Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Zhao Mu's attitude deeply stimulated all the masters.

A strong man couldn't stand it anymore and suddenly stood out from the crowd: "Little bastard, let me see you first, but I want to see where your arrogance comes from?"

His whole body burst out with the aura of the acquired extreme realm, and he slapped Zhao Mu on the head with a palm like a cattail leaf fan.

"You can not!"

Zhao Mu's tone was cold, he raised his fingertips and lightly touched the strong man's palm.

Poof.

The sharp sword energy burst out like cold light, piercing directly through the palm of the hand, then through the arm bones, and shot directly from the strong man's back.

"ah……"

The strong man screamed miserably, and flew backwards with the sword energy, falling hard to the ground.

He widened his eyes in disbelief and stared at Zhao Mu.

He opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but no words came out. In the end, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood and fell directly to the ground without breathing.

died?

Everyone was shocked.

The majestic master of Hou Tian Ji Realm actually didn't even catch a single move.

How can this be?

How strong is this guy wearing a mask in front of me?

Zhao Mu's gaze slowly swept across the crowd: "Who's turn is next?"

"I didn't expect that I actually made a mistake."

The one-eyed old man's expression was solemn: "I didn't expect that at such a young age, you have already entered the innate world. It seems that there is no number one person like you in the Jin Dynasty?"

"I did make a mistake."

The elegant middle-aged man slowly drew out the long sword in his hand: "Everyone, since he is an innate master, let's go together and deal with him quickly, so that we can capture Zheng Jingren and go back to deal with him."

After everyone heard this, they all drew out their weapons, and a fierce murderous intention enveloped the wilderness.

At this moment, Zhao Mu smiled softly: "Who told you that I am innate?"

"What?"

Everyone was stunned.

Zheng!

Suddenly, a sword cry like a dragon's roar resounded throughout the world.

Zhao Mu held his left hand behind his back, and the sword finger of his right hand slowly slashed through the air in front of him. A terrifying sword intent that seemed to be able to pierce the sky surged out like a mountain torrent.

Wherever the sword intention passed, the Houtian Ji warriors had no ability to resist at all, and they all fell to their knees on the ground.

"This...what is this?"

They were all extremely frightened, their bloodless faces filled with horror.

At this moment, even the true energy in their bodies seemed to be frozen, unable to mobilize even a bit.

"Sword intention? Is this martial arts will? Damn it, he is actually a master, how is this possible?"

The old lady changed color in shock.

At this moment, she could no longer remain calm.

Not just her, the elegant middle-aged man and the one-eyed old man were also so scared that their legs were shaking.

Just like in front of the innate master, the acquired extreme state is vulnerable.

Facing masters at the master level, Xiantian is no different from paper.

The two are completely different.

At this moment, even Zheng Jingren, who was immersed in sadness, couldn't help but raise his head again.

The regret in his eyes faded away, replaced by unbelievable shock.

Obviously he couldn't believe that the young man who had been by his side for three years could actually be a grandmaster.

"run!"

The one-eyed old man didn't hesitate at all, turned around and ran away desperately.

The same goes for elegant middle-aged and middle-aged ladies, who don't care about the life or death of others.

"Haha, can you escape?"

Zhao Mu chuckled.

The next moment, the sword intent shrouded the wilderness.

The dozens of acquired masters suddenly screamed at the same time: "Ah... don't kill me!"

The terrifying sword intent directly penetrated the flesh and pierced their hearts.

They covered their heads and howled in pain, with bright red blood spurting out from their eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouths.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of Hou Tian Ji realms all bled to death.

At the same time, three magnificent sword energies soared into the sky and shot out ten feet away in an instant.

The three innate masters who had already escaped quickly turned around to resist.

But even if they mobilized all their true energy, they were still vulnerable to Zhao Mu's sword energy.

Poof!

Without exception, the three of them had their chests pierced directly. Their eyes widened in disbelief and they fell to the ground, lifeless.

The wilderness fell silent.

Zhao Mu came back to his senses and looked at Zheng Jingren who was in a daze: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Keep going!"

"I……"

Zheng Jingren smiled bitterly: "You really surprised me. Your uncle seemed to have never practiced cultivation back then. How could you have such cultivation at such a young age?"

"It's nothing, I just have better luck."

Zhao Mu walked to the grave, offered three sticks of incense, and then lit up the paper money.

It wasn't until half a moment later that the two of them finished visiting the grave.

"Ahem..."

Zheng Jingren coughed up a mouthful of blood but didn't care at all.

He took out a jar of fine wine and two porcelain bowls from the basket.

"Come on, Jin Yan, finish this last drink with me."

Zheng Jingren poured the wine, and the two sat in front of the grave, chatting and drinking.

In fact, rather than talking freely, it is better to say that Zheng Jingren has been talking, and Zhao Mu is just listening.

That night, Zheng Jingren said a lot.

Let’s talk about his decades-long official career.

Let’s talk about the past with Zhao Mu for a while.

After a while, he persuaded Zhao Mu not to be like him, risking his life again and again for some bullshit position of power.

Gradually, a touch of fish belly white appeared in the east.

It's finally dawn.

And I don't know when, Zheng Jingren has not spoken for a long time.

Even the wine bowl in his hand fell to the ground.

Zhao Mu picked up the jar, drank the last of the wine, got up and dug the grave, buried Zheng Jingren and his family together.

Finally, he stood in front of the grave and said lightly: "Don't worry, I will help you finish the things you haven't finished. That old witch is dead."

After that, he left without looking back.

...

Two months later.

The Shengwen Gu, who had been sleeping for three years, finally woke up.

Just as Zhao Mu had speculated before.

After completely integrating the demonic energy absorbed by Zheng Jingren's body, the Shengwen Gu has finally been promoted to the best, and has truly turned into a little demon.

Zhao Mu sat cross-legged on the bed and took out the jade Gu nest from his arms.

A mosquito the size of a small fingernail and covered with strange patterns flew out and kept flying around him.

This is the mother Gu of Shengwen Gu.

Although he couldn't speak, Zhao Mu could sense the mother Gu's agile consciousness and excitement.

It felt like a child running around his parents.

"It's really amazing."

Zhao Mu exclaimed: "Come, let me see how big your detection range is now?"

The mother Gu seemed to understand, and fell on his shoulder without Zhao Mu's control.

The next moment, its abdomen trembled slightly, and it actually produced child Gu at an astonishing speed.

Thousands of child Gu kept flying out of the mother Gu's body. I don't know how its small body can produce so many child Gu?

Zhao Mu's heart moved, and endless child Gu flew out of the room and continued to spread in all directions.

Zhao Mu was surprised to find that this top-grade voice-hearing Gu could actually transmit images.

As countless child Gu continued to spread, a real picture of the capital city with an ever-increasing area suddenly appeared in his mind.