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

"Xiaotong...she...is dead."

When this sentence came out of Cao Leping's mouth, Jiang Mu felt his heart skip a beat.

No sadness, just a little dazed.

Because he couldn't figure out how Li Xiaotong died.

If she died of old age, there's nothing to be sad about.

But when she left, Li Xiaotong was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and it was impossible for her to die because of life span issues. Could it be that something went wrong in her cultivation?

"Old Cao, don't worry, tell me slowly, what happened to Xiaotong?"

Jiang Mu asked Cao Leping calmly.

"And what about Xiao Zhou?"

Cao Leping wiped his tears, pulled Jiang Mu and choked up, saying: "Old Kun, you have to avenge Xiaotong!"

Over the years of getting along, Cao Leping and Li Xiaotong have long been both teachers and friends, and have a deep relationship.

"Old Cao, tell me slowly, no matter who killed Xiaotong, I will not let him go!"

Jiang Mu's face also darkened.

Seeing Cao Leping like this, Jiang Mu also felt uneasy.

Jiang Mu rarely made friends in his life, but he treated every friend with sincerity.

And Li Xiaotong was also a junior who he watched grow up.

He didn't know why such a thing happened after he left for only five hundred years.

In Cao Leping's intermittent narration, Jiang Mu learned the whole story.

It turned out that all this was also related to the dispute in the Northern Territory.

After the Qicaixia Sect and Xiejian Sect conquered most of the sects, they continued to clash.

There were no less than dozens of battles of all sizes.

And those disciples became tools for the centralizers to charge.

It doesn't have to be said so absolutely. Where there is benefit, there is sacrifice.

And Li Xiaotong died of serious injuries in a battle with Xiejian Sect.

That battle can be said to be the most tragic battle since the conflict between Qicaixia Sect and Xiejian Sect broke out.

The Shenqiao Realm monks of both sides fell one after another. The magic was blind, and no one knew who was hit.

"I told Xiaotong and the others not to go. Isn't it better to quit Qicaixiamen like me?"

"But Xiaotong said that the path of cultivation is to fight against the sky, the earth, and people. How can you move forward without going through some trials?"

"I know that the realms are different and the pursuits are different. Maybe I don't understand the path they are pursuing, but I really just want them to live well!"

Cao Leping cried out when he was moved.

Jiang Mu silently cast an isolation method for him.

"What about Xiao Zhou?"

"Xiao Zhou, I saw him half a month ago."

"He was also seriously injured, but his life was not in danger."

"That day he came to my stall with Xiaotong's body and knelt for a long time."

"I know he is feeling guilty. He feels guilty for not protecting Xiaotong well, and he is also apologizing to you."

"But what's the use?"

Cao Leping patted his thigh and sighed.

"Although life and death become indifferent when embarking on the path of cultivation, I really don't want to watch them leave like this!"

"I, the one with the worst qualifications, didn't leave, how could he leave early?"

There are unexpected changes in the world, and people have misfortunes and blessings.

Such a law seems to be unavoidable.

After experiencing dozens of battles in the past, I didn't expect that I would fall in the last battle. m.x33xs.com

Li Xiaotong may think that she will gradually go further and further on the path of cultivation, and finally catch up with Jiang Mu's steps, stand at the height of cultivation, and appreciate different scenery.

But she didn't expect that she was just an ordinary cultivator with no qualifications, if she hadn't met Jiang Mu.

"Old Cao, stop crying. You're being so nagging like a woman."

Jiang Mu slapped Cao Leping on the shoulder and shouted, "Since you've persuaded her, this is the path Xiaotong chose herself!"

"It's the way it is on the road of cultivation. If she's willing to fight, she'll naturally have to bear the consequences she has to bear."

"If you don't have the strength, don't fight. Isn't it better to just lie down like you, Old Cao?"

"And that Xiao Zhou is the same. He's so old but he doesn't persuade Xiaotong. He's still fighting with her..."

Jiang Mu was counting the faults of the two people, while Cao Leping was wiping away tears without making a sound.

The pedestrians on the road were like a silent movie, without any sound.

After counting the faults of Li Xiaotong and the others, Jiang Mu sighed.

"I was wrong too. If I hadn't left, it would have been better."

"If I were here, would I have been able to persuade them?"

Jiang Mu also sat down on the chair and counted his own faults.

In fact, Jiang Mu was most afraid of separation.

There are always many things that are difficult to control after separation.

But Jiang Mu felt that it was not his fault to leave for so long.

This damn thunder tribulation, the wanted order of the Yang family.

All of them are the reasons.

"I understand, I understand the reason..."

"But we can't avenge Xiaotong in our lifetime. There are so many people on the battlefield. Who knows who hurt her?"

Cao Le recovered and sighed.

"Yeah..."

Jiang Mu smiled, and thunder emerged in the sky of the Seven-Colored Cloud Gate, shining in the sky and rumbling.

It was so abnormal that all the cultivators looked up at the sky at the same time.

"Insufficient practice, this is Xiaotong's karma."

"Killing someone means paying with your life, this is the karma of the Seven-Colored Cloud Gate and the Slanting Sword Gate."

