Chapter 1356 Tushan Tianjun ascended to the upper realm today!
In front of them, all twelve god-transformation monks from the entire Xiaoqian World prostrated themselves on the ground.
There was a flicker in their hearts, and they remembered many things in the past.
Three thousand years is a long time for a monk who transforms into gods. Half of his lifespan has passed, and he has entered the half-century age of a monk who transforms into gods.
However, that's it.
They still dare not forget Tushan.
Because, forgetting Tushan and forgetting Tushan Law means death.
"Everyone, long time no see."
"Please get up."
Jiang Ding nodded slightly.
In his heart, he sighed slightly.
When these old friends last met, they had just been promoted to the stage of becoming gods for more than a thousand years. They were as high-spirited as a person in his youth, and seemed to have countless possibilities for the future.
However, in just three thousand years, they have shown signs of aging.
Many fellow Taoists are already at an advanced stage in their lives.
"Mu Tianxue, how old are you?"
Jiang Ding asked.
Among everyone present, Mu Tianxue was the oldest.
In the past, there were countless people older than her, such as True Lord Shencrow, True Lord Tianyang, Six-Fingered Old Demon, etc., but all of these people from the older generation died, and no one was promoted to become a god. Expect.
"Hui Tianjun is already five thousand five hundred and seventy-two years old."
Mu Tianxue cupped his hands and reported.
"What about you? Han Lin."
Jiang Ding asked again.
"Uncle Junior, this disciple is a little over five thousand years old."
Qingyun Tianjun Han Lin touched the back of his head.
"Heavenly Lord, the same is true for me."
The Great Love God bows respectfully.
"Lord, I am about the same age as Qingyun Tianjun, only one or two years apart."
Caiyu Tianjun said.
"Tianjun, I am more than two thousand years old..."
The remaining new Tianjun said the same.
They are from the Tushan Maid Group, or the Great Sun Sword Capital, or the Hunyuan Fatian Capital. They are the strongest geniuses in the entire Xiaoqian World. They were promoted through the Blood Demon Abyss and the more efficient Tushan Midway Order.
However, Jiang Ding just nodded slightly to these new heavenly kings and ignored them.
"Heavenly Lord!"
"I am seven thousand years old this year!"
Jiu Yuan Zhenjun Chun Sanwa quickly raised his hands.
He is still in the form of a doll, the Nine Yuan Spirit Ginseng has taken the form, and the leader of the Nong Sect. Although he is only a Yuanying monk, he is really alive, and he is still alive and kicking now.
"Yes, you can do it."
Jiang Ding smiled and said: "The lifespan of your ginseng is really enviable, Yuanying can live so long."
< br>“Alas, Lord Tian, I’m about to die too.”
“If I can’t be promoted and break through, I can only live for another thousand years at most.”
Chun Sanwa smiled bitterly.
Jiang Ding smiled slightly.
For this old friend, he will naturally help and give some blessings, which goes without saying.
He looked at the many heavenly kings.
Five thousand years old, the monks who have reached the late stage of spiritual transformation include Qingyun Tianjun Han Lin and Daai Tianjun. Although they have spells to hide their cultivation, they are useless in Jiang Ding's eyes.
These two people who have cultivated to the late stage of divine transformation in such a barren environment must have great opportunities and great secrets. It should be noted that Mu Tianxue, who has a Tao body, is only in the middle stage of divine transformation, just like Lieyang Tianjun.
However, Jiang Ding didn't care and didn't intend to pry.
Because other people's opportunities do not violate the Tushan Law and have nothing to do with him, not even curiosity.
The four of them, Han Lin, Da Ai, Mu Tianxue, and Lie Yang, all have a glimmer of hope on the road to refining the void because of great opportunities, talent, and enough crazy fighting.
As for the other people...
Jiang Ding felt complicated.
What he regrets the most is his political maid, the most reliable maid, Caiyu Tianjun. In the past thousands of years, no loyal talent comparable to her has been discovered.
However, her realm is only the peak of the early stage of becoming a god.
It is expected that her limit in this life will be the middle stage of divine transformation, and there is no possibility of refining the void, because this small world is damaging.
The road is ruthless, and we must part ways eventually.
"I'm leaving."
"Fellow Taoists."
Jiang Ding said calmly without being euphemistic.
