A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The family is having a meal and enjoying themselves.

The meal was cooked together. Jiang Ding and Taiqing Feijian were chopping vegetables together, while Lin Wanqiu was in charge. Jiang Yuan was fine, but she was responsible for washing the dishes and cleaning the table after the meal.

Taiqing Feijian was also eating.

She was soaked in a bowl of water, bobbing up and down, adding some salt, soy sauce or something from time to time.

"Yuanwang has been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage?"

"Not bad, not bad."

"Xiaoyun is also a Nascent Soul cultivator? Is he called Zhenjun Xiaoyun? Alas, it's a pity that I couldn't advance to the stage of divine transformation, otherwise I would still be able to see her now..."

The family chatted and sighed from time to time.

However, I gradually adapted to it. Things like life and death must be experienced and slowly forgotten.

"Dangdang...dangdang..."

"Hello friends, today is Wednesday, October 8, 15799, which is August 9 of the lunar calendar."

At this time, the commercials on TV ended and it was time for the news broadcast.

Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan couldn't help but be attracted to the TV.

News broadcasts, which are boring to contemporary citizens, are very novel to them.

"Today's highlights are,"

"The Immortal Sect's ruler inspected the Nine Spirit Realm of the Middle Thousand World, inspected the boundary line between the Immortal Sect and the eight major Immortal Sects, and met with representatives of the Xuanwu Tiangong Dingding Zhenzhen, Qingmu Xianzong Qingteng Zhenzun and other immortal sect representatives."

"Yuan emphasized that the friendship between the Immortal Sect and the Eight Immortal Sects is strong and unshakable and will not be allowed to be destroyed by anyone who is interested..."

"Xianmen's second-generation planet-class battleship is about to be born. Compared with the first-generation planet-class battleship, the naval gun, speed, defense and other performance have increased by 27.91%. Xianmen's power has been enhanced again. The army of Xianmen will firmly defend the territory of Xianmen, and will not waver or give up. Xianmen has me, please citizens, please rest assured..."

"The Vice-President of Xianmen Da Ri Tianjun inspected the Mars Industrial Zone and expressed condolences to the workers struggling on the front line."

"The Lord of the Sun emphasized that the Immortal Industry is the foundation for the survival of the Immortal Sect in the endless realm. It is the source of countless battleships, fortresses, and magic weapons. The number of Immortal Sect citizens has reached the 900 billion mark, and many key things must be done. The return of the mid-end Xiandao manufacturing industry and the revitalization of the Xianmen mid-end manufacturing industry are crucial, which is closely related to the most basic security of Xianmen..."

"At the same time, Da Ri Tianjun said that it is urgent to solve the employment problem of citizens. This is our task and we must speed up and complete it well..."

"mom!"

"Look at this guy!"

Jiang Yuan pointed at the TV screen and shouted.

On TV, a young man wearing formal robes was patrolling the Mars Immortal Way Industrial Zone surrounded by many God-Transforming Heavenly Lords, cordially condolences to frontline workers, and met with administrative officials at all levels. In the Mars Immortal Way Industrial Zone and many God-Transforming Monks, Yuan Ying Zhenjun held a meeting.

It's obvious that the person is still the same person and looks the same.

However, in the Mars Immortal Industrial Zone, his face was still childish, but a majesty as deep as water bloomed unconsciously. Although his expression was gentle and did not show anger, and was cold, but all the gods of transformation, Yuanying Zhenjun, were Sitting upright, not daring to relax at all.

Occasionally, when the Great Sun God points out a problem, the monk immediately breaks into a cold sweat and immediately reflects on it.

These god-transforming heavenly kings looked at the Great Sun Heavenly Lord as if they were children looking at an adult, with respect and admiration, and did not dare to refute.

"Ding Ding, is this you?"

Lin Wanqiu put down her chopsticks, looked left and right, and repeatedly compared the person on the TV with the person at the dinner table. She almost couldn't recognize the person on the TV.

Completely two extremes.

"It's me, Mom."

Jiang Ding put down his chopsticks, wiped a grain of rice from the corner of his mouth, and said, "This is my clone, the No. 1 administrative clone."

"The deputy governor of Xianmen has a lot to do. He inspects various places, meets with the ambassadors of the eight immortal sects in Xianmen every hundred years, condolences to workers in various places, visits orphanages everywhere to see how the children are living, and pays tribute every year. I’m going to work in a factory outside Xiandu for a day to set an example... I’m very busy.”

"If I only use my body to do these things, I won't have time to practice and study."

"So, I created this No. 1 administrative clone." "His combat power is very weak, barely reaching the stage of becoming a god, but his soul calculation power is very strong, almost half the level of Lianxu Zhenzun, and it is specially used to deal with Government affairs in various places. When I finish my term and leave office in two hundred years, this administrative avatar will go to the Jiuling Realm to preside over the research and development work of the Kendo Academy there. "

"Since he often comes into contact with bureaucrats at all levels, he is quite serious, so don't be offended."

Jiang Ding explained.

"It looks so awesome..."

Lin Wanqiu and the other two exclaimed.

The two began to slowly accept the fact that their son's brother was the deputy consul of the Immortal Sect.

Although this all seems like a dream, it is very unreal.

"Back then, when you were taking the college entrance examination, your grandparents said that our family would have a Tianjun in the future."

"Now, unexpectedly, it has become a fact."

Lin Wanqiu sighed.

"Brother, can I go play with him?"

"In the office of the Vice-President of Xianmen."

Jiang Yuan's attention was on another thing, his eyes shining.

Although they are both brothers, this brother seems to be more powerful, like a real deputy consul of the immortal sect, an ancient one, an old monster who transforms into gods, and a giant in the immortal way.

"Can,"

"But you have to wait for his rest time and don't interrupt his work."

Jiang Ding said with a smile.

"Don't worry, he has been maintaining a mortal's schedule, which is comparable to that of a nine-nine-six oxen and a horse. He has many and sporadic rest times. He can't wait long."

"Yeah!"

Jiang Yuan nodded vigorously.

She had already begun to look forward to the scene of taking a photo with the vice-governor of Xianmen in the vice-governor's office.

Lin Wanqiu was also a little moved.

While chatting, the family finished their meal and lay on the sofa to watch TV together.

After more than 5,000 years, TV has not changed. It's all about love. After 5,000 years, it's still about love, all kinds of love, as if these screenwriters can't do anything except love.

This is also quite helpless.

However, Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan liked it very much. They watched it attentively. The screenwriters after 5,000 years easily hit their hearts.

"Mom, Jiang Yuan."

"You can rest for a few years, and then you will go to school, Xiandu Kendo Hall Group Private University."

Jiang Ding interrupted during the commercial break and said, "You will then be promoted to Jindan and Yuanying stage step by step. Although you are sure, it won't hurt to enrich your Xiandao foundation. In addition, you can get to know some classmates of the same age, and you will have someone to accompany you at ordinary times."

The old friends and social relationships of the two are gone.

People always need friends, socializing.

As for the private university of the Kendo Hall Group, it was established by Jiang Ding to train some monks who could not get into university but whose relatives were high-level monks, such as the children of the Sun-Destroying Heavenly Monarch and the children of many immortal sects, so that these blood relatives have a way out.

"Got it!"

Jiang Yuan and the others waved their hands.