"Lu Deqian, why are you injured like this? Where's the Wangui Tu?"

Seeing that Lu Deqian was covered in injuries, the one-eyed evil ghost had a bad premonition.

"God, my disciple failed to take back the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map, so I let God punish me."

Lu Deqian knelt on his knees and spoke tremblingly. Next to him, Tojo Zhenwu also did not dare to say a word.

"Ha... trash, really trash. I trust you and that's why I gave the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map to you for safekeeping. You actually lost it. Guji wow..."

The one-eyed evil spirit was so angry that it wanted to eat Lu Deqian alive, but it was just a soul and Lu Deqian still needed to do many things.

"God be patient, you are all my sons who fail to live up to expectations..."

Lu Deqian no longer dared to hide anything and told all the facts and his guesses.

"What, you can't be sure who owns the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map? It's really rubbish, complete rubbish."

The one-eyed evil spirit was furious again and kept roaring.

At this time, Ximen Changqing was secretly laughing, and many things were becoming clearer and clearer.

"Lu Deqian, I have no patience to wait any longer. Today, I will summon more than three hundred first-level imps.

Follow my request, build more secret altars, and feed the ghosts with your human corpses..."

There is no hope of retrieving the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map, and the one-eyed evil ghost is unwilling to wait any longer, so he can only force Lu Deqian to build a large number of altars and raise first-level ghosts.

"Woooooooo..."

Following the summons of the one-eyed evil ghost, a dark passage appeared, and more than three hundred first-level ghosts appeared in the cave with teeth and claws.

When these little devils saw the human monks, they pounced on them desperately.

"Damn, these damn ghosts."

Ximen Changqing was very anxious when his left arm was bitten by a ghost, but he did not dare to move.

The other disciples of the altar were all trapped in the illusion and naturally could not feel the pain. He was the only one who was in pain.

"ha……"

The one-eyed evil ghost phantom scolded, and all the little ghosts were so frightened that they quickly left the altar disciples.

"A bunch of little guys, that's my blood food, you dare to touch it."

After scolding the first-level kid, the one-eyed evil ghost continued, "Lu Deqian, in three full years, a secret realm in the East China Sea is about to be opened. Only monks with a pill-forming or below level can enter.

You start training your foundation-building disciples now, and after three years, help me go to the secret realm to snatch the immortal seed. No matter how much it costs, you must get the immortal seed."

Lu Deqian was confused and asked quickly, "God, what secret realm is it, where is it, and what is the immortal seed?"

"The secret realm is located northeast of Tianwu Island, about one hundred thousand miles away. It is the palace built by the old and immortal Puppet Emperor.

What kind of fairy seed is inside? I only know that it is a golden and glowing fairy seed. The spiritual objects placed with the fairy seed are all valuable treasures. You must let your disciples take them."

For this immortal species, even if the one-eyed evil ghost knew the use, he would not tell Lu Deqian, he would just let him do the work.

"God, this disciple has never heard of this secret realm. Do other sects in Donghai and Donghuang know about this secret realm?"

Lu Deqian had to ask about many details so that careful arrangements could be made.

"The old and immortal Puppet Emperor once said that in thirty thousand years, his palace will appear in the world. If someone seizes the immortal seed, the secret realm will collapse and disappear.

Not many people know about this, but before the secret realm is opened, the situation in the East China Sea will definitely change. Even if other sects don’t know the secret realm, they will come to investigate if they see the color of the world change.

Don’t even think about swallowing up the secret treasures. Your mission is to seize the fairy seeds, and you don’t need to do anything else."

As for the immortal species, the one-eyed evil ghost is determined to obtain it. As for other ordinary resources for cultivating immortals, it does not pay attention at all.

"God, the foundation-building disciples of the sect are all fighting fiercely with Canghaimen. Dozens of them have died. If they continue to fight fiercely, I am afraid that when the secret realm is opened,

Our Tianwu Sect doesn’t have many foundations left, but if we stop fighting, how we can force Canghai Sect to make concessions is up to God to decide.”

Lu Deqian didn't know how to end the war he had started.

"Hmph, since we can't be sure that the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map is in Canghaimen's hands, why are we still fighting? You loser, why don't you stop fighting immediately?

You must train a group of elite disciples with all your strength, prepare to seize the immortal seeds, and secretly send a few disciples to Canghaimen to find out information about the Ten Thousand Ghosts Map."

The one-eyed evil spirit scolded him impatiently. The more he looked at Lu Deqian, the more he looked like a waste.

"Yes, God, disciple, go and prepare now."

Lu Deqian felt as if he had been granted amnesty, and his anxious heart was finally relieved.

"Puppet Emperor's Palace, Golden Immortal Seed?"

Hearing this, Ximen Changqing made a lot of calculations in his heart. The Ximen family couldn't miss such a good opportunity.

Three years later, the Ximen family's elite will also join in the fun. No, they must destroy the one-eyed evil ghost's conspiracy and snatch the fairy seed into their own hands.

