Chapter 1131 Old friends in Beiyuan are dying one after another
After several more years, Jiang Ding returned to Xianmen.
The Great Sun Tianchi once again entered the 33rd day Gang orbit, dropped to the space anchor point, and moved slowly with the rotation of the parent star's orbit, orbiting the mother star once every three years.
Jiang Ding did not return to the surface.
There are no relatives left on the earth.
Hundreds of years ago, Lin Yuanwang failed to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, even with the help of super-level resources, and his talent reached its limit.
In the end, he used the life-saving elixir Jiang Ding gave him to barely condense a fake baby. Even so, his lifespan was greatly damaged, and he only lived to be over nine hundred and close to a thousand years old.
Then, decades ago, when Jiang Ding was still lurking in the Jiaoming Realm, Lin Yuanwang died.
At that time, Jiang Ding's clone went to say goodbye to his last relative in the world.
Many regrets and many pasts have passed away after all.
In the eyes of others, Dainichi Zhenjun is an old man, an old monster at Qingfeng University. Three generations of his ancestors and four generations of great-grandchildren have passed away. He is still teaching in the adult kendo department of Qingfeng University without any change. He can be called An evergreen tree in the world.
However, what about the Great Sun True Monarch himself?
"Time..."
"I am really suitable to get along with an old guy like Flame Stone Emperor."
"In this way, I can feel happy."
Jiang Ding whispered: "In front of them, I am just a three-year-old child, extremely immature in every aspect, as vibrant and full of hope as the newborn sunrise."
"It would be great if a strong man like Emperor Yanshi could cut me a sword."
"I will definitely jump up and cheer for joy, and I will no longer have all kinds of sorrow and all kinds of complicated and melancholy thoughts."
Everything really needs to be compared.
You can't see those little guys in the Immortal Sect too often, otherwise your mentality will become old, and old monsters like Flame Stone Emperor who have lived tens of thousands of years are still easy to play with.
"Get up!"
Jiang Ding cast a spell.
Surrounded by No. 4 Synthetic Geng Gold, the size of a house, the trunk of the dark green green wood sacred tree, the five-color soil from the Five Elements Heavenly Sect are also good, there are also the Sanqing River Sand from the Shangqing Lingbao Sect, the Star Crystal Silk from the Tianji Immortal Palace, and the Xuanwu The Wutu Mother Qi of the Heavenly Palace...
The top treasures in many realms are floating in the air, and the endless bright rays of the sun are reflected on these treasures. The treasures are overflowing, and the value contained in them is enough to suffocate the God Transformation Heavenly Lord.
These are the results of the activities of Shenji Tianjun.
I don’t know what kind of price the Immortal Sect paid before the Eight Great Immortal Sects were willing to give up these sects’ top treasures. They were very rare and were worth at least five Void Refining Skills.
The light from the Great Sun Heavenly Lake converged here, and the temperature suddenly rose to a very terrifying level. Many heavenly materials and earthly treasures were about to melt and turn into liquid.
In the terrifying light of the sun, a sword body was filled with cracks, and a twisted and twisted blue-gold flying sword emerged from Jiang Dingmei's heart.
Keng!
Clang!
She made a joyful sword cry, happily absorbing the essence of all kinds of precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures that were close to sublimation and atomization under the high temperature. The cracked sword body was slowly healing, and the tingling sensation on the sword was slightly cold. , alleviated some.
"It will take about... thirty years to repair the flying sword and restore the legal body."
"At that time, my combat effectiveness will return to its peak."
Jiang Ding closed his eyes to practice, practiced flying swords, and allocated part of his soul calculation power to participate in the Kendo Hall laboratory and various scientific research activities in the Immortal Sect. Following this far, the avatars of Shenji Tianjun and others learned the formation, and participated in Understanding the cause and effect of gold, etc.
It's such a comfort in Xianmen, everything is back on the familiar track.
"Hundreds of years have passed, how many people are still alive in Beiyuan?"
A thought appeared in Jiang Ding's mind unconsciously.
However, his plan will not be advanced because of this. He will not take a step out of the immortal sect until he regains his peak combat strength. This is a matter of principle.
……
Thirty years later.
In the Sun Abyss, the sun tree that reaches the sky and the earth grows again. The tree shades the sky and the sun, but there is no shadow. Instead, there is an endless brilliance. The creatures below the Nascent Soul level around the tree will die if they touch it, which is called a desperate situation. In front of the young man in green, a foot-long blue-gold flying sword danced happily like an elf.
The blue-gold sword body is straight and sharp. Countless golden runes are entwined on the surface of the sword. There are no cracks and it has returned to its peak state.
Moreover, the aura is stronger than before it was damaged.
"It can be regarded as the top of the quasi-emperor's soldiers."
Jiang Ding praised.
He felt that it was a waste to use such a sword to kill creatures below the level of gods. He gave the other party too much glory, and always felt that he was suffering for no reason.
"The other thing is..."
Two letters appeared in Jiang Ding's hand.
They are not jade slips, but letters, which are more symbolic and are often used to express some different emotions.
These two letters come from An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng.
The two of them are serving in the Angle Underworld, serving as division-level commanders under the Far Angle Underworld Expeditionary Front, piloting space carriers to fight, and are now at the peak of Nascent Soul.
In about twenty or thirty years, they will return.
Because they are now over a thousand years old and are about to enter a deep sleep, waiting for the immortal sect's opportunity to become gods. They will not come out until the immortal sect's life and death is at stake.
Before falling into deep sleep, the two of them hoped to see Jiang Ding.
"Following True Lord Dinghai and the others, another generation of True Lord Nascent Soul that I am familiar with is about to enter deep sleep. Time has really brought about many changes..."
Jiang Ding sighed softly.
He wrote back and said he would be there then.
Afterwards, Jiang Ding disappeared into the Sun Abyss.
……
Beiyuan, Six Paths Sect.
The Dark Palace.
On the throne of six paths, a young man in green clothes appeared at some point, looking around in a daze.
The scenery here has not been seen for more than three hundred years.
Thousands of years ago, the scene when a high school student from Xianmenrong City came to Yue Kingdom for the first time. Now that I think about it, it is still vivid in my mind.
"The Six Paths Sect is still there and the formation is still there. This is the greatest good thing."
Jiang Ding laughed at himself.
It has been three hundred years. In the human world, dynasties have changed dozens of times, and things have changed and people have changed.
However, for a god-transforming force, this is considered normal. The god-transforming heavenly king probably spends this much time in seclusion at a time.
If it were the later life of a monk who transformed into a god, and had become disgusted with the world, it would be normal not to see people for thousands of years.
In the view of many Nascent Soul Golden Core monks in Tushan Atrium, their Tushan Heavenly Lord has already shown this trend and is no longer so diligent after becoming Invincible in the World.
This is natural and normal.
In countless historical records, all heavenly kings are like this.
He was very active in the early days, often touring the country and meeting with old subordinates, but as time went by he rarely appeared and got tired of it.
The only regret is that many monks cannot see Tianjun from birth to death and truly admire the realm above Nascent Soul.
This cannot but be said to be a shortcoming in life.
(End of chapter)