Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Red flames swept through his body, completely wrapping Zhao Mu inside, and the scorching temperature even made the ground begin to melt.

Mu Xinzhi was extremely proud, waiting for Zhao Mu to be burned to ashes like Liang Kun.

But after waiting for a long time, he saw that Zhao Mu was still unscathed, but his expression was as if he was enjoying a hot spring bath.

"You...are you okay?"

Mu Xinzhi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What do you think can happen to me, being burned to death by you? Sorry, your flames are not enough for me."

Zhao Mu smiled calmly, and as soon as he finished speaking, a bright golden light suddenly erupted from his body.

Although this golden light was not a flame, the temperature it emitted was higher than Mu Xinzhi's flame.

"ah……"

Mu Xinzhi screamed, and his spirit body was actually burned by Zhao Mu's golden light.

He was extremely frightened and immediately withdrew: "How is it possible that you actually have such hot power?"

"No, since you are not afraid of the poor monk's flames at all, why didn't you personally test it on the altar earlier and let Liang Kun control Sima Tongsheng to approach the poor monk's flames?"

"Why should I test it myself and expose my trump card?"

Zhao Mu chuckled: "In an unfamiliar environment, exposing one's trump card easily is the same as seeking death. For example, if you encounter an insidious guy like you, how can you save your life without a trump card?"

"Am I insidious? Which one of us is insidious?"

Mu Xinzhi gritted his teeth: "But it doesn't matter. Even if the poor monk can't kill you, you can't leave alive."

"Confined here well, you will be imprisoned until death. The poor monk is waiting for your body to perish and your soul to fly away."

Mu Xinzhi laughed proudly, turned around and rushed towards Sima Tongsheng's body.

Seeing him coming, the black dragon and the turtle spirit retreated in unison, obviously not preparing to conflict with Mu Xinzhi head-on.

"You are very wise. The flames of the poor monk are the best at restraining demons. If you dare to stop them, the poor monk can kill your souls in an instant."

Mu Xinzhi sneered sternly, not paying attention to the black dragon and the turtle spirit at all.

Of course, he was not prepared to let the two of them go.

After seizing Sima Tongsheng's body, he would not let another living person remain in the underground palace.

Mu Xinzhi stretched out his right index finger and touched Sima Tongsheng's eyebrows, intending to completely transfer his spirit body into the corpse.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that the black dragon and the turtle spirit were looking at him as if they were a fool.

"Why do you think so much of the poor monk? Are you really not afraid that the poor monk will kill you now?" he shouted angrily.

"hehe."

Turtle Spirit sneered: "Uncle Turtle, I've seen countless people, but this is the first time I've seen someone as stupid as you."

"I would like to advise you, next time you scheme against someone else, you'd better make sure first whether you have successfully schemed before you fall out, otherwise..."

"What's the meaning?"

Mu Xinzhi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly there was a warning sign in his heart, and he retreated almost instinctively.

boom!

The next moment, a huge copper seal fell from the sky and severely pressed Sima Tongsheng's body.

"don't want……"

Mu Xinzhi's eyes were about to burst and he screamed like crazy.

Sima Tongsheng's immortal body has long been regarded by him as his own. If it is destroyed, where will he find such a powerful, incorruptible body in the future?

"Chu Ying, do you dare to destroy my body?"

Mu Xinzhi turned around suddenly and looked at the round table angrily, but was stunned.

Because there was no figure of Zhao Mu at the round table at this time.

Where did he go?

Mu Xinzhi looked around in panic, and suddenly a shadow appeared out of thin air ten feet in front of him.

The phantom walked toward him step by step, and with every step it took, it became reality.

When he was still three feet away from him, the phantom finally turned into reality. It was Zhao Mu who was supposed to be imprisoned.

"You...how could you escape from imprisonment?"

Mu Xinzhi felt as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes widened in horror.

"Didn't you say that? That restriction can only imprison the entity, so as long as I make my body virtual, I can naturally escape."

Zhao Mu smiled lightly.

Body weakened?

Mu Xinzhi was stunned, unable to believe that such a method existed in the world.

It's obviously a body of flesh and blood, but it can actually become insubstantial?

Could it be that this is the method of immortal cultivators?

He was frightened in his heart and subconsciously stepped back, wanting to stay away from Zhao Mu.

"I didn't expect you to have such a method. Okay, I'll admit defeat."

It is said that those who know the current affairs are heroes.

Mu Xinzhi obviously knew this well. When he saw that things were not good for him, he immediately surrendered and begged for mercy.

"Chu Ying, it was wrong to calculate that you are a poor monk just now, but please consider the relationship between me and your master. If you let the poor monk go today, the poor monk will definitely be rewarded generously in the future."

"Do you know his master?" Guiling asked curiously.

"Yes, I have been friends with his master for many years."

Mu Xinzhi said half truthfully: "The poor monk was born with blocked meridians when he was a child and was unable to practice martial arts. It was Mr. Zhao Jinyan who had to take action to open up his meridians and embark on martial arts."

"Later, when the poor monk grew up, he helped Mr. Zhao more than once in order to repay his kindness when he was a child. The poor monk even saved his life."

Mu Xinzhi looked at Zhao Mu: "Chu Ying, there are some things that your master may not have told you. In fact, the poor monk and your master have a deep friendship. They even trusted each other with their lives."

"So, for the sake of Mr. Zhao, please don't worry about what happened just now, okay?"

Zhao Mu almost burst out laughing.

Why doesn't he remember that Mu Xinzhi once saved his life?

What's the deep friendship that he can trust his life to?

I helped Mu Xinzhi open up his meridians just because I thought the little monk was interesting.

Later, when Mu Xinzhi grew up, he didn't have much interaction with him.

Even if he asked him to help, he gave him benefits. To put it bluntly, it was just a deal.

Where did the deep friendship come from?

If Zhao Jinyan and Chu Ying were really master and apprentice, they might have been deceived by Mu Xinzhi's words.

After all, no matter how good the master and apprentice are, the master can't tell the apprentice everything in his life.

If the apprentice is kind-hearted, when he can't figure out whether what Mu Xinzhi said is true or not, he may really let Mu Xinzhi go for the sake of the master's kindness.

But Mu Xinzhi could never have thought that Zhao Jinyan and Chu Ying were actually the same person.

The lie he told was a joke in front of Zhao Mu.

Zhao Mu raised his hand, and the Heaven-Swallowing Jade Bottle appeared in his palm, with a strong suction force spreading from the mouth of the bottle.

"What are you going to do? Don't you really care about the friendship between your master and me?"

Mu Xinzhi was shocked and didn't understand what was wrong?

Why did Zhao Mu seem to not believe him at all and act without hesitation?

The suction force of the Heaven-Swallowing Jade Bottle increased rapidly.

Zhao Mu sneered coldly: "Haha, I'm sure you don't have any deep friendship with my master, so you can die."

"No, you can't kill me."

Mu Xinzhi screamed in horror: "No, you can't kill me at all. My soul is immortal, and you can't wipe out my soul at all..."

But before he could finish his scream, he was sucked directly into the Heaven-Swallowing Jade Bottle by the strong suction...