Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The heart-listening demon's body became more and more depleted, and gradually turned into white bones.

However, the slave transformed into a slave by Master Changkong did not fully recover, and only part of his flesh and blood grew out of his body.

Obviously, Lingxin Demon has been in the desperate cold abyss for too long, and most of the vitality in his body has been taken away by the years, which is not enough for Master Changkong to recover.

"Fortunately, I was prepared."

Zhao Mu jumped up and left Han Yuan directly.

But it didn't take long before he quickly turned back, holding a bunch of little people the size of rice grains in his hands, which were the group of demons he had captured earlier.

"Haha, that's enough this time!"

He smiled and waved, and a group of demons immediately fell to the ground, and their bodies grew larger and returned to their original shape.

It can be clearly seen that their bodies are rapidly aging and decaying under the erosion of the years.

Master Changkong obviously knew that there was no delay, so he immediately rushed forward with his incomplete body and began to crazily devour the life force of the demons.

And the flesh and blood on his body began to grow at an alarming rate again.

But gradually, Zhao Mu frowned.

Because he found that although Master Changkong's flesh and blood was recovering, the recovery of the soul in his body had stalled, and it seemed that he had been seriously injured.

"Ling Xin Yao said that when he first met Master Changkong, Master Changkong had been seriously injured. Could it be that the foundation of his soul was damaged at that time?"

Zhao Mu felt a little heavy.

This matter is troublesome. If the foundation of the soul is damaged, it will be extremely difficult to recover.

Once the treatment is not good, even if Master Changkong is resurrected, he will be unable to make further progress for the rest of his life, and his lifespan may even be greatly reduced.

After about half a stick of incense, Master Changkong's physical body finally returned to its original state.

He took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

Zhao Mu smiled: "Master, long time no see!"

"Master Wanyu, thank you for saving me!" Master Changkong saluted with his hands in hand, looking grateful.

"Haha, it doesn't matter, let's go out first and then talk. The time restriction here has been consuming your life, you can't stay for a long time!"

"Okay, let's go out first!"

As the two of them spoke, they jumped up and rushed outside.

Before leaving, Master Changkong suddenly turned back to look at Ling Xin Yao.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly waved his hand and shot out a sword light, directly shattering the Heart-Linging Beast that had turned into a slave again.

All right!

This Taoist priest has a hot temper after all!

He may be compassionate and guard the desperate situation of the cold abyss for many years without any complaints.

But if someone wants to harm him, he will take revenge and complain without mercy.

The Lingxin Demon is also a tragedy. I thought that if I turned into a slave again, I would have a chance to be resurrected again in the future, but now it seems that I have nothing!

Zhao and Mu quickly arrived at the seal. He used his magic power to break the seal, and then rushed out with Master Changkong.

But at this moment, a strange suction force came from below, holding his body.

As a result, Changkong Zhenren rushed out, but he stayed inside the seal.

"what happened?"

Zhao Mu's expression changed drastically, and then a disembodied voice suddenly came from his ears: "You broke your promise!"

"Screw your promise, what promise does Pindao have with you? Since you are plotting against me, do you really expect me to go back to find you again?"

Zhao Mu cursed loudly.

It was a voice he would never forget, it was what was behind that mysterious door.

It seems that after entering the desperate situation of Han Yuan, he finally alerted the other party.

At this moment, Master Changkong realized something was wrong, turned around and wanted to come back to save people.

Zhao Mu shouted quickly: "Don't come in, he can't trap me!"

Master Changkong's figure suddenly stopped, but his eyes were fixed on Zhao Mu, and he would rush down if something went wrong.

"Come back, come back and fulfill your promise. I can help you become an immortal. Don't you want to become an immortal?"

That ethereal voice came again.

"Go back, you fool. If you really go back, I'm afraid you won't know how you died. You'd better stay in there by yourself!"

Zhao Mu snorted coldly, and with all his magic power running, he forcibly rushed out of the seal with the suction force.

There was a hint of anger in the misty voice: "You want to leave? You can't leave! How are you doing with the "Eight Immortal Forbidden" I gave you back then?"

"Hmph, I have already tampered with that immortal method. As long as you practice it, you will be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered if you enter the desperate cold abyss again. Don't even think about escaping my control!"

The voice was full of pride.

But the next moment, the proud voice turned into shock: "Wait, no, why don't you have the power of "Eight Immortals" in your body?"

"Because I haven't practiced at all!"

Zhao Mu roared angrily, and all his magic power exploded. His whole body suddenly turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the seal.

The cracks in the seal quickly closed.

In the empty cave, only the misty voice screamed unwillingly: "Impossible, how can someone resist the temptation of immortal magic and not practice? Damn it, you really deserve to die, I will kill you, one day I will kill you." about you!"

…

In the dense forest, two streams of light rushed out of the hole and stopped in mid-air.

Zhao Mu breathed a sigh of relief: "What a risk. Fortunately, Pindao was cautious enough and did not practice the "Eight Immortals Forbidden" rashly, otherwise he would not be able to get out today."

Master Changkong flew over, frowned and asked: "Master Wanyu, who was that person just now and why did he stop you?"

"Human? God knows whether it is a human or not!"

Zhao Mu shook his head and said, "Remember the mysterious door in the ruined ship? The last time we came here, I went in once and saw that thing!"

"Has the Taoist entered that door?"

Changkong Zhenren was extremely surprised.

He has been in the desperate cold abyss for these years. Although he has never entered that door, he can vaguely feel that there is something very scary hidden inside.

He didn't expect that Zhao Mu not only went in, but also came out alive. It was simply unbelievable.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. How do you feel about your body?"

Zhao Mu waved his hand and asked.

Changkong Zhenren used his divine thoughts to scan his body, and his face became a little solemn: "Not very good, my soul has been damaged, and the injury is irreversible. I am afraid that I can't go further in this life."

"And the damage to the soul has also affected my life span. Although I have been resurrected now, I am afraid that I can only live for another three hundred years at most, and the five declines of heaven and man will come."

After Changkong Zhenren broke through the saint, his life span increased by thousands of years, and it would be no problem to live for more than 10,000 years.

But now there are only three hundred years left. This huge gap is really hard to accept.

Zhao Mu frowned and asked, "Do you really have no clue who attacked you in the Desperate Cold Abyss?"

"No, the attack was too sudden, leaving me no time to react."

Changkong Zhenren shook his head helplessly, "But among those who entered the Desperate Cold Abyss, there were only a few who could hurt me even if they attacked. They were either Chu Jinghong, Gu Wuxue, or people from the Shenyue Saint Clan."