Chapter 1351 Mars Immortal Industrial Zone
The family is having a meal and enjoying themselves.
The meal was cooked together. Jiang Ding and Taiqing Feijian were chopping vegetables together, and Lin Wanqiu was in charge. Jiang Yuan was fine, but she was responsible for washing the dishes and cleaning the table after the meal.
Taiqing Feijian is also eating.
She was soaked in a bowl of water, bobbing up and down, adding some salt, soy sauce or something from time to time.
"Yuanwang has been promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage?"
"Yes, not bad."
"Xiaoyun is also a Nascent Soul cultivator? Is he called True Lord Xiaoyun? Alas, it's a pity that he can't. She was promoted to the stage of divine transformation, otherwise she would still be able to see her now..."
The family chatted and sighed from time to time.
However, I gradually adapted to it. Things like life and death must be experienced and slowly forgotten.
"Dang Dang... Dang Dang..."
"Hello friends, today is Wednesday, October 8, 15799, the 9th day of the eighth lunar month."
At this time, on TV The commercial is over and it's time for the news broadcast.
Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan couldn't help but be attracted to the TV.
News broadcasts, which are boring to contemporary citizens, are very novel to them.
"Today's important news is,"
"The Immortal Sect's ruler inspected the Nine Spirit Realm of the Middle Thousand World, inspected the boundary line between the Immortal Sect and the Eight Immortal Sects, and met with the Xuanwu Tiangong Dingding Zhenzhen and the Qingmu Immortal Sect Qingteng Zhenzhen. Respected representatives of the Immortal Sect."
"Yuan stressed that the friendship between the Immortal Sect and the Eight Immortal Sects is strong and unshakable, and no one with good intentions will be allowed to destroy it..."
"The second generation of the Immortal Sect. Star battleship It is about to be released. Compared with the first generation of planet-class battleships, the gun, speed, defense and other performance will be improved by 27.91%. The power of Xianmen will be strengthened again, and Xianmen’s army will firmly defend Xianmen. The territory of Xianmen will not waver or give up, Xianmen has me, citizens, please rest assured..."
"The deputy governor of Xianmen Da Ri Tianjun visited the Mars Industrial Zone to express condolences to the workers who are struggling on the front line."
"The Lord of the Sun emphasized that the Immortal Industry is the foundation for the survival of the Immortal Sect in the endless realm. It is the source of countless battleships, fortresses, and magic weapons. The number of Immortal Sect citizens has reached the 900 billion mark, and many key things must be done. The return of the mid-end manufacturing industry in Xianmen is crucial to revitalizing Xianmen's mid-range manufacturing industry, which is closely related to Xianmen's most basic security..."
"At the same time, Dairi Tianjun said that the employment problem of citizens has been solved There is no need to delay, this is our task, we must speed up and complete it well..."
"Mom!"
"Look at this person!"
Jiang Yuan pointed at the TV. screen, shouted.
On TV, a young man wearing a formal Taoist robe was patrolling the Mars Immortal Dao Industrial Zone surrounded by many god-transforming heavenly kings, cordially condolences to frontline workers, and met with administrative officials at all levels. In the Mars Immortal Dao Industrial Zone and many god-transforming monks, Yuan Ying Zhenjun held a meeting.
Obviously he is still the same person and looks the same.
However, in the Mars Immortal Industrial Zone, his face was still childish, but a majesty as deep as water bloomed unconsciously. Although his expression was gentle and did not show anger, and was cold, he was a god-like king. Ying Zhenjun, however, was sitting upright, not daring to relax at all.
Occasionally, the Great Sun God pointed out a problem, and the monk immediately broke into a cold sweat and immediately reviewed it.
These God-incarnation Heavenly Lords looked at the Great Sun Heavenly Lord as if they were children looking at adults, with respect and admiration, and did not dare to refute.
"Dingding, is this you?"
Lin Wanqiu put down her chopsticks, looked left and right, and repeatedly compared the person on the TV with the person on the dinner table. She almost couldn't recognize the person on the TV. .
Completely two extremes.
"It's me, Mom."
Jiang Ding put down his chopsticks, wiped a grain of rice from the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's my clone, the No. 1 administrative clone."< br>
"The deputy governor of Xianmen has a lot of things to do. He inspects various places, meets with the ambassadors of the eight immortal sects in Xianmen every hundred years, condolences to workers in various places, visits orphanages everywhere to see how the children are living, and returns to Xianmen every year. I'm going to work in a factory outside Xiandu for a day to set an example... I'm very busy."
"If I do all these things with my body, I won't have time to practice and study."
< br> "So, I created this No. 1 administrative clone." "His combat power is very weak, barely reaching the stage of becoming a god, but his soul calculation power is very strong, almost half the level of Lianxu Zhenzun, and he is specialized in using Come and handle government affairs in various places. When I finish my term in two hundred years and leave office, this administrative avatar will go to Jiuling Realm to preside over the research and development work of the Kendo Academy there."
"He is relatively close to officials at all levels because of his frequent contact with them. Be serious and don’t take offense.”
Jiang Ding explained.
"It looks so powerful..."
Lin Wanqiu and the other two exclaimed.
The two began to slowly accept the fact that their son and brother were the deputy consul of the Immortal Sect.
Although this all seems like a dream, it is very unreal.
“Back then, when you were taking the college entrance examination, your grandparents said that our family would have a Heavenly King in the future.”
"Now, unexpectedly, it has become a fact."
Lin Wanqiu sighed.
"Brother, can I go and play with him?"
"In the office of the deputy consul of Xianmen."
Jiang Yuan's attention is on another thing In fact, the eyes are shining.
Although they are both brothers, this brother seems to be more powerful, like a real deputy consul of the immortal sect, an ancient one, an old monster who transforms into gods, and a giant in the immortal way.
"Yes,"
"But you have to wait for his rest time and not disturb his work."
Jiang Ding said with a smile.
“Don’t worry, he has been maintaining a mortal’s schedule, which is comparable to that of a nine-nine-six oxen and a horse. There are many and sporadic rest times, so he can’t wait long.”
"Yeah!"
Jiang Yuan nodded vigorously.
She has already begun to look forward to the scene of taking a photo with the Deputy Consul of Xianmen in the office of the Deputy Consul of Xianmen.
Lin Wanqiu was also a little moved.
While chatting, the family finished eating and lay on the sofa watching TV together.
It has been more than 5,000 years, but TV has still not changed. There is still love, love, love, and all kinds of love. It seems that these screenwriters can't do anything except love.
This is quite frustrating.
However, Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan liked it very much and watched it with concentration. The scriptwriter written five thousand years later easily hit their hearts.
"Mom, Jiang Yuan."
"You can rest for a few years, and then you will go to school, Xiandu Kendokan Group Private University."
Jiang Ding interjected during the commercial break: "You will then be promoted step by step to the Golden Core and Nascent Soul Stages. Although you are sure of it, there is no harm in enriching some of the Immortal Dao knowledge. In addition, you can get to know some classmates of the same age, and you usually have a friend. Companion."
The old friends and social relations between the two are no longer there.
People always have friends to socialize with.
As for the private university of the Kendokan Group, it was established by Jiang Ding to train monks who could not enter the university but whose relatives were high-level monks, such as the children of the Sun-Destroying Lord, and many immortal sects The children of the monks who transformed themselves into gods gave these blood relatives a way to go.
“Got it!”
Jiang Yuan and the two waved their hands.
(End of this chapter)