"Reincarnation?"

Uncle Lin Yong repeated this word in his heart, and his eyes were complicated and indescribable.

He is now also an eighty-year-old man, his face is wrinkled, and so is his sister, who is at an age to think about the aftermath of one or two.

"Look at my cousin."

Jiang Ding looked at Lin Yuanwang.

He is now at the peak of Qi training, and after many years, his maintenance is not very good, and he is still thirty or forty years old, but his face is vaguely wrinkled, and he has the breath of law-level mana.

"How's the foundation going?"

Jiang Ding asked.

He knew that in addition to himself, his grandparents also cared about another grandson and gave the same love, and it did not make a difference because of whether they were good or not.

And when this life is about to end, there is still something to remember.

"I'm generally well prepared, and I'm ready to build the foundation after my grandfather's birthday."

Lin Yuanwang showed a trace of excitement in his eyes, took a deep breath, and did not give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity involving life and death: "If it is possible, I hope to get a kind of heavenly material and earth treasure that warms the direction of the meridians, the kind that can be compatible with the best Zhuji Dan." ”

This is unthinkable for ordinary Qi cultivators.

It is already a great opportunity to have the best Zhuji Dan, and the heavenly materials and earth treasures that can also be compatible with Zhuji Dan are already considered to be rare level things, very few, and they are worth millions of low-grade spirit stones at every turn.

The premium is exaggerated.

The foundation monks didn't dare to hope for it, and the foundation monks couldn't afford to sell it.

There is no way, the high-ranking monks also have their own relatives to take care of.

Under the market economy, this kind of treasure corresponds not to the financial resources of the Qi cultivators, but to the financial resources of the strong among the Jindan monks.

"Okay."

Jiang Ding did not hesitate.

"In a few months, this thing will be delivered, live well, and don't make the old people sad."

"Yes!"

Lin Yuanwang stood up straight and replied subconsciously, completely out of instinct, even if the person opposite was a year younger than him.

Old man Lin Gang smiled.

The future of the other grandson has been settled, but his heart is much more relaxed.

"Haha, my cousin is too serious."

Jiang Ding laughed, restrained the trace of coercion he unconsciously revealed, and looked at the other old man: "Grandma, what's your name?" ”

Lin Wanqiu and the younger generations around her were stunned.

It's been called by my mother and grandmother for so long, and I don't know what the old man's name is.

"What do you want to ask me for?"

Grandma touched Jiang Ding's head, and she thought about it for a while before she said, "Grandma's name is Zhao Zihan, isn't it a very old-fashioned name?" No one has called it for years. ”

"Zhao Zihan ......"

Old man Lin Gang's expression was in a trance, and his memory was triggered by this name, vaguely recalling some high school and college days, and the scene of the first meeting with the beautiful girl with a ponytail.

It's just over 80 years.

Many high-level immortal cultivators have a retreat time.

But it was the life of him and his wife.

"Zihan, a symbol of kindness, beauty, and knowledge, how can it be old-fashioned?"

Jiang Ding shook his head and said with a smile: "When my grandmother was young, she must have been a beautiful and kind woman, and she was the treasure of my great-grandmother's palm. ”

"Of course!"

Grandma showed a smug look, a little childish.

"Grandpa, your one hundred and fifth birthday, I'll give you a gift for the second elder."

Jiang Ding said slowly.

"What gift?"

Lin Gang was a little curious, attracted by his solemnity.

Others also looked here, holding their breath, wanting to see what kind of precious and rare gifts a Xianmen champion, who was over fifty or sixty years old and still like a child, would give.

"I'll give you a world."

Jiang Ding unconsciously revealed a trace of grandeur, and said slowly: "Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, despicable and shameless, stealing from the thirteenth small realm of Xianmen, the desolate copper small realm, shameless. ”

"I want to take it down and name it Ganghan Realm."

"What do you think?"

“……”

Lin Gang was stunned.

There was silence all around, and everyone opened their mouths, suspecting that they were hallucinating.

"Dingding, what were you talking about?"

Lin Gang couldn't help but ask.

"Please wait for a while."

Jiang Ding stood up, his body floated in the air, turning into a sharp gray-blue sword light and flying into the sky, merging with a silver-white air fighter plane that suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Climb upward, break through the troposphere, enter the stratosphere, and disappear.

"Apply to join the Ground Landing Force in the Wasteland Realm."

"Is this behavior dangerous?"

The voice of the Central Array Spirit Computer rang out.

"Confirm."

"I'm applying to Canghai Tianjun, the commander of the battlefield of the Wasted Copper Small Realm, please wait...... Canghai Tianjun agrees to your application...... Wait a minute, the instant interdimensional teleportation array is being opened for you, please go to the A284 area immediately......"

The silver-white aerospace fighter flew upwards along the Divine Tree Covered Sky Banyan, passed through the stratosphere, entered the middle layer of the atmosphere, and flew to a platform that was hundreds of kilometers wide and densely patterned in space.

It's empty.

Everyone had been evacuated beforehand, and even some Yuan Infant Monks did not hesitate to use space to speed up the efficiency of the clearance.

Not only that, but all the roads he passed through were blocked and obscured by the Central Array Spirit Computer, temporarily cutting off all signals sent to the outside of the realm, strictly examining all those who might see his whereabouts along the way, and closely monitoring them.

The Aerospace Fighter landed in the center of the interdimensional super teleportation array, and the complex spatial formations around it slowly lit up, and it was immediately teleported, without any teleportation procedures to wait, and the efficiency was terrifying.

"Didi!"

Jiang Ding, who closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes, and the head of Jin Lingfeng was projected on his mobile phone, his appearance was delicate and cute, his shining silver hair was draped over his shoulders, and his eyebrows were raised.

"Jiang Ding!"

Jin Lingfeng said excitedly: "I have received a call order from the Wasted Copper Front, and I need to enter the Illusory Realm to command the landing force of the Qi Cultivation Realm for you to cooperate." ”

Didi!

Not long after, An Siyan also appeared in the mobile phone communication, helped his black-framed glasses, and said indifferently: "Jin Lingfeng is also there?" Then I am in a similar situation, in addition, there should be many children of the Yuanying Monk who will also join in, experience the real interface war, and obtain meritorious deeds. ”

"The Demon Tribulation of the Heart of the Dan has always been strange and strange, and more experience is very important to them."

"Okay."

Jiang Ding closed his eyes again, and used his divine sense and mana to nourish the Taiqing Flying Sword in the heart of his eyebrows, soothing its restless sword body.

……

Surrounded by layers of branches and leaves, a space carrier full of patches and sword marks slowly sailed out, simple and vicissitudes, I don't know how many years it has been sleeping.

"The miscellaneous hairs of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace!"

"Let's experience our fear of facing the Great Sun Kenzi back then!"

A young man with a pale face, earrings, and ripped jeans stood at the bow of the ship and laughed wildly.

"The small realm of barren copper belongs to the immortal gate."

"I said that!"

"Ding!"

The voice of the Central Array Spirit Computer slowly emerged.

"The commander of the god-class Aerospace Helicarrier, who once commanded the Aerospace Legion to repel eighty-nine god-transforming attacks, killed sixteen god-transforming cultivators such as the Great Sun Sword Pavilion and Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, participated in six refinement-level battlefields and survived, won the Sun Killing Sun Medal, and applied to join the Bronze Front."

Eating continues

(End of chapter)