"Jiang Ding, it's been a long time."

Zhang Dingjun said hello.

"Teacher Zhang is good, Teacher Guo is good, Teacher Wang is ......"

Jiang Ding said hello one by one.

Most of the teachers are at the peak of Qi training, and they are around eighty years old, and they have missed the best years of foundation building.

In addition, many people have experienced a foundation building and failed, relying on life-saving pills to survive, and since then they can teach and train students with peace of mind.

"How has Mr. Zhang been doing all these years?"

"Okay."

Zhang Dingjun said with a smile: "Last year, we were eighty years old, and we retired one after another, and now we have a lot of free time. ”

"It's the teachers who remember the students."

Jiang Ding said a little embarrassed.

Chatting with the teachers, listening to their experiences over the years, what talents have been cultivated in Rongcheng No. 1 Middle School, the Ministry of Education has given a lot of funds, the salary is increasing, reminiscing about the high school years at that time, and so on.

The banquet continued into the evening, when it slowly ended and the guests dispersed.

The family, together with the invited staff, was busy cleaning the community and sending away the neighbors who were left and right, and relatives and friends who came from afar.

Between Jiang Ding's thoughts, magnetic dotted lines appeared, all over the entire community, and the dishes and chopsticks spontaneously floated, discharging the residual food, smooth as new, the plates were neatly stacked, and the chopsticks flew into the frame.

The table was folded, and leftover food, cigarette butts, firecracker confetti, etc. flew all over the sky, sorted separately.

The work that requires dozens or hundreds of people to clean for half a day has been done in the blink of an eye, and it is fast and good.

The community has returned to its former clean and tidy appearance.

"This is the ...... of the foundation monks"

Jiang Yuan, Lin Yuanwang and others were stunned.

"Alright, so be it."

Jiang Ding said goodbye to the hotel manager who thanked him repeatedly, and the family sent his grandparents and uncle's family before returning home.

watched TV as usual for a while,

Jiang Ding returned to his room.

Everything in it is the same as it was in high school forty years ago, and nothing has changed.

"I don't know what's going on in the demon country?"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

But he didn't leave, the spiritual light in his hand flashed slightly, and several jade boxes appeared, and when they were opened, the red pills were still full of aura, and there was no loss of efficacy due to decades of time.

Bang bang!

Haw!

By the window, a small kingfisher appeared and knocked on the door.

"Little guy, are you still alive, and you have been promoted to the peak of Qi training?"

Jiang Ding was surprised.

This kingfisher, the same courier bird he saw decades ago, helped him a lot in high school.

"Chirp!"

The kingfisher stared at the red elixir.

Tsukidan!

And it's the best Tsukidan, and the worse ones don't have it at all.

"You want?"

"Also, Ling's age has also arrived, and not every kingfisher can build a foundation."

Jiang Ding thought for a moment and understood.

"Well, I'll give you one too."

Several boxes are closed.

"Remember to give these Zhuji Dan to Zhang Dingjun, Guo Kui, Wang Lan and a few other teachers."

Jiang Ding advised: "It must be sent when they are alone, even if there are their families and relatives on the side, it is not okay, it can be sent alone." ”

"Understood?"

To this day, the best Tsukidan is just a readily available thing for him, Liu Sanqi can give one pill, and the high school teachers need it, so it is naturally not a problem to send one or two best Tsukidan.

However, this elixir is enough to make Qi cultivators who are close to the limit of their lifespan crazy, ignoring all laws and human feelings, and there is a certain danger.

Relatives may not be reliable with each other.

"Chirp! Haw! ”

The kingfisher circled excitedly, chirping happily, and trying to put its wings against its cheeks, but was pushed away in disgust.

"Let's go."

Jiang Ding scolded with a smile.

There is the best Tsukidan may not be able to succeed, at the age of more than eighty, even if there is protection, if you don't say it well, you will die.

As for personal use, it is better to maximize the use of resources and give it to a qualified offspring.

It's up to the teachers to make their choices.

"Chirp!"

The kingfisher made a joke with two small wings, put away all the Tsukidan, and flew out happily.

The figure flashed and disappeared.

……

Demon Palace.

A young man in Tsing Yi sat cross-legged, his eyes closed and opened, and there was a slight emotional fluctuation in the depths of his eyes, slowly disappearing.

The radar wave of the spirit child of the divine consciousness swept over a radius of 100 kilometers.

Fifteen years have passed,

Tushan Demon City has undergone tremendous changes here.

The capital of the demon kingdom in the past has long disappeared, and it has been replaced by a large-scale city of cultivating immortals, with caves everywhere, and all kinds of elixirs, spirit runes, spirit beasts, and magic weapon shops on the streets, which are very lively and prosperous, far exceeding any city of Xiuxianfang City in the Three Kingdoms.

There are very few mortals in the city, and the number of monks is as high as more than 100,000, and the monks who build the foundation pass by from time to time, which is not unusual.

From time to time, there were foundation builders who flew in from afar, bringing ores, spiritual materials, elixirs and other materials from their respective jurisdictions and sending them into the treasure house of Tushan City.

"The annual income includes mines, spiritual fields, medicine fields, spiritual trees, spiritual beasts and spiritual fish breeding, first- and second-order spiritual vein taxes in various places, and commercial taxes."

Jiang Ding crossed his fingers to calculate his current source of income.

"Deduct the salaries of foundation building monks such as Li Qingyun, Wu Makong, Fazheng Monk, Gong Caiyu, etc., as well as Liu Hongyuan and others who have been recruited one after another, the salaries of the law enforcement teams of each Fang City, the salaries of the Lingtian medicine fields in various places, the maintenance costs of the large arrays in various places, and the investment I asked for to maintain the stability and prosperity of the mortal world."

"That's all, there are no other disciples to cultivate, I have an employment relationship with them, and I don't have any other Jindan monk shareholders to share."

"Industries all over the demon country,"

"The professionals who develop the other world by the Xianmen plan the Lingzhi Lingtian Linghu industry in various places, increase the labor of a large number of arachnid mining puppets, and promote commercial trade ......"

"After all kinds of measures, the output of various spiritual materials in the demon country is at least three times that of the Yue and Chu countries, and the output of the mining industry is about ten times, and the demon country has not experienced the development of the two countries over the years, and the resources are abundant."

"For various reasons, my annual income is ......"

"Three or four million lower grade spirit stones!"

"So much!"

Jiang Ding calculated and calculated, but he didn't find anything wrong, and he was stunned.

He took a deep breath.

"In one year, I can get the net worth of a Jindan monk!"

"I'm so rich!"

"I'm a rich man!"

Of course, this is an exaggeration.

The treasures and spirit stones that a Jindan monk carries with him are worth one or two hundred million, which does not mean that his net worth is these twenty million low-grade spirit stones, which can only be regarded as cash flow.

In addition, the first- and second-order spirit ores and elixirs had little effect on the Jindan monks, and they would not take the initiative to stuff these low-level things into their storage bags.

If a Jindan monk was interested in these low-level things, it would be easy to collect several times the nominal net worth.

"The dwellings of the rich are a little shabby."

Jiang Ding looked around.

"This quasi-third-order Heavenly Sword Meteor Formation needs to be upgraded, it's too perfunctory, how can I also need a third-order top-grade formation to be worthy of my demon kingdom capital."

"We're not short of money."

same

(End of chapter)