A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding landed at the entrance of Xiandu Library.

He followed many mortals and many low-level cultivators to line up and swipe their ID cards to enter the library.

In the crowd, Jiang Ding was a little dazed.

At this time, he noticed that Yuanying cultivators seemed to be rare creatures, even in the capital of Xianmen. Surrounding the circle, the highest cultivation level was only Jindan cultivators, and there was no Yuanying cultivator.

Jiang Ding swiped his ID card, walked into the library, gradually went deeper, and finally came to the Golden Palace.

There were even fewer people here. Generally, only Shenhua cultivators could come here. At the door, there was often no one for years or decades.

From the perspective of mortals, this place can be said to be sparsely populated.

However, from the perspective of Shenhua cultivators, it was different.

This is the most lively place in Xianmen, with people coming and going. Friends and colleagues who had not seen each other for hundreds of years can be met from time to time here, and can be seen everywhere. Gradually, it has developed into a favorite place for the immortals.

Jiang Ding walked into the Golden Palace.

The fluctuation of the space array flashed by. Looking around, the sky was vast and the land was vast. The clouds and mists were lingering in all directions. It was a vast expanse of white. Only the seal prohibition in the center that stored the Golden Emperor Bathing Beauty Picture was shining. There were dozens of immortal gate Tianjuns meditating around it.

Other Tianjuns gathered in small groups here and there to discuss scientific research, discuss what happened between the realms, or simply chat and brag.

Each person was separated from the crowd by a soundproof array, which would not affect others.

However, this was not a prohibition or taboo. People could freely come and go between the circles. From time to time, people came to listen, join the discussion, or leave and go to the circle they were interested in to communicate.

The rhythm of the Tianjuns' scientific research discussions was very long. A discussion could take several years or even decades, so everyone used a lot of clones and switched with the original body.

Jiang Ding saw a young man in blue in the small circle of Wanji Tianjun, Yuan, Shenji Tianjun and others.

He was talking about the Great Sun Swordsmanship and discussing some technical difficulties in the large-scale industrial application of the Great Sun Gold.

The surrounding Tianjuns listened carefully and asked some questions from time to time.

This small circle seminar on the large-scale industrial application of the Great Sun Gold has lasted for 27 years. Now it seems that there is no sign of ending, and it will continue for decades.

"With the sacred sword fight of sword cultivators as a reference, the immortal gate can use the Great Sun Gold for its own use by defeating the pure swordsmanship will in the Great Sun Gold with the military formation and military soul.

This process must be noted that the owner of the warship, at least the long-term operator, must personally participate in the military soul defeat, otherwise the swordsmanship will in the Great Sun Gold will not recognize it at all, and it will not work if someone else is replaced..."

Jiang Ding stepped forward and took over the topic.

His clone dissipated spontaneously and turned into the original body, and continued to talk freely.

At this moment, his logic and soul computing power were qualitatively improved, which made the eyes of the surrounding Tianjuns bright. Taking this opportunity, a series of questions involving swordsmanship were asked one after another, without giving them time to rest.

Before, they did not ask questions because they knew that the soul computing power of the clone was limited and could not handle so many problems at the same time.

Now there is no such worry.

"The sacred sword fight should be at the same realm."

"You can have a large number of people and condense the military soul to fight, but it is best to be at the same realm. If you have the ability, you can fight in the lower realm. This will improve the performance of the Great Sun Gold to a certain extent..."

Jiang Ding answered one by one.

He answered the questions that he could answer, and for those that he could not answer, he gave his own reasons or his own guesses.

His opinions on the swordsmanship issue were taken seriously by all the Heavenly Lords and seriously considered.

Because Jiang Ding is the number one swordsman in the immortal gate.

Moreover, Jiang Ding is the person who ranks at least 20th in the swordsmanship in the entire Nine Spirits Realm. In the future, as his cultivation breaks through, he will soon become the top ten or top five in the swordsmanship of the realm.

Even, the number one swordsmanship in the realm.

There is no doubt that the exploration of the swordsmanship of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion is the best in the realm, and those who have the name of the Great Sun Sword Son are born with this crown.

What is happening now is just returning to the track he should have.

"......That's it."

After Jiang Ding finished speaking, he took a step back and began to listen carefully.

"The material of the Sun Gold has the possibility of being strengthened again..."

The Lord of Ten Thousand Machines then went on stage to explain his conjectures, scientific research plans, and the support he needed from the Lords around him.

Jiang Ding listened honestly.

In addition to the sword, in other aspects, he is a student. Now it's time to learn from the Lords, and the Lords around him are similar.

The progress of the immortal scientific research of the immortal gate is not the only pursuit. In this process, the learning, ability improvement, and formation level improvement of the participants are also crucial.

This is the process of cultivation and enlightenment of the Lords of the Immortal Gate.

Everyone is discussing, learning from each other, and practicing together, and little by little improving their accumulation and foundation of the immortal way.

Jiang Ding listened carefully to the immortal scientific research plan of the Lord of Ten Thousand Machines, and from time to time he was slightly distracted and looked around.

Now, more than a hundred years have passed. After digesting the spoils of the last realm war, and with the major concessions made by the eight major immortal sects in trade, the number of immortal sects' gods has once again recovered to the level of 200. It can be said that they have regained their full strength and are on the way to surpassing it.

Many talented princes who had been dormant throughout history gradually woke up, got the opportunity to become gods, and began to advance.

Recently, the queuing order of the sleeping geniuses has accelerated.

True Lord Dinghai, True Lord Killing Souls, Zhang Junsheng, True Lord Ciyuan, True Lord Bo Ming... and so on, the voices, faces, and smiles of these teachers appeared in Jiang Ding's heart.

It is expected that we will be able to meet them in more than a thousand years.

If we can gain an advantage in the Jiao Nether Realm war, the speed will be greatly accelerated.

Jiang Ding participated in the special meeting of Da Sun Yao Jin in his own body.

Three years later, the intense discussions are still ongoing and the meeting shows no signs of ending.

A clone appeared in front of Jiang Ding, replacing the original body again.

Jiang Ding's body walked towards Shenji Tianjun, who was looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and explained his purpose of coming, about restricting the mark of Mofa City.

"Why?"

Lord Shen Ji Tianjun's eyes widened and he said in astonishment.

I have heard of people enhancing their life-saving trump cards, but I have never heard of people actively weakening them.

This is no different than going crazy.

Jiang Ding was silent for a moment.

He was somewhat unable to explain this problem to a master of military art, a law cultivator.

"Senior, because,"

"Same level, upper level monk."

"They are not my enemies, but my sword-sharpening stone and my Dao qualifications. I need to protect them and not let the mark of the Mofa City harm them."

Jiang Ding said slowly.