A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

After the walk, the shocked two people slowly walked home.

Along the way, neighbors passed by from time to time, but few of them were recognized at all, and they bore no resemblance in appearance to the neighbors five thousand years ago.

"Everyone has already left..."

Lin Wanqiu sighed softly.

She thought of a lot of the past, many interesting neighbors, many best friends, many good friends, many annoying colleagues, all of which have now been completely buried in time and will never be seen again.

Come to the downstairs of the community.

"This shabby house hasn't collapsed yet?"

"It's been five thousand years!"

Jiang Yuan complained, a little surprised.

In fact, not only did it not collapse, but it remained as it was before, with every color and lustre. Even a piece of the wall fell off thousands of years ago. This is the same piece of wall that has fallen off now. No more, no less. , exactly the same as the original.

Time plays no role here.

Jiang Ding smiled and said nothing.

This is the immortal power of the fourth level of swordsmanship, and it became even more terrifying after he was promoted to the God Transformation.

It can be clearly said that even after a month of violent bombardment by dozens of god-forming monks, the community of Fulin Hometown will not change at all. It collapsed and recovered in the blink of an eye. Even a piece of children's graffiti from thousands of years ago was gone. There will be no change, the line texture will still be clear.

The three of them followed them upstairs. On the stairs, Lin Wanqiu greeted the neighbor cordially, which made the neighbor puzzled and smiled awkwardly while maintaining etiquette.

Squeak~

The door of Shen's family that had been closed for nearly five thousand years was opened again.

Then, a large piece of black dust came towards my face!

It was like arriving in a coal mine. There was dust everywhere, forming an almost liquid flow. It made people wonder if the entire house was filled with dust, so much so that it kept pouring out as soon as the door was opened.

"Ahem..."

Lin Wanqiu and the other two were caught off guard and choked immediately.

"this……"

Jiang Ding was a little embarrassed: "After you fell asleep, I forgot about this place. It seems that I haven't been back for three or four thousand years. You know, it's too deserted to live alone at home. I'm not used to it."

"Brother, don't you also set up a cleaning formation?"

Jiang Yuan asked curiously.

"No."

"It didn't exist when you were here. You can't add more later and destroy its original appearance. There was originally one, but I later demolished it."

Jiang Ding said decisively.

Keng!

It has a fierce reputation among the realms, and is the nightmare in the hearts of countless god-transformation monks and void-refining monks. It has destroyed many emperors, ancient emperors, and the elite army of the entire race, the treasure of the void-refining space, the Taiqing Flying Sword!

She's unsheathed!

The way of the sword shines brightly, and the power of the sword dominates all directions, suppressing enemies from all directions in the universe!

Then……

"Taiqing, come to life!"

Jiang Ding greeted.

Taiqing Feijian froze.

"Hi!"

"My little blue and gold tree, do you still remember me? The food you cooked before was delicious."

Jiang Yuan waved.

Keng!

Taiqing Feijian said hello with a clear and sweet sword sound, and then went to work.

She blew up a small whirlwind that was equivalent to the magic of a monk on the first level of Qi training, and was busy in various parts of the room. She picked up the broom, picked up the dustpan, and began to clean the entire room.

"Let's start working too."

Lin Wanqiu rolled up his sleeves and said with great interest.

There were spare brooms, dustpans and rags at home, and they were even kept in the same place where Lin Wanqiu usually liked to keep them. She found them casually and distributed them to Jiang Ding and Jiang Yuan one by one.

"The quality is so good...it has not been weathered for five thousand years."

Jiang Yuan squeezed the broom and exclaimed: "Brother, did you do it?"

"Of course."

Jiang Ding said casually.

He picked up the broom and cooperated with the Taiqing Flying Sword to sweep out a large amount of dust and garbage, and then temporarily refined garbage bags to put the dust in them - the garbage bags were made from dust. A God-incarnation Heavenly Lord It's easy to do something like this. Even this garbage bag is an excellent magic weapon, with the function of collecting all things and living things, including some fleas and cockroaches.

The spiritual light bloomed in Jiang Ding's hand, and he refined one garbage bag after another and handed it to Jiang Yuan.

"Huh? What about you?"

Jiang Yuan was speechless.

What's the difference between taking off your pants and farting?

"A sense of ceremony, a sense of ceremony."

"You don't understand."

Jiang Ding rolled his eyes and said: "I haven't done this kind of rough work for thousands of years, but it's not like you, a minor foundation-building cultivator, who is a little unaccustomed to it for a while."

"Ha~"

The family was busy and worked for several hours before they finished cleaning the house and made the house clean again.

Everything becomes what it was before again.

Just like one afternoon nearly five thousand years ago, when Jiang Ding returned home from high school, he looked exactly the same, without any change.

The sofa, TV, coffee table, dishes and chopsticks... everything remains unchanged.

"Huh~"

Jiang Ding and Jiang Yuan, who were familiar with each other, lay down on the sofa, breathed a sigh of relief and didn't want to move anymore.

Lin Wanqiu was in the kitchen, thinking about what to eat tonight.

"elder brother,"

"The TV does not work."

Jiang Yuan fiddled with the TV for a while, then turned around and said.

A light flickered on the TV, then went out.

"..."

"broken?!"

Jiang Ding felt like he was slapped in the face.

Under the influence of the Immortal Sword Intent, everything should be in good condition and should not be damaged at all.

Jiang Ding swept his consciousness and quickly discovered the problem.

"What the hell!"

"Immortal Sword Intent cannot guarantee the electronic components. Several points inside are short-circuited. Wait a minute while I repair it..."

Jiang Ding took out a piece of fourth-level spiritual gold with thunder attribute. After smelting it, he welded the short-circuit point of the electronic components of the TV series through space transmission, and the electric light flickered.

"Okay, it should be fine."

"I'll give it a try."

Jiang Yuan opened this antique with a history of more than 5,000 years. The light inside flickered for a moment, and the picture came out. It was the animation of Xiao Qing Fairy, but the characters were a little distorted and hazy, and there were even mosaic-like things in some places.

Jiang Yuan turned around.

"There should be something wrong with the signal transfer."

Jiang Ding immediately said: "Today's citizens like to watch immersive holographic projections, but they don't like this kind of ancient flat-screen TV. There are almost no such programs anymore, and various TV stations and film companies no longer record such programs. So when we put it on our TV, the picture was a little distorted.”

"Are they all holographic projections?"

Jiang Yuan was in a daze.

I seem to be far behind the times.

But then she became excited again.

After five thousand years, how many novels, movies, and games have been developed? Be sure to watch it to your heart’s content this time, and you won’t have to catch up again!

"A special adapter is required."

"Wait a minute, I'll get one from Sun Destroyer's clone. Elderly people like them like this kind of TV, and they even specially developed and produced this special component."

Jiang Ding was slightly distracted for a moment, then returned to normal.

He reached into the deep space and fished out a black box.

He placed the black box next to the TV and played with it for a while. The TV screen instantly returned to normal, and a cartoon was playing, a children's animation about a sword fairy girl.