Chapter 928 Mid-stage Nascent Soul
In the abyss of the sun shrouded in endless light.
Jiang Ding sat cross-legged under the tree.
During the breath, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the great sun surged in within a range of 1,200 kilometers, poured into the body, and dispersed into the meridians and Dantian.
After layers of purification and transformation, it was turned into tiny bits of mana, and cast into a profound Tao foundation that ordinary Nascent Soul monks could not imagine. For this reason, they gave up the rapid progress in cultivation.
If a Taoist pursues the speed of cultivation with all his strength, it will be very terrifying.
Maybe in the blink of an eye, in a single retreat, he has gone from being at the same level as you to being a senior, and he is also a powerful one among the seniors, and his foundation is not frivolous.
However, no Taozi would do this.
They have no shortage of resources, no lack of security, and their position is extremely stable. They face no challenges and need to seize the day.
Every Taoist disciple always focuses on Lianxu and above Lianxu.
Their Taoist foundations are all based on this standard, for fear of any deviation.
Anyone who dares to let their Dao foundation have any slight flaws, even if his cultivation level is greatly improved as a result, will definitely forge an undying hatred.
Even the descendants of Lianxu are no exception. At most, they hide their hatred deeply in their hearts.
However, no matter how deep the foundation is and how slow the cultivation speed is, there is a limit after all.
At this time, as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the great sun come in, they are transformed and absorbed by the meridians of the Yuanying Chapter's Ten Thousand Transformations Magnetic Element Meridian, and finally form a wisp of pure magic power, containing electromagnetism, scorching heat, destruction, and sharp power. breath.
This wisp can cut off a mountain peak.
Tick tock!
This ray of mana dripped into the dantian and rippled around in the dantian, seeming to penetrate the space and spread to far away places.
A feeling of swelling filled Jiang Ding's dantian.
This is the bottleneck that makes many immortal cultivators change their expressions upon hearing this.
Every immortal cultivator will encounter them more or less in his life because of differences in talent, skills, resources, luck, etc.
"Finally, we have reached the limit of the early stage of Yuanying..."
Jiang Ding opened his eyes, and the golden color flashed away.
"Then, let's break through."
Jiang Ding's thoughts moved.
Keng!
The sea of dantian like a mirror lake stirred up waves and turned into a long blue-gold sword, condensing the immortal will of swordsmanship. The light on the tip of the sword was dazzling and so sharp that no one dared to look directly at it.
The long sword made of mana stabbed upward gently, touching the bottleneck of Dantian.
Click!
At the moment of contact, the transparent invisible bottleneck appeared with dense black cracks centered on the sword tip, like a spider web.
Just like that, he was extremely stubborn, blended with the monk's soul and magic power, and the bottleneck that he couldn't get rid of even if he was reborn collapsed into powder all over the sky and disappeared.
The mana of the Ten Thousand Transformations Magnetic Element Sutra, which has filled one-third of his Dantian, is no longer hindered, rolling into a higher realm.
Jiang Ding's aura also rose steadily, suddenly soaring. It took a long time before it stabilized and was promoted to a new level.
Mid-stage Nascent Soul,
Achievement!
"Sixteen years old!"
"Mid-stage Nascent Soul!"
Jiang Ding opened his eyes and said excitedly: "Let me ask, who else in the world is stronger than this Tianjun?"
"No! No more!"
"The son of a true immortal should be like me, no, when a true immortal is young, he should be like me!"
"Hahahaha!"
He opened his mouth without any image and laughed loudly, the sound was heard hundreds of miles away.
Yue Ling: "..."
Is this really Dainichi Jianzi?
Nothing went wrong?
Did the Flying Sword of the Sun really make no mistake?
Yue Ling checked the status of the Sun Flying Sword again.
She suspected that she had been confused by some secret method before, which led to misunderstanding.
This is not impossible, Dongji Demon Sect can always come up with some weird spells.
"Now, it's time to get to work!"
