Longevity: One life at the beginning, cultivation base depends on dogs

Jiang Mu buried Duan En, like Lao Wang, on the top of Qingxuanzong's mountain.

Looking at the graves of the old and the new, Jiang Mu felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

This time Duan En's departure, Jiang Mu was not full of sadness, only a little embarrassed.

In fact, Jiang Mu thought about it carefully, and among these old people he knew, all of them walked quite peacefully.

Their lives are also complete, and they don't need to be too sad.

However, the feeling of emptiness that people walk in the building will still surround themselves.

The old people withered one after another, and in a blink of an eye, only themselves remained.

What's next?

Jiang Mu often sat on the top of the mountain, watching the sunrise and sunset, and looked into the distance.

Suddenly, the hearts of the deceased have passed, and it is autumn to look back at the mountains and rivers.

There are also people worth caring about.

Master, senior brother, junior sister, are you okay?

Jiang Mu counted that it had been a hundred years since he came to this world.

For a monk, this is an ordinary hundred years.

He waited for a hundred years, waiting for the people he knew to wither away one after another, and he did not wait for the master and senior brothers.

The missing four, five, and six senior brothers also did not return.

Have they forgotten that in the Qingxuan Sect, there is another person waiting for them to go home?

If I had followed suit, would the ending have been different?

For a hundred years, Jiang Mu had waited enough, and he didn't want to wait any longer.

Maybe everyone couldn't come back for a reason, but he didn't want to wait any longer.

The hundred-year period has arrived, and he must take the initiative to attack and set out to find everyone.

Before, it was because he did not have the ability to protect himself, but now he is already a great cultivator of the Golden Pill Period, as long as he is careful, it is not a problem to break into a new world.

It's still the old saying, the world is splendid and grand, you always have to go and take a look.

Even a phoenix body like Junior Sister has the resources of a saint, so it's not too much for a traverser like him to simply be a great emperor, right?

So in the one hundred and one year since he came to this world, Jiang Mu was ready to leave the Qingxuan Sect and go out.

But who is the stall of Qingxuanzong left for?

With Duan En's departure, Jiang Mu also did not like to manage the sect, and most of the power of the Qingxuan Sect had actually been held by the disciples who were late.

Some became Great Elders, Second Elders, and Deacons.

The Qingxuan Sect up and down is actually not Jiang Mu's Qingxuan Sect.

With greater power, greater ambition breeds, and it is human nature.

The reason why these people are still obedient is mainly because Jiang Mu is strength.

Several former elders are gone, the head is still so young, and the strength must be terrifying!

Therefore, it is still filial piety that should be honored by Jiang Mu every year.

Jiang Mu pondered, if he dissolved the Qingxuan Sect, wouldn't he have to participate in that Immortal Cultivator War?

Anyway, he didn't have any real feelings for these people, and it was the same in any sect.

Qingxuanzong... It's still good for the original Qingxuanzong.

On the morning of the rising sun, Jiang Mu came to the back mountain and erected a grave for himself, right next to Li Jiu.

Of course, Jiang Mu left a message in the grave, indicating that he had become a cultivator, and if the senior brothers returned, it would be better to give a thought.

"Lao Wang, Lao Wu, Lao Duan... Little sunspot, Miss Su..."

"I'm here to say goodbye to you, I'm leaving, to pursue the wonderful immortal cultivation world outside."

"You always say that the world is wonderful, and I should always see it for you."

"The scenery of Qingxuan Sect is very good, and after I leave, no one will come to disturb you again."

"I hope that when I come back, your graves will already be covered with grass, and I heard that the more grass, the better you will be living below..."

Jiang Mu looked solemn, murmured to the graves of several people, and then bowed a few times.

Jiang Mu, who turned to leave, suddenly felt a push behind him, and the wind of the mountain stream whistled and suddenly, patting Jiang Mu's back, skimming over his shoulder, blowing his long hair flying, pushing him forward.

Jiang Mu's figure paused, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he did not look back, his steps were firm and brisk, and he began to walk forward again, walking faster and faster, until the figure blurred.

............

On this day, a major earthquake occurred in Qingxuanzong.

The head is actually going to dissolve the Qingxuan Sect!

All the elders did not understand, why should it be dissolved?

They said no, but when Jiang Mu said that he would only take some of the spirit stones, they didn't squeak one by one.

In other words, Jiang Mu's so-called dissolution was just his own withdrawal, and as for whether the others wanted to leave or not, he would not care.

In this way, these elders can be happy.

As soon as Jiang Mu left, wouldn't they have a chance to become the leader?

Who doesn't want to climb high?

Seeing that everyone had no opinion, Jiang Mu only took the part of the spirit stone he deserved, and invited everyone out of the mountain.

Anyway, Qingxuanzong would not lose anything without the mountain head of Zhennan City, and most of the time it was only Jiang Mu's place of cultivation.

In this way, Qingxuanzong changed his name, and the people up and down were pregnant with ghosts, busy competing for resources, who cares what Jiang Mu is going to do?

On the top of Qingxuanzong Mountain, Jiang Mu was carrying a small bag on his back, a burning knife hanging from his waist, and his long hair was coiled.

Jiang Mu is leaving, and in order to prevent people with bad intentions from going up the mountain, he will block the entire Qingxuanzong Mountain.

Jiang Mu's body began to climb and hang in the air.

"Hundred Hand Meteor Fist!"

Jiang Mu meditated in his heart, his whole body spiritual power was running, and his body also made corresponding movements, and he smashed down towards the surroundings of Qingxuan Sect with a punch.

In an instant, the ground shook and the stones filled the sky.

At this moment, Jiang Mu smashed one big pit after another around the top of Qingxuanzong's mountain, cutting off the road from the outside world.

"Alas, it's still too dish, I can only throw twenty punches in an instant, and my power is weaker."

Jiang Mu shook his head and sighed, his cultivation speed was also nobody, but it was good enough.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Mu took out his sword and slashed it out on the Qingxuanzong mountain wall that had formed an island, and the knife qi left a long ravine on the stone wall, exuding a sharp knife intent.

After doing this, Jiang Mu nodded in satisfaction.

In this way, leaving their own traces, there will be no people who do not open their eyes to come to investigate.

If you want to come, you will also be some cultivators above Jindan, but even if you come, you can't find any valuable treasures.

Finally, Jiang Mu glanced at Qingxuanzong, and his body turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

However, this scene can shock the people of Zhennan City.

The sky is shattered between raising hands, this is a real immortal method!

Countless people blindly bowed and bowed in the direction of Qingxuanzong.