"Actually, I should have come to see you a long time ago,"

Kun Li whispered, repeating.

A thousand words, just such a sentence.

"You once said that the life of a monk is so long, and it is a blessing to have a friend, a journey, and three or two interesting things."

"Junior Brother Jiang, you walked very freely, I really envy you."

"But when it comes to me, I can't bear it, I really can't bear it..."

Kun Li lowered his body, and a great cultivator of the Yuan Infancy stage actually squatted in front of Jiang Mu's grave, holding the tombstone and pouring out.

"After you left, we actually wanted to come and see you."

"But Junior Sister Jia said that you don't want us to see what you looked like when you left."

"As long as you have that heart in your heart, Junior Brother Jiang, you will be very happy."

"So, we never came."

Kun Li held Jiang Mu's tombstone, as if he was talking to himself, and also seemed to be talking to Jiang Mu.

Next, Jiang Mu listened to Kunli's story, talking about their future life and their daily life in the Shenxing Sect.

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

In the first hundred years, the aura was weak, and everyone's cultivation was slow.

But after a hundred years, the aura gradually revived, and everyone was able to cultivate.

Kun Li became the sect master, and Jia Weier and Bai Yu also became elders in the Shenxing Sect.

Bai Yu Daoji was damaged and his cultivation could not advance, so Jia Weier accompanied him without any cultivation.

On weekdays, he also manages the affairs of the sect, accepts a few disciples to teach, and then goes on a daily life with Bai Yu.

With Jia Weier's company, Bai Yu walked out from the shadow of not being able to cultivate, this former Tianjiao, accepted his own indifference, and flew with Jia Weier.

The days are merry.

So four hundred years later, Jia Weier and Bai Yu left this world with a smile.

When parting, Jia Weier still held the clay figure that Jiang Mu gave her in her hands.

Their spiritual life may not be exciting, but in ordinary days, they have seen through many things.

But when it comes to Kunli's side, the situation is a little different.

He looked at his predecessors, the same generation, and the deceased people dying one after another, and his heart was infinitely desolate.

But fortunately, Qingdai accompanied him.

But Qingdai has always been limited by qualifications and has never been able to cross the peak of Jindan.

On a sunny day, on the cliff of Dusty Peak, Qingdai nestled in Kunli's arms.

Qingdai failed to impact the infant period, the limit is approaching, and her beauty is no longer there, and she has become an old woman with wrinkles on her face.

And Kun Li is still as young as when he entered the Shenxing Sect, but there is a little more maturity and vicissitudes in his eyes.

That day, the two said a lot of things, and although Qingdai had a smile on his face, Kunli's whole heart was trembling, because he knew that Qingdai was just dying.

"Ah Kun, don't be sad, you don't dislike me, I am already very satisfied these days when I can marry you."

Qingdai had a smile in the corner of his eyes, and his wrinkled dry hand was placed in Kun Li's palm.

Regarding his future, Qingdai has already told Kun Liming.

"Junior Brother Kun, this is the last time I called you Junior Brother Kun."

"In the last era of the last law, you did not choose to ascend, this time the last law, you must go."

"You may not belong here in the first place..." Kun

Li finally did not bury the secret in his heart and told Qingdai about it.

Qingdai's old palm rubbed Kunli's face, looked at him as young as ever, and closed his eyes.

"Ah Kun, go see Junior Brother Jiang,"

"Also, don't be sad anymore."

Kun Li never said a word, and after Qingdai closed his eyes, he gently printed on Qingdai's lips and snorted heavily.

That night, the spiritual energy in the Shenxing Sect was raging, with Kun Li as the center of the circle, surging madly.

Within the Shenxing Sect, all the disciples could feel the coercion with compassion hitting all directions.

......

Jiang Mu silently listened to Kunli's story, thinking of the eccentric Jia Wei'er, who also had a dignified and virtuous side, presumably she and Senior Brother Bai Yu were growing old, and there were no regrets in their hearts.

