Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

After settling the matter of the white fox, Zhao Mu picked up the Tianji Compass and looked at the black dragon and turtle spirit.

"This is the Tianji Compass, a magic weapon of the heavenly level. It currently belongs to Sansheng Chanyuan. It also contains the spiritual thoughts of a master of Sansheng Chanyuan."

"With my current cultivation, it is impossible to forcibly remove his spiritual thoughts. Is there any way you can help me get rid of his spiritual thoughts?"

Zhao Mu asked.

The two of them came closer and sensed the divine thoughts in the Tianji Compass.

The black dragon pondered for a moment and said: "There is no way, but it may take a long time, maybe hundreds of years."

"It doesn't matter how long it takes, as long as the spiritual thoughts can be eliminated. After all, only then can I make it recognize its master again."

Zhao Mu said casually that the last thing he cared about was time.

"Okay, that's easy to handle."

The black dragon smiled and said: "In this case, have you ever heard of the Mortal Blood Spirit-Destroying Technique?"

Zhao Mu recalled: "I seem to have seen it in a book. It is a spell that uses human blood and popularity to destroy powerful spiritual bodies."

"It is said that as long as enough humans are gathered and their blood and aura are used, even ten thousand-year-old evil spirits can be destroyed using the Mortal Blood Spirit Extinguishing Technique?"

"Yes, the power of mortal blood and spirit-killing techniques is indeed related to the number of human beings gathered."

Black Dragon nodded and explained.

"In fact, it's not just the spiritual body, but also the spiritual thoughts of the immortal cultivators. Theoretically, if you can gather a hundred thousand people and extract part of their blood and popularity, you can wipe out the spiritual thoughts in this Tianji Compass."

"Because humans are a very special kind of life. Their bodies inherently contain the laws of heaven and earth, but they just don't know it."

"And the mortal blood spirit annihilation technique is to use the laws of heaven and earth in human beings to destroy the spiritual thoughts of spirit bodies and immortal cultivators."

"However, too much blood and popularity can be gathered at once. Although it can wipe out the spiritual thoughts in an instant, it will definitely alarm the owner of the spiritual thoughts and let the other party follow the induction to find him."

"Presumably, you don't want that master to find you, right?"

Black Jiao looked at Zhao Mu.

"Of course we can't let him come to us. After all, I'm no match for him now." Zhao Mu shook his head.

"Then we'll have to rely on trickery."

The black dragon continued with a smile: "In this way, after you leave here, you will find a mortal with prosperous descendants, store the heavenly compass in his body, and at the same time set up the mortal blood and spirit-killing technique."

"In this way, the Mortal Blood Spirit Extinguishing Technique can continuously draw out the blood and human energy in his body, and slowly destroy the divine thoughts in the Tianji Compass at a slow and imperceptible speed."

"If that person dies, the Mortal Blood Spirit-Destroying Technique and the Heavenly Compass will automatically transfer to one of his descendants and continue the original process."

"If it is passed down from generation to generation, one day, the divine thoughts in the Tianji Compass will be completely wiped out, but the owner of the divine thoughts will not be aware of it at all."

"Can it still be done like this?"

Zhao Mu was surprised.

He had to sigh again, the methods of immortal cultivators are indeed endless.

He can actually use the inheritance of mortals to wipe out the spiritual thoughts of powerful people. This method is really only imaginable and impossible.

Zhao Mu smiled and said: "Okay, then teach me the mortal blood and spirit-killing technique. Are there any requirements for the mortal who performs the technique?"

"Yes, as I just said, it is best to have enough descendants."

Black Dragon explained: "Because the mortal blood spirit-killing technique can only be passed down among blood relatives, you need to ensure that the mortal you choose will not be the successor. Do you understand?"

"Understand that if you have enough descendants, there will be no possibility of death."

Zhao Mu nodded.

Next, he learned the mortal blood and spirit-killing technique from the black dragon, and then let the three of them return to the Immortal Mansion and leave the underground palace.

Fifty years have passed.

During the Jin Dynasty, there were not many changes among the people, but there were quite a few changes in the court.

Those officials who once scolded Fang Qiu in the court were almost replaced. It can be said that a new generation replaced the old ones.

Of course, the emperor sitting on the throne has naturally been replaced a long time ago.

When Zhao Mu first returned to the Jin Dynasty, the Yongchang Emperor he met failed to live forever and died.

However, Chi Yunzi, the national advisor appointed by Emperor Yongchang, is still in the position of national advisor today.

However, I heard that this person seemed to be dying soon. Many people said that the end of the Imperial Master's life should be in these days.

Beijing.

It was noon at this time, and the streets were crowded with pedestrians and very lively.

Zhao Mu was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a fly whisk in his hand, walking leisurely among the crowd.

A strong aroma of wine wafted from a restaurant on the roadside.

"Good wine."

Zhao Mu turned around and saw that it was a three-story attic with the words "Yipinxiang" written on the plaque.

Zhao Mu had never seen this restaurant before, and it must have been opened in the past fifty years. However, to be able to open such a large restaurant in the capital, its owner must have a distinguished identity.

His drinking bug got the better of him, so he simply walked in, planning to have a drink before thinking about other things.

"Hello, Chief Taoist!"

A waiter immediately came up to him: "Did the Taoist priest come alone?"

"Well, second brother, do you still have a private room?"

"Yes, please, please come with the Taoist priest."

Xiao Shi was very attentive and immediately led Zhao Mu upstairs.

Arriving at a private room, Zhao Mu ordered food, and then said: "Let's take these first. The most important thing is to give the poor Taoist the best wine you have here and put it on the five altars first."

"Five altars?"

The waiter was surprised: "Master, our wine is strong. Ordinary people get drunk in less than three bowls, let alone drinking from a jar."

"And five jars, let alone whether the wine is strong or not, even my stomach can't hold it."

"Hehe, brother Xiaoer, just serve the wine. It's my business whether you can drink it or not. Take the silver first. If you don't have enough, come to me again."

Zhao Mu said, and threw a large ingot of silver directly.

"Okay, then wait a moment."

The waiter took the silver and left the private room immediately.

Zhao Mu opened the window, moved a chair to sit in front of the window, leaned on the windowsill and looked out.

I saw that the streets outside the restaurant were busy with cars and people, and the desires of the world were constantly rising from the crowd and shrouding the sky above the capital.

"It is worthy of being the best place in the country. The desires of the world in this capital are really strong. It seems that I have to stay here for a while."

Zhao Mu said softly.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound from the private room next door.

It seemed that quite a few people entered the private room next door.

After a while, the waiter brought people to carry food and wine into the room.

Zhao Mu sat back at the table and asked, "Little Second Brother, who is in the private room next door? It's a bit noisy?"

"Forgive me, Taoist Priest Tan Tai has booked the private room next door today and is entertaining several colleagues and old friends. If you think it's noisy, how about I help you change a room?"

"That's not necessary. I'm not that hypocritical."

Zhao Mu smiled and shook his head and said, "By the way, the Prime Minister Tan Tai you are talking about is Tan Tai Chongguang, the number one scholar fifty years ago?"

"Who else could it be besides him?"

The waiter replied, "Our Prime Minister Tan Tai, after returning from mourning for three years, has been promoted all the way, his official career has been smooth, and he finally became the left prime minister."

"Recently, the Prime Minister felt that he was old, so he resigned from his post with His Majesty. After gathering with several colleagues and old friends today, he will return to his hometown to enjoy his old age."

"I see, OK, thank you, Little Second Brother."

Zhao Mu bowed.

"You are too polite, Taoist priest."

After the waiter returned the greeting, he led his men out.