In the quiet room of practice, Meng Nan opened his eyes.

This time there is no one around, and it is particularly deserted.

“What year is it now?”

Meng Nan lowered his head and saw that his hair was gray and his hands were withered. He immediately called out the information panel-

Name: Meng Nan

Lifespan: 0/8

Camp: Qingtianfang City

Cultivation: Visceralization of fetal breath

Internal interest: 90

Root bone: 1

Practice: The fifth level of "Lei Zhao Sutra"

Skills: Wandering Step (Proficient), Songfeng Sword Technique (Proficient), Blood Arrow Secret Technique (Proficient))

Skills: None

Death log: available for viewing

...

【Death Log】—

【Name: Meng Nan】

【At the age: 82 years old】

[Cause of death: life span, death without illness]

[Cultivation before death: True Qi period to cleanse the body state]

【Backtrack: Two months】

...

"I actually lived to be 82 years old in this life?"

Meng Nan looked at the [Death Log] and was surprised.

He died at the age of thirty in the first two lives, which almost made him think that he should have a disaster when he was thirty.

It seems that's not the case now.

Wouldn't you live to the age of 82 in this life?

Moreover, the cultivation level has reached the True Qi stage and the Body Washing Realm. This is already the second stage of the True Qi stage. One more step is the True Yuan stage.

"Eighty-two years old."

"True qi washes the body."

"The harvest in this life must be quite big!"

Meng Nan had a premonition.

But the first thing now is to figure out what external environment is.

He could see clearly that on the ‘Information Panel’, the original ‘Camp’ column was ‘Chashan Tianlin Cave’, but now it has become ‘Qingtian Fangshi’.

A lot of things may have happened in this Jiazi.

“Go out and have a look.”

Meng Nan stood up and pushed the door out.

...

Qingtian Mountain, Qingtian Fang City.

Qian Yu, Chen De, Wang An and Chu Zhongliang gathered together, and Zhao Xiaoshuang was also present.

Time flies.

After a long time, both Qian Yu and Zhao Xiaoshuang have gradually grown old—

Wrinkles become darker.

Hair turns white.

Even his eyes became slightly cloudy, no longer clear and transparent when he was young.

This is the trace of time.

Qian Yu looked at Zhao Xiaoshuang, his voice slightly hoarse: "How confident are you to impact the true energy after Junior Brother Meng's retreat this time?"

"Not sure."

Although Zhao Xiaoshuang is over 80 years old and looks old, her waist and back are still straight, her sword is always on hand, and her body is still sharp and sharp.

Aside.

Wang An sighed: "Master has been practicing for many years and has forced himself to pass the pass several times, leaving behind many hidden injuries, and his life span has been reduced. If you cannot break through this time--"

He knew that it would be difficult for his master Meng Nan to break through this time.

When the true qi reaches the true essence, you must have enough spirit to make a breakthrough in one fell swoop. The older you are, the more difficult it is to make a breakthrough.

Master is exhausted and the lamp is gone, and there is no hope.

Wang An felt sad.

He has been following his master since he was a child and has received his teachings. He has made rapid progress - he will be promoted to the internal Qi stage at less than seventeen years old and to the true Qi stage at twenty years old.

Then he was sent to Tianlin Cave to practice and was expected to be promoted to the True Yuan period before the age of 40.

Later, there was a change.

Tianlin Cave changed owners.

Wang An followed his master and his group to leave Tianlin Cave and settled at Qingtian Mountain 50,000 miles away. From brick to tile, he gradually built a small-scale market.

In a blink of an eye.

It is actually the moment of separation from life and death.

"True Qi."

"True Yuan."

"After all, it's still a mortal, it's hard to resist destiny!"

Wang An sighed.

The atmosphere in the hall is not high.

In the end, Zhao Xiaoshuang spoke first, and she looked at everyone: "Life and death are fate! If you don't talk about it at this time, let's talk about the serious business. Next month, the third spiritual field in the market can be cultivated. This part is planned to be used to cultivate spiritual medicine. But some time ago, I happened to receive a batch of seeds of 'yellow bud rice'. I was wondering if I could change the planting of this kind of spiritual rice. What do you think?"

The meeting was back on track.

...

At home.

Meng Nan walked out of the quiet room.

This is a small house with a total of about ten houses, with seven or eight servants, one by one, and they all call Meng Nandu Qi "Master".

Meng Nan just nodded and said nothing.

Look at each room.

The first thing I found was the bedroom.

The familiar layout style should be his and Zhao Xiaoshuang's residence. Looking at the decorations and utensils in the house, there are traces of Zhao Xiaoshuang's life.

This made Meng Nan breathe a sigh of relief.

Then I picked up the bronze mirror on the table and looked at it. I found that I was a little thinner than when I was young, and my hair was gray and gray, like an old man with good spirits and physical condition.

But this is before.

Now that Meng Nan comes here, he lives again after his death, and his body returns to the node where he comes in. His skin and hair are just appearances, and his inner body is still healthy.

certainly.

The cultivation level is also coming back together.

"Feal breath visualization."

"True qi washes the body."

"I don't know if I can tie it in this eight years."

Meng Nan was both happy and felt a lot of pressure.

Even if his true realm is already the small circulation of internal energy, if he needs to wash his body with true energy, there is still a large realm in the middle and several small realms.
To be continued...