It was Senior Sister Qingdai, Jiang Mu thought of this Senior Sister, the appearance when she first saw it, tall, light blue hair towel wrapped around the back of her head, two pairs of crown-like crystal clear earrings hanging from her earlobes, not smiling, and her appearance was beautiful.

Presumably, in her heart, more or reluctant, right?

"Junior Brother Jiang, I obviously want to sleep with Senior Sister Qingdai, but I really can't help it!"

"This cultivation, I have been trying hard to suppress, but it is still rising, until the late Yuan Infant period."

"Even on the day Junior Sister Qingdai left, I felt that I had stepped into the peak of the Yuan Baby, but I didn't know why, but I was suppressed back."

"At that time, I was thinking, maybe Qingdai is right, I may, I don't belong here."

Kun Li seemed to have finished pouring out the sorrow in his heart, stood up, and his eyes became resolute.

"The Immortal Cultivation Realm is very big, and it is not only our realm."

"If there are immortals in the world, there are many possibilities."

"There are so many ways to practice, how about dividing me into one avenue?"

"Junior Brother Jiang, I think well, I want to break away from this realm and break into the true immortal cultivation realm!"

"Not for becoming an immortal, just for cultivating the Avenue of Time, waiting for your return in the red dust!"

Kun Li's expression was solemn, as if he was promised, and Zheng Di had a voice.

After saying these words, Kunli's eyes began to become radiant, and it seemed to become young in an instant.

"This time I came to say goodbye to Junior Brother Jiang."

"I probably won't be back for a long time."

"I brought good tea this time, Junior Brother Jiang, you love tea the most."

Kun Li took out the tea set and brewed tea over a dan fire.

"Come, I'll toast Junior Brother Jiang for a drink!"

Kun Li spilled tea in front of Jiang Mu's grave and sighed, "At the time of parting, I still have something I can't understand.

"Maybe Junior Brother Jiang, you also heard at that time that in the last forbidden area, a lord of Kyushu appeared."

"But what you don't know is that the Lord of Kyushu uses a fist technique that is similar to Junior Brother Jiang's Hundred Hands Meteor Fist, although the power is far from the same."

"Actually, when you left that day, I wanted to ask you, but think about it carefully, how is this possible, Junior Brother Jiang, how can you have a relationship with such a peerless powerhouse?"

"Senior brother, I am really not human, and it is ridiculous to doubt the pure friendship between our senior brothers."

"Senior brother, I will punish myself for a drink."

"The world is so big, it is not impossible to comprehend the same point of boxing techniques..." The

last paragraph, Kun Li was purely speaking to himself, under the detection of his divine sense, Jiang Mu was already a pile of dry bones.

Moreover, Jiang Mu's boxing method has been taught by himself, and the difference is not a star and a half.

What's more, Junior Brother Jiang has already left, so what reason does he have to doubt him?

"Alas, after all that, this is not at all like me who used to like mavericks..."

Finally, Kun Li put away the tea set, "Maybe it's Junior Brother you, as well as Qingdai, Junior Sister Jia, who changed me."

"In short, Junior Brother Jiang, no matter what, if it doesn't succeed, I'll come down to accompany you."

"I just don't know if after nearly a thousand years, the Lord of Kyushu is still alive, and whether he will still help me Kyushu."

"But even without him, I would have defeated that cultivator from the pouring red dust!"

"The scenery here is very good and quiet, Junior Brother Jiang, you really will still pick a place."

After hesitating for a long time, Kun Li finally let out a long sigh and turned away.

At the moment when Kun Li turned around, Jiang Mu's grave exploded, and dust flew up.

When Kun Li heard the sound, he turned around, and saw Jiang Mu standing in the coffin, looking at him with a smile.

Kun Li is dumbfounded.

"Since Senior Brother Kun wants to cultivate the Time Dao, how can it be done without the assistance of my junior brother?"

"You... You..."

Kun Li stammered for a while, his mind not turning. What he wants to say is, are you a human or a ghost?

"That's right, I'm Junior Brother Jiang and the Lord of Kyushu, Gu Changsheng."

(Hades time, daily life renewal, ask for a free gift)

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