A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The whole city was silent.

There was no chaos, burning, killing, looting, etc. that usually occurs after the city is broken. Everything was peaceful. The monks stayed in place quietly, not daring to move.

Jiang Ding walked and walked until he came to the third-level high-grade spiritual vein in Tushan Immortal City.

The Tushan Demon Palace in the past has long disappeared.

Its cost was too low, it was only built with ordinary rocks, and its shape was not majestic or gorgeous. It was bulldozed by Hei and a garden filled with birds and flowers was built on its place.

There is a misty white mist inside, and various rare elixirs and trees are planted everywhere. Cranes, spiritual birds, and elk appear from time to time. Occasionally, spiritual flowers bloom, and the fragrance is fragrant.

Mountains and rivers, one scene at a time, one day at a time.

Walking in it, people feel relaxed and happy, and they feel inexplicably comfortable, but they don't know where it comes from. They just feel that the surrounding rocks, ponds, and trees are all in line with the nature of the world, and they have risen to the stage of art.

Influenced by thousands of years of wealth, every claw and claw that is exposed is amazing.

Compared with this garden, the original Tushan Demon Palace in Jiangding simply does not deserve the grand word "palace" and should be renamed the Broken Thatched Cottage.

In this way, maybe more hermits will come out of the world, so that others will not laugh at them.

Jiang Ding admired it carefully and withdrew from this common artistic aesthetic.

"It's a bit disgusting."

He sighed.

Not just looking at it with the naked eye, but also scanning it carefully with spiritual consciousness.

Under the roots of the fragrant spirit flower, a carefully refined human head is buried inside. It is the head of a woman. She has just turned sixteen, which is the age of youth and beauty. Perhaps her appearance is as beautiful as a flower.

Under the spiritual tree, a large number of delicate corpses of three- and four-year-old children were piled together. They were compost. The fruits they produced were large and sweet. If swallowed by Yin-type practitioners, they could improve their cultivation.

The whole garden is full of cranes and elk running lightly. It is the foundation-building immortal cultivator who has practiced the peeling method. His soul is sealed and chaotic. He really thinks of himself as a crane and elk. He chews spiritual grass from time to time, drinks spiritual springs, and fattens himself. body, spirit and soul.

Gardens are not just landscapes.

It can be used, it can be eaten, it can be refined into medicine, it can be refined into weapons, it can be made into talismans... The Hei family has been passed down for thousands of years, and all the inheritances are complete, and everything has a use.

"A force like the Hei clan shouldn't live in the world."

Keng!

Jiang Ding drew his sword.

All around, the elixir garden formation that trapped a large number of ghosts and ghosts in their roots, absorbing the Yin Qi and resentment to grow, broke apart, and the Yin Qi as black as ink spread out, and all kinds of ferocious ghosts broke out.

"Give me back my life..."

"Blood, I want blood, I want something alive..."

In an instant, the garden of a fairy resort turned into a spooky and ghostly place. All kinds of crazy ghosts were overwhelming, carrying terrible resentment, wanting to devour all living beings and take revenge.

"rest in peace."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

The sonorous sword cry sounded again, carrying the rhythm of the Requiem Curse. Among these evil ghosts, whether they were guilty ones, innocent ghosts, or those bent on revenge, their souls became transparent to the sword cry of the Requiem Curse, and gradually Disappear.

As for where he went, Jiang Ding didn't know.

Whether it disappeared completely or whether it was reincarnated is unknown.

"Thank you, ancestor, for saving my life!"

After the wronged souls came the cranes and elk. They had been released from the restrictions on their souls and transformed from spirit beasts into human forms. They were found to be foundation-building monks, men, women and children. Their expressions were dazed and uncertain. It took them a long time to react. , kowtowed to the young man in green in front of him.

"It doesn't matter, you can leave when you are free."

Jiang Ding waved his hand: "Remember, you cannot violate the laws of my fairy city. If there is any fellow Taoist who doesn't understand it well, find a copy and write it down. You can do anything else."

"I will obey my ancestor's orders!"

Many foundation-building monks did not dare to entangle, bowed their heads again, and bowed to leave.

