Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

"How dare a good person be deceived?"

Fan Wujiu sneered and said, "If you really don't dare to deceive our master, and you really follow my master's instructions and keep in touch with the world of immortality, how can you not know the situation in Mangniu Mountain?"

"To tell you the truth, my master was released from seclusion three days ago, and after hearing about the changes in Mangniu Mountain, he contacted his friends in the world of immortality."

"Those friends told our master that a master came to Mangniu Mountain a few years ago. Over the years, he has been inviting masters from all walks of life to come to Mangniu Mountain to accept the selection test."

"Anyone who passes the test can become that master's direct disciple and inherit his mantle."

"And even if you fail the test, the master will give you precious elixirs to create a good relationship."

"My friends from the national master also said that the master in Mangniu Mountain is unfathomable and is probably a strong man in the quasi-god realm, so no one dares to cause trouble."

"If you have really been in contact with the world of immortality in the past two years, how could you not know this information, and how dare you go to the palace to embarrass that Niu Dazhuang?"

"My lord, please forgive me!"

Everyone was so frightened that they knelt on the ground, begging for mercy in horror.

Fan Wujiu was right. They had indeed had no contact with their friends in the world of immortality in the past two years.

Because those friends looked down upon them for coming to the mortal realm to enjoy the royal offerings.

In the past, every time they contacted each other, they would be ridiculed by the other party.

In the past, Fan Wujiu was suppressing them, so even though they felt aggrieved, they had no choice but to contact them and inquire about the news about the world of immortality.

But in the past few years, Fan Wujiu had been in seclusion, and they couldn't bear to be despised all the time, so their contact with them gradually became less and less.

Especially in the past two years, they have not contacted each other even once.

There is no time to cultivate immortality.

They thought that if they didn't contact each other for just a few years, nothing would happen in the world of immortality that would be worth paying attention to.

But he didn't expect that Mangniu Mountain, which suddenly emerged in Lianxing Nu's country, would also cause a huge disturbance in the world of immortality?

If they had known that there might be powerful people in the quasi-god realm in Mangniu Mountain, they would not dare to face Niu Dazhuang today even if they were killed.

Looking at these obedient "minions", Fan Wu Jiu sneered.

"No wonder you, each of you, obviously have better cultivation qualifications than your master, but you have made no progress in your cultivation for many years, and your master has surpassed you."

"Hmph, I just came to a mortal country and was called an immortal master a few times. All of them were fascinated by the worldly wealth and wealth, and lost their determination to make progress."

"It seems that this is the end of your life."

Fan Wu Jiu's scolding made everyone feel angry.

That's right, they just don't have the ambition to make progress, or they are obsessed with the worldly wealth.

But so what?

Is it not good?

With their level of cultivation, they are like a bunch of ants in the world of immortality. They have to lower their eyebrows, bow their heads and talk to people wherever they go.

But when they come to the mortal world, they are immortal masters that everyone respects.

Those powerful ministers who are considered unattainable by ordinary people must be respectful when facing them.

Even the emperor of the dynasty respected them.

Food and wine are served with both hands every day!

The peerless beauty even volunteered herself!

Such a fairy-like life is so wonderful, who cares about the damn world of immortality?

Who cares whether one is making progress in cultivation or not?

However, they did not dare to say such words in front of Fan Wujiu.

After all, this person still controls their life and death.

So everyone begged for mercy again: "Sir, please spare my life. I will never dare to wait again. I will do my best for you!"

"Hmph, each word sounds nicer than the last."

Fan Wu Jiu's eyes were contemptuous.

To be honest, he looked down upon these people in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

He devoted himself to the Tao, and for every breakthrough in cultivation, he put in a hundred times the effort of others, but due to his low qualifications, his progress was always slow.

But what about these people?

These people obviously have better cultivation qualifications than him, but they don't know how to cherish them at all. How can they make him not angry?

If the qualifications of these people were given to him, he would probably not be where he is now.

But what's the point of being angry anymore?

He couldn't transplant the qualifications of these people into himself. He could only watch these people go to waste, but there was nothing he could do.

Fan Wujiu shook his head and asked, "When you left the palace, did your Majesty have any instructions?"

"Reporting to the Imperial Preceptor, His Majesty said that if you come out of seclusion, you should go see her immediately."

The old monk replied while carefully observing Fan Wujiu's expression.

But Fan Wujiu's face was expressionless and he said coldly: "Ignore her. If she asks again, you can just say that our master has not left isolation yet."

"Yes, Master National Preceptor!"

The old monk did not dare to refute and quickly agreed.

Fan Wujiu shook his head: "Okay, you can go back to the Imperial Master's Mansion. Everything should be business as usual. Don't let His Majesty notice anything, especially don't let her know that I left."

"Master Imperial Master, where are you going?" the old monk asked.

"Mangniushan!"

"Mangniushan?"

Everyone looked at each other and said, "Master Imperial Master, what are you doing there? Are you going to help His Majesty find out the news?"

"Just take it as such."

Fan Wujiu waved his hand: "Okay, let's all go. If anything happens to Lianxing Girl Country again, please send me a message immediately."

"Yes, Master Imperial Master."

Everyone agreed and then got up and left.

Watching their figures gradually fade away, Fan Wujiu sneered and turned to look in the direction of the Ten Thousand Bandits Mountain.

He was going to Mangniu Mountain, but of course not to gather information, but to find opportunities.

The ups and downs from childhood to adulthood made him understand a truth very early on, that there is no such thing as a pie in the sky in this world, and any opportunity needs to be actively sought.

So he was a beggar despised by everyone, but he dared to participate in the disciple-recruiting conference of the Holy Artifact Sect;

So although he was expelled from the Holy Artifact Sect, he never gave up on himself, but instead made progress for many years and never gave up any opportunity;

So although his qualifications were not high, his cultivation had surpassed those geniuses in the eyes of others.

So this time, when he heard that there was a master in Mangniu Mountain recruiting disciples, he made up his mind to give it a try.

He knew very well that with his qualifications, the chance of passing the selection of that master was very slim.

He also knew very well that with his identity as the national teacher of Lianxing Women's Country, he might not be welcomed by Mangniu Mountain, and might even be expelled.

But he was unwilling to give up.

Even if there is only a one in a million chance to pass the selection of the master, he must try.

In his opinion, this may be his chance to change his fate.

So even if he loses his life for it, he will fight hard.

Death is not scary!

The most scary thing is that you have never fought for what you want at all costs.

Fan Wujiu looked determined, suddenly soared into the air, and flew his sword straight into the distant sky.

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