Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The compulsory trials of Longmen are not subject to personal will.

Every participant in the trial, even if they force themselves to stop in their hearts, their bodies are not under control at all.

They run and jump again and again, trying to cross Longmen again and again, and return to the original place to continue when they fail.

Only when their strength is exhausted and they can no longer stand up, Longmen will stop the trial and give them a chance to finally catch their breath.

The physical strength of mortals is of course far inferior to that of immortal cultivators.

So after just one hour, all the mortals in the entire southern region have basically collapsed from exhaustion.

If you stand in the endless sky and look down at this time, you can see that the earth is full of exhausted people.

This kind of trial method is really amazing.

After ten hours, those warriors in the rivers and lakes have basically completed the trial.

These warriors are much stronger than ordinary mortals, so they can persist longer.

At the same time, some of the lowest-level immortal cultivators also began to be gradually exhausted and ended the trial.

So far, no one has passed the trial and become one of the candidates for destiny.

Ten days later, most of the immortal cultivators have failed the Dragon Gate Trial.

Those who can persist until now are basically immortal cultivators above the Yuanshen Realm.

But after screening such a large number of mortals, warriors, and immortal cultivators, no one can stand out and become a candidate for destiny.

Several days passed.

Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise in the Lieyang City below.

"Look, it seems that someone has passed the Dragon Gate Trial!"

"Really? It seems to be true!"

"Who is this person? It looks like he is from a immortal cultivation family?"

Zhao Mu looked up and saw that an image appeared in the huge body of the Dragon Gate in the sky.

The image showed a manor. Many people in the manor were gathered in a square. Those people should all be from the same family.

At this moment, a Dragon Gate stood in the square.

The Dragon Gate radiated a soft light. In the light, a middle-aged man closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. The light of the Dragon Gate seemed to help him recover quickly.

After a while, the middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, and seemed to have recovered.

Then the huge dragon gate suddenly shrank, and a dragon gate-shaped mark formed on his forehead, indicating that he had become a candidate for the destiny.

The trial had been going on for more than half a month, and only one destiny candidate appeared.

I wonder how long it will take for all ten destiny candidates to appear?

Zhao Mu shook his head, and boredly continued to mobilize his magic power and poured it into the dragon gate above.

Two days later, exclamations sounded again in Lieyang City, and an image appeared in the dragon gate again.

This time the image manifested a bedroom.

In the bedroom, a young monk sat cross-legged on the ground, with a dragon gate-shaped mark shining on his forehead.

And on the bed in the bedroom, a beautiful woman in light clothes was lying on her side.

The woman was charming and charming, with a pair of autumn water-like eyes, looking at the young monk affectionately.

This... the amount of information is a bit too much!

Monk?

Beauty?

The whole Lieyang City was plunged into a strange atmosphere, and people looked ambiguous, as if they were imagining things.

What were these two doing before?

Could it be that Longmen suddenly descended when they were doing something on the bed?

Ahem... Longmen is also unromantic, why disturb others at the critical moment?

But everyone didn't notice that at this moment, Zhao Mu and the people from the four major sects all had strange expressions on their faces.

The people from the four major sects all looked at Master Zhikong of the Great Bodhi Temple.

Master Zhikong was embarrassed, clasped his hands together and chanted: "Amitabha, sin, sin!"

In addition, Zhao Mu's face was also full of laughter and tears, and he muttered: "Is this little monk really sad about his love?"

At this time, the young monk sitting cross-legged in the bedroom was Monk Daoyuan.

And the beautiful woman lying on the bed was Jian Linglong.

It was the soul of the uncle who picked his feet... Jian Linglong!

At the beginning, in the ruins of the saints in Tianxiang Country, Zhao Mu saw that there was something wrong between Monk Daoyuan and Jian Linglong.

At that time, he specially reminded Monk Daoyuan that although Jian Linglong's body was a beautiful woman, her soul was a foot-picking uncle, so that Monk Daoyuan could control himself.

Could it be that this little monk couldn't resist the temptation of beauty after all?

"No, no, no, you can't guess about things without evidence. Who said that something must happen when a man and a woman are alone in the bedroom?"

"What if...what if that is not a bedroom, but a guest room of the inn?"

"What if there is only one guest room left when they enter the inn?"

"Yes, it's just a coincidence, it's so cliché!"

"The little monk can still control himself!"

Zhao Mu secretly affirmed his apprentice's concentration.

On the other side, Zhu Qincang and others were teasing Monk Zhikong.

"Master, I didn't expect that my nephew has such good taste. Is that my niece's wife?" Zhu Qincang said with a chuckle.

"Old Zhu, what's that look in your eyes? Be more restrained. Master Zhikong is embarrassed."

Liang Musheng "scolded" Zhu Qincang for a while, then said: "But Master, my nephew Daoyuan is really amazing. Is he breaking the precepts? Tsk tsk, I have to say, breaking the precepts for such a beauty is worth it."

"You two, stop joking."

Monk Zhikong smiled bitterly and said, "Daoyuan has not re-entered the sect after his self-destruction and rebirth, so he is not considered a Buddhist disciple, so he is not breaking the precepts."

"Yes, yes, old monk, you are quite good at making up for it."

Zhu Qincang and Liang Musheng laughed jokingly.

Monk Zhikong's old face turned red, thinking to himself, disciple, you can find a girl if you want, why are you so careless?

When the Dragon Gate descended, didn't you let the girl hide?

Now that so many people are watching, the master is also very embarrassed!

By the way, why does the girl look familiar to me? Where have I seen her before?

I always feel that there is something wrong with the girl?

...

Time passed day by day.

Finally, three months later, the Dragon Gate Trial was completely over, and the ten candidates for the destiny of the Southern Region had all been selected.

The Eternal Saint waved his hand, and the Dragon Gate that penetrated the sky and the earth suddenly shrank, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards the distant sky.

Obviously, Longmen's mission has not yet ended. He still needs to go to other major domains to cooperate with other masters for trials.

The Eternal Saint Lord looked indifferent and said lightly: "Now the candidates for destiny have been selected in the Divine Land of the East Domain, the Monster Clan of the North Domain, and the Land of the South Domain."

"When the candidates for destiny in the West Domain are also selected, the forty candidates for destiny will take the final test together to select the person who truly carries the destiny."

His voice, driven by magic power, spread throughout the entire South Domain again.

Zhao Mu thought for a while, bowed and asked: "Excuse me, Saint Lord, when the final trial is carried out, do the ten candidates for destiny need to leave the South Domain?"