Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Wanyu Daoist shook the incense stick in his hand and smiled faintly: "You want him?"

"Don't misunderstand, senior. It's not that I want him, but a big devil like Mohe really shouldn't continue to live in the world."

"As the righteous way in the world, Sansheng Zen Temple should eliminate such devils for all living beings, so please help me."

Shangzhen monk clasped his hands together and chanted Amitabha, with a solemn face.

But Ji Shanhe next to him sneered: "The righteous way in the world? Why, is your Sansheng Zen Temple the only righteous way in the world?"

"Except for your Sansheng Zen Temple, are all other sects not righteous? Why must your Sansheng Zen Temple deal with Mo He? Can't the senior deal with him himself?"

Ji Shanhe looked disdainful: "Shang Zhen, I think you want to be like Grandma Tianji, refine Mo He into a puppet to serve your Sansheng Zen Temple?"

"By the way, there are also incense peach wood branches, which are treasures. You Sansheng Zen Temple also want to take them for yourself, right?"

"You obviously want the treasure, but you still say it in a high-sounding way."

"Hmph, do you know why I hate your Sansheng Zen Temple the most? It's because you always talk better than you sing, but you do things more dirty than one another."

"Look at the Great Bodhi Temple. As a Buddhist, why do few people in the cultivation world hate them? Learn from them."

Ji Shanhe's words made Shang Zhen monk's face turn pale.

On the other hand, Daoyuan, the disciple leading the team from the Great Bodhi Temple, had a slightly red face, and seemed a little embarrassed.

This monk seems pretty good!

"Daoyou Ji, don't talk nonsense. It's not your turn to slander my Sansheng Zen Temple."

"What's the matter? I just said so. I want to fight. Am I afraid of you?"

"Humph, I don't bother to argue with you."

Shangzhen monk turned his head and looked at Wanyu Taoist again: "Senior, my Sansheng Zen Temple has absolutely no selfish intentions. Please give Mohe to me."

"What if I don't give it to you? Do you also want to fight with me?"

"This... I don't dare!"

Shangzhen monk was startled and even took a step back, as if he was afraid that Wanyu Taoist would really fight.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Wanyu Taoist smiled lightly and said, "Okay, if you want Mohe, let the old bald donkey Zhenru come to me in person. As for you, the junior, hehe, we will see each other again soon. At that time, I will give you a surprise."

Surprise?

Monk Shangzhen was stunned and didn't understand what Wanyu Taoist meant.

But just when he wanted to ask clearly, Wanyu Taoist flashed and disappeared in front of everyone.

Ji Shanhe looked strange and asked: "Shangzhen, have you known this senior before?"

"No!"

"Then why did he say he wanted to give you a surprise, as if you had known each other for a long time?"

"This... How do I know?"

Monk Shangzhen shook his head, and his heart was full of doubts.

Soon, the monks of the major sects packed up and left the Great Jin Dynasty and returned to their respective sects.

However, on the Sansheng Zen Temple side, Monk Shangzhen planned to stay in the Great Jin Dynasty.

Sun Miaoniang asked, "Brother, are you really not going back to the Zen temple?"

"Not for the time being."

Shangzhen monk shook his head and said, "Many years ago, Junior Brother Jie Chi brought the Tianji Compass to the Great Jin Dynasty and soon lost his trace."

"This time, I came to the Great Jin Dynasty, one is to end the national disaster, and the other is to find Junior Brother Jie Chi and the trace of the Tianji Compass."

"So I will stay in the Great Jin Dynasty for a while. As for the disciples, I will take them back."

"Okay, Senior Brother, be careful here alone."

"Haha, thank you for your concern."

...

Wanyu Taoist stepped on the nine-colored auspicious cloud and left the border of the Great Jin Dynasty at lightning speed.

When he arrived at the Juejing Hanyuan, he saw Zhao Mu sitting cross-legged in front of the Lingxu Immortal Mansion, studying a green dragon energy coiled around him.

This green dragon energy is the manifestation of the blessing of national destiny.

Ji Shanhe and others had been wondering why the Wanyu Taoist had ended the national disaster, but there was no change on his body.

In fact, it is easy to understand, because the Wanyu Taoist is just an incarnation condensed by the Nine-Colored Glazed Lamp.

The Wanyu Taoist ended the national disaster, which was equivalent to Zhao Mu, the master, using his magic weapon to end the disaster.

So the blessing of national destiny would naturally be directly fed back to Zhao Mu, the master.

"Meet the master!"

The Wanyu Taoist flew to the ground and bowed.

"Daoyou, please sit down."

Zhao Mu put away the green dragon energy and smiled, "I already know your intention. Then let's see if this slave bone can trace back a fragrant peach wood seed?"

As he said, he had already taken out the slave bone.

"Haha, I can't wait to see the wonder of this slave bone going back to time."

The Wanyu Taoist also smiled and sat down cross-legged, and took out the fragrant peach wood branch.

He broke off a small piece of bark from the fragrant peach wood branch and handed it to Zhao Mu.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and had no intention of turning back time with the whole incense peachwood branch.

After all, if the slave bones were really useful, there would be no essential difference between a whole branch and a small piece of bark.

Moreover, they still had a use for Mo He, and they couldn't let him die because of turning back time.

Zhao Mu put the bark and the slave bones together, and then mobilized his magic power to slowly inject them.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a strange force emerged, and the slave bones and bark floated up at the same time, hanging in the air.

Zhao Mu and Wanyu Taoist looked at each other.

Wanyu Taoist immediately pinched the seal formula and laid a powerful seal to seal the slave bones and bark in it, so as not to make any big noise and alarm the outside world.

The two of them stared at the changes in the slave bones and bark.

With the urging of Zhao Mu's magic power, the slave bones slowly began to melt and wrapped the bark in it.

The next moment, the space and time around the slave bones were directly distorted.

Countless images began to emerge in the void, which were all the things that the peach wood branches had experienced in the past tens of thousands of years.

However, at this time, these things were reversed with the reverse flow of time, which was very strange.

Zhao Mu stared at the changes in the images in the void.

He saw that more than a thousand years ago, the incense peach wood branch fell into the mountains and was obtained by Mo He who happened to pass by, and the latter was ecstatic;

He saw countless strong men fighting and killing to seize the incense peach wood branch, but in the end, because of someone's carelessness, it fell into the mountains for thousands of years and no one cared about it, and finally fell into Mo He's hands;

He also saw that tens of thousands of years ago, the incense peach wood branch went through many twists and turns and was accidentally obtained by a young Taoist priest.

But the young Taoist priest didn't think much of the incense peach wood branch, so he gave it to his disciple casually.

The most important thing is that the young Taoist priest Zhao Mu had seen was the Taoist phantom who was suspected to be a god on the stone bridge in the desperate cold abyss.