Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Ten days passed quickly.

That day, Zhao Mu was listening to music in the courtesan's yard.

He lay on a recliner, holding the white fox in his arms, combing the soft and smooth hair with his hands while enjoying the courtesan's piano music.

"Little fox, this woman's piano skills are far inferior to yours. When can you play another song for me to listen to?"

"No hands." The white fox hummed in a delicate voice.

"Uh..."

Zhao Mu scratched the white fox's paw: "It seems that I have to find an opportunity to get you a new body. You always look like this fox and can't do anything you want."

"By the way, little fox, what kind of body do you like, fat? Thin? Young? Or mature?"

"It depends on what you like."

The white fox blinked: "If you like them all, I can change my body every day."

What does it mean?

Did she misunderstand what I meant?

Too evil!

I don't have that idea!

Zhao Mu swallowed his saliva and felt that his pure thoughts were seriously tainted.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps from behind, and a skinny middle-aged man sat on the chair next to him.

"Greetings, Steward." The middle-aged man whispered.

Zhao Mu nodded: "How is it, have you dealt with everything?"

"Yes, it has been dealt with. From now on, there will be no Chi Yunzi in this world."

That's right, this middle-aged man is the national teacher Chi Yunzi who has changed his appearance.

"Very good, since Chi Yunzi no longer exists, then give yourself a new Taoist name or name."

"Yes."

Chi Yunzi nodded and said, "I have already chosen one. From now on, I will change my name to Yun Zhongzi."

Yun Zhongzi?

Zhao Mu turned his head in astonishment and stared at Chi Yunzi for a long time.

Until he looked at the other party a little scared, he said: "I'm afraid you can't stand this Taoist name, so change it."

Can't stand it?

Chi Yunzi was stunned and didn't understand what Zhao Mu meant at all.

But he didn't ask more questions. Anyway, it was just a fake name. It didn't matter if he changed it.

Zhao Mu took out a Qiankun bag and handed it to Chi Yunzi: "There are many longevity elixirs in it. If you take some regularly in the future, it will be enough for you to live for hundreds of years longer."

"Thank you, sir."

Chi Yunzi was overjoyed and quickly took the Qiankun bag.

Elixir that can prolong the life of immortal cultivators is very precious. At least he doesn't have the ability to get it, otherwise he wouldn't have waited for the five decays of heaven and man to come.

"Sir, I wonder what you want me to do by helping me like this?"

"It's very simple. I want you to help me rebuild an organization."

Zhao Mu casually took out a copy of "The Secret Records of the Beehive" and handed it to Chi Yunzi: "This is an intelligence organization. I had a close relationship with it hundreds of years ago, but it has long disappeared in history."

"I hope you can help me rebuild it in the future. The difference is that this time, I hope that the members of the Beehive organization will not only be mortals, but also cultivators."

"You can start from the Great Jin Dynasty, one hundred years, two hundred years, three hundred years, or even thousands of years..."

"I don't care how long it takes you, but I hope that when it is really put into use in the future, the Beehive can become a huge intelligence organization that can cover the entire Xiuxian world."

Chi Yunzi secretly took a breath of cold air when he heard this.

For the first time, he discovered that the seemingly peaceful Ziwei Daomen deacon in front of him seemed to have an ambition beyond imagination.

After all, since he wanted to form an intelligence organization that could cover the entire Xiuxian world, the things he was planning must be big.

Chi Yunzi smiled bitterly: "Sir, my cultivation is limited, and it may be difficult to do such a thing."

"I value your character and ability, as for your cultivation..."

Zhao Mu said lightly: "The Hive Organization will only develop in the Great Jin Dynasty in the early stage. Your cultivation is completely sufficient. As for the future, I will help you solve the problem of insufficient cultivation."

"Okay, since you trust me, I will definitely go all out on this matter and will never let you down."

Chi Yunzi promised solemnly.

