A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The two were placed near the top of Tianlei Peak.

In an elegant monastery.

The two Jindan monks just patted their shoulders and left.

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged and practiced with his eyes closed.

The aura here was so rich that he had never seen it in his life. The golden aura particles were everywhere, and they spontaneously flowed towards him through the prototype of the metallic Tao body. The growth of his true energy cultivation was visible to the naked eye.

This is at least the third level spiritual vein!

For Qi cultivators and innate warriors, this is a rare opportunity.

"Brother Jiang, how do you think the two immortals feel about us?"

Compared with him, Li Qingyun was a little uneasy, walking around in the monastery, restless.

Naturally, he also felt the rich water spiritual energy particles in the air, but due to his cultivation in the inner energy realm, he could not use them for his own use.

"And feel at ease."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

"In any case, we are already much better than others, so why worry about gains and losses?"

"That's true."

Li Qingyun was startled and bowed slightly.

"Been taught a lesson."

He followed Jiang Ding's example and sat cross-legged, while the Qingniu Palace mental method was circulating, and he regained his calm and indifferent state of mind.

Jiang Ding sighed slightly in his heart.

This was the first time that he was in another world without drones monitoring the sky to ensure the safety of the surroundings. He was also very panicked in his heart, and his face was all fake.

The drone is only a few thousand meters high and can be seen by Jindan monks, so it is of no use.

…

"It's a spiritual seed."

The white-browed old cultivator nodded slightly and looked at the rough man beside him: "It is indeed an innate sword body. The meridians are so sharp that it makes me feel a slight sting when I get close to it. It means it is incomplete."

He was not without regret.

"Of course."

Zhou Yan, a rough man, was very calm: "The innate sword body is the legendary gift of a true immortal. It is jealous of God and cannot be completed."

"Even so, the qualifications are only inferior to Tianlinggen."

"In addition, the spirit-measuring stone platform left by the founder of the sect is very mysterious and has a trace of cause and effect. The picture it sent before its collapse..."

Zhou Yan held a jade bead in his hand, stained with some stone powder.

"There is a slight possibility that this child will have a Nascent Soul in the future."

"After all, it is an innate sword body. Even if it is severely damaged, it cannot be compared to two spiritual roots."

"So good!"

The old man with white eyebrows stroked his beard and laughed: "Then how about this, Mr. Li from Tianlinggen will be taught by me, and Mr. Jiang will accept you as his teacher?"

Tianlinggen,

Naturally, there is more than 70% possibility of achieving the golden elixir. If some opportunities are added to help, it is almost a certainty.

"I'll give you the Heavenly Spirit Root, so I don't need it."

Unexpectedly, the rough man who had always praised the innate sword body refused.

"Why?"

"If this son can grow up, not only will it benefit the family, but I'm afraid it will also benefit you. But do you think there is something wrong with his character?"

The old cultivator with white eyebrows was stunned.

Qualifications are important, and so is character. Otherwise, if you teach a person who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

"There is no problem with his character. I have read the information about Mr. Jiang. He always repays kindness, and he even has some kindness as a woman. There is a gap in his background for a while, and there are some flaws, but it is not a problem given his incomplete innate sword body qualifications. "

"That……"

"I can't afford it."

Zhou Yan said directly: "The middle and low-level cultivators always think that we, the old monsters of Jindan, are very wealthy, with seas of spiritual stones and mountains of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. What is the reality?"

"This is indeed the case for low-grade spiritual stones and low-grade spiritual materials, but for mid-to-high-grade ones, especially the opportunities to advance to the golden elixir, there are only a handful of them."

"I am only in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. There is still a glimmer of hope in my path. I don't know how many spiritual stones I need."

"The battle with the Blood Slaughter Hall for so long has consumed a huge amount of genius treasures and spiritual stones."

"I also have an incompetent legitimate son. His aptitude is far worse than the incomplete innate sword body, his character is also poor, and his understanding is also poor. Raising him is more difficult than raising three golden elixir seeds, but he is my son!"

