Absolute control over the start, I will develop my own immortality

The situation in Jade Country has been very bad in recent years.

Because it is close to Mount Aoba, the situation in Tamaki is easily affected by Mount Aoba.

But in recent years, there has been constant turmoil in Qingye Mountain.

Demonic forces from the border of the Great Wu State poured into Qingye Mountain and competed for resources with the overlord of Qingye Mountain, the Qingye Sect.

Because of the protection of the Three Mountains and Five Elements Formation, Qingye Sect has never been invaded by demonic cultivators.

However, outside the Three Mountains and Five Elements Formation, the affiliated forces of Sandafang City and Qingye Sect are facing the threat of demonic cultivators.

This forced many monks to leave Qingye Mountain and go to the Great Wu Kingdom.

Among them, there are inevitably some people who are too afraid to go to the Great Wu Kingdom, or who think that their qualifications are too poor and there is no hope of cultivating immortals. They completely give up cultivating immortals and go to the mortal kingdom to spend the rest of their lives.

And their first choice is the Jade Kingdom.

As a result, various forces were entrenched in the Jade Kingdom, and the emperor could not leave the palace.

The whole country was in chaos.

Daejeon City.

Li family.

An old man was lying on his side on the bed, turning his head to look at the stars outside the window.

He was described as haggard, and almost no longer resembled his youthful appearance. His vitality was weak and sluggish, and his remaining lifespan would probably be counted in the sky.

The stars in the sky shone brightly, and were reflected in his cloudy eyes, without even a trace of reflection visible.

He just looked at the sky, lost in thought, his mind flew to an unknown number of years ago, looking back at the memories of the past.

"Mr. Li..."

A somewhat familiar yet unfamiliar voice appeared in my ears.

The old man turned his head and saw a smile on his face.

"It's you...you came to see me...except for you, no one calls me that..."

Zhou Ming sighed deeply in his heart, cupped his fists and said, "Mr. Li, long time no see."

"It's been such a long time...Didn't I just dream about you two days ago? Haha..."

He laughed twice, with a hint of the charm of the past.

Then he turned to look at the starry sky and said, "Zhao Xuan, do you still remember that when you wanted to call me master, I refused? What did I say at that time?"

Zhou Ming nodded: "You said you were impulsive. If I call Master, you have to take responsibility, so don't let me call you."

"yes……"

Mr. Li sighed and said: "I am just a mediocre monk. I have only been at the fourth level of Qi training my whole life. I don't have any powerful skills. If you call me master, what can I teach you?

Moreover, as I said at the beginning, accepting a disciple requires you to bear responsibilities, but I don’t want to bear it, and I don’t dare to bear it..."

"Mr. Li..."

"But now...I regret it...Can you call me...Master..."

Zhou Ming was silent for a moment.

Mr. Li really did not have any great achievements in his life.

However, he was indeed very good to Zhou Ming.

He had taught him farming. Although it was not a lofty skill like alchemy and weapon refining, it had helped Zhou Ming settle down in the world of immortality.

He gave Zhou Ming a lot of spells. Even if their total value may not be more than a few spirit stones, it was of great help to Zhou Ming at that time.

Not to mention the weeds he pointed out.

Although the weed cultivation method is almost useless for Zhou Ming, who now has infinite spiritual roots, it is undeniable that it was this method that made Zhou Ming practice in the beginning.

The appearance on Zhou Ming's face changed, and he returned to his original appearance in an instant. He then clasped his fists in salute and bowed.

"Zhou Ming...meet the master!"

"Huh? You...you..."

Mr. Li was stunned, raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Ming, then suddenly lost his breath and fell on the bed.

"Elder Li!"

Zhou Ming appeared beside the bed and helped Mr. Li up. Mana flowed into Mr. Li's body along the palm of his hand, and he immediately recovered.

"I'm...I'm not dreaming?!"

After Mr. Li woke up, he seemed very surprised: "Is it really your boy who came to see me?"

"Of course not."

Zhou Ming smiled bitterly, it turned out that Mr. Li thought he was dreaming just now.

"So, since you arrived at Qingyefang, you haven't shown your true face? What a good boy, after so many years, you haven't even noticed it at all!"

"Feel sorry……"

"No need to apologize. The world of immortality is a cannibalistic place. I know that you can always hide your true appearance, which shows that you are cautious. Only people like you can live long in the world of immortality. I understand."

Li Laodao: "What level of cultivation are you... now?"

"Middle stage of foundation building."

"Building...building foundation? Hahaha...you just called me master...I have been mediocre all my life, but when I am about to die, I actually have an apprentice in the foundation building stage...hahahaha..."

When Mr. Li heard this, he was stunned again, but then he laughed loudly, his laughter was clear, and his energy was much better than before.

After laughing, he asked again: "How old are you this year?"

how old?

Zhou Ming calculated: "About fifty years old."

"Fifty years old? A foundation-building monk has a lifespan of two hundred years, but you are only fifty? You are young! It seems that your qualifications are really very good..."

Mr. Li was very happy, but also a little sad, thinking of himself.

"Unlike me, I think I have outstanding talents, but in fact, I am just a speck of dust, mediocre and inconspicuous..."

Maybe people like to reminisce when they get old. Mr. Li talked about his past with great interest.

But what he was talking about was not the glorious past, but the bumps and bumps he encountered in his life.

He said that he once acted chivalrously and helped a village eliminate bandits. Later, he discovered that they were in the same group, but there was an internal conflict, so he used his hand to eradicate the other side.

"Those who seem ordinary and don't seem to be a threat to you at all, doesn't mean they have no intentions towards you..."

He talked about how he once wanted to make a career, but was betrayed by his subordinates.

"Those little people, they may not be able to accomplish anything, but they can certainly ruin your affairs. Don't underestimate them..."

He also said that in recent years, demonic monks have disguised themselves and come here to kill people and practice martial arts. On the surface, they have disguised themselves very well. If he hadn't had the middle-grade magic weapon that Zhou Ming had given him before, he would have suffered a disaster.

"People's hearts are separated from each other, and no one knows what other people have in their stomachs. You have to be cautious..."

Finally, he talked about the day he learned about the world of immortality.

"At that time, what I wanted was not to become an immortal or to live forever. I just wanted to... go and see! See those worlds that I had never seen before..."

"Zhao Xuan, I can't do it anymore. But you...you are qualified and cautious. You will definitely be able to go further and see a wider world..."

He said he was tired and finally fell asleep and fell into sleep.

In the dream, he was a famous hero, successful, protecting his family, and praised by everyone.

He took on a disciple, who although a bit clumsy, respected him very much.

He did not keep this apprentice by his side and wait for him to take care of him in old age, but gave him away, hoping that the other party could build a career more brilliant than his...

"Mr. Li, sweet dreams."

Under a blue sky and white clouds, Zhou Ming said goodbye to the courtyard below.

Immediately, a puff of cloud flew into the distance.