Longevity starts with learning

Perhaps because of the cultivation status revealed just now, it is still thousands of miles to enter Chixia, and there are countless teams of cultivators patrolling and guarding along the way.

But they just looked at it from a distance, and a scanning wave that should be from the instrument flashed, and then they all retreated.

The road was smooth and unimpeded. Not long after, the busy Chixia Port, where flying boats were coming in and out, came into Chu Mu's sight.

Entering the port was still unimpeded. After many years, Chu Mu finally set foot on this Chixia Island again.

The red escape light soared into the sky at the port, flew across the sky of the island, and in just a moment, it sank into the bizarre Chixia City.

At the edge of the city, Chu Mu slowly landed on the street, his breath was slightly restrained, and he walked along the street.

Compared with the past, the current Chixia City, under the fierce battle in the Chixia Sea, is obviously full of murderous atmosphere.

Although the streets are still bustling, the immortal cultivators coming and going are no longer as peaceful as they once were.

The blood of monsters is inherently violent. On weekdays, they may be able to suppress the negative erosion of blood in various ways.

Once stained with blood, under stimulation, even if they are restrained, the violent instinct will be very clear.

Entering the red clouds in front of them is like entering a monster city, and the cultivators on the streets are like monsters with different cultivation levels.

Inexplicably, Chu Mu suddenly recalled the world of the demonic domain and the demonized capital of Da Chu.

Since people are demonized, they are possessed by demons.

Then how can these blood cultivators not be demonized?

Can they still be considered... people?

Chu Mu's eyes moved slightly as he walked along the street. Under the faintly revealed aura of the Jindan realm, he was also unimpeded in the city. No matter how uncontrollable his violent impulse was, it would inevitably become extremely docile under the suppression of the realm like the abyss of heaven.

Chu Mu's steps were not fast, and what he saw along the street also slowly formed a clear vein in his mind.

Just from the scenery in the city, it seems that we can see whether the current situation is tense or not.

At least, for now, this Chixia City has not yet reached the point of panic, and the war in the Chixia Sea should be considered stable.

The ruling system of Chixia Island has also clearly changed. In the past, it should have been an extremely relaxed environment, but now it is obviously completely tightened and on high alert.

After walking around the city, there are more and more spies from all sides who are secretly watching. Chu Mu knows that the news that he has formed a pill and entered Chixia has probably spread completely.

After all, a Jindan cultivator is obviously an existence that cannot be ignored anywhere in the world of immortal cultivation.

Not to mention, he is also considered a half-native cultivator in Chixia.

He has entered the Jindan stage. Even with the current severe situation of Chixia, as long as Chixia is not broken by the monsters, it means that Chixia's profit plate will inevitably usher in a cleanup.

This has nothing to do with anything else, but is derived from the most fundamental order of the world of immortal cultivation, that is... the strong are respected!

Chu Mu's thoughts flowed a little, and he was still indifferent. He slowly wandered around the city for nearly a whole day. Until he saw and heard everything with his own eyes, he went to the direction of Zhenjie Pavilion.

At this moment, or rather, as early as Chu Mu came to Chixia and passed the first checkpoint, Zhenjie Pavilion had already closed down.

In Chixia City, all the foundation-building cultivators who had had contact with Chu Mu and were still in Chixia had basically gathered in Zhenjie Pavilion. All the large and small business forces in the city also sent cultivators to wait in Zhenjie Pavilion.

This street was also put under martial law. Hundreds of cultivators gathered outside Zhenjie Pavilion, with different expressions, waiting silently, ready to welcome Chu Mu, the newly promoted Jindan Zhenren.

"Congratulations to the senior on his success in forming the elixir!"

As soon as Chu Mu arrived at the street, the five-colored auspicious clouds rolled, the golden gilded brilliance, and the loud shouts that went straight to the sky had resounded throughout most of Chixia City.

Outside Zhenjie Pavilion, hundreds of cultivators all bowed their heads and bowed before the Jindan.

Chu Mu was slightly startled, raised his hand and helped everyone up, laughing heartily:

"Hahahaha... Let's celebrate together, I hope you can condense the immortal fetus golden elixir as soon as possible, and the immortal path will also prosper."

"Chang Er, why don't you quickly invite all Taoist friends to enter the pavilion and take a seat,"

"Seniors, please!"

Chang Er reacted quickly, and led several servants in the pavilion and Chu Mu's cheap disciples to greet and get busy.

"Master, please."

The cultivators were humble, and finally, surrounded by everyone, Chu Mu walked into the Zhenjie Pavilion.

The second floor of the Zhenjie Pavilion, even though it was a gathering place for cultivators when the Zhenjie Pavilion was first established, now it seems a bit crowded with hundreds of cultivators pouring in.

Fortunately, the tables, chairs, wine and food upstairs were obviously prepared in advance. The cultivators sat down in an orderly manner, and Chu Mu sat in the first seat. After a few greetings, he explained the experience of condensing the elixir as usual. The Zhenjie Pavilion was noisy for nearly a night, and the cultivators left in an orderly manner.

