A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding silently looked at An Siyan among the students.

Compared with Jin Lingfeng, who had been in the army and developed in the army, An Siyan, in addition to the necessary wars, took the classic route of giving equal importance to university teaching and scientific research.

She has been developing in the Department of Array Spirit Algorithm and Xiandao Artificial Intelligence of Qingfeng University. The two have cooperated from time to time in recent years and can be seen from time to time.

An Siyan got her own Taoist name, which seemed to be more than 200 years ago. Her representative work is "Structural Breakthrough Research on Array Spirit Algorithm No. 234533", which made Xianmen take a step forward in the Hedao-level Array Spirit Algorithm.

Of course, it is only a small step.

This is a huge project involving the entire Xianmen. Shenji Tianjun, Yuan and others have invested their life's efforts in it. Countless schools and countless teachers and students in the Xianmen have participated in it, and they have been relaying research and development from generation to generation.

Even so, it is only a small breakthrough in the huge project of Hedao-level Array Spirit Algorithm, which is also a top contribution among Yuanying cultivators. The talent and talent are all good.

With this, An Siyan won the Xianmen Science and Technology Progress Award of the year. After asking about his personal wishes, he was given the Taoist name of Siyan Zhenjun.

Because of this achievement, An Siyan got a chance to become a god.

"Hi!"

"Long time no see!"

At this time, a pretty woman with silver hair as loose as the moon came over, and waved her slender fingers in front of the young man in green.

He didn't blink.

Jiang Ding carefully looked at the silver-haired woman in front of him who hadn't seen her for a long time.

She still looked the same as before, but there were many more vicissitudes in the depths of her eyes. She was the famous Jinling Zhenjun of the Xianmen, who was stronger than the previous Yueling Zhenjun and got the chance to become a god with her military exploits.

She was not an unknown person among the nine immortal sects' Nascent Soul cultivators, and was feared by many immortal sects' Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Long time no see, Jinling Zhenjun."

"Long time no see, Da Ri Zhenjun."

"Haha!"

The two of them saluted and smiled, as if they remembered the time when they were young and young, and felt that they were imitating their elders and playing house.

Obviously, they were already peak Nascent Soul cultivators.

"My Da Ri Zhenjun, Da Ri Jianzi, Quasi-Emperor."

Jin Lingfeng looked carefully at the boy in front of him who was a head shorter than her and had always maintained the age of sixteen, and sighed: "Your reputation in the realms is so fierce that Nascent Soul cultivators can't look up to you, like ants, and the Divine Transformation cultivators are in awe of you."

"When I was in the army, if I accidentally had a conflict with the Divine Transformation Heavenly Lords of the Eight Immortal Sects, I would immediately bring up your name, and then they would quietly retreat, without exception."

"You won't blame me, right?"

She blinked.

Over the years, she has come into contact with many cultivators of the Eight Immortal Sects, and in their eyes, Da Ri Jianzi seemed to be terrifying, bloody, chaotic and crazy.

Her behavior is no different from dancing on a grave.

"How could it be?"

"You can use it as you want."

Jiang Ding shook his head and asked: "Did you say goodbye to your comrades? Did you cry? I heard that many immortal soldiers would cry when they retired and left the army."

"How could I cry!"

"This is all rumors from the outside world."

Jin Lingfeng rolled his eyes: "They are all old comrades, old brothers, and they are used to life and death. How can they be so fragile."

"In our army, there are bloody storms, but I envy her a little."

Jin Lingfeng looked at An Siyan among the students. She was still wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, weak and quiet, with an unconcealable bookish aura.

"This kind of bookish beauty seems to be the most popular spouse for men, right?"

Jin Lingfeng said with self-pity.

"I'm different. When I occasionally release some of the military aura, it reminds me of a rough barbarian holding a sword and a knife, who can lift a tripod with his arms and drag a mountain with one hand..."

"Uh..."

Jiang Ding looked up at the sky.

The clouds in the sky are seven colors and are still changing. There are many textures, which contain very subtle truths and express the beauty of nature.

"What are you talking about?"

An Siyan came over. She had already said goodbye to her students, arranged the successor of the laboratory, and arranged the next teaching tasks for many students.

"Nothing."

Jin Lingfeng curled her lips.

After many years, she didn't seem to have become a good girlfriend with An Siyan, and they had always maintained a good and bad relationship.

"Long time no see."

"I prepared a gift for you."

Jiang Ding broke the somewhat subtle atmosphere and handed out two jade boxes containing the best-grade Huashen Pills, which fell on the chests of the two women: "You must break through the Huashen, otherwise I won't see you in the future."

The two women opened the jade box.

"Top-grade Transformation Pill?!!"

An Siyan took a breath, a little embarrassed, pretending to be polite: "This kind of pill is so extravagant. One pill is enough for the immortal sect to refine six opportunities for transformation. It is a complete waste without considering the cost."

"It's a waste, it's a waste."

Although she said so, her slender little hand naturally put the top-grade Transformation Pill into the storage magic weapon.

"It's not extravagant."

Jiang Ding smiled.

"Of course."

Jin Lingfeng carefully admired the top-grade Transformation Pill, with a little intoxication in her eyes: "You have at least wiped out dozens of the royal families of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan. You are a super rich man, so naturally you are different from women from poor families like us."

"Jiang Ding, do you want me to marry you and manage half of your property for you?"

"Nonsense!"

Before the blue-clothed youth could answer, An Siyan quickly replied: "Those who practice Taoism should focus on the path of Taoism. Marriage is the grave of love and a besieged city... So, Jin Lingfeng, don't joke."

"Hehe."

Jin Lingfeng rolled his eyes.

"What are your plans?"

Jiang Ding asked.

Having a top-grade divine transformation pill already means you have the opportunity to become a divine being, and it is better than the standard one of the immortal sect. In theory, you can break through to become a divine being.

In addition to the two women, he has also mailed other top-grade divine transformation pills to the sleeping Dinghai Zhenjun, Zhang Junsheng, Luling Zhenjun, as well as the ideological and moral teacher Ouyang Hui, the counselor Liu Xiong and other old friends of the immortal sect with whom he has deep feelings.

"You still have to sleep."

Jin Lingfeng said without hesitation: "The chance of transformation of the immortal gate can be exchanged for several other things that assist in transformation, which requires queuing. In addition, sleeping can be combined with a secret technique to increase the success rate of transformation... In short, this is transformation of the soul, which is related to the life span of ten thousand years. Even the slightest chance must be grasped in the hand, and you can't be careless."

"I think so too."

An Siyan nodded lightly, with the same point of view.

"That's good."

"It's better to be cautious, and there's nothing to rush."

Jiang Ding smiled and nodded, agreeing with their ideas, and said: "Old friends such as Gu Lin Zhenjun are holding a party, let's go and see, these old friends are about to fall asleep, take this opportunity to meet each other and chat."

"Then, many years later, we'll see each other again."