Chapter 233: Spanning Seventy Years (Part ) The fifteenth day of the eighth lunar day after returning from two different world lines, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. There was peace in the Trinity Sect, with a silver moon hanging high in the sky. Jiang Mo and other disciples were drinking tea and admiring the moon. Unfortunately, his senior brother Si Chong had not come out yet. The recent disputes in the martial arts world are coming to an end. As the Eight Great Skills are hard to find, many coveters have given up. Time seemed to pass faster, and in the blink of an eye it was the end of the year. The Japanese aliens gradually withdrew from the mainland, and it seemed that the war was about to end. Si Chong also came out of retreat at this point. Like Cheng Zhen, he used the training of the treasure land to complete the second level of rebirth. His hearty and cheerful laughter rang out inside the mountain gate. After not seeing each other for several months, Jiang Mo had a long talk with him. After learning about everything that happened in the second half of Jiashen, the old man was filled with mixed emotions. Now that the devil had been completely killed, he felt relieved. Si Chong was very surprised about the eight unique skills sealed on the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository. He did not expect that his junior brother had collected them all. This made him feel mixed emotions, as he was afraid that the two of them would bring disaster to the sect a hundred years later. These unique skills of our ancestors that were lost in the long river of time have finally reappeared in the world, and it seems difficult to bring ourselves to destroy them. After hesitating for only a moment, he was soon relieved. Rather than worrying about the potential threats posed by the Eight Great Techniques, he felt at ease with his junior brother's seemingly endless lifespan. The following spring, Lu Jin received a letter from his third uncle who was far away overseas, saying that Lu You was in trouble in New York and needed help. One day, Lu Jin explained the situation to Jiang Mo, then hurriedly packed his luggage, went down the mountain, crossed the sea, and started a new chapter in his life.
In the summer, Zhuge Yu fell seriously ill. He was troubled by mental demons and became listless. After being cared for by his disciples for several months, he gradually recovered. In autumn, the war ended and the whole world celebrated. In winter, when the weather is cold and the ground is freezing, Cheng Zhen steps into the triple rebirth on the eve of the new year, and is taught the complete true method by Jiang Mo himself. Time passed, and in the Year of the Dog, several elders from the Qiangu Cave in southern Xinjiang traveled to the Central Plains, bringing two boys with them and requesting to become disciples of Trinity. As the head of the sect, Jiang Mo received them personally, but had no intention of accepting them as disciples. According to the procedures, he asked the two children to go to the second floor of the martial arts training ground and enter the simple illusion set up by Yousha. The two boys were simple-minded and strong-willed, and they passed the test smoothly. Si Chong valued their talent, so he immediately accepted them as his disciples and personally taught them the secret of rebirth. When the elders of Qiangu Cave left, the two children cried reluctantly. Jiang Mo rubbed their heads and brought them a good news. "Your grandfather has my talisman in his hand. If you two miss your hometown someday, just tell your uncle." "Woo woo, thank you, thank you, uncle." The children, who were only six or seven years old, wiped their tears and watched the elderly people leave. At this point, the number of people in the Trinity Sect expanded to 17. In the following years, children from famous families came one after another, but even when their elders pleaded with them and gave them gifts, Jiang Mo remained indifferent and just asked them to go to the Huanxin Forest, but all ended in failure. It was not until the Year of the Tiger, Gengyin, that he seemed to advance to the third level. One summer, there was a beggar who came up the mountain and admired Xuanmen. Shuiyun, who was in charge of reception, welcomed the skinny beggar into the house, prepared food and clothing for him, and let him rest and recuperate for two days to restore his mental and physical strength before making another attempt. Soon, news came that the child had broken through two layers of the Illusionary Heart Forest and entered the sect, becoming Shuiyun's disciple. In autumn, Zhuge Yu was still troubled by his inner demons and asked for leave to return home, which Jiang Mo agreed to. After coming back half a year later, Zhuge Yu felt like he was reborn. He used the spirit of the upper elixir, the energy of the middle elixir, and the essence of the lower elixir to successfully ignite a touch of Samadhi True Fire at his spiritual platform. the following year. Lu Jin returned from overseas. After five years, he became more mature. When he saw the head master again, he was full of emotion and his eyes were full of tears. He confessed to him the hardships he had gone through and the injustices he had encountered.
