Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Cat?

How could there be a cat here?

The four looked at each other.

Jian Linglong guessed: "Could it be the original form of the demon race? I see that among the people who came in this time, although most of them are human cultivators, there are also some demon races?"

"Maybe."

Zhou Yu Niang nodded and said: "By the way, I have heard a lot about the legend of Shen Nishang in the Demon Cult. It is said that she was buried in the desperate cold abyss that year. Is it true?"

"I don't know."

Jian Linglong shook her head: "After Shen Nishang threw me in, she went to explore other places. As for whether she left alive in the end, I don't know."

"Meow..."

Suddenly, another cat's cry came, which seemed to be very close.

But now, even the strongest Zhao Mu among the four did not notice where the cat was.

Zhao Mu shook his head and asked, "You have been a slave for thousands of years in this desperate cold abyss. Do you know what is special in this ship?"

Jian Linglong thought, "There is indeed a special place, but that place is too dangerous. All of us slaves dare not approach it, so we don't know what is inside?"

"For thousands of years, has no slave ever been to the place you mentioned?" Zhou Yu Niang was puzzled.

"It's not that there is no slave, but no slave who has been there can come out, so others naturally stay away from it."

Jian Linglong smiled bitterly, "After all, although we have become slaves, as long as other cultivators enter the desperate cold abyss, we still have a chance to revive, but if we are buried in that place, we will really die."

"Okay, then take us there. I believe the opportunity to become an immortal should be there." Zhao Mu said.

"Can I not go?" Jian Linglong was timid.

The three of them didn't say anything, but just looked at her quietly, which made her feel uneasy.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you there."

Jian Linglong had no choice but to lead the way.

The four of them walked forward, passing through one dilapidated house after another, and encountered many white-bone slaves during the journey.

But with Zhao Mu there, the white-bone slaves were not a threat at all, and basically all of them were easily dealt with by him.

Except for the slaves, there seemed to be no other dangers in this dilapidated ship, so the four of them had a smooth journey.

After walking for several hours, the four of them finally arrived outside a hall.

What surprised them was that at this moment, other people had already rushed over one after another, as if they had made an appointment.

Zhu Qincang and the people from the four major sects were standing in front.

Seeing Zhao Mu and the other four arrive, Zhu Qincang immediately came over: "Greetings, Zen Master."

"You are polite, fellow Taoist." Zhao Mu pretended to put his hands together and chanted Amitabha.

Zhu Qincang looked at Changkong Zhenren again: "Brother, where did you go just now? We have been looking for you for a long time but couldn't find you."

"When I was chasing the white-bone slave, I happened to meet the Zen master, so we came here together."

Changkong Zhenren looked around and said: "Why are you all here? Does everyone know that this place is special?"

"Is this place special?"

Zhu Qincang was stunned: "We came here chasing a white cat. As far as I know, it seems that everyone is chasing a white cat."

White cat?

Zhao Mu and the other four looked at each other and remembered the cat's cry they heard before.

"Are you chasing the same white cat?" Zhao Mu asked.

Zhu Qincang shook his head: "Not sure, after all, everyone was led here from different directions, and there is probably more than one white cat."

"But the white cat is not the point. The point is that it is obvious that someone is deliberately leading everyone here. It seems that this hall is indeed very special."

He looked at the hall: "Maybe, the opportunity to become an immortal is really here."

Zhao Mu turned his head and looked at the people gathered here, and said: "How many people from your four major sects can be identified now?"

Zhu Qincang was stunned, and quickly reacted to what Zhao Mu meant.

He smiled bitterly and said: "Except for the two people who came with me, I can hardly identify the identities of others."

"It's not just our four major sects, other forces are the same. Look at those people from the Shenyue Saint Clan. They are obviously of the same blood, but at this moment, aren't they all wary of the people around them?"

Several people turned their heads and found that the atmosphere inside the Shenyue Saint Clan was weird, and there was even a hint of murderous intent between each other.

The situation of other forces was similar.

The final fight for the chance to become an immortal has already complicated the relationship between everyone, and the appearance of the white-bone slave has made this relationship even worse.

Now everyone can't be sure whether the person standing next to them is their real companion or has been possessed by the slave.

In this tense relationship, if something unexpected happens, the first person everyone might want to kill is the "companion" next to them.

"Meow..."

Suddenly, another cat cry broke the silence at the scene.

Everyone turned around and saw a white cat running from the corridor in the distance.

"It was this white cat that led us here. It must know where the chance to become an immortal is. Catch it!"

Someone immediately pounced on it.

But at this moment, a figure emitting brilliant Buddha light fell from the sky and suddenly fell to the ground.

Rumble!

The ground shook, and the Buddha light spread like a tornado, directly knocking away all the people who pounced on it, and each of them was seriously injured.

"This white cat belongs to me, no one of you is allowed to grab it!"

The person who came was Monk Zhikong.

But at this moment, Zhikong was in an abnormal state. His eyes were red as blood, and he was no longer as peaceful as before. Instead, he was murderous like a demon.

"Zhikong, how did you become like this?" Zhu Qincang shouted loudly.

"Zhikong?"

"Yes, I am Zen Master Zhikong. No, I am not Zhikong. I am Shen Yu'an. No, who is Shen Yu'an? I am Zhikong?"

Monk Zhikong shouted incoherently and hit his head with his fists, as if he was in great pain.

"Meow!"

At this moment, the white cat called again and rushed into the hall.

"Don't run, tell me what the opportunity to become an immortal is?"

Monk Zhikong shouted and immediately rushed into the hall.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly followed in. They didn't want the opportunity to become an immortal to be snatched away by a madman.

"What's wrong with Zhikong? Why did he become like this?" Zhu Qincang frowned.

"Can't you see that?"

Jian Linglong said, "The monk was obviously possessed by a slave, but the slave called Shen Yue'an seemed unable to completely suppress the monk."

"So even though he possessed the body, something went wrong when the two consciousnesses merged, which is why he is so crazy now."

"Is there any way to separate them?" Zhu Qincang asked.

"No way."

Jian Linglong shook her head, "There is no failure in the possession of the slave. Either the possession is successful or both perish. There is no chance to fail the second time, so it is impossible to separate them, at least I can't do it."

"Of course, just because I can't do it doesn't mean that others can't do it. Maybe a few saints can join forces, or immortals can do it."

At this time, everyone had rushed into the hall.

I saw that the hall was spacious and wide, and it looked as big as half a city. Thousands of people standing inside were not crowded at all.

The entire hall was surrounded by walls, empty, with only a closed door in front.

"Where is the white cat?" someone asked in confusion.

Everyone looked around, but saw that the white cat had disappeared, and only the crazy monk Zhikong was left in front of the hall.

Zhao Mu looked at the door.

There was only one door in the empty hall, which naturally reminded him of the door that could not be opened as mentioned by the Star-Moon Ancient Emperor.