jdhmnovel Chapter 181 The longevity of the clan is over (page 12)
Chapter 181 The longevity of the clan is over (page 12)
Ningzhen's lifespan is three hundred, and Jindan's lifespan is three thousand. Although it is not certain, it probably won't be too far off.
Only the soul can truly live forever and watch the flowers blossom and fall and the clouds roll and relax in the endless spring and autumn, and gain great joy and realize great freedom.
Before reaching the soul, you will end up as an ant in the grass and trees. You can only wait for the passage of time under the erosion of time. If you cannot hold it tightly, you will not be able to grasp it, and it will eventually become empty.
In the inner hall of the White Bone Peak Ten Thousand Bones Hall, the young man sitting at the top was calm and gentle but with a hint of determination, and his eyes were filled with a deep and elusive bright color.
The plain robe exudes Yuan Ting Yue Zhi's nobility, but it is not intimidating. Instead, he looks like a scholar with beautiful things hidden in his belly.
Jiang Moshu sighed, and his voice was like ice jade: "I don't think my brother's life is about to end!"
The three little ones of the Jiang family were lying on the ground, not daring to move at all.
Bits and pieces of memories came to mind. During the battle between the seven peaks, Jiang Moling wanted to take his own life, but the memory is still fresh in his mind.
"It's been so long before I know it. The last time I went to the fighting stage for the Qifeng Fight, my eldest brother came to see me off. I didn't expect that this time when I went to the fighting stage for the Jindan Duel, it was me who wanted to see my eldest brother off."
Jiang Moshu raised his eyebrows slightly and sighed calmly.
"Everyone, get up! This is the last time. I said that the Jiang family will only kneel to the parents of Heaven and Earth." Jiang Moshu came back to his senses and said calmly to the three descendants of the Jiang family.
The three descendants of the Jiang family, two men and one woman, trembled when they heard this and quickly stood up.
Now these three people have reached the ninth level of Yun Qi, and they are considered to be relatively top-notch among the disciples of the Earth Sect. What is rare is that the three of them are all Dao Yun Youran. Although they are not innate Dao bodies, they have outstanding qualifications.
After looking at the three family descendants, Jiang Moshu was very satisfied and nodded slightly.
"What did the clan say in the message to you three? Tell me in detail."
The three of them looked at each other, and the woman in the middle immediately turned red, "I understand, second uncle."
It was Jiang Moling's daughter and Jiang Moshu's niece, Jiang Xiaoyu, who spoke.
Jiang Moling's cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the fourth level of Ningzhen. Due to his limited qualifications, he could no longer make any progress. These days were approaching, and he was beginning to wither and decline.
Hearing that Mo Jian and Yu Gui were seriously injured in a fight, Jiang Moling issued a strict order not to let the news out for fear that the news of his imminent death would cause trouble.
In the end, everyone in the clan tried hard to persuade her, but they also found that they couldn't hide it, so they wrote two letters in person, one to Jiang Xiaoyu and one to Jiang Moshu.
Jiang Xiaoyu was told not to return to the clan, and Jiang Moshu had to wait until he recovered from his injuries before presenting the letter to him.
When the three members of the Jiang family got the news, their faces were full of sorrow. When they were helpless, they were looked at by Jin Guran.
Jin Guanran asked why, laughed, and took the three of them to the top of White Bone Peak, no one dared to stop them!
After reading the letter in his hand carefully, Jiang Moshu smiled slightly.
It's true that this eldest brother has attained the golden elixir by himself, and he's quite lucky. The letter just said that he doesn't need to take care of the family, and just leaves a few places for outer disciples to be given to the family.
"Let's go." Jiang Moshu nodded to Jiang Xiaoyu and the others.
The three of them bowed their hands as a gift and were about to exit when they saw Jiang Moshu standing up and strolling towards the three of them.
"My eldest brother is leaving, how can I not go to see him off?"
The next moment, a gentle voice sounded, making the three descendants of the Jiang family tremble.
