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

Outside the Shenxing Sect's mountain gate, some of the people stationed on guard flew into the air, while others stood and watched.

In the distance, warships were slowly approaching.

At the front are the three remaining Nascent Soul Stage monks from the Shenxing Sect walking through the air.

They are Kunli, the Peak Master of Yanyu Peak, and the Peak Master of Wufa Peak Qiyu.

On the battleship, the remaining disciples looked solemn.

There were hundreds of thousands of monks in the army when they went on the expedition, but when they returned there was not a single one left.

The warm welcome they imagined did not appear. Everyone looked solemnly and looked to the sky.

Watching battleships passing over their heads.

On that day, everyone in the Shenxing Sect was dressed in white.

Jiang Mu once again returned to the cabin where he once lived. It was far away from the central area. After Jiang Mu left, few people came and no one touched the cabin. 33 novel network

Jiang Mu caught a few fish from the river and started cooking.

It didn't take long for someone to come.

The people who came were none other than Kun Li and the others. They had taken off their armor and put on white clothes.

"Junior Brother Jiang, we are back!"

"Senior Brother Jiang, we are back..."

The three of them stood outside the small courtyard, looking at Jiang Mu.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back..."

Jiang Mu warmly invited the three of them into the house.

"Wait a moment and the fish will be ready..."

After a while, the hot fish soup was brought to the table.

"The war in the Fallen Angel Forbidden Zone has been decided. Over the years, I have heard many legends about Senior Brother Kun..."

Jiang Mu chuckled, pulling the wrinkles on his face.

"Actually, winning or losing doesn't matter, as long as everyone comes back alive..."

The three of them looked at Jiang Mu in silence.

"What's going on?"

"Everyone should be happy to be together again."

Jiang Mu saw something was wrong in the atmosphere and asked quickly.

"Senior Brother Jiang, do you still remember what I said? If you come back, I will tell you a story instead."

Jia Weier stretched out her jade hand, gently touched Jiang Mu's cheek, and said with a faint smile:

"Senior Brother Jiang, you are getting old again..."

After these years of war, the fatigue and maturity on Jia Weier's face are visible to the naked eye.

"Where to start? Let's start when we meet up with Senior Brother Bai Yu..."

Javier began to describe their experiences over the years.

Her tone was very calm, even when she mentioned that she was in danger, she was calm.

Some Jiang Mu has heard of it, and some Jiang Mu has not heard of it.

Time passed slowly, and when Jia Weier finished speaking all her words, it was almost dark.

"Senior Brother Jiang, fortunately you didn't go..."

In the end, Jia Weier was dejected.

Jiang Mu also got a general idea.

The arrogant Senior Brother Bai Yu, a genius who was once no less powerful than anyone else, had to cover the retreat of Kun Li and others during a great battle, and his Dao Foundation was damaged. Even though he used a large amount of elixirs and herbs, he could only barely save the gold. The cultivation level in the early stage of elixir cannot be further improved in this life.

During these years of life and death, Jia Weier also developed a secret love for Bai Yu, and the two became Taoist couples.

As for Qingdai, in order to block Kun Li's sword, she was punched through the Dantian by the Golden elixir monk. Although it had some impact on her practice, fortunately she could be repaired slowly.

Kun Li killed so many people that he felt numb. He could no longer remember how many people had been killed by his own hands.

Jiang Mu looked at the three of them. They were all preoccupied and had their own thoughts.

Among them, Kun Li also kept silent to himself about the method of ascension.

"Senior Brother Kun, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Jiang Mu looked at Kun Li with bright eyes.

When Kun Li heard this, he looked at Jiang Mu.

"I……"

"Junior Brother Jiang, I heard that you have left the Shenxing Sect?"

Finally, Kun Li asked.

"Yes, I left two years ago."

"But I heard that the Kyushu Alliance returned with a great victory, and I wanted to meet you all again."

Jiang Mu replied honestly.

