A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"Ding Ding has grown taller again."

"Yuanyuan, you are fat again."

Uncle Lin Yong teased his aunt, making Jiang Yuan resist with dissatisfaction.

The family's dinner table is filled with Sprite, orange juice and other drinks. Except for the short period of time when they lived with Jiang's father, Lin Wanqiu's family has not been fond of wine since the time of grandma and grandpa.

Lin Yong stopped smiling and asked: "Ding Ding, how are your recent results?"

Jiang Ding didn't feel disgusted after hearing this.

Uncle Lin Yong has a square appearance and a tall body. Because he is a teacher by profession, he can understand some of the awkward thoughts of teenagers in middle school and high school, and gives appropriate listening and patience, so he is very popular.

"It's still the same as before."

Jiang Ding said honestly: "With high ideological and moral scores, I feel that I can still improve. I am a little sure of getting close to the full score. For other cultural courses such as mathematics, physics, geography, etc., the progress is very small."

"In the training course, within a few months at most, one can advance to the inner Qi realm."

He doesn't plan to tell his relatives about things in other worlds for the time being.

It is true that the Immortal Sect is a society governed by the rule of law. It is true that there are computers from all over the city's public areas monitoring the system at all times. Historically, occasionally high-level monks who seriously violated the criminal law were quickly punished or even sentenced to death. This is extremely reliable.

However, if the benefits are big enough, there will be people who take desperate risks.

The Immortal Sect is not a demon sect, so there are any restrictions that can directly cause death.

Therefore, one less person knows and one less person is exposed.

"Is your ideological and moral character close to full marks?" Lin Yong was stunned and knew that this nephew was not bragging.

He knows the importance of approaching perfect scores in ideological and moral character.

This means that extreme recognition of Xianmen's ideological system, at least what society and the central array spirit computer think so, can easily occupy the commanding heights of Xianmen's political correctness.

Whether it is work or study opportunities, as long as the performance gap is not large, if the person in charge does not choose Jiang Ding, it will attract criticism.

Do you not support the Immortal Sect enough and have other thoughts?

"Oh, what a pity."

Lin Yong sighed again. His score in the cultural class was a bit low. The practice class was considered good, but it obviously couldn't make up for the big hole in the cultural class.

"Wow, Jiang Dingqian will soon be able to cut a whole potato shreds with one sword." Jiang Yuan marveled and focused in another direction.

Lin Wanqiu patted her gently to signal not to interfere with the conversation between adults.

"Sister, there is something you should consider."

Lin Yong pondered for a moment and said: "You know, Yuanwang has settled down at Qianling University. Yesterday he told me that there is an opportunity in the department to redeem the blue and white Yunji elixir, and he also earned some spiritual coins. I can make up for it, and the remaining 200,000 mortal coins can be exchanged for fixed use, what do you think?"

"If you don't have enough mortal coins, I can also borrow some here."

There are two kinds of currency in Xianmen, spiritual coins and mortal coins.

The difference is very simple. All goods involving the labor force and spiritual materials of cultivators must be settled with spiritual coins. On the contrary, goods involving mortal labor and materials must be settled with mortal coins.

Many products often require both.

The Xianmen industry is highly developed. Many weapon refining, alchemy, planting, talismans, etc. require the participation of a large number of mortals and immortal industrial machines for preliminary processing. For example, in the Rongcheng Iron and Steel Plant where Lin Wanqiu is located, the production of many semi-magical weapons is based on internal energy. The warriors of the realm used the optical array recorder to carry out the process.

"Blue and white Yunji elixir?"

Lin Wanqiu was stunned and asked eagerly: "But the blue and white Yunji elixir that can enhance the qualifications of a warrior without any damage?"

There are many elixirs and elixirs on the market in Xianmen, but once you take some powerful drugs that damage your foundation, no matter how high your cultivation level is or how good your grades are, no one in the monastic system will accept it.

Lin Yong said with some pride: "Yes, sister, it is the Blue and White Yunji Spiritual Pill."

My aunt felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't stop her husband.

"This elixir is too precious."

Lin Wanqiu hesitated: "Yuanwang's qualifications are much better than Ding Ding's, and so will his future achievements. If it delays his cultivation..."

"Don't worry, sister!" Lin Yong waved his hand: "Yuanwang is from the Taoist Department of Qianling University. This spiritual coin is nothing to him, and this is his cousin. What's wrong?"

"He came up with this himself, otherwise how would we know these things?"

At the end of the sentence, a smile appeared on his face, and he was very relieved.

"That's right, sister." My aunt also helped: "You and Lin Yong are siblings, so don't be polite."

"Then...thank you very much."

Lin Wanqiu nodded hesitantly: "I still have some savings, which I will transfer to you tomorrow. Thank you Yuanwang."

…

Sending off my uncle's family.

Lin Wanqiu sighed: "My younger brother is still reliable."

"Mom, do we have enough money?" Jiang Ding asked. Maybe we should speed up the exploration of other worlds and at least get some money.

"That's pretty much it. I just have to be frugal in the next period of time."

Lin Wanqiu sighed. For her, she could save on clothing and use, but she couldn't bear to eat.

"I have some savings..."

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a long time, then reluctantly raised his hands, his face wrinkled into a mess.

"good!"

"You will be responsible for paying for the groceries from now on!"