"Second uncle, your injury..." Jiang Xiaoyu sounded slightly hesitant and anxious.
"It doesn't matter, my injury can't be cured by practicing hard in seclusion or taking spiritual pills. I might as well go back to my clan and take a look."
Jiang Moshu turned to look at the three of them, "I will disguise myself and follow you on this trip, so as not to mobilize the troops and disturb the crowd, and lose my original intention of sending my eldest brother off."
I saw him taking out a ribbon, bundling up his hair, and suddenly transformed into a male cultivator with eyes like stars, skin like jade, and delicate bones.
"My name is Zheng Jingxing. I am a descendant of the Zheng family in the Southern Territory. I am a good friend of the three of you. Be casual when we get along and don't expose any flaws."
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Jiang Moshu's impression was that Dieyuan City, where the Jiang family was located, was thousands of miles away from the Mingtan Sect and was already on the edge of the Mingtan Sect's sphere of influence.
In Dieyuan City, the Jiang family was also an extremely small family. When they were at their lowest, there were only two Ningzhens in the family, and even the annual offerings to the Mingtan Sect were only three thousand spirit stones.
Thinking about it now makes me sad.
The sky is clear and the white clouds are vast. Looking down from the air on the mountains, rivers and land, your eyes are filled with green.
Four rays of escaping light flashed through the sky, flying rapidly towards Dieyuan City like clouds and smoke disappearing.
"No need to show off, I already roughly know your limits. If you need to take a breather and rest, feel free to do so." A gentle voice sounded in the ears of the three Jiang Jiayunqi. "
Jiang Xiaoyu's face turned pale, and then he glanced at the other two people and found that they were both at the end of their strength.
She thought to herself that her second uncle was a golden elixir and was gentle, but there was no need to show off in front of him.
Just now he said helplessly: "But it's useless for us to wait. There is a market in front of us, and we just need to repair it."
This place is far away from the center of the sect. These small cities are mainly built by the surrounding Ningzhen family. They are usually at the flying escape node or close to the spiritual material resources.
Jiang Moshu thought that there would not be many monks in the market, but unexpectedly it was bustling with people.
He found a shop with the logo of the Food and Color Creation Sect and sat down at a table in the lobby. The waiter called over and Jiang Moshu asked casually: "But there is a secret realm appearing around. Why are there so many monks?"
This food and color creation sect has been trained well, but the guy replied calmly without looking away: "There is an important matter, but there is a secret realm. It is said that the head of the Jiang family in Dieyuan City is about to join the creation." On that day, many monks went to pay their respects."
"Jiang family? That's not the case." Jiang Moshu was stunned for a moment, then sighed.
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of sharp-sword-like gazes from all around him immediately glanced over.
"I don't know where this ignorant boy came from? He actually dares to speak nonsense on the territory of Mingtan Sect!"
A majestic voice came from the VIP room on the second floor, and a figure with the aura of a man who couldn't stand it slammed down from the air like an eagle leaping and a tiger running.
A sharp look swept over him like lightning.
"The Jiang family has made great contributions to Xiji, but you still dare to speak so brazenly. Don't mistake your ignorance for pride."
"Well said!" There were compliments from other tables in the hall.
The monk with sharp eyes continued: "I am Gao Shangshun, a disciple of the Zihua Sect. Please tell me your name and see which family you are from. How dare you look down on the Jiang family."
Jiang Xiaoyu was about to speak, but was stopped by Jiang Moshu's look, and a clear voice came into her ears, "You haven't paid the bill yet, don't reveal your identity."
Jiang Moshu smiled casually, cupped his hands and said, "I made a mistake. I will punish myself with a drink."
After saying that, he picked up the tea cup in his hand and drank it in one gulp.
"You are smart, remember, when you go out, trouble comes from your mouth." Gao Shangshun smiled coldly, turned around and walked to the second floor, but there was a look of regret in his eyes. It's a pity. If this kid had been tougher, he would have been able to Show your beauty in front of the beautiful woman.