Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

"Ao Gu Jian Zong?"

Monk Zhenru frowned slightly: "I seem to have heard of this name. It shouldn't be a big sect, right?"

"Yes, it's just a medium-sized sect."

Da Yun Tou Tuo nodded and said: "As far as I know, the best master in the Ao Gu Jian Zong is their leader Feng Xingyu, who has reached the Yuan Shen realm."

"Is that so?"

Monk Zhenru thought for a while: "Master, Shen Tu Hengyu has appeared again recently, and his cultivation has inexplicably increased by two realms, which is causing unrest in the world of immortal cultivation."

"During this period, I want to represent San Sheng Zen Temple and its He is cooperating with his sect to fight against the Demon Sect and capture Shentu Hengyu, so he may not be able to take care of the matter of the Heavenly Secret Compass. "

"How about this, Master, haven't you always wanted to join the Sansheng Zen Temple and practice the "Future Maitreya Method"? "

"The matter of the Heavenly Secret Compass is left to you. As long as you can get the Heavenly Secret Compass back and find out who got it, I will let you enter and practice the "Future Maitreya Method", how about it?"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

"Okay, the matter of the Heavenly Secret Compass is left to me."

Dayun Tou Tuo was very excited.

He has been coveting the "Future Maitreya Method" for a long time.

Because that method is very special, it can not only help him break through the current bottleneck, but also improve his deduction ability.

If he can really practice it, he will be even more powerful in the future.

...

Ao Gu Jian Zong.

The sect leader Feng Xingyu was practicing in the room, and suddenly the door was knocked.

"What's the matter?"

Feng Xingyu shouted.

An anxious voice came from outside: "Master, it's bad, the soul tablets of Senior Brother Fengyujian and Senior Sister Jiangnanyue are broken."

"What?"

Feng Xingyu's face changed drastically.

In the major sects in the world of immortal cultivation, they usually extract a trace of the soul power of the disciples to refine their own soul tablets.

If the corresponding soul tablet suddenly breaks, it means that the disciple has encountered danger outside. Even if he didn't die, he must have suffered a life-threatening danger.

Fengyujian is Feng Xingyu's son. When he heard the news that his son's soul tablet was broken, he was of course very anxious.

Swoosh!

Feng Xingyu rushed out the door: "Tell me, what happened? Where did Jian'er get into trouble?"

"Reporting to the Sect Master, Senior Brother Feng went down the mountain this time to find materials for refining the magic sword for Senior Sister Jiang. They said they were going to the East China Sea, and the place where the accident might have happened is the East China Sea."

"Are you sure?"

"This... I dare not be too sure. After all, Senior Brother Feng and his companions may change their minds and go to other places after going down the mountain."

"Humph, trash."

Feng Xingyu snorted coldly: "Send a message to Elder Li Zhuo to take a group of disciples to the East China Sea and make sure to find Jian'er's trace."

"In addition, other places cannot be let go. Send a message to our disciples in various places to find clues about Jian'er at all costs."

"The soul tablet is broken, and Jian'er has at least been seriously injured. We must find him as soon as possible."

"Yes, Sect Master."

The disciple agreed, and then immediately went to pass the message.

Feng Xingyu's face was gloomy, and he muttered to himself: "Jian'er, please don't get hurt. Dad has sent someone to look for you. No matter who hurt you, Dad will make sure that he will die without a burial place."

Soon, Elder Li Zhuo led a group of disciples and left Aogu Jianzong and rushed to the East China Sea.

They did not notice that Dayun Tou Tuo hid his tracks and followed them secretly, and also went to the East China Sea.

In the sky.

Li Zhuo took his disciples to fly on swords.

"Elder, the East China Sea is so big, where should we find Fengyu Jian and others?"

A disciple asked.

"Hey, actually this elder has no specific goal. After all, we don't know where Fengyu Jian and others went."

"But since the sect master has given the order, we must obey it, otherwise it will be very troublesome if the sect master blames us."

Li Zhuo shook his head helplessly.

"Then we are like headless flies, we can only bump around randomly."

The disciple's face was not very good: "Really, why didn't the sect master go down the mountain to look for it himself, but let us come?"

"Elder, do you think that the Wind and Rain Sword is not in trouble at all, and the sect master actually found a random reason to deliberately let us leave the sect?"

"After all, he wants to train his own disciples to take over the position of sect master, but it is difficult for him to operate if you are in the sect, so..."

"Don't talk nonsense, the soul tablet of the Wind and Rain Sword is broken, it must be really in trouble, as for whether the sect master took the opportunity to deliberately send me away?"

Li Zhuo snorted coldly: "Anyway, this elder is not interested in the position of sect master, let him toss around in the sect, we stay away and avoid trouble."

"After all, he wants to push his disciples to the position of sect master, and the biggest obstacle is not this elder."

"That's right, the other elders have been coveting the position of sect master for a long time." The disciple suddenly realized.

The crowd flew all the way, and after more than two months, they finally arrived at the waters of the East China Sea.

After Fengyujian and Jiangnanyue entered the East China Sea, they sent messages to the Aogujian Sect more than once, leaving a few clues about their whereabouts.

And Li Zhuo and his team continued to search in various places in the East China Sea based on these clues.

But no one expected that their search would take fifty years.

…

Hanhai Country, Dongming City.

In fifty years, the incense peach tree has grown several times.

The lush treetops have covered several nearby courtyards.

However, Zhao Mu arranged a hidden formation around it, so outsiders could not see the true appearance of the incense peach tree.

They would only think that the incense peach wood was still growing in the courtyard and had not grown outside the wall.

That day, a team of people escorted a carriage and stopped at the street corner. A white-haired old man got off the carriage.

"Sir Prime Minister, do you really not need us to go in with you?"

The guard asked worriedly.

"No, this is the residence of my teacher, and you can't disturb my teacher's peace."

"Okay, then you be careful. If there is anything wrong, you can shout for us loudly."

The guards bowed and retreated to the carriage.

The white-haired old man walked in at leisure.

Walking forward, the old man looked at the surrounding environment.

"For decades, this place has really not changed at all. It's still the same as before."

The white-haired old man sighed.

He has lived here since he was a child, but he never came back after he went to Beijing to take the imperial examination and won the first place.

Now he is revisiting the old place, and he can't help but feel excited.

"I wonder how you are doing, sir. With your immortal skills, you should still be as young as ever?"

"Alas, life is fleeting for decades, busy and hard, how can you be as free and easy as you are?"

The old man shook his head and finally walked to the gate of a courtyard.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said respectfully: "Sir, are you there? Liu Dun is back to see you."