Seeking Death for Ten Thousand Years, the Sect Leader Asks Me to Emerge

Jiang Ming has lived for a staggering twelve thousand years. Even his master, senior brothers, and sisters have all ascended—yet he remains lying in his own grave pit, quietly waiting for death.<...

Chapter 366: Cultivation Begins with Self-cultivation

Chapter 366: Cultivation Begins with Self-cultivation

In the courtyard, the brother and sister were discussing something.

Compared to the previous situation, they seem to have accepted the current outcome.

Therefore, Zhong Qiang did not try to keep her, and he even knew why Zhong Ling was in such a hurry.

It takes one year to reach the Mahayana stage. Every minute and every second is extremely precious. If you waste a little time, you will be one step closer to death! Soon, the two of them walked out.

Zhong Qiang looked at Jiang Ming and said, "Although it may sound childish to say this, senior, please take good care of my sister."

Jiang Ming didn't say anything.

Since they chose this path, there was no way they could take care of him. He only provided the cultivation method, and everything else depended on Zhong Ling's luck.

It can be said that Zhong Ling is racing against time, and the final outcome is not something he can decide.

Seeing that Jiang Ming didn't say anything, Zhong Qiang didn't think much about it.

Among the people he knew, Jiang Ming was already the most talkative senior, not to mention that what he just said did seem a bit childish.

At this time, Zhong Ling slowly came to Jiang Ming's side, bowed slightly and nodded towards Jiang Ming.

"In that case, we'll leave first. I'll come over before the ruins open. It won't take long." Jiang Ming said calmly.

"Yeah." Zhong Qiang nodded.

In his mind now, the matter of the ruins has long been forgotten.

He hoped that his sister would be safe and sound. In this case, even if he had to give up his lifelong cultivation, it would not matter.

After saying that, Jiang Ming waved his hand casually, and a flying sword whizzed out from the storage bag, dragging Zhong Ling with it and flying towards the sky together.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Qiang smacked his lips slightly.

Is that... a sword cultivator? In Qinghe Continent, sword cultivators are few and far between, not to mention powerful sword cultivators, who can be counted on one hand!

He had thought about how powerful Jiang Ming was, but he never thought that Jiang Ming was actually a sword cultivator! "Sister..." Zhong Qiang said with emotion.

With Jiang Ming around, Zhong Ling will never be bullied.

But this year, he never saw his sister again. In fact, he would never see her again in the future.

He wanted to look at Zhong Ling's figure and remember this last scene firmly in his mind. He didn't want to be disappointed even if it was just a thought.

Yanxu Hall.

Jun Yi and others in the lobby looked a little solemn.

In the past few days, they have been following Jiang Ming to see what Jiang Ming has done.

There was nothing wrong with it before, and they even thought at one point that Jiang Ming was a charlatan, until they saw that scene just now.

Flying on the sword!

For them, flying with a sword was not a rare thing, but flying with a sword meant that Jiang Ming was a sword cultivator! At present, they had never seen a powerful sword cultivator!

"Do you think Jiang Ming is really a strong man in the fusion stage?" The second elder broke the atmosphere and asked.

“Even if he is not a sword cultivator in the Fusion Stage or the Spirit Transformation Stage, how many people do you think can stop him?” Jun Yi said in a deep voice.

yes.

If there is only one person who can challenge the fusion stage, it is the sword cultivator.

Moreover, sword cultivators have eccentric personalities, like to be alone and unrestrained, which is indeed very suitable for the identity of a casual cultivator.

“It seems that we should be able to compete with others in the ruins this time.” The elder said, stroking his beard with a smile.

"Well, and this person is not greedy for fame and fortune. If we can get along well with him, he will be a great help to us. But, who is the girl that Jiang Ming took away?" Jun Yi asked.

"I know this. She is the sister of outer disciple Zhong Qiang. Zhong Qiang brought his sister to me for treatment. However, the little girl's condition was quite strange, so I have some impression of her." said the second elder.

"Oh? Could it be that Jiang Ming wants to take her to get treatment?" Jun Yi was a little surprised.

"I don't think she's that kind." The second elder said, "The girl's illness is very difficult to treat. In addition, she has no spiritual roots. Even if a great master of the Mahayana stage came, there would probably be no way to cure such an illness."

Hearing this, Jun Yi nodded.

In this way, he didn't know why Jiang Ming took Zhong Ling away.

But this is not important, the most important thing is the ruins this time.

After seeing Jiang Ming's identity as a swordsman, they felt a little reassured.

Next, they just have to wait for the day when the ruins are opened.

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Youlun Peak.

It was noon and the sun was shining brightly outside, but on Youlun Peak, the sky was blocked out by snow and wind, obscuring the four seasons.

When Jiang Ming brought Zhong Ling here, Zhong Ling was already shivering with cold.

She was already in a weak constitution, and this environment without any sunlight would undoubtedly be extremely fatal.

At this time, Jiang Ming casually handed her a pill.

After Zhong Ling took it, she felt some warmth around her body. But the coldness on her body surface still pricked her skin like a silver needle.

"Before you practice, let me tell you why you want to practice here."

As he spoke, Jiang Ming sat cross-legged on the spot and said calmly: "Your physique is not originally suitable for cultivation, but there is a Yin spirit in your body. That Yin spirit was once considered a genius. It has merged with you and undoubtedly passed on its cultivation talent to you."

"But you can't fully master it now. Fortunately, Yin spirits prefer extremely cold places. Practicing ice or dark attribute skills can not only quickly improve your strength, but also slightly relieve your physical pain."

"At the same time, of these two attributes, I recommend the ice attribute the most. First, it is easy to find an environment to practice ice attributes. Second, once you practice dark attribute techniques, it may make the Yin spirit in your body determined in advance. So do you understand why I brought you here?"

Zhong Ling nodded.

She knew from childhood that she had no talent for cultivation, but she did not expect that because of the Yin spirit in her body, she turned a disaster into a blessing and got the opportunity to cultivate.

But this opportunity to practice only lasts for one year.

And for her, either the Yin spirit replaces her, or she replaces the Yin spirit!

"Then how should I practice?" Zhong Ling asked.

"Don't worry. You have never practiced before, so your body still needs to be tempered. You can understand it as, if you want to forge the best sword, you need to spend more time on the sword blank."

Jiang Ming said: "So what you need now is to temper your body in this icy and snowy place with your mortal body until it reaches a level that I approve of."

After that, Jiang Ming took out ten bottles of pills from his storage bag.

"These ten bottles of medicine can protect you from frostbite and make you feel full. But you will still feel the excruciating pain, and you may even die from it." Jiang Ming asked, "So, have you thought it through?"

"Of course." Zhong Ling smiled gently.

Then, he placed ten bottles of pills on his legs and steadied himself, enduring the cold wind that was as sharp as a knife in the ice and snow.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Ming's eyes were slightly moved.

"This character of perseverance is really similar to her." Jiang Ming murmured in a low voice.

But whether he can persevere to the end depends on Zhong Ling's luck.

(End of this chapter)