"Well, during this period of time, I have been wanted by the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect, and the territory of the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect has also been completely sealed off. I cannot leave for the time being, so you will stay in my big world during this time."

"And Gui Ling is very cunning, please help watch, don't let him change!"

Zhuo Wen lightly ordered that both Yin Wuxie and Gui Ling were collected into the big world, and he took out the picture of Yan Luo ghost from the big world.

Since relying on the Pangu Banner to destroy the soul of the ghost master Yan Luo and obtain the memory of the ghost master Yan Luo, Zhuo Wen knows how to use the ghost map of Yan Luo.

But just knowing how to use the Yan Luo Ghost Picture is not enough, it is necessary to let the Yama Ghost Picture recognize the master.

In the memory of Yan Luo Guitu, Zhuo Wen learned that there are two ways to make Yan Luo Guitu recognize the master. One of them is naturally strong, and forcibly tames Yan Luo Guitu to recognize the master.

Zhuo Wen thought that his own strength was really good, but after all, Yan Luo Ghost Map was a heaven-reaching artifact, and it was the natal artifact that Lord Yan Luo was most proud of.

With his current strength, it is obviously unrealistic to tame this Yama ghost map by strength.

So Zhuo Wen directly ignored this method, and planned to use the second method.

The second method is the method of blood sacrifice, which is to feed the Yan Luo Guitu with the essence and blood of his life. Through this feeding method, the Yan Luo Guitu can become familiar with the monk's taste and breath, and finally develop a sense of dependence on the monk.

It's just that this method is very extreme, because Yan Luo Guitu's demand for essence and blood is terrifying, even the master of Yan Luo ghosts dare not use this method, he is afraid that his blood essence will be sucked dry by Yan Luo Guitu .

Zhuowen hesitated, but finally decided to use the second method.

He urgently needs to increase his strength now, whether it is the pursuit of the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect, or the place where the ancestors and witches will fall in the Starry Sky Battlefield in half a year, they all need stronger strength.

"Fight it all. After all, what I practice is the Pangu Eucharistic Body, and my self-healing ability is extremely strong. I don't believe that this ghost map of Yama can really suck me dry!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed ruthlessness, he bit his thumb, and covered it at the end of the scroll of Yama's Ghost Picture.

Zhuo Wen was shocked, as if struck by lightning, he felt that the blood in his body was being sucked by the scroll uncontrollably, and the blood in his body reversed, extremely fast...

On the second day, when Sun Ruoyu knocked on the door of the Sovereign's main hall, what he saw was a young man with oily hair and dirty face, dry cheeks, and dull eyes.

If it weren't for the clothes this young man was wearing, Sun Ruoyu would hardly have recognized that this was Zhuo Wen.

"Brother Ma, what's wrong with you? What happened last night?" Sun Ruoyu asked strangely.

Zhuo Wen raised his panda eyes, and reluctantly said: "It's nothing, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep last night, the suzerain succession meeting is about to start, let's go now!"

As he said that, the moment Zhuo Wen stepped out of the gate, his footsteps staggered. If Sun Ruoyu hadn't supported Zhuo Wen in time, Zhuo Wen might have fallen and ate shit.

"Brother Ma, are you sure you're okay?" Sun Ruoyu asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's just a sequela of insomnia, you help me go!"

Zhuo Wen forced a smile, but cursed in his heart.

Last night, he was almost sucked dry by Yan Luo Guitu several times. If his own self-healing ability was not abnormal, Zhuo Wen would have died many times.

However, Zhuo Wen was quite satisfied with the final result. Yan Luo Guitu had indeed developed a sense of dependence on him, and he recognized the master smoothly.

The succession ceremony of the suzerain was held in the largest square in the sect. At this moment, the square was empty, and all the monks in the sect came, with excited expressions on their faces.

At the front of the square, there is a huge high platform. At this moment, there are six powerful figures standing on the high platform.

These six people are the six elders who were given the Destiny Pill by Zhuo Wen before.

The breath of these six elders is much stronger than seven days ago, and one of the elders has even advanced to the half-step master of destiny.

Apparently, the six special Destiny Pills obtained by the six of them have all been used, and the effect is very good.

The six people are very grateful to Zhuo Wen, and at the same time they hope that Zhuo Wen can give them the Destiny Pill again.

They know that as long as there are a few more special destiny pills, they can break through the destiny master in a short period of time and step into the second stage of enlightenment that they have always dreamed of.

However, when Zhuo Wen's face was pale, and Sun Ruoyu helped him onto the high platform, everyone was surprised.

It's only been one night, how did the powerful new suzerain become so weak.

"Sect Master, you are..."

The elder who was the first to advance to the half-step Destiny Master hurried forward, looked at Zhuo Wen and Sun Ruoyu, his eyes showed a look that I understood, and coughed dryly: "Sovereign master, you need to be temperate, and take care of your body!"

Zhuo Wen looked at the teasing expression on the elder's face, with black lines all over his head, where did this old guy think, his thoughts were so obscene.

Sun Ruoyu also heard the elder's implication, spat, and her ears turned red.

"Okay, let's start the suzerain succession ceremony now!" Sun Ruoyu changed the subject authentically. JrNovels.com