Longevity: Starting with Only One Life, Cultivation Depends Entirely on Survival - Chapter 481

c-1 Extra This is a farewell letter (Part 1)

It was unknown how long it had been before Jiang Mu’s sleeping main consciousness slowly woke up.

Above the chaos, Jiang Mu looked at the progress of this era again. It seemed that only 10 million years had passed, and it was still in the ancient times.

But even in the ancient times, the cultivation of immortals was extremely prosperous.

Even if it was a copy of the previous era, all things in the world still underwent subtle changes in the process of development, and it was impossible to be exactly the same as before.

Jiang Mu didn’t care, and didn’t bother, just watching quietly, as if it was an eternal gaze, and there had been no changes for thousands of years.

As time passed, his cultivation was still slowly increasing, and now he felt that he was about to break through the realm of the Immortal King.

But the world was still rooted in his origin and constantly absorbed nutrients. He couldn’t cut off the connection between the two. Although he had supreme immortal power, he couldn’t use it much.

But getting stronger was indeed a good thing for Jiang Mu.

So Jiang Mu witnessed the birth of the first true immortal, and he was called the First Immortal.

It means the first person in the world to become an immortal and ascend.

The Immortal Shi came to the Chaos, saw the Light Gate, and saw Jiang Mu’s Heavenly Dao incarnation.

In Jiang Mu’s expectant eyes, the Immortal Shi stepped towards the Light Gate, full of joy.

Then, the moment he passed through the Light Gate, his figure instantly disappeared like a bubble, leaving only a ball of light.

Jiang Mu knew that this was a true spirit.

At this moment, inexplicable emotions filled Jiang Mu’s heart, and finally turned into a helpless smile in Jiang Mu’s Heavenly Dao incarnation.

“It turns out that there is no reincarnation in the world.”

In fact, he should have guessed the ending long ago.

Maybe there is no reincarnation, but he has not reached that level.

But who knows whether there is or not?

But as the Heavenly Dao who never lied said, only by becoming the supreme Immortal Emperor can one perform the means of resurrection.

Today’s reincarnation is just Jiang Mu’s wishful thinking. The creatures in this world can never ascend, never be recognized by the immortal world, and never step out of this world. They can only continue to reincarnate in the world he created.

And this is just the first reincarnation.

Jiang Mu was in a daze for a long time until he came out of his heart knot.

If this is a dream, why can’t it be a beautiful dream?

He cast his eyes on the world and paid attention to the operation of the world’s trajectory.

Sometimes he was really tired, so Jiang Mu threw out a trace of divine thoughts and fell into the world. The main god closed his eyes and enjoyed the long-lost breeze and good wine in the world.

………………

In the wilderness, a giant beast that was ten thousand meters long lay dead in the mountains, and many excited monks shuttled back and forth.

Jiang Mu also set up a rack on the top of a mountain nearby, roasting the beast meat over a low fire, and the oil dripped into the charcoal, sizzling.

After all, he also contributed to the hunting of the giant beast. Although he was always slacking off, he also made efforts. No one would say anything if he took a small piece of beast meat.

Only meat without wine, it was obviously not enjoyable, so Xu An grabbed the roasted beast meat and disappeared.

In a prosperous city of the human race on the mainland, Jiang Mu walked into a tavern, ordered 20 kilograms of good wine, climbed to the highest attic, and ate meat while drinking.

“The meat tastes good. If Xiao Hei was here, his tail would wag just by smelling it.”

Jiang Mu commented, “But this wine is also delicious in this world, but it is not as delicious as Lao Cao’s.”

Maybe it’s not that the wine is not good, but Jiang Mu can’t help but remember the familiar taste.

Not long after, the wine and meat were all gone. Jiang Mu rubbed his hands, reached out, and took out an antique box from the gray and white vortex. This was the letter he had stored in time. It is still the same as when it was stored, without any change.

He opened the lid, and seven letters lay neatly in one of them.

The signatures were written on them, Jiang Xiaohei, Hua Jiao, Jiang Fuli, Yang Zheng, Yu Lin, Fan Wei, and then Sun Ruo.

There are seven names, but only six letters, because Yu Lin and Fan Wei wrote one letter together, and that letter has their signatures.

“Xiao Hei, I thought of you while eating barbecue, so let me see what you left for me.”

Jiang Mu opened and closed his right hand, and there was a letter in his hand. The box was closed and flew back to time automatically.

“Jiang Xiao Hei.”

There were three big characters on the envelope.

This is the name Jiang Mu gave to Xiao Hei. I remember that it was just an ordinary white puppy at first, and later it gradually became a famous beast under Hua Jiao’s training.

Although it regards itself as Jiang Mu’s mount, Jiang Mu actually rarely rides it. As the saying goes, riding a dog will tear your pants…

“The future is still long, I can only read this one…”

Jiang Mu muttered to himself.

With anticipation, he slowly opened the envelope.

He opened most of it, but never saw any words. It was not until he opened it completely that Jiang Mu found a line of small words.

“I’ll be your master’s dog in my next life!”————Jiang Xiaohei

The breeze blew the thin letter paper, and Jiang Mu laughed dumbly.

(I’ve written a sequel, can you give me a gift~)