Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Hanhai Continent, Heavenly Palace.

It was quiet in the spacious courtyard.

Mr. Tiger was lying in the grass, gnawing on a huge peach out of boredom.

This peach is grown from the incense peach wood and contains rich spiritual energy and the power of incense. It can not only enhance cultivation and prolong life, but also tastes the best.

Ever since Tiger King ate this peach once, he couldn't stop eating it and ate a lot of it almost every day.

On the other side of the grass, Zhao Mu was sitting cross-legged on a futon, closing his eyes and practicing quietly.

Since the incarnation left, Zhao Mu has been practicing in the garden and has not woken up for several days.

Although Zhao Mu's cultivation level improved very slowly because his body was connected with the Qi of the Incense Peach Wood, he had never slacked off in his cultivation.

After all, practicing is like sailing against the current. If you don't make progress, you will retreat. No matter what the reason is, slacking off is a taboo in practice.

What's more, in Zhao Mu's opinion, the current progress of cultivation is slow, and it is not a kind of training for himself?

It is not only a mental training, but also a polishing of one's own conduct.

Although Incense and Peach Wood slowed down the progress of his practice, it also fundamentally strengthened every step he made in his practice.

Zhao Mu dares to say that in terms of the solidity of his cultivation foundation, there is absolutely no one in the world of immortality who can compare with him.

Zhao Mu had a feeling that one day when he reached the pinnacle of mortal cultivation, he might be able to rely on this solid foundation, which was far superior to other practitioners, to shake the mysterious and mysterious chance of becoming an immortal.

Time passes slowly, and I don’t know how long it has passed.

Tiger Lord, who was nibbling peaches, suddenly raised his head and glanced at the entire yard with doubtful eyes.

"Is it an illusion? Why did it feel like something was approaching just now?"

She stood up and walked around the yard twice, searching every corner with her spiritual thoughts, even those around Zhao Mu.

But unfortunately, she found nothing in the end.

"It seems that it is really an illusion. Alas, this Western Town Seal is not a physical body after all. It is not as useful as my own body back then. Problems always occur."

She shook her head helplessly, turned back and continued to nibble on the peach.

This incense peach is extremely mysterious, and it can also enhance the connection between your soul and the seal of the Western Town, so you can eat more of it.

But she didn't know that it wasn't her imagination just now. Something did come in the yard.

Zhao Mu was immersed in cultivation, mobilizing the magic power to circulate in his body while comprehending the great ways of heaven and earth and polishing his Taoism.

"help me……"

Suddenly, a vague voice came, as if it was close to my ears, but also as if it was far away in the horizon, incomprehensible and indistinct.

"Who's talking to me?"

Zhao Mu's mind was unconsciously drawn towards him, wanting to see clearly who was speaking.

"Help me...save me...save me..."

The calls became clearer and clearer, and the person was already close in front of him.

Zhao Mu's mind rushed forward as hard as he could, as if he was out of control.

Just running all the way, I don’t know how far I have traveled, when suddenly a huge quagmire appeared in front of me.

And in that quagmire, there was a man struggling and shouting desperately, and it was Master Changkong.

"help me……"

The next moment, all dreams disappeared.

Zhao Mu suddenly opened his eyes. The yard was still calm. Tiger Lord was also struggling with a peach in the grass not far away.

"Is it just a pure dream?"

Zhao Mu frowned slightly, his eyes thoughtful.

…

Niu Dazhuang, a name that is so unflattering, but his identity is not at all unflattering.

As the preaching elder of the Demon Sect, Niu Dazhuang has reached the twelfth level of the Sage Realm, and his cultivation level in a single round is no less than that of the Thirteen Demons.

In terms of combat power, Niu Dazhuang, who was born with a special physique and possessed innate divine power, was even stronger than the Thirteen Demon Heads.

It's a pity that God gave Niu Dazhuang a special physique, but was not willing to give him more brains. As a result, this guy has a reckless temperament and lacks any brain in anything he does.

Lanshui City is an ordinary mortal city.

At night, Fengyue Tower, the largest brothel in Lanshui City, is the busiest time.

The hall of Fengyue Tower was already packed with seats. The guests were drunk and the girls greeted them with smiles. It looked like a lively and prosperous scene.

At this time, in the corner of the hall, there were two men who did not call girls, but just sat there quietly drinking alone, looking out of place with the entire Fengyue Tower.

These two men were none other than Zhao Mu and Mo He.

"The wine here is tasteless, so just drink your own."

Zhao Mu pushed away the wine pot on the table, took out his own wine gourd, and filled it for Mo He and himself: "This is wine made from fragrant peaches, try it, I guarantee that you will never forget it after drinking it once. "

"Thank you, Lord."

Mo He picked up the cup and took a sip, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Good wine!"

Not only does it taste good and mellow, but more importantly, the power contained in this wine actually warms his body, which is simply mysterious.

He hurriedly said: "My lord, can you give some of this wine to me? You are right. I will never forget it."

"Haha, of course there is, and it's ready for you."

Zhao Mu opened his palm and saw hundreds of rice-sized wine gourds piled in his palm.

These wine gourds are sealed. As long as the seal is unlocked, they can return to normal size. They are filled with Xianghuo Lingpeach wine.

"Take these first. It will be enough for you to drink for a few years. When you return to the Hanhai Continent, you can drink as much as you want."

Zhao Mu smiled lightly.

He raised his head and looked at the door: "That person is the Niu Dazhuang you mentioned?"

At the door of Fengyue Tower, a bald man with a height of more than ten feet and a body as strong as an iron tower walked in.

"Yes, that's him." Mo He nodded.

As soon as Niu Dazhuang entered the door, a fierce and violent aura filled the entire hall.

Everyone felt a chill on their backs and turned to look at the door.

And when they saw Niu Dazhuang, his body as majestic as a city wall, everyone felt their backs tightening, and they were speechless.

There was deathly silence in the entire hall, and the lively atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

When the old madam saw that something was wrong, she hurriedly walked up to him tremblingly: "Uncle... um, uncle, you are..."

"Cut the nonsense."

Niu Dazhuang waved his arm, which was thicker than an elephant's leg: "I'm going to take care of Fengyuelou today. All the men will get out of here, and all the women will come with me. I'm going to have a great time today!"

After saying that, he raised his foot and stamped hard on the ground.

Boom!

The ground shook, and cracks actually opened. Even the entire Fengyue Tower was shaking, as if it would collapse at any time.

The scene suddenly burst into screams, and everyone stood up and ran out in fear, regardless of gender.

Niu Dazhuang ignored the men at all, but as long as a woman tried to escape from Fengyue Tower, he would immediately tie her back with a magic rope.