Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Fan Wujiu left.

The people from the Mangniu Gang originally thought that the entrance to the cottage would be quiet.

But he never expected that within a few days after Fan Wujiu left, there would suddenly be many more people kneeling down at the entrance of the village.

And as time goes by, more and more people kneel down to worship, and they even pile up on both sides of the gate, just like going to a market.

The people from the Mangniu Gang see these products every day when they open the door, which makes them sick to their stomachs.

The immortal cultivators who came in and out also looked down upon this pile of goods.

None of us are fools, and no one can see what these people are up to.

Didn't these people just watch Fan Wujiu kneel down for ten years and get summoned by the man on the mountain, so they imitated him? They also want to seize this opportunity!

But these people didn't even think about it. Fan Wujiu was kneeling here because he sincerely wanted to impress the master with his sincerity.

Even if he was not summoned by the master in the end, Fan Wujiu had no regrets.

But what about these people?

Are they sincere?

How can a group of opportunistic people be sincere?

Fan Wu Jiu's true intention was to kneel down until the end of time.

Not to mention how old these people are, they will probably leave with resentment after kneeling for a year and a half.

This is indeed the case.

Of those people kneeling at the gate of the cottage, no one was truly sincere.

They are just like watching flowers, changing a group of people every once in a while.

The young man got impatient after kneeling for two or three months and left cursing.

And the long-term one is just kneeling for three to five years, and then never got summoned by the person on the top of the mountain, so he ran away because he felt that his efforts were not worth it.

How ridiculous!

In this way, time passed day after day in peaceful and boring days.

ten years!

Twenty years!

Fifty years!

a hundred years!

There is still an endless stream of immortal cultivators coming to Mangniu Mountain, and there are also many people who can pass the sword selection.

But when people looked back in their spare time, they suddenly realized that after a hundred years, there was still no one who could pass the final selection and become the disciple of Taoist Xuandu.

Are Taoist Xuandu’s selection standards so high?

There have been so many immortal cultivators over the past hundred years, but really none of them can meet his requirements for choosing a disciple?

Many immortal cultivators secretly slandered.

Rumor has it that Taoist Xuandu was about to die, so he formed a good relationship and wanted to have a successor.

But how do you feel now, that person doesn't seem too anxious?

Some people think that Taoist Xuandu is simply a fool for giving away the elixir for nothing but actually giving it away for so many years.

Does this really mean that the magic medicine is cabbage?

Of course, the secret slander and ridicule could not stop the cultivators from coming to Mangniu Mountain with enthusiasm.

On the contrary, more people still think that it is best for the Xuandu Taoist to never find a suitable successor.

After all, only in this way can Taoist Xuandu continue to build good relationships, and they can also receive more elixirs from Mangniu Mountain.

Anyway, the elixir is given to you for free. If you don’t take it, you won’t get it.

Unlike the constant stream of immortal cultivators who come to Mangniu Mountain, over the past hundred years, the number of members in the Mangniu Clan's village has become less and less.

Those gangsters are just mortals after all.

For those who have not entered the immortal path, their life span is not much different from that of ordinary people.

So as time passed year after year, the gang members died one after another.

Today, a hundred years later, it seems that only Niu Dazhuang, the former leader, is left in the entire Mangniu Gang.

Strange to say.

Immortal cultivators who come to Mangniu Mountain can know that Niu Dazhuang has not entered the immortal way and is still practicing martial arts as long as his spiritual thoughts are swept away.

Although his martial arts cultivation has already surpassed the realm of gods and humans, this does not add much to his lifespan.

But a hundred years have passed, but Niu Dazhuang did not die like other gang members, but still lived in high spirits.

Every morning, Niu Dazhuang moved a deck chair and lay leisurely at the entrance of the cottage, with a pot of tea next to him and humming a tune happily.

If a cultivator comes, he will direct the person to go to the square and accept the selection of the magic sword.

If he can pass the selection, the cultivator will go to the top of the mountain by himself. If he fails, he will take a jade box of elixir and leave.

From beginning to end, Niu Dazhuang was too lazy to even stand up.

Sometimes cultivators feel that against the backdrop of the now-empty village, Niu Dazhuang, who lies at the door every day, seems to have become a landscape.

In this way, more than a hundred years have passed.

Today, more than two hundred and nearly three hundred years have passed since Fan Wujiu left Mangniu Mountain.

It has been almost five hundred years since Daoyuan left the Southern Territory.

Early that morning, the morning sun slowly rose from the eastern sky. The bright sunshine shone on the earth, tearing apart the night covering the sky.

Mangniu Mountain.

The door of the cottage was slowly pushed open. Niu Dazhuang, a tall man, was holding a lounge chair in his left hand, a small table in his right hand, and a basket on his shoulder.

The basket contained a teapot, teacups, some snacks and a wine flask.

Niu Dazhuang skillfully put down the lounge chair and table, and placed the contents of the basket on the table. Then he lay leisurely on the lounge chair and hummed a tune as usual.

It has been almost three hundred years since he practiced the "Six Paths of Heavenly Gate". Niu Dazhuang has already opened the fifth gate of the heart, and his cultivation level has reached the level of Martial Saint again.

Martial Saint is already a rare master among mortal martial arts.

But when he broke through, Niu Dazhuang was not moved at all.

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First of all, it is because his cultivation in his early years had already surpassed the highest realm of martial arts - the realm of heaven and man.

At that time, he did not even take the martial arts heaven and man seriously, so how could he care about the cultivation of a martial saint now?

Second, it is naturally the long time of more than two hundred years. More than two hundred years of being trapped in Mangniu Mountain have long made Niu Dazhuang's heart rarely excited about anything.

Until now, Niu Dazhuang still clearly remembers what Xuandu Taoist said to him.

At that time, Xuandu Taoist said that if he chose this path, he would have to endure loneliness and solitude.

At first, Niu Dazhuang could not understand very well what kind of feeling Xuandu Taoist said about loneliness and solitude.

From childhood to adulthood, he has also been lonely, but he did not think that feeling was terrible.

But today, more than two hundred years later, Niu Dazhuang just wants to say that he was really stupid back then.

Aren't loneliness and solitude scary?

That can only mean that you have never felt real loneliness.

What he called loneliness and solitude back then was just a few days or a few months of solitude at most.

For a martial arts master, that's nothing at all!

But what about loneliness and solitude that lasts for one or two hundred years?

Niu Dazhuang just wants to say that this is really scary!

Watching the people around him die one by one in front of him, but he was powerless.

Niu Dazhuang clearly remembers how frightening it was that when the last brother in the mountain village died, the loneliness that seemed to be the only one left in the world was so lonely.

That night, he even had the idea of ​​committing suicide.

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