Cooperation (1)

As time passed, the chaos of the past was gradually forgotten, and Xiaoqian Mountain regained its former prosperity. Countless cultivators and mortals came here in search of new opportunities.

Half a year after Jiang Ming returned to Xiaoqian Mountain, Old Gu Zi suddenly came to say goodbye.

"Ming, I really can't continue on the path of immortal cultivation. Thank you for taking care of me all these years."

Jiang Ming patted his shoulder and did not try to stop him. He gave Old Gu Zi a bottle of spirit wine as a gift.

"Ming, what do you think the purpose of immortal cultivation is?" Old Gu Zi's white hair was a mess, and he was somewhat at a loss.

Jiang Ming was silent. He could not give the old man an answer.

The two of them chatted for a long time until the sun had started to set. Jiang Ming looked at the lonely old man who had gone down the mountain and sighed. The path of immortal cultivation was difficult.