Taking advantage of the fact that this sudden feeling had not completely subsided, Jiang Ding hurriedly wrote it down.

Divine consciousness is the pen, and the sea is the paper, in which he keeps writing and drawing, and this is the case for more than a month, and a large piece of disorganized things are written in the sea of consciousness.

Looking closely, there are sword ways, golden spells, and some principles of the "Sun Breath Chasing Heaven Locking Technique" created by the Sun Destroying Heavenly Monarch.

There are more messy things, some kind of plants and minerals in the territory of Xianmen, and a certain scene that I saw when I was a child, some knowledge of electromagnetism......

If there is a Yuanying Zhenjun who comes to this sea of knowledge, he will be dizzy in an instant, tormented by all kinds of conflicting information, and he will be so uncomfortable that he wants to vomit blood.

“…… I don't understand it either. ”

After Jiang Ding finished writing, he was also embarrassed to read the formulas, data, and perceptions of various ups and downs in this sea of knowledge.

It's a mess, like falling into a garbage heap.

Unlike the prototype of the Sword of Gold Extermination, this is simply an inexplicable rhapsody, and it is difficult to say how much value there is.

"Send it to the Emperor of the Destroying Sun, maybe you can inspire something, and when the time comes, give me a second or third author or something."

Jiang Ding sighed, put away this sea of knowledge, packaged the information in it, copied it, and sent it through the Xianmen network.

No response.

The Emperor of the Destroying Sun should still be in labor reform at this point in time, and it is not time for entertainment, and he is not connected to the Internet.

"The first Sword Intent Monk was born, the second and the third ...... Or even dozens, and these will soon spring up like mushrooms after a rain.

It is inevitable, the law of nature, that accumulation erupts. ”

"My way is prosperous, ah......"

Jiang Ding closed his eyes, swallowed a massive amount of heaven and earth aura and the essence of the Great Sun in his breath, and entered a state of cultivation.

"Dingding......

As soon as the eyes were closed, a phone call came in, and the ringtone was piercing.

Jiang Ding showed a helpless look.

He can directly get through to the phone in retreat, except for his mother and sister, there are only a few people.

Zhang Junsheng's.

"Jiang Ding!"

"Jiang Ding, Jiang Ding, watch TV!"

connected the phone, and Zhang Junsheng's expression of extreme suppression of ecstasy came from it, but he refused to say anything, and urged repeatedly.

"Okay."

Jiang Ding's eyes swept and roughly guessed something.

After rummaging through the storage jade peri for a while, a large-screen TV with its own power supply was turned out by him and placed in front of him.

"It's been a few years since I bought this TV, right?

I bought it when I was in the dormitory in the mine, and it didn't work for many years, and it was ...... at that time."

Some complicated emotions appeared in Jiang Ding's heart, and he controlled them again.

"For more than 100 years, I don't know if the parts in it are rusty or broken?"

Jiang Ding's consciousness scanned the TV for a moment, and sure enough, he found that the revelations in many places were already very fragile, and many rubber sheets would turn into powder at the slightest touch, and rusty places were everywhere.

His storage jade pendant is a higher level, it can hold living things, and there is oxygen in it.

"Profiteers."

Jiang Ding scolded.

This is wronging.

At that time, he randomly chose an electrical appliance store on the street of Xiandu to buy things, and the grandson of the owner who sold them was estimated to be ashes.

This TV was originally used by mortals,It is impossible for the life span of more than a hundred years to not be bad,What's more, it often doesn't turn on once for more than ten years,What kind of quality can't bear to make it like this。

It's normal to break down, and it's well beyond the design life.

"Hurry up and fix it!"

"Don't grind! The time is passing! ”

When Zhang Junsheng saw him like this, he immediately became anxious, and urged repeatedly: "Why don't you connect your divine sense, hurry up and open the Xianmen one, and hurry up and watch the news." ”

"No, there's no sense of ceremony."

Jiang Ding refused.

The divine sense scans the parts of each part of the TV in front of it, analyzing its composition, the elements it contains, etc.

