Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 42 Looking at each other and smiling, goodbye in the rivers and lakes
The dawn breaks through the night, and the dawn rises.

Things come to an end.

Ji Qiu stood on the top of Yueshan, silently watching Yan Heng, the head of the Yueshan sect who knew the whole story and had lost all hope, committed suicide.

Then, drift away.

After today, the prestige of this place is already a swan song.

Yueshan, one of the seven sects of Dagan Jianghu, and the three heroes of Taiyue, turned into a fleeting cloud.

Not only that.

When Ji Qiu came down from Mount Yue, the rumors about him in the rivers and lakes continued.

Together with Yue Shan, Zeng Jiazi went to the sect of the Xuankong Temple, and within three months, all of them were found by Ji Qiu.

Afterwards, in sects such as Jingshan School, Huayangmen, Tiejianzong, etc., those who cultivated their true qi were all abolished by Ji Qiu himself.

Genuine Qi is a symbol of first-class masters. If a sect does not even have masters of Zhen Qi, it is nothing more than a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in this world.

As the saying goes, what you sow reaps a cause, and what you sow reaps a fruit.

Past grievances are repaid today.

Since then it has been settled.

The Hanging Temple is really like this.

After the news about Yueshan spread, this name was like a thunderbolt.

Jiangshan has talented people on behalf of the people, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years.

Although the rise of a generation of rookies is bound to be accompanied by the end of the older generation, but there is no such thing as Ji Qiu who has been in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, but there is not one.

Even the martial arts myths of the past dynasties are the same.

As for the patriarch's score, the list originally included the ancestor of the Daqian royal family, Wang Jianglong of the Subduing Dragon Sect, and Yan Wudi of the Great Ming Sect, but since Ji Qiu's rise, there have also been changes.

Yan Wudi is dead, the Great Ming Sect has been abolished, and the third place in the world is naturally empty.

Although Wang Jianglong is strong, he may not be able to defeat the former Yan Wudi, so he is naturally not Ji Qiu's opponent.

In addition, the Dagan Patriarch has not been out of the Jianghu for nearly 30 years, and no one knows what his current methods are, so some people think that the newly-emerged Xuankong Temple Zhenru is the number one in today's martial arts world!

Many people think so, but how to evaluate it, it is estimated that it will take some time.

After all, due to the battle at the top of Yueshan, many masters were defeated here, which is a wave of great turmoil that has not occurred in decades. If you want to completely finalize the new master tree, you still need time to think about it.

Don't talk about these things.

At this time, Ji Qiu was dressed in white, and descended from the last sect that had an old grudge with Xuankong Temple, followed behind him was still the young Taoist in purple.

"Brother Zhao Dao, we have been together so far, and we have a very happy conversation."

"But now that the poor monk has finished all his affairs, he should go back to Hanging Mountain."

"Why don't you let it go?"

Leading the horse, the monk spoke to the Taoist with his hands behind his head and a reed in his mouth.

These days, Zhao Zhenzhen went to those so-called famous sects with Ji Qiu in the name of traveling the rivers and lakes after he came down from Mount Yue.

He has seen countless nasty things during this period, but he was completely disappointed in this secular martial arts world.

But for the monk who couldn't see through the fate from the beginning to the end, Zhao Zhenzhen really regarded him as a friend.

So after hearing Ji Qiu's words, the purple-clothed Taoist stopped, smacked his lips and replied:
"If that's the case, let's leave it alone."

"It just so happens that Daqian Tianxia has already seen about it, and it is much worse than what I thought of Xiaodao on the mountain."

"But it's okay, anyway, I won't stay here for too long."

After finishing speaking, the Taoist turned his head, and his handsome face showed a rare expression of seriousness.

"Monk, you are also a generation of qi refiners. You should know that in this extremely spiritual place, it will be difficult to achieve success in cultivation throughout your life."

"Besides the Daqian, there are Dongrong and Beiqiang, and it is said that there is also the Wei Dynasty. As far as it is, it is not in the record."

"I am waiting here to refine qi, even if I have the resources of the sky, I may not be able to develop the late stage imperial qi with the strength of my whole life, let alone the one-in-a-million dao foundation."

"I heard that Dagan goes all the way to the east, and there is a natural barrier called the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It is said that if you cross the Hundred Thousand Mountains, you will be the real place of practice."

"So after this farewell, I plan to go back to the mountain to consolidate my realm. When I go down the mountain again, I will go out to seek immortality. Do you want to go with me and be a companion?"

Zhao Huan really had longing in his eyes.

Traveling to the North Sea in the morning and twilight, eating the wind and drinking the dew, eating the breath and not dying, this is the realm that many people dream of.

And refining qi is just the beginning.

Those who climb the immortal way all aim to climb to a higher level, and every practitioner is no exception.

Ji Qiu was naturally moved by this.

But before that, he had to lead Su Qixiu into the immortal path first.

The reincarnation simulation, until now, Ji Qiu no longer regarded it as a so-called simulation.

May I ask, how can every living person I meet after coming into the world be imitated?
The master Jingming who raised him single-handedly, the patriarch Awakening who protected the foundation of the Xuankong Temple for half his life, Su Qixiu who was stunning in a red dress, and the purple-clothed Taoist who is free and unrestrained and does whatever he wants.
Lin's father and son, the Three Heroes of Taiyue, Yan Wudi taught by Daming, and the masters of the masters.
All beings with different appearances, different temperaments, good or evil, villains or gentlemen, more or less, have left some deep and shallow traces in Ji Qiu's heart.

For him, this is a completely different life from his real body!
Up to now, the desire to get some opportunities from it, so as to join some great sects in the Great Promotion Immortal Ceremony, has faded a lot.

If possible, after everything is done, Ji Qiu still wants to take Su Qixiu to find the immortal way in this world together.

Ji Qiu didn't know when the reincarnation simulation he personally experienced would face its end, whether it was death or a certain time point.

But as long as there is a glimmer of possibility, he doesn't want Su Qixiu to be turned into a pile of loess in this secular world and disappear completely.

Dao Body Taiyin, named after Dao Body, sounds like the one-of-a-kind aptitude.

She shouldn't be wasting years here.

"Brother Daoist Zhao is very talented, with wisdom in his eyes, the poor monk can tell at a glance that you are not a thing in the pool."

"When we meet again next time, if everything is over, we can go together and go across the distant Hundred Thousand Mountains to seek immortality."

Stepping on the horse, Ji Qiu responded with a smile.

"That's it."

"The road to immortality is far away, and Qi refining is the beginning. This great river and lake is just a small place, how can it compare to the real vast mountains and seas."

"The future we are waiting for should never stop here."

Hearing Ji Qiu's response, Zhao Zhenzhen was full of confidence.

In fact, he does have this strength.

From the trajectory Ji Qiu observed, with Zhao Zhenzhen's unstoppable momentum, maybe foundation building is not his end.

Maybe there is such a possibility.

Maybe one day in the future, this purple-clothed Taoist will become the Jade Liquid Golden Elixir with a lifespan of eight hundred springs and autumns, which is unique in ten thousand?

Not yet known.

"Goodbye!"

"Farewell!"

Say goodbye to each other.

The two smiled at each other.

Then they rode their horses and swung their whips, and galloped away towards the northwest and the south of the sky.

(End of this chapter)