Longevity starts with learning

Chapter 304 Complicated Situation

Back on the flying boat, when his mind was wandering, he was about to leave when he stopped suddenly, his eyes shifted, and they suddenly converged on a mountain not far away.

At that moment just now, vaguely, there seemed to be a gathering of spiritual energy?

The spiritual consciousness flows like a beam of light, and at this moment, it also focuses on that mountain peak.

Contrary to his expectations, on this secular mountain peak, there is actually a rather delicate partition restriction, which isolates a small forest from the outside.

Chu Mu frowned, a little curious.

This poor mountain is remote, and the aura is thin... Is there a cultivator here to escape the world and practice?
In Jingmen City, he had heard of such things a lot.

The world of immortality is vast and there are countless cultivators, but there are always monks who don't like chaos.

Nowadays, the world of immortality is in chaos, and obviously there are not a few people who don't want to be involved.

As far as he knew, there were many immortal cultivators who, in order to avoid the chaos in the immortal world, hid in the secular world, practicing in isolation and not caring about worldly affairs.

It was just a glance, and Chu Mu didn't pay too much attention. With a slight movement of his mind, the flying boat suspended in the clouds moved slowly.

The flight speed is not very fast, more like wandering aimlessly.

What Chu Mu didn't notice was that when the flying boat left, in the woods that was cut off by the ban, a woman who pretended to be looking at the flying boat that had gone away through the partition.

It seems that the flying boat, which is hidden, did not hide from this woman's eyes.

"Ning... Sister Ning, what's going on... outside?"

In the forest and thatched cottage, a weak voice sounded intermittently.

"There is a monk passing by here. He probably didn't notice us..."

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Chu Mu didn't know about the conversation in the mountains and forests. He returned to the cabin, sat cross-legged, and continued to repair the wounds in his body as usual.

Although the injury was serious, to him, it was just a trouble.

For the injury of the soul, there is the soul washing pill, and there is the sword intent to condense the soul day after day.

As for body injuries, although there is no special healing pill, but he cultivates both law and body, his qi and blood are thick, and the wound heals only in a short period of time.

With the current situation in the world of cultivating immortals, he is not in a hurry.

In the battle of Jingmen, the situation in the world of cultivating immortals in Great Chu changed drastically.

The impact will definitely last for a long time.

Under such influence, the process of the collapse and reconstruction of order, and the world of cultivating immortals, will inevitably be extremely chaotic.

It's good to rest and heal, and avoid the limelight.

As his thoughts flowed, his attention slowly focused on his body injury.

During the circulation of mana, spiritual energy slowly gathered. This flying boat, in its hidden form, was also aimlessly floating in the sky, just like a moving cave.

The rolling mountains, with the passage of time, have also changed from lush and green to bleak under the wind and snow.

The vitality of early spring has returned, and it is lush and green again.

Time flies, nearly a year of spring and autumn, under the slow progress of this flying boat, also passed away quietly.

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Jijiabao is located in the northeast of Nanshan Mountains, in a mountain range called Guling.

The castle is built on the mountain. In addition to the towering city walls, the numerous buildings in the castle that stretch over the mountains are also clearly visible.

The flying boat has been stored in the storage ring, and Wangcai has also changed its form. Chu Mu stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the majestic castle in front of him, his eyes moved slightly.

Gu Ling Ji's family, he had heard about it before, and also asked about it.The reason why I know a little about the Immortal Cultivator's family is that this Guling Ji's family is quite similar to the Jade Emperor's Sun's family back then.

The ancestors of the Ji family, like the original Sun family, all married the daughter of a Nascent Soul Da Neng, and it was all because of this relationship that the Guling Ji family existed.

If not, the location of Guling adjacent to Nanshan is equivalent to the side of Li's couch in Nanshan, so how could it allow others to sleep soundly.

After the Zhengdao League was established, Guling was located in the hinterland of the Zhengdao League, adjacent to the Xie family in the East Lake, in a quiet corner, and the sense of existence was basically equivalent to nothing.

With the fiasco of Jingmen and the loss of East Lake, the Zhengdao League was forcibly divided into two.

Ji's house in Guling, this peaceful corner, obviously became unusual.

Over the past year or so, in the Righteous Dao League, the importance of the ancient ridge has increased almost in a straight line. It is equivalent to another Jingmen City in the Righteous Dao League, a bridgehead blocking the Changsheng Sect.

Normally, this seems to be in line with common sense and in line with the evolution of the situation after the Battle of Jingmen.

But obviously, the secular theory of geography is completely inapplicable to this war in the world of cultivating immortals.

After all, in the battle of Jingmen, the Zhengdao League lost several Nascent Soul powers, and the top-level combat power, according to common sense, should have been completely out of balance.

In the world of immortal cultivation, if the top combat power is completely out of balance, that should... be equivalent to destruction.

But according to what he heard, since the Jingmen fiasco, although the Zhengdao League was divided into two, it was never destroyed by the autumn wind of Changshengzong.

Instead, a weird confrontational balance was once again formed.

What happened in the middle is already unknown.

But in fact, it seems to be so.

The Guling Jijiabao in front of me, which is next to the East Lake, can still exist to this day, which seems to be the best proof of the fact.

He sensed his body a little bit, and after more than a year, all his injuries were healed.

After pondering for a while, he immediately walked towards the castle.

It was in the same line as the original Jingmen, the patrolling and guarding system, the layout of the formation, and everything made Chu Mu feel inexplicably familiar.

The city is noisy, large areas of secular buildings still remain, and many secular mortals can even be seen.

In the shops along the street, it can be seen that many ordinary people are busy in them, and even the owners of some shops are all ordinary people.

This seemingly strange scene is quite common in this Jijiabao.

As far as he knows, the Ji family has established a family not long ago, only a total of more than two hundred years, and the population is still sparse, and the whole family is only a few hundred thousand people.

In this population base, there are at most a few thousand people with spiritual roots, and 90.00% of these thousands of people must be of poor qualifications.

With such a short period of time for establishing a family, coupled with the sparse population, the Ji family is naturally still in a state of wanton reproduction. Under the influence of family blood, there is naturally no obvious boundary between immortals and mortals.

It is normal for immortals and mortals to live together.

After the Ji family has existed for a long time, hundreds of years later, the population base will expand, and the blood and family ties will naturally fade as they reproduce from generation to generation.

What followed was obviously that, like other families with long-standing family traditions, immortals and mortals were insurmountable.

Walking on the street, you can still hear the conversation about the battle of Jingmen.

He randomly walked into a restaurant on the street. According to his understanding, this kind of restaurant is usually the favorite place for low-level monks to gather.

In a place like this, if there is any slight disturbance, it will spread a lot.

During this time of drastic changes, he had been in seclusion for a year to recover from his injuries. Now he wanted to find out the news. This restaurant was obviously the best place to go...

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(End of this chapter)