Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Zhao Mu frowned slightly and looked at these people who suddenly appeared.

He felt a completely different aura from these people from ordinary cultivators.

The five major sects of the righteous path and the cultivators of the demon sect all had a more or less unrestrained feeling, just like the people in the martial arts world of the mortal world.

But the temperament exuded by these people in front of him was full of a sense of strict discipline, just like a well-trained army.

Zhao Mu had a glimmer of enlightenment in his mind: "These should all be people from the Lieyang court, but I don't know which yamen they belong to?"

At this time, a cultivator on the opposite side saw that Zhao Mu did not salute, and directly scolded: "How dare you, seeing the master, you don't kneel and salute, do you want to rebel?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

The middle-aged cultivator in the lead raised his hand and smiled: "This is the Taoist Wanyu, one of the top masters in the world today. I dare not let him salute."

He looked at Zhao Mu: "I am humble, I have the trust of your majesty, and now I am the master of Jinxiu Hall. I meet Taoist Wanyu."

He seemed to be very humble in his words, but the domineering official airs on his body could not be concealed.

Jinxiu Hall is one of the largest intelligence yamen of the Lieyang court.

But it does not belong to the civil service system, nor to the military, but only to the emperor. It can be said to be the most loyal hawk dog of the royal family.

Therefore, Jinxiu Hall has a very high status in the court. It is normal for He Xun, the master of Jinxiu Hall, to be arrogant.

"Haha, it turns out to be the master. I am honored."

Zhao Mu smiled faintly.

When he saw He Xun and others appear, the frightened monk Zhenru seemed to have waited for a savior and breathed a sigh of relief.

He said excitedly: "Master Wanyu, why don't you let go of my soul?"

"The court prohibits the five major sects of the righteous way from fighting internally. Now that the masters of Jinxiu Hall are here, are you going to continue to harm your fellow Taoists in front of the court?"

But Zhao Mu ignored him at all. The dazzling nine-color light rotated like a knife disk, continuously dissolving the magic power of his soul.

Feeling his soul getting weaker and weaker, Monk Zhenru was terrified again: "Master, save me!"

"My lord, I have joined our Jinxiu Hall, but this Wanyu Taoist dared to kill me. He didn't take Jinxiu Hall seriously at all."

"Such a lunatic must not be tolerated. You must kill him. Otherwise, where is the dignity of Jinxiu Hall and the dignity of the court? Who will care about you in the future?"

In order to save his life, Monk Zhenru did not hesitate to pull the people of Jinxiu Hall in.

He firmly believed that Jinxiu Hall would never watch him die for his usefulness.

He was even more convinced that as long as Jinxiu Hall was willing to help, he would be able to save his life.

After all, the Lieyang Empire Court was the most powerful force in the current Southern Region of the Immortal Cultivation World. Even the five super sects had to obey the Lieyang Royal Family.

He didn't believe that no matter how strong Wanyu Taoist was, would he dare to confront the Lieyang Court?

But what surprised Monk Zhenru was that after he finished speaking, the people from Jinxiu Hall did not take action immediately.

He Xun just stood there, looking at Zhao Mu with interest.

Obviously, he was more interested in Zhao Mu than Monk Zhenru's life or death.

And He Xun's attitude made Monk Zhenru's heart jump.

What's going on?

This dog official doesn't really want to watch him die without saving him, right?

What should I do then? Should I just watch my soul and magic power being completely dissolved?

By then, I will become a lonely soul with no cultivation. What's the point of surviving?

In this world of immortal cultivation where strength is respected, who would take a lonely soul seriously?

Monk Zhenru was anxious: "Sir, Lord, please say something, don't forget, I persuaded the entire Sansheng Zen Temple to join Jinxiu Hall!"

He was pointing out his own merits.

But unfortunately, He Xun still didn't speak.

At this moment, Zhao Mu was thinking about the information revealed in the words of Monk Zhenru.

In fact, in the Lieyang Empire, the five major sects of the righteous path are not affiliated with the court, but more like the emperor's retainers.

Like Jinxiutang, the five major sects only obey the emperor and manage other sects in the world of immortal cultivation for the emperor. Their status is extremely special.

In order to ensure the loyalty of this force, the emperor never allowed the people of the five major sects to have too many connections with the court.

The cultivators of the five major sects are not allowed to enter other government offices in any form, including Jinxiutang.

But now, Monk Zhenru actually said that the entire Sansheng Zen Temple has been put under the command of Jinxiutang.

As the emperor's loyal hawk dog, Jinxiutang would never dare to accept Sansheng Zen Temple without the emperor's permission.

In this way, the matter is intriguing.

Why did the emperor's attitude towards the five major sects suddenly change?

He actually allowed his own hawk dogs to govern his retainers, which is not conducive to the balance of power!

Did the five major sects do something to lose the emperor's trust?

Or did something big happen in the court?

Is it related to the defection of the Demon Sect?

In any case, the information revealed by this incident is definitely unusual.

Monk Zhenru said earlier that the five major sects are about to usher in a big change, but Zhao Mu suddenly felt that it might not just be the five major sects that are going to change.

It is very likely that the entire Lieyang court will not be peaceful next.

But this is the best.

Zhao Mu has been planning to use the conflict between the Demon Cult and the Lieyang Court to force out the people behind the Demon Cult.

Now that the Lieyang Court may change, he feels that his plan may be realized ahead of time.

At this time, He Xun glanced at Monk Zhenru and said, "Master Wanyu, do you have a grudge against Zen Master Zhenru?"

Hearing him speak, Monk Zhenru finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that he was saved.

"There is indeed a grudge."

"What grudge?" He Xun asked.

Zhao Mu did not answer, but asked: "Why, does the master want to save Zhenru?"

"Of course, as he said, this man has helped Sansheng Zen Temple to join Jinxiu Hall, and he is a meritorious minister. I can't ignore him."

He Xun said calmly: "So I want to ask the Taoist priest, is there a chance to resolve the hatred between you? If it can be resolved, I am willing to be the peacemaker and ask Master Zhenru what he should do to make you stop?"

This is because Zhao Mu's strength is strong enough, so He Xun is more polite when he speaks.

Otherwise, if it were someone else, with the domineering Jinxiu Hall in the past, if they wanted to save someone, they would just rob him directly, and there would be no need for so much nonsense.

"Hehe."

Zhao Mu narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled: "Master, if I say that the hatred between me and Monk Zhenru cannot be resolved, what do you want to do, fight with me?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense.

He Xun's face sank.

The dozen or so people from Jinxiu Hall around them immediately gathered their strength to move, revealing a dangerous aura.