There are no years of cultivation.

In three years, Jiang Ding practiced as usual to accumulate mana, took classes to learn to increase the immortal Dao heritage, and followed the Yuan Infant level to learn the exercises to prepare for the future.

Besides

The sacrifice of the Taiqing Flying Sword did not stop, and it was already able to practice while refining the Flying Sword, and the two did not conflict with each other.

This is the sword of his Daoji.

Even if the efficiency is relatively slow, even if there is a lack of secret skills, even if it takes more than five hundred years to advance to the peak of the baby treasure, it cannot stop moving forward and pinning its hopes on the future.

Go ahead no matter what, no matter what happens.

However, the slow refining of the flying sword is not without benefits, saving money.

Originally, it was expected to spend 700 million lower-grade spirit stones on the Taiqing Flying Sword alone a year, and once a year, he would purchase the No. 10 Synthetic Gengjin, which was equivalent to the fourth-order supreme material.

Now, three years won't cost that much.

It is a blessing in misfortune that the finances, which were expected to go bankrupt, can now hold out for decades.

Although this saving and frugality he did not want.

For him, spending more money has never been a problem.

You can go to the loan, you can go to collect it from well-wishers, you can arrange the Tushan maid group to control more territory, you can solve it.

Only cultivation cannot be delayed.

……

The Great Sun Sword City is tens of thousands of miles away.

Jiang Ding woke up from standby.

There are no accidents, nothing happens to meet someone who buries himself deep in the ground and is very good at concealing spells.

Even coincidences are useless, don't think.

He is not a dead man, he can walk away in advance, and there is no cause and effect, grievances, hatreds, joys and sorrows, and clutches that can touch him without his permission.

"Three years have passed quickly......

Jiang Ding took out a paper-like invitation from the storage jade perry.

Nothing happened.

Broken?

Jiang Ding was stunned.

"Oh!"

After thinking about it, it dawned on him, and he let go of the hiding around him and opened up a passage.

The third-order top-level electromagnetic spell "Magnetic Concealment" is not just a matter of concealing the body and breath, it can even cover up information, divine consciousness transmission, etc., and cut off internal and external communication.

Airplanes!

The invitation vibrated for a moment, and received some kind of message from the outside world, and lines of text appeared on it, spreading like thin snakes.

"Great Day Sword City, Gray Dirt Street, Rotten Wooden House......"

Jiang Ding put away the invitation, covered himself again, and flew into the distance.

It didn't take long to re-enter Sword City.

Jiang Ding followed the trend, took out a cloak with a concealment spell and put it on his head, walked around the city, and came to a slightly dilapidated urban area.

The Great Sun Sword City did not have the exaggerated slums of the Immortal City under the rule of the Hei Clan, which wanted to destroy the self-esteem of the immortal cultivators, but similar places were still common.

Most of the people who come and go are Qi cultivators, who are engaged in low-paid jobs such as alchemy apprentices, force workers, spiritual farmers, and swordsmanship sparring every day.

Gangs, protection fee squeezing, robbery with chaotic public security, selling spring, hidden demon path cultivators who have a need for corpses and souls, etc., are indispensable, and they are very complete.

Natural selection of the fittest survives, and the weak have original sin.

Entering here, the divine sense swept over, and there were three robberies and robberies in the vicinity at the same time, one of them was still a household robbery, a demon monk was refining zombies, and twenty-nine immortal cultivators were stealing, immortals jumping, and so on.

"All beings are suffering, ......"

Jiang Ding sighed slightly.

In a state of concealment, he didn't do anything, he was used to it.

The scope of his divine consciousness is too large, dozens of kilometers of cities, there are things happening all the time, and it is simply unrealistic to take care of each one.

These things are as constant as breathing.

Without the ability to dominate the order, it cannot be cut off at all, and it is removed and born, and there is no end.

Faced with this situation,

He is only chivalrous when he needs to, and no matter how much he has, he will have no spare strength, which will increase the possibility of exposure.

Without asking for directions, his consciousness swept over, walked dozens of steps, and came to a rotten wooden house in disrepair.

There were two Qi cultivators living in it, and they didn't know anything about his arrival.

Jiang Ding glanced around, there were no Jindan foundation cultivators walking with him.

"It should be a variety of entrances, distributed everywhere according to the invitation, and the teleportation array is connected."

"The secrecy is okay."

Activate the invitation.

Airplanes!

The invitation shot out a ray of spiritual light and landed on the rotten wooden house, and suddenly, the environment changed, and a small teleportation array appeared in front of Jiang Ding's eyes.

Jiang Ding's divine sense swept over and judged that this was a miniature teleportation array within a hundred kilometers.

Still, it's dangerous.

If someone sets their destination on the Jedi, all of a sudden there will be death and no life.

If the main body was here, it would be impossible for him to enter any strange teleportation array, and he didn't trust the guarantee of any force, so he would rather walk on his own or give up his purpose altogether.

Anyway, there is still a lot of time and opportunity in the future.

Even if he doesn't, he can't take risks, and staying safe is the biggest opportunity.

"That old Deng,"

"Alas, I was born to work hard......"

Jiang Ding sighed, tested it slightly, walked into the teleportation array, and activated it.

The white light flickered, and the space changed.

Jiang Ding didn't feel any discomfort, this level of spatial change didn't have any effect on him.

Look around,

It is an empty and dimly lit underground space, inverted in the shape of a bowl, with a stone platform in the center.

In the higher places, there are also independent secret rooms, and there are independent space formations inside, as well as escape formations and covering formations.

One after another, the monks appeared, most of them using spells to cover their appearance and aura, and very few were open.

The only thing in common is that there is more or less a sharp aura on the body.

There are more and more people.

Soon, tens of thousands of people were present, most of them were Zhuji monks, some were Jindan monks, and Yuanying Zhenjun did not appear, or hid himself.

Jiang Ding randomly chose a seat, sat on it, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

In fact, the Nine Chambers of Commerce gave him the qualification for the secret room.

However, he didn't trust the various formations and cover-up arrangements, thinking that the more superfluous things he had, the more he would expose himself to the eyes of the Nine Chamber of Commerce.

As for the credibility commitment and the like, the Nine Merchants Association even depends on others for their own survival, and I am afraid that they will not be able to do anything.

"Boom!"

"Colleagues, in Xia Long Nianzhi, this underground auction will be presided over by Zaixia...... Rules ......"

After a few hours,

An elegant old man appeared on the stone platform, and Jin Dan was at the peak of his cultivation, and introduced with a pleasant face.

This is customary, and immediately after the auction begins.

"The first lot, the reunion of flesh and bones."

"This thing can increase the success rate of two percent of the pill."

"The starting price is eighty-two high-grade spirit stones, the third-order heaven and earth treasures are available, if there is a sword monk soul of the Jindan level, four pieces are enough, if there is a sword intent sword cultivation soul, the owner is willing to take out another knot gold pill to compensate ......"

After warming up slightly, Long Nianzhi said in a loud voice.

The first item, which was the Evil Dao Knot Golden Pill, immediately caused a sensation among all the foundation building monks in the venue, and the atmosphere instantly became warm, and the price cries came and went.

"I'm not happy."

"There are really a lot of people who should be killed."

Jiang Ding glanced at this elixir that faintly had a mother's eighteen sons' souls and bitter wails for a moment.

I was upset when I saw it, so I simply closed my eyes and recuperated.

He was not interested in these auction items and waited quietly for time to pass.

At the same time, a secret room.

The suave Fufeng real person scanned the entire auction venue, his eyes swept over each person carefully, not letting go of anyone, comparing and distinguishing with the picture in his memory.

(End of chapter)