Changsheng: I have been in Jiaofang Division for thousands of years

"don't want……"

Mu Xinzhi's eyes were about to burst, and he yelled like crazy.

Sima Tongsheng's immortal body has long been regarded by him as his own body. If it is destroyed, where will he find such a powerful, immortal body in the future?

"Chu Ying, do you dare to destroy my body?"

Mu Xinzhi turned around abruptly, looked at the round table angrily, but was stunned.

Because there was no figure of Zhao Mu at the round table at this time.

Where did he go?

Mu Xinzhi looked around in a panic, when suddenly a phantom appeared out of thin air ten feet away.

The phantom walked towards him step by step, and every step it took, it became realized.

When he was three feet away from him, the phantom finally turned into reality, and it was Zhao Mu who should have been imprisoned.

"You... how could you escape from imprisonment?"

Mu Xinzhi seemed to have seen a ghost, his eyes widened in horror.

"Didn't you say that? The restriction can only confine the entity, so as long as I make my body virtual, I can get out of it naturally."

Zhao Mu smiled lightly.

Body blur?

Mu Xinzhi was stunned, unable to believe that such a method existed in the world.

It is obviously a body of flesh and blood, but it can still be virtual?

Could it be that this is the method of immortal cultivators?

Frightened in his heart, he backed away subconsciously, wanting to stay away from Zhao Mu.

"I didn't expect you to have such a means. Well, the poor monk admits defeat."

The so-called person who knows current affairs is Junjie.

Mu Xinzhi was obviously well versed in this way, when he saw that things were not good for him, he immediately succumbed and begged for mercy.

"Chu Ying, it was wrong to think that you are a poor monk just now, but please look at my friendship with your master. If you let the poor monk out today, the poor monk will definitely repay you in the future."

"You know his master?" Gui Ling asked curiously.

"That's right, I and his master are old friends."

Mu Xinzhi said half-truthfully, "The poor monk was born with blocked meridians when he was a child, so he couldn't practice martial arts. It was Mr. Zhao Jinyan who helped him open up his meridians and set foot on martial arts."

"Later, when the poor monk grew up, he helped Mr. Zhao more than once in order to repay his childhood kindness, and even saved his life."

Mu Xinzhi looked at Zhao Mu: "Chu Ying, there are some things your master may not have told you, but in fact, the poor monk and your master have a deep friendship, and they even gave their lives to each other back then."

"So for Mr. Zhao's sake, please don't worry about what happened just now, okay?"

Zhao Mu was about to burst out laughing.

Why doesn't he remember that Mu Xinzhi once saved his life?

What else do you say that love is so deep and righteous that you can trust each other with your life?

Back then, I helped Mu Xinzhi open up the meridians, just because I thought that little monk was interesting, so I did it casually.

Later, when Mu Xinzhi grew up, he didn't have much contact with him.

Even if the other party is asked to help, it is also a benefit. To put it bluntly, it is just a transaction.

Where does the love come from?

If Zhao Jinyan and Chu Ying were really masters and apprentices, they might have been deceived by Mu Xinzhi's words.

After all, no matter how good the master and apprentice are, it is impossible for the master to tell the apprentice everything about his life, every detail.

As long as the disciples are kind-hearted, if they don't know whether Mu Xinzhi's words are true or not, they may really let Mu Xinzhi go without considering the kindness of the master.

But it was impossible for Mu Xinzhi to think that Zhao Jinyan and Chu Ying were actually one person.

The lie he told was a joke in front of Zhao Mu.

I saw Zhao Mu raised his hand, and the Heaven Swallowing Jade Cleansing Bottle appeared in his palm, and a strong suction spread from the mouth of the bottle.

"What are you going to do, don't you really care about the friendship between your master and the poor monk?"

Mu Xinzhi's face changed in astonishment, he didn't understand what went wrong?

Why did Zhao Mu seem to not believe his words at all, and acted without hesitation?

The suction power of the Swallowing Sky Jade Clean Bottle increased rapidly.

Zhao Mu sneered coldly: "Hehe, I'm pretty sure you don't have any deep friendship with my master, so you can go to hell."

"No, you can't kill me."

Mu Xinzhi screamed in horror: "No, you can't kill me at all, the poor monk's soul is immortal, you can't obliterate the poor monk's soul at all..."

But before he could scream, he was directly sucked into the Heaven Swallowing Jade Pure Bottle by the strong suction...