Chapter 318: Nighttime Talk When No One Is Around, Physical Disaster In just a few seconds, the 11 trial participants completed the teleportation ceremony. The blazing white vortex had not yet closed, but the spatial position where they landed had changed and they moved to other locations on the such as Lu Jin, Zhang Zhiwei, and Lu Ci entered one after another and watched over him secretly. Soon, the vortex dissipated, and Jiang Mo in the building acted as if nothing had happened. He continued to lower his head and look through the documents on the dark web. After a while, the cell phone beside him vibrated slightly. The caller's profile picture showed an old man with gray hair and a spirited look. Jiang Mo answered the call with a faint smile on his face. "What's wrong? Senior brother." "Have you arranged everything for the little ones? If you have time, come sit with me?" The old man was worried about Jiang Mo's condition. He noticed something was wrong from his speech at the previous trial meeting, so he invited him to meet privately afterwards. "As you wish." Jiang Mo exited the dark web. He possessed a powerful innate Qi, which made it easy for him to be found in the vast universe. His figure disappeared like a phantom, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of a wooden house on the bank of a reservoir. Si Chong's back looked very old. He sat on a small stool with a hunched back, holding a fishing rod in his hand, silently waiting for ripples to appear on the dim water. Hearing the noise behind him, the old man said without turning his head:
"Are you here? Junior brother, sit down." Jiang Mo stepped closer, activating his true method and controlling the evolution of the Qi of the rock and soil. A hard, dry stone chair emerged from the ground. He sat down next to the old man and asked jokingly, "How did you harvest today?" "I caught four grass carps weighing several kilograms. I'll make you some fish soup later. Put some wine in it. I remember when you were young, you loved drinking that delicious fish soup." "Okay, I'll trouble you then." Jiang Mo recalled the good old days. The diet of the Sanyi Sect was relatively light, based on the concept that wine is sufficient for vitality, and meat is strong for the body. Similar to the Zhengyi Sect, they did not abstain from meat or alcohol, and could also get married and have children. When he was young, he would be covered in wounds every time he trained his muscles and bones. It was Senior Brother Zuo who helped him apply medicine to relax his meridians and promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. The little boy in front of him would always feel sorry for him and would go to the river in the mountains to catch fish from time to time and cook fish soup for him to nourish him. Thanks to the care of his two senior brothers, his years of practice were comfortable and fulfilling. Everything seemed to have happened yesterday. In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed and now, among his peers, only this little old man is left by his side. "Why don't you tell me what's bothering you?" Si Chong and Jiang Mo have known each other for most of their lives and are as close as brothers. No matter how confused and slow the old man is, he can sense the vague worry of his junior brother and seem to be preparing for a rainy day. "I have no idea about the vague future, but what I can foresee is that a catastrophe sweeping the world is approaching step by step." Jiang Mo did not hide anything and directly expressed his true thoughts. "For this reason, I retrained my martial arts boxing skills last year to further resonate with my body. I have made some progress and am waiting for the wind and clouds to change and the disaster to come." The water surface was rippling, and a fish had taken the bait, but Si Chong ignored it. It was the first time he saw his junior brother with such a serious expression, and he fell into deep thought: "Are you worried about the G1 potion overseas?" "Do not." "The G1 reagent is like a mold on an assembly line, mass-producing mutants. I am not worried about it." Looking at the dark reservoir, Jiang Mo murmured: "I'm just afraid that one day I'll be in jail and won't be able to take care of you."
With a "splash!", the fishing rod was pulled up as if by a rush and swung onto the shore. A fat silver carp struggled violently, flapping its tail. "Don't worry about things that haven't happened. Besides, even if you're not here, Cheng Zhen, Xiao Lu and I can take good care of the sect. Don't worry." "Put away the poles, let's go, Junior Brother, go back to the house and I'll cook you some of my specialties." Shi Chong carried a small stool and a fish bucket, and walked back tremblingly like an ordinary old man. He did not activate the third level of reverse aging. Over the years, he had gotten used to this state of natural aging, and felt the transformation of his state of mind, becoming increasingly calm and peaceful. moment. The dim light bulb in the wooden house was on and the firewood was burning vigorously. It was a rare opportunity to meet my junior fellow apprentice. He seemed to be busy coming in and out, constantly frying meat and vegetable dishes. The rich aroma of home-cooked meals overflowed from the kitchen and filled the house with fragrance. About an hour later, the narrow wooden table was filled with steaming dishes, including four meat dishes, three side dishes and one soup. It seemed that Chong was sweating profusely but enjoying it. The fish soup in the pot was fresh and delicious. Jiang Mo drank it down his throat. The familiar taste instantly occupied his mind, making him a little dazed. "Come, drink more to warm your stomach. You have been absorbing natural Qi and fasting on grains all day long. If you don't have the smell of fireworks for a long time, it won't be good." Si Chong scooped bowl after bowl of hot soup, his cloudy eyes full of concern. To him, the white-haired young man in front of him, even if he became the best in the world, he would still be his taciturn junior brother. What will he do if he is no longer around? Jiang Mo hasn't been so relaxed for a long time. He was deeply moved, and at the joking urging of his senior brother, he ate the rice in big mouthfuls and cleared all the dishes on the table, getting the long-lost feeling of fullness. After meal. The moon was bright in the sky, and the stars were shining brightly. The two