Chapter 215 represents the Xianmen Rebellion
After class,
Jiang Ding and An Siyan carefully walked out of the classroom with their two flower pots.
A faint golden mango in a flower pot, more than a dozen wheat seedlings.
One pot is a two-color glowing wheat seedling, and there are only four plants.
This is the only remaining wheat seedling after they initially learned the Spirit Wheat Yun Spiritual Technique, under the guidance of the teacher, the hundred Spirit Wheat seeds were destroyed by spells.
The next step is to transplant it into your own dormitory.
Jiang Ding's is all-metallic, and An Siyan's is water and fire attributes, which is related to the cultivation of the "Taiyin Sun Sutra".
"Haha!"
"Dao Ye...... Eh, Sister Dao, I'm done! ”
"It's done!"
In the distance, a burst of laughter like wind chimes rang for miles.
"Who?"
Jiang Ding's hand shook, and he wanted to draw his sword to do something, and his divine sense and sword intent swept over, revealing a look of crying and laughing.
A star-colored light flew up and down, one moment into the sky, another moment smashed to the ground, ping-pong sounded, and from time to time several meters of mountain rocks were smashed, but it still did not affect her good mood.
"Jin Lingfeng has succeeded in revising the "Heavenly Beidou Sutra".
The little fat man Ou Daocheng showed an envious look.
"Congratulations ......"
Regardless of whether or not the others succeeded in transferring the exercises, they all congratulated them with great graciude.
"Thank you, thank you!"
The golden bell wind and silver hair flew, and the tail was cocked to the sky, forcibly turning into a modest appearance, and thanked the people around him reservedly.
She now has the cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation, but she is about to break through to the peak.
"Jiang Ding, my cultivation now surpasses you again." Jin Lingfeng raised his head high: "When I intern in my junior year, the commander still belongs to me." ”
"Internship?"
Jiang Ding was surprised and turned his head to look at the person beside him.
"At the end of the third semester, many students at Qingfeng University will build a foundation for success."
An Siyan said softly.
"Building the foundation is already an important part of the combat power of the Xianmen, and the school will arrange a real actual battle, which may be a small realm of low-intensity contention, or it may be to clear out the rebellion that exists in the small realm of Xianmen."
"It is the beginning of the Xianmen students entering the real war."
"Xianmen is not an out-of-bounds sect, don't talk about the great creation between life and death, the one who survives is a genius, although it is not explicitly stated, but there must be a stealth unmanned ship to follow, and there will be no problems in terms of security."
"But we must pay attention to it, this is the last time in our lives that we have a high-level care actual battle, and the human resources of Xianmen are not so rich."
"If you can't study hard, you will die on the battlefield in the future."
An Siyan said solemnly.
"Understood."
Jiang Dingran was clear, congratulated Jin Lingfeng, and gave her the small noodles from Rongcheng brought back from his hometown.
……
A few months later.
Jinling Mountain.
Between the shades of the blue gold spirit trees, there is a shadow of the sun, the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of the great sun condensed within a radius of thousands of meters, and the magma at the bottom of the tree flowed.
A young man in Tsing Yi sat cross-legged on the magma, his breath fluctuating for a while, and finally calmed down steadily, converged again, and approached nothing.
"Eight layers of Qi training."
Jiang Ding opened his eyes, and the pale blue sword flashed away.
There were no accidents, no bottlenecks, no pills, and the blessing of the second-order supreme spiritual vein, and he had cultivated steadily in the past year.
"Nine Layers of Qi Training...... It will take another three years. ”
Jiang Ding closed his eyes for a moment and made a judgment.
With a gesture of his hand, an envelope with a faint golden pill coercion flew into his hand from not far away.
“…… The little junior brother ...... in person"
“…… In the past 18 years, the sect has been cut off, and the foundation of the monk has been faulted, seeing that there is no successor to the sect, thinking that the master handed over the sect to me two hundred and fifty-seven years ago, the senior brother is like a cramp every day, and he is ashamed of the grace of the teacher's cultivation and cultivation......"
“…… If the junior brother has a little leisure, I wonder if he can go to the Nine Heavens Ruins? ……”
“…… There is no need to force it, protecting oneself is the first thing, if you can take action, it doesn't matter if you can't, if you encounter danger, I have set a ban to make other disciples break off ......"
