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

Chapter 165

According to Jiang Mu's understanding, it is somewhat like an external incarnation, but it is also a little different.

Ordinary external incarnations, ordinary cultivators can do it.

It is nothing more than some heavenly materials and earth treasures, fused with their own divine thoughts.

The more powerful external incarnation can be regarded as a wisp of divine consciousness of the monk, which has the same thoughts as the subject, and thinks about the subject everywhere.

Ordinary cultivators, cultivating one or two external incarnations, with one-third and two-second of the strength of the body, is considered the limit.

Because the monk's divine consciousness is limited, the more divine consciousness is divided, the weaker the power will be, and the more severely restricted the body.

And Jiang Mu inherited Red Dust's Divine Sense Dao, and the Divine Sense was already extremely powerful, although he had not really set foot on the Divine Consciousness Dao, but he could also compete with the quasi-holy Divine Mind.

And his divine incarnation is that after the Yuan God is separated from the body, he can still escape in the world, like an entity.

The more realistic it is, the more powerful the divine consciousness is.

Even relying only on the Yuan God, he can kill opponents in the same realm.

Of course, all this was just Jiang Mu's fantasy.

It's not hard to do that.

With Jiang Mu's current ability, it was impossible to transform into a divine sense.

He can only constantly use thunder to temper his divine consciousness in the small world, making it more resilient and powerful, and laying the foundation for future expectations.

After thinking that after entering the Dao, he can make a preliminary attempt.

"Alas, it's another boring day."

After Jiang Mu thundered and finished quenching, he would get up and stretch his waist.

At this time, he would notice Jiang Fuli sitting on the eaves.

But it's usually dark.

Jiang Mu maintained the good habit of resting at sunrise and sunset, and did not practice much at night, but chose to sleep.

There is too much oppression on the road of cultivation, and this kind of thing of sleeping is a beauty that has been lost by many monks.

Jiang Mu flew up lightly and sat next to Jiang Fuli.

"What, homesick?"

Jiang Mu looked at the night under the starry sky and asked.

After all, being suddenly sent to an unfamiliar person and leaving a familiar sect is somewhat uncomfortable.

"Go home when you miss home, I'll make it clear with your ancestor, it's a big deal to send someone every once in a while, Tianjiao like you shouldn't waste time like this."

"After all, an inch of time is an inch of gold."

Jiang Mu enthusiastically persuaded, "And as an ancestor, Jiang Ling also cares about the physical and mental health of his disciples."

Jiang Fuli turned around, first politely called out to the senior, and then shook his head and said, "Lao Zu asked me to follow you, then I will follow you." "

Spy on me, afraid I'll run away?"

Jiang Mu asked with a smile.

"No,"

Jiang Fuli shook his head again: "If you want to run, I can't stop Fuli."

"Lao Zu just told me to have a good relationship with you, take care of you, and learn some skills from you by the way."

"It's just that you've been here for so long, Senior Kun, you haven't said two more words to me, let alone learn skills."

Jiang Fuli laughed at himself.

"Uh... I don't need to say that, after all, we are not very familiar with each other.

Jiang Mu's words were also straightforward, and he was not worried about hurting Jiang Fuli's heart at all.

"And I don't have anything to teach you about this kind of thing."

"It's like the most basic fireball technique, and it is also a great power when practiced to the extreme."

"Practicing a thousand sword techniques is not as good as practicing a thousand times with one sword technique."

"Just like when I practiced today, the magic techniques I used were still learned when I was building the foundation and the golden pill."

In the later stage of the monk's life, every word and deed was like a magic spell.

But it didn't hurt, bells and whistles didn't hurt.

High-level cultivators fight for elites.

Just like the saint who enters the Dao, the law of the Dao goes all over the world, let your magic go through the sky, I will break it with one move.

When Jiang Fuli heard this, he was obviously stunned for a moment.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he reacted and said to Jiang Mu with his hands respectfully: "Thank you Senior Kun for teaching."

"Haha, it's just a little thought, nothing."

