A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The time scale is more than ten years.

The life of a Nascent Soul cultivator is relatively short, and the ordinary practice time has passed by.

Jiang Ding usually practiced, refining flying swords, cooperating with the scientific research of many Heavenly Lords in the Immortal Sect, and always paying attention to Beiyuan, especially the starry sky outside the Great Sun Boundary Formation.

Also, pay attention to the location of True Monarch of Great Love to prevent him from running away with your money.

Although Jiang Ding is very rich now and doesn't care too much about that, he hates others teasing him, and he is used to keeping his promises. He will kill people when he says they will, and will not break them.

On this day, the Great Sun Tianchi Sun Abyss was full of wind and clouds.

The strong wind blows, and the spiritual energy from thousands of miles of heaven and earth rolls in. The sun's rays shine on the sky and the earth, and then gather towards the 10,000-meter-high Sun Sacred Tree. They continue to gather, and finally everything merges into the dantian of the young man in green under the tree.

Finally, everything calmed down.

The aura of the young man in green surged, and he finally reached his peak, unable to improve his cultivation.

"Peak Nascent Soul!"

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

His bright golden light flashed away, shooting out two golden sword lights, melting two deep black holes into the void, and the space could not heal for a long time.

This is the release of the power accumulated through years of practice.

"Practice Taoism for thousands of years..."

"No! What the hell is this? I was influenced by Ming Guangzi's damn poisonous tongue."

Jiang Ding shook his head suddenly and said loudly: "I have been practicing for more than ten years and was promoted to the peak of Nascent Soul at the age of sixteen!"

"Sixteen years old, the peak of Nascent Soul!"

"Let me ask, is there anyone in the world who is stronger than this genius?"

"No!"

"Absolutely not anymore!"

"Who else in the world can compare to me?"

Jiang Ding summoned a mirror and admired it with satisfaction.

"Yue, do you think so?"

After a while, he asked again.

"Jianzi, I can't say it. You really don't want to be like this..."

Yue covered her face.

She felt ashamed to meet the ancestors of all generations.

"Oh, forget it, stop talking, I don't want to hear it."

"OK."

Yuesheng shut his mouth helplessly.

Keng!

The Taiqing Flying Sword was unsheathed at this time, flying out from the space of the Great Sun Sword Realm between the eyebrows, blooming with infinite light, reflecting the entire Great Sun Heavenly Lake, and falling in every corner of the Heavenly Lake.

On the blue-gold sword body, there are thirty-six golden stars composed of runes suspended, which are constantly rotating and moving along the complicated three-dimensional orbit, spontaneously absorbing the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun, just like thirty-six stars. Stars with life are blooming and spreading light to the heaven and earth.

Thirty-six forbidden ways of the Sun God!

Thirty-six Tiangang Dzogchen!

This Great Sun Flying Sword, the Taiqing Flying Sword has reached the pinnacle of the Yuanshen Treasure. Like his master, he has become the top quasi-emperor soldier and cannot make any further progress.

"What a sight it will be to become a god..."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

A desire arose in his heart, coming from his heart, from Taiqing Feijian's strong desire to transcend and become a great emperor's soldier.

At the same time, he also had a clear understanding in his heart.

Breaking through to become a god is bound to succeed.

The Taiqing Flying Sword has a slight possibility of becoming a great emperor's weapon in the thunder tribulation, refining the sword of the void level space, and having the ability to cut off the power of rules.

"A trace?"

Jiang Ding gradually calmed down and woke up from his fanatical desire for the avenue.

Dainichi Jianzi's deep foundation, coupled with the complete Dainichi Mystic Technique, has been improved by himself, making it more suitable for him.

Under such conditions, he will definitely become a god, and there will be no chance.

However, Taiqing Feijian will not have any breakthrough.

This flying sword, which embodies the wisdom of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion and the Immortal Sect at the top of the Immortal Sect, has reached its end point under the Emperor's Arms, and can no longer cross a step unless the future sword master is promoted to Lianxu.

