Chapter 877 The Sneaky Big Sun Sword
’ Combined with the actual situation. ‘
Jiang Ding understood this sentence immediately and understood the slang in it.
The value of something is not just determined by how much you are worth.
It also depends on how much money I have!
"You have received 72.7 billion library points, 20 billion fifth-level spiritual coins, and 22 deity transformation achievements, in recognition of your great contribution to the inheritance of the Immortal Sect."
"If you have any objections, please appeal."
The voice of the central array spirit computer came.
"No objection."
Jiang Ding approved.
Now, counting the thirty-six deity transformation meritorious deeds in the realm war, plus his past savings, his deity transformation deity meritorious service has reached a terrifying number of seventy-three, almost over a hundred.
It can be said that in terms of his military exploits in the entire Immortal Sect, including all the people, including the many ancient gods who have established, grown, and fought for the Immortal Sect since ancient times, he can be firmly ranked in the top ten.
If it were in the stock market, this kind of shares would be enough to become a major shareholder.
This is also the reason why he will not spend money arbitrarily, and he always pays attention to the economic development of the entire Xianmen, and from time to time he will take out the seizures from outside the boundary to subsidize the Xianmen economy.
Without him, Xianmen is not just a stupid old man to him, nor is he a rich man who will try his best to plunder his wool when he is caught.
But the foundation of the avenue!
Personal growth and the growth of the Immortal Sect are extremely important to him.
Not to mention anything else, if the Immortal Sect becomes the master of the realm like the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, and seniors such as Yuan and Wanji Tianjun are promoted to refining the void, he can lie down directly, and the road to becoming a god and even the road to refining the void will be unimpeded. , suddenly scheduled for a life span of tens of thousands of years.
Just thinking about it makes people feel excited.
"What a beautiful look."
"If the inheritance is complete...compared to a life span of tens of thousands of years, I would be more than sixteen years old,"
Jiang Ding said with some admiration.
"I am just a fully developed fertilized egg!"
All uploads are completed.
Jiang Ding closed his eyes to heal his wounds, with most of his soul's computing power outside. He took charge of the kendo hall laboratory and integrated the 100,000 sword cultivators of the Immortal Sect into high-intensity research and development.
The rich spiritual stones and heavenly materials and earthly treasures were distributed, stimulating the little ones to scream. The entire laboratory worked non-stop to advance research and development work 24 hours a day.
A few months later, there was a response from Wanji Tianjun.
"Nine Heavens Immortal Spirit Sword Forging Technique - Research and Development of Yuanying Heavenly Tribulation Smelting Xuanwu Divine Gold and Tianxu Wannid Xuanjin Technology" is expected to be completed within sixty years.
The main reason is that all the technologies are available, and Wanji Tianjun plans to use Xianmen's technology to upgrade it.
Unsurprisingly, the sword-making skills of the Xianmen version will be stronger than those of the Dairijiange version.
To be honest, the Great Sun Sword Pavilion is only strong in swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and swordsmanship.
In terms of smelting heavenly materials and earthly treasures, cultivating spiritual plants, cultivating spiritual beasts, etc., they are inferior to sects such as the Immortal Sect and the Qingmu Immortal Sect.
In this regard, Wanji Tianjun is very proud and is not satisfied with simply restoring the swordsmanship of Da Ri Sword Pavilion.
"Sixty years..."
Jiang Ding did the math.
"It's almost the same. Healing, recovering the injuries caused by burning blood essence, adaptive deduction of the personal version of "The Secret Technique of the Great Sun's Formation of Infants", plus sword-making. Once these three are completed, you can be promoted to Nascent Soul."
……
The Great Sun Sword Sect.
A golden-armored god stood in the void.
He held the golden sword in his hand and looked coldly at the many Nascent Soul monks and Golden Core monks below who were constantly repairing the mountains and rivers.
The sword cultivators of the Great Sun Sword Sect and the Dharma cultivators of the Great Sun Sword Sect no longer had any sense of tension at this time. The atmosphere was relatively harmonious and they were each busy. When they met their enemies by chance, they just looked at them coldly and did nothing.
Because, that person said, this is the Great Sun Sect.
