Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

There was dead silence in the square outside the palace.

Everyone looked at Chu Jinghong's figure disappearing into the sky, and for a moment they looked at each other, at a loss.

As promised, the Holy Ancestor already has a way to deal with Taoist Wan Yu?

It was agreed that the Holy Ancestor would never meet Taoist Wan Yu?

Isn’t this too embarrassing to say?

Ancestor Lieyang had just spoken, and Chu Jinghong left?

And looking at that angry look, it was obvious that he had suffered a big loss?

This... this is too...

All the ministers opened their mouths, not knowing what to say.

Ancestor Lieyang's face had already become as black as the bottom of a pot.

After all, Chu Jinghong's sudden departure really hit him in the face.

Even though he had respect for Chu Jinghong, Patriarch Lieyang couldn't help but curse at his mother at this moment.

When he went to see Chu Jinghong just now, the other party had an extremely firm attitude and would never go to see Taoist Wan Yu.

He didn't understand why Chu Jinghong's attitude changed drastically after only half a cup of tea, and he ran to see Taoist Wan Yu like a resentful woman?

If he didn't know something about Chu Jinghong, he would have doubted whether the Holy Ancestor was playing tricks on him and deliberately embarrassing himself?

"Ancestor?"

At this time, the emperor flew down and called out cautiously.

It was obvious that Patriarch Lieyang, whose face was ashen at this moment, even the emperor was frightened.

"Hmph, you can handle it yourself here. I feel unwell and have to go back to rest."

Ancestor Lieyang waved his hand, turned around and returned to the palace.

The emperor was speechless. He really didn't know what Chu Jinghong was thinking. He actually did something like this and dodge everyone?

He looked at the ministers coldly: "Everyone, are you satisfied now? The Holy Ancestor has gone to see Master Wanyu, what else do you want?"

"I am terrified!"

The ministers were all sweating.

"Get out of here!"

…

Feitian Pavilion.

The huge loft still hovers in the clouds.

Suddenly, a stream of light fell from the sky and landed in the attic. It was Chu Jinghong with an angry look on his face.

"Meet the Holy Ancestor."

Gu Liufang, who had been waiting here for a long time, smiled and bowed to say hello: "Taoist Priest has been waiting for a long time. Lord Saint, please come to Sui Nu's house."

"No need, I know where he is!"

Chu Jinghong snorted coldly and disappeared instantly.

Gu Liufang's red lips parted slightly, and she shook her head in confusion: "Are you so urgent? It seems that the Taoist priest really pushed him to the edge this time."

In the courtyard of Ming Huanyan, the sound of the piano flows like spring water.

Zhao Mu was still sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, drinking from the wine gourd. From time to time, his fingers would follow the music of the piano and move in the air.

Groups of koi carp were still swimming and playing in the lake, and there was an unconscious man lying on the lake, who was King Ming.

At this time, King Ming's body was filled with strong national destiny, which obviously had not been completely integrated.

"finally come."

Suddenly, Zhao Mu, who was drinking, paused slightly and raised his eyes to look at the lake.

The next moment, Chu Jinghong's figure suddenly appeared on the lake, he grabbed Prince Ming and was about to leave.

"Haha, since fellow Taoist is here, why bother leaving in a hurry? What's more, it wouldn't be polite to grab someone as soon as you come in, right?"

Zhao Mu chuckled and waved the wine gourd in his hand.

In an instant, the wine gushes out, causing a steady drizzle to fall in the entire courtyard.

The rain may not seem heavy, but it seems to contain amazing power.

Chu Jinghong's face suddenly changed as he was about to leave, and his whole body suddenly erupted with tyrannical magic, turning into a huge barrier to block the rain.

"What a powerful mana!"

Ming Huanyan's music suddenly stopped, and her beautiful eyes looked at Chu Jinghong in fear.

She could feel the terrifying magic power in Chu Jinghong that was far beyond imagination. Even a trace of such magic power could probably kill her directly.

But she couldn't feel any magic power from the rainwater condensed by Zhao Mu, as if it was just ordinary rainwater.

So she couldn't understand why Chu Jinghong had such a big reaction when he encountered the rain.

At this moment, the barrier around Chu Jinghong was already soaked by the rain.

What surprised Ming Huanyan was that the rainwater seemed to be extremely corrosive. It actually corroded Chu Jinghong's barrier into large holes, and then continued to invade Chu Jinghong's body.

"not good!"

Chu Jinghong was obviously taken aback, and in a hurry he could only release the Fierce Sun Treasure Wheel, which was his biggest support.

The power of the Fierce Sun Treasure Wheel was so powerful that scorching flames suddenly surged out, directly evaporating the surrounding rainwater in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the scorching flames turned into a sea of ​​fire, tightly wrapping Chu Jinghong inside and outside.

Obviously, he was really afraid of Zhao Mu, for fear that the other party would come up with some weird tricks again.

"Master Wan Yu, do you really want to break up with me?"

Chu Jinghong asked with a gloomy face while holding Prince Ming hanging on the lake.

"Haha, what did fellow Taoist say? I just wanted to invite you to come and talk about it."

"It's just that your ostentation is too big, and the poor Taoist can't invite you here and there, so he tampered with you, a junior."

"Now it seems that this method is working well, and fellow Taoist friends came quickly."

Zhao Mu smiled lightly and said, "By the way, fellow Taoist, what do you think of my method?"

"As a youngster like you, the destiny of the country is now strong. It is not an exaggeration to say that you have the fate of a noble person."

"This is my destiny to be the emperor, what do you think?"

"not so good."

The murderous intent in Chu Jinghong's eyes was not concealed at all.

If he hadn't sensed that there was another divine weapon filled with power in this courtyard, and if he hadn't been very clear that he was no match, he would have really wanted to kill Zhao Mu immediately.

Chu Jinghong snorted coldly: "Master Wanyu, you want me to come, but I'm already here, so tell me now, how did you transfer the fate of the country to Prince Ming?"

The importance of the national destiny to him is self-evident, so he must figure out how Zhao Mu did it?

"Want to know?"

Zhao Mu chuckled: "It's a pity that Pindao is not interested in telling you."

"Actually, it doesn't matter how you do it. What's important is that Pindao can do the same thing a second or third time at any time..."

"Even if Pindao is happy, I can give you a piece of national destiny for every member of the Lieyang Royal Family."

"When the time comes, I want to see how you can cultivate the Fate Fruit?"

"you……"

Chu Jinghong gritted his teeth: "Master Wanyu, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Tell me, as long as you promise that you will never touch the country again, no matter what you want, I can promise you."

"Even...even if you want to be the emperor of the Lieyang Empire, I can help you do it!"

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist is really generous. It's a pity that the poor Taoist is used to being free and has no interest in being a godless emperor."

As Zhao Mu spoke, his eyes suddenly focused and he said coldly: "What I want is just a memory in your mind."