brothers sat on the lawn outside the house and chatted. They seemed to be brewing flower tea and handed it to Jiang Mo. "If you are tired, take a proper rest." "Life is long, so go slowly." As one of Jiang Mo's closest people, he seems to know his situation clearly. For seventy years, under the continuous tempering of the pain of the Soul-Breaking Curse, and at the same time withstanding the triple rebirth and the two unique skills of the Kingdom of Heaven, the degree of mental depletion far exceeded the limit of ordinary people. Even Si Chong, who had advanced to the third level, had to stop and rest after maintaining it for more than 20 years. His true Qi and innate Qi were still abundant, but as time went by, he would still feel tired and exhausted from maintaining a normal Qi body day after day. Jiang Mo has been doing this for seventy years, silently persisting. If it were anyone else, they would have collapsed long ago. How could they be as free and easy as he is? It is no exaggeration to say that from Si Chong's perspective, he believed more than anyone else that his junior brother had achieved an unprecedented level of cultivation, which was undoubtedly the most significant achievement in the history of aliens in the past five hundred years. He was both relieved and distressed. The law of nature is cyclical, and the development of all things is governed by laws. My junior brother has overwhelmed the world and stood at the top, but the price he paid behind the scenes was not small. His mental strength was being depleted every moment. During such a long and torturous period of time, he had already forged a monstrous soul that had absolute control over his body. Today, Si Chong has touched the threshold of the second level of Xuan Ming, and has vaguely understood the reason why Jiang Mo almost got into trouble during his retreat. In the silence of the night, the old man's voice echoed in the wilderness, admonishing his fellow apprentice to get enough rest.
Jiang Mo pondered for a while and said seriously: "Well, you're right. Actually, after all these years, I've gotten used to it." "It's just that I feel a little dazed sometimes. The end of this road is too far away, so far away that I am still struggling to cross the endless sea of suffering." Jiang Mo's words came from his heart. His counter-rebirth maintained tiny breakthroughs every day. The end point of the seventh level of Xuanming was in sight, and it did exist. However, his progress was as slow as a snail climbing a hill. He didn't know when he would have the chance to advance to a new level in one fell swoop. "It doesn't matter." "Brother, we will all go on with you." Although he looked old and frail, his voice was weak, but he promised solemnly: "Don't worry, everyone is here." "Thank you, Brother." Jiang Mo smiled softly and felt much better. On a long journey, it still feels good to have old friends by your side. If one day, the people who remember him, understand him, and are close to him are no longer around, it would be as boring and dull as you can imagine. In a sense, the moment no one remembers him, he is dead. "Are you healthy?" "I am strong now, thanks to you who risked your life and reminded me. Fortunately, I stopped practicing blindly, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous." It seems like a slight fear. In the 1970s, Jiang Mo, who had reached the fourth level of Xuanming, discovered something unusual in himself. A new soul was secretly nurturing beneath his strong physique. It turned out that his body was on the verge of being out of control, and his current soul was difficult to control. In a flash, Jiang Mo extinguished the new soul and once again visited the old place of Teng Snake to observe the ruins and search for evidence to confirm his guess. He concluded that every step along the way, he had laid an extremely solid foundation. They are both alive and well, and their physical and spiritual strengths are similar, so there should be no accidents. However, when they touch a certain limit, mutations still occur. After that, Jiang Mo specifically told Si Chong, Cheng Zhen and others to be careful, slow down their pace appropriately, and even stagnating at a certain stage for a long time was not a bad thing, and he was not the only one who had this symptom. Afterwards, he spent several years consulting ancient books from all over the place, and found many similar cases in the history of extraordinary people in the past. Without exception, the extraordinary people recorded in unofficial history all had their names recorded in history, enjoyed the incense of ordinary people, and became myths. In other words, this is the inevitable stage that will occur before different life individuals achieve qualitative changes. The body gives birth to the soul, and consciousness relies on matter to exist. The two are inseparable and are the foundation of human beings. Without one of them, a person is not a person, and he is not another. This is a calamity that is more deadly than the Five Deteriorations of Heaven and Man, but it is almost discontinued in the inheritance of various sects, and very few people know about it. If it is not discovered in time, the new soul, which is protected by the body, will grow stronger in a short period of time and replace the old soul. It will be extremely difficult to destroy it, and in the end, one can only watch the new "self" carrying all the memories of the past and devouring the "old self". The soul is thus transformed, and life is continued. According to the historical records known to Jiang Mo, there are two versions. One is that the body is testing the soul. If one can overcome this difficulty, the two will be completely united and return to the state of ancient ancestors. From then on, one will break free from the shackles of life and live for 200 years. The second is the aging of life span. As long as one of the two aspects, the soul or the body, the whole body will be affected.
When the body's blood and energy are exhausted, the soul needs to transform and be reborn to feed back to the body; when the soul is like a lamp that is about to go out, the body needs to undergo a qualitative change to nourish and protect the soul. The two ways of achieving longevity are close but not similar, but they have the same end point, which is to seek nothing more than transcendence, to prolong life, and to live freely in the world. (End of this chapter)