Zhao Mu smiled: "Haha, you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself. Remember, everything should be done in a safe way in the future. I have plenty of time and can wait."

"Yes, sir, I understand."

A few days later, Chi Huo officially became the national teacher of the Great Jin Dynasty, took over the affairs of the Demon Slayer Division, and began to reorganize according to Zhao Mu's plan.

On the other hand, Chi Yunzi also started to re-establish the Hive Organization.

Everything began to unfold in an orderly manner according to Zhao Mu's plan.

There is nothing here for him to worry about for the time being.

So he left the capital and went to various places in the Jin Dynasty to start the transformation of the eighty-one array bases.

He needed to complete the arrangement of the Wanliu Guihai array in the shortest time.

…

Sansheng Zen Temple.

In the past Zen Heart Hall, Master Zhenru sat on the lotus Buddha platform with a solemn appearance.

Under the lotus Buddha platform, there stood a man and a woman.

The man was wearing a cassock and looked to be in his twenties. He had a bald head, red lips and white teeth, and a Buddha mole between his eyebrows, giving people a weird feeling of coexistence of Buddha nature and evil charm.

And the woman was dressed in white, wearing a light veil on her head, holding a lotus seal in her hand, and bathed in Buddha's light all over her body. She was compassionate, sacred and inviolable.

Zen Master Zhenru looked at the two and said, "A hundred years later, the great catastrophe of the Great Jin Dynasty will begin. At that time, all the major sects will send disciples to experience the catastrophe, and my Sansheng Zen Temple will be no exception."

"Shangzhen, you will lead my disciples at that time. Remember, you must not let down the name of my Sansheng Zen Temple."

"Yes, Venerable."

Monk Shangzhen raised his palm and chanted the Buddha's name in response.

"Sun Miaoniang."

"Disciple is here."

"When the time comes, you will go to the Great Jin Dynasty as Shangzhen's deputy. Remember, you must get the blessing of national destiny. It will be very beneficial for your future practice. Do you understand?"

Zen Master Zhenru instructed.

"Yes, disciple will not let Venerable down."

Sun Miaoniang responded softly, and the Buddha's light seemed to be stronger.

"Very good, you two go down, practice well in this hundred years, and strive to make further progress in a hundred years."

Zen Master Zhenru waved his hand.

The two saluted and slowly withdrew from the Zen Heart Hall.

Shang Zhen looked at Sun Miao Niang, with a gentle smile on his lips: "Junior Sister Sun, what do you think about what Senior Brother told you last time?"

Sun Miao Niang glanced at him, and refused with a not-too-distant expression on her pretty face: "Senior Brother, Miao Niang practices Guanyin Zen, which is really incompatible with your Happy Zen, so you should find someone else."

"Junior Sister Sun, don't rush to refuse, what's wrong with Happy Zen?"

Shang Zhen's smile was a little fake: "Practicing Happy Zen with me can make your cultivation level improve at least ten times faster. With such a great benefit, Junior Sister, are you really not tempted?"

"We are all practitioners, and there is no need to be as timid as mortals about some things. For the sake of cultivation, we should abandon all worldly thoughts. What do you think, Junior Sister Sun?"

"Amitabha, Senior Brother, there is no need to say anything. Miao Niang just wants to practice alone and feel the great way of my Buddha. As for other things, I have never considered them."

Sun Miao Niang was still unmoved. After refusing again, she turned around and walked towards her own Zen room.

Watching her beautiful back gradually going away, the fake smile on the monk Shangzhen's face suddenly became meaningful:

"Born with the bones of Guanyin, such talent is really rare. If I can practice Happy Zen with her, my cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds."

"Junior sister Sun, why do you have to reject my brother? Are you still thinking about someone else in your heart?"

"If so, I really want to see who the person you are thinking about is?"

"Haha, you can't escape from my brother's palm, we have a long way to go."

Shangzhen put his hands together, said "Amitabha" meaningfully, and also turned and left.