Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Zhao Mu naturally agreed with Changkong Zhenren's speculation.

"No matter who did it, it is impossible for you to take revenge at present, so the most important thing now is to consider how to go in the future."

Zhao Mu pondered and asked: "What are your plans next? You only have 300 years to live. Do you want to try to find out if there is any way to help you restore your soul?"

"The possibility is very small. I hurt the soul at its root, and it is almost impossible to recover. Maybe the legendary gods on earth have a way."

Changkong Zhenren shook his head helplessly: "But it's a pity that no one has been able to prove the gods on earth for tens of thousands of years, so the only way I can restore my soul is to disintegrate and repair myself."

"But my soul is fundamentally damaged, and the possibility of awakening past life memories after disintegrating and repairing is also very small, so..."

So it seems destined that once he dies in 300 years, he will completely disappear in the vast reincarnation.

To be honest, Changkong Zhenren is very unwilling.

Because he has not seen that Ziwei Daomen stands proudly at the top of the Southern Region!

He also didn't see that the Southern Region had reversed its decline and returned to its strength ten thousand years ago, and even more glorious.

He also hadn't been able to go to other regions to see the other wonderful things in this world!

Unfortunately, even if he was unwilling, what could he do?

His soul had been injured to the root, destined to have only three hundred years of life left in this life. Even if he disintegrated and reborn, there was no hope of awakening and returning.

"Ah!"

Changkong Zhenren sighed deeply, full of bitterness.

Zhao Mu pondered for a moment and said, "In fact, your situation is not completely without a solution."

"Hmm?"

Changkong Zhenren suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining: "Master Wanyu, what did you say?"

"I mean, maybe I have a way to solve your troubles, but this method may make you lose some freedom."

"What method?"

"The way of the incense god!"

"This..."

Changkong Zhenren's eyes suddenly dimmed again: "Master Wanyu, are you trying to comfort me? Everyone knows that the last incense peach tree in the world was destroyed tens of thousands of years ago. Now no one in the world can practice the way of the incense god."

"No, there is still an incense peach tree in the world!"

"Master, are you serious?"

"Of course it's true. I'm not in the mood to joke in this situation."

Zhao Mu said seriously: "It's just that the incense peach tree has an owner. If you change to the way of the incense god, you must be controlled by that person, so I hope you will think it over carefully."

"Who is that person?" Changkong Zhenren also asked with a fixed gaze.

Zhao Mu did not answer directly, but said: "This person is now in the land of the demon tribe in the Northern Territory. If you want to switch to the way of the gods, you can go to the Northern Territory to see him."

"Is he a demon?"

"No, a human!"

"Then how can I find him when I get to the Northern Territory?"

"You don't need to find him, he will come to you."

Changkong Zhenren pondered for a while and made up his mind: "Okay, I will rush to the land of the Northern Territory now. As for whether to switch to the way of the gods of incense and fire in the end, I will talk about it after I meet that person."

"Since you have an idea, let's go as soon as possible."

Zhao Mu nodded and said: "It usually takes one or two hundred years to go by sea, but you have already comprehended a little bit of the way of time. Even if you don't need to move the formation, you can rush there much faster than others. I hope this trip can solve your problem."

"Okay, thank you Taoist priest, I will repay you for your kindness today after I come back!"

"Be careful on the road!"

The two said goodbye to each other, and then Changkong Zhenren took off on the cloud and flew to the East China Sea.

Looking at the figure of Changkong Zhenren going away, Zhao Mu smiled inexplicably: "Changkong Zhenren, I wonder if you will feel very surprised when you see me?"

...

Northern Region, Sansheng Demon Mountain.

Mingxin Jun walked slowly to the door of a hall and said, "Master, I want to see you."

"Come in."

The door of the hall slowly opened by itself, and Zhao Mu's voice came from inside.

Mingxin Jun walked into the hall and saw Zhao Mu just stood up from the futon.

"Master, you practice so diligently, I am really ashamed of you!" Mingxin Jun flattered.

"No matter how hard he works, isn't his cultivation far behind yours?"

"That's just because the incense peach wood slowed down the master's cultivation speed. If there were no incense peach wood, the master's strength would have surpassed his subordinates long ago."

"Tsk tsk, no wonder the Northern Territory monsters say that Ming Xinjun of Sanshengtang is well versed in the ways of the world and has close ties with all major forces. It's no wonder you are so eloquent."

Zhao Mu chuckled and shook his head, walked to the table and sat down, pouring a cup of tea for himself and Ming Xinjun.

"Okay, stop talking about these useless things. Have you got any results from the things you were asked to investigate?"

"Please forgive me, my subordinates have already asked our people to start investigating Lei Yundong, but he is a demon king after all, and the Crystal Palace is hidden secretly. It is not easy to get results in a short time."

"What about the demons with great merits?"

"We have found some people, but my master said that this matter is not urgent, so my subordinates want to keep improving and find out if there are more suitable people, and then report to my master."

"Well, that's good. It's better to have nothing than to have something bad in this regard. Just look carefully."

Zhao Mu said and suddenly turned his head: "That's not right. You have no results in both things. Then why did you come to me today? Are you bored and come to drink tea?"

"Hehe, of course I have to drink tea, but my subordinate does have something to report."

Lord Mingxin took a sip of tea happily and said with a smile: "I heard from Black Dragon and Turtle Spirit that after the Lord killed the Black Bear Queen in Lingyun Lake, he went to Black Bear Ridge to find someone?"

"It seems that you are already familiar with each other, and they tell you everything."

Zhao Mu put down his tea cup and said, "Yes, I did go to find someone at that time, but I didn't know anything about that person, and even deducing the secrets was useless."

"My only clue is that there is a power in him that only I can sense. It's useless to tell you such a clue, so I won't let you check it."

"Haha, my lord, then you have underestimated my Sanshengtang's intelligence capabilities."

"Huh? Do you have any idea?" Zhao Mu's eyes lit up.

"Of course, it seems that the Lord is a human race after all, so he is accustomed to doing things in human ways, but he doesn't know that our demon race has some methods that are incomparable to the human race."

Lord Mingxin smiled confidently: "We may not be able to sense the kind of power the Lord mentioned, but I, the demon clan, also have our own abilities."

"My lord, you know that our demon clan cannot compare with the human race in terms of weapon refining, elixir refining, enlightenment, etc., but why can we still compete with the human race?"

"Of course it's because almost all monsters have innate magical powers. You... wait!"

Zhao Mu's eyes lit up and he finally understood what the other party meant.

Haha, it seems that Lord Mingxin is right. As a human being, he has indeed ignored the special abilities of the demon clan.