In the sky group.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one spoke for a long time.

"I know why the Nine Great Immortal Sects are desperately cultivating their Dao Sect, and they will do whatever it takes."

A classmate's voice was a little dry: "For them, one high-level monk is enough, and they don't need other numbers, one person can suppress a large number of geniuses, and it is crushing." ”

"There is no resistance at all."

The other person's mentality was a little broken: "His grandmother's, it's good to have a few tricks!" ”

"You have the wrong mentality, exaggerated."

An Siyan shook his head and calmly analyzed: "We are just a relatively outstanding group of students in Xianmen in the past hundred years, and we do not represent the top-level combat power of Xianmen's foundation, and we are only driving the Jiao-645, and there is still room for improvement." ”

"The Dao of the Immortal Sect is out once in thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, and it is normal that you can't beat it for a while."

"It's good to send the Celestial Master under the command of the Jindan Monk to the realm to crush it."

"It's hard."

Jin Lingfeng is not optimistic: "Like our former classmate An Tuzi, as long as he appears outside the realm, there must be many protectors secretly guarding him, if you want the realm to crush him, hey, it's good not to be crushed by the realm." ”

……

In the stratosphere of the sky.

Another Soul Killing True Monarch stared at the training ground where the class was held, and beside him, there were several Jindan monks with withered faces, and a yellow-haired youth.

"Old commander, can't you persuade me?"

An old man with an orange peel on his face said in a sad voice: "The little Liuzi you grew up with is about to lose his life, and he won't see you in the future." ”

"We have each fought for Xianmen for many years, and we have a lot of achievements, just a little bit."

Several Jindan monks beside him also looked at the Soul Killing True Monarch prayerfully.

"The brethren can't bear it."

Sun-destroying Zhenjun said apologetically: "Think of a way, think of a fart way, if money is so good to think of a way, then it's not money, it's Konoha." ”

"Xiao Lu, can you help?"

"I understand Jian Xiu's temper, better than they themselves, you have a great kindness to him, if you say it, he will definitely help."

"Don't worry, you should give a lot."

"Even if he doesn't go, after I die, I will give him the Great Sun Sword Intent."

"Sun-destroying seniors."

The Soul Killing True Monarch fell into deep thought, and after a long time, he shook his head: "The realm of the middle stage of foundation building is too low, I don't agree with putting it into the Wasted Copper Battlefield now." ”

"Moreover, whether to go or not, he needs to choose for himself, and I will not interfere."

"That fog spirit bead said it was given to him, it was given to him, it was not a transaction, it was not in exchange for any promise, it was already his thing in law."

"I won't speak."

"Alas, old army commander......"

The sadness on the faces of several Jindan old men was even stronger, but they were no longer entangled, and after hundreds of years of getting along, they knew that it was useless.

Even if the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood happened in front of him, it could not shake the other party's decision in the slightest.

……

Rumble!

In the white mist that covered the sky and the sun, the thousands of white mist swords converged into a giant sword that reached the sky, slashing down, and the next blue sword light shattered and collapsed, and the dim sword body was thrown away, and the white mist space was shattered.

"Again."

Jiang Ding's face was pale, and his body was swaying and shaking.

This is also the only result of more than a year of sword intent training by the Yin Mist True Monarch of the Taiyin Sword Sect, and he is no longer in a coma after a sword, and his resistance is a little stronger.

Under the four looks, the air and space course generally came to an end, and the air and space fighters returned to their positions in turn, and were put away by the robe of the Killing Spirit True Monarch.

"Class."

"Goodbye, Mr. Wei Chi."

Jiang Ding breathed a sigh of relief, and flew to the edge of the dormitory in the mining area under the care of An Siyan and Jin Lingdi, and said goodbye to each other.

After two days of recuperation, he recovered.

I took the opportunity to go home.

Over the years, he has gone home more and more often, from once a week at the beginning to once a week now, and he will only come back to class for a day or two each time.

