Longevity starts with learning

In the cabin, the red fire has illuminated the alchemy furnace, and as it burns, rare spiritual materials are thrown into the furnace.

He has practiced in seclusion overseas for sixty years, exhausting the resources he has accumulated over the years.

If it were in the past, he would have to expose his existence, become famous again in Chixia, and put himself at the forefront of the storm by relying on the reputation of being the best in both alchemy and weapons to make up for the exhausted resources and wealth.

Fortunately, the Zhenjie Pavilion still exists. Although it cannot find too many resources he needs at the level of the Zhenjie Pavilion, it is better than nothing, and at least it can make up for his vacancy.

After the change in Bazhou, although he seems to have only completely fallen out with the Chen family, there is no doubt that after that catastrophe, he has also been completely at the forefront of the storm.

Looking at the two immortal cultivation worlds of Hanhai and Dachu, as long as there are people who are slightly well-informed, I am afraid that few people will not know his name.

This kind of reputation is obviously different from the reputation of being the best in both alchemy and weapons that he had worked so hard to cultivate in the past. It is impossible to balance the pros and cons, and it may even be completely unbalanced because of this kind of reputation.

After all, his reputation in the past was mostly limited to the two arts of alchemy and weapons, and limited to a circle of intersections within himself.

Others who are not in this circle of intersections, whether they are low-level cultivators or higher-level Yuanying masters, at most have only heard of him.

For low-level cultivators, it is just a yearning, a fantasy during casual chats, which adds a little fame to him.

And for the Yuanying masters who are high above, hearing his name, perhaps at most they are just a little curious, or have some feelings that his younger generation is talented, and want to win over one or two.

And the change in Bazhou undoubtedly completely broke this situation.

In that catastrophe, he almost completely stirred up the situation under the eyes of many Yuanying masters.

Blessings and disasters, after this change, it is hard to predict.

Being noticed by a being with far more power than himself, whether good or bad, is not a good thing for him.

After all, being far more powerful than him means that he has no say in good or bad, and he has no power to resist.

His fate is completely out of his control.

This is also the fundamental reason why he returned to Chixia this time, even if the resources were insufficient, he was unwilling to really expose himself and use the two arts of alchemy and weapons to collect resources and wealth.

With his current reputation, if he appeared again, there would be countless disturbances, and he would definitely... be unable to control himself!

Several furnaces of elixirs were produced in succession, and the spiritual materials that were not many were consumed again.

After taking a pill, Chu Mu's mind was quiet, and the magic power around him surged, and he fell into the practice of forgetting both the self and the world again.

This flying boat that broke through the air was still not special, flying slowly between the sky.

The route has been clearly planned. There are five teleportation arrays along the way for transfer. It only takes a few months to travel hundreds of thousands of miles through these teleportation arrays.

Compared with the previous turmoil in Da Chu, the transportation system between the various towns was chaotically divided, which is undoubtedly much faster.

In less than a month, the vast river that divides Da Chu from north to south, after many years, once again appeared in Chu Mu's vision.

The water veins originated from the southwestern plateau, running through Da Chu from west to east, and merged into the vast sea.

Looking down from the sky, only a few veins of the river can be vaguely seen.

The mountains are surrounded by the river. At a glance, it is difficult to see the end of the river just by looking down from the sky.

On the flying boat, Chu Mu looked down at the mountains and rivers, and looked at the Da Chu Xiuxian world across the Chu River, and his eyebrows could not hide his sighs.

How many years have it been?

He himself can't remember it clearly.

After the battle of Jingmen, he led Wangcai to this foreign land alone to avoid the turmoil in the Great Chu Immortal Cultivation World and for the sake of the bloodline world of Hanhai, after settling the knot of Li Lao in the past.

In this Hanhai Immortal Cultivation World, he experienced ups and downs, from the Foundation Establishment Realm, to the Golden Core Realm, and then to the late Golden Core Realm...

Now... he is back in the Great Chu Immortal Cultivation World...

"Things have changed..."

Chu Mu let out a long breath, and some of his feelings slowly dissipated with the wind.

The flying boat moved forward again, heading towards the set goal.

It came out of the red clouds, crossed the Chu River that divided the north and the south, and passed through several markets, forming a teleportation array to quickly cross the hundreds of thousands of miles of road.

Several months passed quietly.

When the flying boat sank into the Qiankun bag and Chu Mu fell from the sky, it was another deep winter.

The land next to ice and snow was originally full of wind and snow, and everything was frozen. In this deep winter, this chill was undoubtedly more obvious.

With his cultivation, he seemed to be able to feel a bit of bone-piercing cold.

The coldness of the snow is no longer the coldness of the secular ice and snow, it seems to have something else?

Chu Mu looked up at the sky, and there was a dark sky between the wind and snow, and the existence of sunlight seemed to be suppressed to the limit.

The wind and snow could not blow away the deep-rooted bloody smell between heaven and earth.

In the border of ice and snow, the Changsheng Sect and the Righteous Alliance with the Zhao family as the core have been fighting for decades. The two sides have been fighting back and forth, so the number of cultivators who have fallen is obviously incalculable.

In the vast sea of ​​immortal cultivation, the reason why the Chen family spent a lot of manpower and material resources to clean up the remaining blood in that war was only because the excessive blood would attract more monsters to join the beast tide.

And in this land of ice and snow, such concerns obviously do not exist.

It is obvious that any immortal cultivator is unlikely to waste time and energy on doing something insignificant.

The place he went to this time was not the front camp where the two sides fought fiercely, but just a small camp under it.

The camp was located at the foot of Chifeng Mountain, and only two hundred miles to the west was the front camp of Changsheng Sect in Yunlan Snow Mountain.

Since the defeat of the Nanshan Li family, they retreated to Yunlan Snow Mountain, with the support of Changping Zhao family, to resist the offensive of Changsheng Sect.

As the saying goes, the weak rely on the strong, and the Nanshan Li family, which existed in name only, was naturally swallowed up bit by bit by Changping Zhao family under the system of Zhengdao League.

Since then, this Yunlan Snow Mountain generation has become the area where Changsheng Sect and Zhengdao League fought fiercely.

For decades, there has been no change.

Although it is only a small camp, this front-line area is also bustling with people, just like the battle of Jingmen. The endless war has created a unique abnormal prosperity.

In this world of immortal cultivation, there is no shortage of people who are unwilling to be ordinary, and there is no shortage of people who fight for opportunities with their lives.

The camp is heavily guarded, and there are several inspection procedures just to enter and exit the checkpoints.

Chu Mu transformed into a foundation-building cultivator, disguised with a phantom face, and with a deceiving pill, in this small camp with only a few foundation-building cultivators, it is naturally seamless.

The wind and snow outside were all blocked outside the formation. The camp was only a few acres in size, and the houses were piled up in a disorderly manner. Many houses were even in ruins, and traces of war could be seen.

In the camp, people came and went, almost without exception, all showing a solemn and murderous state.

Even if one's mind is calm, it is inevitable to be stained with some murderous aura under the day-to-day fighting.

Chu Mu strolled through the place and saw no difference at all. He sat down in the camp restaurant. The intelligence information recorded on the jade slips was also reflected in front of him in a more intuitive way amid the hustle and bustle of the restaurant.

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