Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

No news for half a month?

It seems that something did happen to Mo He and Fifth Yunzhong.

Zhao Mu said in a deep voice: "Give me their last location, and Pindao will rush over to see it in person."

"Yes, master!"

Jiang Zhengshan did not dare to neglect, and immediately took out a messenger flying sword: "Master, this is the last messenger flying sword sent to me by the leader. If you activate it in reverse direction, you should be able to find his last location."

"Okay, you continue to take care of the hive. If you have any questions, please send me a message at any time."

Zhao Mu nodded, took the messenger flying sword, faded and disappeared, and left.

And just after Zhao Mu left, Jiang Zhengshan, who had looked respectful just now, suddenly flashed a strange light in the depths of his eyes.

But then, the dim light disappeared, and then Jiang Zhengshan returned to his desk and continued to handle official duties as if nothing had happened.

the other side.

Zhao Mu escaped from the underground palace, quickly shuttled through the ground, and soon left King Zhao City and flew into the clouds.

At the moment when his figure was obscured by the clouds and mist, he suddenly split into two.

One of the figures didn't pause at all, flying quickly through the clouds into the distance.

But the other figure disappeared silently and escaped into the void of the world. No one noticed this process.

The void outside the world.

Zhao Mu hovered at the tip of a branch, waved his hand gently, and saw that the void below suddenly began to become transparent, and continued to spread deeper.

In an instant, the entire Zhaowang City, the underground soil of Zhaowang City, and the underground palace in the soil were all clearly visible in his eyes.

"A clone condensed with mana should be enough to deceive some people into thinking that Pindao has left, right?"

Zhao Mu murmured to himself, looking coldly at everything in the underground palace.

"What a weird method. If I hadn't been vigilant just now, I probably wouldn't have discovered the problem. Who is behind it this time to deal with the hive?"

"Buddha from another world?"

"Or those four old guys from the Eternal Holy Lord?"

"They probably don't have the energy to interfere in the affairs of the Southern Territory right now, right?"

"But if it weren't for the five of them, who had such means to almost deceive me?"

Zhao Mu looked solemn.

In fact, Zhao Mu didn't notice anything unusual when he first entered the underground palace.

In his eyes, the people in the hive in the palace were all normal, until... he met Jiang Zhengshan.

how to say?

In fact, Jiang Zhengshan's performance seems to have no flaws in the eyes of outsiders.

Speak clearly!

Very respectful to the master!

Worry about leader Mo He and senior brother Fifth Yunzhong!

Jiang Zhengshan did everything perfectly.

But precisely because he is so perfect is his biggest flaw.

Worrying about Mo He and Wu Yunzhong;

Be respectful and courteous when talking to Zhao Mu;

Jiang Zhengshan did everything just right, and it can even be said to be appropriate without any deviation.

But as long as there are normal people in this world, who can make every move and every expression of theirs meticulous and perfect?

So when he was talking, Zhao Mu realized that the Jiang Zhengshan in front of him was either not the real person, or he was controlled into a puppet.

And everything Jiang Zhengshan said and did was planned in advance to cope with his arrival.

"It's really well thought out!"

Zhao Mu sighed.

Even now, he has obviously left, and there are no "outsiders" in the underground palace.

But those in the palace, including the so-called Jiang Zhengshan, were still doing their own thing step by step, and no one was slacking off.

It was as if they could feel that someone was spying on them.

"Since everything in the palace has problems, then the messenger flying sword Jiang Zhengshan gave me must also be a trap, right?"

Zhao Mu looked at the messenger flying sword in his hand.

He estimated that if he really followed the guidance of this flying sword and headed to the junction of the Southern Territory and the Endless Wasteland, he would most likely be in a desperate situation with a narrow escape from death.

"I want to see who the person behind you is?"

Zhao Mu said, ready to take action.

But at this moment, a stream of light came from high in the sky and landed on a big tree outside King Zhao's city.

When the light dissipated, what appeared in front of him was an old blind man holding a fortune-telling flag in his hand, wearing a Taoist robe, and his eyes were dull.

The key point is that the old blind Zhao Mu has also seen the blind fortune teller he met when the Holy Tree Mingjing was incarnated in the Eastern Divine Land.

"Why did he come to the Southern Region?"

Zhao Mu was extremely shocked.

It was enough to come to the Southern Territory, but why did this blind fortune teller come to Zhaowang City and the headquarters of Beehive?

No matter how you think about it, this can't be a coincidence, right?

So Zhao Mu stopped his movements and prepared to see what the blind fortune teller wanted to do before making any plans.

Outside the void.

The blind fortune teller hid himself in the tree canopy and used his spiritual thoughts to check the situation in King Zhao City and the underground of King Zhao City.

"That's right, it's right here. The thing I just felt is deep underground in this city."

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that not long after I arrived in the Southern Territory, I would encounter an unexpected surprise."

"It seems that this southern region is really my blessed land!"

The fortune-teller's old face was almost smiling like a chrysanthemum. He jumped to the ground and then sank into the ground, escaping deep underground.

The fortune-teller didn't know that his whereabouts had already been seen by another person.

"It seems that the old blind man's target is the underground palace of the beehive."

"But what is there in the palace that can attract this mysterious old thing? Is there a treasure in the palace?"

Zhao Mu pondered for a moment, and did not walk out of the world. Instead, he went down along the branches and followed the fortune-teller silently in another layer of space.

After a while, the two had arrived at the periphery of the underground palace.

The fortune-teller's figure stopped abruptly, and his mind penetrated in very cautiously, and began to secretly check the situation in various parts of the palace.

"Huh?"

He suddenly looked puzzled: "Strange, why can't I feel it suddenly? There was something inside that attracted me just now."

"Is it my illusion just now?"

"But it shouldn't be!"

The fortune-teller was full of doubts. He used his mind to check the palace again, but still found nothing.

"Since we can't find it outside, why not go in and take a look?"

The fortune-teller muttered to himself.

He always preferred to be a sly person, so he was very hesitant about this.

After all, unfamiliar places are always unsafe. What if there is a trap in the palace?

Just when the fortune-teller hesitated, the space behind him suddenly rippled slightly, and then a Taoist in black clothes walked out of the void.