Jiang Mu stood up suddenly, he didn't want to hide anymore.

Counting the life he had been in, there were not many times he had taken action.

Because few people touch his bottom line, let alone kill those around him.

Just because he's stubborn doesn't mean he's a coward, he's afraid of death.

Besides, he may not die yet.

Cao Leping was startled and suddenly raised his head to stare at Jiang Mu.

"Old Cao, wait for me here."

"I'll bring Xiaotong back."

"Boom!"

Thunder sounded again in the sky.

Jiang Mu was like the most dazzling lightning, soaring into the sky.

When he rushed into the sky, a three-pointed two-edged sword appeared in his hand, and he no longer concealed his appearance, because this battle would definitely be observed by the saints of the upper realm.

Pretending is just lack of strength and fear of retaliation.

Although Jiang Mu was only at the peak of the Tribulation, he was completely fearless in the lower realm.

What he has to do is very simple, just pay for the debt with blood.

Destroying Qicaixiamen and Xiejianmen is his goal.

This is his cause and effect.

On top of the Qicaixiamen Mountain Gate, countless disciples looked up.

A strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky, which was obviously aimed at them.

"Could it be that the monks from Xiejianmen came here!?"

"What kind of magical power is this!?"

"There is an enemy attack!"

In this moment, countless monks flew up in the air, and some monks in the Shenqiao Realm sensed the extraordinary power of the thunder and flew into the sky one after another.

Among them, the ancestors, sect masters, and elders of Qicaixia Sect are the main ones.

"This thunder is like thunder from the sky and should not be underestimated."

The ancestor of Qicai Xiamen spoke out, his expression solemn.

"Could it be that the Xie Jian Sect really came over? Didn't our alert disciples notice it?"

An elder spoke up.

"No, how could Xie Jian Sect have such a powerful thunder technique? Aren't they sword cultivators..."

Soon, everyone's consciousness was locked in one direction.

There, the most dazzling thunder light came from bottom to top in front of Qicaixiamen's mountain-protecting formation.

Until it got closer, the lightning dissipated and revealed its true appearance.

A young man... holding a long knife.

All the monks in Colorful Xiamen were stunned, who is this?

I thought it was the monks from Xie Jian Sect who came to kill me, but I didn't expect that such a large formation was caused by just one person.

Jiang Mu stopped and was stunned for a moment.

Because high in the sky, he saw an acquaintance.

The wretched old man who extorted 100,000 spiritual stones from him.

And depending on the situation, the Shenqiao realm monks in Qicaixiamen are still led by him.

Jiang Mu immediately understood.

This wretched old man is obviously the ancestor of Qicaixiamen!

Jiang Mu didn't know that he was being tricked by this wretched old man again.

But Jiang Mu was happy at the moment.

Isn't this just right? New and old grudges should be settled together?

There was no need to dance on the grave of that wretched old man, Jiang Mu personally sent him on his way.

In the colorful Xiamen formation, the wretched ancestor was also stunned when he saw Jiang Mu's appearance.

He must remember the monks who were tricked by him.

Especially Jiang Mu, a big grievance.

After returning to the sect, this wretched old man checked and found that there was no such person as Jiang Mu in Qicaixia Sect.

So he has no worries about leaks.

But looking at the current situation, Jiang Mu has come to visit?

But back then, he was just a small god. Even after a thousand years, how dare he...

Just as he was thinking this, he looked at Jiang Mu again, and the ancestor was shocked.

Look...can't see through it?

Could it be that he has practiced some top-notch concealment method?

Until now, this ancestor still thought that Jiang Mu could only reach the Shenqiao realm at best.

However, Jiang Mu, who was outside the colorful Xiamen formation, slowly raised the three-pointed two-edged sword.

"What does that man want to do?"

"No way, am I right? He wants to break our mountain-protecting formation?"

"Are you so arrogant?"

The monks of Qicaixiamen were still whispering to each other, as if they were watching clowns.

The ancestors and elders of Qicaixiamen also didn't believe that a mere monk, even if he was in the second realm of Shenqiao, could not break the mountain-protecting formation.

Outside the mountain-protecting formation, Jiang Mu slowly opened his mouth while getting ready to go.

"Today, I only do two things."

"First, destroy your Qicaixiamen;"

"Second, let's destroy your Qicaixiamen."

The next moment, thunderous light emerged from the three-pointed two-edged sword in Jiang Mu's hand, and he slashed out with one strike.

The endless sword intent hit the mountain-protecting formation with destructive thunder, the heaven and earth shook, and spiritual energy surged.

With one strike of the sword, the formation was broken!

"Boom!"

As the formation shattered, all the monks of Qicaixiamen were dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, rolling thunder poured into the Colorful Xiamen.

"stop!"

The Shenqiao realm monks of Qicaixiamen reacted one after another, and each used their magical powers to withstand the thunderous sword light.

However, although the light of the sword is easy to block, the thunder is difficult to guard against.

"break!"

The ancestor of the Colorful Xiamen shouted loudly, and endless colorful lights emerged, resisting most of the thunder.

However, this is just the residual power of thunder.

After a while, the thunder dissipated.