"Inform everyone that the current situation is special and the Golden Elixir Ceremony will not be held."

After all the cultivators who came to greet him had dispersed, Director Chu called Chang Er to the side and gave him an order.

Chang Er was smiling and was shocked when he heard the words. Although he was puzzled, he did not dare to ask more and responded quickly.

"Brother Mu."

"Brother Chu, uncle..."

At this moment, seeing that everyone had dispersed, Xu Yuan's family hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects.

"I heard that you are now a guest of the Chen family?"

Chu Mu sipped his tea, looked at the smiling Xu Yuan, and asked casually.

"The Chen family has issued a decree that those who have made outstanding contributions in this battle can be granted land and foundation..."

Xu Yuan spoke slowly, his expression was obviously a little uneasy.

Chu Mu raised his eyebrows: "You want to establish... a family?"

Xu Yuan glanced at Xu Jinhuai beside him and smiled: "This kid is useless. Following me outside, he can be trained well."

Chu Mu glanced at Xu Jinhuai in a brocade robe, his eyes moved slightly, and he seemed to understand Xu Yuan's intention.

Useless, these three words are indeed used appropriately.

Perhaps because of the reliance and protection brought by his existence, the cautious words and awe he hoped for at the beginning are indeed not seen too much in his cheap nephew.

Although it can't be said to be bad, it is indeed time to be trained well.

After all, his brother is also a man of ill fate. He was originally blessed with many sons, but in the chaos of the Great Chu, they died one after another, leaving only this only son.

Now that they have been promoted to bloodline foundation building, if Xia Yu fails to build a bloodline foundation, the difference in life level and life duties means that the possibility of them having another child is basically zero.

"Okay, if there is anything that cannot be solved, let me know in time."

Chu Mu nodded, and did not say anything more. After a few greetings, Xu Yuan led Xia Yu and her son away.

The hall was empty, the noise had dissipated, and it was quiet again.

Chu Mu slowly got up, went to the window, and looked at the scenery in the city. His eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, a crisp sound of footsteps came faintly. Chu Mu turned his head and saw a girl in red clothes appearing. She was graceful and came slowly.

"Red-clothed girl congratulates Brother Chu for condensing the immortal fetus golden elixir and becoming a real person."

The girl's eyes were like water, and she bent slightly, showing her graceful figure.

"Red-clothed girl, your congratulations are a little late."

Chu Mu chuckled and teased.

"The girl in red came here today, firstly to congratulate you, Brother Chu, on your success in forming the elixir, and secondly, to say goodbye to you, Brother Chu."

The girl's voice was calm. She picked up the wine pot, poured two cups of spirit wine, and then walked to Chu Mu's side and handed him the wine cup.

"Farewell?"

Chu Mu took the wine cup, unable to hide his surprise.

"The Hundred Treasures Pavilion suffered a great disaster."

The girl's face was miserable, which made her look even more pitiful.

Chu Mu asked: "Why did the Hundred Treasures Pavilion suffer a great disaster?"

"Master Baibao was killed by the Golden Elixir of the Righteous Alliance on the battlefield of Nanshan."

Chu Mu's voice was calm, and the surprise between his eyebrows had disappeared: "So, the Hundred Treasures Pavilion was swallowed up by someone?"

The girl nodded silently, but her face became more miserable.

Chu Mu took a sip of the spirit wine, and his expression did not fluctuate at all.

In a world where the strong are respected, order is the most rigorous.

How strong the strength is, how much benefit can be swallowed.

When the strength is insufficient, what should be spit out must be spit out obediently.

There is no transgression at all.

The death of Baibao Zhenren and the decline of Baibao Pavilion are beyond doubt.

But what does this have to do with Chang Hongyi, the shopkeeper of a mere branch?

At this moment, Chu Mu suddenly remembered the enchanting woman he saw in Tianshu City that year, that is, Chang Hongyi's aunt?

Chu Mu drank the wine in the cup, and the girl stepped forward slightly, holding the wine pot, and filled another cup of spiritual wine.

"Your aunt should be the actual ruler of Baibao Pavilion, right?"

Chu Mu's voice was leisurely, and his expression was neither sad nor happy.

"So, she is unwilling? If she wants to climb up the high branch again, she needs you to make some deals?"

The girl's body trembled, and there seemed to be some tears in her eyes.

Chu Mu turned a blind eye, turned his eyes to the window, and then looked at the bizarre Chixia City.

He vaguely remembered the shock of arriving in this city when he first arrived, and the many plans he made to gain a foothold in Chixia.

Many of his ideas had not been implemented yet. Now that he has reached the Golden Core stage, looking back, all the problems in the past are obviously no longer a problem for him now.

He no longer needs any planning to gain a foothold in Chixia.

It is not him who needs to plan, but the big and small forces in the city.

