Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

"Not good!"

Zhu Qincang and others' faces changed drastically, and they almost instinctively wanted to escape.

But Chu Jinghong even used the divine weapon, how could he let them have a chance to escape?

The terrible divine power came in an instant, directly covering all the people from the four major sects.

The next moment, the divine power manifested a sea of ​​fire, and the hot flames melted gold and forged jade.

"The people from the four major sects are finished!"

"Who can be blamed? Knowing that the court regards them as rebels, they dared to appear in front of Chu Jinghong instead of staying in the ancient galaxy. Isn't it looking for death?"

"There is no way. The temptation of the opportunity to become an immortal is too great. Look at this southern region of the immortal world. How many people can resist this temptation."

"Yes, it is inevitable that the four major sects want to grab the opportunity, but before they come, they actually don't find a backer who can calm the scene. It's too stupid."

The onlookers talked a lot, some sympathized, and some gloated.

Zhu Qincang and others were about to be buried in the sea of ​​fire.

Suddenly, a Buddhist chant resounded through the sky: "Amitabha, good, good, why is Mr. Chu so aggressive?"

A young monk descended from the sky and blocked the four major sects.

The monk burst into brilliant Buddha light, forming a big Buddha in front of him.

The big Buddha put his hands together, and the whole person was shining with golden light, and he actually blocked the sea of ​​fire.

"Where did you come from, and you dare to interfere in my affairs?"

Chu Jinghong shouted angrily.

"Hehe, I am Jiankong, from the Pure Land of Bliss, and I have met Mr. Chu."

Zhao Mu chanted the Buddhist name and said with a smile.

Jiankong?

Pure Land of Bliss?

Everyone was stunned and suddenly remembered the identity of the person who came.

This monk is the powerful monk from the Pure Land of Bliss, the sect of the Eastern Divine Land, who appeared in Sansheng Zen Temple?

At that time, everyone thought that this monk was just a saint.

But now it seems that the speculation at that time was simply outrageous. After all, a saint could not withstand Chu Jinghong's attack.

However, his cultivation was secondary. The most feared thing about this monk was his terrifying background.

At this moment, not only Chu Jinghong, but also Gu Wuxue and the people of the Shenyue Saint Clan frowned one by one.

Because only those who have left the Southern Region can truly understand the horror of the Pure Land of Bliss.

"So you are Master Jiankong."

Chu Jinghong's face was gloomy. He suddenly waved his hand, and the sea of ​​fire in the sky dissipated instantly, making the four major sects breathe a sigh of relief as if they had survived a disaster.

There was a look of scrutiny in his eyes: "Master Jiankong has a history with the four major sects, otherwise why would he protect them?"

Zhao Mu smiled lightly: "Not that they have a history, I just promised a friend to help the four major sects."

"Friend?"

Chu Jinghong frowned slightly: "What kind of friend can actually invite the Zen master to wade into this muddy water?"

"Wanyu Taoist!"

"Is it him?"

Chu Jinghong's face suddenly turned cold. Every time he heard this name, he felt hateful.

And the dignitaries in the court had strange expressions.

The court had planned to provoke Wanyu Taoist to fight with Monk Jiankong, so that the two would die together.

Who would have thought that they were familiar with each other?

In this way, the court's plan at the time was simply a big joke!

"Master Jiankong!"

At this moment, Gu Wuxue suddenly asked: "Where is Taoist Wanyu now? Why didn't he come to Juejing Hanyuan?"

"Hehe, Wanyu has something to deal with. He won't compete with everyone for the chance to become an immortal."

Everyone was relieved when they heard this.

That person is now recognized as the strongest person in the Southern Region. If he doesn't come, everyone feels that the possibility of grabbing the opportunity is greater.

Chu Jinghong frowned: "I heard that Taoist Wanyu had a bad relationship with the four major sects because of the matter of the Eternal Star River five hundred years ago. Why is he willing to help them now?"

Obviously, he was still unwilling to kill the people from the four major sects.

Zhao Mu smiled and shook his head: "I don't know about this. Taoist Wanyu just said that the four major sects gave too much, and he felt embarrassed if he didn't help."

Give... too much?

Is the reason so tacky?

You are the number one master in the Southern Region, a true hermit, how can you bend for a few dollars?

Everyone secretly complained, but they were also curious about what bargaining chips the four major sects gave to make Wanyu Daoist let go of the unhappiness between the two sides?

At this time, a strange feeling suddenly filled the hearts of many powerful people.

Chu Jinghong and others couldn't help but look into the depths of the cave.

"Am I feeling wrong? The power of the time restriction seems to have disappeared?" Gu Wuxue asked.

Chu Jinghong shook his head: "You are not wrong, it has indeed disappeared, it seems we can go in."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Zhao Mu put his hands together: "Amitabha, Changkong Zhenren, you can close the seal below, so that everyone can go in."

"Okay!"

Changkong Zhenren didn't waste any words, pinched the seal, and dozens of mana shot into the depths of the cave.

Rumble!

The earth shook in an instant, and everyone could feel that the breath that sealed everything in the depths of the cave disappeared.

The seal has been released!

Everyone was shocked and rushed out immediately.

Those who rushed in the front were the cultivators from small and medium-sized sects and the independent cultivators. It seemed that in their opinion, the earlier they entered the desperate cold abyss, the better their chances would be of grabbing the opportunity to become immortals.

But the people from the three major forces were not in a hurry to go in, and they obviously regarded the people in front as cannon fodder.

After all, no one knows what the desperate cold abyss is like.

In addition to the time restriction, who knows if there will be other dangers, so be careful.

After most people went in, the people from the three major forces were on guard and flew deep into the cave.

"Master, thank you for your help just now."

Zhu Qincang and others followed Zhao Mu and saluted respectfully.

"No need, I was just entrusted by someone."

"No matter what, Master is the benefactor of my four major sects. By the way, Master, is Taoist Wanyu really not coming?"

"It's hard to say. If he finishes his own business, maybe he will come."

At this time, everyone had passed the original seal and came to the bottom of the desperate cold abyss.

A huge open space was scattered with countless broken magic weapons.

And a dry riverbed divided the open space into two parts, front and back, and a stone bridge was built on the riverbed.

This side of the bridge is where everyone is standing, and across the bridge is a deep and wide cave.

Looking up, you can vaguely see the end of the cave, where there seems to be a magnificent palace.

But no one is paying attention to the palace at this moment. Everyone's eyes are fixed on the shadow of the young Taoist priest standing on the stone bridge with his back to everyone.

"Finally back here again."

Zhao Mu looked around, his heart full of sighs.

This is his second time to enter the desperate cold abyss, and the last time he came here, it was still full of the power of the years.

"Last time I came here, I was not strong enough and did not dare to cross the stone bridge to enter the depths. This time I have to take a good look at what is in the cave opposite?"

Zhao Mu thought to himself.

At this time, some cultivators have already walked onto the stone bridge.

Suddenly someone exclaimed: "Everyone come and see, there are words under the feet of this shadow!"