Jiang Ding looked at the painting scroll close at hand in front of him, hesitated, and didn't dare to stretch out his hand for a long time.

Immortal, with pollution!

It's not how it wants to be, how malicious it is to people, it's there, it's simple, it doesn't care about anything, it exists forever.

It's just that it's too complicated, too terrifying, and difficult for mortals to understand, just like the primitive apes who want to forcibly understand modern technology, and the conflict of common sense will inevitably fall into madness.

The inability of the brain to receive this information, combined with the true power possessed by the immortals, can cause mortals to produce terrible distortions and distortions.

Silent for a long time,

He informed the main body to run away at any time and return to the Immortal Gate to accept the protection of the Central Array Spirit Computer.

No, it's not safe.

A fixed time should be set to return to the Immortal Gate, and once the time is reached, no matter what happens, return to the Immortal Gate immediately and undergo a high-standard test of Divine Soul, Flesh and Blood, and Exercises, as well as the all-important cause and effect test.

The ontology did not respond.

It seems to be stunned, the first time I encountered something of this level, I was thinking, and I considered all aspects of the conditions.

"Yes."

After a long time, the ontology answered, agreeing with his judgment.

A clone, separated by hundreds of thousands of kilometers, may not be safe enough, and such a thing as immortal art, even if it is just a clue, is worthy of such a standard treatment.

"In that case......

Jiang Ding took a deep breath, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and slowly stretched out his left hand to grab the scroll.

Move slowly, move slowly.

The arm was as steady as iron, without a hint of trembling.

There were many stares around, and many people saw him so solemn, and many conjectures immediately appeared in their hearts.

They are just guessing.

The Six Dao Holy Son and the Burning Sun Sword Son showed an incomparably eager look, not looking at the surrounding tablet inheritance, staring at the painting scroll.

When he saw that hand stretched out, the desire and greed in his eyes became more and more hot, and he couldn't help but take a few steps forward, like a moth to a fire.

Jiang Ding's hand fell on the scroll.

The touch is as warm as jade, there is no sudden explosion as imagined, or thousands of golden blades bursting out, it is just an ordinary painting scroll.

Pick it up, put it in front of your eyes, and there is nothing out of the ordinary.

"It looks ordinary...... But those who practice the path of cause and effect are very insidious, so they should be on guard against this. ”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

Glancing around.

The Six Dao Holy Sons and the Burning Sun Sword Son paused.

The two of them stiffened, as if they had been poured down by a basin of cold water, and they were drenched in cold sweat, and they hurriedly retreated, and kept giving up.

"It may be dangerous, but it has to be opened."

Jiang Ding didn't care, and after thinking for a while, he held up the scroll with his mana, and slowly spread it out with his left hand, revealing the scene inside.

It's a very well painted painting.

It is not complicated, a graceful and gentle woman, with clouds and temples, dressed in neon clothes, frolicking in the lake, soaked clothes clinging to the delicate undulating delicate body, white mist.

On the horizon, the sunset shines on, covering the lake and the beauties in it with a layer of golden glow, which is incomprehensible.

"It's ordinary, nothing mysterious, and I'm not sure it's what I'm looking for."

Jiang Ding sighed.

"Further confirmation is needed."

He let go of the protective isolation of the shattering sword intent, and his divine consciousness poured into it, carefully comprehending every stroke and every distorted pattern in the painting.

This is quite dangerous, and the person who practices the path of cause and effect has his mind touching it without any protection, which is tantamount to putting the vital point of the heart on someone else's blade.

But this is necessary, otherwise, there is a high risk of bringing back a painting that has no value.

Cold to the touch.

Jiang Ding shuddered, instinctively feeling some kind of cold, slimy thing in contact with his own soul, and then disappeared without a trace.

Once again, the Shattering Sword Intent scanned the whole body, especially the Divine Soul.

Nothing.

It's like, what was close to Daozi's intuition just now was just an illusion.

"Good, good......"

Jiang Dingxin Lake is like a mirror, there are no ups and downs, and his divine sense continues to look at the beauty bathing in the lake under the sunset.

At this time, at a glance, a huge change was suddenly noticed.

Light!

Golden light!

The beauty of the lake, the surface of the lake, the sunset, and the sunset are all blooming with infinite light at this time, woven by the brilliant gold silk threads, exuding an immortal and sharp aura, far beyond the limit of the fourth-order heaven and earth treasures.

At least a fifth-order, god-level Yaojin!

After a while, the golden light disappeared, the sunset, the lake, the neon dress, the beauty, and the original vivid color were restored again.

Jiang Ding held his breath.

The sparkling surface of the lake seems to contain twisted lines at this time, like the flexibility of the gold of the five elements;

The eyebrows of the beauty sword, with a sharp aura, cut through the space, seem to contain the sharpness of the gold of the five elements;

The little brushwork of the sunset seems to depict the cause and effect between the gold of the five elements and the sun......

One stroke at a time, all of them contain a change in the gold of the five elements, all of which are all-encompassing, all of them are mysterious and abnormal, and contain all kinds of insights of an invincible person in the world.

Jiang Ding just looked at these, and his heart couldn't help but rise to a lot of inspiration for the Five Elements Gold, for the flying sword, for the sacrifice, for the inscription of the forbidden ground, and even for the Great Day Infant Secret Technique, at this time, he suddenly had a lot of ideas, and he couldn't wait to go into the laboratory to verify it.

"The progress of the research and development of the Big Day Baby Secret Technique is too slow."

Jiang Ding's heart had a thought that he had thought about and hidden: "If a large number of Jindan monks verify it, and then dissect it on the body and soul, it should be able to greatly speed up the progress." ”

"It's not against the law."

"You can consider using the prisoners of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, or using the hostile Jindan monks and the death row prisoners of the Immortal Sect, even if they are cruel, they are all necessary sacrifices."

"In addition, Zhang Junsheng is too lazy, he always spends a lot of time on cultivation, and there is not much time left to develop the Great Day Infant Secret Technique......"

"There are still far away, there are other Avatar monks, why don't they come to help me?

These selfish people only care about their own cultivation......"

"Also, Jiang Yuan and I are siblings, so we may have high experimental value......

Unconsciously, Jiang Ding's face became hideous, and a blue and black qi swept across his face, and the mana in his body ran violently, frantically impacting the meridians everywhere, wanting to break free from the shackles and carry out a free carnival.

There is no longer any benevolence, righteousness, etiquette and morality, as long as you are immersed in the ocean of knowledge, there is nothing outside your heart, and there is nothing else.

Sonor!

Sonorous!

The Breaking Sword Intent buzzed, blooming with endless light, suppressing the distracting thoughts that were tumbling in the heart lake, and those who were not convinced were directly cut through and turned into powder.

Sword after sword, if you dare to take your head, you will die.

The sound of the sword roaring, the violent sword intent unscrupulously vented to the surroundings, and the Jindan monk who was a little closer was like a thunderbolt, vomiting blood and retreating, away from here in horror.

Eventually, the heart lake calmed down.

Occasionally, there were waves rolling, and they were immediately suppressed by the shattering sword intent, and they could no longer set off wind and waves.

(End of chapter)

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