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

Jiang Mu was trapped in the world of spiritual consciousness for five hundred years.

Outsiders have no idea what he has gone through, only the ancestor of Hongchen knows.

A series of unfamiliar memories were inserted, and the world was destroyed and rebuilt one by one. Jiang Mu's consciousness was repeatedly beaten. His consciousness, which was already very strong, suddenly became more stubborn.

Of course, during these five hundred years, he didn't just cultivate his spiritual consciousness.

Occasionally he would wake up and consolidate his cultivation.

During this period, Hongchen Ancestor was very aware of Jiang Mu's every move.

But it's one thing to know, and it's another thing not to understand.

Jiang Mu's cultivation level has always been maintained at the peak of divine transformation, never progressing even an inch.

And when Jiang Mu is not practicing, he likes to read books and drink tea.

Life is very transparent, so transparent that even the ancestors of the mortal world began to worry about Jiang Mu.

Five hundred years of cultivation without progress is indeed outrageous.

So Hongchen Ancestor came to Jiang Mu and said: "Jiang Mu, you have practiced the Hongchen Divine Refining Ultimate Intention Method. I have also taught you what you should know, Ancestor."

"Although my technique mainly cultivates spiritual consciousness, it is also very useful for improving my cultivation. Otherwise, I would not be able to become a quasi-sage."

"Tell me, why have you not made any progress in your cultivation in the past five hundred years?"

The quasi-sage of Hongchen was very surprised. Logically speaking, he gave Jiang Mu no less of the pills he should take and the training resources he should have. This shouldn't be the case.

Jiang Mu thought for a moment and replied, "Maybe it's because the disciple has a special constitution?"

"Special? What's special about it?"

Hongchen asked, then looked at Jiang Mu, shook his head and said, "If you really have some physique, how can I not see it?"

Doesn't this question the vision of one of her ancestors?

Jiang Mu thought about it again and again, and decided to find a reason to stall.

After all, after eating so many resources, you can't tell your ancestors that you just feed them to dogs, right?

"Well, Ancestor, actually, disciple, I have an ulterior secret."

Jiang Mu looked at Hongchen with a serious face.

"Oh? What's the secret? Is it related to your inability to advance in cultivation?"

Hongchen asked.

"Yes."

Jiang Mu nodded, and then there was silence.

In the main hall, a man and a woman looked at each other but said nothing.

The atmosphere seemed a little awkward, and Hong Chen frowned.

"Then what?"

What kind of secret is it, you tell me.

Jiang Mu rubbed his head in embarrassment, "Ancestor, since it's a secret, I won't tell it."

Hongchen: "..."

It's hard, Hongchen's fist is hard.

"In short, ancestor, you have to believe in me, my disciple. Although my current cultivation level cannot be improved, I can guarantee that one day I will become a saint!"

Jiang Mu spoke loudly, as if he was very confident.

Then he added: "It's just that this time may be a bit long, probably ten or twenty thousand years."

For Jiang Mu, this was a different kind of telling the ancestor of Hongchen his secret.

Because in these years, Hongchen has really been cultivating him as the next person in power to bring chaos to Hongchen. Apart from not giving him his body, he basically got everything he wanted.

Jiang Mu has been having sex for nothing and is not too embarrassed.

This can be regarded as a small promise of his. If he has the strength, he will protect Qingluan Hongchen in the future.

Listening to Jiang Mu's answer, Hongchen found it a bit funny. After all, Jiang Mu was still simple-minded. Is this saint so successful?

Regardless of what Jiang Mu's secret is, seeing that Jiang Mu is so confident, it should be a good thing.

Everyone has their own secrets, and Hongchen didn't force Jiang Mu to say anything about this.

I just hope that I haven't wasted my efforts on cultivating him these days.

"I have taught you everything I can about the way of spiritual consciousness. You will have to walk alone in the future."

Hongchen smiled.

Jiang Mu's arms trembled, and he was shocked. He spoke in a trembling voice: "Old... Ancestor, do you want to..."

Going to sit down?

When Jiang Mu saw that Hongchen seemed to be asking for his funeral arrangements, he immediately showed an expression of surprise and grief.

"Old Ancestor, the world of mortals cannot be in chaos without you..."

Jiang Mu almost burst into tears, expressing his deep personal feelings to the fullest.

Although the two of them are not called masters and disciples, they are actually masters and disciples.

Seeing this, Hongchen shook his head and smiled: "You kid, what are you thinking about?"

"I just don't have anything more to teach you."

"For spiritual practice, you still need to go out more, see more, and appreciate different scenery."

After Jiang Mu heard this, he felt relieved and said with an embarrassed smile: "So that's it..."

"It just so happened that the ancestors of the Qing family, the Wang family, and the Duanmu family in the Fanyin War Pavilion in the Qingzhou domain sent word to me that they had something important to discuss, and asked me to go to Jiuxiao Heaven and Earth to talk about it."

Hongchen spoke eloquently.

In his opinion, Jiang Mu's character is indeed a bit withdrawn.

Apart from occasionally going out to meet Kun Li, who was from the same Kyushu as him, he basically never saw anyone else.

Most of the time I am alone.

It would be a good idea to go out and meet the great geniuses in the Qingzhou Region.

"I will obey my ancestor's decree."

Jiang Mu held his hand, saying whatever Hongchen said was what it was, and Jiang Mu had no reason to refute it.

"Okay, come with me."

Hongchen stood up and walked out of this hall that belonged to her alone.

On weekdays, there were only her and Jiang Mu in this hall, and few others came in.

Living together with the Red Dust Patriarch for five hundred years...

Although he and the Red Dust Patriarch have always maintained a distance between a disciple and an ancestor during these five hundred years, if Jiang Mu writes some small biographies with this title, he may be able to make a fortune in the chaotic Red Dust.

Hong Chen walked in front to lead the way. Although she was stepping, her feet always kept a subtle distance from the ground and never touched it.

Jiang Mu observed for a long time and came to a conclusion - it was great.

Following the Red Dust Patriarch all the way to the meeting hall of the chaotic Red Dust, Jiang Mu found that it was already crowded.

The major inner disciples lined up on both sides of the tall hall, and Kun Li, Wang Teng, Bi Shichen and other leading disciples stood in the front.

Many elders also fought in the front, and only a dozen powerful elders and the sect master were qualified to sit down.

At the highest point of the hall, the Red Dust Patriarch had already sat on it.

Jiang Mu glanced at the Red Dust in front of him and knew that this was another incarnation.

As expected, when Jiang Mu walked into the hall, the figure of Hongchen in front of him gradually dissipated in the hall, and finally turned into a golden light and merged into the Hongchen body sitting on the throne.

Jiang Mu also stood in the seat reserved for himself.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed a little heavy, and no one spoke.

Moreover, many disciples, elders, and even the master of the sect looked a little ugly.

"Brother Kun, what's the matter? Did you cheat them of spirit stones by playing a fake match again?"

Jiang Mu asked Kunli through voice transmission.

Kunli also told Jiang Mu about these inner Mongolians of the inner sect competition.

Seeing that Kunli made so many spirit stones and made a lot of money, Jiang Mu had to give him a thumbs up.

He is simply a business genius!

So in every session in the future, he asked Kunli to bet on him and make money with him.

"Brother Jiang, you can't say that. Playing a fake match is not just my decision, and I am not the only one playing a fake match. There is a lot of water in it..."

Kunli denied it three times in a row.

You provide the great god Zhixiaoyuan's immortality: one life at the beginning, cultivation depends entirely on survival