Li Mengjie said with a longing look on her face: "Then when can I reach that level?" Yun Zhongxian shook his head and said: "You can't say for sure. With your qualifications and understanding, it may only take a few hundred years to achieve it.
." Li Mengjie was stunned and said: "Hundreds of years?" Yun Zhongxian chuckled: "What? Do you think hundreds of years are very long? For cultivators, not to mention hundreds of years, thousands of years are just a blink of an eye.
Kung Fu. In the eyes of cultivators, there is no concept of time." Li Mengjie asked: "How many years have you lived?" Yun Zhongxian stroked his beard and said: "I can't remember the exact time, but it shouldn't be.
Less than two thousand years old."
Li Mengjie's eyes widened and she asked in surprise: "Two thousand years?" Yun Zhongxian nodded and said: "Little girl, as long as you practice hard, once you ascend to the immortal world, you will live for more than two thousand years, even for twenty thousand years.
No problem." Li Mengjie shook her head slightly and said: "I think life is not about longevity, but about happiness. If there is no one to accompany you and you are alone every day, what is the meaning of having such a long life? It is better to die happily.
.”
Hearing this, a stern look suddenly flashed in Yun Zhongxian's eyes, and he scolded: "That's nonsense. Since you are a cultivator, you should abandon the worldly mind and not be shackled by worldly thoughts. If you don't even have this
If you can't do it at all, then you might as well give up." After saying this, he took a deep breath, his face gradually returned to gentleness and said: "Okay, stop thinking about it, just do as I ask. You just need to remember
Just wait and see what the purpose of your cultivation is. Do you understand?"
Li Mengjie nodded slowly. Although Yun Zhongxian's attitude just now suddenly frightened her, she decided to continue to persevere for the sake of Leng Xuan and Ling Xuejiu. After waking up from her sleep, Li Mengjie sat cross-legged on the bed,
A night of practice began.
The next morning, Li Mengjie, who was still practicing, suddenly heard a slight noise coming from outside the bedroom. Since practicing the Secret of Immortality, her hearing has become sharper. She slowly opened her eyes, and then walked away.
She got out of bed, opened the bedroom door and walked out. As soon as she went out, she saw Leng Xuan and Ling Xuejiao walking in from the outside. She looked slightly surprised and said: "Didn't you go to Baiyun City? Why?
Are you back?" Leng Xuan smiled and said: "After the things over there are taken care of, I will come back naturally."
Ling Xuejiu then asked: "Xiaojie, why didn't anyone answer my call last night?" Li Mengjie was startled, thinking of Yun Zhongxian's warning, and then said: "I felt a little uncomfortable last night, so I slept relatively well.
Morning, I guess I was too deep in sleep to hear my phone ringing." Leng Xuan asked with concern: "Do you have a cold? It's cold, so you should keep warm." Li Mengjie shook her head and said, "Well, I know. I did have a cold yesterday.
, but I feel much better after a good sleep.”
Ling Xuejiu asked in confusion: "By the way, Xiaojie, it's only Friday today, why didn't you go to class?" Li Mengjie scratched her head and said with a smile: "I overslept today. Anyway, I have missed my morning class.
Go ahead." Ling Xuejiao nodded and said, "I'll go back to school with you in the afternoon."
It was already past 11 o'clock in the morning. Leng Xuan came to the kitchen, randomly found a few ingredients from the refrigerator, and then made a lunch for the two women. After finishing the meal, Ling Xuejiu tidied up and then