For the one-eyed evil spirit to pay so much attention to it, the fairy seed must be of extraordinary origin, or it may be of great use to the one-eyed evil spirit.

If this is the case, the one-eyed evil ghost cannot get it.

"Only those with a golden elixir level can enter. Before our ancestors formed elixirs, it was a good time to go in and have a look. Grandpa and eldest brother are very powerful, so we should go together."

Ximen Changqing thought of the three tribesmen, who were all the most elite members of the Ximen family.

The Tianwu Sect has to prepare carefully for three years, and they must all be elite foundation-building disciples. The clan members are too weak, so it will be difficult to guarantee safety when entering.

Apart from himself, the Ximen family only has the ancestors, grandfather, and eldest brother, who are relatively strong. The third uncle and the fourth uncle are not afraid of being at the same level, but their cultivation is a little weaker.

Of course, the fourth uncle has refined the divine mud and has mastered the art of escaping from the earth. There is no problem in self-protection. If necessary, he can enter.

"The strength of the Ximen family is still too weak, there are too few elite clan members, and their cultivation levels are not high. When I used it, I found that there were not many people available, and it takes time to become stronger.

But the world of cultivating immortals is always not peaceful. That God’s prophecy should not be a joke. Within ten years, Donghuang will fall into turmoil.

Could it be that the source of the turmoil is the evil ghost clan? It doesn’t seem right. The person who made the prediction is the one-eyed evil ghost. How could he predict himself? Could it be the Immortal Zombie Sect?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ximen Changqing fell into deep thought, but was soon awakened by the sound of a bell.

"It hurts so much. Why is my neck bleeding?"

After regaining consciousness, the disciples of the altar let out painful wails.

"Each person takes one Essence and Blood Pill, plus one healing pill. Let's all go back!"

Tojo Shintake asked the disciples behind him to distribute the elixirs to the disciples of the altar, and asked them to leave the underground cave.

The disciples of the altar are loyal to God wholeheartedly. As long as it is for the good of God, they are willing to endure great physical pain.

Walking out of the underground cave, Ximen Changqing's lips showed a hint of evil smile.

The Essence and Blood Pill in your pocket will be put to use soon.

Perhaps it was God's will that all the disciples of the altar were bitten by ghosts. During the recovery period, they would not run around, and they would not talk about the Fire Flame Pill, let alone being overheard by interested people.

When Ximen Changqing thought that the one-eyed evil ghost would be tortured by the power of fire, the depression in his heart disappeared.

The injured disciples of the altar returned to their caves to prepare for refining blood essence pills and healing pills.

Because the injury is serious, ordinary healing pills can only relieve it, and it will take at least a month to recover. Therefore, except for worshiping, they will not go out casually.

"If my fellow Taoist doesn't go back to refine the elixir, what are you doing in my cave?"

Seeing Ximen Changqing come in, a disciple of the altar asked doubtfully.

Ximen Changqing took out a fire pill and said seriously, "Do you want the Lord to return as soon as possible?"

"God is the savior of mankind. I naturally hope that God will return as soon as possible."

This disciple of the altar has a very firm expression and a pious look on his face.

"This elixir can increase the power of blood and help God return as soon as possible. Fellow Taoist, would you like to refine it?"

Ximen Changqing followed the instructions and also put on a pious look.

"Where did fellow Taoist get the elixir? Why didn't the elder distribute it to us?"

Although they have lost their own thinking and been brainwashed by the one-eyed evil spirit, the basic logical thinking of the disciples of the altar is still there. If they want to deceive, they must spend some effort.

"To be honest, fellow Taoist, I stole this elixir. Refining it will cause some pain to the monks. God does not want all the disciples to suffer, so he has not allowed the elders to distribute it.

But as a disciple of the altar, how can I be afraid of suffering? Why not sacrifice my life for God’s early return!”

Ximen Changqing put on a pious look, and his tone was full of encouragement. As Qi and blood surge, a person's thinking ability will be further reduced.

"Fellow Taoist Gao Yi, for the sake of God's early return, I don't have anything to fear. Bring it."

This disciple of the altar took the Fire Flame Pill and swallowed it in front of Ximen Changqing.

Seeing this, Ximen Changqing turned around and left the cave, with a hint of a conspiracy-successful smile on his lips.

The same scene happened in the caves of all the disciples of the altar. The disciples of the altar all took the Fire Flame Pill.

In order not to be discovered, Ximen Changqing always escaped directly into the cave to avoid being discovered by a few ordinary disciples.

Escaped deep underground, Ximen Changqing entered the nine-sky space, sat cross-legged and meditated, and performed the Dead Tree Rejuvenation Technique.

With the nourishment of the green mist, the flesh and blood bitten by the ghosts grew back, and no scars were visible on the skin.

Later, Ximen Changqing picked up a blood essence pill, swallowed it, and refined it for ten days to replenish all the lost essence and blood.
To be continued...