Longevity: One life at the beginning, cultivation base depends on dogs

Chapter 262

There are no years of practice.

Since Yang Zheng occasionally got the ring grandfather, he practiced hard, and in a blink of an eye, ten years passed.

During these ten years, Yang Zheng spent five years to become an outer disciple from a miscellaneous disciple.

Even if he truly entered the formation mage, his cultivation also reached the full layer of refining qi.

After becoming a full disciple, he would not have to stay in this medicine garden to do some weeding work.

But Yang Zheng remembered the teachings of Grandpa Ring, kept a low profile and introverted, and continued to stay in this herb garden.

In the next five years, he broke through Qi training and became a foundation building disciple, and also became a senior brother among outsiders.

This is Yang Zheng's ten years, there are no ups and downs of life and death, only dull practice.

And he also got along well with Jiang Mu, and Jiang Mu often called him senior brother.

It's just that the two have been together for a long time after all, and Yang Zheng still thinks that Jiang Mu is strange.

It's not only Jiang Mu who is strange, the monster beasts and spirit pets he raises are also strange.

It is to give Yang Zheng a very spiritual feeling.

In the past ten years, Jiang Mu also left early and returned late, going to the formation tower to feel the formation.

Ten years is as short as an hour for Jiang Mu today, and his understanding of the formation is not deep.

After all, his formation talent is really not great, it all depends on time.

This is the first decade.

So soon came the second decade, the third decade, the fourth decade....

A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Mu changed himself and successfully advanced to become a formal disciple.

The disciples of the Formation Daomen only had two ways to climb up.

The first is to cultivate up, and the other is to comprehend the formation.

Qi refining and foundation building cultivation can only be regarded as outer disciples, while Jin Dan, Yuan Ying and above are inner disciples, and they can leave the Time Mark Continent and go to the Star Domain to cultivate.

Correspondingly, it is the formation level of the same weight.

But because this is a formation sect, as a disciple, the status of the formation master is much higher.

For a hundred years, Yang Zheng did not step into Jindan Avenue.

It can be seen that his talent is indeed average, even if he tries hard, it is in vain.

However, Yang Zheng did not admit defeat in his heart, he did not believe that his path would stop there.

As the grandfather of the ring, Jiang Mu saw these in his eyes.

Yang Zheng's talent is limited, it is impossible to comprehend the formation while merging cultivation, and his lifespan does not allow it.

So he persuaded Yang Zheng to build only one path.

Although the formation mage is admired by thousands of people, the mainstream of the immortal cultivation world is still mainly cultivating itself.

If you can't eat this bowl of rice, just change a bowl.

After Jiang Mu's brainwashing (careful preaching), Yang Zheng finally gave up the formation and concentrated on improving his cultivation.

At this time, his hair was gray, and Jiang Mu under the same roof looked younger than him.

"Junior Brother Xue, you are really powerful, and you even take care of the formation."

"Alas, Senior Brother, I don't have much life, and I plan to concentrate on improving my cultivation."

"There are some things that really can't be done with hard work."

One night, the two were sitting in the garden to enjoy the cool, and Yang Zhengyu said to Jiang Mu seriously.

"Hehe, senior brother, we have been getting along for nearly a hundred years, are you still unclear about my talent?"

"For the talent of the formation, there is indeed a little, but unfortunately it is not big."

"I also want to concentrate on improving my cultivation."

Jiang Mu said with a smile.

"Alas, then the two of us are really difficult brothers and brothers."

Yang Zheng smiled bitterly.

After a hundred years of getting along, Yang Zheng really felt that Jiang Mu was quite good.

Approachable, enthusiastic, and the kind of friend who can be a heart-to-heart conversation.

The years to come were extremely difficult for Yang Zheng.

His cultivation mentioned the peak of foundation building, but he still could not resist the erosion of time.

One step further, is Jindan.

But he couldn't take that step anyway.

Inside the formation gate, he also took the pills that he could afford, but he still couldn't.

As for the more expensive elixir, he couldn't afford it, and the sect couldn't give it.

Because the cost performance is not high, eating is also a waste.

Unless he had made outstanding contributions to the sect, but obviously not.

"Alas, it seems that my path of cultivation has stopped here."

Yang Zheng sighed, he was already in the wind at this time.

Looking at Jiang Mu again, the same is true.

Now it has become two little old men guarding the medicine garden.

When they die, someone new will take over.

It seems to be a new reincarnation.

Looking at his life, Yang Zheng has long been alone and has no worries.

He looked at Jiang Mu, who was also alone, and suddenly smiled: "Junior Brother Xue, in fact, I have never stopped thinking about what you did when you came in. "

Oh? So have you figured it out now?

Jiang Mu asked.

The little black and rabbit beside him had already turned on stealth mode, and ordinary cultivators could not observe it at all.

"No, I still haven't figured it out."

Yang Zheng shook his head: "But at this time, I just don't think about it anymore."

"You and I have been together for a lifetime, and we are not alone on the road of cultivation."

"Two big men, talk about what is lonely and not lonely."

Jiang Mu scolded with a smile.

"Oh, too."

Yang Zheng's eyes suddenly became serious and looked at Jiang Mu.

"Junior Brother Xue, I plan to retreat again."

"If I come back, it will be a success, and if I don't come back, then this life will be like this, it is really fate."

Retreaters choose a pure place that is rarely known.

In this way, even if you die, no one will disturb.

"Since senior brother has such determination, then junior brother I can only sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman."

"If it succeeds, you and I will go back to the garden and have a drink."

Jiang Mu said in a loud voice.

"Good, just as Junior Brother said."

Yang Zheng's eyes erupted with a stream of essence.

After saying goodbye, the two left the garden.

"Brother Jiang, do you really let this kid marry himself?"

Rabbit Hua Jiao jumped on Jiang Mu's shoulder and asked curiously.

"How can this be, he married himself and what is the difference between that and sending him to death?"

"Don't forget I'm Grandpa Rings."

Jiang Mu pouted.

"What about you?"

"Our position can't be too high and easy to detect."

"This identity is over, just change your identity."

"Today, we will still be a miscellaneous disciple!"

"Well, it's pretty good."

Hearing this, Rabbit Hua Jiao nodded approvingly.

Yang was in retreat with the mentality of seeing death as if it were home, and it was two and a half years at a time.

During this period, with Jiang Mu's help, he finally got through the difficulty.

After getting out of customs, Yang Zheng was full of sorrow and joy.

The joy is that he has become a great cultivator of the Golden Pill Period, and the sad thing is that his ring grandfather has consumed too much strength in order to help himself, falling into a deep sleep, and it is not certain when he wakes up.

There was no time to grieve, and Yang Zheng still had to go to the appointment.

It's just that after he came to the former medicine garden, there were two new faces here.

Seeing that Xiu Wei was also a miscellaneous disciple who had just entered Qi refining.

After seeing him, the great cultivator, he was sincerely terrified.

After learning that his name was Yang Zheng, a miscellaneous disciple handed over a letter.

"Senior Uncle Yang, this was left to me by a senior brother, he said that you will definitely come to this garden, let me transfer it to you."

"What is that senior brother's name?"

Yang Zheng took the envelope and hurriedly asked.

"Back to Senior Uncle's words, that Senior Brother said that his name was Xue Zhenren."

Yang Zheng opened the envelope, and after reading it carefully, his hand suddenly hung down, and his expression was in a trance.

After all, no one will come to the appointment again.