Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

"Okay, the little woman can only do her best."

Ruan Bikong nodded, sat down cross-legged directly in the hall, and started to run the backlight floating shadow.

Zhao Mu waved his hand gently and placed a layer of restrictions around them to separate the two of them from the mortals worshiping in the hall.

I saw that as soon as those mortals approached the two of them, they would turn around and avoid them.

But ordinary people can't notice it themselves, they just think that they are still walking in a straight line.

"By the way, I remember that your reflection can be made invisible to the person being deduced, right?"

Zhao Mu suddenly asked.

"Yes, it can be done, but the mana consumed will increase exponentially." Ruan Bikong answered.

"It doesn't matter. If your magic power is not enough, I can help you, but you have to ensure that no one who appears in the flash of light today will notice that they are being deduced."

"Okay, as long as Lord Mingzun helps, this won't be a problem."

Ruan Bikong seemed very confident.

At this time, a ball of light appeared in front of her, and the light contained a faint charm of cause and effect.

Zhao Mu secretly praised that, as expected, after Ruan Bikong stepped into the threshold of the path of cause and effect, his innate magical powers also increased.

At this moment, he could clearly feel the power of the reflected light and floating shadow, moistening things and immersing them into the surrounding heaven and earth cause and effect, and the degree of penetration was extremely deep.

Zhao Mu remembered that when he was in Huangshuiquan, Ruan Bikong's floating shadow did not have such ability.

For example, some secrets have been deliberately concealed by the relevant parties using spells, and are hidden under other secrets.

The original reflected light can only reveal the heavenly secrets used to cover it from the outside, but cannot see the hidden heavenly secrets.

But now, Zhao Mu discovered that the reflection of light had revealed many hidden secrets in this world.

"But it's still not enough. What I want to see is something deeper. It seems I still have to help you."

Zhao Mu had no intention of using his magic power directly.

He squeezed the Jingmen Immortal Forbidden City, causing the power of heaven and earth to slowly pour into Ruan Bikong's body.

In an instant, the reflected light flow spread to the entire hall.

The mortals who were worshiping around them disappeared, and time in the hall seemed to start to reverse and go backwards.

Zhao Mu saw that a few years ago, masters from all major sects gathered in the main hall, preparing to plot the secret realm of the Eight Desolations;

Seeing Dao Lingzi in this hall, he told Dongyangzi to use Yuyangzi and Yuzhenzi to go to Chisong City to capture Xiao Jinyun's soul;

He also saw that Dao Lingzi was in seclusion in this hall, using the near-god compass to constantly deduce the future he saw.

Until time flows back to one day many years ago.

On this day, Dao Lingzi was sitting cross-legged alone in the hall practicing, and there was no sound around him.

At this moment, the entire hall suddenly became blurry, as if there were countless mist floating in the air, hazy.

These fogs entered Dao Lingzi's body silently, causing Dao Lingzi's consciousness to completely sink into a dream, unable to extricate himself.

Suddenly, a hand appeared out of thin air in the mist, and slowly reached into Dao Lingzi's head from behind.

This scene is so similar, it is exactly the same as when the Prophet Holy Emperor tampered with Guan Wannian's memory in the Southern Territory.

"I want to see if it's you?"

Zhao Mu snorted coldly, and an even greater power of heaven and earth surged in, pouring into Ruan Bikong's body.

"uh-huh!"

Ruan Bikong's face turned pale, his chest heaved violently, and it seemed as if a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.

Zhao Mu stopped suddenly: "Can't you hold on anymore?"

"It's okay, I can hold on, but I'm afraid it won't last too long."

Ruan Bikong shook his head.

"Okay, then just hold on a little longer, it will be soon."

Zhao Mu continued to mobilize the power of heaven and earth to help Ruan Bikong strengthen the power of the floating shadow.

Ruan Bikong gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain his magical power.

The image changed again, and the hand that reached into Dao Lingzi's head began to extend backwards, gradually revealing his arms, shoulders, chest and head.

A kind-faced old man's face appeared in Zhao Mu's sight. He was indeed the Prophet of the Holy Emperor.

"It's really him."

Zhao Mu's eyes narrowed, and he was glad to have borrowed Ruan Bikong's reflection instead of deducing Dao Lingzi himself.

In fact, a few years ago, when I discovered that Dao Lingzi's head had been tampered with, it was not that I didn't think about deducing Dao Lingzi myself.

And with the ability of the artifact Hun Tianji, combined with other means, it shouldn't be difficult to deduce it.

But in the end, Zhao Mu himself did not take action, because at that time, he suddenly had a feeling in his heart, as if if he performed it himself, something he did not want to see would probably happen.

After walking in the world of immortality for so many years, Zhao Mu has never dared to ignore the warning signs of his own whims.

So not only did he not perform the deduction himself, he also did not use his incarnation. Instead, he asked the Northern Territory Mingzun to find Ruan Bikong.

Because there is a shortcoming in the destiny deduction of immortal cultivators, that is, unless the deducer's cultivation level far exceeds that of the person being deduced, it is difficult to ensure that the latter will not notice it.

But Ruan Bikong's reflection is different. This kind of gifted magical power is extremely secretive.

Ruan Bikong's cultivation level does not need to be much higher than that of the person being deduced. Even if he is weaker than the opponent, as long as he is not too weak, he can ensure that the other party cannot detect that he is being deduced.

And if Zhao Mu is assisted by the power of the Northern Territory Mingzun, then as long as Ruan Bikong is not deducing the gods in the world, I believe the other party will not notice it.

And this is exactly what Zhao Mu needs.

Now it seems that this choice is indeed correct.

Since the matter involves the Prophet Saint Emperor, the time looper, the more secretive the deduction is, the greater the advantage will be.

After all, it is the kingly way to do things without thinking.

At this time, in the afterglow, the Prophet Saint Emperor seemed to have done what he wanted to do, so his palm withdrew from Dao Lingzi's head, and then the whole person disappeared silently.

From beginning to end, Dao Lingzi did not notice anything unusual.

The hall returned to silence, and the fog gradually dissipated.

After a while, Dao Lingzi, who was practicing, slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of confusion flashed in the depths of his pupils.

"Strange, what happened to me just now, why did I see those strange images?"

Dao Lingzi wondered: "Is that a dream? No, that's not right, dreams can't be as clear as if they really happened."

"If it's not a dream, then is it the future that I saw?"

Dao Lingzi's face became solemn, because in that future, he was killed by someone.

"Who are those who killed me, and how far into the future will it happen?"

"Also, what is the origin of that secret realm? It seems that none of the treasures hidden in it are ordinary. If any of them were taken out, it would probably cause a stir in the world of immortal cultivation, right?"

"The most important thing is, why did I suddenly touch the secret of heaven and see a corner of the future?"