Because, my grandparents are almost 100 years old.

Check the body of the elderly, warm the massage meridians with mana, cook for the family, and check Jiang Yuan's homework...... These are all kinds of home lengths and shorts.

Then come back and enter the intensive make-up classes, and take a few elective courses in Chinese, mathematics, ideology and morality, and botany to step up their studies and enrich their immortal heritage.

Before you know it, months pass.

Under the blue gold tree, with a sonorous sword roar, a heavy wisp of gray mist of melted magnetic crystal nuclei in the jade bottle was cut off, and the roots and branches hung down, pulling this wisp of gray mist up, and sending it into the shade of the blue sun to smelt, turning into an absorbable substance and sending it into the bark and branches and leaves of the blue gold tree.

The hazy meta-magnetic light was a little stronger.

"Four thousand eight hundred and twenty-seven wisps, there are still eleven or twelve years before the six thousand wisps are completed, and the speed of the flying sword will be even further at that time."

Jiang Ding closed his eyes for a moment, put away the jade bottle, and ended his daily fixed homework.

Reach out and take it.

Two courier boxes appeared in the hand.

"The first batch of ancient mining puppets is 1,000 ready, the manufacturer asked me to test it, and it can be adjusted, if there is no problem, it will be mass-produced."

Jiang Ding opened the first express box, and inside was a storage bag printed with the logo of Luban Technology Company.

Consciousness swept through.

Inside is a neatly arranged six-legged arachnid, which the manufacturer named it Spider Mine-3.

The Spider Mine-3 type has six legs, two short front paws, which are the impact drill and the grasping claw, the breath of a first-order puppet, the whole body of steel and a small number of first-order spirit gold, and it needs to be filled with ten low-grade spirit stones when working, and it can continue to mine for a month.

There is no combat effectiveness.

There are nine mining spells engraved on the body, such as small earth splitting, small stone crushing, and small sense alchemy, which are specially born for mining, and other abilities are very weak.

In terms of mining efficiency, it is more than four or five times that of ordinary Qi cultivators and innate martial artists.

The key is to never sleep, no need to pay the spirit stone, no need to give food, and no additional costs in management.

The overall efficiency is about ten times.

"And this."

Jiang Ding opened the second express box.

A faint blue talisman, the divine sense swept over it, as if it was about to be sucked into it, and it would be difficult to come back.

【Third-Order Soul Searching Talisman】

Specially prepared for the Heavenly Madness Daoist in the late stage of Jindan, his cultivation was too high, and the third-order top-grade soul-searching talisman was not very safe, so he ordered this third-order top-grade talisman and delivered it a few months later.

The more advanced the item, the more common this delay becomes.

Because the talismans who produce this kind of talisman are all advanced cultivators, and the concept of time is not the same as that of mortals, unless it is in stock, it is normal to wait for a few months and a few years.

Jiang Ding's figure disappeared.

……

Bottom of a deep pool.

At the edge of the teleportation array, surrounded by layers of detection formations, a jade box sealed by the Taiyin-like sword intent was still intact.

opened, and the Heavenly Madness Daoist was still asleep.

"Let me see what information there is in the Jindan Late Stage Cultivator of the Six Dao Sect."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, took out the third-order best soul searching talisman and pasted it.

A few quarters of an hour later, the soul body of the Heavenly Madness Dao was annihilated, and a dark blue talisman fell into his hand, and his divine sense poured in, and he quickly read it.

“…… The Great Ri Sect, which appeared more than a thousand years ago, was supported by unknown forces, and the encirclement and suppression of the major families could not be eliminated repeatedly, but in the process of continuous growth, many small and medium-sized families Jindan monks secretly surrendered to serve it, and secretly ...... it"

“…… The Positive Demon Alliance, which appeared more than 300 years ago, has 28 surnames ......"

The evening continues

(End of chapter)