Farewell?

Jiang Ding thought about it for a while, and logged on to the official website of Qingfeng University with his authority as a professor of the adult kendo department of Qingfeng University to inquire about this matter.

Qingfeng University has a doctoral program of 200 years, and Yu Qianzi should not have finished it, at most he has three doctorates.

Soon, a line of information was retrieved.

On June 24, 11340, Yu Qianzi, a third-year doctoral student at Seifeng University, applied for early examination completion, and passed the examination, and was awarded a doctoral degree in kendo and a doctoral diploma from Seifu University. ’

On the information, there is also a picture of Dinghai Zhenjun awarding her a degree certificate and graduation certificate.

"It's not in accordance with the procedure."

Jiang Ding complained: "Ben Tianjun is the professor of the kendo department, and your graduation certificate should be awarded by me, Dinghai Zhenjun has overpassed." ”

He knows that this is not as simple as students graduating early with excellent talents.

It must be the result of Aoki Senzong's diplomatic activities, what was promised, and let Xianmen believe it, so he agreed to Yu Qianzi's early graduation.

Of course, this is definitely not the price that affects the general trend, and a Taiyin sword will not do this.

Even if the Daozi of the Eight Great Immortal Sects of this generation dies, the Eight Great Immortal Sects can still activate the new Daozi, and the remaining lifespan of refining the Void Power can completely allow the Daozi to grow.

Even if the resources are enough, the time is enough for many Daozi to grow.

An immortal sect of Nuoda will not pin his life and death on a monk who has not grown up.

This is what many Xianmen predecessors said, Daozi is important, and it is not important.

"Ben Tianjun?"

"Cheeky."

Yu Qianzi showed disgust.

In fact, the original procedure for the kendo doctoral degree she got was awarded by the young man in Tsing Yi in front of her, but she strongly protested, and then changed to Dinghai Zhenjun.

"Here's for you,"

Yu Qianzi handed out a jade slip: "I have written down some thoughts about your sword escape, the fourth-order electromagnetic system sword escape, I hope to give you some reference." ”

"It should be difficult to meet in the future, I wish you all the best."

"And ...... If it's hostile, I hope you'll go all out, because so am I. ”

"If you have the strength to spare, I will leave you a whole corpse, bury it in the ancestral land of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, and set up an unknown monument to commemorate it."

Her voice was calm, like an ordinary classmate saying goodbye.

"Why the Unknown Monument? I thought I was going to write about the tomb of the last great day sword son Jiang Ding. ”

Jiang Ding asked curiously.

"Traitor,"

"That's how it should end!"

Yu Qianzi's expression changed, and he said hatefully: "The Great Sun Sword Pavilion is a group of traitors, their history should be completely erased, and they are not qualified to exist in this world. ”

"One day, the Sun Moon Sword Pavilion will once again reign in the realm and reach glory."

"Well, yes, yes, that makes sense."

Jiang Ding was full of agreement and took the jade slip in her hand.

"Humph!"

Such an attitude angered Yu Qianzi, she originally wanted to say something else, but now she had no mind at all, snorted coldly, and the tearing space disappeared.

"Just laugh, one day, you'll regret it!"

Sonor!

In the clouds, the crisp sound of the sword came and reflected in Jiang Ding's soul.

Icytic, frozen, hallucinogenic

As soon as he made contact, a large area of the sea of consciousness was frozen, and his thoughts froze, and even Yuanying Zhenjun had to fall into a cold dream, unable to resist.

"You've ...... in the late stage of Jindan"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

In the sea of knowledge, the shattering sword intent rang out, slashing out the sword intent that invaded the sea of knowledge freezing thunder, and instinctively followed the direction of the coming, locking the girl in the moon-white fairy skirt who was tearing the space in the distance.

Sword intent rumbled!

He descended into a cold divine consciousness space, and the hot and brutal killing intent accumulated over the years of sword refining poured into it, and the wave was like an explosion, the invasion was like fire, instantly collapsing a large area of the ice and snow divine consciousness world, killing towards its core.