When he said this, he was immediately shocked. The gods who were present were shaken in their hearts, stirred up by stormy waves, reluctance, red and swollen eyes, ecstasy, worry and various complex emotions.
Leave?
Where to leave?
It must be ascending to the upper realm!
Since Shuoyang Tianjun ascended thousands of years ago, today, we will welcome ascended monks again.
Many God-incarnation Heavenly Lords have burning hearts, countless longings, and wild thoughts.
That is, the desire to ascend to the upper world,
They also have a huge desire for the entire world. No one knows better than them how huge the treasures of heaven, material and earth are gathered into the Tushan Atrium Treasure House every year.
This is a staggering amount of wealth that is enough for any god-transforming monk to cultivate to the later stage.
Even if Tushan Tianjun takes away all the money, the annual output of the entire Tushan Atrium is an astronomical figure!
“As you may think, I will leave this world and ascend to the upper world to find my way.”
“This is what I want to tell you.”
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Jiang Ding didn't care about the complicated thoughts of many monks present, and he didn't have the habit of whetting his appetite. He continued: "At the same time, I will also leave a clone to continue to sit in Tushan Atrium and maintain the order of Tushan Atrium."
"If you are willing, you can also attack this clone."
"If you win, kill this clone, and you will naturally get everything you want."
< br>A whole world.
Jiang Ding will not give up. He will not care if he can ascend to the upper world. He will always make various arrangements. As for what others think, this is not within his scope of consideration.
For a moment, the surroundings were silent.
The hearts of many God-Transforming Heavenly Lords suddenly felt cold and gloomy.
“Master, is it true?!”
Caiyu Tianjun was so happy that he almost jumped up.
In her heart, there is not much far away, and she only wants to be with the familiar person forever, even if he does not leave seclusion once for thousands of years, it doesn't matter.
Just be here.
This way, she will feel at ease.
"...Hmm."
Jiang Ding was silent for a moment and said.
Some complex emotions that arise cannot affect his Taoist heart.
"That's it."
"Fellow Taoists, please take it seriously. If you are willing to ascend to the upper realm, you can watch one or two ascending thunder tribulations here, although it may not be useful for reference."
Jiang Ding took one step forward, walked out of the boundary wall, and came outside the starry sky.
He burst out with all the breath in his body and no longer sealed it.
Boom!
In an instant, dark clouds of lightning tribulation tens of thousands of kilometers away rolled in. The pressure was deep and exuded a terrifying aura that frightened many god-transformation monks. Even the peak god-transformation monks were trembling and unable to control themselves at this time.
However, when these ascending thunder clouds touched the young man in green under the starry sky, they instantly froze and stiffened, and he could clearly feel the aura of the Six Paths of Order on his body.
This is not as simple as surpassing the limit of becoming a god.
But it has stepped into the virtual order, and even the Tao order, has begun to stand in the refining of the void!
The ascending thunder calamity that was condensing and forming slowly dissipated.
The starry sky over tens of thousands of kilometers has returned to light again, and was replaced by a chaotic scene of brilliant light, golden lotuses surging from the ground, flowers falling from the sky, cranes dancing in the sky, and secrets of countless rules and runes.
Among these various visions, a golden ascending staircase protruded from the endless void, extending infinitely to the front of Jiang Ding.
In the hazy void, the mark of the great avenue echoes continuously.
“…Void…Order…Sea of Blood…Ascension…”
“…Three Thousand…Return…”
This voice is vast and ancient, yet very stagnant, incomplete, and extremely broken.
This voice appeared in Jiang Ding's sea of consciousness, telling him something that he should have told him originally.
"...Break...ah! No!"
The intermittent sound lasted for a moment, then disappeared, and there was a shrill scream, which seemed to be completely broken.
Broken?
What break?
Jiang Ding was shocked and hesitated, with many questions and even fears in his heart.
No answer.
The voice did not appear again.
And, as he hesitated, the infinite stairs spreading from the endless starry sky began to become hazy, as if they were about to disappear again, or even disappear completely.
The ladder of ascension to the upper realm is about to disappear.
“That’s it.”
“Now that it’s decided...”
Jiang Ding sighed softly.
He no longer hesitated, stepped onto the golden ladder of ascension, and took one last look at the many old friends in the small world. Their figures gradually disappeared as the golden ladder of ascension was retracted.
Tushan Tianjun,
Ascend to the upper realm today!
(End of this chapter)