Jiang Ding stopped laughing, and wisps of scarlet light appeared in his eyes: "Xi Ping'an, right?"
"Xu Yan, right?"
"Xu Jianian, right?"
"Back then, you took advantage of the fact that I was young, ignorant, naive, cute, kind and generous, and you did all you could to bully me. Now -"
"It's time for retribution!"
"This Heavenly Lord has a broad mind, and everyone in this realm knows it."
"This is not a personal grudge, but an act of justice for the sake of peace between realms!" That's right.
This is Dainichi Jianzi.
Yue Ling stopped checking the Great Sun Flying Sword repeatedly, and felt an extremely familiar feeling in her heart.
"Who comes first?"
"When fighting outside, you must first settle down inside. It's up to you, Xu Yan."
“Tourism in Xujie starts!”
The scarlet light in Jiang Ding's eyes gradually subsided, and he returned to his cute and cute appearance. He took out his mobile phone and called the Sun Destroyer Tianjun.
"...beep...beep..."
Waited for a while.
"...Dudududu...Dudududu..."
"What's going on? Sun Destroyer Tianjun doesn't answer the phone?"
Jiang Ding looked confused and hit again.
I called several times, but no one answered.
"Is it a retreat or something?"
Jiang Ding tried several more times, but couldn't get through. He changed his number and called Canghai Tianjun.
"Jiang Ding, what's the matter?"
This time it went smoothly, the beep sounded for a while and then the call was connected.
"Senior Canghai, didn't we make an appointment to travel to Xujie? Why didn't anyone notify me? Or did you say you went on your own without calling me?"
Jiang Ding said dissatisfied.
"Oh!"
"I forgot!"
Canghai Tianjun suddenly realized, slapped his thigh fiercely, and said: "My eldest brother is doing this. He has been contacting people all these years, pestering Yuan, and snatching this matter away. There are many people competing to cause trouble, and we are all waiting for him. News.”
"But, my eldest brother has recently..."
"Ahem!"
Canghai Tianjun coughed and felt a little embarrassed.
He thought for a while and felt that he was one of his own, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about: "He recently got into a fight with someone and was imprisoned. It will take two years to get out."
"If you want to see him, you can only visit him once on the 30th of every month and at the end of the month, and you can also call him."
"In February, on the 278th, if it is National Day, there may be one more opportunity to visit the prison."
Canghai Tianjun looks very familiar.
"Senior Mie Ri went in again?"
"Okay, two years, two years."
Jiang Ding was a little disappointed, chatted with Canghai Tianjun for a while, and hung up the phone.
Then,
Seal the probing Yue Ling.
The next moment, after using the power of Tianchi to leave a crystal wall shell in place, the Great Sun Tianchi and Jiang Ding disappeared into orbit.
……
Somewhere in the soulless desert.
A young man in green clothes appeared in the void and disappeared instantly. He used his spiritual consciousness, which was greater than that of many god-forming monks, to sweep the surrounding space and the earth, carefully examining every inch of the place.
"No breath remains."
"No living thing has come here in a hundred years."
"Xi Ping'an, you can't do it either! I can't even find it here. I'm very disappointed."
Jiang Ding hummed.
He reached into the sea of consciousness with his spiritual consciousness to check the current changes of the Tushan Maid Group in the past seventy years.
In the sea of consciousness, stars are scattered in all directions. There are still more than 80,000 maids out of 108,000, and more than 20,000 have disappeared.
It may be that their lifespan has expired. After all, most of them are foundation-building monks. Seventy years is a long time. It may also be that they died in fighting or fighting. After all, the world of Beiyuan Immortal Cultivation is not peaceful.
There are nineteen maids in the Nascent Soul stage.
"Oh?"
Jiang Ding was a little surprised.
From this point of view, the Tushan Maid Group must have strictly implemented the order to lurk.
In addition, Xi Pingan probably did not spend a lot of effort to attack the Tushan maid, otherwise the number of Yuanying monks would not be so large.
(End of chapter)