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

The backs of the crowd soon disappeared.

Jiang Mu put away his gaze and returned to the sect.

Looking at the empty sect, Jiang Mu also sighed a little for a while.

There was no one, and sure enough, it became silent.

Jiang Mu felt that everyone actually walked quite suddenly.

And there are reasons for this.

If he didn't let the senior brothers bring Sun Ruo back, let Sun Ruo try to cultivate...

Jiang Mu fell into deep thought: Could it be that even God wants me to get up?

Although he couldn't adapt for a while, Jiang Mu didn't feel that his decision was wrong.

Embark on the path of cultivation and gain something, you will inevitably lose something.

Well...... Everyone is gone, then Qingxuan Sect still exists?

Jiang Mu felt that it should be there.

After all, when Master and Senior Brothers arrive there, they will also establish the Qingxuan Sect.

Although he is the only one here, he can barely count as Qingxuanzong... Split the sect?

Rounding up, he can also be regarded as the sect master of the Qingxuan Sect?

Hehe, he became the sect master in his twenties, it's quite cool to think about.

The only thing that is not very pleasant is that it has been five years, and he has not broken through the Qi training layer.

However, Jiang Mu thought that it should be fast, he often felt that his body was boiling, his muscles and veins were smooth, and his aura was turbulent.

At this speed, how many teenagers can be invincible in the world?

......

After a few days of idleness, finally at a sleepy noon, Jiang Mu broke through.

The aura around him was turbulent, and he was frantically exhaling.

Then came a burst of refreshment, a feeling full of power.

This is... Gone?

So simple?

Jiang Mu immediately went to the back mountain and punched a few times.

Usually a big tree that can only punch a fist mark on it, and the tree directly falls apart after one punch.

Jiang Mu was stunned, this punch didn't seem to be right...

He had seen the fist power of the third senior brother, and he only knocked down the tree trunk with one blow with all his strength, and he directly crushed it...

Isn't that an exaggeration?

So Jiang Mu punched a few more times, without exception, all of them were dry and broken.

Jiang Mu fell into deep thought and found an answer that he thought was reasonable: people and human physiques cannot be generalized.

Punches faster, runs faster, sharpens facial features....

Jiang Mu Daxi: Oh! I became it!

......

Successfully stepping into the practice, Jiang Mu was full of spirit and wanted to go to the bottom of the mountain to take a look.

It happened that he saw the equipment that the master and the senior brothers planned to bring down the tomb, and wondered if they could be resold.

It's useless to keep it anyway, he won't go to the grave, it's impossible in this life.

Originally, Jiang Mu's strength had already been practiced very large, and after stepping into the Qi training layer, it increased several times, and it was effortless to carry things.

Carrying a large basket of equipment, he descended the mountain to Qingshui City, where the city wall was built.

"What a big change..."

Jiang Mu sighed, and followed the flow of people into the city.

Jiang Mu really didn't recognize the road in the streets and alleys of the city, so he bought a map.

After knowing the layout, he went straight to the market.

Just find an empty stall, put the equipment on it, and start selling.

"Lower Tomb Tool Low-Level Transfer! The original price is 998, the current price is only 198! The

cost of these tools was originally not 998 yuan, but 250 yuan, and Jiang Mu sold them just to make them more attractive.

Sure enough, soon three people came over.

As he got closer, Jiang Mu could feel the fluctuations of spiritual power on these three people.

It's a monk!

Jiang Mu felt that the spiritual power fluctuations of these three people were not much stronger than his own, and it was estimated that they were the first or second layers of refining qi.

"Daoist, do you keep this equipment safe?"

One asked.

"Preservation, guaranteed completeness, and still unused, no different from brand new."

Jiang Mu immediately replied.

The three looked at each other and said, "Okay, we want it all."

After collecting the money, Jiang Mu asked, "Fellow Daoists, are you also going to the Yuan Infant Tomb?"

