Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

After all, Zheng Jingren was an old fox who had been in the court, and he was very familiar with the ability to understand the meaning of the strings.

Others listened to Zhao Mu's words, thinking that the master wanted to accept disciples.

But Zheng Jingren understood that the meaning of Zhao Mu's words was not only to let him go to the Northern Territory, but also to help him get the attention of the Misty Rain Holy Lake.

Obviously, Zhao Mu understood his mind very well and knew that he had the ambition to control the Misty Rain Holy Lake.

And if he wanted to control the Misty Rain Holy Lake, the first step was to get the attention of the top leaders.

After all, only in this way could he get more resources from the top leaders to cultivate, not only to speed up the improvement of his cultivation, but also to get in touch with the power core of the Misty Rain Holy Lake earlier, paving the way for the future.

So he looked at the surrounding Rain People with "deep affection" and sighed: "How can I be favored by the seniors?"

"But please forgive me, I have many friends in the Rain People, and they have always taken good care of me."

"I can never abandon them, so I can only live up to your appreciation."

What, he actually refused?

That's the master!

A master wants to take you as a disciple, and you can still refuse?

You don't want it, let me do it!

Everyone felt that this descendant of the Rain People was crazy!

"Haha, you are loyal and righteous, not bad."

Zhao Mu smiled lightly and said: "Well, who let me appreciate you, I will make an exception for you, pack up and come to the North Territory, bring your friends with you, I will wait for you in the North Territory!"

"Thank you for your mercy!"

Zheng Jingren was "overjoyed" and immediately saluted again respectfully.

Among the Rain People, those who had a good relationship with Zheng Jingren were all grateful.

After all, the Miyu Holy Lake was besieged by its enemies and was in a desperate situation.

Zheng Jingren was willing to take them to the Northern Territory, which was completely saving their lives. How could they not be grateful?

The other Rain People looked gloomy.

Because although not everyone had a grudge against Zheng Jingren, they had no friendship with him in the past.

Now seeing that several tribesmen were about to follow Zheng Jingren to the Northern Territory, they certainly felt bad.

They also wanted to follow him, after all, no one wanted to die here.

But unfortunately, they didn't have much friendship with Zheng Jingren, so they didn't have the face to ask for it.

At this time, Zhao Mu's shadow gradually faded and finally disappeared.

But the solemn atmosphere at the scene did not ease because of his disappearance.

Everyone was silent.

Everyone's eyes were on Zheng Jingren.

Their eyes were complicated, some were suspicious, some were scrutinizing, and some were…jealous!

This is the influence of the master.

Although Zhao Mu did not let the incarnation of the Holy Tree Mirror come in person, just a shadow of magic power was enough to shock the whole audience.

Moreover, Zheng Jingren, the originally insignificant descendant of the Rain People, suddenly became the focus of everyone.

Even the quasi-gods had to pay attention to him.

One of the quasi-gods took a deep breath and suddenly said: "Everyone listen to the order, immediately withdraw to a place three thousand miles away."

The other quasi-gods looked at each other and remained silent, obviously supporting this decision.

So the monks who were just besieging the Rain People immediately withdrew, not daring to drag their feet.

Some monks were confused, so when they evacuated, they whispered to their companions: "What are you going to do, quasi-gods? Are you not going to destroy the Holy Lake of Misty Rain and rob their treasures?"

"Of course we have to destroy it. There are so many treasures in the Holy Lake of Misty Rain. How can you let it go?"

"Since you want to destroy it, why do you want to evacuate now?"

"It's not evacuation, but evacuation to a place three thousand miles away. There is a fundamental difference between the two."

"The former is to completely let the Holy Lake of Misty Rain go, while the latter is to monitor it and then look for an opportunity to attack again."

"You mean..."

"That's right, the quasi-gods are afraid of that rain man "The younger generation of the Rainman tribe, or rather, they are afraid of the Holy Tree Mirror behind the other party."

"Even if a master has not descended, it is enough to make the quasi-gods dare not touch the younger generation of the Rainman tribe."

"Isn't that younger generation of the Rainman tribe planning to take his friends away from the Mysterious Rain Holy Lake and go to the Northern Region?"

"The adults' meaning should be that they are preparing to wait for him to leave and then come back to destroy the Mysterious Rain Holy Lake."

"In this way, there is no need to offend the master."

"So that's it! Alas, the master is really too powerful. Just a shadow showing up can make all the quasi-gods so afraid."

...

Mysterious Rain Holy Lake.

The enemies have temporarily left, but no one of the Rainman tribe present dared to relax.

They knew very well that since the enemies only withdrew three thousand miles instead of leaving directly, it meant that they would come back.

This time, it was the deterrence of the master that temporarily saved the Mysterious Rain Holy Lake.

But what about after that?

Once those enemies come back, I am afraid that the Miyu Holy Lake will still be unable to change its fate of being completely destroyed.

So many Rain People looked at Zheng Jingren with expectation, obviously hoping that he would take them to the North Territory.

At this moment, everyone deliberately ignored the fact that Zhao Mu had taken away their clan artifact.

As long as they can survive, it doesn't matter whether they surrender to their enemies or not.

Footsteps sounded.

Miyu Tianqiong and Miyu Qingsong, as well as many high-level officials from the Rain clan, all came over.

They looked at Zheng Jingren with unprecedented tenderness, as if they were looking at a peerless treasure, holding it in their hands for fear of falling or holding it in their mouths for fear of melting.

"Meet the clan leader, meet the second elder, and meet all the elders!"

As soon as Zheng Jingren saw these people, he immediately turned around and saluted with a humble gesture.

Seeing this, all the senior officials nodded. The more they looked at it, the more they found Zheng Jingren pleasing to the eye.

Hey, why didn't you realize before that this Miyu Tianluo is really a talent?

If an ordinary young man had done something to turn the tide and save the entire clan, his butt would probably have been raised to the sky, right?

But Miyu Tianluo is still humble. This kind of calm mentality is really rare!

"Haha, don't salute!"

Miyu Tianqiong came over with a smile and supported Zheng Jingren: "Tianluo, thank you just now. Without you, our entire Miyu Holy Lake would have been destroyed."

"The patriarch is ridiculous. The one who saved our Misty Rain Lake is the master. Tianluo doesn't have this ability!"

Zheng Jingren said quickly.

"No, no, no, it is indeed the Master who saves people, but if you were not there, how would the Master help?"

Miyu Qingsong beside him interrupted: "Tianluo, why have I never heard of it before? You are actually familiar with that master, and he actually wants to accept you as his disciple?"

Zheng Jingren shook his head: "The second elder was joking. The master has no intention of accepting me as a disciple, he is just willing to teach me how to practice."

"There's no difference, it's the same!"

Miyu Qingsong chuckled and said: "What are you going to do next? Leave Miyu Holy Lake directly and go to the Northern Territory?"