Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The hesitant blind fortune teller's heart suddenly beat wildly, as if a cold air rushed from his heels down his spine to his forehead, and his whole body became tense.

"Is there anyone?"

He didn't hesitate at all, and no matter who appeared behind him, he disappeared directly on the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already in the ground dozens of miles away.

But before the blind fortune teller could relax, another dangerous aura appeared behind him.

"So fast!"

The blind fortune teller immediately disappeared again.

But no surprise, when he appeared again, the dangerous feeling followed him again, forcing him to continue running away.

Just like this once, twice... five times, six times... eight times, nine times...

The blind fortune teller fled and moved more than ten times in a row, and finally had to admit that his speed was not as fast as the person behind him.

No matter how he moved, he couldn't get rid of that person.

So after moving again, the blind fortune teller gave up and continued to escape, turning around and looking behind him.

I saw the space in the ground rippling, and a Taoist in Xuanyi walked out of the space.

"Why don't fellow Taoists run away?" Zhao Mu asked with a half-smile.

"Why are you running? Can you run away?"

The blind fortune teller smiled bitterly and said: "This fellow Taoist is really good at it. He can actually penetrate the space and follow behind the old Taoist. This speed is simply amazing."

"But do you need to be so persistent? If you keep following me like this, you will scare people to death. Are you trying to show off to the old Taoist?"

"Well, it's just a show of force. After all, I've been scared, so I can talk next!" Zhao Mu said straightforwardly.

The blind fortune teller opened his mouth, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Fellow Taoist is really straightforward."

"Wouldn't it be better to be more direct?"

Zhao Mu smiled: "I am a poor man with many desires, but I don't know what I call my friend?"

"The poor Taoist Cangmingzi."

Cang Mingzi blinked his dull eyes and asked in astonishment: "Wan Yu? Is this the Taoist Wan Yu who fought with the Eternal Holy Lord in the legend of the Southern Region?"

"Fellow Taoist, have you ever heard of me?"

"Of course I have heard of it. The name of Taoist Wan Yu is famous not only in the Southern Region, but also in the entire Zixu Continent."

Cang Mingzi praised: "I didn't expect that Pindao had just come to the Southern Territory and met Taoist Wan Yu. He is really lucky."

"Fellow Daoist Cangmingzi is really good at praising others."

Zhao Mu said with a playful smile: "But when you praise someone, can you let go of the seal in your hand, otherwise I will always think that you want to continue running away?"

"Well……"

Cangmingzi sneered and took out his right hand hidden behind his back: "Hey, Taoist Master Wan Yu misunderstood. This fingerprint was made by the Taoist when he was running away just now. He didn't want to continue running."

"Yeah?"

Zhao Mu was noncommittal: "Where is Fellow Daoist Cangmingzi from? It seems that I have never heard of Fellow Daoist's name in the Southern Territory. It is impossible for a master like Fellow Daoist to remain unknown?"

"Of course the old Taoist is from the Southern Region, but he has been practicing in seclusion for many years, so it is normal that he has never heard of Taoist Master Wan Yu."

Cangmingzi replied with a smile.

His old face was full of sincerity. If Zhao Mu was not another incarnation and had seen him in the Eastern Divine Land, everyone would believe that he had really been in seclusion.

But it doesn't matter. It's normal to speak 30% truth and 70% falsehood to strangers. Zhao Mu doesn't care about it.

He smiled and said, "It turns out that fellow Taoist Cangmingzi is a reclusive master. I'm disrespectful."

"You're welcome, Master Wan Yu."

"Then I wonder what fellow Taoist Cangmingzi is doing here? Pindao was just outside Zhaowang City. He heard from fellow Taoist that he sensed a treasure attracting you in this underground palace. Did you find that treasure? "

Cangmingzi was stunned when asked.

He had already made up a story about the purpose of coming here, hoping to get through.

But he didn't expect that Zhao Mu would immediately reveal his true purpose.

"This Taoist Wan Yu is trying to block the mouth of the old Taoist, so that the old Taoist can't even admit it."

"And just outside King Zhao's city, did he stay with Lao Dao all the time? Otherwise, how would he have heard Lao Dao speak?"

"Tsk, tsk, it seems that the strength of Taoist Wanyu is higher than the old Taoist expected. I actually didn't notice anything from that time on."

Cangmingzi thought to himself that he had always been passive since the appearance of Taoist Wanyu.

For him who believed in the highest moral standards, this situation was very insecure.

"Fellow Taoist, why are you silent? What are you thinking about?"

Zhao Mu asked with a smile.

"Huh? Oh, old man, I was just wondering which force does this underground palace belong to?"

Cang Mingzi replied: "To be honest with you fellow Taoist, when I passed by this place just now, I did sense an attraction underground. It seemed like there was some kind of treasure there?"

"But just when Lao Dao escaped underground and approached the palace, that feeling suddenly disappeared, as if Lao Dao's feeling was simply an illusion."

"But the old Taoist knows very well that it is definitely not an illusion, so the old Taoist believes that this underground palace is by no means simple."

"Master Wanyu, do you know which force this underground palace belongs to?"

"Hive!" Zhao Mu replied briefly.

Cangmingzi's old face was puzzled: "Beehive?"

"Why, isn't Fellow Daoist Cangmingzi from the Southern Territory? Haven't you even heard of Hive, the largest intelligence organization in the Southern Territory?"

Zhao Mu asked with a half-smile.

"I have heard of it. Of course I have heard of it. I just heard it for the first time and couldn't believe that this is where the beehive is."

Cangmingzi covered up with a chuckle: "By the way, I wonder why Taoist Wanyu came here today. Is it for the treasure in this palace?"

"No, I have a grudge against the beehive. I came to seek revenge on them today."

Zhao Mu stretched out his hand and gestured: "Daoyou Cangmingzi, since our goals are not conflicting, why don't we go into the palace together? I kill people and you take the treasure, okay?"

"Uh..."

Cangmingzi smiled and shook his head: "No need. The Taoist's induction has disappeared, so I won't go in. Taoist Wanyu, please do as you please."

"The Taoist will leave first. We will meet again in the future. Goodbye."

After saying that, he hurriedly used the escape technique again and left quickly, as if he was afraid that Zhao Mu would continue to chase him.

He ran quite fast!

Zhao Mu chuckled in his heart and became more and more interested in the origin of this Cangmingzi.

There are not many people in this world that Zhao Mu cannot figure out, but Cangmingzi is one of them.

So Zhao Mu is very interested in studying Cangmingzi.

But this matter is not urgent. The most important thing at present is to solve the problem of the beehive first.

As for Cangmingzi... Zhao Mu does not think that he will leave so easily.

The old Taoist priest with a ghostly mind should be hiding somewhere now, spying on this place secretly, right?