The man at the beginning smiled: "Yes, I heard that the monk who came out of it said that there were many treasures in that tomb, and some people even obtained a broken golden pill, and after eating it, they were promoted to the golden pill from the late foundation building stage on the spot!" This matter spread widely in the Cultivator Pavilion.

"The three of us also want to go down and take chances."

"So it is."

"Then dare to ask Daoist, what is the Cultivator Pavilion?"

Jiang Mu asked again.

"Daoist friends don't even know about the Cultivator Pavilion?"

"The Friar Pavilion was originally a restaurant in Qingshui City, where many cultivators gathered to exchange various news."

The man replied, and then pointed out the location to Jiang Mu.

Jiang Mu saw that the three were so polite, and the vigilance in his heart was a little less.

"It seems that in the city, it is not so dangerous..." Out

of curiosity, Jiang Mu came to the so-called Cultivator Pavilion to see one or two.

In this monk pavilion, it was really full of people, and Jiang Mu roughly felt that they were all cultivators!

Some talk high, some communicate in low voices.

Jiang Mu found an idle position, ordered a jug of wine, and listened to the news.

"Hey, you know what? How many masters have come to the Yuan Infant Tomb this time?

"I don't know, right? I heard that there are no less than a thousand cultivators in the Foundation Building Period alone!

"Jindan is even more fifty!"

"What are you? I heard that on the first day of the opening of the tomb, there were more than a dozen Jindan masters spilling blood in the heavenly dome! Not to mention refining gas and building foundations.

"This is only the periphery, and the organs in the depths of the tomb are even more terrifying, so the weight of wanting to go to the tomb..."

"Although it is dangerous, the benefits are also considerable, elixirs, weapons, exercises... Getting one of them is a huge benefit.

"The most exciting thing is that there are cultivators in the foundation building period who find the breakthrough of the golden pill in situ, and how many cultivators cannot reach it in their entire lives, which is the great luck..."

Jiang Mu listened to these people's discussions and also found it interesting.

But fun is one thing, practice is another.

Didn't you hear how many monks died in their mouths?

Jiang Mu was very glad at this time, Master and Senior Brother did not choose to go to the tomb, otherwise they really couldn't imagine.

......

Just when Jiang Mu was interested in eating melons, the two waves of cultivators sitting around fought fiercely.

The reason for the fight is simple, probably similar to what do you see? I'll look at you, try another one, try it.

In short, it was to see that you were unhappy, so they fought.

The fight between the two waves soon involved more people in, and they rushed up with the name of some kind of plant in their mouths.

Jiang Mu quickly got up and fled the restaurant.

Careless, just said that there is no danger, now immediately slapped in the face.

Jiang Mu didn't wander around anymore, purchased some daily necessities, and returned to the mountain head of Qingxuanzong.

In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.

In the past three years, the monks of Qingshui City have come and gone, and the tomb of the Yuan Infancy period has come and gone.

Jiang Mu had also been fortunate enough to see the shots of two Golden Pill Stage masters, seemingly to snatch a magic weapon.

In Qingshui City, it took a day and a night to fight in the sky.

Even the walls were broken.

As for who loses and who wins, Jiang Mu doesn't know, he only feels that it is enjoyable to watch.

It's good to be able to fly.

Jiang Mu remembered the woman in white who came to pick up Sun Ruo that day, and she would also fly.

The main thing is fairy fluttering.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mu patted his head.

What's the situation, is it really lonely for a long time, how can you think about women?

Of course, there has not only been such a fight in these three years.

There were also many fights that Jiang Mu did not dare to observe on the spot, all of them were hearsay.

Happily, with the exploration of the tomb, there are fewer and fewer opportunities to find, and gradually, there are fewer and fewer monks who come here, and slowly tend to calm.

However, some monks chose to stay and pick up the leaks.

For example, on the mountains left and right of the Qingxuan Sect, there are monks who have erected mountain gates.