Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The raging momentum on the sea gradually calmed down, and everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief and return to the air.

"It seems you are right, I am still no match for you."

Taoist Wan Yu sighed, shook his head and said, "But sooner or later I will find out the truth about that year, and I will definitely avenge my junior sister."

"Revenge for junior sister?"

Zhao Mu roared "angry": "Junior sister married me willingly back then. Junior sister, she has never liked you from the beginning to the end. It was always your own fault."

"You're talking nonsense! Junior sister and I fall in love, and it was you who forced her to marry you!"

Taoist Wan Yu yelled with the same "angry": "If you treat her well after we get married, that's all, but you killed her, I will never share this hatred with you!"

Got any gossip?

Everyone's eyes were shining, and they didn't expect to hear a grudge between a wealthy family?

What's more, I didn't expect that Taoist Wan Yu and this old man named Chunyang Zi were actually brothers in the same sect?

"Hahahaha... What a sworn enemy!"

Zhao Mu laughed "sarcastically": "Master Wanyu, you speak so grandly, as if you really want to avenge your junior sister."

"But only I know that you have never cared about your junior sister. You just used her as an excuse to snatch the spiritual plant garden from my hands."

Spiritual Plant Garden?

Everyone's hearts moved, and they felt as if they heard a bigger secret.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Taoist Wan Yu shouted angrily: "Although the spiritual plant garden left by the master is precious, it even contains elixirs that are one hundred thousand years old. By the way, I remember there is also a million-year-old medicine king."

"But Pindao swears that since the master passed the Spiritual Plant Garden to you, I have never thought about it again. I seek revenge from you just for my junior sister!"

What?

A hundred thousand year old elixir?

The million-year-old medicine king?

At this moment, everyone present felt that their blood was boiling.

A thousand-year-old elixir has already made them feel like they have found a treasure.

If there really are elixirs that are 100,000 or even million years old in the Spirit Planting Garden, wouldn't that make people crazy?

Oh my god, what are the origins of Taoist Wanyu and Chunyangzi’s master, so that they can actually leave such a rich legacy?

Tsk tsk, no wonder this Chunyangzi gave away a large number of ten thousand-year elixirs without even batting an eyelid.

It turns out that this old guy is really just giving away a favor.

After all, compared to the million-year-old medicine king, what is a mere ten-thousand-year-old elixir?

At this moment, the greed in everyone's hearts was irresistibly aroused, but no one thought about why Taoist Wan Yu deliberately mentioned when he spoke, what a hundred-thousand-year-old elixir and a million-year-old medicine king?

Seeing everyone's reaction, a smile appeared deep in Zhao Mu's eyes.

This is the result he wants.

It is conceivable that when the monks present return to the Southern Territory, the story of the million-year medicine king will spread all over the world in the shortest possible time and cause a sensation.

It won't be long before the number of people coming to the East China Sea to look for opportunities on the Immortal Island will increase thousands of times.

And not only the middle and lower class monks, but also the top masters can't help but come.

And the abundant luck surrounding those people will become excellent "nutrients" for the fragrant peach wood.

After a while, Taoist Wan Yu dragged his "seriously injured" body away.

Seeing this, the monks left with different thoughts. They must have been impatient to go back and publicize the amazing news they heard today.

"The world is troubled and greedy. Haha, some things never work out. A group of lambs are about to be slaughtered. Pindao is waiting for you here."

Zhao Mu chuckled in his heart, turned around and walked into the island.

Suddenly ripples appeared in the void, and the island in front disappeared, replaced by a piece of land covered by huge peach trees.

That's right, the island just now never existed, it was just an illusion he constructed with the power of incense and peach wood.

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Half a month later, in the Southern Territory, Tianxiang Kingdom.

Zhao Mu controlled Liuli's incarnation and walked slowly into the city.

On the bustling streets, pedestrians crowded with each other.

This is the second time Zhao Mu has come to this city.

The last time he came here, he dressed up as a fortune teller and punished an old man, Li Laosan, who had beaten his wife to death with his own hands when he was young.

It was also that time that he met Chu Yanjing, the third prince of the Lieyang Empire.

wrong!

Today, Chu Yanjing is no longer the third prince, but was chosen by Chu Jinghong to ascend the throne and became the emperor of the Lieyang Empire.

"Things are changing so fast. I didn't expect that the third prince would be the one to ascend the throne in the end."

Zhao Mu walked through the crowd with his hands behind his hands and found many monks passing by on the street.

Tianxiang Kingdom is just an ordinary mortal country. To the people here, monks are like myths and legends, and most people will never see them in their lifetime.

Ordinarily, in a country like this, monks should be like phoenixes and water chestnuts.

But now there are so many monks on the street. What's going on?

Zhao Mu was confused and walked into a restaurant after a while.

"Taoist Master, who are you?" The waiter greeted him enthusiastically.

"One, do you have a private room?"

"I'm sorry, Taoist priest, the private room is full today. Look..."

"It doesn't matter, just find me a corner table in the hall where it's quieter."

"Okay, please!"

The waiter stretched out his hand to lead the way and walked to a table in a corner: "Taoist Master, please sit down. I will serve you a pot of tea first. What do you want to eat?"

"Just bring me seven or eight of your signature dishes. In addition, I'll serve two jugs of the best wine in your store. If it's not enough, I'll serve more."

"Okay, wait a moment!"

The waiter said hello and went straight to the counter.

Zhao Mu looked around and saw several tables of monks sitting in the hall, but their cultivation levels were not high.

At this time, the monks were talking in low voices: "Have you heard? The owner of the fairy island in the East China Sea has a spiritual plant garden in his hands, and there is actually a million-year-old medicine king in it!"

"Of course I've heard of such a big thing. Do you think this is true or false?"

"Of course it's true. According to the colleagues present, Taoist Wan Yu personally told the story about the King of Medicine that day. Who is Taoist Wan Yu? Who can he say nonsense?"

"That's right, that's right. I've also heard that Taoist Wan Yu and that Chunyangzi are fellow disciples, but they have hatred towards each other. Taoist Wanyu is here to seek revenge, but he doesn't want to be able to defeat Chunyangzi at all!"

"Tsk, tsk, Taoist Wan Yu is the most powerful existence in our southern region now. He is not even his opponent. It seems that Chunyangzi is really a master."

"Yes, it is said that after the news about the King of Medicine spread, all the major forces were interested in snatching it away. Even the Lieyang Court was no exception. However, due to the strength of Chunyangzi, no one dared to actually take action."

"Hmph, there's trouble if they dare to take action. A Wanyu Taoist can disturb the Lieyang court forever, let alone the stronger Chunyangzi."

"If you don't dare to take action, then you can only go to the East China Sea Fairy Island to try your luck. I heard that recently there are masters from all the major forces who are preparing to go to the East China Sea to take part in the test."

"Of course they are going, hey, they don't like the ten-thousand-year-old elixir, and they can't get the million-year-old elixir. I guess they are all going for those tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years of elixir. "

"Hmph, that's a good idea. Can they get it if they want it? The elixir they can get in the end depends on the mood of senior Chunyangzi!"

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