Chapter 262: One Life per Hundred Years

Cultivation has no time.

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

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

He was truly a formation master, and his cultivation reached the full level of Qi Refining.

After becoming a formal disciple, he no longer had to stay in this herb garden to do some weeding work.

But Yang Zheng remembered the old man's teachings to him, and he was low-key and introverted, and continued to stay in this herb garden.

In the next five years, he broke through the Qi training and became a foundation-building disciple, and also became a senior brother in the eyes of others.

This was Yang Zheng's ten years, without life and death, only plain cultivation.

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

But after the two of them had been together for a long time, Yang Zheng still felt that Jiang Mu was a weird person.

It was not only Jiang Mu who was weird, but also the monsters and spirit pets he raised were weird.

It just gave Yang Zheng a very spiritual feeling.

During these ten years, Jiang Mu also went out early and came back late, going to the formation tower to comprehend the formation.

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

After all, his talent for formation is really not good, and it all depends on time.

This is the first ten years.

Then the second ten years, the third ten years, the fourth ten years...

A hundred years passed in a flash.

Jiang Mu changed himself and successfully promoted to a formal disciple.

There are only two ways for disciples of the formation sect to climb up.

One is to improve their cultivation, and the other is to improve their understanding of the formation.

Those who have the cultivation of Qi Refining and Foundation Building can only be regarded as outer disciples, while those who have the cultivation of Golden Core, Yuanying and above are inner disciples, and can leave the Time Mark Continent to practice in the Star Domain.

Corresponding to this is the same level of formation.

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

In a hundred years, Yang Zheng did not step into the Golden Core Avenue.

This shows that his talent is indeed average, and even if he works harder, it will be in vain.

However, Yang Zheng was unwilling to admit defeat, and he did not believe that his path would stop here.

As the grandfather of the ring, Jiang Mu saw all this.

Yang Zheng's talent was limited, and it was impossible for him to practice and comprehend the formation at the same time, because his life span would not allow it.

So he persuaded Yang Zheng to practice only one way.

Although the formation master was admired by thousands of people, the mainstream of the cultivation world was still to cultivate oneself.

If you can't eat this bowl of rice, change to another bowl.

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

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

"Junior Brother Xue, you are really amazing. You even take care of the formation."

"Alas, I am short-lived, so I plan to concentrate on improving my cultivation."

"Some things really cannot be achieved by hard work."

One night, the two sat in the garden to enjoy the cool, and Yang Zheng said to Jiang Mu earnestly.

"Hehe, senior brother, we have been together for nearly a hundred years. Don't you know my talent?"

"I do have a little talent for formation, but it's a pity that it's not big."

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

Jiang Mu smiled.

"Alas, then we are really in trouble."

Yang Zheng smiled bitterly.

After a hundred years of getting along, Yang Zheng really thinks Jiang Mu is a good person.

He is approachable and enthusiastic, and he is the kind of friend who can talk to each other.

The years to come will be extremely difficult for Yang Zheng.

His cultivation has reached the peak of foundation building, but he still can't resist the erosion of time.

One step forward is the golden elixir.

But he can't take this step anyway.

He had taken the pills he could afford in the Zhendao Sect, but it still didn't work.

As for the more expensive pills, he couldn't afford them, and the sect would never give them to him.

Because the cost-effectiveness was not high, it would be a waste to take them.

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

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

Yang Zheng sighed, and he was already in his twilight years.

Looking at Jiang Mu again, it was the same.

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

After they die, new people will come to take over.

It seems to be a new reincarnation.

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

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

"Oh? Do you understand now?"

Jiang Mu asked.

Xiao Hei and Rabbit around him had already turned on the stealth mode, and ordinary cultivators could not observe them at all.

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

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

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

"Two grown men, what's the point of talking about loneliness."

Jiang Mu laughed and scolded. m.X520xs.Com

"That's right."

Yang Zheng's eyes suddenly became serious, looking at Jiang Mu.

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

"If I come back, it means I succeeded. If I don't come back, then this is how my life is, it's really fate."

People who retreat will choose a quiet place and rarely let others know.

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

"Since senior brother is so determined, 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 loudly.

"Okay, just as junior brother said."

Yang Zheng's eyes burst into light.

After saying goodbye, the two left the garden.

"Brother Jiang, do you really want this kid to form his own elixir?"

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

"How can this be possible? He formed the elixir himself. What's the difference between that and dying?"

"Don't forget that I am the Grandfather of Rings."

Jiang Mu curled his lips and said.

"What about you?"

"Our position cannot be too high to be easily noticed."

"This identity is over, just change it."

"Today next year, we will still be servant disciples!"

"Well, it's really good."

Hearing this, Rabbit Huajiao nodded in agreement.

Yang Zheng went into seclusion for two and a half years with the mentality of looking forward to death.

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

After being released from quarantine, Yang Zheng was filled with joy and sorrow.

He was happy that he had become a great monk at the golden elixir stage, but he was sad that his old man with the ring consumed too much power to help him and fell into a deep sleep. He was not sure when he would wake up.

There was no time to be sad, Yang Zheng still had to keep the appointment.

But after he arrived at the former Yaoyuanzi, there were two new faces.

Judging from his cultivation, he is also a handyman disciple who has just entered Qi refining.

After meeting this great monk, I felt frightened.

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

"Uncle Yang, a senior brother left this to me. He said you would definitely come to this garden and asked me to pass it on to you."

"What's that senior brother's name?"

Yang Zheng took the envelope and asked hurriedly.

"When I told my uncle, that senior brother said his name was Master Xue."

Yang Zheng opened the envelope. After reading it carefully, his hand suddenly dropped, and his expression was in a trance.

In the end, no one will come to keep the appointment.

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