“…… If you really can't have time, the senior brother will choose someone else to go. ”
This is a letter sent from Tianlei Peak a few days ago.
Purely from the text, there is no persecution, it is just some sincere words, whether you go or not.
"Obey the orders of the senior brother."
Jiang Ding used his sword qi to leave a few spiritual texts in the blank space under the envelope, input mana, and let them turn into an extremely fast light and disappear into the sky.
After doing these things,
With a movement of his senses, he took in a storage bag not far away, turned it upside down, and pieces of loose second-order spiritual soil poured out of the pocket and flew to various places within a kilometer range, blending with the agricultural spiritual water in the other storage belt.
These are all ordered to prepare by Liu Sanqi.
More than ten minutes later, the spiritual soil was all over the top of Jinling Mountain, and a good immortal retreat place instantly turned into an old farmer's cultivated field.
"Not bad."
Jiang Ding was very satisfied.
He also communicated with the Golden Light and Silver Sword Formation, the second-order best formation of the Golden Spirit Mountain, adjusted the distribution of spiritual energy in the mountain, and moved from other places to the tiny spiritual energy nodes, all of which were under the spiritual soil blocks, and were used efficiently.
As early as a year ago, he was already a second-order array mage, otherwise he would not have been able to transfer to the Wanhua Magnetic Yuan Sutra.
In recent years, in addition to cultivating, he has also made a certain degree of improvement to the Mountain Protection Array and the Second-Order Concealment Array of Jinling Mountain.
While increasing the effect a little, ensure that the large array is in your own hands no matter what, and there is no secret door to be controlled by others.
"Lingmai Contains Spiritual Technique!"
Jiang Ding pinched the law, the aura of heaven and earth fluctuated slightly, and a golden light rich in metallic life spiritual power appeared in the air, gradually sinking, and merged into a seed mass weighing several catties.
After a full five or six minutes, the aura of heaven and earth gathered more and more, and the golden light enveloped each individual seed.
"Go!"
Jiang Ding pointed his finger, and the golden spirit wheat seeds covered in golden light turned into thousands of silk threads and flew in all directions, falling into the spiritual soil clods everywhere.
"Golden Little Spirit Rain Technique!"
Jiang Ding did not stop, and continued to pinch the law, and his divine consciousness gathered the aura of heaven and earth.
Gradually, a white cloud appeared in the sky, dotted with golden light, and raindrops rich in gentle metallic spiritual power fell down, and the top of Jinling Mountain, which had not changed for many years, became wet.
The white clouds dispersed.
"It's finished."
Jiang Ding showed a look of anticipation: "In a month at most, you will be able to see the mountains full of wheat seedlings, and after a year, you will be able to collect spiritual wheat, and your cultivation speed can be increased a little." ”
"Well, you can also give it to your mother, sister, grandparents, and uncles to taste it, Jin Lingmai's spiritual power is mild, and mortals can prolong their lives if they take it in small amounts."
……
"The little junior brother still has his heart set on the sect."
"It's worthy of sword cultivation, it's just neat!"
On the Heavenly Thunder Peak,
The white-eyed old cultivator was excited, revealing a touched look.
After a little hesitation, he still summoned Li Qingyun, who was cultivating on the mountainside.
"Meet the Master!"
Li Qingyun said respectfully.
"Apprentice, have you ever heard of the Nine Heavens Ruins, the Inheritance Ladder?"
The white-eyed old cultivator asked.
"Back to the master, I have never heard of the inheritance ladder."
Li Qingyun wondered.
"This is the only ...... that exists in the sect The Infant Steps. The white-eyed old man sighed: "The patriarch has only advanced two steps before, and the disciples of the previous sects, the strongest is the only one Heavenly Spirit Root monk you have ever had in the sect before, three steps." ”
"But I still can't get the inheritance of the Yuanying."
"Just by virtue of the current inheritance within the sect, Jin Dan is also good, but in the face of the aggressiveness of the Blood Slaughter Palace, it is still a little insufficient...... But there are also many dangers in the Nine Heavens Ruins, and if one is not good, he will die. ”
"Missed this time, ...... next time"
"The little junior brother can't be driven at will, once is already rare, and when he builds the foundation in the future, he will have no chance at all."
"I can't make up my mind as a teacher."
The white-eyed old cultivator asked, "What do you think?" ”
"Master, the disciple is willing to go!"
Li Qingyun's eyes lit up.
(End of chapter)