Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Above the rough sea, a huge Buddha's palm covered the sky and sun, grabbing hard at Daoyuan.

Before the Buddha's palm fell, the terrifying power had already pushed the surrounding sea area down into an abyss a hundred feet deep.

But in the face of such overwhelming power, Daoyuan just raised his head and ignored it, but continued to walk step by step across the sea.

"This little monk is so calm. He doesn't even take the attack of the Buddha from another world seriously!"

Someone praised.

But some people snorted: "It's not that he doesn't take the Buddha from another world seriously, but he is sure that the Buddha from another world can't kill him. Who wants him to have a good master!"

When everyone heard this, they all felt jealous.

Why don’t you have a master in the domination realm?

Sure enough, when the huge Buddha's palm was less than three hundred feet away from Daoyuan's head.

Suddenly, an equally terrifying power emerged from the deep sea.

The huge waves solidified in an instant.

The next moment, countless huge waves rose into the sky and turned into thick water columns that gathered in the sky and condensed into a male lion.

The lion opened its huge mouth and bit the Buddha's palm in one bite.

"Damn it!"

The angry shout of the Buddha from another world came from the void: "Master Wanyu, have you come to ruin the good deeds of this poor monk again?"

Zhao Mu's voice sounded immediately: "What a joke, if you want to kill Pindao's apprentice, aren't Pindao allowed to take action?"

"He is your apprentice?"

The Buddha from another world was surprised: "Could it be that he is the young monk who ran back from the Eastern Divine Land?"

"Of course it's him!"

Zhao Mu chuckled and said: "Buddha from another world, I think you were stupid in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. Back then, Hua Wuxin chased Dao Yuan and Jian Linglong all the way to the Southern Territory, attracting the attention of countless people on the Zixu Continent, but you didn't even connect them two Don’t you know what he looks like?”

The Buddha from another world was depressed.

He had naturally paid attention to that incident back then, but it was only after the Eternal Holy Lord and Wan Yu Daoist started fighting in the Southern Territory that he devoted some of his energy to watching the fight between the two.

As for Tao Yuan, he really never cared about it.

Because a mere ant that has not even stepped into the quasi-god can't really arouse his interest.

But who would have thought that the Taoist monk who seemed insignificant to him back then would actually have the potential to become the supreme Buddha.

And this little monk is actually the disciple of Taoist Wan Yu?

If he had known this earlier, he would never have thought of using Taoism as a prestige to intimidate the Buddhist and Taoist masters in the Eastern Divine Land.

it's good now.

He failed to establish his power, and the attack he was determined to win was blocked by Taoist Wan Yu.

This is just a slap in the face in public, it’s really frustrating!

"master?"

At this time, Monk Daoyuan turned back and looked in the direction of the Southern Territory.

Zhao Mu's faint voice came again: "Go and continue what you should do. With your teacher here, no one in this world can stop your path."

"Thank you, Master!"

Daoyuan recited Amitabha, bowed and saluted, and then walked towards the sacred land of the Eastern Region again.

This time, his steps were firmer and his Buddha nature seemed to be purer.

"snort!"

The voice of the Buddha from another world echoed across heaven and earth: "Master Wan Yu, do you still dare to let him go to the Eastern Divine Land?"

"Yes, the Southern Territory is your territory, and the poor monk can't do anything to him. But if he goes to the Divine Land of the Eastern Territory, do you think you can still protect him?"

"As long as he dares to step into the Eastern Divine Land, the poor monk will definitely seize his opportunity and kill you, his disciple, with his own hands!"

"Is it?"

Zhao Mu said calmly: "Then when the time comes, it will depend on whether you have the ability to kill him. Pindao... I am looking forward to fighting with you!"

"Okay, okay, I also want to have a fight with you, but I want to see how clever my method is to kill Hua Wuxin!"

The Buddha from another world snorted coldly, and the Buddha's palm in the sky that was bitten by the lion suddenly collapsed and turned into countless golden lights that dissipated between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the huge lion suddenly fell apart after a roar, turning into countless water splashes and falling back into the ocean.

The two masters in the domination realm did not really start a battle, which made all the experts paying attention here a little disappointed.

But the disappointment is temporary.

Everyone knows that as Monk Daoyuan steps into the sacred land of the Eastern Region, the Buddha from another world and the Taoist Wanyu will eventually go to war.

I just don’t know who will win when the time comes?

The Buddha from another world is not a fool. After the death of the Eternal Holy Lord, he will never go to war with Taoist Wan Yu without preparation.

So once the two start fighting, it will definitely be a battle between dragon and tiger!

…

The sacred land of the Eastern Region, Jinyue City.

The overwhelming golden light of Buddha's power gradually dissipated.

But the people were still kneeling down and worshiping, obviously not wanting to miss the last chance to pray to the "immortal".

It wasn't until the incense was almost over that the people in the city gradually stood up and started talking.

on the street.

The people who got up looked at Zhao Mu curiously.

They all saw just now that the Taoist priest of Xuandu never knelt down from the beginning to the end.

Could it be that this Taoist priest doesn’t respect God at all?

It is not a good thing if this is the case, because disrespecting the gods will lead to disaster.

So some people who had been treated by Zhao Mu hesitated to come up and persuade their benefactors to have more respect for the gods and immortals to avoid disaster.

Zhao Mu ignored the others and said to Old Liang: "Old Liang, let's go check on Liang Ping's situation quickly."

Liang Ping is the son of Old Man Liang.

"Okay, Taoist Master, please come with the old man."

Old man Liang responded quickly and led Zhao Mu to continue walking home.

Along the way, Old Man Liang hesitated for a long time, and finally asked: "Taoist Priest, the immortal came to the world just now, why don't you kneel down with everyone? If the immortal sees you disrespecting the gods, won't you just cause disaster?"

"It doesn't matter. If there is an immortal in this world, he must be a broad-minded person. I guess he won't care about this with a poor Taoist."

Zhao Mu said with a smile.

Old Man Liang opened his mouth but could not refute. He felt that the Xuandu Taoist Priest was too courageous. He was not even afraid of being punished by an immortal.

After a while, the two of them walked to a dilapidated private house.

When I opened the door, a stench suddenly hit my face.

This smell is very strange. It is not the smell of ordinary things after being damp, but more like the smell of rotting corpses.

Zhao Mu walked into the house with a normal expression and saw that the room was a little dark.

There was an earthen bed inside the house, and a pale-faced young man was lying on the earthen bed.

This young man was as skinny as wood, his skin was as rough as tree bark, and his breathing between his mouth and nose was so weak that he almost stopped breathing. He looked like a corpse at a glance.

"Taoist Priest, please take a seat first."

Old Man Liang closed the door, as if he couldn't smell the rancid smell in the room at all.

He walked to the table diligently, took a dark cup and filled it with water, intending to bring it to Zhao Mu.

But before he could turn around, his expression changed slightly, he put the cup on the table again, and then calmly picked up a piece of fingernail from the table.