Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Faced with the murderous intent revealed by Chu Jinghong, He Xun's heart trembled.

But he continued to speak after all: "I know that these words are not appropriate to say now, but in order to prevent the Saint Ancestor from losing the opportunity, I think it should be said."

"Opportunity? What opportunity?"

"Of course it is the Juejing Hanyuan three years later."

"Whether to kill Wanyu Taoist or not, what does it have to do with Juejing Hanyuan, what do you want to say?" Chu Jinghong frowned.

He Xun took a deep breath and continued: "Now Wanyu Taoist has been stabilized by the Saint Ancestor, and he will not oppose us in the short term, so there is no essential difference between killing him now and later."

"In this case, it is unknown whether the masters that the Saint Ancestor found from the outside world will be our enemies or friends in the end."

After hearing this, Chu Jinghong and the other two were a little confused.

The emperor snorted, "He Xun, make it clear, don't keep us in suspense."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

He Xun promised, "As the saying goes, money can move people's hearts, but for cultivators, the most attractive thing is opportunity."

"And in the Juejing Hanyuan, it is said that the secret of becoming an immortal is hidden. If such an opportunity comes, let alone ordinary cultivators, I am afraid that even the top masters of great supernatural powers will be crazy about it, right?"

"Those foreign masters invited by the Holy Ancestor, even if they are friends, I am sure not everyone has a life-and-death friendship, right?"

"What's more, even if they are friends of life and death, they will probably turn their faces against you when faced with an opportunity to become an immortal."

"That's why I think it's inappropriate for the Holy Ancestor to invite those people now."

"After all, at that time, even if those people are willing to help the Holy Ancestor kill Wanyu Daoren, can the Holy Ancestor guarantee that after those people know about Juejing Hanyuan, they will not snatch the opportunity from you?"

Chu Jinghong and the other two looked at each other, and were stunned by He Xun's question for a while.

Yes, no cultivator can resist the opportunity to become an immortal.

And now many people know about the matter of the Desperate Cold Abyss, and it is impossible to hide it.

The Lieyang Patriarch looked solemn: "Saint Ancestor, what He Xun said is not unreasonable. We have been busy dealing with the Wanyu Taoist for a while, but we forgot that the opportunity of the Desperate Cold Abyss has been opened in less than three years."

The Emperor also nodded and said: "Yes, Saint Ancestor, originally the opportunity of the Desperate Cold Abyss, the only ones who really threaten us are Gu Wuxue and Wanyu Taoist."

"Saint Ancestor, you are in charge of the fate of the Lieyang country, and you can also influence the fate of the southern region. With the help of these two forces of heaven and earth, even if the two join forces, they still have no chance of grabbing the opportunity. It will be big. "

"But if there are strong people from outside the domain, especially those who are stronger than Wanyu Daoren, then it will be unpredictable who will win. "

Hearing this, Chu Jinghong finally nodded and said, "Okay, I will find a reason to send a message to those people, asking them not to come to the South Domain now, and wait until the matter of Juejing Hanyuan is over. "

After speaking, Chu Jinghong spread out his palms, and saw that hundreds of little people the size of rice grains in his palms had woken up one after another, standing on his palms and screaming in panic.

It's just that their bodies are so small that their shouts are even smaller than mosquitoes.

Chu Jinghong waved his hand, and those people were immediately thrown out of the yard and quickly returned to their normal size.

The sound of crying and shouting filled the whole yard.

"Finally we are back, we are finally back to Lieyang City!"

"I was scared to death, that Wanyu Taoist is too scary, I don't want to see him again!"

"It was the Saint Ancestor who saved us, thank you for saving our lives."

The noisy voice made the listeners frown.

Chu Jinghong was a little impatient and said, "Son of Heaven, these people are in your hands, quickly get them out of the palace and go home, don't bother me here."

"Yes, Saint Ancestor."

The Emperor quickly agreed, and he breathed a sigh of relief, finally making those powerful families settle down.

But the Lieyang Patriarch looked at everyone and asked, "Saint Ancestor, why is Ming Wang not inside?"

Chu Jinghong looked cold: "Ming Wang is dead. I was in a hurry to leave Lieyang City because I sensed that Ming Wang was killed by Wanyu Taoist."

"Hateful, I didn't expect that Wanyu Taoist would dare to kill my royal family!"

The emperor said angrily: "This hatred is irreconcilable. One day, we must kill Wanyu Taoist and let everyone in the southern region know what will happen if they dare to touch my royal family."

"Revenge must be taken, but not now. Okay, I want to recover from my injuries. Let's do our own things!"

Chu Jinghong waved his hand to drive people away.

"Yes, Saint Ancestor."

The three of them saluted and left the palace.

When it was quiet outside, Chu Jinghong waved his hand again and released Ming Wang.

Ming Wang slowly woke up and looked around blankly.

"This... seems to be the Lieyang Palace? No, I was captured by the Wanyu Taoist, how could I be in the palace?"

He turned his head in confusion and saw Chu Jinghong.

"Saint Ancestor?"

King Ming stood up in surprise: "Saint Ancestor, you saved me? Hahaha, has the Wanyu Taoist been killed by you?"

"Hmph, if you ask me, that guy should have died a long time ago. He actually provoked my Lieyang royal family again and again. If this person doesn't die, where is the dignity of my royal family?"

"By the way, Saint Ancestor, before Monk Kongguan died this time, he deduced that the time restriction of the Juejing Hanyuan would stop for 9981 days in three years."

"We must plan this carefully, and we must not let the chance of becoming an immortal fall into the hands of others!"

Obviously, Ming Wang's memory still stayed in the Sansheng Zen Temple.

"You don't have to think about these."

Chu Jinghong suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed in the air, and Ming Wang flew over and was tightly grasped by the neck.

"Saint Ancestor, what are you doing?"

Ming Wang stared with horror, and was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

"Don't blame me for being cruel, blame the Wanyu Taoist, who transferred part of Lieyang's national destiny to you."

"So you must die, Lieyang's national destiny can only be mine."

After Chu Jinghong finished speaking, violent mana surged in.

"Ah, don't kill me, Lord Saint Ancestor, spare my life!"

Ming Wang's horrified wailing was of no use at all. The next moment, the whole person was wiped out by the terrible mana shock.

A stream of national destiny emanated from Ming Wang and wrapped around Chu Jinghong's body.

On the other side.

After He Xun left the palace, he sat in a carriage and headed for Jinxiu Hall.

The carriage was very quiet.

After he set up a ban to isolate the sound, he took out the Xuanguang Mirror and activated it. Zhao Mu's figure suddenly appeared on the mirror.

"My Lord, I have told Chu Jinghong what you said. He has decided to send a message to ask those masters from outside the domain not to come to the South Domain for the time being."

He Xun praised: "Tsk tsk, this trick is really brilliant. It solves your biggest crisis at the moment without any effort."