Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Zhao Mu and Liuyun Sanren flew down at the entrance of the valley.

They saw Liang Musheng helping the man from Qingshan up and treating his injuries.

"Musheng, how is Qingshan?"

Liuyun Sanren asked.

"The injuries are serious, but fortunately they are not life-threatening."

Liang Musheng's face was solemn as he mobilized his magic power and slowly injected it into the Qingshan man's body.

Soon, Qingshanren took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

"Uncle, are you back?"

The people in Qingshan looked very excited when they saw Liang Musheng.

Liang Musheng asked in a deep voice: "Qingshan, what on earth is going on? Why is the Sword of Uprightness outside?"

"I……"

The people in Qingshan looked full of sorrow: "Uncle, master and uncle, they are all dead, and they were beaten to ashes!"

"What?"

Liang Musheng's face instantly turned pale, and the palms of his clenched fists were pinched with blood by his nails: "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

"It's that damn devil!"

The man from Qingshan gritted his teeth and said with hatred: "The demon appeared too suddenly, and was extremely powerful. As soon as he appeared, he enveloped the entire Pregnant Sword Star with demonic energy."

"All of our disciples have had their minds eroded by his demonic energy. Even my master and my uncle, if we had not summoned the Righteous Sword in time to protect our minds with majestic righteousness, I am afraid they would have been controlled by him."

"Master and uncle were originally planning to escape from the Pregnant Sword Star and seek help from the other three major sects."

"But that devil is so despicable. He actually threatened the master with the lives of all the disciples in the sect not to leave, otherwise he would make all the disciples kill each other."

"For the sake of their many disciples, Master and the others can only fight the devil with their righteous swords, trying to die together."

"But the demon is so powerful that it's beyond imagination. Even if the master and the others join forces, even if they use the Sword of Righteousness, they are still no match for the demon. They can't even catch a single move."

"At that time, Master and the others were blown away by the blow. However, since I did not directly participate in the battle, I was only seriously injured."

The man from Qingshan grabbed Liang Musheng's arm and said, "Uncle Master, you are no match for that devil. Leave the Pregnant Sword Star as soon as possible to find the other three sects for help."

"No, I'm afraid the three major sects are no match for the devil. We must report to the court and ask the court to come and kill the devil."

"The existence of the devil is a threat to everyone. The court will never ignore it. It is even possible that the Emperor of Zhou will personally take action."

"As long as the Emperor of Zhou arrives, the devil will definitely die, and Master and the others will be avenged!"

The person on Qingshan became more and more excited as he talked, and even couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood.

Liang Musheng quickly used his magic power to help him calm down his energy and blood: "Qingshan, don't get excited, lest you damage your roots."

"But the hatred between Master and the others..."

"Don't worry, look who he is?"

Qingshanren looked in the direction of Liang Musheng's finger, and his eyes suddenly widened.

I saw a Taoist priest named Xuanyi standing quietly next to Liuyun Sanren.

The appearance of this Taoist Xuanyi is very familiar to people from Qingshan.

Not just him, it can be said that the four major sects, and even the top leaders of all the forces in the entire Southern Territory, all know exactly what this person looks like.

This legend actually came to conceive the Sword Star?

The people in Qingshan were ecstatic and fell to their knees on the ground: "Junior, I pay homage to Taoist Master Wan Yu. Please ask Taoist Master Wan Yu to kill the devil and help me, the Jinghong Sword Sect, to avenge you!"

"Get up."

Zhao Mu waved his hand calmly, and an invisible force directly lifted the Qingshan man up.

He walked over and pulled out the Sword of Righteousness from the ground. Suddenly, a sense of majestic righteousness lingered in his heart, making him feel refreshed and refreshed.

"It is indeed an excellent spiritual sword."

Zhao Mu flicked the blade of the sword with his fingertips, and a pleasant dragon roar suddenly erupted.

He asked: "The sword of uprightness is here, the sword of luck is on the altar, and where is the last sword of killing?"

"It's also on the altar." The man from Qingshan replied quickly.

"Um?"

Zhao Mu turned around in surprise.

There is clearly only the Sword of Luck on the altar, so where is the Sword of Killing?

"Taoist Master, that's it!"

Liang Musheng quickly explained: "That altar is a magic weapon refined by our Jinghong Sword Sect using a special technique. It can form three layers of space around it."

"The altar seems to be right in front of you, but it actually exists in three levels of space at the same time, and the three spiritual swords also exist in different spaces."

"The Sword of Killing is in the innermost space, among the Sword of Uprightness, while the Sword of Luck is in the outermost space."

"Normally, only when the Sword of Fate in the outer space is removed from the altar will the Sword of Uprightness in the middle space manifest."

"By analogy, when the Sword of Righteousness is also removed from the altar, the innermost Sword of Killing will be manifested."

"Of course, in addition to this conventional method, if the master and the elders cast spells using our sword techniques at the same time, they can also directly take out the spiritual sword in the inner space without disturbing the spiritual sword outside."

"It's just that senior brothers and the others are dead now, so if we want to see the Sword of Death and the Devil, we may have to take down the Sword of Luck first."

"but……"

Liang Musheng looked around the altar in embarrassment.

The Jinghong Sword Sect disciples standing around the altar have all been controlled by the devil.

The demon would probably not let them take down the Sword of Fate easily, and would definitely control the disciples to block it.

Once both sides start fighting, it is inevitable that those disciples will be hurt, which is something he absolutely does not want to see.

"You guys step back." Zhao Mu said calmly.

Liang Musheng opened his mouth, wanting to beg Zhao Mu to be careful when he attacked, and try not to hurt the disciples of Jinghong Sword Sect.

But when the words came to his lips, he did not know how to start.

Because in his opinion, the fact that this Wanyu Taoist priest could help their Jinghong Sword Sect deal with the demon head has already made them grateful.

How could they have the face to ask for more?

Moreover, the demon head was obviously terribly strong. If Wanyu Taoist priest took action because he was concerned about not hurting his disciples, and the demon head took advantage of the opportunity and even injured them.

Then their Jinghong Sword Sect would really be blamed for their death!

So Liang Musheng could only shut his mouth, and together with Qingshan Shangren and Liuyun Sanren, nervously watched Zhao Mu walk towards the altar step by step.

At the same time, the millions of Jinghong Sword Sect disciples around the altar suddenly turned around.

The scarlet eyes and cold gaze were all fixed on Zhao Mu. The scene was very strange and creepy.

Suddenly, all the disciples had a strange smile on their faces.

Although these disciples looked different, their smiles were exactly the same, as if they were all carved out of the same mold.

Then, they laughed the same creepy laugh: "Hehe, are you the Taoist Wanyu?"