"Why are you leaving? Isn't it okay to stay in the sect for retirement?"

Kun Li asked anxiously.

"Hey, Senior Brother Kun, I don't have much left to live. In the remaining days, I want to go back to my hometown to visit."

Jiang Mu said frankly, "This can be considered a fallen leaf returning to its roots."

Jiang Mu didn't want the parting to be so sad, he had clearly thought about leaving quietly.

"It's good for fallen leaves to return to their roots..."

Kun Li murmured, then smiled bitterly: "I am different from Junior Brother Jiang. Now my roots are only in the Shenxing Sect."

"Ancestor, my master and uncles are all gone. I want to become the leader of the Shenxing Sect."

"Me too, my master died in battle, and I want to inherit his mantle."

Jia Weier also started talking, "I don't want to disappoint him."

Not to mention Qingdai, she definitely wants to stay with Kun Li.

"Oh, you guys, why are you acting like you're going to die? I'm just saying goodbye to you, I'm not really going to die."

Seeing that the atmosphere was always a little lonely, Jiang Mu stood up and pointed at Jia Weier like a senior and said: "Junior sister Jia, since you have become a Taoist couple with senior brother Bai Yu, then, senior brother, I will first wish you a happy marriage. Give birth to two more fat men;”

Then he clicked on Kunli and Qingdai twice.

"Senior Brother Kun and Senior Sister Qing, when you become the master and wife of the Shenxing Sect, you must carry forward the Shenxing Sect and don't let down the last wishes of your ancestors."

"Finally, on the road to spiritual practice, everyone has their own way to go. No matter what the final result is, on the way, I have experienced a lot of scenery and made friends like you, so I will have no regrets."

"Meeting, getting acquainted, getting to know each other, and being separated are a very lucky thing."

When the three of them heard this, their eyes were slightly stunned.

Yes, they were affected by the war and took separation too seriously.

It seems that there is nothing to be sad about living a life of peace, happiness, and ease.

"Haha, yes, we have thought too much. If we can meet friends like Junior Brother Jiang, we will have no regrets in life."

Kunli laughed.

"That's what's right, let's live a free and easy life."

After Jiang Mu's words, the atmosphere obviously became much higher.

There is no need to be reluctant to say goodbye. Wherever we meet in life, we never leave.

That night, the four of them, Jiang Mu, brought out the fine wines from the Immortal Realm and drank all night long.

From the time they met, I recall every bit of their lives.

The life of a monk is so long. It is really a blessing to have a good friend, a journey, and a few interesting things.

After a night of not getting drunk, the hearts of several people also opened up. They were chatting and laughing, and the laughter spread far and wide.

The next morning, when Kun Li and the others woke up, Jiang Mu's figure was gone.

In fact, even if it is wine from the world of immortality, it is not easy for monks to get drunk.

As long as you think about it, you can wake up at any time.

But none of the three did.

It was just that when Jiang Mu left, they all sensed it, but the three of them understood it tacitly.

Junior Brother Jiang, let’s go. "

Kun Li squeezed Qingdai's hand tightly. This junior fellow apprentice who joined him had no regrets. He should also find his own path.

The more he learned about this world, the more painful it became. Kun Li never told Jiang Mu and others about the secret hidden deep in his heart.

"Junior Brother Jiang passed away very freely, and we shouldn't have any regrets."

Qingdai smiled slightly, feeling lucky to know Jiang Mu, and subconsciously grabbed Kun Li's arm.

"Senior Brother Jiang is gone."

Jia Weier also shook her head and stood up, picking up a small clay figurine in front of the table.

This is what Jiang Mu left behind.

Stroking this little clay figurine, it looked the same as me, but more childish. It was the way he looked when he and Senior Brother Jiang met for the first time.

At that time, I was still a curious girl, pestering Senior Brother Jiang to watch others make clay figurines in the mortal city.

Jia Weier slowly stroked the clay figure, and the familiar outline of the clay figure in front of her eyes gradually blurred.

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