Chapter 856 Ancient Immortal Civilization
"It has to be at home..."
After dinner, Jiang Ding lay comfortably on the sofa and watched TV, crossing his legs to watch the news.
Taiqing Feijian was busy in the kitchen, washing dishes and pots, making cheerful sword sounds from time to time.
The news is still the same. Today, some industrial park has been built in the Fire Spirit Realm. Tomorrow, some seven-star tourist attraction has been built in the Tianhai Realm. It has enlightenment effect on the water element technique. Everyone is welcome to visit.
All kinds of construction are in full swing, and there is no sign of slowing down after 40 years. It is still accelerating.
"News from our station,"
"The geomagnetic community has built a horned demon museum, and everyone is welcome to visit."
"The Horned Demon Clan is an indigenous race that existed before the Nine Immortal Sects came to this realm hundreds of thousands of years ago. This race once gave birth to Void Refining-level beings, and was later destroyed by the Nine Immortal Sects. Its Immortal Civilization is unique and unique. Bizarre, cruel and bloody..."
"...Sacrifice is the most important activity among the Horned Demon Clan. It is used to communicate with ancestors and obtain blessings. According to legend, the more powerful the sacrifice and the more excellent the talent, the more joyful the distant ancestors of the Horned Demon Clan will be..."< br>
"Nowadays, the Horned Demon Clan is on the verge of extinction in the realm. It is a rare species. The only remaining one exists in the Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Sect..."
The newly built Museum of Ancient Immortal Civilization in the Geomagnetic World is being shown on the news.
Generally speaking, buildings like Xianmen are not just simple landscapes, but also have functions such as enlightenment and increasing knowledge.
The levels range from one-star scenic spots to nine-star scenic spots, and the effects vary.
Many citizens of the Immortal Sect often break through their bottlenecks while traveling around various small worlds.
If there is a charge, it is free for mortals because they cannot realize the Tao. Citizen cultivators will get a 50% discount, indigenous cultivators will get five times the original price, and immortal cultivators will get twenty times the price.
That’s it, don’t think it’s too expensive.
This is a building with the ability to enlighten!
Even in peaceful times, only monks such as the Qingmu Immortal Sect and the Five Elements Celestial Sect are eligible to visit, and the likes of the Xuanwu Celestial Palace cannot even think about it.
"The ancient immortal civilization...the horned demon clan...it seems so interesting."
Jiang Ding said with some yearning.
Now, without the protection of the Starry Sky Force, he did not dare to leave his home planet.
Otherwise, the powerful Immortal Sect will definitely find a way to kill him.
After introducing the building, the news also included the appearance of the Horned Demon Clan.
This seems to be a wax figure of a female horned demon clan, covered in pure black armor. This is what they are born with. It is the same as the demon clan's fur and scales. Occasionally, the delicate snow-white skin is exposed between the armor plates. It looks both dangerous and tempting.
The most eye-catching thing is naturally the single horn on the head of this horned demon woman. It is pointed and full of mysterious black runes. There is also a swirling basalt on the top, which has some kind of magic power and firmly attracts her. People's eyes cannot be moved away.
"The bloodline race of refining void-level creatures... looks very strong."
Jiang Ding judged.
Judging the strength of the demon clan is very simple, it is based on bloodline, which can be understood at a glance.
Unlike human beings, bloodline is not the main reason for judging their strength and weakness. It has no importance. The height of their immortal civilization and inheritance is the criterion for judging the strength or weakness of the human group. There is a certain degree of confusion.
"What a wonderful specimen this is. It would be great if the Immortal Sect could get it. It would be very helpful in breaking through the void refining."
Jiang Ding felt a little pity.
Xianmen now also knows something about the development progress of Lianxu.
The biggest problem,
It's because there is a lack of a practical virtual-refining creature to refer to!
There are hundreds of thousands of directions, all of which seem to be possible, and can lead to the results of breaking through the void refining, but I just don't know which one is correct. I am in a fog, with a hammer in the east and a hammer in the west.
It would be nice if there was a clear direction to work towards.
Regardless of their fears, some neighbors wanted to call the police but were hesitant.
Jiang Ding watched TV until ten o'clock in the evening, then he felt sleepy, walked into his room, and began to sleep for the first time in two hundred years, snoring loudly. Taiqing Feijian turned into a blue-gold potted plant and sat quietly on his desk, accompanying him just like it did many years ago.
the next day.
Jiang Ding got up early, without folding the quilt or washing up. After sitting at the table and eating the breakfast prepared for him by Taiqing Feijian, he picked up Zhang Dingjun's urn and walked towards Rongcheng Cemetery.
"Good morning, little brother? Are you going to school?"
When I was going out, I happened to bump into my neighbor, a family of three who were about to go to work and school. The father of the group greeted them warmly.
They moved here five or six years ago and can be considered old neighbors.
In fact, they secretly called the police last night. The police checked and said that this was originally someone else's house, but they didn't live there permanently and had just returned. It was not a sudden thief.
"Yeah, yeah, that's right."
Jiang Ding smiled and nodded, politely saying: "Are you going to work? It's really hard."
"Oh, it's all life..."
Friendly exchanges between neighbors.
Jiang Ding did not fly, so he swiped his bus card and took the bus. After catching the bus for dozens of minutes, he slowly arrived at Rongcheng Cemetery.
The environment here is solemn, and there are many people walking around who look sad.
In a city with a population of hundreds of thousands, people die and people are reborn every day. This is the cycle of life and death.
As long as there is life, there will always be cycles.
Jiang Ding walked slowly, following his slightly vague memory, and soon came to the tomb of Teacher Guo Kui.
There are people here, cleaning the moss off the tombstones.
"Hi, Jiang Ding."
A tall, strong middle-aged man pulled out a handful of moss and said hello casually.
It's Li Junhao, Li Junhao, a monk in the early stage of Jindan.
"Jiang Ding."
Near him, Hua Bing, the monitor of the high school class, was also in the middle stage of Jindan. His cousin Lin Yuanwang was also in the early stage of Jindan. They were all busy pulling weeds and trimming the grave of Teacher Guo Kui.
Lin Yuanwang was appointed to Dajiang for one term, and his ideological and moral teacher was also Guo Kui.
Nowadays, Jiang Ding has no old friends in the Foundation Establishment Realm, they have all passed away.
"Haha, long time no see everyone."
Jiang Ding laughed.
Here, due to the promise he made to his grandparents back then, he vigorously supported Lin Yuanwang's pill formation, spent a lot of resources, and succeeded.
Huabing, on the other hand, gained the opportunity to form elixirs through military exploits. He has a deep foundation and can form elixirs steadily.
Li Junhao has always sought stability, always working in scientific research institutions, and never venturing out. Before reaching the limit of his lifespan, he relied on an inferior opportunity to form an elixir, fought hard, and succeeded in forming an elixir in one fell swoop.
After that, they participated in the regional war, experienced many dangers, and finally survived fortunately.
In fact, it is not all luck. Compared with the Starry Sky Force, the casualties of the internal forces have always been quite low. There has never been an established formation that was annihilated by the enemy, and the survival rate is very high.
It's no coincidence that they came here.
Regarding the burial of Teacher Zhang Dingjun, Jiang Ding asked as usual the people who Teacher Zhang Dingjun had interacted with before his death and who were still alive, and asked them if they would participate in this simple funeral so that they could make arrangements.
The three Huabing soldiers had nothing important to do, so they all came here.
(End of chapter)