"Gone Crazy......

"I don't want to experience it again after a hundred years."

Jiang Ding whispered.

This is just a clue of immortal art, not a real immortal fragment, which can easily attract his inner demons.

Obsession.

The desire for immortality, the worry about the secret art of the Great Day Baby, this is the fear that he has always hidden in the bottom of his heart, the fear in the dead of night.

Embarking on the path of the Taiqing Flying Sword, while getting a huge reward, it also made him incompatible with most Xianmen monks, without the secret technique of the Great Day Infant Formation, he may not be able to step into the Yuan Infant for the rest of his life, and the path is limited.

"But, that's it."

Jiang Ding recalled all kinds of demons in his heart, and sneered: "It's just a quick success, if you really want to overdraw the trust and tolerance of the Xianmen at all costs, it is true that it can speed up the research and development progress of the Great Day Infant Secret Technique, but what about the future?" ”

"How can I ask for the cooperation of others in the future?"

"Benevolence, morality, etiquette, reputation, is not false, this is the way to summarize the least internal friction in the process of the development of human society, put aside these people, not personality, not self, not seeking."

"It's stupid!"

"That's me, I'm a bully, if the body is here, it won't even make waves, and it will be chopped into powder in the brewing stage."

Put down the scroll.

Jiang Ding exhaled lightly.

This is a poison, with terrible traps, but also a supreme delicacy, containing all kinds of perceptions of the gold of the five elements, and may contain things related to the cause and effect of gold, which is the fur part of immortal arts.

Looking around, most of the Jindan monks had already chosen the tablet to be perceived, and many of them had chosen one together, looking at this side with a blank eye.

They didn't even glance at the nearby Jindan monk who vomited blood and retreated, and completely ignored it.

Jiang Ding's divine sense swept over the several tablets of the sages of the Fallen Void Sect surrounded by a large number of Jindan monks.

There are famous true monarchs in history, and there are also unknown ones, and the common point is that it contains the perception of the exercises, not something that is powerful but not urgently needed, and it may contain some explanations of the path of the Yuan Infant.

"Selected according to the merit ranking, there is only one time."

Jiang Ding's divine sense swept over and said lightly.

"Yui!"

Bai Mei Zhenren, Hei Lou Xi, Hei Lou Cheng and others were overjoyed, and lined up one by one to choose their own perception quotas according to their merits.

With a bitter face for lack of merit, he had no choice but to retreat and choose again.

Han Lin raised his eyebrows, his merits ranked twenty-two, and he could barely rank up to an inconspicuous Falling Void Sect spiritual position comprehension, and after reporting one or two, he lined up happily.

"That's right, here you go."

Jiang Ding remembered something, rummaged through the storage bag, took out more than twenty burned blank jade slips and sent them over, and came to Han Lin's side to levitate.

"This is the twenty-four canonical-level exercises of the Luoxu Sect, you have time to take a look, if you can't understand it, write it down, enrich it as a foundation, if you need any aspects of the secret technique, tell me, when I finish sorting it out, I will distribute a copy to you."

"Well, it's a bit of a pity that I didn't get the Yuanying-level inheritance, but the Jindan inheritance of the Luoxu Sect far surpasses the outside world, which can be regarded as helpful."

Before entering the Luoxu Sect, Jiang Ding had promised the other party that he would share his inheritance.

"Thank you, Uncle Tushan!"

Han Lin was overjoyed and bowed deeply.

For his kind of casual cultivation, the most precious thing is inheritance, and when he gets so much at once, he is instantly dizzy, as if he has been hit by a mountain of gold.

As for the lack of Yuanying inheritance, he has also heard about it, and it is true, the other party did not deceive.

The eyes of the surrounding cultivators suddenly became hot, and their eyes flickered, and they remembered the appearance of this Jindan early stage monk deeply.

"You don't have to say thank you, just fulfill the contract."

Jiang Ding shook his head, unfolded the scroll in his hand, and continued to comprehend the various five elements of gold depicted in it.

He was also aware of the greed of the monks around him, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Han Lin and he are in a cooperative relationship, not a relationship between the top and bottom, and he needs to bear any risks.

There should be boundaries between the monks' interpersonal interactions, and they should not be in charge of everything.

"Adult ......"

A Jindan early monk hesitated for a long time and stepped forward.

Jiang Ding smiled and looked over, as if he had guessed.

"Lord Tushan,"

The Jindan monk felt a chill in his heart, but he still said, "According to your Tushan Ertiao and the laws of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, is this painting scroll within the agreed range?" ”

"Naturally, it's natural not to be there, but I'm just curious."

He quickly added.

"Yes."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly: "My promise, before I suffer from irresistible external forces, is effective, just a painting, naturally will not affect anything." ”

"Your Excellency!"

The early Jindan monk breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and bowed back with gratitude, but did not say anything about borrowing or anything.

There were several surprises around.

"There are some suggestions that you can consider."

Jiang Ding pondered for a moment and said: "This painting is very dangerous, it is very dangerous for me, if you need to understand, there may be unknowable consequences, you bear your own responsibility." ”

"I'll know."

The Burning Sun Sword Son, the Six Dao Holy Son, and the others saluted solemnly, obviously not ignorant of the inside story.

"That's fine."

Jiang Ding didn't care about the other party's small movements, and with a casual throw, the painting scroll flew out and landed in front of several people.

"Thank you, sir!"

The hand of the Burning Sun Sword was a little trembling, and he took the scroll to comprehend, and the expression on his face changed violently, sometimes angry, sometimes distorted, sometimes dazed.

"Poof!"

After a few breaths, the Burning Sun Sword vomited blood and retreated, his face was like golden paper, his breath fell off a cliff, his face was full of fear, and he hurriedly took out a life-saving pill and swallowed it.

"Next."

Jiang Ding said lightly.

The clues of immortal art are not so easy to bear.

The Six Dao Holy Sons were afraid in their hearts, but they did not hesitate, took the painting scroll, and after a few breaths, they fell into the same fate as the Burning Sun Sword.

He didn't have a life-saving pill, and the cultivation at the peak of the golden pill fell instantly, and his anger was like a gossamer, and he looked like he was about to die.

"What is this?"

The surrounding Jindan monks shook, and they were still excited, but now they instantly lost their minds.

These two Tianjiao are like this, they come forward completely to seek death, and there will be no next result.

"Next."

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and cultivated quietly, not caring about the serious injury and dying of the Six Dao Holy Sons, and the hesitation of the blood streamers, just thinking about his own affairs.

These people, when they die, they die.

For him now, it is useless, if he doesn't keep his promise, he will be a killer now, and clean the Jindan of the Zheng Demon Alliance and the Black Clan.

Feeling the scroll every day, sorting out the collection of books of the Luoxu Sect, or pointing to Han Lin who came forward to ask questions with a shy face, the time passed easily and comfortably.

Unconsciously, months have passed, and the Luoxu Sect is about to close the mountain gate.

"I'm leaving."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and looked at Han Lin: "There may be Yuanying Cultivators in ambush in the outside world, their attention may be on me, you pay attention to yourself, try to survive." ”

"Uncle Tushan, cherish all the way."

Han Lin took a deep breath and said solemnly.

(End of chapter)

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