N-A-A Chapter 148
Chapter 148
This was the two hundred years since the older generation of Divine Bridge Realm cultivators had ascended to the Upper Domain.
There are constantly newborn Divine Bridge Realm cultivators.
It's not much, but it's always growing.
The Domain Master Sect of the Four Domains still maintained their transcendent status, dominating everything in the lower domains.
Two hundred years is too short, and the pattern of the lower domain is like today and yesterday, and there is no change.
Just like Jiang Mu's selling formation day after day, there was no change, in fact, with the high quality and low price, he had already earned a lot of spirit stones.
Even famous.
Although there are not many high-level formations sold, they can't resist his quantity, and in the circle of low-level cultivators, everyone knows that there is such a small shop at the foot of the Colorful Xiamen Mountain in the Northern Region.
It can't be said that they are low-level cultivators, after all, the current Du Tribulation cultivators can be regarded as high-end combat power.
But in the second hundred years, the cultivators of the Diagonal Sword Gate came to the mountain gate of the Colorful Xia Gate again.
It's still the same group of monks back then.
This time, they shouted even more fiercely, as if they had achieved success in cultivation.
The same old cultivator who came out of the colorful Xiamen was also beaten up a hundred years ago.
However, this old cultivator did not mean to be ruthless, and at most he seriously injured some of the cultivators of the Slanting Sword Gate.
Jiang Mu stood in the distance, looking at this old cultivator's somewhat familiar face.
After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly remembered that this old cultivator was Zhou Churen's master.
Looking at his appearance, old and twilight, blood and qi are exhausted, Jiang Mu thinks that the time should not be far away.
In fact, an upper-level cultivator of the Second Realm of the Divine Bridge like him, if he stepped into the upper domain, he might be able to seek a glimmer of life.
"He's dying."
Jiang Mu said.
Cao Leping frowned, "I can't see it anyway."
"I remember that this person seems to be Zhou Churen's master."
"Hmm."
Jiang Mu nodded, "He could have gone to the Upper Domain.
"But this is the path he chose."
Jiang Mu remembered what the monk had said that day.
Zhou Churen died in front of him, he may be far more lonely than himself, but he is not to blame.
And who can be blamed.
Cao Leping sighed: "Alas, at the end of the practice, you can never escape a word of life.
This exclamation directly brought Cao Leping to a height that did not belong to him, and even Jiang Mu was impressed by him.
"So surprised, old Cao, I was also a cultural person before, right?"
"It's just that very few people have the opportunity to hear my supreme speech."
Cao Leping raised his head, very proud of his words.
That's just this sentence.
Because in the next second, his gaze was attracted by a figure.
"Then I'm not honored."
Jiang Mu said with a smile.
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In the next hundred years, in addition to seeing the good of Cao thieves, Cao Leping refined pills in the small courtyard.
But after refining for a few years, he didn't even have half of the pills that were useful to him, so he could only give up and follow Jiang Mu to learn the formation instead.
The master led the door and practiced by himself, and on the third day of following Jiang Mu's practice formation, Cao Leping announced that he would withdraw from this door.
"Lao Kun, it's so difficult!"
Cao Leping looked up to the sky and sighed, he didn't know how Jiang Mu alone had groped to the current level.
"Without him, only familiar hands."
Jiang Mu replied.
Whether it is alchemy or engraving formation, time is the only shortcut when talent is insufficient.
Thousands of times to portray the same formation, there is always a success once.
However, Cao Leping only treated Jiang Mu as a modest statement.
"No wonder genius is called genius, far from being comparable to mediocre people like us."
Cao Leping continued to lay things out again, except for occasionally mentioning his cultivation.
With Jiang Mu there, he felt carefree.
In the next three hundred years, the two spent a peaceful and peaceful time in such a small courtyard.
In the past three hundred years, the cultivators of the Diagonal Sword Gate still called the Colorful Xiamen once every hundred years according to the custom.
It's just that every time the same people are beaten to the ground and run away in embarrassment.
They were all the same monks.
Jiang Mu looked at Zhou Churen's master again, and found that his qi and blood were drying up badly.
It's not just a physical change, even Genshin is weak.
It is clear that it is near.
But Jiang Mu couldn't figure it out, even if this master of Zhou Churen chased the cultivator's lifespan limit to advance, it shouldn't be so short-lived.
Maybe there are other reasons.
Jiang Mu thought so.
In the sixth hundred years of the ascension of the cultivators of the Lower Domain Divine Bridge Realm, the ancestor of the Divine Bridge Realm of Colorful Xiamen sat down.
There were many white sails hanging in the gate of the colorful Xiamen Mountain, and a banquet was held for the Ascension Immortals.
Anyway, feathering is ascending to immortals, and nothing else.
This year, the group of cultivators of the Slanting Sword Gate still came to call for the formation, but they heard that the original cultivator had been feathered.
"Dead?"
After leaving such a tone that I didn't know whether to sigh or doubt, this group of cultivators of the Oblique Sword Gate never came to the Colorful Xiamen again.
I didn't come again for the next few years.