Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Looking at the obscene expression on Jian Linglong's beautiful face, Zhao Mu was speechless.

Doesn't this big man know how unacceptable it would be to make an obscene expression with this beautiful skin?

He shook his head: "It's better not to make such an expression with this face in the future."

"Uh..."

Jian Linglong smacked her lips and widened her eyes in surprise, wondering what Taoist Wanyu meant. Did he really like my skin?

Or, should I take the initiative?

Well, this guy's brain circuit is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Zhao Mu was too lazy to pay attention to this guy. He released the seal in his hand and shouted: "Move the mountain!"

Suddenly, the majestic magic power turned into a huge golden armored god. He bent down and directly lifted the mountain below and carried it on his shoulders.

The huge vibration shook the entire Tianxiang Mountains, and the monks in various parts of the mountains were horrified and looked at the golden-armored god who could reach the sky and the earth.

They were all gods and immortals respected by countless people in Tianxiang Country and the nearby mortal countries, and many mortals worshiped them every day.

Perhaps they had been worshipped for too long, so they seemed to regard themselves as real immortals from the bottom of their hearts, and even looked down on everything in many cases.

But the scene in front of them completely shattered their pride.

What immortal?

What thousands of people admired?

It was simply a big joke!

Compared with this person's heavenly means, what were the magic spells they used to be proud of?

Many of them regarded mortals as ants, but now they suddenly realized that in front of the real strong, they were not ants?

So for a while, many people's hearts were covered with ashes, and their thoughts were no longer clear.

But there are also many people who have a more solid Tao heart and are determined to pursue a higher realm, no longer trapped in the worship of mortals.

Ignoring everyone's thoughts, after the golden armored god moved the mountain, Zhao Mu and Jian Linglong lowered their heads and looked at the original location of the mountain.

They saw a huge underground palace in the stratum.

Every brick and tile, table and chair in the palace contained spiritual energy, worthy of being a relic left by a saint.

But at this moment, the two did not pay attention to the palace, but looked at a cave in the stratum next to the palace.

They saw a hundred-foot-long earthworm in the cave.

The earthworm exuded a strong demonic aura and a lot of divine light, which was the poisonous light covering the Tianxiang Mountains.

"It turned out to be a big demon that was cultivated from an earthworm." Jian Linglong looked solemn.

Because she felt a fatal threat from this earthworm demon.

In fact, the earthworm monster's cultivation level is also at the sage level, not much stronger than hers. Even if she is defeated in terms of cultivation level, she should be able to escape.

But the key is that the earthworm monster's huge body surface constantly secretes strange mucus.

This mucus drips on the ground and can immediately corrode the ground into a bottomless pit, which obviously contains terrible poison.

Faced with this poison, even Jian Linglong feels terrified.

"Fortunately, Taoist Wanyu reminded me that this girl did not gather some people and came here rashly, otherwise I might really die here."

Jian Linglong muttered with lingering fear.

She looked at the opposite side of the earthworm monster again, and saw a group of rich Buddha light on the ground over there.

However, the owner of the Buddha light was obviously much worse in cultivation than the earthworm monster, so he was pressed into a corner by the huge demonic energy and had no power to resist.

Under the cover of the Buddha light, dozens of ordinary people were pale and trembling around a young monk.

The young monk was a little special. He was handsome, but he was wearing a tattered monk's robe, and he looked extremely sloppy.

But when she saw the young monk, Jian Linglong couldn't help but feel a kind of respect in her heart, even though his cultivation was not as strong as hers.

"What a compassionate Buddha's heart, what a real great monk!"

Jian Linglong couldn't help but admire: "Although this monk's cultivation is not strong, he is much more pleasing to the eye than those fake monks in Sansheng Zen Temple."

"Why, you can still see his Buddha's heart?" Zhao Mu asked with a smile.

"To be honest with you, I am quite accomplished in the art of observing qi. I can feel that this monk is a truly compassionate Buddhist monk, not one of those fake monks in Sansheng Zen Temple who only care about fame and fortune."

Jian Linglong said seriously: "Look at what he is doing now. He is clearly unable to continue, but he still protects the people around him at the cost of his life."

"Some people may think this approach is pedantic, but in my opinion, this is the choice that a true Buddhist monk should make."

"Haha, I didn't expect that you would also have a time to truly respect others." Zhao Mu laughed and teased.

Jian Linglong's expression froze, and she felt a little guilty.

She heard the meaning of Zhao Mu's words.

Yes, she seemed to be respectful to Zhao Mu, but that was actually just a kind of fear and caution in the face of a strong man, and she was cautious to protect herself.

But she respected the young monk from the bottom of her heart and respected his character.

The two looked similar, but they were very different.

That's why she was a little nervous at this moment, fearing that she would anger the "Taoist Wanyu".

"Alright, I'm using my power to pressure you today, so I know your attitude towards me, so I won't care."

Zhao Mu shook his head and looked at the young monk: "What's more, I know him better than you do, so I understand why you respect him."

"Does the Taoist know this monk?" Jian Linglong was curious.

"Of course I know him. I am half his master." Zhao Mu said with a smile.

This young monk is Daoyuan.

I didn't expect that they would meet here again after they parted in Changzhou City, Southern Zhao State.

I don't know why Yuan appeared here, and why he provoked the earthworm monster, so that he was trapped in a desperate situation?

What surprised Zhao Mu even more was that the monk Daoyuan had already entered the realm of manifestation, and there seemed to be a hidden power of the sage realm belonging to someone else in his body.

At this moment, Daoyuan was relying on this power to resist the attack of the earthworm monster, but it was almost unsustainable.

"If I remember correctly, he was only in the Yuanshen realm when we met last time?"

"It's only been a few years, and he has already broken through to the Xianshen realm. Are all reborn people really so talented?"

"And the power of the sage realm in his body, who does it belong to? Why does it feel familiar? What has he experienced in these years?"

Zhao Mu guessed in his heart.

"Master, this little monk seems to be about to collapse!" Jian Linglong reminded.

"Well, after all, it is someone else's power. It is not cultivated by oneself, so naturally it cannot be used as one's arm. It is good that he can hold on until now."

Zhao Mu nodded, and with a thought, he was ready to get rid of the earthworm monster.