The words fell.

A beautiful figure appeared in front of Jiang Yun.

The newcomer was none other than Jiang Ruoshui, the second Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Jiang family.

"You're not afraid of death, and you even dare to call me 'sister'."

Jiang Ruoshui moved gracefully to Jiang Yun and sat down in front of him, taking out a pot of immortal wine from her storage bag and placing it on the table.

Her appearance has not aged; she remains as beautiful as a flower.

This contrasts sharply with Jiang Yun's aged face.

"I'm old, I'm not afraid of death."

Jiang Yun glanced at the immortal wine that Jiang Ruoshui had brought and was somewhat surprised.

Today is my 100th birthday, could it be that she came to wish me a happy birthday?

"I just happened to be passing by, so I thought I'd drop by to see an old friend."

Jiang Ruoshui seemed to have guessed what Jiang Yun was thinking, and said this.

She opened the fairy wine, poured herself a cup, and drank it by herself.

"Excellent wine!"

Smelling the aroma of the wine, Jiang Yun didn't stand on ceremony and reached for the wine jar to pour himself a cup.

The two were drinking under the moonlight.

No one spoke again.

A short while later.

Jiang Ruoshui suddenly flashed away and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, an aged voice came from outside the door, "Nephew, are you home?"

"exist."

Jiang Yun got up and opened the door to greet him.

The person who arrived was Jiang Anyong.

He brought fine wine to celebrate Jiang Yun's birthday.

Nine years ago, when he turned 100, Jiang Yun visited him.

Today, Jiang Anyong came specially to celebrate Jiang Yun's birthday.

Jiang Anyong walked into the courtyard, sniffed, and looked completely captivated.

"My dear nephew, no wonder you didn't invite me to your 100th birthday celebration. Turns out you were secretly enjoying some divine wine here all by yourself!"

Jiang Yun did not explain.

This celestial wine was sent by Jiang Ruoshui.

And just moments before, he had been drinking with Jiang Ruoshui.

If we told Jiang Anyong, he would be terrified.

"This jar of immortal wine is worth at least five hundred spirit stones. My dear nephew, you are truly generous."

As Jiang Anyong spoke, he walked to the table and sat down.

Just as he was about to pick up the glass to pour himself a drink, Jiang Yun quickly stopped him.

Because the cup in front of him had just been used by Jiang Ruoshui.

Jiang Yun quickly changed his cup and personally poured him the immortal wine.

"Why be so particular about a centenarian!"

Jiang Anyong was already bewitched by the immortal brew and was not surprised by Jiang Yun's actions.

He eagerly finished a cup of the celestial wine, praising it highly, "Nephew, those five hundred spirit stones were well spent!"

"Drink more, I knew you were coming, so I prepared this especially for you."

Jiang Yun poured wine for Jiang Anyong and filled his cup to the brim.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Anyong was already drunk after just a few drinks.

"The wine that Foundation Establishment cultivators drink is indeed different."

Jiang Yun also felt a little confused.

He took Jiang Anyong home before he could rest.

Day two.

As usual, Jiang Yun went to the market to keep watch.

He is exactly one hundred years old this year.

In ten years, the position of Elder of the Market Guard Hall will be handed over to someone else.

The high-grade magic robe he was wearing also had to be returned to the family.

Ten years later.

Jiang Yun is 110 years old.

He stepped down from his position as the elder of the market guard and officially retired.

After retiring, Jiang Yun began to enjoy a leisurely life.

Every now and then, I would take my fishing rod and go fishing at Qixia Lake.

However, Jiang Anyong passed away seven years ago.

No one went fishing with him.

……

Spring passes and autumn comes.

Another decade has passed.

Jiang Yun is 120 years old.

Lifespan has reached the limit of the Qi Refining stage.

"This life should come to an end."

"He actually lived to be 120 years old."

Jiang Yun was somewhat surprised.

I never imagined I would live to the full lifespan of the Qi Refining stage.

One year, two years...

Jiang Yun realized something was wrong!

How am I still alive?

That year, Jiang Yun was 122 years old.

But he had not yet died of old age.

the following year.

Jiang Yun is 123 years old.

That year, the Jiang family received another piece of bad news.

This bad news is unlike any other.

