I woke Yue Qing from her daze.
Then he said, "Nothing in this world is permanent. Not to mention dynasties, even Immortals cannot withstand the erosion of time."
"In ancient times, there was a great tree called Chun, whose spring lasted eight thousand years and whose autumn lasted eight thousand years."
But ultimately, it is no match for time.
Yue Qing seemed to be deep in thought, and asked, "Even if one cultivates martial arts to the level of Brother Muming..."
"Even being Immortals isn't enough?"
Jiang Mu Ming shook his head and said, "Whether it's the Seventeenth Realm of the world, or any kind of Earth Immortal, God Immortal, or Celestial Immortal."
"No one can defy the passage of time."
"If you truly want to achieve this, there are only four words."
A hint of curiosity flashed in Yue Yao's eyes.
He asked, "Which four characters?"
Jiang Mu Ming stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky, and let out a long sigh.
These two words are also his greatest pursuit in this life.
Studying diligently for years, Spreading the Way Across the World.
What they're all trying to achieve is nothing more than four words: "Great Luo... Golden Immortal!"
Transcending the Three Realms, and beyond the Five Elements!
May I be impervious to all calamities!
Yue Yao and Yue Qing were immediately invigorated. These four words, though simple, seemed to possess a powerful and awe-inspiring force!
In that very instant.
They seemed to see a figure looking down from a great height in the primordial universe.
In his hands, he held the reins of life and death.
In the palm of his hand, he holds the universe.
"Do... do such people really exist in this world?" Yue Qing asked incredulously.
For her, simply Profound Spirit Realm was already beyond her comprehension of its wonders.
Not to mention experiencing the power of such a terrifying being.
Jiang Mu Ming slowly shook his head. He didn't know if such a person existed in this world.
But that doesn't stop him from moving in that direction.
"Let's get back to the main point," Jiang Mu Ming continued, "Now you should understand how fragile humans are in the face of time."
"The same applies to dynasties..."
But at that moment...
A hurried sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard.
However, it stopped outside the courtyard.
"Baili Dongjun requests an audience with you, sir!"
Jiang Mu Ming turned around and saw a figure in brocade robes standing respectfully outside the courtyard.
It was none other than Baili Dongjun, who came from the Imperial Palace.
Come in.
Jiang Mu Ming Muming was quick-witted and understood Baili Dongjun's thoughts in just a moment.
When the other person came in front of him.
He then said, "There's no need to be so reserved. Just say what you want to say."
Baili Dongjun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Knowing that the master truly did not blame her, she stood up and drew her sword against him that day.
He quickly said, "Sir, Brother Yun was ambushed on his way back to Southern Jue."
"His fate is now unknown! His whereabouts are unknown!"
"I really don't know what to do now, and I hope you can give me some guidance!"
Jiang Mu Ming looked at Baili Dongjun.
"Don't know what to do?"
He shook his head and said, "If Xiao Ruo Feng you, you probably would have gone straight to Southern Jue."
"I already knew about Ye Dingzhi's matter."
"Don't worry, Ye Dingzhi is fine. He's just recuperating in the mountains."
"However, many martial arts practitioners in the Southern Jue are currently searching for Ye Dingzhi."
Baili Dongjun was immediately alarmed.
But just as he was about to speak, Jiang Mu Ming interrupted him.
I know you're in a hurry.
"But don't rush."
Jiang Mu Ming said slowly, "Ye Dingzhi is still a long way from being discovered. You have half a month to get to Southern Jue."
"But do you really think you can save Ye Dingzhi by going to Southern Jue alone?"
"Even if you and Ye Dingzhi combined, the Southern Jue Martial Arts Old Man Tian Xuan, who ambushed Ye Dingzhi, would not be a match for him."
Upon hearing this Baili Dongjun...
They became even more anxious.
"That's exactly why I must go and save Brother Yun!"
"Even if we can't win, we have to go!"
"Yes, of course I'll go."
"When did I say I wanted you not to go to Southern Jue?"
Jiang Mu Ming smiled calmly.
He said, "But you're not the only one going; many others will be going too."
"It's time to make the name of the Eight Princes of Northern Li even more renowned."
Baili Dongjun was taken aback.
Could it be that... Mister Jiang means...?
The next day.
Tian Qi City, Xiao Ruo Feng personally came to see him off.
He cupped his hands and said, "It's a pity that Ruofeng is currently unable to get away, otherwise I really wish I could go with him on this trip to Southern Jue."