Not the Dainichi Sword Sect, not the Dainichi Fa Sect, but the Dainichi Sect, a subordinate force of the Sword Pavilion, the Dainichi Sect.
So, no matter what the reality is, there are many grievances, hatreds, life and death partings.
They all must be Dainichi sects!
It was clear that the golden-armored god was standing here, but no one looked at him, as if he didn't exist. These ants who were living and dying were not qualified to see him.
"A thousand years have passed..." Xi Ping'an, the golden-armored god, whispered: "The Great Sun Swordzi appeared in the sword pavilion again, but I failed to kill him when he was weak."
"A great disaster is coming."
"Oh, why, it happened to be the person who killed my father from the Dongji Demon Sect. Otherwise, I could also have his tail, and I may not be able to get rid of the poison of incense in the future..."
His heart was complicated and difficult to explain.
This generation of Dairi Jianzi is extremely different from Ming Guangzi.
Cautious and cunning, he rarely shows himself to others. In just a few hundred years, he has grown to a suffocating level.
Before he could react, he had no time to deal with it, he didn't have much impact on the outside world, he was suddenly promoted, and there was no chance to strangle him to death in the embryo while he was weak.
"Is Ming Guangzi...still alive?"
Xiping took a deep breath.
This generation of Da Ri Jianzi was not very strong, so he didn't take it seriously.
However, as a member of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, he knew how terrifying the growth rate of the Great Sun Sword would be.
Don't look at the fact that the opponent is being chased by you to the end of the world. In the end, you can barely escape by relying on the teleportation array and burning blood essence, leaving you vulnerable to a single blow.
but!
This is just for now.
It is very likely that it won't be long before Dairi Jianzi's strength will grow to a terrifying level. At that time, escape will be a luxury.
"Ming Guangzi should be willing to help me, but I don't know whether he is dead or alive now."
"It's hopeless."
Xi Ping'an's eyes turned cold: "Tushan is only a few hundred years old at most. Maybe he still has relatives and Taoist companions in his heart? Has he never broken off the relationship for a while?"
The world often thinks that sword cultivators are ruthless.
However, being in the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, he knew clearly that sword cultivators were also human beings, so how could they be emotionless?
Just less.
It is even said that it is precisely because there are less, but it is more pure, and it is also because the sword intention exists. Sword cultivation is relatively "simple" compared to law cultivation. There is no such thing as them doing everything possible, and there are some definitions of the sword intention of their own. bottom line.
In a way, he is the purest person.
Of course, this emotional weakness will be made up for as time goes by and the lifespan of relatives and Taoist companions expires.
Xi Pingan took out a black-gold jade slip and wrote a few instructions on it.
After a while,
Spiritual writings appeared on the jade slips one by one, full of all kinds of information about Tushan Jianxiu, from his appearance to what he had done, whether he had friends, family, lovers... and so on, in extremely detailed detail.
As an Avatar, his existence is at the top of the world!
There is no need to expend any effort, just give the instructions casually, and countless Nascent Soul Lords will bow their heads. Things like intelligence organizations are just chess pieces laid out casually in a long life.
"...no family..."
"...without a lover..."
"...Friend...'Qingyun Sword' Han Lin, right? There is a hint of it, but..."
Xi Pingan frowned deeply.
"Useless."
He shook his head.
"...Tushan Maid Group..."
"Even more..."
"Tao soldiers are dying every moment, and there are new ones every moment. Will the Tao soldiers of the Sun help to rule the realm after thousands of years or tens of thousands of years?"
"These people are dying and adding new ones all the time."
After Xi Pingan read the information given to him by his subordinates, he felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.
"There is no need for me to threaten him. He took the initiative to cleanse and kill half of the Taoist soldiers not long ago."
This generation of Tairi Swordsmen is cunning, timid, and as slippery as a ghost. It is completely different from the previous Tairi Swordsmen.
Normally, no monk can even see his people, and they are always in a dark and unknown place.
Not to mention getting along with them and forming emotional and caring bonds. Using these unimportant people to threaten the other person and lure the other person into a trap makes Xi Ping'an even think it's ridiculous.
(End of chapter)