Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Niu Dazhuang felt that he could not control his body at all.

At this moment, it was as if another person was holding his hand and opening a door.

The room inside the door was very dark. Only a little light coming from the corridor could make the room a little brighter.

Niu Dazhuang felt extremely depressed. He didn't want to enter the room, but his body moved uncontrollably and led him into the room.

boom!

The door was tightly closed behind him, and the only light in the corridor was cut off at this moment, plunging the entire room into darkness.

This pitch black is an absolute darkness that can swallow up any light. Even if you put your hand in front of your eyes, you won't be able to see even a single finger.

It would be fine if there was only darkness, but there was no sound in this room.

What people usually call silence is not actually the absence of any sound, but that people ignore those weak sounds because of some special state of mind.

But the room at this moment was completely silent, without any sound.

This kind of silence even made Niu Dazhuang doubt whether the room he saw before really existed?

Intense loneliness hit his heart, making Niu Dazhuang feel deep in his heart, as if he was out of breath as if a big stone had been pressed down on him.

In addition to loneliness, fear spread in his heart.

He thought of the dog demon and the Taoist priest who knew magic.

The other party's methods are weird. I don't know what he wants to do by putting him in this dark room.

He waited for the other party to make further moves, but there was no change for a long time. It seemed that the other party had forgotten his existence.

This unknown fear made him even more panicked.

And Niu Dazhuang would never notice that a strange fog was spreading in the dark room.

He couldn't sense the existence of the black mist, so he could only inhale the black mist into his body unconsciously with his breathing.

As soon as this black mist entered his body, it began to gradually enhance his senses and emotional fluctuations, making the loneliness and fear in his heart become more and more intense.

Niu Dazhuang had to use his internal strength to try to suppress the changes in his heart.

He turned around and tried to find the door he had just entered, but was even more shocked to find that all he touched was an extremely smooth wall. No matter how hard he rubbed it, he could not find the door at all.

"Where is the door? Where is the door? Stinky Taoist priest, what do you want to do?"

Niu Dazhuang yelled like crazy, but suddenly found that he could not hear his voice at all.

This room seemed to be able to absorb any sound, so that no matter how hard he screamed, not a single sound came out of his mouth.

Such a strange situation made Niu Dazhuang even more frightened.

He had to sit cross-legged on the ground, close his eyes and use his internal energy and mental skills to calm down his emotions as much as possible.

But what Niu Dazhuang didn't know at this moment was that his dozens of bandits were already in the same situation as him.

All the bandits were locked in a dark and silent room, and they were in a state of panic.

But none of them knew that the so-called dark and silent room did not exist at all.

There is a world inside the wooden house.

The huge manor has lush vegetation, the clear lake water ripples with the wind, and the fish swim freely in the lake water. The scenery is beautiful.

In the pavilion by the lake, Zhao Mu sat at the stone table, sipping a pot of good tea.

On the grass in the distance, a plump black puppy was running and tumbling happily, very happy.

This black puppy is, of course, Xiaotian.

Not far in front of Xiaotian, dozens of bandits were standing on the grass at a loss, their eyes dull.

There was obviously nothing around these people, but they all stretched out their hands and kept groping, as if they were touching an invisible wall.

Some of them are already sitting cross-legged on the ground, using their inner strength and mental skills to resist what?

Some were walking around with anxious and uneasy expressions.

Others were shouting hysterically, but no sound came out of their open mouths, which looked very strange.

Xiaotian played for a while, then turned and ran towards the pavilion.

When he came to the pavilion, his little body suddenly swelled and became more than three feet tall. He lay on the ground, spit out a wine gourd from his mouth and drank.

"Lord, how long can they last in this state?"

Xiaotian asked.

Zhao Mu picked up the teapot and poured the freshly brewed tea into the cup.

He said calmly: "Under the influence of the mist of evil intentions, ordinary people will go crazy in as little as half an hour and as long as one or two hours."

"However, these bandits have internal strength, so they can last longer than ordinary people, but no more than three or four days."

"My lord, can't it be longer?" Xiaotian asked again.

"It's probably impossible, but there are no absolutes in this world. If some of these people are determined, they will be able to persist longer."

Zhao Mu chuckled and shook his head: "But if there is someone here who can really persist for more than four days, I wouldn't mind giving him a chance."

"Is there any opportunity for them to step into the path of immortality?"

Xiaotian glanced at Niu Dazhuang and others: "I'm afraid it won't be easy. These people don't have spiritual roots in their bodies, so they don't have the qualifications for the immortal way. I'm afraid they will never be destined for the immortal way."

Zhao Mu smiled and said nothing.

Time flies by like this.

Zhao Mu was right. After the first day, some bandits couldn't stand it anymore.

Their inner breath became disordered, and their opened eyes were full of fear and rage. It was obvious that they would really go crazy if they stayed any longer.

However, Zhao Mu did not intend to drive people crazy, so whenever someone could not bear it, he would remove the restrictions around them.

Those people escaped from the cage, but they did not dare to run at all. They just trembled and collapsed on the ground, looking at their companions who were still in the restrictions next to them in horror.

The state of their companions reminded them of their previous despair in the darkness, so they looked at Zhao Mu in the pavilion in the distance, each with a terrified look, as if they were looking at a devil.

On the first day, there were only a few bandits who could not bear to be released by Zhao Mu after the restrictions were lifted;

On the second day, there were more people, and more than 20 people almost went crazy, but were let go by Zhao Mu;

On the third day, the number of people decreased relatively, with more than ten people;

And on the fourth day, the few remaining people finally could not bear it and escaped from the restrictions before going crazy.

So after four days, the only relatively rational person among the bandits was the big boss Niu Dazhuang.

Xiaotian was surprised to see this: "Master, this bandit leader seems to be pretty good. He has persisted until now and has not fallen into mania?"

"Indeed, he is pretty good."

Zhao Mu nodded. This bandit leader who looks rough on the outside but is actually meticulous on the inside seems to have something.

"Master, how long do you think he can last? Can he last seven or eight days?"

Xiaotian asked curiously, obviously showing a great interest in Niu Dazhuang.

Zhao Mu smiled: "If you want to know, you will know after reading it. I hope he can give me a surprise."

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