A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Chapter 429 Power cannot be passed along the bloodline

"strength,"

"How can it be passed along the bloodline?"

"If everyone is like this, the Immortal Sect will turn into various aristocratic families, the same party will oppose the different, and the rights of citizens will disappear."

Jiang Ding looked at the starry sky outside the window and said to himself: "How could something like this happen to me? This can't be done, it shouldn't be."

"Nephew, this is my last gift to you."

"I wish you all peace."

The figure disappeared.

Under the molten gold tents all over the mountains and plains, a young man in green clothes sat cross-legged.

"Uncle Master."

Monk Fazheng bowed his head and said respectfully: "In the past three years, wars in Beiyuan have become more frequent. Many foundation-building monks came here to take refuge through the Lingbao Chamber of Commerce. There were even five golden elixir monks who came to stay here, and the security deteriorated sharply. "

"Fortunately, due to the shock of our ancestors, there have been no deaths of monks from the Law Enforcement Hall so far."

"This is the information from the five Golden Core cultivators. Since we, the juniors, have poor eyesight and do not dare to do anything extraordinary, we cannot guarantee its authenticity."

He handed over a jade slip and said uneasily.

Jiang Ding's consciousness swept over the jade slip.

There are five golden elixir monks, one is in the middle stage of golden elixir, and four are in the early stage of golden elixir.

Monks in these two realms seem to be more likely to escape.

The late Jindan monks are at the top of their respective powers and have more ability to protect themselves and the possibility of advancement. They are unwilling to abandon the prosperous Beiyuan world of immortality and come to a remote place.

"Vajra Tutuo..."

Jiang Ding looked at a portrait of a person.

This is the name of the monk in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. This person is wearing a worn monk's robe, holding a wooden fish in his hand at any time, and knocking it a few times from time to time, looking like an ascetic.

"Uncle Master,"

Monk Fazheng suggested: "How about banning Jindan monks from entering the fairy city in the future? Although they have been generous and brought many spiritual stones and heavenly materials and earthly treasures to the fairy city, it is too dangerous, so it is better to earn foundation-building monks safely. It’s better to have spiritual stones.”

"No Jin Dan allowed to enter?"

Jiang Ding carefully thought about the feasibility.

After a long while, he shook his head.

"It's my disciple's fault."

Monk Fazheng himself felt that something was wrong, and looked ashamed: "No matter how many spiritual stones the mere foundation-building Qi-training monks trade, they will not be of much use to the ancestors. The only way is to attract more Jindan monks. Only in this way will it be beneficial to the ancestor’s path.”

"That's it."

"No matter what kind of guest you are, just treat them with courtesy."

Jiang Ding waved his hand.

"yes!"

Monk Fazheng bowed respectfully.

There was another consideration that he didn't say out loud.

Golden elixir monks possess great power. If they cannot find a place to practice here, they will wander around, posing huge safety risks to the third-level spiritual mines in various parts of the Demon Kingdom.

No matter how powerful the Tushan Sword Cultivator is, what will happen if the Golden Core Cultivator doesn't even meet him and just robs him and runs away?

Therefore, these Jindan monks must not be forced into a hurry until the last moment.

"Within the formation, that's fine."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

Tushan Immortal City is protected by a third-level high-grade formation, which is where he is strongest, so he has nothing to fear.

After a while,

Gong Caiyu, Qiu Guo, Chun Shi, Dong Xue and other twelve maids arrived, and one hundred and twenty alternate maids flew up together, forming two circles around him.

Xia Tu was rotated to garrison the Poisonous Silver Mine.

"Son."

Before the lecture began, Chun Shi, the first maid of spring, stood up and curtsied: "We found a Tianmu Linggen candidate maid in Tu Guofan's world. Do you want to meet her?"

Jiang Ding was startled.

His consciousness scanned through and he quickly discovered a timid little girl behind the charming Harumi.

"May I have your name?"

"My name is Chun Jian."

The little girl was a little nervous and stammered: "My father is Dr. Julu of Tu State. My father said that he wanted me to come to Xiancheng to practice Taoism..."

"Come on, study hard."

Jiang Ding nodded and said nothing more.

If she is really talented, she will naturally rise from among the waiting maids, and he will not give any preferential treatment.

Everything is sorted based on merit and academic performance.

Harumi was a little disappointed.

She thought that if she could be accepted as a direct disciple like the Supreme Elder of Qiyu Sect, then she would also benefit from it.

“Today, we talk about the heart.”

Jiang Ding spoke slowly.

"We cannot bully the weak."

"In the face of robbery cultivators, evil cultivators, demon cultivators, man-eating monsters, etc., if we can defeat them, we must destroy them immediately. If we cannot defeat them, we must summon our companions or flee immediately."

"For mortals, we must show great care..."

The lesson of Tao Xin is very important in his eyes.

Once a maid or alternate maid fails this course, she will be eliminated immediately and join an institution such as the Law Enforcement Hall, regardless of her talent.

If the three views are inconsistent, it is not a direct lineage.

Gong Caiyu, Chunshi and other maids, as well as a large group of ignorant alternate maids, listened attentively, taking out jade slips from time to time to record something.

Time flies like water, and before you know it, another five years have passed.

Under the big blue-gold tree, Jiang Ding opened his eyes. His magic power was running to perfection. He swept his consciousness and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the health of his grandparents who were several kilometers away. He walked out and started making breakfast for his family.

Taiqing Feijian was busy, bringing milk, bread, eggs, etc. to the three of them.

"Brother, why don't you want to see Xiao Lin and Xiao Ling once?"

At the dinner table, Jiang Yuan complained.

The original twin baby is now five years old and can jump and walk. He is quite naughty and often makes his grandparents laugh, which makes them happy a lot.

The only thing that made her very regretful was that the brother and sister still had not seen their uncle.

Every time, I missed it by coincidence.

"Something happened."

Jiang Ding shook his head, not wanting to talk about this topic.

"But, they are your nephew and niece."

Jiang Yuan refused to give up and prayed: "Brother, at least we should meet once. No matter what, it's good to meet once."

Jiang Ding shook his head silently.

"Let's meet, please..."

Jiang Yuan refused, pulling on his sleeve and refusing to let go.

There was silence for a long time.

"younger sister."

Jiang Ding sighed slightly.

"How old are you now?"

"Sixty-one, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yuan didn't know why.

"Sixty-one, seventh level of Qi training, not even as good as mother's eighth level of Qi training." Jiang Ding said calmly: "How much time do you have, and how many opportunities do you have, to pass your foundation building level?"

"If you continue like this, you won't have much time left in your life."

"The Immortal Way is private and private. Even parents and children cannot interfere and should not interfere. If you are still thinking of something unexpected, it is best to put your mind back to cultivation as soon as possible."

"otherwise……"

Jiang Ding shut up and said nothing.

Without saying anything else, he left the room and walked to his grandparents' house.

"I……"

Jiang Yuan was stunned and a little at a loss.

This was the first time she had seen such a stern brother.

Even if she gave up her studies in the monastic department of Qianling University more than 40 years ago, she had never seen him.

Let’s talk tomorrow

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