Chapter 234: Spanning Seventy Years (Part ) 1982 sect's buildings and facilities slowly faded under the erosion of time. Just in time for this rapidly changing scientific era, Cheng Zhen and Zhuge Yu approached Jiang Mo and proposed to rebuild the sect, move in hydropower, and obtained permission. After several months of construction, the sect was completely renovated. The old kerosene lamps were replaced with bright light tubes, the old bathrooms were demolished, and each bedroom had an independent shower room. The layout of the Sutra Repository remained largely unchanged. The third floor became Yousha's exclusive office area, and the ancient books that were once piled here were moved to the first and second floors. The fourth floor is also an observation deck, with a Qi diagram suspended in the air. There are several tea tables and seven or eight cushions placed in the room. For decades, there have been disciples on duty here almost every day. The sect receives goods from across the ocean every month, including books, food, medicine, weapons, technological products, etc. They were not transported by sea or air express, but many years ago, Jiang Mo went to Lu You's villa in New York and secretly built a teleportation array to jump between the two places. It was an extended use of "human world is within reach" to "a thousand miles in a flash", which added "objects" to the objects of transfer in addition to "people"; There is no doubt that Jiang Mo, standing on the shoulders of giants, has surpassed the old senior who explained the principles of fire escape to him in the past in the use of escape techniques. The transparent cube made by Yousha is the most suitable storage tool. In this way, at nine o'clock in the morning on the first day of every month, the teleportation array carved in the central area of ​​the second floor of the Sutra Library would refresh a transparent cube that was dropped from the other side of the ocean. Since the passing of Lu Gong and Lu Xuan, Lu You has hardly ever returned to his homeland.

He worked hard in New York all his life and, together with several partners, built a huge business empire. His wealth was ranked in the upper middle level even in the most prosperous financial regions. Even though he was in his eighties or nineties, he still loved reading and was on the front line, busy studying the company's cutting-edge biotechnology business. He was getting older and older, and his friends and relatives who had accompanied him passed away one after another. He remained unmarried throughout his life, but his later years were not miserable. He had countless wealth and was well taken care of by servants. Time flies. In the winter of 1984, Lu You closed his eyes forever in front of the fireplace in the villa. That night. When Lu Jin learned the news, he went to the United States as soon as possible through the magic circle inside the gate and saw the body of his third uncle. The old man had arranged his funeral long before, and most of the property in his account was transferred during his lifetime to support the development of the motherland. Even though he has spent most of his life here, he always considers himself a descendant of Yan and Huang, but he is used to the life here and to being alone. Of the remaining 15% of the assets, Lu You left 10% to the Lu family in return for their upbringing in this life. It was an astonishingly large sum, many times more than the Lu family's income from business in the past half century. The final 5% was given to several students who inherited his business. They would be responsible for the company's research and maintaining relations with Trinity. The following year, two of the older generation of uncles in the sect, Jingyao and Dongshan, passed away due to old age. Among Jiang Mo's fellow disciples of the same generation, only Si Chong is left. As the head of the sect, forty-two years was a long time. At the summer solstice, he passed the throne to Cheng Zhen. More than a dozen disciples and two guardians witnessed it. A few years later, a guest came and invited the new generation of disciples to serve the country and deal with some special supernatural events. Si Chong's two disciples Yu Huai and Xian Shu, as well as Shui Yun's disciple Lin Qi, all expressed their willingness to follow each other down the mountain. For nearly half a century, the Trinity Sect rarely showed its reputation, and fewer and fewer people came to become disciples. However, occasionally there were children who passed the test of the Illusionary Heart Forest. In the early 26s, the number of members of the sect expanded to ; Zhuge Yu, Changqing, Shengsheng, Liqing, Yan Gu, Yunfeng, they all accepted disciples. With the influx of children, the sect has a new and lively atmosphere. 1995 years. Jiang Mo gave Yousha and Wei'er a five-year vacation, and stipulated that before the year 2000, whether they were willing to return to the sect was entirely up to them. At the same time, his cultivation reached a bottleneck.

