Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Lieyang City, Zhenguogong Mansion.

Zhou Yu Niang was practicing in the room, and suddenly Yun Zhilan's voice came from outside: "Sister, I was on the street just now, and a little kid gave me a letter."

"Hmm?"

Zhou Yu Niang opened her eyes: "Come in and talk."

"Okay."

The door was pushed open, and Yun Zhilan walked in with a letter and handed it to Zhou Yu Niang.

"Did you find out who sent the letter?" Zhou Yu Niang asked.

"No, the child only said that someone gave him two pieces of candy and asked him to give the letter to me, and told him to pass it to Zhenguogong. The other party acted very carefully and did not leave any traces."

Yun Zhilan shook his head.

Zhou Yu Niang opened the letter and frowned immediately.

It was written on the letter: "Chu Jinghong wants to kill Wanyu Taoist, come to Hanfeng Plain quickly!"

She certainly knew that Chu Jinghong was going to take action, after all, Wanyu Taoist had given some instructions when he came two days ago.

In other words, this letter would not be a letter for help sent by Wanyu Taoist.

So, who sent the letter?

A friend of Wanyu Taoist?

No, if it was a friend, after hearing the news that Chu Jinghong was going to take action, it would be more likely that he would come directly to the door instead of sending a letter in secret!

In this case, it could be an enemy, or someone who is neither an enemy nor a friend!

Needless to say, the latter wanted to help Wanyu Taoist after receiving the news, but did not want to reveal his identity and offend Chu Jinghong, so he chose to send the letter secretly.

But if it was the former, the other party should be eager for Wanyu Taoist to die, so why send a letter?

Isn't he afraid that Zhou Yu Niang would rush over and really save Wanyu Taoist?

"Interesting!"

Zhou Yu Niang smiled slightly: "It seems that the real purpose of the person behind this is very intriguing!"

...

Cold Wind Plain.

"Will it succeed?"

Liuyun Sanren looked nervous, and his mind was fixed on the invisible strange power, fearing that the other party would find Liang Musheng's original body.

Fortunately, the power just passed by Liang Musheng's original body and directly invaded the body of the puppet.

"Did it work?" She looked delighted.

Changkong Zhenren next to her was also shocked, but wisely did nothing.

Everyone was waiting for the final result.

Under the attack of the strange power, the puppet's body began to melt, and all the "flesh and blood" continued to dissolve and dissipate, revealing the "bones" inside.

Finally, when the puppet was completely turned into a skeleton, the strange invisible power suddenly shook, and directly rolled up the bones and disappeared in an instant.

The surroundings fell into dead silence, and the four people did not speak, wanting to see if that power would return and continue to erode Liang Musheng's body.

Time passed by every second.

They stayed there for seven days and seven nights, and the strange power did not return.

Until the morning of the eighth day, the morning sun rose from the eastern sky, and the sun shone on the earth, dispelling the haze in people's hearts.

Zhao Mu let out a long breath and finally said, "Okay, it seems we succeeded."

"Thank you, Taoist priest."

Liang Musheng stood up and breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this: "Taoist priest, your method is really a great merit for the people in the world of immortal cultivation."

"Yes, there were countless people who entered the desperate cold abyss back then. All of them were entangled by the curse of the bitter slaves and could not rest every day. Now that they have the Taoist priest's method, they can finally rest assured."

Liuyun Sanren also said.

The two people's attitude before was respectful, perhaps because they were in awe of the strength of Wanyu Taoist priest.

But at this moment, the two people's words to Zhao Mu were truly full of gratitude and admiration.

"Master, your methods really make me admire you."

Changkong Zhenren shook his head and said, "Hey, it seems that I will not be able to catch up with you in this life."

"Haha, if you keep talking, I will blush."

Zhao Mu clapped his hands and laughed, "Okay, continue. Next, let's let Brother Liang break the curse of the slave for Liuyun Sanren. I believe you have learned the process just now."

"This..."

Liang Musheng hesitated, "This is not good. After all, I just watched it once. What if I make mistakes?"

"It doesn't matter. I will always watch by the side and remind you if there is any deviation."

Zhao Mu explained, "In addition, I also hope that after you learn it, you can pass on this method to others when you return to the ancient galaxy. It will also be a merit for you."

Liang Musheng was still hesitating, but Liuyun Sanren's eyes lit up, "Musheng, do it. With Master Wanyu watching from the side, nothing will happen."

Obviously, she also hoped that Liang Musheng could learn it.

In that case, when he returns to the Eternal Galaxy, passing on the method to others will bring great benefits to Liang Musheng.

Because although the method was thought up by Zhao Mu, it was Liang Musheng who taught it. When the time comes, Liang Musheng will definitely be able to share the gratitude of the people.

"Okay, then I'll do it!"

Liang Musheng gritted his teeth and finally nodded.

Zhao Mu smiled slightly, took out another puppet flower and many auxiliary materials, and asked Liang Musheng to start the method.

He kept a close eye on the changes and continued to verify some ideas in his mind.

The reason why he asked Liang Musheng to do it was that he was too lazy to go to the Eternal Galaxy, and secondly, he wanted to observe the method he created carefully as a bystander.

The same thing, from different angles, will have different gains.

Since this method could break the curse of the slaves, he wanted to see if he could find some way to deal with the mysterious thing behind the door in the desperate cold abyss.

After all, his current biggest enemy is still the Lord of God and the things in that door.

Liang Musheng followed Zhao Mu's process just now, step by step, to break the curse of slaves on Liuyun Sanren.

After all, he is a master in the saint realm. Not only is he powerful, his memory is also quite amazing.

Even though he only watched it once, he had memorized every detail, so the whole process went smoothly.

Zhao Mu, on the other hand, observed carefully from the side.

When that weird power struck again and began to erode the Liuyun Sanren puppet, a strange feeling suddenly arose in Zhao Mu's heart.

In fact, in the past six hundred years, when he observed the outbreak of the Kunu curse in other people, he had similar feelings, but it was not as strong as this time.

He vaguely noticed that the outbreak process of the Kunu Curse and the changes in its power seemed to be somewhat similar to the "Eight Immortal Forbidden" he had learned at that door.

"Could it be that this curse of slaves evolved through the method of "Eight Gates of Immortal Forbidden"?"

Zhao Mu made a guess in his mind.

It's a pity that he has not practiced the "Eight Gates of Immortal Forbidden", so he cannot study and distinguish it in depth at this time.

"It seems that if we can solve the hidden dangers in the future, we will have to study the "Eight Immortal Forbidden Arts" carefully. This technique is indeed mysterious and unpredictable."

Zhao Mu secretly said.