Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

"What, you still have the ability to make a comeback?"

Zhao Mu spoke calmly.

"Hmph, I admit that you are very smart, and you can actually make me fall into the trap you set without realizing it."

"But how long can you trap Pindao?"

Monk Jie Chi sneered: "A master above the soul refining realm can break free from this restriction, but the poor monk has been in the sea of ​​suffering for many years, and he will be able to break through to the soul refining realm in at most a hundred years."

"Huh, since I can't leave, then the poor monk will meditate here for a hundred years. After a hundred years, he will still be free, but what about you?"

Monk Jie Chi's fat face was full of a sinister smile: "I'm afraid you still don't know the most mysterious thing about this Tianji Compass. Let me tell you, its real attack method is to deprive the opponent of vitality and accelerate the passage of lifespan."

"Are you at the Life Palace realm? The Life Palace realm only has a maximum lifespan of five hundred years. How many years have you already lived? How many years are left now?"

"Two hundred years?"

"Or three hundred years?"

"Although the poor monk is now imprisoned and his control over the Heavenly Compass is much weaker, it can still speed up the passage of your life by ten times."

"That is to say, in twenty or thirty years, you will usher in the five declines of heaven and human beings in advance, and you will definitely die by then."

"So it turns out that the Tianji Compass can speed up the passage of life? This is really a good treasure. Then let's see who dies first."

Zhao Mu smiled meaningfully, and then stopped paying attention to the other party.

He closed his eyes and started to communicate with the nine-color glass lamp again by running the "Great Sun Canglong Temple".

Since there is no way to leave in a short time, then don't waste time and continue to decipher the secret of the nine-color glass lamp.

If Monk Jie Chi can really break through the Soul Refining Realm and break free from his imprisonment a hundred years later, then the Nine-Colored Glazed Lamp may be his chance to truly turn defeat into victory.

Why is this guy not panicking at all?

Seeing Zhao Mu's calm look, Monk Jie Chi was filled with doubts, wondering if Zhao Mu had any other trump cards?

After all, this kid is so cunning.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the sky above the round table trembled slightly, and the bright nine-color light spread out and enveloped the entire underground palace.

In the light, a glass lamp rotates slowly, magnificent and wonderful.

"This is……"

Monk Jie Chi suddenly opened his eyes: "What a powerful aura. What kind of magic weapon is this? I'm afraid it is much more powerful than the heaven-level magic weapon?"

"Could it be that this is his trump card?"

Monk Jie Chi suddenly looked at Zhao Mu: "Xiao Niubi, do you want to refine this magic weapon and use it to deal with the poor monk?"

Seeing that Zhao Mu didn't answer.

He sneered and said: "Haha, you are still too young after all. With your cultivation level, it will probably take fifty or sixty years to refine such a powerful magic weapon. But can you survive until that time?"

"What, you don't want to talk to the poor monk?"

"Huh, okay, let's try it out and see whether the poor monk breaks through the soul refining realm first, or you refine this magic weapon first."

"I can tell you with certainty that you will not win this bet!"

After the monk Jie Chi finished speaking, he closed his eyes and began to practice wholeheartedly.

At the same time, he activated the Tianji Compass again, and suddenly a strange force surged out from the compass and penetrated into Zhao Mu's body and flesh.

At this moment, Zhao Mu could clearly feel that his life force began to drain away rapidly, at least ten times faster than the normal speed.

"This celestial compass is indeed mysterious."

Zhao Mu was not nervous, he just opened his eyes and looked at the Tianji Compass, then closed his eyes and continued to communicate with the nine-color glass lamp.

In addition to the nine-colored glass lamp, he suddenly became interested in the Tianji Compass.

If I don't get such a good treasure, wouldn't I be sorry for the money-giving boy Jie Chi?

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Mu's mouth.

The battle in the Northern Territory two thousand years ago reappeared in front of his eyes, and Zhao Mu turned into a nine-color glass lamp again.

Same fight!

Same scene!

Even what those people said was exactly the same.

This time Zhao Mu was mentally prepared and no longer looked at the big picture, but focused on some details.

He believes that the answers lie in these details.

However, the area involved in this war is too large, and there are countless monks involved. If you want to see all the details, it may not be possible in a short time.

But Zhao Mu was not panicked.

Things have to be done step by step, panic will not solve the problem.

No matter how many details there are, as long as you carefully observe everything, you will eventually be able to crack the secret one day.

Time passed by so quickly.

Under the influence of the Tianji Compass, one day passed by Zhao Mu was equivalent to ten days for others.

Therefore, his face continued to age at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a daze, fifteen years passed.

But for Zhao Mu, one hundred and fifty years have passed.

I saw that his face now had many wrinkles, and even his hair had turned gray.

Aging clearly emerged on him.

However, Zhao Mu's fifteen years were not in vain.

Zhao Mu has seen the battle scene constructed by the nine-color glazed lamps countless times in the past fifteen years.

He knew every detail of it, and this allowed him to finally find the secret hidden in the nine-color glass lamp.

Zhao Mu discovered very early that during that battle, the nine-colored glass lamp seemed to be always there, stimulating the desires in the monks' hearts.

And all the desires turned into human desires, and were finally quietly absorbed by the nine-color glass lamp.

But what Zhao Mu didn't notice before was that when the nine-color glazed lamp was absorbing the desires of the mortal world, it seemed to be discerning the purity of those desires at the same time.

If the guess is correct, the nine-colored glass lamp is trying to determine who is suitable to be its master by identifying desires.

In addition, Zhao Mu also discovered a problem.

When the Nine-Colored Glazed Lamp discerned desires, it directly abandoned the desires of those powerful monks.

It seems that it doesn't like someone who is too powerful to become its own master.

"Interesting. Is it because you don't choose someone who is too powerful because you are afraid that you will be completely controlled by the other party?"

Zhao Mu murmured to himself.

"Calf Nose, are you awake?"

The voice of the monk Jie Chi came suddenly.

Zhao Mu opened his eyes and looked over: "Old Bald Donkey, the aura on your body has become stronger. It seems that there is hope for breaking through to the Soul Refining Realm?"

"Of course, the poor monk has long said that he will definitely step into soul refining within a hundred years, but you..."

Monk Jie Chi looked at Zhao Mu mockingly: "It's only been fifteen years, but you have already grown so old. The poor monk doubts whether you can survive another fifteen years."

"It's a pity. With your qualifications, you had the opportunity to step into the sea of ​​suffering, but the thirty years in the desperate forest delayed your best opportunity to practice."

"Speaking of which, I, Sansheng Chanyuan, should be considered your enemy, but unfortunately, you will never have a chance to take revenge, hahahaha..."

The monk Jie Chi laughed happily.

He is now extremely looking forward to seeing the day when Zhao Mu dies.

I believe that picture must be very interesting.

"Really? Haha, maybe one day, your entire Sansheng Chanyuan will be ruined in my hands. It's a pity that you won't be able to see that day."

Zhao Mu looked indifferent and closed his eyes again.

"Huh, if you still keep your mouth shut, I'm just waiting to see you die of old age."

Monk Jie Chi sneered.