Jiang Mu waved his hand.

The main thing is that Jiang Mu's first impression of this Jiang Fuli is quite good, no matter what he does, he does not listen to it or disturb.

"Does the senior know that Yang is invincible?"

As if feeling that Jiang Mu was actually very good at talking, Jiang Fuli suddenly asked again.

"Tianyu is proud on the first day, of course I know."

Jiang Mu replied.

"Well, the words of the senior remind me of this Tianjiao, he seems to have no superfluous magic powers when fighting against people, no matter what kind of attack, it is a spear to break it."

Sure enough, the real Tianjiao's ideas are the same.

Jiang Fuli sighed in his heart.

"I also challenged him when there was no drastic change in the Celestial Domain a few years ago, but I was not his opponent."

Jiang Fuli smiled bitterly, although he was the same Tianjiao, but this difference was not ordinary.

"That Yang Invincible is known as the emperor of the God of War, and it is also the capital of the great emperor, I am curious who is more powerful than him."

Jiang Fuli suddenly smiled.

Jiang Mu didn't want to think about it, so he replied, "I'm more powerful." "

Is it so immodest?

Jiang Fuli was also stunned by Jiang Mu's answer.

Or are the strong invincible?

"Uh... Senior Kun is also right, now you are a quasi-saint, and that Yang Invincible heard that in the retreat, it seems that you want to break through the quasi-saint, I think you have to be better.

Jiang Fuli also answered the phone.

"Hey, Lao Kun, what are you two talking about?"

At this time, Cao Leping suddenly climbed onto the eaves.

"Look at me, lover's tryst, what am I making fun of?"

Cao Leping suddenly reacted again and wanted to go down.

"Senior Cao... It's not what you think..." Jiang

Fuli's little face was slightly red, and he quickly spoke up.

"Hehe, I understand..."

Cao Leping let out a strange laugh and went down to the house.

"Old Cao, what are you thinking about day by day in your head?"

"Wasn't it carried away by the young woman?"

"Sit down, drink!"

Jiang Mu glared at Cao Leping angrily.

He found that this kid was becoming more and more unorthodox.

"Uh... There are outsiders, Lao Kun give me some face..." Cao

Leping was said by Jiang Mu, his little hobby was broken, his old face was slightly red, and he sat next to Jiang Mu.

Jiang Mu took out the spirit wine and gave them an altar for each person.

"Senior Xie."

Jiang Fuli was still polite and said softly.

"Alas, although I am called brother with the ancestor of your sect, in fact, I am very young, you see, you are seven thousand years old, I am only four thousand years old, you are three thousand years older than me."

"As the saying goes, female juniors hold gold bricks; female university thirty, send Jiangshan; three hundred female majors, send elixirs; Three thousand female majors, ranked in the immortal class..." Speaking

of this, Jiang Mu smashed his mouth, "Hehe, it's a mistake, just kidding, don't mind."

Cao Leping gave a thumbs up: "Niu, Lao Kun, this slips through the mouth and comes!" "

Wen Cai, there is no way..."

said Jiang Mu with a smile.

On the side, Jiang Fuli, who was listening to the conversation between the two, once again had a new view of the two in his heart.

It is not like ordinary monks who are not close to people, but it is approachable and somewhat funny.

Afterwards, drink quietly.

"Lao Kun, sitting on the eaves at the moment, I feel like I have returned to the past."

A moment later, after taking a sip of spirit wine, Cao Leping looked at fate and suddenly said.

Time is the cure for all wounds, and he is not suddenly sad, but he misses it a little.

Jiang Mu also poured a sip of wine and patted Cao Leping's shoulder to show comfort.

"Let's have some together, then."

Without too many words, Jiang Mu threw out two altars of wine and landed steadily in front of the nameless grave in the small courtyard.

Jiang Fuli looked at the two and then at the grave in the courtyard.

She had long been aware of the unique grave in this small courtyard, but as usual, she never listened.

Because she knew that there was more than just a grave.

Every monk will have such a tomb on the road of life.