Looking at Qicaixiamen again, the mountain gate collapsed and countless buildings were broken.

Many disciples even lay on the ground and groaned.

"May I ask who you are and why you attacked our Qicaixiamen?"

"Could it be that Xiejianmen invited you here?"

The ancestor of Colorful Xiamen looked extremely gloomy.

The thunder just now made him restless.

He faintly felt an unusual aura.

That is the aura of law that can only be found when one enters the quasi-saint realm.

"You old bastard, it's only been a thousand years and you don't recognize me?"

"Is my hundred thousand spirit stones good for use?"

Jiang Mu took one step and came to the sky above Qicaixiamen.

The wretched ancestor was shocked when he heard this.

How is this possible? Back then, I was only at the peak of becoming a god...

"Did you admit the wrong person?"

The wretched old man bowed his head and handed over his hand.

Even if he were beaten to death, he would not believe that Jiang Mu was the little monk from thousands of years ago!

"I didn't admit my mistake. How could I admit my mistake?"

Jiang Mu shook his head, "This is just one of the ways to destroy your Qicai Xiamen."

Then Jiang Mu said in a deep voice: "Let your disciple Zhou Churen come out to see me."

When the wretched old man heard this, could it be that the second reason was that this disciple offended Jiang Mu?

And it is very likely that they want to destroy their Qicaixia Sect because of the second reason, isn't it just one hundred thousand spirit stones? With Jiang Mu's current cultivation level, he can have as many as he wants.

"Okay, okay, if it is because of these two reasons that you broke into my mountain gate, then I will pay you double the amount of spiritual stones in Xiayuan, and let this disciple wait for you to deal with it!"

The wretched old man cupped his hands and said.

Jiang Mu snorted coldly and did not criticize him.

This person is indeed selfish.

The wretched old man waved, and Zhou Churen, who had been suppressed by his master in the distance, immediately rushed to Jiang Mu.

"Uncle Kun..."

Zhou Churen came to Jiang Mu with a dejected expression.

He opened his mouth, but in the end he just said those two words.

Jiang Mu's coming here has already explained many problems.

"Where's Xiaotong?"

Jiang Mu spoke.

Zhou Churen stretched out his hand, and Li Xiaotong's body flew out of his storage ring and hung in the air.

Li Xiaotong still looked the same as when Jiang Mu left, but her face was pale and without any blood.

Jiang Mu looked around and saw that the spirit had dissipated, the energy and blood had long been exhausted, and there was just a corpse.

Without words, Jiang Mu put her into his storage ring.

"Do you know who hurt her?"

Jiang asked, his tone very calm.

"I've seen him from a distance. He's an elder from the Shenqiao Realm of Xiejianmen."

Zhou Churen replied.

Jiang Mu stretched out his hand and placed it on Zhou Churen's head, and instantly found that memory in his consciousness.

The Shenqiao realm monk was carrying a big sword on his back, and he just struck it casually.

"I understand, what are your plans for the future?"

Jiang Mu took back his hand and looked at Zhou Churen.

This once humorous and active young man now looks like he is entering his twilight years, with a head full of black and white hair.

Zhou Churen looked bitter, turned to look at the sect behind him, and then looked back at Jiang Mu.

"Uncle Kun, must the Colorful Xiamen be destroyed?"

"Just killing a few people."

After killing the upper echelons of Qicaixiamen, Jiang Mu doesn't have to worry about the rest.

"Then will you avenge Xiaotong?"

"certainly."

After receiving a positive answer, Zhou Churen smiled.

Laughing miserably.

Judging from the current situation, Jiang Mu does have the strength to destroy Qicai Xiamen.

All their Colorful Xiamen must be destroyed, and Xiejianmen is no exception.

"Uncle Kun, it's all my fault. It's my fault for not protecting Xiaotong."

"It's our fault that we overestimate our capabilities..."

"It's my fault that I met Xiaotong on the way to practice..."

Zhou Churen was smiling and speaking, with tears in his eyes.

It was as if his heart had collapsed.

"The Colorful Xiamen raised me up, I can't blame it for anything."

"I just ask Uncle Kun to save my master's life."

Zhou Churen said finally, knelt down in the air and kowtowed to Jiang Mu several times.

Seeing Jiang Mu slowly nodding, Zhou Churen stood up.

Then the seven orifices bleed.

He is destroying his own soul.

"Xiaotong, wait for me..."

The last sound was extremely weak, and only Jiang Mu heard it.

The monks of Qicai Xiamen all looked at each other.

The conversation between Jiang Mu and Zhou Churen was a blur, and they only knew it was related to a dead female cultivator from the Qicai Xiamen.

And he still begged Jiang Mu?

Especially the dozens of Shenqiao realm monks who were closest to him were even more shocked.

Jiang Mu actually wants to destroy their Qicai Xiamen! ?

Jiang Mu had already seen that Zhou Churen had a death wish.

But from then on, there was no way to save him.

For such an infatuated person, he must be more miserable than himself.

Living or dying, which one is the most painful?

Jiang Mu couldn't help Zhou Churen make a choice.

Just like he failed to control Li Xiaotong's life in the end.

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