Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

At this time, Zhao Mu released the restraint on the little fox, and the little fox immediately broke away from Zhou Yuniang's arms, climbed over the wall and ran into the yard.

Soon, a whining sound came from the yard, as if the little fox was telling someone his grievances.

"Amitabha!"

After a brief silence, a Buddha's call suddenly came from the courtyard: "I don't know where the Taoist friend is coming from, I am polite to you!"

Squeak!

With a soft sound, the courtyard door was gently pushed open from inside, and a man and a woman came out.

The man among them was a handsome young monk.

The charming woman next to her was holding the little fox.

At this moment, the little fox looked proud and looked at Zhao Mu with provocative eyes, obviously thinking that he had a backer.

Hum hum, my master is very powerful, look how you still bully me!

But just when the little fox was waiting for its master to avenge it.

But I saw the young monk's eyes were stunned, and then he walked up quickly and said in surprise: "Master, why did you come to Tianxiang City?"

Before the little fox could react, the woman holding it hurriedly came up to salute: "Jian Linglong, pay your respects to Taoist Master Wan Yu!"

Yes, this couple is Daoyuan and Jian Linglong.

The little fox was dumbfounded.

What's happening here?

How could his master salute that stinking Taoist priest?

master?

The master monk actually called the other party master?

hateful!

It seems that there is no hope for revenge now!

The little fox puffed up his cheeks in frustration.

"Haha, we were drinking in Yanyu Pavilion just now. Pindao felt your breath from the little fox's restraint, so he came over to take a look."

Zhao Mu smiled.

"I see. Just tell me, little monk, how could anyone in Tianxiang City see through my restrictions?"

Dao Yuan smiled and turned to look at Zhou Yuniang: "Master, who is this?"

"Haha, we are all old friends!"

Zhao Mu smiled and removed the illusion from Zhou Yuniang with a wave of his hand, returning her to her original appearance.

Dao Yuan and Jian Linglong saw this and quickly saluted respectfully: "Greetings to the Emperor of Zhou!"

"Excuse me. There is no Emperor Zhou here, just an ordinary mortal."

Zhou Yuniang smiled lightly.

The little fox blinked and stared at Zhou Yuniang for a moment.

Oh my god, this sister turns out to be so beautiful, even prettier than Master Linglong.

Damn it, it's all because of that smelly Taoist priest who used illusions to make my sister look ugly.

If I had known that my sister was so beautiful, I wouldn't have thought of biting her just now!

It would be very distressing if such a beautiful sister were bitten!

Fortunately, Zhao Mu's attention was not on the little fox at this moment, otherwise he would not know whether to laugh or cry after seeing through its mind.

Unexpectedly, this little fox is actually a beauty control!

Does appearance mean justice?

But the poor Taoist is so handsome, why do you call me a smelly Taoist?

Is there any more heavenly justice?

The little fox coveted Zhou Yuniang's beauty.

Zhao Mu asked: "Daoyuan, why do you two live in seclusion here in Tianxiang City?"

"Why!"

Monk Daoyuan suddenly sighed: "Master Zhikong... passed away!"

"What, when did Zhikong pass away?" Zhao Mu asked with a frown.

In his mind, the old monk with a kind-hearted white beard whom he had met before suddenly appeared in his mind.

Unexpectedly, monk Zhikong had passed away after not seeing him for thousands of years.

In Zhao Mu's impression, that man was a real eminent Buddhist monk, a truly compassionate person!

"Master Zhikong passed away three hundred years ago. At that time, his disciple was recalled to the Mahabodhi Temple and saw the master for the last time."

Daoyuan looked sad: "Hey, now that I think about it, my disciple feels like he is in a dream. I really don't want to believe that Master Zhikong really left like that."

"Every time I dream back at midnight, my disciple can remember the scene in his previous life when he was practicing with Master Zhikong at the Mahabodhi Temple."

"At that time, my disciple always believed that Master Zhikong would never die."

Jian Linglong next to her gently patted Dao Yuan on the back, but she was smart enough to say nothing.

Zhao Mu was also a little silent.

He suddenly remembered what he said the last time he saw Master Changkong three thousand years ago.

At that time, Master Changkong said that senior officials such as Master Chixiao and Zhu Qincang of the Ziwei Dao Sect had a premonition that their lifespan was about to end, so they had plans to abdicate in favor of others and push the next generation to the forefront.

Now that three thousand years have passed, I don't know what is going on at Ziwei Dao Sect?

"After all, I was once a disciple of the Ziwei Dao Sect. Maybe I should take a trip to the ancient galaxy to see my old friend."

Zhao Mu thought in his heart.

Seeing that Daoyuan had recovered somewhat from his sadness, Jian Linglong, who had been silent, finally spoke: "Daoyuan, do you still remember what Zen Master Zhikong said before he passed away?"

"Of course I remember."

Daoyuan took the little fox from Jian Linglong's arms and said, "Amitabha, Hongling, your destined master has arrived, why don't you hurry over?"

The little fox blinked, looked at Zhao Mu doubtfully, and then looked at Zhou Yuniang, wondering who he was talking about?

Daoyuan smiled slightly, stepped forward and handed the little fox to Zhou Yuniang: "Your Majesty, from now on, you are the owner of Hongling."

Zhou Yuniang stroked the little fox in surprise and asked, "What did you mean by the destined master just now?"

"Your Majesty, to be honest, before Master Zhikong passed away, he used his life's practice to predict the future, hoping to do his last bit for the Great Bodhi Temple."

Daoyuan put his hands together and explained: "At that time, Master Zhikong saw some of the future, including Hongling."

"Hongling is a spiritual beast that Master Zhikong accidentally picked up from the mountains five hundred years ago and has been raised in the Great Bodhi Temple."

Zhao Mu's eyes condensed: "You mean, this little guy is not a demon, but a spiritual beast?"

"Yes, it is indeed a spiritual beast. ”

Daoyuan nodded: "Hongling has a restriction placed by Master Zhikong before his death, which can simulate the spirit animal aura on it into demonic aura."

Zhao Mu was puzzled: "It's just a spirit beast, why simulate it into demonic aura, is there anything special about this little guy?"

"Haha, Master is really wise."

Daoyuan smiled and said: "Wait a moment, when the disciple removes the restriction on Hongling, you will know its specialness."

As he said, he pinched the seal with his hand, and a Buddha light immediately hit the little fox's body.

In an instant, the demonic aura on the little fox dissipated, revealing a strong spirit animal aura.

What surprised Zhao Mu even more was that he actually saw the lingering materialized luck on the little fox.

Everything in the world, whether it is living beings or mountains, rocks, rivers, etc., all contain luck, the only difference is strength.

But generally speaking, the luck of things is invisible. Only when using magic can the luck be transformed into substance, so that it can be seen by the naked eye.

But nothing is absolute in this world, and there are some special beings in this world.

For example, the little fox in front of him has a materialized luck around his body, which means that he can influence luck naturally.

Zhao Mu finally understood why Monk Zhikong took the trouble to cover up the spirit animal aura of the little fox and simulate it into demonic aura before his death.

It turns out that this little fox is actually a peerless and top-notch animal with the potential to become a spirit beast of luck, which is rare in the world!