Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Hearing the discussion of the cultivators, Zhao Mu smiled slightly. It seemed that he had played that play very successfully.

With the endorsement of Wanyu Daoren, the number one master in the Southern Region, people have already believed that there are a large number of precious spiritual medicines planted in the spiritual plantation of "Chun Yangzi", including a million-year-old medicine king.

In the land of the Southern Region, a million-year-old spiritual medicine can already be called a medicine king.

Ten thousand-year-old spiritual medicine may only be precious to cultivators below the Soul Refining Realm, but a million-year-old medicine king can make cultivators in the Sage Realm crazy.

Since the battle of Lieyang City, after the death of Lieyang Patriarch, King Qing, King Jing and others, there are no saints in the Southern Region except Yun Zhongyi and Zhou Yu Niang.

In addition, the four major sects stay in the Eternal Galaxy, and most of the forces that dominate the various forces are now a group of sages.

I believe that a million-year-old medicine king and many hundreds of thousands of years of spiritual medicines will surely stir up the situation in the entire Southern Region and make all cultivators yearn for the East China Sea Fairy Island.

At this time, the food came, so Zhao Mu continued to listen to the monks talking while eating and drinking.

"Okay, okay, what Medicine King or not, that kind of treasure is not something we can get our hands on, let's talk about something else."

"Yes, the Medicine King is too far away from us. After the matter of Tianxiang Country is settled, it is more realistic for us to go to the East Sea Fairy Island and get a thousand-year-old elixir."

"By the way, do you think there are really saint relics in Tianxiang Mountain?"

"I don't know, let's go and see first. If there are saint relics, there must be countless treasures inside. Even if we can't snatch them from those masters, we can at least drink some soup!"

Saint relics?

Zhao Mu was stunned. No wonder a large number of immortal cultivators suddenly appeared in Tianxiang Country, a mortal country. Is it that there are treasures here?

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the street outside: "Fairy Linglong is here!"

"What, Fairy Linglong?"

Several monks in the inn rushed out immediately after hearing the noise.

Seeing their eyes shining and their necks stretched out, they obviously admired the Fairy Linglong.

I guess the Fairy Linglong must be a peerless beauty.

But Zhao Mu didn't bother to care, he had seen too many stunning beauties in his life.

Moreover, with his current state of mind, there were few things in the world that could easily move his heartstrings.

At this moment, the monks who rushed out of the inn were all looking at the sky in the distance: "Tsk tsk, it's really Fairy Linglong. I didn't expect that there is such a beautiful woman in the world, just like a fairy."

"But isn't Fairy Linglong an elder of the Demon Cult? Now that the Demon Cult has fallen, the Lieyang Court is hunting down the remnants of the Demon Cult. How dare she show up in public?"

"Hehe, you don't know this, actually after leaving the Desperate Cold Abyss, Fairy Linglong has already surrendered to the court."

"That's right, Fairy Linglong has long since left the Demon Cult and surrendered to the court. Now of course she can walk around openly, and she still has an official position in the court."

"So that's the case. Fairy Linglong is really smart. She saw that the Demon Cult had no future early on."

"Of course, such a beautiful woman is naturally smart!"

Hearing the discussions of the crowd, Zhao Mu, who was not interested in Fairy Linglong, suddenly had an idea.

Fairy Linglong?

Elder of the Demon Cult?

Have you been to the Desperate Cold Abyss?

Combining these clues, Zhao Mu suddenly thought of a wretched woman.

Yes, wretched!

Although the word wretched is not usually used to describe women, especially beautiful women.

But for that woman, Zhao Mu felt that these two words were appropriate, because a big man who picked his feet lived in the body of that woman.

That's right, the person Zhao Mu thought of was Jian Linglong, a former elder of the Demon Sect, but was possessed by a slave in the desperate cold abyss.

The slave who possessed her was named Zhang Luan, a man who fell into the desperate cold abyss thousands of years ago and became a slave.

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Above the city, three male cultivators surrounded a beautiful female cultivator and were slowly falling into the city.

This female cultivator was Jian Linglong.

At this moment, Jian Linglong moved lightly with lotus steps, stepped on the auspicious clouds and landed on the ground gracefully.

She looked charming and attractive, and exuded a kind of faint fragrance, which made the three male monks following her fascinated and reluctant to look away.

When the four people fell to the ground, the fragrance on Jian Linglong's body began to spread around, and the eyes of the men who smelled it lit up immediately.

"Fairy, you must be tired, why don't we find a place to rest first, and then go to Tianxiang Mountain tomorrow?"

A male monk said attentively.

Seeing this, the other two also hurriedly offered their courtesy: "Fairy, are you hungry? I think we should find a restaurant to eat first. Although Tianxiang Country is just a mortal country, there are still some good dishes?"

"Yes, yes, I have been to Tianxiang Country. I know that there is an inn in the capital that makes pickled duck. It is a unique dish. Fairy, why don't you go and taste it?"

Jian Linglong looked at the three attentive male monks, and then looked at the men on the street who were looking over, raised her hand and smiled charmingly.

"Hehe, the three young men are so kind to me. Well, I will obey your orders today."

Jian Linglong put on a coquettish look, which made the three male monks' hearts beat fast.

The men on the road around also swallowed their saliva, banged their heads against the pillars, and were beaten by their wives.

The four of them walked forward and soon came to a restaurant.

At this time, the inn was very quiet. The guests looked at Jian Linglong who came in, and even forgot the delicious food on the table.

Some people even had wine glasses in their hands, and they didn't notice that the wine spilled on the table.

A wisp of strange fragrance filled the entire restaurant as Jian Linglong walked in, stirring people's hearts.

"Where is the waiter, why don't you come out to greet the guests?"

A male monk shouted loudly.

The waiter woke up as if from a dream, and then hurried over: "The distinguished guest is here, please come in, girl!"

He was obviously fascinated by Jian Linglong, so much so that he only greeted Jian Linglong and ignored the three male monks next to him.

"Hehe, thank you, brother Xiaoer!"

Jian Linglong smiled charmingly and walked inside with brother Xiaoer.

The three male monks were furious when they saw this, secretly hating that a mortal dared to be attentive to the woman they liked.

However, with Jian Linglong in front of them, they did not dare to attack directly, and could only follow.

Just as the waiter led the four people to an empty table and prepared to sit down, suddenly the stars shifted and the eight directions turned upside down.

The four people felt a trance in front of their eyes, and when they came to their senses, they found that they had come to the corner of the hall.

And at the table in the corner, a Taoist in black clothes was sitting, drinking alone.