"Grass repair?"

"I'm also a grass cultivator from a remote place."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

A rogue is a rogue is a rogue

There is its progressiveness, and there is its brutality and backwardness, and the two simple words of grass cultivation show it vividly and vividly.

If the white-eyed real person wants to be in the Eighteen Horsemen of the Blood Cloud, with his combat exploits, he will get the opportunity of the Yuan Baby, I am afraid it will be quite difficult.

Of course, even if it weren't, he wouldn't be in the company of Blood Flowing Cloud and others.

With the chaotic nature of these people, each doing his own thing, and being cruel and unkind, even if he is an enemy of them, it is countless times safer than being a companion with them.

Jiang Ding walked slowly along the broken formation, and walked into the disciple peak where the formation was broken.

The surrounding storage bags and magic weapons were suspended, and then the ban was broken, and the things inside came into view, not much, adding up to more than 100 million spirit stones.

It's not uncommon for someone to have a lot of high-value stuff in their storage bags unless they're alone, knowing they're in danger.

Circles of blue soul extinguishing spells swung out, clearing the residual aura around them, and the remaining divine soul fluctuations.

In fact, under the shroud of the Shattering Sword Intent, these auras were not easy to retain, and the reason why they cast spells again was just in case.

These are the experiences of the predecessors of Xianmen, and a set of methods have been formed, and they are just done.

Jiang Ding stopped at the bottom of the peak and looked at the rows of bamboo and wood houses.

Ten thousand years have passed, the bamboo is still verdant, as the formation is broken, the breeze blows, the bamboo fades, the continuous fine house collapses, turns into ash, smoke and dust.

This is the residence of the disciples who have just started in the Luoxu Sect, and the materials are all ordinary materials, so naturally they cannot go through ten thousand years and be intact.

Jiang Ding's mind moved, and his divine consciousness enveloped the surroundings, isolating the inside and outside.

The wind stopped, and so did the collapsed and faded ashram, which remained as it was, and no further damage was made.

"It's right not to let anyone else in."

Jiang Ding nodded: "Archaeology is a delicate job, a lot of history exists in these monuments that seem not worth a spirit stone, if they are allowed to rob the tomb like a rough search, there will be no traces, what is the use of some spirit stones." ”

The divine consciousness cautiously probed into the ash-bound ash, probing little by little, with great detail, recording something from time to time.

The graffiti of the urchin on the walls, wood carvings, clothes hanging by the bed, paintings, etc., were all scanned by him and sent to the sea of knowledge for classification and archiving.

Dozens of minutes later, more than fifty jade slips appeared in front of Jiang Ding.

These jade slips were so fragile that even the air currents from the breath could turn them into a handful of white ash, and the internal structures were damaged and could not be read by the divine sense.

The Yuanying Monk is like this, it is not a matter of ability.

"However, my buddy's major is archaeology, and his grades are not bad."

Jiang Ding thought about it for a while, and a spell came to his mind.

The third-order low-grade spell, the Jade Jane Restoration and Repair Technique, one of the many repair spells in the archaeological category, is a must at the end of the term, for the Jade Jane.

Jiang Ding pinched the Fa Duel, and there were words in his mouth, and a hazy glow appeared on the tips of his fingers, and he carefully placed them on these jade slips.

The light flickered, slowly immersed in the jade slip, and the structure of the jade slip was restored.

A moment later,

These jade slips have condensed a little, and they no longer look like they will turn away at any time, and they can already be read by divine consciousness.

Of course, violent shaking or something like that still doesn't work, and it may collapse at any time.

Jiang Ding's divine consciousness poured into it.

“…… On the seventh day of the fifth month, I got to know Senior Sister Zhou......"

“…… Fire Raven ...... The sect is small and imaginary...... It would be nice if I could be like the Shuoyang Patriarch, who was also mediocre in his qualifications back then......"

“…… It's good that I didn't worship the Six Dao Sect......"

In the jade slips, they are all the diaries of the low-level disciples of the Luoxu Sect ten thousand years ago, or some spell essences, personal insights, family letters, etc.

Through these, you can get a glimpse of many things from 10,000 to 20,000 years ago and understand the customs of that time.

"Ten thousand years ago, the northern plains were full of sects."

Jiang Ding slowly understood, thoughtfully: "Is it the invincible powerhouse?" He changed everything with his own hands, and it has an impact to this day. ”

In addition, in the letters of these disciples, there are many references to a figure named Shuoyang Patriarch, and there is a lot of admiration, pride, and yearning between words.

When talking about the situation outside the sect, he also has a great eye on the world, and he has a huge sense of honor and belonging to his sect.

The collection of information is complete.

Jiang Ding got up and flew to the peak, passing by the pulpit, the nursery school, the Shi Chonglou and other places along the way, each of them had some gains.

The teachings of these new disciples of the Luoxu Sect are all foundation building monks, and the jade slips and paintings they left behind have a more in-depth description of the Luoxu Sect.

Luoxu Sect is a sect that is very good at the way of space, and it is one of the three major forces in the Northern Plains at that time, and it has the meaning of the first sect in the Northern Plains.

Originally, this was not the case, the Luoxu Sect was only one of the many major sects in the Northern Plains not long ago, although it was also prosperous, but it was far from the first sect.

Until, a figure named Shuoyang Patriarch was born, and the sect quickly entered its heyday.

"Shuoyang Patriarch ......"

Jiang Dingnian muttered about this name that was worshiped and respected by the disciples and sects of the sect, and there were many conjectures.

At the moment, don't dare to jump to conclusions and move on.

This place is called Disciple Peak, and there are really no heavenly and earthly treasures, even if there are, they are just some magic weapons that have long been destroyed, but the value of the information contained in them is much more valuable than the heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Mengxue Palace.

Jiang Ding came to the peak, his divine sense swept slightly, and he immediately saw a palace, which stored a large number of spell jade slips, exercise classics, etc., all of which were first-order things, as well as travel notes, miscellaneous studies, a total of more than 30,000 volumes.

It should be used by the disciples of the Luoxu Sect to learn from it.

"Not bad."

Jiang Ding's heart was overjoyed.

These things can enrich the Xianmen Library, and there may be a lot of knowledge that Xianmen has not had.

Don't look at the Luoxu Sect as far inferior to the Immortal Sect, and think that this knowledge is worthless.

The knowledge of cultivating immortals in the Luoxu Sect is not only the exploration of one of their sects, but also the crystallization of the exploration of cultivating immortals for many thousands of years inherited from the previous generation of immortal cultivation sects.

A world reproduces and grows, and the unique knowledge accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years is of immeasurable value, and perhaps some ordinary spell is related to the inspiration of refining the virtual realm.

Cast a special preservation spell from the Department of Archaeology, and wave your hand to put these exercise books into the storage jade pendant.

Jiang Ding's gaze fell on a statue in the main hall in front of Mengxue Palace.

This is a handsome man, with big fluttering sleeves in white clothes, looking into the distance, and the style of the white robe he wears seems to be somewhat similar to the one worn by Yin Dao, the Holy Son of the Six Paths.

Even the appearance is similar.

The 'Celestial Man' in the Six Dao Sect's "Celestial Incarnation Canon" seems to be like this, desperately approaching in this direction, believing that this is the true immortal body, the ultimate goal of the immortal path.

Under the statue, there are also many fonts that praise merit and virtue.

"Shuoyang Patriarch, Shuoyang Tianjun, unification of the Northern Plains, thousands of generations, the name of the void, spread the world, the foundation of the sect, evergreen and immortal......"

(End of chapter)