On the horizon, a majestic black hall appeared in front of him.

As high as a mountain, as big as a city.

Pieces of plain white cloth curtains fall from the roof, fluttering in the wind, and from time to time the smell of incense lingers in it, like a heavenly palace in the clouds.

"It's well preserved, it's relatively complete."

Jiang Ding silently watched here, the holy place in the hearts of all the monks of the Luoxu Sect, the spiritual sustenance.

The location of the patriarch's tablet.

High-level monks, especially those from sects, mostly have extremely deep feelings for their own sects, including some demonic sects.

Because, this is his home.

Outer disciples and the like, work all day long, so that they can get a few spirit stones, and they have been fortunate for several years in exchange for a few spells, and from time to time they have to be oppressed, humiliated, and take away the few spirit stones left.

As soon as the senior uncle and elder above spoke, dozens and hundreds of low-level disciples would have to die, and those who had experienced nine deaths and a lifetime, hundreds of people survived, and less than a few survived.

In this way, the reward is only one or two bottles of elixir and one or two magic weapons.

Not even these.

If you are sharpened by someone's mouth, everything you get from nine deaths and a lifetime will be taken away immediately, and you won't get anything.

In this case, it would be ridiculous to let the outer disciples and the like have feelings for the sect, and people would like to destroy their own sect.

High-ranking monks from sects are different.

The outer disciples were extremely frightened, and they were secretly called blood slaughter, and the elders who killed hundreds of low-level disciples at one time were amiable in their eyes, often helping their elders, and from time to time they were a little naïve.

The true junior brother who is arrogant and domineering in the eyes of the outer disciples and whips the disciples for fun at every turn is a cute little junior brother in their eyes.

The teacher loves and cares, the uncle takes care of it, the little sister admires it, and the senior sister is gentle as water and cares silently......

These emotions are all real.

After all, who doesn't love a classmate with good qualifications, a firm heart, and a handsome appearance?

It is also the right thing to take care of, make mistakes and correct them patiently, teach life experience, and take out spirit stones to help one or two when you are in difficulty.

When the high-ranking monks grow up, there will be nothing to do.

The whole sect is his junior, admired, admired, and under an order, the whole sect will try their best to complete, be loyal, protect the sect all their lives, and strengthen the sect......

Many high-ranking monks have spent most of their lives in the sect.

In this way, it is not difficult to imagine the strong feelings of high-ranking monks for their own sect.

Just like the white-eyed real person, he is ruthless, everything is based on interests first, and there is very little emotion, but he is still willing to fight to the death for the sect, these are the factors.

"Shuoyang Tianjun also has extremely deep feelings for his sect."

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed.

The ancestral hall here is too well preserved.

The cloth curtain is white and flawless, and the breath of Yunding incense still exists after 10,000 years, which must be deliberately reinforced.

"The formation here ......"

Jiang Ding's divine sense unfolded, and from time to time he entered some tentative magic weapons, and assessed the situation of the formation little by little.

Around, there were some corpses of Jindan monks and fragments of magic weapons.

Obviously, there were monks who had been moved by this place before, and then they died here, one by one, so that this place was empty.

"The fourth-order top-level formation, there is no external force damage, and it can attract the blessings of all the formations of the entire Falling Void Sect in an instant, and it is the core of the Falling Void Sect."

"However, after 10,000 years, there is no maintenance, which has a great impact on its functioning......"

Jiang Ding calculated silently, and after a few days, an answer appeared in his heart.

"Now, the breakage of the breakage of the surrounding auxiliary formation, the collapse of the collapse, taken together, it should have ...... The disadvantage of the degree of the fourth-order mid-grade formation is that it is relatively rigid, and the operation is sluggish in many places, so it is not difficult to break it. ”

"The number of Jindan monks needs at least three hundred."

Jiang Ding thought about the number of ruins entering the Luoxu Sect, his expression changed slightly, and he found that it was not good: "It seems that the number of people is not enough...... No, these Jindan monks can't continue to fight, their lives are also fate, and it's not good to die too much. ”

"However, even if they don't die now, it seems that there are not enough people!"

Jiang Ding's heart was cold.

Jindan monks, it is rare to see in the outside world, it is enough to suppress a region, fight and kill a lot, and he killed a lot more, now the number is getting smaller and smaller, it is possible that the number of Jindan monks in the entire area is not three hundred.

"Yes, there's blood on them."

Jiang Ding suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up: "There are a few of them, one person can barely be equivalent to forty Jindan monks, and the three together are one hundred and twenty people, which is almost enough." ”

"Sun Sword ......"

Thinking about it like this, the person of Lieyang Jianzi is a bit of an eyesore.

Dare to hunt down his riches.

Shameless, shameless.

"Alright."

"Now it's time to go and see the Burning Sun Sword, the Blood Flowing Cloud, and the Three Holy Sons of the Six Dao, such a good sunny day, if you don't come to work with me, you actually play a game of chasing and killing, I don't know what to do."

Jiang Ding pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, his eyes showed murderous intent, and he turned around and left the Patriarch Palace.

……

Jiang Ding flew in the sky, wandering around the Disciple Peak, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and other places, searching for a long time, but he didn't even find a single monk hair.

"Where did they go?"

Jiang Ding frowned, his divine sense sensed, landed on a white jade sword more than a thousand kilometers away, and asked, "Where is the place with the most monks?" ”

After a long time,

"Uncle Junior!"

Han Lin's voice came, mixed with the sound of whirring wind, as if he was fleeing in embarrassment, and from time to time there were angry scoldings such as 'return my essence blood Yunzhi', which was blocked by him at once, and he took a breath and said, "The most monks?" Uncle Xiao, the most monks should be in the Elixir Garden, and many Jindan monks have gathered here to break the formation and search for the elixir. ”

"I heard that there is even a refined nine-yuan ginseng here, and its juice can increase the chance of one or two layers of babies."

His voice suddenly became extremely hot.

"Uncle Junior, do you want to come?"

"I can't catch it, but I can sense where it is, and if I can finally catch the nine-element ginseng that has become a sperm, I only need a drop of juice."

"Let's talk about it."

Jiang Ding was noncommittal and disconnected the arraignment.

This thing doesn't work for him.

What is really related to his marriage is the secret technique of the Great Day Baby, and then without any assistance, he can 100% break the golden pill, condense the Yuan Baby, and control the void from now on, and live for 1,200 years.

It's just that R&D is a bit troublesome.

After all, it was the Realm Master's Infant Formation Secret Technique, which was related to the strongest single power in the Realm, and even though the Avatar Cultivator had joined in from time to time to help him and Zhang Junsheng deal with some key issues, the progress was still terrifyingly slow.

According to the latest calculations of the Xianmen Academy of Sciences, according to the current research and development progress, it will take 3,700 years for a rough draft to appear at the shortest.

Three thousand seven hundred years!

Zhang Junsheng is a little desperate, he has been a little discouraged recently, and his motivation to work is insufficient.

To this end, the Xianmen Academy of Sciences also formulated a sleep plan for Jiang Ding.

The Immortal Sect allocated four to seven opportunities to transform into gods, intending to let him begin to enter the Sleeping Secret Realm at the age of two hundred and fifty, waking up every five hundred years, promoting the research and development of the secret technique of tying a baby, and then continuing to enter a state of deep sleep to delay the passage of life.

It has been like this, waiting for thousands of years, until the Great Day Baby Secret Technique was successfully developed.

(End of chapter)