With Cheng Zhen and Si Chong watching over him inside the door, Jiang Mo felt relieved. One quiet night, he left a letter, not wanting to say goodbye in person, and went down the mountain to travel in search of opportunities. Facing the moonlight all over the mountain, Jiang Mo walked down the stone steps. After a moment, brisk footsteps gradually caught up, and a cold voice came from the side. "Where?" Yousha was still awake. She noticed Jiang Mo's whereabouts from the window on the third floor and followed him out of curiosity. "Wander around." "Find something." After fifty years of living together day and night and having talked countless times, the two of them had a very subtle relationship. They were not friends, not partners, and certainly not relatives, but they had gradually become accustomed to each other's presence. "Together?" Perhaps it was because the moonlight was too beautiful. Looking at the frosty-haired young man in black clothes in front of her, Yousha suddenly changed her mind and decided to go with him to tour the beautiful mountains and rivers of this ancient country. ".also." Jiang Mo did not refuse, and the two of them walked together. The faint voice gradually disappeared into the mountains and forests as their figures went away. "What are you looking for?" "The bitter sea is heavy with water, while the daytime sun purifies with fire." "For cultivation? From what I can tell, your current state is extremely unstable, like a ball of energy that could explode at any moment. If you continue to evolve, it will be very dangerous." Jiang Mo did not take Yousha's warning seriously, but just smiled faintly: "The road is made by people. If I look ahead and behind, I might as well live forever and be a worry-free termite." "I have crossed nearly a quarter of the vast sea of ​​suffering in the Threefold Rebirth. I don't know if anyone before me has come here, but I have an obligation to go further, for myself and for my disciples." "If I encounter difficulties in my practice, maybe I can pass on my experience to them in the future so that they can avoid taking detours." "." Yousha was silent after hearing these words. She had no response, but she also knew that this was the path Jiang Mo insisted on choosing. Even though he had now surpassed the individual limits that humans could understand, he still wanted to go on, expressionless, and consistent. From that day on, Yousha, as an assistant, recorded the changes in energy values ​​of various aspects of Jiang Mo's body every day. They traveled to famous mountains and rivers, followed the ancient books and legends, went to the deep mountains and old forests, and searched for the remains of ancient civilizations. Wasteland, desert, glacier, volcano, rain forest, almost all the magnificent scenery in the world, were presented one by one during their journey. During this period, in order to avoid the worries of his fellow disciples, Jiang Mo would send a letter back to the sect every three months to communicate with his senior brothers and other disciples. In this vast continent, Jiang Mo's cultivation is like that of a walking god. No mountain monsters or dangerous terrain can stop his exploration. God did not let us down. In 1998, deep inland, there was a lake that was shrouded in fog all year round. Jiang Mo found the colorless and tasteless "bitter sea heavy water". After hundreds of years of gestation, the lake with a storage capacity of hundreds of millions of tons of water was reduced to a pool of bitter sea heavy water the size of a fist. After swallowing it into his body, Jiang Mo's body began to show dense white cracks. The majestic Qi light burst out like fairy light, and at the bottom of the lake nearly 200 meters deep, it penetrated the thick black lake water and stirred the clouds. Yousha, who was closest to her, was nearly burned, and the magic barrier she had temporarily built was almost melted.

"Are you okay?!" Yousha asked anxiously. In her sight, Jiang Mo was like a collapsed porcelain doll, with scars on his body oozing with silver blood, as if he were another species. "without" Jiang Mo felt the shattered body and let out a long sigh, signaling Yousha not to pay any attention to it, as he knew what to do. "Give me a while." As soon as he finished speaking, before Yousha could react, sticky black substance flowed out of Jiang Mo's body frantically, forming a giant black egg in an instant, wrapping him up. There was no breathing, no heartbeat, everything fell into silence. Under the dim lake, Jiang Mo seemed to have fallen into a long sleep. Yousha's face showed horror. She checked several times and found that there was no sign of life in the black egg or inside it. A week. Half a month. two months. Half a year. The long and anxious wait made Yousha uneasy. She couldn't be sure of the specific situation inside the black egg. Even if she didn't want to believe that Jiang Mo was dead, she couldn't find any evidence to prove that he was still alive. In the blink of an eye, a year passed. Late one night, a terrifying wave swept across the entire lake, and Yousha was awakened from her sleep. What came into view was the shattering of the black egg, the bright rays of light, and a tall figure walking out. Jiang Mo felt like he was reborn, becoming unprecedentedly powerful, with the four ultimate Qi elements melted into his body, the only thing missing was the final Daytime Sun Pure Fire. "You're alright?" "." Yousha was stunned, and immediately smiled with relief: "I thought you were dead, so I was guarding your grave. I was planning to dig up your body and refine it into a skeleton when you were no longer moving." "How long has it been?" Jiang Mo was sealed by the black egg and practiced without distraction. He had no idea of ​​the passage of time. "One year and seven days." Yousha reported truthfully. She noticed that Jiang Mo's body, which had been extremely unstable before, was now extremely calm. "Has it been so long?" After four quarters, Jiang Mo engraved a letter with Qi and sent it directly back to the gate across the vast void. Then, he looked at Yousha and said, "Forgive me for wasting so much of your time." "It's okay. If it's convenient, can you show me your blood?"

"Your current state is a complete change compared to before. I want to make sure whether you have taken the wrong path in your evolution." Yousha's long-lost memories emerged from the bottom of her heart again. The feeling that Jiang Mo gave her was exactly the same as when they first met. He was powerful and flawless, like the embodiment of order. Later, as the number of retreats increased, Jiang Mo became more and more powerful every time they met. However, this power brought Yousha a kind of fear as if she was tied to a time bomb, fearing that if she was not careful, the energy in the other person's body would get out of control. "can." Jiang Mo did not refuse her request. As his mind moved, the flesh on the palm of his right hand split open, revealing a flawless red blood, and the original silver color disappeared completely. "." Yousha leaned in to observe, and found the vitality contained in the red blood to be amazing and perfect. "You won the bet." “You are on the right track” This was the evaluation given by Yousha, and her words were mixed with sincere admiration. "You are already amazing to have achieved this. As for the last Fire Qi Ultimate Item, have you thought it through?" "Do you want to continue?" The scene of Jiang Mo swallowing the bitter sea heavy water a year ago is still vivid in her mind. Yousha is worried that his next evolution will be out of control and he will explode and die. (End of this chapter)