"Copper, iron, silicon, polyethylene......"

Jiang Dingnian muttered about the ingredients that appeared in his divine sense, and as soon as he raised his hand, a small mountain of copper ore, iron ore, silicon and other materials appeared in front of him, all of which were the leftover materials left over from the cultivation of the flying sword in these years, and they were very sufficient.

The mouth spits out the fire, and the divine consciousness and mana are the furnaces, and the refining begins.

The Yuanying-level divine sense can be called a heavenly chosen worker, and the efficiency is extremely high.

Soon

A copper and aluminum wire appeared, a wire sleeve appeared, a picture tube, a TV screen, etc., one by one, and various parts of the TV in front of him were replaced, and the appearance was exactly the same as the original.

"It should work."

Open it.

A glimmer of light flickered, and then, the picture appeared, and there was no rollover.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong......"

Just in time for the start of the news, the familiar melody echoed in the ears, unchanged for 10,000 years.

"Hello viewers and friends, today is the ...... of the lunar calendar on Friday 11320"

The two hosts dressed in Xianmen formal clothes began to speak, and a bunch of information scrolled below.

"Teacher, can you tell me what happened?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"Come on, don't worry, young people have to be patient......"

Zhang Junsheng looked reserved and refused to speak.

"Okay."

Jiang Ding smiled and waited quietly.

Brother Jin Dan's patience was terrifyingly strong, and he only waited for fifteen minutes, and halfway through the news, Jiang Ding's pupils began to gather.

"The 274th Xianmen Citizens' Conference was successfully held......"

“…… The Xianmen Ruler, Yuan, conferred the title of Twelve Yuanying True Monarchs in recognition of their outstanding contributions in their respective fields.

They are, Professor Yu Shengchao of Beidou University, Professor Yu has made outstanding contributions to the communication of divine consciousness waves, won the Xianmen Centennial Science Award, and the Dao number Ciyuan Zhenjun ......"

The first is a professor at the Institute of Communication Research of Beidou University.

"Professor Yu is indeed a masterpiece."

Jiang Ding showed admiration, he had heard of it, and had read the articles of this senior.

To put it simply, this senior and his team have taken a step forward in the absolute superiority of the Immortal Dao information technology in the realm that the Immortal Gate already possessed, and once again improved the efficiency by two percent.

This means that on the battlefield, the search and communication of the Xianmen have been improved by two percent.

In the Northern Plains, Jiang Ding was able to easily block the divine consciousness signals transmitted outward by the Burning Bone True Monarch and the Yin Dove True Monarch, so he relied on the tireless exploration of these predecessors.

"That's, that's!"

Zhang Junsheng's face bloomed with a smile: "This is an award ceremony that only happens once every 100 years, and only 12 people have this honor in a hundred years, so it can't be a top realm talent, and there is no one among hundreds of millions of people who is a dragon and phoenix, a peerless genius?" ”

"That's right."

Jiang Ding agreed.

The criteria for awarding Dao titles to the Immortal Gate are extremely strict, and they must be the best twelve people in every hundred years.

Don't look at the true monarchs of various universities, it is because their position is originally only the top talents, and only with the number of the road can they go to that position, which is the embodiment of Xianmen's extreme emphasis on education.

"Ciyuan Zhenjun, congratulations."

Yuan personally hung a gold wire medal, a baby treasure that can resist a god-level attack, around Professor Hanyuchao's neck, and stretched out his right hand.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Ciyuan Zhenjun's eyes were red, and his hands were clenched into distant hands, shaking non-stop.

This achievement is almost the crystallization of his thousand-year-old research.

Starting from the ignorant foundation building realm, I have been studying this project all my life, and I have been dying in battle, aging, and promotion around me, and I still insist on walking on this path.

In the end, it got what it wanted.

At the same time as the granting of the Dao number, the opportunity to transform the gods has also arrived, and you can enter the Sleeping Secret Realm and wait in line.

"Second place, ...... Mulan University"

Another gray-haired grandmother came through the curtain.

Jiang Ding looked intently at another Xianmen master.

