Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Zhao Mu and Changkong Zhenren flew out of the palace, and then Changkong Zhenren waved his hand and directly compressed the huge palace into the size of a palm.

He bowed and said, "Then I will leave first?"

"Master, take care."

Zhao Mu nodded, and the three thousand temples on his fingertips flashed a faint light, and Changkong Zhenren's figure disappeared.

"Zhou Ji has been dealt with, and now it's my turn to solve the problem of the practice."

Zhao Mu thought to himself.

He didn't forget that the practice of "Twins" had previously caused a reaction from the Wordless Book of Heaven.

So now he really wants to know, will the Wordless Book of Heaven give him a surprise because of "Twins" this time?

Zhao Mu waved his sleeves lightly and flew towards Yun Zhilan and others like a fairy.

"Master, where is the palace?" asked the Holy Tree Mirror.

When everyone heard this, their eyes were eager, and they were obviously still thinking about the treasures of Chunyangzi's ruins.

Zhao Mu smiled and said, "Everyone, I think everyone knows that the palace just now is actually a big monster."

"He actually wants to attract many cultivators in the name of Chunyangzi's ruins to serve as his blood food."

"So the ruins are nothing but a figment of the imagination. Don't worry about them in the future."

Everyone looked at each other and was silent for a while.

It can be seen that they don't really believe Zhao Mu's words.

After all, greed, once aroused, is difficult to extinguish.

But Zhao Mu didn't bother to care whether they believed it or not. It was already very good to explain it to them.

He ignored everyone and looked at Ji Shi.

The old man was hiding behind his apprentice Xing Le at this moment, as if he was afraid that Zhao Mu would see him.

Zhao Mu chuckled and said, "Old man, what are you doing hiding there? Isn't it time to finish our business?"

Ji Shi came out with a sad face and said helplessly, "Master Wanyu, that bet was just a joke. Why do you bother with an old man like me?"

Zhao Mu teased, "No, no, no, didn't the old man say that gambling is like character, and I can't ruin my character."

"I..."

Ji Shi wanted to slap himself in the face. Why did he say such a mean thing at that time?

He had to drag others to make a bet, thinking that he could get an advantage, but what happened now? He lost his head, didn't he?

He smiled bitterly and said, "Master Wanyu, actually, this old head of mine is not very useful as a chamber pot. How about I go and buy you a gold one?"

"Puff!"

Yun Zhilan next to him couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Mu also laughed and stopped teasing the old man.

He took out three wine gourds and said, "Okay, I don't want your head anymore, I'll give you these three gourds of wine, let's be friends."

When the people around heard this, they all showed envy.

After all, there are not many people in the entire Southern Region who can make friends with Taoist Wanyu, and others would rather have such an opportunity.

But Ji Shi frowned and said, "Taoist Wanyu, I am very grateful that you can spare this old man, but as for these wines, this old man can't accept them, otherwise it would be too shameless?"

Zhao Mu chuckled: "Haha, are you embarrassed to accept them, or are you afraid to accept them?"

"I..."

Ji Shi smacked his lips, not knowing what to say.

Yun Zhilan said with a smile: "Old man, are you thinking that the great Wanyu Taoist won the bet and not only did not embarrass you, but also gave you wine. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

"The winner is giving gifts to others. There must be bigger troubles waiting for you, so you dare not accept this gift, let alone make friends with this person, right?"

"Ah..."

The old man was hit on the heart and smiled bitterly: "That's right, if you can make friends with a legendary figure like Wanyu Taoist, I'm afraid many people will wake up with laughter in their sleep."

"I think there should be many people at the scene who are jealous of me at this moment?"

"But in the old man's opinion, making friends also depends on status and identity. I'm afraid it's not a good thing for an old man to make friends with Wanyu Taoist."

"Old man, you are really sober."

Yun Zhilan smiled in appreciation: "But it seems that you don't have the opportunity to refuse this matter. Wanyu Taoist has given the gift, and you dare not accept it?"

Great!

It turns out that making friends can also be forced!

Forget it, the old man can't afford to offend you, can't I accept this gift?

Ji Shi took the three wine gourds with a sad face.

The wine gourds that he regarded as treasures before, now he felt like he was holding three pieces of hot charcoal, it was really not right to put them down, it was not right not to put them down.

Zhao Mu smiled when he saw this: "Okay, there's no need to be so embarrassed, you guessed it right, I will indeed have something for you to do in the future."

"But don't worry, what I ask you to do will never endanger your life, it will even be good for you, so you can rest assured."

"Okay, then I'll wait for the Taoist's instructions." The old man replied helplessly.

"Haha, old man, we'll meet again."

Zhao Mu smiled and waved his hand, and left with Yun Zhilan, Diwu Yunzhong and others.

Yun Zhilan came up and asked, "Master, will you really ask that old man to do something in the future?"

"Maybe, it's just a nail to plant first. As for whether it will be used in the future, it's not certain."

Zhao Mu said, turning his head and teasing, "By the way, don't always call him old man. It's not certain who is older between the two of you."

This is not wrong.

Although Yun Zhilan is said to have extraordinary talent in cultivation, he has lived to be almost two thousand years old after all.

And that Ji Shi looks old, but his cultivation level is only at the level of the Sun Traveler. It is unknown whether he will be a thousand years old if he lives to this day.

Comparing it like this, Ji Shi would have to call Yun Zhilan a senior.

However, although it makes sense, the issue of age is a minefield for women, regardless of whether they are ordinary women or female monks.

So as soon as Zhao Mu finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and there was always a chill from behind that went straight to his forehead.

He yelled that it was wrong and immediately said: "Lan'er, you and Han Lingfeng go back to the Duke's Mansion first and tell Yu Niang that I will contact him later. Now Pindao has something to say to his two disciples, so I'll take my leave now!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand suddenly, and a burst of magic power directly swept up Wu Yunzhong and Jiang Zhengshan, and disappeared.

In the sky, only Yun Zhilan, who was ashen-faced, and Holy Tree Mingjing, who was huddled aside obediently and as honest as a baby, were left.

It’s better to stay away from an angry woman and don’t mess with her!

…

Hanhai Continent, Heavenly Palace.

Master Changkong walked out of the Three Thousand Temple.

In the courtyard, Zhao Mu and Shen Nichang were holding a few pieces of paper and studying intently.

"Xuan Chengzi, what are you looking at?"

Master Changkong asked curiously.

"The real person is back?"

Zhao Mu smiled and said: "Haha, hurry up and take a look. What happened this time gave me a big surprise."