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

One hundred thousand years later, Fu Xun died with a smile on his face.

This time, Jiang Mu personally saw him off.

This also means that Jiang Mu was the only one left in the old era.

Although the spiritual energy began to recover with the appearance of Jiang Mu, it could never return to the concentration of the Great World era.

The star field of the heavens as a whole is still in an era of decline.

And as time goes by, the revived spiritual energy gradually begins to dissipate, foreshadowing the coming of the Great Silence.

Fu Xun is right, he is indeed the loneliest person in the world.

Even the true spirits above the chaos began to fall into a dead silence.

Jiang Mu did not go anywhere. He returned to the chaos and stood in front of the immortal gate like the former heavenly way, overlooking the entire star field of the heavens.

Feeling that the entire star field of the heavens was under control, Jiang Mu would think of many things at first.

But time always passes slowly when he is thinking about it, so he began to empty his mind and learn from the former heavenly way to differentiate a trace of divine thought to control the operation of the star field of the heavens.

Sometimes it is also a good pleasure to look at the star fields from different angles.

But the Heavenly Dao is right. Emotional creatures are not suitable to become the Heavenly Dao.

Only one million years have passed, and Jiang Mu began to feel tired.

So he remembered the unopened letter, and he couldn't help but take it out to take a look.

He wanted to open it, but Jiang Mu remembered that the lonely years after the Great Silence would be longer, so he held back and waited.

It is always good to have an idea in mind.

Just wait and wait, wait and wait, until the Great Silence comes.

At this time, Jiang Mu became the loneliest person, and he was the only one left in the world.

There is an irresistible world will urging Jiang Mu to destroy the traces left by the previous era and open the next era.

The empty consciousness returned, and Jiang Mu was ready.

The endless breath of the Immortal King swept the world, and it was filled with gray and white.

The law of time and shadow began to reorganize the true spirits that were about to be broken, and at the same time changed the world.

It was like time was going backwards, the mountains and rivers were broken, the stars were falling, and everything was going backwards at a rapid speed.

The world was constantly changing in Jiang Mu's eyes.

Jiang Mu's huge spiritual consciousness filled the whole world, and all the magic power and spiritual energy were returning to this world at this moment.

Even with Jiang Mu's immortal life, it was quite strenuous to reshape a world. He was constantly consuming everything in himself, and his body began to break up inch by inch, as if to merge into this world.

At the same time, another small world in Jiang Mu's body began to merge with this world to make up for the nutrients needed to reshape the world.

At this time, Jiang Mu felt a strong pressure sweeping from the void, looking at this world.

At this time, the world reshaped by Jiang Mu had begun to take shape, which was the appearance of the last era 50 million years ago, and life began to be born.

After this strong spiritual consciousness looked for a moment, it dissipated into the void.

Jiang Mu thought that this should be what the Heavenly Dao said, to supervise whether each world has opened a new era.

Unfortunately, from the outside, the era reshaped by Jiang Mu was a new era.

Because the eras were all the same at the beginning.

It's just that everything in this era seems to be pasted from the previous era, and the future development is also the same.

But to be honest, there are still some differences.

This is the world that Jiang Mu reshaped at the cost of consuming everything of the entire Immortal King. In the future, the creatures in this world will be more likely to become immortals.

Because the essence of immortals has been absorbed by this world, and the two worlds have merged into one.

For others, they are all reborn. For Jiang Mu, this world has not changed at all, and everything is running normally.

In the end, the world took shape, and Jiang Mu also overdrew everything and sat on the chaos.

Maybe he will fall into a deep sleep.

Jiang Mu thought that this would backfire on him just like using the time method.

With Jiang Mu's immortal physique, of course he will not die, but it will take a long time to recover.

On second thought, it is actually a good thing.

What if he wakes up at the right time after a sleep?

In the end, Jiang Mu only had a trace of obsession like the way of heaven before to continue to control this world.

Time passed slowly as before, as if nothing had changed.

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The sun shone through the green trees. The road up the mountain didn't seem far, but it was very tiring.

Many students were so tired that they fell down and had to rest on both sides of the green shade.

A young man in sackcloth came from a distance, walked along the road up the mountain, and passed passers-by one by one.

Strangely, these passers-by were sweating profusely, but the young man in sackcloth didn't sweat a drop.

He stopped and looked around, and sometimes looked back, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

A stubborn girl caught the attention of the young man in sackcloth.

The girl looked only eleven or twelve years old, wearing a white cloth, sweating profusely, with hair on her ears clinging to her cheeks on both sides, and her little face was red.

Leaning on a broken wooden crutch, she walked in front of the young man in sackcloth with difficulty.

After walking for a while, she would stop and pant heavily.

"Am I dreaming again?"

The young man in hemp clothes looked ahead, then looked around, and murmured unconfidently.

"Jiang Mu, you are not dreaming."

A familiar voice came into Jiang Mu's ears, as if it came from the sky, so Jiang Mu looked up.

The blue sky seemed to be non-existent in Jiang Mu's eyes, and he saw dozens of familiar figures above the chaos.

Guangyin, wearing a green embroidered robe, stood at the front of the group, looking at Jiang Mu with a smile, and said softly: "Go forward, I always believe that you will do it."

"Big cousin!?"

Jiang Mu shouted in surprise, attracting the attention of passers-by around him.

"Yeah."

Guangyin responded softly.

"It turns out that this time is not a dream..."

Jiang Mu ignored the strange looks around him and looked forward again.

"No, maybe this time it will be a good dream."

Jiang Mu smiled and walked forward quickly to catch up with the pace of the girl in front.

"Xiao Ruo, are you going up the mountain alone?"

Jiang Mu walked side by side with the girl and asked with a gentle smile.

"Ah, ah, yes, big brother, you are..."

Sun Ruo was obviously startled and thought it was an acquaintance, but when she turned her head, she found that she didn't know her.

Jiang Mu suggested: "Well, we are from the same town. My name is Jiang Mu, and I am also going up the mountain. I know you, and your name is Sun Ruo. Why don't we go together?"

"Is that so? But...but I walk very slowly. If I go up the mountain too late, I won't be able to get in."

Sun Ruo hesitated.

"It's okay. I run very fast."

Jiang Mu held out his hand to Sun Ruo with a smile.

Sun Ruo looked up at the boy who was half a head taller than her. He had white hair and two dimples when he smiled. He looked very good and had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"Well...well, but you have to walk slower."

Sun Ruo put her hand on Jiang Mu's palm, and the next moment the heat all over her body disappeared, replaced by the cool breeze.

She felt that even her steps became lighter.

Jiang Mu held Sun Ruo's little hand tightly and stepped towards the top of the mountain.

At first, she walked slowly, then gradually accelerated her pace, and finally trotted.

But Sun Ruo didn't feel tired at all.

She turned her head to look at the white-haired boy, his eyes curved into crescents, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

At this moment, the dull uneasiness when running seemed to be blown away by the wind.

The two backs going up the mountain gradually blurred, but the ancient mountain gate that caught her eye became clearer and clearer.

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