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

"No, how dare these people?"

Jiang Mu couldn't believe that there were mortals who dared to develop the terrain created by such immortal means.

As expected, these evil real estate developers exist at all times.

Although Jiang Mu was very angry, he would not act impulsively until he understood the situation. If it was as he thought, then even a mortal, Jiang Mu, would not be merciful.

So he landed far away, and instead of transforming into another form, he blended into the official path with his true appearance, and slowly headed towards the top of Qingxuanzong Mountain.

The closer you get to the top of Qingxuanzong Mountain, the more people are coming and going around.

These people are men, women, old and young, and most of them are rich and noble.

Jiang Mu himself was not too poorly dressed, and with his good looks, he didn't look out of place blending in.

Not far away, there is a group of young men and rich ladies, wearing feather fans and silk scarves, talking and laughing happily.

Jiang Mu was curious whether they were here for tourism or sightseeing, so he leaned closer.

Coincidentally, I also have a paper fan.

"Haha, today is the most solemn day of our Li family. Although the scenery of this ancestral temple is beautiful, you should not delay your trip."

One of the young men laughed.

"My cousin is right. Let's leave as soon as possible. Don't keep our parents waiting."

someone replied.

"Humph, brother, you are so shameless. You obviously have the most fun every time I come here, and you always like to compose a poem."

"Just the little ink in your belly, don't be embarrassed!"

A girl stuck out her tongue at the young man who spoke first and revealed.

Making the people around him chuckle.

"Alas, third sister, there are many people, give me some face for your brother!"

"Isn't this what I am saying? Moreover, it is said that our ancestor Jiang is not only an immortal master, but also full of knowledge. He can even compose a poem when he goes to a brothel. When will I have such grace..."

"Cousin, be careful what you say!"

"Brother, you are talking nonsense again. If my father finds out, he will definitely beat you to death!"

"Ah hahaha, I didn't see this in my ancestral home either..."

Several people passed by slowly, talking and laughing.

Jiang Mu followed, a little confused.

Why do I feel that the Jiang Zu that the young man mentioned is similar to me...

Moreover, these people also have the surname Li. When it comes to using this place as their ancestral shrine, they are probably the descendants of Li Jiu.

Since it was an ancestor worship, Jiang Mu would not be so angry. 33 novel network

As long as the Qingxuan Sect is not ruined, that will be fine.

Moreover, this latecomer of Li Jiu not only included himself in his ancestral home, but also included himself in the ancestor worship. His filial piety is very good.

It's just that the descendant of the Li family in front of him always likes to drag him, Jiang Zu, out to whip the corpse.

So Jiang Mu touched it, patted the young man who spoke first, and said in surprise: "Cousin!"

The young man was patted and looked back at Jiang Mu, wondering: "Are you calling me?"

"Yes, cousin, don't you recognize me?"

"We studied together when we were young..."

Jiang Mu chuckled, looking familiar.

It was the young man's turn to be confused. The people who came here were more or less related to the Li family, and when he was a child, he studied there. There were so many cousins ​​around him, how could he remember them all?

"Hahaha, it turns out to be you, cousin, you... called... called..."

The young man slapped his forehead and seemed to remember. He laughed awkwardly for a long time and couldn't call Jiang Mu's name.

"My name is Kun Li, cousin!"

Jiang Mu reminded.

"Ah, yes, cousin Kunli, I didn't expect you to come to worship our ancestors this time."

The young man thought about it for a long time, but he really couldn't remember that he knew a cousin named Kun Li.

Maybe it's a relative. It's normal that I can't remember it. There are many relatives in the Li family.

So Jiang Mu used his excellent acting skills to successfully blend in with the descendants of the Li family.

Walking all the way to the top of Qingxuanzong Mountain, Jiang Mu also found out the identities of these people.

They are indeed the younger generation of the Li family, and the first young man is named Li Xi'an, who is the son of the current head of the Li family. The girl who is quarreling is named Li Anxi, and she is a brother and sister to Li Xi'an.

When they arrived at the mountain gate of Qingxuan Sect, many people had gathered here.

Stepping into the mountain gate, the main hall in Qi Nei has been decorated in a grand and simple style, giving it a brand new look.

The main hall at the front seems to be the ancestral temple.

People are constantly entering and coming out of it.

