A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"Obsessed..."

"I don't want to experience it again after a hundred years."

Jiang Ding whispered.

This was just a clue to the magic, not a real piece of magic that could easily arouse his inner demon.

Obsession.

The desire for immortality and the worry about the secret technique of conceiving a baby in the great sun were the fears he had always hidden in his heart, the panic in the dead of night.

Taking the path of Taiqing Flying Sword, while receiving huge rewards, it also made him incompatible with most immortal monks. Without the secret technique of the Great Sun to form a baby, he might not be able to step into the Nascent Soul in his whole life. The path Being confined.

"But, that's all."

Jiang Ding recalled all the demons in his heart and sneered: "I am just eager for quick success. I really have to do it at all costs. Overdrawing the trust and tolerance of the Immortal Sect in me can certainly speed up the research and development of the secret technique of forming a baby on the Great Sun, but what about the future?"

“How can I ask for others’ cooperation in the future?”

"Benevolence and righteousness, morality, etiquette, and credibility are not false. They are the ways to minimize internal friction summed up in the development of human society. People who put aside these are not personality, self, or seeking the Tao."

"But stupidity!"

"That's me, I'm easy to bully. If I were here, I wouldn't even make waves. I would be chopped into pieces during the brewing stage."

Put down the scroll.

Jiang Ding let out a breath.

This is poison, with terrible traps, and at the same time, it is also a supreme delicacy. It contains various insights into the five elements of gold, and may contain things related to the cause and effect of gold. It is the superficial part of the magic.

Looking around, most of the Jindan monks have already chosen the memorial tablets they want to comprehend. Many people have also chosen one together and are looking at this side eagerly.

They didn't even look at the nearby Jindan monk who vomited blood and retreated violently, completely ignoring him.

Jiang Ding's spiritual consciousness swept across several tablets of Luoxu Sect's sages surrounded by a large number of Jindan monks.

There are real kings who are famous in history, and there are also unknown ones. What they have in common is that they contain insights into the techniques, which are not powerful but not urgently needed. They may also contain some explanations of the path of the Nascent Soul.

"Selected according to merit ranking, only once."

Jiang Ding glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness and said calmly.

"only!"

Baimei Zhenren, Hei Louxi, Hei Loucheng and others were overjoyed, and lined up one by one to choose their own places for enlightenment according to their merits.

With a sad face due to his lack of merit, he reluctantly retreated and looked around again.

Han Lin was overjoyed. He ranked twenty-second in meritorious deeds, barely able to reach the rank of an inconspicuous Luoxu Sect spiritual leader. After reporting one or two, he lined up happily.

"Right, here you go."

Jiang Ding remembered something, rummaged through his storage bag, took out more than twenty burned blank jade slips, sent them over, and floated next to Han Lin.

"These are the twenty-four classic exercises of the Luoxu Sect. If you have time, read them. If you don't understand them, write them down and enrich them as a foundation. If you need any secrets on the exercises, tell me and wait until I finish sorting them out. Give you one copy."

"Well, it's a bit regretful that I didn't get the Nascent Soul level inheritance, but the Luoxu Sect's golden elixir inheritance far exceeds that of the outside world, which can be considered helpful."

Before entering Luoxu Sect, Jiang Ding promised the other party that he would share his inheritance.

"Thank you, Master Tushan!"

Han Lin was overjoyed and bowed deeply.

For a casual cultivator like him, the most precious thing is inheritance. He got so much at once, and he felt dizzy instantly, as if he had been hit by a golden mountain.

As for the lack of Nascent Soul inheritance, he also heard that it was indeed the case, and the other party did not lie.

The gazes of the casual cultivators around him suddenly became hot, their eyes flickering, and they deeply remembered the appearance of this early-stage Jindan cultivator in their hearts.

"No need to thank you, just fulfilling the contract."

Jiang Ding shook his head, unfolded the scroll in his hand, and continued to comprehend the five elements of gold depicted in it.

He was also aware of the greed of the monks around him, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Han Lin and he have a cooperative relationship, not a superior-subordinate relationship. He needs to bear any risks himself.

Monks should have boundaries between interpersonal relationships and not control everything.

"grown ups……"

An early-stage Jindan monk hesitated for a long time, then stepped forward bravely.

Jiang Ding smiled and looked over, as if he had some guess.

"Lord Tushan,"

The golden elixir monk felt cold in his heart, but he still said: "According to your Tushan Ertiao and the laws of the Sutra Pavilion, is this scroll within the agreed range?"

"Of course, it's natural that I'm not here. I'm just curious and asking."

he added quickly.

"exist."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly: "My promise is valid until it is subjected to irresistible external force. A mere painting will naturally not affect anything."

"Your Excellency is righteous!"

The early Golden Elixir monk breathed a sigh of relief, bowed gratefully and stepped back, but did not say anything about borrowing it.

Several people around were surprised.

"There are some suggestions you can consider."

Jiang Ding thought about it for a while and said: "This painting is very dangerous. It is very dangerous to me. If you need to understand it, there may be unknown consequences. You are responsible for it."

"We'll know."

Lieyang Jianzi, Six Paths Saint Son and others bowed solemnly, obviously not ignorant of the inside story.

"That's good."

Jiang Ding didn't care about the other party's little movements. He tossed it casually and the scroll flew out and landed in front of several people.

"Thank you, sir!"

Lieyang Swordsman's hands were trembling a little. He took the scroll and understood it. The expression on his face changed drastically, sometimes angry, sometimes twisted, and sometimes confused.

"puff!"

After a few breaths, Lieyang Jianzi vomited blood and retreated violently. His face was like gold paper, his aura dropped off a cliff, and his face was full of fear. He hurriedly took out a life-saving pill and drank it.

"Next."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Clues to magic are not so easy to bear.

The Holy Son of Six Paths was afraid in his heart, but he did not hesitate. He took the scroll and after a few breaths, he fell into the same fate as Lie Yang Jianzi.

He had no life-saving elixir, and his cultivation level at the peak of the golden elixir dropped instantly. He was as angry as a gossamer and looked like he was about to die.

"What is this?"

The golden elixir monks around him were shocked. They were excited at first, but now they lost their minds in an instant.

This is the case for these two geniuses. They came forward to seek death, and there will be no next result.

"Next."

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and practiced quietly. He didn't care about the hesitation of the Six Paths Holy Son who was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He was just thinking about his own things.

These people are dead when they die.

It is of no use to him now. If he had not kept his promise, he would kill him now and cleanse the golden elixirs of the Righteous Demon Alliance and the Hei Sect.

Spending time studying the scrolls every day, sorting out the Luoxu Sect's collection of books, or giving advice to Han Lin who asked questions with a shy face, the time passed easily and comfortably.

Unknowingly, a few months have passed and Luoxu Sect is about to close the mountain gate.

"I gotta go."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and looked at Han Lin: "There may be Yuanying monks from the outside ambushing me, and their attention may be on me. You should pay attention to yourself and try to survive."

"Uncle Tushan, take care of yourself all the way."

Han Lin took a deep breath and said solemnly.