"Ciyuan Zhenjun is one thousand and twenty years old this year."

Zhang Junsheng said suddenly.

"Hmm."

Jiang Ding didn't know why, and looked at him.

"He's going to go into a deep sleep, and after the awards ceremony, he'll say goodbye to his colleagues, friends, and family one by one...... Oh, this one doesn't, a thousand-year-old otaku.

Then he fell asleep and waited for two thousand years until the fate of the gods came to him. ”

Zhang Junsheng's face was complicated.

His sort of ...... Relatively backward, even inferior to me, after my two hundred. ”

"Two thousand years, maybe still not ......"

He stopped talking and sighed wistfully.

Jiang Ding was also silent.

Is Ciyuan Zhenjun strong? Is it talented? Don't have enough experience?

Of course strong!

This is the fierce man who promotes the inheritance of the Realm Overlord Immortal Dao to the next level!

However, there are more people like him in history, and even more fierce people, they are all queuing, and Ciyuan Zhenjun can only do this.

The immortal education of Xianmen is too developed.

It's no wonder that there are so many extreme hawks in all walks of life, there are no wars, they all have to find ways to create all kinds of big battles to fight, death is not a thing at all, something that was meant to happen.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Monarchs above and the Central Array Spirit Computer pressing, the Immortal Gate would have exploded long ago.

"Sixth place, Qingfeng University, Professor Zhang Junsheng majoring in rescue excavation of Dainichi relics!"

The host's voice was impassioned.

"In the process of excavating the ruins of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, Professor Zhang Junsheng rescued many technologies that were about to be lost, greatly enhanced the immortal path heritage of the Xianmen, and even contributed to the birth of realm-level achievements, saving millions of Xianmen soldiers in the Xianmen, and making a non-negligible contribution to the increase of the thirteenth small realm of the Xianmen."

In addition, Professor Zhang's ...... published in the newspaper "Xiuzhen"

The moderator counted the contributions of the award recipients.

In the news, Zhang Junsheng's expression was calm, the clouds were light, and he walked up to the stage, stood in front of Xianmen Zhiyuan, and saluted respectfully.

"Look, this has to be our guide."

Jiang Ding exclaimed: "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, this is to reach the realm of ancient sages." ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

"It's all trivial, you young learn more and sharpen more, you can reach the height of me."

Zhang Junsheng on the phone said reservedly.

"In recognition of Professor Zhang Junsheng's contributions, Xianmen awarded Professor Zhang as, Xianmen Chengyang Zhenjun!"

"Chengyang Zhenjun, congratulations."

Xianmen Zhiyuan hung the baby treasure medal on Zhang Junsheng's neck and congratulated.

"Thank you, senior......"

Zhang Junsheng couldn't maintain his expression anymore, tears were dripping down, he couldn't cry, and covered his eyes with his hands.

He is even worse than Beidou University's Ciyuan Zhenjun!

Ciyuan Zhenjun is still a professor of the popular Divine Consciousness Communication major, and his treatment in all aspects is top-notch.

The rescue excavation of his Great Sun Ruins is simply the unpopular among the unpopular, and the treatment in all aspects is outrageously low, and the opportunity to transform the gods is almost nothing.

He is not very good at fighting on the battlefield, not as much as his brother Dinghai Zhenjun in the dormitory.

Every night in the dead of night, I think that I will die in 1,200 years, and I will cry in secret.

"Congratulations,"

"Congratulations, Chengyang Zhenjun!"

Jiang Ding solemnly and solemnly saluted the old man on the other end of the phone.

"I wish, Chengyang Zhenjun, after many years, break the gods, step on the void, and watch the true immortal avenue!"

"Famous legend, Xianmen through the ages!"

The name of Chengyang is worthy of its name!

There is no "Great Day Sword Refining Method", there is no "Great Day Secret Technique", and there is no "Great Day Sword Pavilion" to excavate and translate the legacy of the Great Day Sword Pavilion day after day, year after year.

Without these, how could there be today's Xianmen Kendo?

(End of chapter)