Chapter 120 Changkong Zhenren

After entering the demon blood jade, the souls of the turtle spirit and the black dragon gradually merged with the embryos inside.

In the future, after they hatch out, they can start practicing again.

At the same time, Zhao Mu also set restrictions in their souls.

In this way, even if the two of them become stronger in the future, life and death will always be in Zhao Mu's hands, and they will never be able to break free for the rest of their lives.

The two of them accepted their fate. After all, now, they had no chance to resist.

But they are always worried about the future, that they will become "misfortunate mandarin ducks" after hatching.

Every time he thought of this, Turtle Spirit said quietly: "Boy, I suspect you did it on purpose."

"Yes, I also suspect that you are gloating about your misfortune." Hei Jiao also said angrily.

"Ahem!"

Zhao Mu coughed, his eyes full of evil smiles: "Haha, I told you, don't worry about those details."

He raised his head and looked at the two huge bodies on the ground in the distance: "Your bodies seem to be rapidly decomposing."

"It's normal."

Black Dragon explained: "Our physical bodies have been eroded by the fate of the country. Unless our two souls return to our bodies, our physical bodies will soon dissipate and turn into spiritual energy that fills the sky and nourishes this country."

"Hey, you, the Jin Dynasty, are blessed."

Guiling clicked his tongue and said: "Our two bodies contain huge spiritual energy. After complete decomposition, the true prosperous period of martial arts in the Jin Dynasty will come at least fifty years earlier."

"That's not bad."

Zhao Mu smiled and said: "By the way, I want to leave the Jin Dynasty now and go to the Immortal Cultivation Sect to become a disciple. Do you know where the Immortal Sect is?"

"Of course I know, but I advise you not to go." Turtle Spirit said.

"Why?" Zhao Mu was confused.

"Because it's too far."

Black Jiao said: "The east of the Guxuan Forest in the Great Jin Dynasty is too far away from other human countries in the southern region. With your current cultivation level, I am afraid you will not be able to get there in dozens or even hundreds of years."

"So instead of traveling hard, you might as well wait in the Jin Dynasty. If my prediction is correct, it is estimated that in another ten or twenty years, there will be immortal sects coming to the Jin Dynasty to recruit disciples."

"How do you know?" Zhao Mu asked curiously.

"Because after our two bodies decompose, in the Jin Dynasty, more than ten warriors of the Heavenly Realm will appear within a few years."

"Ten heavenly beings coexist, representing a mortal country. The pattern of national destiny ascending to heaven is completely mature. This pattern will allow the country to give birth to immortal seedlings with innate spiritual roots."

"And if the Immortal Cultivation Sect comes to accept disciples at this time, it can use these Immortal Cultivation Seedlings to connect the sect's destiny with the national destiny of the Jin Dynasty, and with the help of the general trend of ascending to heaven, the sect's destiny will be improved accordingly."

"You haven't set foot in the world of cultivating immortals yet, so you don't know the importance of luck to the sects who cultivate immortals. Haha, those sects are all like hungry wolves when it comes to competing for luck."

"So when the time comes, they will definitely be eager to come to Jin Dynasty to recruit disciples."

So that's it.

Zhao Mu suddenly realized that he finally understood why the immortal cultivator from Donghai had to wait until the ten heavenly beings coexisted before he came to accept his disciples.

"One more thing, Guiling, I heard that you once gave Zhou Yuniang an immortal technique. Is there anything wrong with that technique?"

Zhao Mu asked.

"Don't worry, it's an orthodox immortal technique. There will be no problem in practicing it."

"I wanted to use Zhou Yuniang to help me set up the dragon-slaying formation, so I couldn't let her die too early, so I gave her the technique."

"However, the level of the "Purple Heart Sutra" is not very high. Although there will be no problems in practice, the progress is relatively slow. If there is a chance in the future, let her find a sect to become a disciple."

"Well, there will be opportunities in the future."

Zhao Mu nodded: "Okay, now that the matter here has been settled, it's time for me to return to the capital. After all, Zhou Yuniang doesn't know that I'm still alive."

"Go, go, that woman has been thinking about you all these years."

Gui Ling said: "One of the important reasons why she asked me to learn immortal skills was to improve her cultivation and kill me to avenge you. You kid, you are quite lucky."

"Haha, I feel quite blessed too."

Zhao Mu smiled, stuffed the demon blood jade into his clothes, and rushed to the capital.

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East China Sea.

In the deep sea extremely far away from the Jin Dynasty, a big fish carrying a Taoist temple suddenly emerged from the sea.

At this time, the door of the Taoist temple opened, and a middle-aged Taoist with a long sword on his back and an immortal style walked out of the Taoist temple slowly.

He looked in the direction of the Jin Dynasty from afar and wondered: "Strange, why did the aura of the Jin Dynasty suddenly become several times stronger? What happened there? It seemed like the national fortune was shaking just now?"

"It seems that Pindao will go to the Jin Dynasty ahead of schedule. The situation there may be ripe for ascending to heaven in advance."

"However, we have to finish things here before we go."

The middle-aged Taoist looked down at the sea and suddenly shouted loudly: "You evil beast, why haven't you shown up yet? How dare you slaughter a mortal country, thinking that if you escape to the deep sea, the poor Taoist can't do anything to you?"

After a brief silence, the originally calm sea suddenly stirred up huge waves.

"Master Changkong, aren't they just a group of ant-like mortals? They exist just to serve as snacks to my demon tribe. What's wrong with eating them?"

With an unpleasant sound like a broken gong, a huge crocodile suddenly emerged from the sea.

The crocodile is no less than a thousand feet long, and is even three times bigger than the big fish at Changkong's feet.

He was like a huge mountain, standing on the sea, looking down at Changkong Zhenren.

"Ant?"

Changkong Zhenren pursed his lips and suddenly cursed: "Damn it, I am the mortal you said, and you dare to say that my people are ants. If I don't chop off your crocodile head today, I will take your surname."

Swish!

The long sword behind him suddenly came out of the sheath, turned into a thousand-foot sharp blade, and chopped directly at the giant crocodile's head.

Don't care about life and death, just fight if you don't accept it!

This Changkong Zhenren's temper is really hot.

"Stinky bull nose, are you crazy? I haven't finished talking yet, why are you hitting me?"

The giant crocodile was startled and dodged in fear, but his left front paw was still chopped off by the sharp blade.

"Ah... It hurts me to death."

The giant crocodile screamed miserably, and actually grabbed the broken left front paw and swallowed it in one bite.

Then, his wound grew rapidly, and a new left front paw grew in the blink of an eye.

The giant crocodile was furious: "Stinky bull nose, today's matter is not over yet, just wait, sooner or later, I will swallow you alive."

After saying that, he turned his huge body over and dived into the deep sea to escape.

"Tunyun, chase me!"

Changkong Zhenren jumped up and cursed.

"Yes, Taoist priest."