Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

memory?

What memory?

Chu Jinghong was stunned.

Before coming here, he thought about the various requests that Zhao Mu might make.

He had even considered the excessive demands such as kneeling down and kowtowing, or decommissioning his cultivation, and had also envisioned various ways to deal with them.

But what the hell is this request for a piece of memory?

Chu Jinghong was a little confused for a moment.

He couldn't help but ask: "The memory you are talking about is..."

Zhao Mu smiled lightly: "A memory about an unknown continent outside the East China Sea."

"Outside the East China Sea?"

Chu Jinghong thought for a moment and his eyes suddenly widened.

He suddenly remembered the mysterious continent he encountered on the East China Sea when he returned to the Southern Realm of Immortal Cultivation this time.

At that time, he also fought against the owner of that continent. Because the other party possessed a divine weapon, he was unable to break through the continent and grab the treasure he wanted.

Originally, he was planning to wait for the affairs of the Immortal Cultivation World in the Southern Region to be settled before going to the East China Sea to seize the treasure, but he did not expect that the other party actually came to his door first.

What's even more unexpected is that that continent is actually related to Taoist Wan Yu?

Chu Jinghong asked in a deep voice: "Are you the person behind that continent, or are you the master of that continent?"

"Is this important?"

There was a cold light in Zhao Mu's eyes: "What you should consider now is whether to trade a piece of memory for your life?"

"What do you mean, do you still want to kill me?"

Chu Jinghong's face was gloomy: "So what if I don't give you the memory, don't you still dare to kill me? Aren't you afraid that the fate of the country will be backlashed by the blazing sun and die with me?"

"Then...are you afraid?" Zhao Mu looked cold.

Chu Jinghong's breathing was stagnant, and his heart almost stopped beating.

At that moment, he felt the bone-chilling murderous intent that Zhao Mu exuded from the inside out, as if he really wanted to die with him.

Chu Jinghong didn't want to die. The so-called "die together" was just to scare people. If he really faced death, he wouldn't have the courage at all, let alone be willing to do so.

"Haha, are you scared?" Zhao Mu chuckled.

Chu Jinghong's face was gloomy.

Zhao Mu shook his head: "Don't scare Pindao with the so-called death together, it will be of no use to Pindao."

"You have also seen that Pindao can transfer the destiny of Lieyang Nation to any member of Lieyang Royal Family."

He pointed at the King of Ming: "If you don't give Pindao a memory, then Pindao will spread the fate of the Lieyang country to other Lieyang royal families and minimize the fate of the country in you."

"And as long as there are enough people transferred from Pindao, the national luck shared by everyone will be thin enough, and the same will be true for your national luck."

"When Pindao kills you again, it will only cause a small part of the national destiny to have a backlash. The result is that you will die and Pindao will only be seriously injured."

"How about it, Lord Saint Ancestor, do you want to try it?"

Zhao Mu said with a playful smile.

"impossible!"

Chu Jinghong retorted: "How can it be as easy as you say to transfer the fate of the country? One Ming King is the limit. I don't believe you can transfer more people!"

"Is it?"

Zhao Mu looked indifferent: "Then, do you dare to bet?"

"I……"

Chu Jinghong opened his mouth and was speechless.

That's right, he didn't dare to gamble.

He didn't dare to take the slightest risk when it came to Lieyang's national destiny.

Otherwise, he would not have rushed to find Zhao Mu after sensing the changes in the national sports, regardless of whether he was slapped in the face or not.

Chu Jinghong gritted his teeth and stared at Zhao Mu.

Do you want to agree?

Chu Jinghong had actually been salivating over the treasures and artifacts in that mysterious continent.

But in the final analysis, those are not his things yet, and it is still unknown whether he can even grab them in the future.

But Lieyang's national destiny is different.

Lieyang's national destiny is related to his destiny, which he has planned for tens of thousands of years, and determines whether he can achieve higher achievements in the future.

That is his foundation.

Therefore, it seems to be self-evident whether to agree to Zhao Mu's request.

After a long while, Chu Jinghong finally took a deep breath and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple. intercept all your memories about that continent, take those memories out of your soul and give them to Pindao, and make a great oath to heaven to ensure that no relevant memories remain."

Zhao Mu's body exuded a faint nine-color brilliance, and a kind of energy that disturbed people's hearts filled the air.

"Remember, don't play tricks with Pindao. Pindao is the best at discerning the authenticity of people's hearts. If Pindao discovers that you are playing tricks, don't blame me for taking away your destiny of the country."

"Okay, but you must also swear that as long as I give you my memory, you will never be able to deprive me of the destiny of the Lieyang Nation for any reason."

Chu Jinghong struggled to his death.

But Zhao Mu didn't tolerate him at all: "You have no choice in this matter. Pindao won't swear. Of course, you can also choose not to remember Pindao, but you are responsible for the consequences."

"you……"

Chu Jinghong gritted his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do.

"Okay, I promise you, but after getting the memory, we will stay on the same page from now on."

"That's easy to say. As long as you don't take the initiative to provoke Pindao in the future, Pindao will naturally respect you, the Holy Ancestor."

"After all, no matter what, Pindao can be considered a citizen of the Lieyang Empire."

What kind of common people are you?

Which common people in this world dare to beat the royal family again and again?

Everyone calls me the Holy Ancestor, but I think you are more like the ancestor of the Lieyang Empire.

Chu Jinghong cursed inwardly unwillingly, but he could only sink his mind into his soul and began to intercept memories.

At the same time, under the witness of Zhao Mu, he swore a great oath to the heavens, promising that he would not retain any memories of the mysterious continent.

In this process, the art of stealing the sky and replacing the day in Feitian Pavilion was quietly activated.

There was an amazing change between heaven and earth.

I saw that countless phantoms suddenly appeared in the entire southern cultivation world, whether in cities or wilderness, whether in mountains or rivers, and even in the surrounding seas.

Some of those phantoms were human beings, some were birds, beasts, fish, insects, and some were demons and monsters.

As for these changes, Chu Jinghong was in a state of confusion because he was intercepting memories, so he did not notice anything.

But Gu Wuxue, who was in the Demon Cult, suddenly stood up from his chair.

Gu Wuxue flashed into the air, his magic power condensed and he looked at the entire southern land, with a look of horror on his face.

"This is... this is the destiny of the southern land?"

Gu Wuxue was shocked: "What happened? Why did the destiny of the southern land suddenly materialize?"

"No, the destiny of the southern land was stimulated by the destiny of Lieyang. It should be that there was a big change in the destiny of Lieyang."

"What is Chu Jinghong doing? The destiny of Lieyang is respected by him. How could he let the destiny materialize? Doesn't this give others the opportunity to interfere with the destiny?"