Jiang Ding spoke slowly on the stage.

The foundation building pinnacle of the surrounding immortal gate listened carefully, and from time to time someone used a spell on his head to make a question mark, which was a question he wanted to ask.

“…… Just slash the demon with a sword. ”

Jiang Ding's narration came to an end, and he looked at a middle-aged monk who came out first with a question mark, with a flat head, dark skin, a rigid temperament, and a vague battlefield aura, a typical military temperament.

It should be a temporary retirement, traveling among the immortal gates and small worlds, looking for his own way to the Dan.

This is so common that most monks who serve in the military will have a passing part of their path.

"I've seen Senior Jiang."

The middle-aged monk's face was happy, and he stood up and bowed respectfully.

This is common etiquette.

When I saw monks who were higher than me and didn't know them, most of them addressed their seniors.

Jiang Ding's eyes were in a trance.

In the immortal gate, there are monks who call themselves seniors, it seems to be the first time, and it feels very unnatural.

Faintly, many figures crossed in front of them, the grandfathers in the community when they were young, the retired security guards in the high school school, the teachers in the high school and junior high school, classmates and playmates of the same generation, and the children of classmates and playmates.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, time is like a torrent, and six or seven generations of people have passed and can never come back.

"Senior Jiang, in the face of the demons in your heart, you feel that you can't beat them, can you escape?"

The middle-aged monk asked.

When he asked this, the people around him looked at him in amazement.

Countless textbooks and countless predecessors' experiences clearly tell everyone that in the face of demons, they should be brave and fearless, and move forward, the more afraid they are, the stronger their demons will be.

"You're a scout?"

"We're all in the same boat."

Jiang Ding's consciousness swept away, and he instantly understood his profession, the pilot of the high-concealment reconnaissance type aerospace fighter, immediately knew the reason, and said with a smile: "In my opinion, it is naturally possible, our combat method is to fight and escape, as long as we make sure that we are fearless in our hearts, it doesn't matter how we take it." ”

"I understand, thank you seniors."

The middle-aged monk breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had gained some kind of confidence, and said gratefully.

Jiang Ding nodded at another foundation building monk with a question mark on his head.

"Senior Jiang, how can you protect yourself if you can't find the demons in your heart......"

This is a peak monk who looks like a woman in her twenties and thirties.

"I think ......"

Jiang Ding explained them one by one.

Of course, this is based on his own ideas and gives what he thinks can be solved.

There are many similarities and differences with the Jindan monks in schools, the army, and companies and other institutions, which are not absolute, and they need to be referred to by the monks who build the foundation in combination with their own paths.

It took several days to answer each of the monk's questions.

Then, he continued to talk about his understanding of the thunder tribulation, and answered questions for more than ten days.

In this way, the sharing of the experience of this time was slowly over, and many of the foundation building monks dispersed.

"Jiang Ding!"

Killing Spirit Zhenjun greeted him, called him over, came to the Yuanying Zhenjun circle, and pointed to the heroic middle-aged man wearing a golden crown: "This bastard is called Dongjin Zhenjun, at the interface boundary between Xianmen and Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, he served in the Geomagnetic Aerospace Front, and he also worked in the Wasteland Aerospace Front before, you can just call him Lao Liu Tou." ”

"Hello Mr. Liu."

Jiang Ding said honestly.

"Jiang Ding, it's better to meet than to be famous."

Dongjin Zhenjun smiled and was very enthusiastic, took the initiative to shake hands, and shook his hands up and down several times and refused to let go: "I heard about your affairs in Dari Tianchi, and you did a very good job, these Immortal Sect monks are all dogs, and they don't remember to eat or fight." ”

"If you give in to them, not only will they not be grateful, but they will think that the Xianmen is already weak and need to compromise, but they will attract more hostility and more enemies."

"You're doing a great job!"

"If they dare to bare their teeth and show hostility, we will kill him immediately, and the spirit and ashes will be raised to him."

