Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Outside Jinyue City.

The huge city wall is like a natural moat, separating the inside and outside of the city into two worlds.

Outside the city, the wilderness is dark, wild beasts are roaring, and lonely souls are hiding.

But inside the city, it is a world of fireworks, peaceful and harmonious.

Suddenly, under the tall city wall, three figures silently passed through the wall and walked into the dark wilderness.

These three people are naturally Zhao Mu, Black Dog Xiaotian and Liang Ping.

"Xiaotian, you are a little late."

Zhao Mu casually took out a wine gourd, took a sip and said.

"Hehe, don't blame me, my lord, I left the Hanhai Continent and rushed here after receiving your message, but I met a few blind people on the way, which delayed me a little."

Xiaotian stared at the wine gourd in Zhao Mu's hand and grinned.

"Really? Who dares to set their sights on you?"

"Just a few casual cultivators who want to take me as their spiritual pet. Can I agree to this? I, Xiaotian, have a master."

"What did you do to them?"

"Don't worry, Master. I don't eat people. I just destroyed their cultivation. But losing their cultivation is probably more unacceptable to them than being eaten by me."

Xiaotian laughed, his eyes still staring at the wine gourd, drooling.

Zhao Mu shook his head and took out another wine gourd and threw it over: "Okay, drink it, but don't get drunk, we still have to hurry."

"Hahaha, thank you Master, don't worry, my alcohol tolerance is not boasting."

Xiaotian held the wine gourd with his magic power and drank it with a gulp, looking very skilled.

Liang Ping next to him looked curiously.

He had not seen many immortal cultivators, let alone monsters, so he was very interested in Xiaotian at this moment.

Gulp!

It took Xiaotian a stick of incense to finally finish the gourd of wine.

Liang Ping's eyes twitched.

The gourd was obviously a magic weapon. The space inside could hold a pond of wine, but the black dog actually drank it all.

He looked at Xiaotian's still flat stomach. Could it be that there was a storage space inside?

Huh...

Suddenly a breeze blew, and Xiaotian's half-human-high body swelled up, and in the blink of an eye, it became as majestic as a tall horse.

But the expression on his face was very wretched, and he said flatteringly: "Master, are you tired? Otherwise, how about riding on my back? I'll carry you?"

While speaking, his eyes were still fixed on the wine gourd in Zhao Mu's hand.

Liang Ping was too embarrassed to look at it, and suddenly regretted calling the other party uncle.

This guy really didn't care about his face to ask for wine.

Zhao Mu was also at a loss for words, and jumped onto Xiaotian's back and lay down comfortably.

Then he took out another wine gourd and threw it in front of Xiaotian's mouth: "Take it easy. If you get drunk, I will leave you on the roadside."

"Don't worry, my lord. I can't get drunk even if you give me three more gourds."

Xiaotian laughed loudly, and once again held the wine gourd with his magic power and drank it happily.

But the wine gourd he had just finished drinking was called back by Zhao Mu, and a flame emerged from his palm and began to refine it.

The hot flame continued to burn, and Zhao Mu flicked his fingers and carved the formations into the gourd one by one.

After a while, the raging fire went out, and the wine gourd had been refined again, turning into a small gourd that was only the size of a thumb and seemed to be made of jade.

Zhao Mu threw it casually and threw it to Liang Ping: "Take it."

Liang Ping quickly caught the small gourd, and suddenly felt his whole body sink, as if a huge rock was pressing on his body.

At the same time, some strange power continued to flow out of the small gourd, entering his body and making his magic power sluggish.

"Master, what is this?" Liang Ping was puzzled.

"It's just a little trick to help you practice."

Zhao Mu waved his hand and said casually: "From today on, whether you are walking, eating, practicing or sleeping, you must not leave this gourd."

"When you can carry it without feeling the slightest bit of heaviness, and the mana in your body can flow smoothly, tell me and I will refine it for you again."

"Practicing in this way can make your foundation more solid, and the speed of cultivation will also be faster. Don't be lazy, understand?"

"Yes, Master, I understand."

Liang Ping heard the words and immediately hung the gourd around his waist carefully.

This is a thing that can help you practice, so you naturally have to carry it with you all the time.

"Master, which direction should we go next?"

Xiaotian asked in a muffled voice while drinking.

Zhao Mu felt the connection with Xiao Jinyun in the dark, and pointed to the sky in front of him on the right: "Over there."

"Okay!"

Xiaotian immediately adjusted the direction and ran towards the mountain road over there.

Liang Ping followed closely, using his magic power to resist the suppression of the small gourd, and practiced.

He asked curiously: "Master, don't we need to follow the master's wife? If we are hanging at such a long distance like now, will we be too late to rush over if something happens?"

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Mu said calmly: "The souls of people who have disintegrated and re-cultivated are shrouded by the power of disintegration and the power of heavenly cause and effect. Ordinary immortal cultivators can't see them at all, nor can they deduce them."

"Only those above the quasi-god realm, or some people with special magic weapons, magical powers and spells, can detect the existence of disintegrated souls."

"People who can't detect it will naturally not pose a threat to those who have disintegrated and re-cultivated."

"And those who can detect it will generally not take action against it unless there is a deep hatred. This is also a customary rule in the world of immortal cultivation."

"We are all immortal cultivators. No one can guarantee whether he or someone close to him will disintegrate and cultivate again in the future."

"So for some rules, people usually don't take the initiative to break them. Otherwise, if you break the rules today, others can't break the rules for you in the future?"

"More importantly, people who disintegrate and cultivate again usually have protectors."

"It's easy to attack the soul of a disintegrated and cultivated soul, but how can you be sure that you can afford to offend the protectors and forces behind the other party?"

"Of course, even if there are really blind people who dare to attack your master's wife, it's nothing. The master has been prepared for a long time, and this distance is nothing."

Seeing his master's calm expression, Liang Ping was relieved.

The master is more worried about the master's wife than himself, so since the master said that there is nothing wrong, then it is really nothing.

Liang Ping smiled and looked back at the Jinyue City that had been left far behind.

The city was almost completely submerged in the darkness, with only a few fireworks flickering like stars to let people know that it was still there.

The hometown is far away, and the road ahead is unknown!

I don’t know if Jinyue City will still exist when I come back next time?

Liang Ping shook his head gently, his eyes became firm, so he quickened his pace and followed Xiaotian into the deep night.

From afar, it seemed that someone was heard saying: "Master, do you have any more wine?"

"Of course there is, keep it!"

"Haha, it turns out that my little nephew is also a wine lover, come on, uncle toasts you!"

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