Chapter 23: End of life, rejuvenation
Zhao Mu walked out of the capital.
Since then, the Jiaofang Secretary has lost one person, and everyone knows that he has never been promoted in decades.
But there is one more person in the world, an innate master who travels around the world.
All the sects in the world were curious about this innate master who had never heard of him before, but no one came to provoke him.
After all, although the martial arts of the Jin Dynasty is prosperous, in addition to the nine great masters, the innate masters are still the most powerful beings.
No one wants to provoke such a strong man without any grievance or enmity.
Therefore, Zhao Muyun's journey around the world went smoothly and he got to know the customs and customs of various places.
Three years later, Zhao Muyun traveled to the grasslands of northern Xinjiang.
This used to be the northern border of the Jin Dynasty. After crossing the northern grassland, it was the border of Beimang Kingdom.
But now that the war between the Jin Dynasty and the Beimang Kingdom is over, the Beimang Kingdom has been destroyed, leaving only a few stragglers who are not afraid.
And the so-called border naturally no longer exists.
Zhao Mu stood on the grassland of Northern Xinjiang and looked at a mighty army in the distance.
That was the Shenwei Army under the command of General Shenwei Zhanxiong. Now that the Beimang Kingdom was destroyed, they also began to return to the country.
Even though they were far apart, Zhao Mu could still sense a special aura in the Divine Power Army.
It was the aura of a master in the master realm, full of oppression of the weak. He must be a warrior.
"With tyrannical strength and overwhelming power, this warrior can be considered a hero of his generation, but I don't know how long he can maintain this kind of glory?"
Zhao Mu shook his head, turned and left.
As we walked forward, suddenly there were howls and screams from the valley next to us.
He frowned slightly and rushed into the valley.
In the huge valley, a caravan was attacked by wolves.
At this time, almost all the people in the caravan were dead and injured, except for a little girl of seven or eight years old, hiding under the carriage and crying in fear.
Wild wolves gathered one after another, obviously not prepared to let go of this tender piece of delicious food.
“Get away from me, you evil beasts!”
Zhao Mu shouted angrily, and the powerful aura of the innate warrior erupted like a mountain torrent, directly knocking away several wild wolves near the carriage.
At the same time, he touched his waist with his right hand, and the water chanting sword shot out a cold light and crashed into the wolves.
"Woooo..."
The painful wolf howls came one after another.
Zhao Mu's sword energy was powerful, killing the wolves with heavy casualties, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.
Normally, the smell of blood would only arouse the ferocity of the wolves.
But at this moment, Zhao Mu's astonishing momentum and ruthless killing methods shocked the wolves.
After a while, after leaving nearly a hundred corpses behind, the wolves finally fled in panic, not daring to stay any longer.
Zhao Mu put away the water chanting sword and took out the little girl from under the carriage.
"Don't be afraid, as long as grandpa is here, those wild wolves will never dare to come back again."
Zhao Mu comforted the little girl softly: "Can you tell grandpa what your name is?"
"My name is Zhou Yue, my parents..."
The little girl came back to her senses, looked at the corpses of the caravan around her, and burst into tears.
Having witnessed his parents die in front of him at a young age, this child may have a deep shadow in his heart for the rest of his life.
The girl cried for a long time and finally fell asleep in Zhao Mu's arms from exhaustion.
"Huh?"
Zhao Mu was about to put the girl on the carriage when he suddenly discovered that the child had strange bones and was actually a rare martial arts prodigy.
He inspected it carefully and even circulated his energy into the girl's body, carefully inspecting it.
It is even more certain that this little girl's cultivation talent is higher than that of Hua Xinzi, and may even be comparable to that warrior.
"Tsk, tsk, I actually met a martial arts prodigy. Unfortunately, I have no plans to accept a disciple now. Where should I send her?"
Zhao Mu was hesitating.
Suddenly a voice came: "Old gentleman, I have always wanted to find an apprentice. Since the old gentleman is not ready to accept an apprentice, why not give her to me?"
"Um?"
Zhao Mu turned around suddenly and found a middle-aged man wearing a general's armor standing outside the valley.
The aura exuding from the other party was quite powerful, and it was obvious that he had entered the master realm.
The grandmaster who appeared on the border of northern Xinjiang was still wearing a general's armor. Coupled with his age, his identity was self-evident.
"It turns out to be General Shenwei. I'm so polite."
Zhao Mu handed over his hand.
"You're welcome, sir."
Zhan Xiong replied: "I wonder what the old gentleman thinks of the proposal I just made?"
"Haha, this girl is naturally lucky to have a master as her disciple. How could I refuse?"
Zhao Mu pondered for a moment and said: "But today's incident may have a great impact on the little girl's heart. I hope General Shenwei will provide more guidance in this regard in the future."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhan, for reminding me. Zhan will not let her dwell in the past."
Zhan Xiong nodded seriously, obviously attaching great importance to this new apprentice.
"Okay, I'll leave the little girl to the general. I'll take my leave."
Zhao Mu stood up and quickly left the valley.
Zhan Xiong came to the carriage and picked up the little girl, looking at the direction Zhao Mu left: "Looking at the appearance and characteristics of this old gentleman, he should be the innate master who travels around the world in rumors."
"Looking at his ability to fight against the wolves just now, his strength should be considered to be the best under the Grandmaster. If he is given another ten or twenty years, he will definitely be able to surpass the Grandmaster."
"But it's a pity that he is still too old after all. As a person who is approaching the end of his life, all hope of breakthrough has been cut off."
Zhan Xiong shook his head and stopped thinking about Zhao Mu.
And Zhao Mu, who said goodbye to the war hero, began to travel around the world again.
This time he was no longer limited to the Jin Dynasty, but spent several years traveling throughout the Great Jinlun Kingdom, the Five Poison Sect in Southern Xinjiang, and the former Beimang Kingdom.
It was not until nearly ten years later that Zhao Mu returned to the Jin Dynasty and lived in seclusion in a remote valley, no longer in contact with any outsiders.
This year is the thirty-sixth year of Xinchu.
Zhao Mu is seventy-three years old, the fifty-first year since time travel.
And today, he finally reached the end of his life and was about to start a new life.
In a secluded valley, a small wooden house stands alone.
Various poisons were sprinkled around the wooden house to prevent any outsiders or wild animals from approaching.
Zhao Mu was lying on the bed in the wooden house, closing his eyes and waiting for the rejuvenation to begin.
His breathing became weaker and weaker, and all functions of his body gradually stagnated, like a person who was about to die.
At a certain moment, time seemed to stand still.
Zhao Mu's consciousness fell into the sea of consciousness involuntarily.
I saw a green lotus with 360 petals floating quietly in the vast space of the sea of consciousness.
Suddenly one of the petals fell and turned into a majestic life force rushing out of the sea of consciousness.
That huge vitality washed away every inch of Zhao Mu's flesh and blood.
New sprouts sprout from dead wood!
Gray hair makes you young again!
Zhao Mu stood up suddenly and rushed to the bronze mirror.
In the bronze mirror, the white-haired old man had disappeared and was replaced by a young man in his early twenties.
It was as strange as a world away, making him feel incredible.
He circulated his energy and checked his condition.
I found that in addition to my body becoming younger, my cultivation was still in the innate realm, and the first three gates of the "Six Paths of Heaven" were still open.
Obviously, the fruits of reincarnation can be rejuvenated and the fruits of practice in each life can be retained.
This was exactly the same as his previous guess.
"Very good, then I can become stronger and stronger from life to life."
Zhao Mu smiled with satisfaction.
