Chapter 1355 Take a look at the world again
Jiang Ding is flying in the sky.
Today, the small world is no longer an extremely broad scope for him.
He used the six-path order as a lever and walked according to the rules. The space in front of him almost lost the distance, at least in the spiritual observation of the cultivator. There is no difference at all.
At a certain moment, Jiang Ding stopped and stared at the earth.
To be precise, it is a mountain range that spans hundreds of kilometers on the earth. To the monks who transform themselves into gods, this is a small slope that can be easily destroyed with one strike. In fact, it cannot be called a mountain range.
The name of this mountain range is Dongling Mountain.
This was the name at least four thousand years ago.
Now in the consciousness of the surrounding mortals and immortal cultivators, this mountain range seems to be called Blue Iron Mountain, because it produces a mortal ore called blue iron ore, and the swords and weapons cast from it are the favorite of warriors in the world. thing.
For thousands of years, the name of this mountain range has changed many times, either because of minerals, an emperor, a war, or various reasons.
The ancient name of Dongling Mountain has long been lost in time.
However, in the hearts of the cultivators in this world, its name is still Dongling Mountain, and it has never changed.
"This is the place where I first appeared."
"More than four thousand years ago..."
Jiang Ding didn't say anything, nor did he look. Where to go, just thinking silently.
His gaze seemed to penetrate more than four thousand years of time, and he saw the scene when an ignorant high school student appeared in the world for the first time.
He is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old high school student, wearing a color-changing camouflage uniform, with a drone hovering in the sky more than two thousand meters above his head, carefully exploring his surroundings.
"We were so handsome back then!"
"One person and one sword came to my future world, and little by little began to save the world from danger."
< br>Jiang Ding is quite contented.
He didn't have any idea of looking down on his younger self. Instead, he sincerely admired him and planned to learn from him.
Then, once again,
Become the master of the world!
"Meteor Realm..."
Jiang Ding whispered.
"Now the world is enveloped in a glorious order."
"Large-scale wars are no longer happening, whether it is for mortals or cultivators, the Tushan Law envelopes all civilized places, all people in the world, human and demon monks, Everyone is bathed in order. "
"The peace and happiness of the entire world are dozens of times higher than in the past."
"Whether it is in terms of average life span, average wealth, or spiritual and cultural wealth. The hope of Dao is at least ten times greater than when I came.”
“The world is blessed to have me.”
"How can such luck and glorious order only be given to the creatures in this small world? This is unfair. I have the obligation to save more people..."
Jiang Ding looked up at the sky, Look at the endless starry sky in the distance.
Keng~
The Taiqing Feijian whispered softly, cold and bloody, as if billions of blood seas were condensed into a wisp, spilling over the world, but not affecting the ants in the slightest.
More than two thousand years ago!
Two thousand years!
In two thousand years, the Flying Sword of the Sun has never killed any strong man. This shouldn't be the case. This is not the essence of the Flying Sword of the Sun. No matter how strong a monk's self-control is, there is a limit.
"No, no, no."
"My self-control is infinite..."
Jiang Ding said to himself.
The scarlet color in his eyes slowly disappeared, and his whole person returned to normal, without any trace of murderous intent, as if the madness just now was just an illusion.
Jiang Ding walked along Dongling Mountain and silently looked at the footsteps of the past.
There used to be a Dongling Mansion and Dongling City next to Dongling Mountain. Now it is already a wild jungle with no ruins. No one remembers that hundreds of thousands of people once lived here. Many earth-shaking events happened at the time, which later affected the entire world.
"If archaeologists come here, they can still find some traces." Jiang Ding reached out and picked up a tile from the soil hundreds of meters deep, searching carefully in his soul, especially It is a retrieval of memories from childhood.
“This is a tile from the ninth row and seventh column on the left side of the tiled house in the front yard of my buddy’s grocery store. It’s still intact.”
"Fate."
"It's been four thousand years, little gadget, and it's good that you still exist."
Jiang Ding put it away.
Then, his figure flashed and he walked up to the gate of Qiyu Sect, which was very close.
This is still a Jindan level sect. Compared to more than four thousand years ago, it has neither declined nor prospered. It just exists like this and may exist for tens of thousands of years in the future.
It all starts with a promise.
More than four thousand years ago, Jiang Ding joined the Seven Feathers Sect and promised to protect the inheritance of the Seven Feathers Sect for at least three thousand years, and now he has done so.
The only pity is that the witnesses promised back then, Baimei Zhenren, Li Qingyun, and the second senior brother, have died long ago. Their life span has reached the end early, and no one has come to see him complete. fulfilled his promise spanning three thousand years.
Jiang Ding took another step forward, crossed the Wuling Desert, and arrived at the Animal Spirit Fairy City.
This is the fairy city in Tushan Atrium. It is more prosperous and has many monks. Various medium and low-end fairy industries are spread here, creating huge wealth and benefiting all monks and mortals.
"The first Nascent Soul monk I killed, True Lord Divine Crow, I still remember you."
"That's great..."
Jiang Ding sighed slightly.
His steps were slow, often spanning tens of thousands of kilometers at a time. He was in one place after another where he had been in the past and where important events had happened. He recalled the past and felt a lot. .
Unfortunately, this world is too small.
It took him several hours to complete this memory, and his Taoist heart completed a closed loop, and he had no regrets anymore.
Jiang Ding knows that he may never come to these places he has been to in the past again, because he has no curiosity. This is the last time.
In the future, even if you become a true immortal, you will never come here again.
Because there is no need.
Unconsciously, many things are already for the last time.
Finally, Jiang Ding came to the Blood Demon Abyss of the East China Sea and watched silently.
A bloody fight is taking place here.
The Lieyang Heavenly Lord, with his blond hair dancing wildly, already looked like a middle-aged monk. He roared, and attacked a blood demon at the peak of his god transformation with his sword. His immortal sword power spread in all directions, and he cut down One after another, the sword light split the scorpion-tailed blood demon into pieces at the peak of his transformation into gods.
With his body in the middle stage of divine transformation, he killed the blood demon at the peak of divine transformation like a massacre!
"Weak."
"Too weak."
After the Lieyang Heavenly Lord killed his opponent, he did not feel any pride, but was full of bitterness: "In this world, except for such weak people, that is you, and you are not allowed to kill ”
"You are too strong."
"I can't find a strong person in the middle state, and use their lives to make a ladder to climb to you."
"This is mine Unfortunately.”
He walked out of the battlefield and bowed deeply to the young man in green not far away.
"Sword, after three thousand years, congratulations on your coming out of seclusion and your great progress in cultivation."
At the same time, Han Lin, Daai Tianjun, Gong Caiyu and other twelve Tushan The Heavenly Lord of Zhongting bowed his head deeply and saluted.
“Greetings, Lord Heaven!”
“Greetings, Lord!”
(End of this chapter)