Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

"Hey, I always feel that your plan is too dangerous."

Jiang Hongyun sighed and said, "It's not so easy to deceive people with fake death, let alone to deceive such a strong person."

"Are you really sure that your plan can be realized? I don't want you to get into trouble, so you must plan carefully and don't make any mistakes."

No wonder Jiang Hongyun was worried.

Although she didn't know what kind of cultivation the corrupt giant had.

But based on Zhao Mu's description alone, she could be sure that the gap between the opponent's strength and hers was definitely like heaven and earth.

It's like a mortal wants to deceive her with fake death, and she can easily see through it.

Jiang Hongyun really has no confidence that Zhao Mu's fake death plan can deceive such an existence.

Unless Zhao Mu can really die once and then revive again, it is probably possible.

But even if the cultivator's means are mysterious, how can he really be resurrected after death?

The so-called things about the death and resurrection of cultivators in the legend, such as rebirth after decapitation, resurrection by dripping blood, etc.

In fact, it was all fake. It was just a special method to create the illusion of real death. It couldn't fool a real master.

So Jiang Hongyun had no confidence in Zhao Mu's plan.

Zhao Mu patted the woman's hand: "Don't worry, I am sure I can deceive him. Don't worry, just protect me now."

"Okay!"

Jiang Hongyun nodded helplessly.

Zhao Mu calmed down and activated the power of Hun Tian Ji, slowly injecting it into the bones.

Bang!

The bones shattered directly, and a very weak force in the countless dead black fog was accurately captured by Hun Tian Ji.

This force belongs to the corrupt giant.

Zhao Mu did not hesitate, and immediately used Hun Tian Ji to deduce again.

Like last time, his consciousness was pulled out of his body again and escaped into the mysterious void.

In the void, countless Tian Ji were entangled like a tangled mess. Zhao Mu found one of the threads with Hun Tian Ji and followed the thread.

It was still the space of desire, and it was still the giant with a rotten body and countless dead spirits all over his body.

Suddenly, everything reversed, and time and space began to rapidly retreat.

Countless images flowed in front of him, but in Zhao Mu's eyes, all the images were like light streams, and he couldn't see the details at all, it was too fast.

After a while, the rapidly flowing images stopped abruptly.

Zhao Mu found himself in an unknown jungle, and the original corrupt giant had turned into an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

Obviously, this was the appearance of the corrupt giant many years ago, and his body had not yet changed.

The middle-aged man walked slowly in the jungle.

There seemed to be some invisible pressure in this forest, and even with the strength of the middle-aged man, he couldn't fly.

After a while, a hill appeared in the woods ahead.

No, it was not a hill, but a grave, because in front of the hill, a tombstone stood up.

It's just that the words on the tombstone didn't seem to be the words that were popular in the world of immortal cultivation today, so Zhao Mu couldn't recognize whose grave it was.

At this time, the middle-aged man walked to the tombstone and looked at it carefully with excitement, as if he had seen a rare treasure.

"Hehe, I finally found it. As long as I get the skills in it, the possibility of me proving the truth of the gods in the world will be greater!"

He observed that there was no one else around, so he immediately pinched the seal, and a series of powerful magic powers were immediately injected into the tombstone.

In an instant, the invisible pressure in the forest suddenly increased several times.

The middle-aged man's face turned red, and his legs were pressed and gradually sank into the ground.

But he did not dare to stop casting spells, and the powerful magic power continued to be injected into the tombstone.

The next moment, the tombstone flashed a strong light, and then a scroll appeared out of thin air and fell into the hands of the middle-aged man.

At the same time, the invisible pressure in the woods quickly weakened, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence.

The middle-aged man did not dare to neglect it, and immediately turned around and tried his best to escape.

As soon as he escaped from the woods, an angry howl suddenly came from the cemetery. It was obvious that the people inside were very angry about someone stealing their things.

Along with the howl, a faint light shot out from the tombstone and hit the middle-aged man's back in an instant.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the middle-aged man didn't care about his injuries at all. He turned into a stream of light and continued to fly away.

This escape lasted for three days and three nights. It was not until he was completely away from the cemetery that the middle-aged man suddenly fell from the air and fell to the ground in a mess.

His body rolled hundreds of feet on the ground before he barely stopped.

"Huhu... What a terrible power, fortunately it's a dead man. If he was still alive, I'm afraid he could kill me with a flash."

The middle-aged man said with lingering fear, and then he had time to open the scroll.

Seeing the dense words written on the scroll, Zhao Mu's heart moved, and immediately let his consciousness drift over to check the scroll together.

The scroll seemed to contain some kind of power that could reach people's hearts, so even though Zhao Mu didn't recognize the characters, he could still understand their meaning.

This was a technique called "The Mysterious Scripture of the Integration of All Laws". Its cultivation method was extremely domineering. It required one to use oneself as a furnace and constantly integrate various techniques in the world into one. In the end, one would realize the way of heaven and have the opportunity to prove the way of the gods in the world.

The middle-aged man's face was full of joy: "Although it is extremely difficult to integrate all kinds of techniques, this is the technique that I can currently find that is most likely to be able to enlighten the gods in the world."

"I hope that one day in the future, I will be able to succeed, and then I will sweep the world with the power of a human god, and see who dares to defy my will."

He kept reading the exercises, but at the end, his brows furrowed.

Because it is written at the end of the technique that only monks below the level of immortals can exert the effect of the "Mysterious Sutra of Integration of Ten Thousand Dharmas" to the greatest extent.

The Immortal is a more powerful cultivation realm than the Saint realm.

Cultivators who have entered this realm can achieve physical immortality. Even if their soul dies, their physical body can exist forever as long as there is no external force to deliberately destroy it.

However, the immortality of the physical body also means to a certain extent that the monk's future cultivation path is almost fixed.

Because of this, the effect of practicing the "Ten Thousand Dharmas Fusion Cauldron Mysterious Sutra" will be greatly reduced.

"Damn it, there are still such restrictions. Do I have to abandon my cultivation and practice again?"

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy.

He cultivated to immortality, but it took a lot of hard work, and he was really reluctant to abandon his cultivation and rebuild it.

What's more, although the "Mysterious Sutra of All Dharmas Fusion Cauldron" is powerful, no one can guarantee that after abolishing his cultivation level, he will be able to return to his current state.

If something goes wrong during this period, wouldn’t it be worth the loss?

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said: "Forget it, let's try practicing first. Even if the effect is greatly reduced, the power of this "Mysterious Sutra of Fusion of Ten Thousand Methods" is still far greater than what I am currently practicing."