After today's banquet, this Chixia City will be engraved with a word... "Chu".

"The Zhenjie Pavilion wants to expand, and Chu doesn't like trivial matters."

Having said this, Chu Mu paused for a moment before continuing: "Miss Hong, since you are already a free person, then the affairs of the Zhenjie Pavilion will be handled by Miss Hong."

After speaking, Chu Mu did not wait for the girl to respond. A voice transmission was sent out, and Chang Er hurried over.

"Senior, fairy."

Chang Er bowed.

"From now on, all matters of the Zhenjie Pavilion will be handled by Miss Hong."

"I understand."

Chang Er was stunned, but seeing Chu Mu's unquestionable gaze, Chang Er's heart trembled, and he quickly responded.

"You can keep this fire with you and nurture it."

"In a year, it will suppress the impure veins in your body."

"By then, if you refine the lower-grade blood here, you can be promoted to the foundation of blood."

Chu Mu threw out two jade boxes and hung them in front of Chang Er.

"I bow to you, senior!"

Chang Er was overjoyed and knelt down and kowtowed.

"Go away."

Chu Mu waved his hand, and an invisible force swept Chang Er downstairs.

"Recently, Zhenjie Pavilion must have a lot of trivial matters. I have to trouble you, the red-clothed girl, to take some thought."

The girl was a little quiet and nodded silently, but the sadness between her eyebrows was obviously dissipated a lot.

In silence, the girl filled Chu Mu with a glass of spirit wine and asked in a low voice: "Brother Chu, how do you want Zhenjie Pavilion to expand?"

"It's normal, just as it is."

Chu Mu waved his hand and didn't care too much.

In this world where great power is concentrated in one person, the core of any power is not the power itself, but the strong people at the top.

Just like Changsheng Sect, no matter how huge the power is, if there is no support from the Yuanying Zhenren at the top, it will inevitably collapse in an instant.

Even if Changsheng Sect is destroyed, as long as the Yuanying Zhenren at the top are still alive, Changsheng Sect can be revived at any time and continue to pass on the inheritance.

The same is true for Zhenjie Pavilion.

It is Zhenjie Pavilion that depends on him, not him.

No matter how Zhenjie Pavilion develops, what kind of structure it has, and how mixed it is, as long as it depends on him, it will never be out of his control.

What balance technique, how to use people, and the secular set, are all meaningless in this world of immortal cultivation.

"What is the situation of Da Chu now?"

Chu Mu took a sip of spirit wine and changed the topic without leaving a trace.

The girl frowned and spoke slowly.

"Originally, the Righteous Alliance and the Changsheng Sect were more restrained, but with the unrest in the vast sea, Da Chu also became chaotic."

"In the past few years, the two sides have fought each other. In the previous battle in Nanshan, the Righteous Alliance was defeated. It is said that even one of its Nascent Souls died. Baibao Zhenren of Baibao Pavilion died in that battle."

"The situation in Da Chu should be somewhat clear now."

"The cultivation world in the vast sea is unable to take care of itself. The Changsheng Sect has the upper hand. The Righteous Alliance has been divided by the Changsheng Sect and it is difficult to form a joint force. From Nanshan to the northwest Gobi, in just a few years, the Righteous Alliance has suffered two consecutive defeats that are not inferior to the defeat of Jingmen that year. The situation is estimated to be not optimistic."

"If this continues, in at least a few decades, the Righteous Alliance will probably no longer exist."

Chu Mu remained silent, listening to the girl's story quietly, obviously thinking about something.

If it were in the past, the direction of the situation in the cultivation world of Da Chu would have nothing to do with him.

With the Ninth True Transmission Order from the Sword Dao Yuanying, although he still traveled outside the Changsheng Sect, it was obvious that he had already had some connection with the Changsheng Sect.

This connection, although it had little impact on him, was undeniably solid.

The situation of the Great Chu Immortal Cultivation World was naturally related to him.

He had been given the title of Changsheng True Transmission for no reason, but he had not yet enjoyed the treatment of Changsheng True Transmission.

He had long coveted the Sutra Library of the Changsheng Sect.

Chu Mu asked curiously: "Have you ever heard of the news that Changsheng Sect has newly conferred the True Transmission?"

"Brother Chu, are you talking about Changsheng Sect's mysterious... Ninth True Transmission?"

"That Ninth True Transmission is very mysterious. Although Changsheng Sect held a ceremony to confer the True Transmission, the True Transmission did not attend, and Changsheng Sect did not even reveal his name..."

"For so many years, no one has heard of the news of Changsheng's Ninth True Transmission, as if this person does not exist."

"Even within Changsheng Sect, no one has ever heard of anyone seeing the Ninth True Transmission..."

Chu Mu's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless.

He originally thought that the so-called Ninth True Transmission was just the leisurely interest of the Sword Dao Yuanying.

Never expected that there would really be a formal ceremony to confer the True Transmission, and it would really be widely spread...

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