"Extreme Great Day......

The girl in the moon-white fairy skirt turned pale.

Even if it is the same sword intent, the extreme great sun will be stronger than her, not to mention, the opponent's flying sword far surpasses her, and the same is true of the sword intent, coupled with the suppression of the extreme great sun, the confrontation at the level of sword intent is simply overwhelming.

"Slash!"

Faced with such a situation, Yu Chiko made her decision.

A sword out!

The supreme Taiyin sword intent is contained in it, the sword shadow is heavy, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false, along the shortest path of the mysterious space, the sword light is twisted into silk, bright and brilliant, and the speed is almost on the same level as the Taiqing Flying Sword, beyond its own limit.

Under this distorted and bright sword light, space, shadows, and will were all cut in an instant, and they were sharp to the extreme.

The Third Realm of Kendo,

Forge your sword into silk!

"You, good."

Jiang Ding's originally casual expression immediately became solemn, holding the Taiqing Flying Sword, and slashed down with a bang.

There was no silk, and the sword qi was not condensed enough, but with a sword slash, a radius of dozens of kilometers suddenly brightened, and the scorching and destructive will filled it, slashing towards the moon-white fairy sword that was twisted into silk along the channel of sword qi and thunder.

No matter how the opponent maneuvers, it is useless and firmly locked.

When the two flying swords collided.

Bang!

The terrible martyrdom erupted, and layers of scorching and icy sword qi overflowed, destroying the space layer after layer, and it did not recover for a long time.

Sonor!

The smoke and dust and the shattered spiritual light dissipated, revealing the figure of the Taiqing Flying Sword.

She groaned softly at the intact Moon White Immortal Sword in front of her, as if saying goodbye.

The next moment, he turned around and flew away, without the slightest hesitation or reluctance.

The Moon White Immortal Sword stood in place.

After a long time, she reacted and returned to the direction where she was cut out, and for a long time, she did not appear again.

"Refining Swords into Silk ......"

Jiang Ding stared at the Taiqing Flying Sword in front of him.

This is the third realm of the sword path, the sword qi and sword intent are highly condensed, which can bring stronger sharpness, stronger penetration, and have absolute dominance over the lower level kendo monks, and can be defeated by leapfrogging.

Now he is the second realm of the sword path, and the peak of sword qi and thunder.

Inheritance, but also lack of inheritance.

Every kendo realm needs a strong kendo foundation, and Xianmen is extremely bad at this aspect, so he can only let him grind and explore little by little.

Although his learning ability is stronger than that of Yu Qianzi, his swordsmanship is inferior, and he is helpless.

Yu Qianzi, who broke through the sword refining into silk, is no longer a person who can be defeated easily, and can be regarded as a Daozi-level opponent.

"Strength, it's okay."

Jiang Ding stuffed the Taiqing Flying Sword into his eyebrows, walked into the Yinkong Island dormitory, and closed his eyes.

Breathe and swallow the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of the great sun within a radius of nearly 100 kilometers, merge into the meridians and Zhou Tian, continue to refine, and turn into bits and pieces of subtle mana that fall into the dantian.

After another thirty-seven years of accumulation, you will be able to break through the late stage of Jindan.

……

At the same time,

At the entrance of the Immortal Gate's Sleeping Secret Realm, celestial phenomena have continued to appear in recent years.

A Yuan Infant True Monarch who had been sleeping for thousands or even thousands of years began to recover.

They gathered the old troops, nourished the meridians, sacrificed the Aerospace Heliship, formed new Aerospace Forces, and practiced to adapt to the military formation that had continued to evolve for thousands of years.

No one spoke, no one needed orders, and he was extremely skilled in making all kinds of preparations according to the plan issued thousands of years ago.

All kinds of silent, but there is an invisible killing intent permeating the sky above the immortal gate.

(End of chapter)