"It's good to be back. You've worked hard. You've grown up." Jiang Mo smiled with relief. He patted Lu Jin's shoulder. At this moment, the young man who had once been a promising man had become a man of integrity in his eyes. As time passed, a few years later, the life of the old man of the Lu family came to an end, and Jiang Mo went down the mountain to pay tribute to the passing of this elder. Lu Jin didn't cry, but just felt dazed and his heart was blocked. All the memories emerged from the depths of his mind like movie clips. The death of a loved one is not a momentary torrential rain, but a lifetime of dampness. In the years that followed, every time the old man’s birthday came, Lu Jin would always shed bitter tears. As time passed, the scars were smoothed out and everything became dull. In the Year of the Dragon, all the disciples in the sect successfully reached the second level of perfection after being honed in the Five Prefectures. However, due to differences in their talents, some made it across while others were unable to break through. It has been exactly ten years since Mr. Lu passed away, and a lot has happened during this period. Lu Jin got married and his wife gave birth to a pair of children. When the babies were one month old, Jiang Mo went down the mountain to visit them. The babies babbled and were very cute. Tang Bingwen, the old leader of the Tang Clan, and Zhang Jingqing, the Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, both reached the end of their lives and were succeeded by Yang Lie and Zhang Zhiwei respectively. The secret painting sect split up, fought each other, declined, and disappeared from the world. Ziranmen, Yanwutang and Yiliufeng all seem to be in a state of transition. The two uncles of the Sanyi Sect were getting older. In their old age, they broke through the second level of the reverse life that they had longed for all their lives, but they could not extend their lifespan. Jiang Mo gave them the opportunity to choose and took out the scroll of the Six Treasury Immortal Thief. As long as they were willing to practice, living for another few decades would not be a problem. However, the two old men refused. They were too tired. They were over a hundred years old and had no more aspirations since they witnessed the prosperity of their sect and broke through the second level. In their dying moments, they tightly grasped Jiang Mo's hands, turbid tears fell from the corners of their eyes, and their throats could no longer make any sound. Only the sunken eye sockets and the dull color made it clear what they wanted to say. "Uncle Qingcheng." "Uncle Mingci." "Go well." As the two old men lost their breath, the Mesozoic disciples in the room began to howl. Jiang Mo, who was used to seeing life and death, still felt a little bit reluctant and finally just sighed. From then on, all the disciples who were unable to break through to the third level were granted the Six Treasury Immortal Thief to delay aging as much as possible, until one day they could make the leap to the third level and no longer be bound by lifespan. Another ten years passed, and there were still not many disciples in the sect, only about fifteen. Cheng Zhen and Si Chong were getting younger and younger, and time could hardly leave any trace on them. They had gone further on the road of rebirth than the immortal Daying had ever gone. The two guardians, Wei Er and You Sha, have been practicing the Saint Thief since long ago. Time has not been able to erode their bodies. They have each conducted in-depth research in different fields and have achieved achievements that their predecessors could not achieve. In the Year of the Rabbit, Lu Jin succeeded to the position of the head of the Lu family. He also brought his beloved granddaughter back to the mountain to pay a visit to his uncle masters. Looking at the well-behaved girl with rosy cheeks, Jiang Mo picked her up, pinched her cheeks, and sighed: "Sure enough, he looks a lot like your grandfather." The girl was not shy either. She touched Jiang Mo's cheek and giggled. Lu Jin also entered the triple rebirth. He was not affected by his lifespan, but because he loved his wife deeply and was willing to grow old with her, he deliberately kept his appearance old.
Zhuge Yu, Changqing, Shuiyun, Chengzhen, Si Chong and others in the sect all doted on this little girl. Half a month later, Lu Jin brought his granddaughter down the mountain. late at night. Jiang Mo sat quietly in the pond in the back mountain. Over thirty years had passed in the mortal world, and his cultivation of reverse life and true law had reached an extremely terrifying level. He spent half a year on each disciple, taking them to travel around the mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces, punishing evil and eliminating wickedness, and increasing their experience. During this period, he found two extreme objects of the Five Qi: the ancient Jianmu and the Wancui Wujin, which he refined in the liver and lungs. now. Jiang Mo went to the ancient land of Teng Snake many years ago, and a certain conjecture he derived from it was verified. Feeling the throbbing in his body, as if a soul was giving birth to a new life, Jiang Mo's face became extremely solemn. His body is too strong, so strong that it is almost impossible for his soul to control it. If he allows the soul in his body to grow, it will surely be possessed by another body in the future. Without a moment's hesitation, the Soul-Breaking Curse that had accumulated decades of pain was activated in an instant. The fragile soul was completely destroyed, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of Jiang Mo's mouth. From the moment he stepped into the ancient land of Teng Snake, Jiang Mo observed the snake corpse, but he still couldn't figure out how the old snake died. Did it become an immortal through its corpse transformation? Rather than saying this, he believed that Teng Snake died because he could not control his own body. Faced with his growing body, Jiang Mo had some concerns. He didn't understand whether such a predicament would occur again in the future. In the following years, he continued to practice, his body remained flawless and became even more powerful, but no new soul appeared. In the blink of an eye, it was the 1980s. The longer the disciples lived, the more they missed their old friends. Disciples like Chong and Cheng Zhen once went to Yousha to beg for the reopening of "Destiny Rewind" so that they could see their old friends in the past world line. When we arrived at Trinity Gate in the mid-1920s, Immortal Daying was famous all over the world. With white hair hanging down to his shoulders and a gentle complexion like jade, he was preaching to his many disciples in the courtyard in front of the Qingxin Hall. Zhuge Yu opened a strange magic circle to conceal the Qi, so the group was not discovered. They just looked at the familiar old friend quietly, hot tears rolling down from the corners of their eyes. "Senior Brother" seemed to be choking with sobs, his body trembling slightly. "Master." Changqing, Shuiyun and Zhuge Yu felt melancholy. They saw their younger selves sitting cross-legged not far away. This feeling of being in another world made them lose their minds. Zuo Rutong looked at each of his disciples with a gentle gaze. He believed that the Three Stages of Reverse Rebirth were not false, but he was not talented enough to keep up with his predecessors, so he expanded the sect and spread its branches, and personally laid a solid foundation for each disciple. With a smile on his face, he believed that among the younger generations, there must be someone with extraordinary talent who can walk the path of the three realms. Little did he know that when he was daydreaming like this. In the corner of the courtyard not far away, several triple-door disciples were silently watching him across sixty years. The pent-up emotions burst out from the corners of their eyes, and tears wet their cheeks and dripped onto the ground. This moment seems like eternity. Fate went back and gave them a dream that was infinitely close to reality, and their past regrets seemed to have been made up for. (End of this chapter)