Jiang Ding and Lin Wanqiu said in unison.

Jiang Yuan cried sadly.

After the family cleared the table, cleaned and threw away the trash, Jiang Ding returned to his room.

Put on your gear and open your eyes.

In the vast mountains, the mountain wind blows, setting off a green wave. The traces of yesterday's bonfire can still be seen through the drone.

After hesitating for a moment with his sword on the spot, Jiang Ding walked up to the trail and walked towards the outside of the mountain.

A few hours later, the mountain trails gradually opened up, and the grass that grew from time to time on the road also disappeared. Pedestrians gradually began to come and go, mostly farmers cutting grass and firewood in the mountain countryside.

When they saw Jiang Ding, a young man in a green shirt with a long sword on his waist, they all gave way and no one came close.

Jiang Ding's expression moved slightly.

From the drone's perspective, there were people fighting on the road a few hundred meters away from here. There was blood, and people fell down from time to time.

Zooming in, there are more than ten donkey carts on one side, carrying more than ten people, loaded with goods, using the carts as support to resist the siege of dozens of masked men. Not far behind these masked men is a tiger skin flag several meters high. , majestic.

It seems that there are more people than the siege, but the situation is not one-sided.

All because there was an Inner Qi Realm warrior in the caravan whose life aura intensity was as low as Gong Caiyu's.

The other guys are pretty capable too.

Among those masked men, there was also an inner Qi realm. Except for a few, most of the others had tattered clothes, and their combat effectiveness was worrying. Only some bloody warriors could be commended, but there were enough of them.

Under the siege, the caravan crew continued to suffer casualties, and the Inner Qi Realm steward was also wounded. There was no hope of escape, and his face was full of despair.

Jiang Dingyi was surprised: "Is there really a warrior in the inner energy realm who is weaker than Gong Caiyu?"

After walking to the edge of the battlefield in a few steps, Jiang Ding held his sword still and heard a faint roar.

"Who are you, dare to steal the goods from my Sihai Chamber of Commerce?"

"Hero! Our Sihai Chamber of Commerce has business all over the country. We have always been friendly and prosperous, and we have many friends on the road. Is there any misunderstanding here?"

A group of masked men did not answer, but became more ruthless.

Especially the masked Inner Qi Realm warrior, who danced with an iron spear like a tiger, heavy and ruthless, and could poke a fist-sized bloody hole in a person's body if he wasn't careful.

"who?"

Jiang Ding was fascinated by the show, and heard a loud shout in his ears.

Phew!

The loud shouting was not a warning. Using the cover of the sound, two crossbow arrows shot through the air, and then three tall and strong masked men with long spears rushed towards them in a cross-shaped formation. They were well-trained.

Keng!

Draw your sword and show your sword style!

A bright arc slanted, deflecting two powerful crossbow arrows, and the long sword pointed diagonally at the ground.

"I was just passing through."

Jiang Ding looked at the three people rushing towards him, and a certain bloodthirsty desire quietly grew in his heart.

"Suffer death!"

The three bandits stabbed their throats, chest and abdomen with their three spears in no particular order, like giants with three heads and six arms attacking at the same time.

The most important thing is that they did not feel the unique inner energy aura of inner energy realm warriors.

"Killing people at every turn..."

Jiang Ding frowned, not liking this kind of social custom.

Taking a step diagonally, he easily avoided being surrounded by three people.

With a sword, he opened the end of the last gun that was still piercing his chest, and then suddenly took a step forward, almost touching the hem of the masked man's clothes.

Step sword style!

The tip of the sword crossed diagonally, and the masked man showed a look of horror. Before the two long spears could turn around, he slashed horizontally with the sword again.

The sword was sheathed and Jiang Ding walked towards the center of the battlefield without looking back.

It just so happened that he felt that even if he tried hard to cover up, he would be too obtrusive and conspicuous by himself. He wanted to find some fellow travelers to go into the city with him, and the people in front of him were just right.

Behind them, the three masked men stiffened and fell softly. The gun heads hit the ground with a clanging sound. Three almost identical blood marks appeared on their throats. A large stream of blood flowed out and quickly soaked it. ground.

Along the way, someone occasionally blocked him. A sword flashed past, and the obstacle disappeared. The same happened when several people surrounded him, and there was only one wound.

Some people avoided them, ignored them, and just walked straight ahead.

"Who are you?"

Soon, the situation here attracted the attention of the bandit leader. He shot the caravan leader back with a shot and shouted: "We are doing business in Menghu Village, and everyone who is idle should stay away!"

Jiang Ding ignored him. Wherever the sword touched, blood flew everywhere, and each bandit fell to the ground helplessly.

If it was said what kind of army, sect or sect it was, he would definitely seriously consider advancing or retreating. A name like Menghu Village, which sounded inconspicuous at first sight, would not interrupt his plan.

"Ghost!"

The bandits fell one by one, unable to fight back. Soon, their morale collapsed. However, the leader was still there, and countless eyes were looking here.

It's all a chokehold!

The bandit leader felt cold when he saw the corpse on the ground.

This is something he can't even do.

The area around Jiang Ding was empty, and no one dared to come forward. He shook off the blood on his sword and turned his attention to the inner Qi warrior holding the iron spear.

"The wind is tight! Pull!"

The leader of the bandits didn't even look back, and the surrounding bandits were also scattered like birds and beasts.

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