Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The jungle was quiet except for the occasional breeze and the rustling of floating leaves.

The sleepy white cat's eyelids suddenly trembled slightly and he woke up.

"So comfortable!"

She let out a sweet sigh in her throat, slowly opened her eyes, and saw Zhao Mu sitting under the tree.

"woke up?"

Zhao Mu smiled and said: "Let's get to know each other again, poor Taoist Xuan Chengzi. You can also call me Chu Ying. What about you? What should I call you, Shen Nichang?"

"Shen Nichang is my former name. People who have died once should change their names."

The white cat stretched its body lazily, and its two little ears trembled smartly: "Just call me Mr. Tiger. A new name can also be regarded as a new beginning. Haha, it's so good to leave the desperate cold abyss!"

She stood up and ran around twice, as if she hadn't been as happy as she was now in many years.

"Tiger Lord? It's an interesting name. It seems you are not a cat, but... a white tiger?"

"That's right, but I only take on the form of a cat and a tiger. In essence, I still have the seal of the Western Town."

After combing his beard with his paws, Mr. Tiger turned his head and said, "Let's get out of here first. After being trapped in the desperate cold abyss for thousands of years, I feel uncomfortable when I'm near here."

"Okay, let me go to a place first."

Zhao Mu also stood up and spread his palms.

"What do you mean?" Mr. Hu looked at Zhao Mu's palm in confusion.

"Come into my arms and I will take you flying." Zhao Mu said with a playful smile.

"roll!"

Mr. Tiger rolled his eyes: "I told you, don't treat me like a pet. It's annoying."

"Really annoying?"

"Nonsense, can I still like you?"

Tiger King gritted his teeth, but there was a trace of desire in his eyes.

But in the end, she still raised her head proudly with her "firm" will: "Huh, no matter what, I will never get into your arms again."

"Yeah, that's a shame."

Zhao Mu shook his head regretfully: "Since you don't want me to hug you, then turn into a tiger and carry me away!"

"What, you still want to ride me? What do you think of me as my mother?" Tiger Lord's hair suddenly exploded, his teeth bared and his eyes widened.

Zhao Mu clapped his hands: "Either let me hold you, or let me ride you, you choose one, otherwise I will turn you back into a big seal."

"you……"

Tiger King's cheeks bulged with anger, and he stretched out his paws, eager to scratch Zhao Mu's face.

But in the end, she still gave in, and her figure quickly grew up, turning into a strong white tiger over three feet tall.

"Haha, what a beautiful tiger!"

Zhao Mu chuckled, jumped up and lay on the white tiger's back. He also took out a wine gourd and took a sip happily: "Let's go."

"Where to go?"

"Dragon Burial Valley, you should know him!"

"Why are you going to Dragon Burial Valley? There is nothing there except a group of dragon undead souls?"

"You don't have to worry about it, just take me there."

"I really don't understand you. By the way, what's the point of drinking alone? Give me a pot!"

"Haha, it turns out we are the same people!"

Zhao Mu chuckled, waved another wine gourd, and floated it in front of Tiger Lord.

Hu Jun opened her mouth, and a stream of wine poured into her mouth like an endless river.

"Haha, good wine!"

Lord Tiger laughed with satisfaction, and the clouds formed under his feet soared into the sky, flying towards the Dragon Burial Valley.

Lord Tiger is also a master of the twelfth-level immortal realm. In terms of actual combat power, he is even much stronger than the average twelfth-level immortal.

Therefore, even though I am only in the day travel realm, Zhao Mu is not worried about his safety at all with Tiger Lord by his side.

He lay on the broad tiger's back and flew through the clouds with his legs crossed.

After wandering all the way for more than half a month, he finally arrived at Dragon Burial Valley.

"Um?"

Suddenly, a loud noise came from below. Zhao Mu sat up in confusion, looking away from the clouds and looking at the ground.

I saw tens of thousands of monks gathered in the open space outside Dragon Burial Valley, seemingly looking for something?

Zhao Mu looked around and found that those monks were strong and weak. The weak ones were only at the soul refining stage, while the strong ones had already reached the sage level.

Moreover, these monks were loosely organized, in groups of seven or five, and were obviously not in the same group.

"It's strange. Dragon Burial Valley used to be deserted. Why are there so many monks here today?"

"And looking at these people, they have been looking around outside, but they have not been buried in the Dragon Valley at all. It is obvious that the target is not the dragon undead."

"Besides the dragon undead, what else can attract the attention of so many monks in Dragon Burial Valley?"

Zhao Mu thought for a while, jumped onto the clouds, patted Tiger Lord and said, "Become a cat. Let's go down and see what happened?"

"good!"

Tiger Lord squinted his eyes drunkenly, and his huge body suddenly turned into a white cat and jumped into Zhao Mu's arms.

"I'll sleep for a while, don't call me if you have nothing to do!"

Tiger Lord hummed, found the most comfortable position, and fell asleep happily in Zhao Mu's arms.

Zhao Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He also didn't expect that Shen Nichang would turn out to be such a greedy woman, and she didn't need any cultivation to get rid of the drunkenness when drinking.

"There is a universe in that gourd, and the wine it contains can almost catch up with a river. You didn't waste any of it."

He shook his head and fell to the ground on the clouds.

Someone noticed Zhao Mu, but just glanced at him and didn't care.

After all, there were other cultivators coming from afar, so they thought Zhao Mu was one of them.

It fell lightly to the ground.

Zhao Mu stroked the white cat and looked around, then found a young man who looked friendly and easy to talk to and walked up to him: "Meet you, Taoist."

"Hmm?"

The young man turned around in confusion and returned a salute: "What's up, Taoist?"

"Nothing, I just want to ask, what are you looking for?"

"You don't know? If you don't know what to look for, why did you come to the Buried Dragon Valley?"

"Haha, I was passing by here on my way and saw so many Taoists gathered in the Buried Dragon Valley, so I came down to ask."

"So that's how it is."

The young man clapped his hands , sat down on the ground: "It's not a secret anyway, it doesn't matter if I tell you."

"Fellow Daoist, don't look for it anymore, can we talk while we look?"

"Forget it, let's take a break. Anyway, even if we really find it, it won't fall into my hands. I'm just here to join in the fun. By the way, do you have any wine?"

"Yes!"

Zhao Mu smiled, and also sat cross-legged on the ground, and took out a gourd of wine and handed it over: "Fellow Daoist, please."

"Thank you!"

The young man took the gourd of wine, gulped down several gulps, wiped his mouth and shouted good wine.

He grinned and said: "Fellow Daoist, have you heard about the many masters in the southern region entering the desperate cold abyss to find the opportunity to become immortals?"

"Of course I heard about it. What you are looking for is related to that incident?"

Zhao Mu's heart moved and asked.