Longevity: Starting with Only One Life, Cultivation Depends Entirely on Survival

Jiang Mu buried Duan En and Lao Wang on the hilltop of Qingxuan Sect.

Looking at the graves of different ages, Jiang Mu was filled with emotion.

Jiang Mu was not filled with sadness for Duan En's departure this time, but only a little sigh.

In fact, when Jiang Mu thought carefully, all the old friends he knew left peacefully. x33xs.com

Their lives were complete, so he didn't need to be too sad.

However, the feeling of emptiness when people left the building would still surround him.

Old friends died one after another, and he was the only one left in a blink of an eye.

What to do next?

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

Suddenly, an old friend passed by my heart, and looking back at the mountains and rivers was already autumn.

There are still people worth caring about.

Master, senior brother, junior sister, are you all right?

Jiang Mu counted that he had been in this world for a hundred years.

For a cultivator, this is a very ordinary hundred years.

He waited for a hundred years, until the people he knew died one after another, and he didn't wait for his master and senior brothers.

The missing senior brothers 4, 5, and 6 also didn't return.

Did they forget that there was someone waiting for them to go home in Qingxuan Sect?

If he had gone there at the beginning, would the ending be different?

Jiang Mu had waited enough for a hundred years, 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 come, and he will take the initiative to find everyone.

Before, it was because he didn't have the ability to protect himself, but now he is a great cultivator in the Jindan stage. 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 brilliant and grand, you have to go and take a look.

Even the phoenix body of Junior Sister has the qualifications of a saint, so it's not too much for a time traveler like him to simply be an emperor?

So in the 101st year since he came to this world, Jiang Mu was ready to leave Qingxuan Sect and go out to make a living.

But who will leave the stall of Qingxuan Sect to?

With the departure of Duan En, Jiang Mu no longer liked to manage the sect. In fact, most of the power of Qingxuan Sect had been controlled by the later disciples.

Some became the great elders, the second elders, and the deacons.

Qingxuan Sect, from top to bottom, was no longer Jiang Mu's Qingxuan Sect.

With greater power, greater ambitions would arise, which was human nature.

The reason why these people were still obedient was mainly because they were shocked by Jiang Mu's strength.

Several former elders were gone, and the head was still so young, so his strength must be so terrifying!

So every year, the filial piety to Jiang Mu was still filial piety.

Jiang Mu thought, if he disbanded Qingxuan Sect, wouldn't he not have to participate in the immortal cultivator war?

Anyway, he had no real feelings for these people, and it would be the same no matter which sect he went to.

Qingxuan Sect... or the original Qingxuan Sect is better.

On a morning when the sun was rising, Jiang Mu came to the back mountain and built 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, so that if the brothers came back, they could also give them a thought.

"Old Wang, Old Wu, Old Duan... Little Blackie, Miss Su..."

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

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

"The scenery of Qingxuan Sect is very beautiful. After I leave, no one will come to disturb you."

"I hope that when I come back, your graves will be covered with grass. I heard that the more grass there is, the better life there is..."

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

Jiang Mu, who turned around and left, suddenly felt a push from behind him. The wind from the mountain stream whistled and slapped Jiang Mu's back, passed over his shoulders, blew his long hair and pushed him forward.

Jiang Mu paused, then smiled. He did not look back, but walked forward with firm and brisk steps, faster and faster until his figure became blurred.

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On this day, a big earthquake occurred in Qingxuan Sect.

The leader actually wanted to disband Qingxuan Sect!

All the elders did not understand why they wanted to disband it?

They said no, but when Jiang Mu said that he would only take some of the spirit stones, they kept silent.

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

In this way, these elders were happy.

Once Jiang Mu left, wouldn't they have the opportunity to become the leader?

Who doesn't want to climb higher?

Seeing that everyone had no objection, Jiang Mu only took the part of the spirit stones he deserved, and asked everyone to leave the mountain.

Anyway, Qingxuan Sect would not lose anything without the mountain of Zhennan City, and this place was just Jiang Mu's place of cultivation most of the time.

Just like that, Qingxuan Sect changed its name, and everyone from top to bottom had their own agenda, busy competing for resources. Who cared about what Jiang Mu was going to do?

On the top of Qingxuan Sect, Jiang Mu was carrying a small bag, a burning knife hanging on his waist, and his long hair was tied up.

Jiang Mu was leaving, and in order to prevent people with bad intentions from going up the mountain, he would block the entire Qingxuan Sect top.

Jiang Mu's body began to rise step by step, hanging in the air.

"Hundred Hands Meteor Fist!"

Jiang Mu silently chanted in his heart, and his whole body spiritual power circulated. His body also made corresponding movements, and he punched the surroundings of Qingxuan Sect.

In a flash, the ground shook, and the rocks were everywhere.

At this moment, Jiang Mu smashed one big pit after another around the top of the Qingxuan Sect, cutting off the road to the outside world.

"Alas, I'm still too weak. I can only throw twenty punches in an instant, and the power is a bit weak."

Jiang Mu shook his head and sighed. His cultivation speed was also unparalleled, but fortunately it was enough.

Then, Jiang Mu drew his sword and slashed on the Qingxuan Sect mountain wall that had formed an isolated island. The sword energy left a long gully on the stone wall, exuding a sharp sword intent.

After doing all this, Jiang Mu nodded with satisfaction.

In this way, leaving his own traces, no one will come to investigate.

If there are any cultivators above the Jindan level, they will not find any valuable treasures even if they come.

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

However, this scene shocked the people of Zhennan City.

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked when he raised his hand. This is the real method of an immortal!

Countless people knelt down and kowtowed blindly in the direction of Qingxuan Sect.

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