"Understood."

Jiang Ding nodded seriously.

The military array is the most powerful part of the Xianmen, and as a citizen of the Xianmen, if possible, it is better to join, because this is the only most powerful inheritance that can be mastered.

"That's good, let's continue to explain the process of condensing the primordial baby, turning the pill into a baby, and the golden pill is the primordial infant in the chaotic state of the placenta, just like the initial development of a human baby......

Skip that far and start explaining the course in detail.

……

Months of class time flew by in a flash.

After class,

Jiang said goodbye to An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng.

In the next seven or eight years, they will fall into a deep retreat, and they will carry out the final polishing of their mana and divine sense, and then they will directly impact the golden pill.

Jiang Ding and Yu Qianzi flew towards the Jindan dormitory area together, and her Guanghan Palace was also placed in that area.

Yu Qianzi has always been sullen and does not speak.

"What's wrong? Don't adapt to Xianmen, do you miss your hometown a little? ”

Jiang Ding saw that her mood was not right, and comforted: "When my super battleship is born, I won't beat you every day, at most once or twice a year, and I won't die." ”

"Shut up, you haven't yet."

"Remember, the next time for the air class is next year today."

Yu Qianzi snorted lightly, made a threat, and the light sped up and disappeared into the sky.

Jiang Ding's expression froze.

Today has been carried away, almost forgotten, the future is not today's thing.

In the next few years, I will step up my swordsmanship, and strive to enter the second realm of kendo as soon as possible, and the sword qi is thunderous.

Otherwise, it's not a thing to be beaten all the time.

Back in the dormitory of Yinkong Island, the sun god tree broke through the ground behind him, the trunk of the tree rumbled into the sky, and the shade of the tree spread in all directions, reaching a width of more than 1,000 meters, covering the ground and covering the sky and the sun.

The aura of heaven and earth and the essence of the great sun converge here, and the bright light shines for dozens of kilometers.

Under the tree, Jiang Ding sat cross-legged, and between one breath and one breath, the sun god tree was bright and extinguished with the light.

The aura poured in from the outside world, first filtered through the canopy layer of the Sun Divine Tree, and then poured into the dantian, through the refining of the meridians constructed by the "Wanhua Magnetic Yuan Sutra" in the body, and poured into the blue lines of the eyebrows, and was absorbed by some unknown substance, which was used for the growth of the eyebrow imprint, and finally poured into the dantian, turning into accumulated mana.

The whole cultivation process is like this, a week is three months, and it is easy not to interrupt.

This is also the reason why high-level immortal cultivators hate others disturbing their cultivation, one interruption, three months of cultivation is completely in vain, and they have to start again.

Come a few more times, it is useless to love your wife for any child, grandson, and murder.

After a few months, a cycle of weekly cultivation ended.

Jiang Ding began to practice flying swords, and then went to school, went home, and opened the library from time to time to read the research and discoveries of recent years, as well as the research and development of new swordsmanship, sword escape, participated in the research and development of the secret art of the Great Day Baby, and the study and training of the military formation......

To add the Jin-92 clone of the Northern Plains and the Yanfa Spirit Puppet clone of the Xiandu Kendo Hall Building, the two of them also have a lot of things to do, and they are complicated.

And all that.

Basically, every day is very fulfilling.

There is no time for cultivating immortals.

Three years have passed like this, which is quite short, and it is only a time for the Jindan monk to cultivate three times.

Jiang Ding silently recited the "Great Sun Tianchi Sword Refining Method", completed the sacrificial training of the nineteenth earth-shattering prohibition, and put the Taiqing Flying Sword that changed from red to blue into the heart of his eyebrows, and focused his attention on this year's college entrance examination.

At this time, the cold weapon college entrance examination of Xianmen is underway.

It's not a coincidence, he just ended his work at this time and divided a little bit of time.

The Xianmen college entrance examination is still the same, and there has been no change in more than 100 years.

More than one million candidates began to take the assessment at the same time, each catching and fighting, and more than 600,000 live screens were divided, and every parent who cares about his child can find something he is interested in on the Xianmen live broadcast website.

Jiang Ding's divine consciousness poured into the Xianmen live broadcast website, and he chose to watch the live broadcast of all the cold weapons in the college entrance examination.

moment

More than 500,000 screens spread out densely in the space around him, as thin as a thumb, flickering and changing colors that are indistinguishable to the naked eye, like a mosaic of light.

"Not bad."

Jiang Ding's divine sense swept over, and his heart was happy.

"After nine years of cultivation and support, now in the cold weapons section of the Xianmen college entrance examination, the number of Xianmen citizens who use swords has reached 87.9%."

"The rest of the people, except for special hobbies, are because of family learning, or they are rotten."

"In another twenty or thirty years, more than ninety-five percent of the people who use swords should be able to use them."

Jiang Ding said confidently.

Using a sword, you can easily find excellent instructors and kendo teachers, the quality is high, not to mention the price is cheap, and the level of swordsmanship teaching has opened up more than three streets of cold weapons such as hammers, knives, guns, and axes.

The Dharma-Derived Spirit Puppet has not been done in vain all these years.

Jindan training courses have been held eighteen times, each session of more than 60 people, a total of more than 1,000 kendo teachers who have received Jindan sword training into the market, public schools, private schools, etc., and they have signed a training agreement with high liquidated damages, and they are making every effort to train qualified students.

With such a layer of fission, there are more than hundreds of thousands of qualified kendo teachers in Xianmen.

Coupled with the annual Huashan Sword Discussion, Kendo Ranking, Kendo Movies, Kendo Games, Kendo Stars, etc., the Kendo atmosphere of Xianmen has already undergone earth-shaking changes in the past nine years.

You have to learn swords, coaches, peers, higher level competitions, everything.

If you don't like swords, or you have a love for sledgehammers, then it's okay, that is, you have to accept teachers who are weaker than three points, no one discusses, no one cares, and you are born to stand behind the starting line.

Even if you are talented, powerful, and the last to come, this can only surpass those whose talent is much weaker than yours.

People with the same talent, or even a weaker talent than you, have already thrown you out of sight, and they are no longer at the same level.

"Not bad, not bad."

Jiang Ding looked at the long swords and flying swords flying around the screen, listened to the clanging metal sonorous sound, and felt a sense of satisfaction in the face of the golden wheat field in the autumn of the old farmer.

That's a million people, a million people a year.

No matter how you say it, there are two or three hundred thousand people who walk slowly on the classic road of Xianmen, try kendo, and see if they have any talent in this area.

Filtered down layer by layer, the last person who walks the way of the sword, how can I say that there must be thousands of people, right?

That's the talent of these people!

There are thousands of people a year, and they are all a little talented in swordsmanship, and over time, there is a steady stream of talents in Xianmen Kendo.

"Huh...... This little panda? ”

Jiang Ding suddenly sighed lightly and enlarged a live broadcast screen.

In the picture,

A black and white ball more than one meter tall and with a fat oval figure stood on the mountain, holding a three-meter-long hideous spike giant sword, covered in a lava-like dense sword qi spike, looking at his opponent with cute big eyes.

Three

(End of chapter)