Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

boom!

Violent power raged between heaven and earth, and the battle between the two quasi-god realm masters became increasingly fierce.

The dark clouds in the sky have covered thousands of miles in radius, and the gentle drizzle has turned into a violent storm.

Miyu Qingsong has mobilized its own power with all its strength. Every drop of rain and every dark cloud is a weapon with highly condensed mana, and it madly attacks Changkong Zhenren.

Master Changkong was also full of sword energy. Countless sword rays tore through the dark clouds in the sky and smashed the incoming raindrops again and again.

The terrifying power not only frightened the people in the distant town, but also alarmed countless people within thousands of miles.

At this time, in the town to the north, the people were looking at the dark clouds in the sky.

They were surprised to find that despite the storm in the dark clouds, all the raindrops would not fall. Instead, they would flip back in mid-air and continuously attack the source of countless sword lights.

Looking at the dry ground under their feet, people started talking: "What's going on? Are the gods fighting?"

"It must be, otherwise why would there be such a weird celestial phenomenon, and the rain would not fall to the ground!"

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that gods would come to a remote place like ours?"

While people were discussing, someone suddenly noticed a blind fortune teller standing on the street.

The blind fortune teller was wearing a Taoist robe, and his face was covered with old wrinkles, but his body was extremely strong and he looked more energetic than the young man.

At this time, the blind fortune teller closed his eyes and raised his head, as if he was also watching the battle in the sky.

When a gangster saw this, he jokingly walked over and said with a smile: "Old blind man, what are you pretending to see when you are already blind? Can you see?"

"My eyes are blind, but my mind can see!" the blind fortune teller said with a smile.

"Returning your heart, how many hearts do you have?"

The gangster said mockingly.

"Haha, I have only one mind, but it's enough. At least I won't say anything I shouldn't."

The blind man lowered his head, seemed to glance at the gangster, and said with a smile: "This little brother's destiny is not simple. He has the potential to rise to great heights."

"real?"

The gangster immediately beamed with joy: "Hurry up and tell me how I can become a prosperous person. If I really become prosperous, your benefits will definitely be indispensable."

The blind fortune teller smiled and said, "It's easy to get rich. Pack your bags and leave the town in three days, and walk all the way east. You will pass a valley in half a month."

"That valley is very special. There is not a single grass or tree in the valley, it is all stones. You will meet a seriously injured man there. As long as you save him, he can give you glory and wealth."

"You're not lying to me, are you?" the gangster asked.

"It all depends on you whether you believe it or not. Anyway, wealth is yours. It's up to you whether you can catch it."

The blind fortune teller paused for a moment, then continued: "But you have done a lot of evil in this life. You stole things in the town, bullied men and women, and you still have people's lives on your hands."

"The so-called cycle of karma and retribution is unhappy. The reason why you haven't suffered retribution yet is because you have done a lot of good deeds in your previous life, and your good results have been offsetting the bad results over the years."

"But now your good results have been basically exhausted, so remember to be kind to others in the future and stop doing evil, otherwise you will be punished."

"Old blind man, are you trying to scare me?" The gangster looked gloomy.

"As I said before, it's all up to you whether you believe it or not."

The blind fortune teller said calmly: "By the way, let me remind you, if you see the seriously injured person in the valley, no matter how valuable the treasure on him is, don't take advantage of him, otherwise, you will definitely die..."

After saying that, the blind fortune teller stopped talking, but raised his head and continued to watch the battle in the sky.

The gangster had a gloomy expression on his face, and finally gritted his teeth and turned around to leave.

At this time, an old woman came over and asked dissatisfiedly: "Fortune teller, that guy has done a lot of evil in this town. Why are you helping him find wealth? If he really gets rich, wouldn't he be able to commit even greater evil and harm more people?" people?"

The blind fortune teller said calmly: "A dog can't stop eating shit, and a greedy person can't control his own hands. Although Pindao told him not to take advantage of others, but... do you think he will listen?"

"What do you mean?" The old woman was stunned.

"hehe!"

The blind fortune teller smiled slightly and did not answer.

The old woman reacted.

She suddenly trembled and looked at the blind fortune teller with fear in her eyes.

…

Hongye Village, in the courtyard.

Zheng Jingren kept looking around, trying to find where Zhao Mu was.

But it's a pity that what's here is just a spiritual thought that Zhao Mu originated from the Holy Tree Mirror. How can he see it?

At the same time, he didn't wait for the answer he wanted.

"I can't tell you who Pindao is yet."

Zhao Mu's voice echoed around him: "What do you think of these Rain People in the Misty Rain Holy Lake?"

"There is no doubt that I am indeed one of their left behind tribesmen, but these so-called tribesmen of mine seem to be in an abnormal state."

Zheng Jingren looked strange.

"You are very keen. Their minds are indeed imprisoned by drugs, which makes them have almost paranoid beliefs in certain things."

Zhao Mu said calmly: "Now you have two choices. One, Pindao will ask you and your adoptive parents to take you and your adoptive parents away from the sacred land of the Eastern Region and find a place to practice where the Misty Rain Holy Lake can't help you."

"But you have the blood of the Rain People after all. I don't know much about the cultivation of your divine blood, so I can't guarantee that you can maximize the power of your divine blood."

"The second is that you follow them back to the Holy Rain Lake, learn the most suitable method for the Rain People to cultivate, and maximize the potential of your divine blood."

"As for your adoptive parents, I will also have someone take them to a safe place and find a way to let them practice."

"In this way, their lifespan can be extended, and you can meet them again when you have learned something in the Holy Rain Lake."

"Now, tell me your choice?"

Zheng Jingren suddenly became excited and asked, "Senior, do you really have a way to let my parents practice, but they don't have innate spiritual roots?"

Zheng Jingren has tried to find a way to let his adoptive parents practice over the years.

But unfortunately, his parents in this life did not have innate spiritual roots, so no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't let his parents practice.

Over the years, the only thing he could do was to find some longevity elixirs to extend his parents' lives.

"Since I said so, of course there is a way."

Zhao Mu said calmly: "There are innate spiritual roots and acquired spiritual roots in the world. I can help them shape their acquired spiritual roots so that they can practice."

"I can even let them practice the incense and fire way directly, so that they can have a long life."

"The key now is how do you choose?"