"In this way, peace and respect can be exchanged."

Jiang Ding knew it in his heart.

If it is said, Bo Ming Zhenjun and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs are compromisers.

They want to maintain the status quo, improve the relationship between the Immortal Sect and the Neutral Immortal Sect as much as possible under the existing conditions, and gain more time for development, for which many interests can be temporarily compromised.

Then, Dongjin Zhenjun, and a considerable number of Zhenjun, is another extreme.

Just one word.

Beat!

Desperate to change the status quo, change reality, become a promoted god, die and die, it's no big deal.

Not at all!

Not only did they not let it, but they also wanted forces such as Xuanwu Heavenly Palace and Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Sect to spit out the spoils that belonged to the Immortal Gate after defeating the Great Sun Sword Pavilion little by little, so that it was reasonable.

"Teacher Liu is too exaggerated."

Jiang Ding, on the contrary, felt a bit extreme.

"It's not an exaggeration at all."

"Immortal cultivators outside the realm are respected by the strong, this is the way they deal with each other, and the seniors have been fumbling for a long time before they can be determined."

Dongjin Zhenjun is colorful.

Turning around, he said what he meant.

"Jiang Ding, have you heard of the geomagnetic realm?"

Dong Jin Zhenjun asked, and introduced without waiting for an answer.

"More than three thousand years ago, at the pre-war Nine Immortal Sect military meeting that destroyed the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, more than 20 small realms, such as the geomagnetic realm, were clearly divided into immortal gates."

"It's a pity,"

He sneered.

"After the destruction of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, the Eight Great Immortal Sects did not recognize them, and paid the price of serious injuries to the eight Void Refining Powers, breaking free from the covenant, the Five Elements Heavenly Sect and others watched, and the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace and other anti-Ge Immortal Sects struck a blow."

"Fortunately, we also expected that without all trust, there seems to be no loophole in the covenant, and it seems that it can make the breach of contract and the power of refining the void die."

"Although the strength was greatly damaged, it also successfully returned to the mother realm."

"Under the fear of each other, the eight refining voids did not dare to attack at the risk of death of one or two refining voids, and they were saved."

"A thousand years later, the Eight Great Immortal Sects broke out in a large-scale brutal and bloody war, and the pressure of the external blockade and encirclement network was greatly reduced, so that we could spread our sphere of influence outside the realm again to this point."

"The geomagnetic realm, located at the boundary line of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace and the small boundary group controlled by the Xianmen, has always been a stop-and-stop, peaceful for hundreds of years, fighting for hundreds of years, the two armies facing each other, and fighting within the boundary."

"In the geomagnetic realm, in the pre-war military discussion within the Nine Immortal Sect back then, the Immortal Sect took a lot of effort to win it."

"Among them, there is a special product, called the mother of earth magnets, a fifth-order material."

Dongjin Zhenjun's voice was full of temptation and fiery: "This is something that can be refined into the main cannon of the Electromagnetic Floating City Fortress, which can greatly increase the strength of the barrel of the main cannon of the fortress and increase the speed and power of the electromagnetic cannonball. ”

"As soon as I heard it at the time, I thought it was suitable to grab it, refine it into an electromagnetic fortress main gun in the future, and install it on the super air helicarrier of the future Great Sun Sword."

"Classmate Jiang Ding, do you think this makes sense?"

Dong Jin Zhenjun looked at the young man in front of him expectantly.

"It doesn't make sense."

"We can't rob other people's things."

"Huh?"

Dong Jin Zhenjun, who said a call, was stunned, feeling that it was not quite right, and it did not conform to the impression.

"It's a fact."

Jiang Ding thought for a long time.

"Perhaps, when I am at least in the late stage of Jindan, the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace may come to my senses, repent and reform, take the initiative to return my electromagnetic fortress main gun, and take the initiative to withdraw from the geomagnetic realm."

He said euphemistically.

"That's right!"

"That's it!"

Dongjin Zhenjun's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.

(End of chapter)