Jiang Mu followed Li Xi'an's group and walked in, holding three sticks of incense and kowtow to the incense.

There are only two tablets enshrined in the ancestral temple.

One belongs to Li Jiu and the other belongs to Jiang Mu himself.

What's the point of this, I put incense on myself?

After finishing the incense, Jiang Mu asked: "Cousin from Xi'an, I live far away. This is my first time coming to this ancestral temple. Why are there only two spiritual tablets enshrined?"

"Cousin, you don't know something right now. Among our ancestors, only Li Zu and Jiang Zu are buried in Qingxuan Mountain. And our Li family's success is all due to Li Zu and his master Jiang Zu. If not They wouldn’t have the Li family we have now.”

"So even if Jiang Zu has a foreign surname, he still deserves the respect of our descendants of the Li family."

"For example, even though more than two hundred years have passed, our Li family is still at its peak. My father, Li Qingshan, worships the prime minister and assists the current emperor in governing the country..."

Li Xian explained, then showed admiration: "Jiang Zu is the person I admire the most..."

Hearing this, Jiang Mu smiled but said nothing.

"Okay, cousin Kunli, after worshipping the ancestral tablet, we will go to sweep the graves of Li Zu and Jiang Zu."

Will we also sweep the graves for ourselves?

Jiang Mu suddenly remembered that when he left, he had built an empty grave for himself next to Li Jiu's grave.

Jiang Mu followed everyone to the back mountain. The open space in the back mountain was already full of Li's descendants.

In the front, there were several old men standing, who seemed to be the oldest generation of the Li family.

The graves that Jiang Mu had built in the back mountain had been renovated and looked very new.

The altar not far away was filled with tributes.

After an impassioned speech, Li Qingshan, the head of the Li family, asked everyone to kowtow one by one.

The general idea was that people should not forget their roots and should always remember the contributions of their ancestors.

The descendants of the Li family lined up in a long queue according to the distance of their blood relationship and kowtowed in front of these graves one by one.

Although there are a lot of graves, since they are buried together with Li Jiu and Jiang Mu, all the descendants of the Li family worship them as their ancestors.

Since Jiang Mu used a different surname, he naturally ranked behind.

Soon, it was Jiang Mu's turn. When he came to Li Jiu's grave, several old men standing by to maintain order, including Li Qingshan, were shocked by Jiang Mu's appearance.

"You... which family are you from?"

Li Qingshan asked this question and suddenly wanted to slap himself in the face.

How could the Li family have descendants who look like Jiang Zu? Isn't this nonsense?

"This..."

"This, this, this!"

The older generation of the Li family was stunned.

"It's exactly the same as the one in the painting!"

Several people looked at Jiang Mu with shock in their eyes.

Jiang Mu saw this and knew that he was recognized.

Yes, he used his original appearance just to see if anyone still remembered him.

Jiang Mu smiled lightly. It feels so good to be remembered by someone...

Jiang Mu stretched out his finger and made a shushing gesture.

Then he bowed to the graves of his old friends one by one.

"Everyone, I'm back to see you."

Jiang Mu murmured, talking to the graves, telling what he had seen and heard.

"Little Blackie, the world of immortal cultivation is too big, Master, I can't see it all, we are also frogs trapped at the bottom of the well..."

...

"You, you... are really Jiang Zu!?"

Li Qingshan couldn't believe it, but then he thought that it was rumored that Jiang Zu was an immortal master, and it didn't seem too much to live a long life.

But he was as young as he was more than two hundred years ago, which was too against the sky.

Several ancestors of the Li family trembled and stopped the people who wanted to kowtow behind them, signaling everyone not to speak.

Li Xian saw this and thought Jiang Mu was some extraordinary relative.

After all, he was not qualified to see Jiang Mu's portrait, which could only be seen by the older generation or the head of the Li family.

Until Jiang Mu finished everything, turned his head, and walked to Li Qingshan.

"Jiang... Jiang Zu!"

Li Qingshan shouted and knelt on the ground.

Jiang Mu smiled and helped him up.

"It's been more than 200 years since then, your Li family has been very thoughtful."

"However, more than 200 years of incense is enough."

"From now on, don't come to Qingxuan Mountain again. When it comes to cultivation, you prefer quietness and stay away from noise."

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