"You can't give up your son for the sake of your disciples, right?"

"If you add all these together, you can't afford to raise another golden elixir sword cultivator seed."

The sword cultivator was famous for being able to spend spiritual stones, but no amount was enough.

"Then just train him like an ordinary disciple, and he can earn the golden elixir by himself..."

The old cultivator with white eyebrows couldn't say any more.

"This is not raising disciples, but raising enemies!"

Zhou Yan shook his head repeatedly: "Senior brother, you also came from a disciple. How could you not know that one person has enough spiritual stones, pills, geniuses, earth treasures, gold pills, and opportunities, but one person has nothing? How can this make people think?"

"Must be resentful!"

"If it's ordinary people who are resentful, forget it. I don't even look at it and I'm too lazy to move."

"Being resented by a mutilated innate sword body, I'm really afraid that I can't help but shoot him to death one day before he has grown up."

"I can't help it!"

"What should we do?"

The white-browed old cultivator was in trouble: "Senior brother, it's already very difficult for me to raise a Heavenly Spiritual Root. If I leave some family property to my descendants, and then cultivate a golden elixir sword cultivating seed... there is really nothing I can do."

"Just let a junior foundation builder train you?"

"It's such an insult to someone. It's better to just shoot him to death and get rid of him once and for all."

Zhou Yan rolled his eyes.

"You're talking nonsense! This is an incomplete innate sword body!"

The old cultivator with white eyebrows scolded: "If there is a chance that it can grow, the sect passed down by the ancestors of the past generations will usher in its heyday, and my descendants and descendants will also benefit from it."

"Slap him to death, you have such a big temper!"

The two looked at each other, both confused.

It doesn't matter if you shoot him to death, he doesn't have spiritual stones to cultivate, he doesn't mean anything to the left or right.

"There are definitely no spiritual stones or genius treasures to cultivate a golden elixir sword cultivation seed, and it is impossible to create them no matter what."

"or,"

Zhou Yan thought hard and came up with an idea: "Shall we give him a name?"

"Name? How do you say that?"

The old cultivator with white eyebrows knew that his junior brother always had many clever ideas, and he was immediately surprised.

"Accepting a disciple as a master!"

Zhou Yan uttered a few words: "When the time comes, we will both be his senior brothers, not his masters. We can just take care of him. We don't have to go out of our way to give guidance. In the end, we will be resented because of different treatment."

"If he takes action from time to time and gives something away, he will be grateful to our senior brothers!"

"This won't work!"

The white-browed old cultivator refused without even thinking.

"Becoming a senior brother with a mortal, you can't afford to lose face, but I can't afford to lose face to this person!"

"Once word gets out, your senior brother and I will never want to see our fellow disciples again."

"That's up to you."

Zhou Yan doesn't care and doesn't force it.

By the time the next generation of golden elixirs grows up, they will have turned into a pile of bones. This means that their longevity is approaching and they will not be able to reap any benefits.

The main thing is that future generations will benefit.

"Otherwise, if you allocate part of the family property for future generations, and the entire sect scrimps on food and clothing for decades, they will be able to barely scrape together the cultivation resources for a single golden elixir seed."

For the sake of the sect, he finally came up with an idea.

"well!"

The old cultivator with white eyebrows looked bitter and sighed.

"When the master was about to pass away, he always wanted to have a little junior brother. I have always regretted it. Isn't this what happened?"

"Let's go meet our junior brother."

…

Inside the monastery.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and practiced, his innate true energy rose and fell, and a blue sword-shaped phantom in his soul was illusory, occasionally tending to condense into substance, but then suddenly collapsed.

"It still doesn't work, it's not this specialized soul structure."

“More reading is needed.”

He opened his eyes, stood up, and looked toward the door.

I recommend the newly released "Earth Conquers All Realms".

This is where the rusty sword tip comes from.