Jiang Ding reached out and made a move, and the cultivation formation was broken. All the spiritual flowers and grasses that had lost their self-sustainability flew towards him and were collected into the storage jade pendant.

Most of them are Yin spiritual plants, second and third level things.

These are grown with human bones, blood and soul as the soil. Jiang Ding does not deny this, but he still knows how to use them and will not waste them.

No matter what, the demon cultivators deserve to die, but the wealth they left behind cannot be burned.

This kind of moral obsessiveness is unacceptable.

Demonic cultivators are cunning, cruel, and powerful. If righteous men, such as himself, cut themselves off in terms of resource utilization and fall behind in terms of strength, this will hinder the cause of justice in the future.

If you really want to do this, you will be foolish and misinterpret the right path.

Justice and strength are one and the same, so how could they be so inconvenient?

Without these flowers and plants, the surrounding gardens are no longer complete, with potholes like dog gnaws, and the artistic beauty of the natural harmony between heaven and earth is gone.

"That's good."

Jiang Ding nodded with satisfaction, this was his aesthetic taste.

Slowly wandering around the Tushan Fairy City, I searched through the treasure house and cave with my spiritual consciousness, and obtained a wealth of six to seven billion low-grade spiritual stones. Most of them were first-, second- and third-level heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and I supplemented them a little. Check your wallet.

After wandering around and getting a general understanding of Tushan Fairy City, Jiang Ding returned to the center of the third-order high-grade spiritual veins.

Jiang Ding's eyes paused on the central hall for a moment.

This is a throne that is tens of feet high. The entire body is carved from third-order black crystal iron. On the back is a soaring golden-crowned crow with vivid and deep eyes. The carving is at its peak, as if it were a golden crown at the next moment. The crow will survive and choose people to devour.

"This is good, I like it very much."

Jiang Ding walked up, sat on the Black Crow Throne, stroked the hilt of the sword, and said calmly: "Don't change this position, other places must be modified, with efficiency and streamlining as the biggest purpose, and must not be sacrificed for beauty and pragmatism. Practicality.”

"Yes, sir."

A clear and ethereal response came from beside him.

There was a blur, and the figures of two women appeared.

One is about 1.5 meters tall, petite in stature, wearing a white white dress, and is at the peak of foundation building. It is Gong Caiyu.

The other one is a woman with an ordinary face, an ordinary body, and an ordinary aura, which is easy for people to ignore. She is the first maid of winter with a mist spirit body, who is at the peak of foundation building, and is named Dongxue.

The two of them, as well as some members of the Tushan Maid Corps, have been lurking in the land of the Three Kingdoms and have never left.

When Jiang Ding returned again, they appeared again.

"Your concealment skills are quite good."

Jiang Ding nodded and encouraged: "If the golden elixir cultivator does not carefully scan the place with his spiritual consciousness, he will definitely not be able to find it. He has a certain ability to protect himself. Although it has been difficult these years, he has not fallen behind in cultivation. This is very good. good."

"It all depends on the young master's cultivation back then."

Gong Caiyu and Dongxue showed proud expressions.

To be praised by this person is an honor that can be recognized even if you look at the entire Beiyuan.

"How many maids are there in the Land of the Three Kingdoms?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"There are eighty-seven official maids, most of whom are at the late stage of foundation establishment or above, and there are fifty-four alternate maids.

The candidate maids were not awarded Tianguang Yaoyang Taoist Flying Sword. Most of them were foundation-building monks. They were peripheral members of our development. They knew little about us and had poor combat effectiveness. "

Gong Caiyu answered crisply.

Compared with their counterparts in Beiyuan, they strictly followed the order of lurking and waiting and did not develop.

"Eighty-seven can form two Jindan battle groups...it's not bad."

Jiang Ding threw a sword talisman to each of them and said softly: "Go, sweep away the Chu and Yue countries, eliminate the remaining forces of the Hei clan there, eliminate all those who block Tushan's will, and then re-establish our rule. Just like the Tushan Fairy City many years ago.”

"yes!"

Gong Caiyu and the other two answered loudly.