Chapter 97: Daily Life in the Sect Midnight, Chou was a pond in the back mountain, and the woods were rustling in the night wind, insects were chirping, and animals were looking for food. "boom!" With a dull thud, a huge block of bluestone weighing several tons was moved by Jiang Mo and placed on the ground. "call" Jiang Mo's third level of reverse life was not closed, and his true method was also running slowly. He was about to knock on the mysterious door standing on his path of cultivation and touch the taboo of creation. Before this, Yuan Jingui's only son was transformed by him using his true Qi method to change his life form and seal it underground. Now, what he wants to try is to evolve dead things into living things. He was unwilling to try other beasts and animals. After all, they all had souls. Once they were refined into humans and remained in the world, they would inevitably cause a lot of trouble. And he did not want to kill them with his own hands after successfully refining them. Therefore, choosing to refine dead objects is undoubtedly the best. "despair"

Jiang Mo stretched out his frosty white slender right hand and placed it completely against the surface of the green rock, feeling a hard and cold touch. "Wow——!" The next moment, Jiang Mo, who was well prepared, directly used his true method. A bright white glow appeared on his palm, which easily penetrated and decomposed the rock. "Boom!!!" In just a few seconds, the green rock shattered into gravel all over the ground, and under Jiang Mo's control, it transformed into wisps of green-gray Qi. Afterwards, this ball of rich Qi gradually changed. Under Jiang Mo's deliberate guidance, it transformed into pure natural Qi, and then into 'innate Qi'. Different from the innate Qi of humans, the innate Qi of this huge rock that has been silent in the mountains for hundreds of years is dark green. "Gurgling gurgling" Jiang Mo controlled the Qi and, comparing it to a human body, began to evolve the limbs and bones. The process went smoothly. After about half an hour, Qingyan was completely refined into the shape of a human. It has a handsome and resolute face, cold eyes, is nearly 2 meters tall, has warm skin, has the rhythm of life, and its internal organs function normally, but the depths of its brain are empty, without any soul or consciousness. "." Jiang Mo put his hand on the stone man's head. No matter how he stimulated it, it did not react. Apart from the change in shape, it was no different from before. "Wow" A bright white flame, mixed with a trace of Jiang Mo's consciousness, followed his fingertips, took root deep into the stone man's mind, and took control. Sure enough, as Jiang Mo's thoughts emerged, the stone man moved according to his various ideas and made corresponding movements, but they were a little stiff. In essence, he was controlling the stone man, similar to those puppet masters who manipulated the strings. Driven by Jiang Mo, the stone man slowly got into position, as if it really had life, and practiced its moves. "boom!" As soon as the punch was thrown, the energy spread out, causing the leaves to shake. Its punching movements were not fast, but they were flawless, and it could accurately perform various martial arts exercises based on Jiang Mo's nerve reactions.

"If a creature like this can adapt a little more, it might become a Dharmakāya?" Jiang Mo was multitasking, and the stone man's punches became more and more fluent. The innate Qi fire mixed with consciousness that he released also took root completely in the stone shell's brain. Nowadays, Jiang Mo’s real feeling is like he is controlling two bodies, and even his field of vision is becoming wider and wider. A few hours later, just before dawn, Jiang Mo finished his practice, transformed the stone man into Qingyan again, and took back the Qi fire. The next day, Jiang Mo returned to the sect and accompanied the disciples in their practice, guiding them on the route of Qi circulation and engaging them in simple combat. In the huge courtyard of the Taoist Palace, Cheng Zhen, Chang Qing, Shui Yun and other older disciples were concentrating on watching the two figures fighting in front of them. They were Si Chong and Jiang Mo. "Junior brother, my old bones are about to fall apart." "Please be gentle." Neither side had the ability to use their Qi, and Si Chong was defeated after less than thirty rounds. Jiang Mo also asked the other disciples to come forward one by one for testing. They all showed their weaknesses after about ten rounds and were captured because they could not hold out. After a day of practice, the disciples all made progress. Jiang Mo returned to his original state and became more and more free to do what he wanted. In the Trinity Gate, no matter whether he has activated the Rebirth Skill or not, he will always look the youngest. In the evening, Jiang Mo and Cheng Zhen sat together on the stone steps outside the door, looking at the setting sun in the sky, feeling relaxed and happy. "Uncle Master." "How's your practice going?" "Yes, look." Hearing the question, Cheng Zhen lowered his right hand and placed it on the stone steps between the two of them. Countless stone particles were in a state of splitting and trembling, and then suddenly healed in the next moment. "Didn't you take a break? You have dark circles under your eyes." Jiang Mo smiled with relief. Cheng Zhen's progress was faster than he expected. "Uncle Master, this disciple's Qi is full and he doesn't want to eat, and full and he doesn't want to sleep." Cheng Zhen scratched his head cheerfully, smiling as warm as the wind, "But, it is true that I practiced too fast, and I hardly took a break. I need to lay a solid foundation." "Oh? Did you make any progress the last time you went down the mountain?" Jiang Mo is quite optimistic about this nephew. He is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside. In time, he will be the best candidate to inherit the position of the sect leader. "Yes. Being trapped in a deadly situation and being made so miserable by those monsters, it would be unreasonable if I didn't learn a lesson." Although his injuries have healed, Cheng Zhen always blames himself every time he thinks of the previous battle. He said slowly: "Perhaps I have been slack in my practice before. I should be more diligent and take Master and you as my goals in the path of practice." "Okay, Uncle Master expects you to grow faster." Jiang Mo smiled calmly, and his memory was brought back to many years ago. One evening, Cheng Zhen, who was still a teenager, watched the sunset with him. In a blink of an eye, the past was gone. Cheng Zhen was already over thirty years old. Time passed too quickly. Jiang Mo has been traveling outside for twenty years, and he has been in seclusion most of the time, gradually approaching the bottleneck. When he can't bear it anymore, he comes out for a walk again, on and off, until he finally goes deep into the ice field, finds an opportunity, and breaks through to the third level. Looking back, old friends have passed away. In such a large sect, there are only two or three people who are familiar with Jiang Mo, which makes him sigh for a while. "Uncle, Brother, it's time for dinner!"

Zhuge Yu's hearty voice came from behind. Jiang Mo stood up and returned to the sect to have dinner with the many disciples. Under the bright candlelight, he looked at the faces of the disciples one after another, feeling exceptionally calm inside and cherishing the time he spent with them. This continued for several days, with Jiang Mo teaching them according to their abilities and sharing his experience in cultivation with them; During this period, there were also wealthy families and famous families from outside who, after hearing about the recent fame of the Trinity Sect, wanted to send their disciples to join the Xuanmen, but they were all politely declined by Jiang Mo. Rather than saying that he came here out of admiration for the Trinity Sect's rebirth-reversing skills and a desire to attain immortality, it would be more accurate to say that he came here with the intention of chatting. Those children are young and don’t know the pros and cons, but their parents and the families behind them all want to make friends with Jiang Mo, profit from it, and show off their power. For a business sect, the number of people is certainly important, but during these turbulent times, it is not appropriate to expand. Jiang Mo planned to let the disciples in the sect grow up first, and after they had the ability to stand on their own, he would consider expanding the scale of the Trinity Sect. (End of this chapter)