The entire clan was deeply saddened.

Because the ancestor of the Jiang family, Jiang Shun, passed away at the age of 238.

After the patriarch passed away, Jiang Ruoshui began to oversee the family affairs.

"Did I outlive our ancestor?"

Jiang Yun was dumbfounded.

He thought he would die before his ancestor in this life.

I never expected that our ancestor would pass away.

He is now the oldest cultivator in the Jiang family of Qixia Lake.

It can be called the ancestor level.

This day.

When the ancestor Jiang Shun was laid to rest, all members of the Jiang family came to pay their respects.

Jiang Yun naturally wanted to go as well.

After the burial ceremony, Jiang Yun hurried home with faltering steps.

During the journey, Jiang Ruoshui landed in front of him.

"Jiang Yun, how come you're still alive?"

Jiang Ruoshui frowned and looked at Jiang Yun suspiciously.

"I was wondering the same thing!"

Jiang Yun said, "I also hope to die soon so that I can start my next life."

"Don't worry, you'll die." Jiang Ruoshui's lips twitched, and she said expressionlessly, "I'll collect your corpse then."

"Then thank you very much, Sister Ruoshui."

In this life, Jiang Yun remains childless.

He died alone.

If someone were to collect the body, I would be more than happy to do so!

Four years later.

Jiang Yun is 127 years old.

On this day, Jiang Yun once again felt that his life was about to end.

It felt similar to my first life; I couldn't even open my eyes.

"This life has come to an end."

Jiang Yun's consciousness faded away, ultimately returning to nothingness.

After his death, Jiang Ruoshui appeared before his body and took care of his burial.

"Sigh, they're all gone."

Jiang Ruoshui gazed at the newly erected grave and sighed softly.

at the same time.

In chaos.

Jiang Yun regained consciousness.

The Book of a Hundred Generations quietly appeared.

Lines of golden text appeared on the pages.

[The Book of a Hundred Lifetimes: The Third Lifetime]

[World: The Immortal Cultivation World]

[Host: Jiang Yun]

[Died at age 127]

[Spiritual Roots: Three Spiritual Roots]

[Realm Level: Perfected Qi Refining]

[Skill Level: Mid-Rank First-Tier Alchemist]

[Techniques: Golden Wood Azure Essence Technique, Golden Light Technique, Separating Fire Earth Essence Technique, Cold Profound Refining Qi Technique]

[Talent: Strong and robust]

[Supernatural Powers: None]

[Secret Technique: Concealment]

[Spells: Golden Light Spell, Fire Dragon Spell, Wooden Prison Spell]

Jiang Yun stared at the golden text, his gaze settling on the [Talent] section.

"He's strong and healthy; no wonder he lived to be 127 years old in this life."

This talent, during the Qi Refining stage, extended Jiang Yun's maximum lifespan by seven years.

Therefore, he died at the age of 127.

"In that case, would the maximum lifespan of the Foundation Establishment stage also be longer?"

Jiang Yun pondered.

Waiting for the Book of a Hundred Generations to turn to its fourth page.

In order to acquire talents, supernatural powers, or secret arts.

"I wonder what the evaluation will be for this life."

In the blink of an eye, the Book of a Hundred Generations turns to the next page.

[The Third Incarnation Ends]

Rating: Medium

[Achieved Talent: Innate Dan Vein]

"What a pity."

"If one achieves Foundation Establishment, one will surely receive a top-notch evaluation."

"I'm just a little short of becoming a first-grade high-level alchemist."

This lifetime.

Jiang Yun can be said to have just missed the Foundation Establishment stage.

If the opportunity of obtaining that Foundation Establishment Pill were to fall into his lap...

Perhaps he will be able to successfully establish his foundation.

Let's continue in the next life.

"However, the next life will be in the world of gods and demons cultivating immortality."

Jiang Yun's heart sank as he thought of the world of gods and monsters.

I still remember when the second life had just begun.

He was then burned alive and died within a quarter of an hour.

That world is far too dangerous.

"The Book of a Hundred Lifetimes, in my fourth life, grant me a good rebirth!"

The words fell.

The Book of a Hundred Generations trembled violently.

Jiang Yun's true spirit fell into it.

The fourth generation begins.

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