"Jianzi, have you gotten rid of your desire for the avenue?"

Yue's voice came.

"Yes."

Jiang Ding said calmly, not angry as to why she didn't warn her in advance and woke up midway.

After all, the path of a monk must be based on the monk. Outsiders can only assist, but cannot replace the monk himself in deciding which way to go at major junctures in life.

You have to choose for yourself, no matter which side you take, you will have no regrets.

"Did you discover the reason?"

Yue asked again.

"It's because of the Taiqing Flying Sword."

Jiang Ding answered briefly: "I found that Taiqing Feijian could not break through with me. This has never happened in the past practice. It is because the distance between Lianxu and Quasi-Emperor is too far, so that the Transformation Sky Has the tribulation lost its promoting effect?”

"Yes, that's it."

"Jianzi, this is also a common problem encountered by the sword masters of all generations."

Yue softly explained: "Many sword masters are not as good as you when they are at the peak of Yuanying. Some sword masters are just barely stepping into the threshold of quasi-emperor soldiers when they are at the peak of Yuanying. How far, let alone reaching the ultimate level of quasi-emperor soldier like you."

"We don't need to pay attention to these swords that are not strong enough. They don't have any chance."

"Referring to history, the strongest Great Sun Sword Master is Xiyuan. He reached the same situation as you when he was at the peak of Nascent Soul, but he arrived after a thousand years of slumber."

"Heavy photons seemed stronger, but he didn't have a chance to practice it."

"That's the conundrum you face."

Yue looked forward and said: "Jianzi, your flying sword is a fusion of the immortal wisdom crystallization from the top of Dongji Demon Gate and Jiangge. I suggest you try your best to understand the power of order during the Nascent Soul stage, not like Dongji." The kind of external...well, the scabbard of the Demon Sect, but the power of order that you spontaneously gave birth to."

"After Nascent Soul cultivators possess the power of order, their power of order will become stronger after surviving the catastrophe of becoming gods. They may even escape from the hands of the monks in the middle stage of becoming gods."

"Like this, after you are promoted to Lianxu, you will immediately become the master of Lianxu. One person and one sword can wipe out the entire Nine Spirits Realm and the Jiaoming Realm."

"In the future, the chances of being promoted to the level of Void Refining will be much higher than that of other Void Refining cultivators."

"Because, at that time, you were the strongest sword master of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion!"

"This is the main reason why the Great Sun Swordsman has been sleeping for thousands of years. It allows you to realize the power of order, makes your sword world space more complete, and allows you to practice more. This is the inheritance of the Immortal Sect. "

Yue concluded.

This is the benefit of having a clear inheritance.

Taking one step and looking at three steps, or even seven steps, was already being prepared when Daozi was practicing Qi, just for the purpose of practicing the void tens of thousands of years later.

With such layer upon layer of accumulation, preparation, and tens of thousands of years of accumulation, how can casual cultivators compare?

"The wisdom of the ancestors of past generations is far-reaching and beyond my reach..."

Jiang Ding also had to admire.

Waves of sleepiness came to his mind, and his instinct was urging him to sleep deeply, wait until a thousand years later to wake up, and then step through the God Transformation Tribulation and become the God Transformation Heavenly King.

Keng!

"Not yet."

Jiang Ding used the sun-destroying sword intention to cleanse the sea of ​​consciousness and get rid of this sleepiness.

"I still have two things to do. The upper realm army that may appear in Beiyuan needs to be dealt with. If it is too strong, give up. Weak monks should have a clear understanding of their own and have to face the inevitable helplessness."

"If it doesn't happen, kill the True Monarch of Great Love and arrange various things in Beiyuan. After all, a thousand years is not a short time."

"The other thing is,"

Jiang Ding's eyes were filled with sadness: "I still have to say goodbye to An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng and others. These are the only fellow monks left alive. We cannot be absent when we say goodbye."

He stood up, flew out of the Great Sun Lake, and flew towards the ground.