A gray light flew in from a distance and landed on the ground, revealing Wu Makong's figure, his face full of remorse and fear.

The expression quickly converged.

"Meet Uncle Junior!"

He walked quickly to the top of the hill and said respectfully.

"Haha!"

Jiang Ding laughed when he saw him: "What does it feel like to offend a Jindan monk who is bound to repay him to death?" ”

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are sect precepts.

But it doesn't work, it still depends on the identities and backgrounds of both parties, otherwise it's not too surprising to find a reason to collide with the elders and not know how to be humble.

"I'm panicked, and it's hard to settle down and cultivate."

"I'm afraid that in the next moment, a flaming giant palm will fall from the sky and crush itself to ashes."

Wu Makong smiled bitterly.

"Yes, a sincere person."

Jiang Ding praised and threw him a storage bag: "Here are some foundation building realm cultivation pills that were exchanged from the sect and the divine soul imprint you left when you worshiped the sect.

Go and spy on the information of the Blood Slaughter Palace, I have already arranged it for you in the sect, and I will see if I want to return after ten years. ”

That's it.

The other party originally owed himself a life, and now dealing with the end of the hand is just a habit of being a person and doing things, not a debt of anything to the other party.

"Thank you, Uncle Junior!"

Wu Makong was overjoyed and bowed deeply.

The world of cultivating immortals is extremely wide, just find a poor country to hide, no matter how powerful the Jindan monk is, can he still find it?

"Let's go."

Jiang Ding waved his hand.

Wu Makong bowed again, didn't even go back to his cave mansion, and left in a hurry.

"Gong Caiyu has also made such an arrangement, and the specifications have been taken to the next level."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

But he planned to leave the Seven Feathers Sect, and he didn't even leave his clone, and he was now more restrained than protected here.

In the outside world, it's just a fake Dan monk.

"Han Lin, I was also ready to give it to him, but I couldn't find his person."

"I'm afraid that at the moment when there was a knot pill celestial phenomenon in Fire Dragon Peak, he had already run away and disappeared without a trace, leaving only one or two people in the sect to report the news."

"After confirming the knot, the person who reported the news also cut off contact, and no one knew where he was, although basically no one paid attention to him, a Qi cultivator, and he was really worried."

A wisp of divine soul imprint appeared in Jiang Ding's hand, it was Han Lin's breath, and he crushed it casually.

It's not that he wants to dig the corner of the Seven Feather Sect.

Instead, with Zhou Sleepy's narrow-mindedness, if they continue to stay in the sect, they will all die, and the two Jin Dan will not stop this kind of thing, but will be happy to see it happen and let them vent their anger or two.

Divine consciousness nodded on Jin Pei.

"I've seen the master."

Twelve maidens flew over the top of the mountain in spring, summer, autumn and winter, their faces pale and pale, and the news of the enemy of a monk who had been enchanted fell on their hearts and they were terrified.

"I'm leaving, going to the Lanshan Spirit Mine to sit down."

Jiang Ding said slowly.

The electromagnetic spirit gold ore and the strategic grade mineral mercury silver spirit gold in the Lanshan Spirit Mine are very important to him, and naturally they are not something that a single Zhou Sleepy Dragon can influence.

Of course, he won't really go, and the A-25 is a good hand at doing this kind of work.

"Master, why ......?"

Xia Tu and the others trembled, frightened.

Since they came to Jinling Mountain at the age of seventeen or eighteen, twenty-five years have passed, and they have been completely bound to Jinling Mountain, and no one will believe them even if they are cut.

"For your arrangement,"

Jiang Ding said to himself: "I will write a letter to Senior Brother, asking him to take care of you one or two, and in the future, you will go to Tianlei Peak to do things." ”

"Go ahead."

Xia Tu and the other maids were uneasy, but they couldn't do anything, so they bowed again and flew in the direction of Tianlei Peak.

After they left, Jin Lingshan was completely quiet, except for some spirit beasts, it was empty, and somehow it felt a little desolate out of thin air.

"Twenty-five years of my youth have been spent here......"

Jiang Ding flew into the sky and took one last look at this small mountaintop, his body was transparent and hazy, and he disappeared.

Passing through the mountain gate formation, he flew into the distance without hesitation.

……

Tianlei Peak.

"Little junior brother, leave."

The white-eyed old cultivator sighed: "I can still recall the scene when he first came to the sect from the mortal world of the Yue Kingdom twenty-five years ago, and unconsciously, so many years have passed. ”

"Leave?"

Wednesday Yan was shocked: "It's absolutely safe in the sect, why do you want to leave?" What if I ran into a trapped dragon or a blood slaughter hall golden pill? ”

For this little junior brother, although he doesn't have much affection, he is also happy to see him grow up.

"I said that I was going to Lanshan Spirit Mine to sit in town, but maybe it was just a cover-up, and I didn't know where I was going."

The white-eyed old cultivator said lightly: "It seems that although we have made a promise, he is still worried that things will change, and he would rather believe in his current sword than believe in your and my promises, worried that there will be a recurrence." ”

"Most immortal cultivators are like this."

Wednesday Yan was not surprised, and sighed: "It's okay, once the trapped dragon gains power, it is inevitable that he will get a little carried away, the two will not meet each other, and after one or two decades of accumulation, he will know how to be best for himself." ”

"Senior brother, there haven't been one or two decades."

"At most, within a few years, we must use the power of the demon country to kill the Blood Slaughter Hall back, and it is best to completely drive out the land of the Yue country and restore the territory where the ancestor was located."

A cold light appeared in the eyes of the white-eyed old cultivator.

……

The wind is hunting, and the mountains and rivers pass by.

"First set the old nest teleportation array, a place within three thousand kilometers of the Lanshan Spirit Mine."

Jiang Ding thought silently.

"It's good near Chizhong Mansion, if you are familiar with the road, you can find a mountain forest cave nearby, dig downward, and don't use any formation, it is naturally a good place to hide."

A few days later, I passed by the sky of Dongling Mansion again.

An invisible light stood high in the air, looking down.

A white land, desolate and dead.

A few years ago, the Peacock King passed by here, opened his mouth and sucked, hundreds of thousands of mortals in the city fell into their mouths, chewed many times and swallowed, bluntly said that the meat is tender and delicious, and it is not much stronger than the domestic ones.

In my memory, the appearance of Huang Deyou, man, and some neighbors came to mind.

"The trolls are to be killed."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, glanced at the location of the grocery store back then, and flew to Chizhong Mansion, exploring the terrain among the various mountain ranges, looking for a suitable place to set up a formation.

For more than ten days,

Haunted by the major mountains and caves, the Xianmen surveying and mapping spells are non-stop.

"Huh, here?"

Jiang Ding's invisible retreat paused.

In the forest sea, there was a pool of water, the size of a few feet, it was the place where he hid in the war for twenty-five years, at this time the divine consciousness swept over, it was still the same, and the pool was shallow.

However, in the sword intent induction, it was clear that there was a second-order life hiding thousands of meters underground.

"Natural maze?"

Jiang Ding was a little interested, and pointed a little.

A puddle of basketball-sized metal liquid fluttered into the pool of water, dived underneath, and slashed towards the location marked by sword intent.

After a dozen breaths,

The water in the pool shook violently and rolled, the blood flowers scattered, and a catfish several zhang long and with a single horn was dragged out by A-25, and its body was covered with dense penetrating wounds, as if it had been pierced by thousands of silver needles.

(End of chapter)