A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The thick trunk of the sacred tree Covering the Sky opens and then slowly closes.

Jiang Ding watched carefully and checked bit by bit to make sure there was nothing wrong. The last two relatives in the world were sleeping here, and their lifespan was passing at an extremely short speed.

Immortal cultivators below the Golden Core level are much weaker, and their life span in the Secret Realm of Sleep is slower than that of Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Mom, sister, I hope we can see you again in nine thousand years..."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

Suddenly, a feeling of loneliness that he had never felt before enveloped him.

From now on, there are no relatives to talk to between heaven and earth, and I am alone.

This is where the metamorphosis of many high-ranking monks begins.

"However, I still have colleagues, as well as many classmates and teachers from the Immortal Sect... Compared to the many high-level immortal cultivators in the Immortal Sect who stand in the dark forest and are always tense, I am lucky and do not have to face such loneliness. As a result, he gradually became cold and perverted in his heart, turning into all kinds of weird old monsters."

"I'm always sixteen, a shy teenager."

"Now, I'm going to school."

Jiang Ding said to himself that it was the first time he was so looking forward to going to school, and he no longer waited, flying straight into the sky, flying over a long distance, and visiting the Qingfeng University campus.

Another year of college entrance examination is over.

The students coming and going were full of energy, and the freshmen and their parents happily walked into the school of their dreams.

A 16-year-old boy in green clothes was the perfect person to be among them, as he naturally possessed super-level concealment.

Of course, he is completely different from the freshmen. He does not have that ignorant and curious temperament.

He looks like an old bird.

From time to time, new students and parents came over to ask for directions. Jiang Ding received them warmly. Sometimes he couldn't explain clearly and even took them to the new student registration point.

"Senior sister, go this way..."

Looking for an opportunity, Jiang Ding took the initiative to help the cute school girl to salute under the dangerous gaze of a parent, chatting and laughing, making the school girl purse her lips and smile.

The mother and parent looked at the young man standing with their daughter in front of them with loving eyes, constantly evaluating something, and smiling faintly.

"School sister, I am a second-year student, a little older than you. Freshmen first need to receive various teaching materials..."

Jiang was holding an overweight suitcase and introducing Qingfeng University to his schoolmates.

"Freshmen are not divided into classes in the first semester. Every major in the aerospace class must be taken, and they all have combat obligations..."

"senior!"

"Senior! Long time no see!"

At this time, shouts came from the distance.

Everyone looked in the direction and saw a panda over one meter tall running happily and jumping towards this side.

senior?

There are no seniors here.

Jiang Ding's face darkened, he pretended not to see or hear the other party, and even cast a concealment spell to try to hide it.

"Senior, where are you?"

Helpless, this panda is one of a kind. The person in front of him disappeared, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all. He still walked around in circles, and finally successfully broke through the non-offensive magic barrier and came to Jiang Ding.

"Senior, long time no see!"

Panda Hua Xiaohua looked at Jiang Ding excitedly and bowed deeply: "I haven't seen you for thirty years, and you still haven't changed much. I would also like to thank you for your teaching thirty years ago. I am now a panda at the foundation level. oh.

The teacher said that my lava thorn sword is about to give birth to sword spirit, and maybe I will become the second professional swordsman of the Immortal Sect..."

Thirty years, no change?

Unknowingly,

It was like a bolt from the blue that struck the cute school girl and her parents in a daze.

Slowly, the kind eyes of the mother and father changed. They looked at the young man in green in front of them, as if they were looking at a dangerous pervert.

The school girl's expression was also dull.

Thirty years,

This is about the same age as her parents, and judging from the tone of this panda, it seems that it is just a short process in the life of the young man in front of her.

"Um,"

"Hua Xiaohua is doing a great job, keep up the good work."

Jiang Ding took a deep breath, showed a stiff smile, and touched the head of the panda in front of him.

"Well, the school girl in front of me is lost. Can you bring her and these two fellow Taoists to the freshmen dormitory area?"

"Um!"

"Senior, I will definitely bring the school girl and these two people."

Hua Xiaohua nodded vigorously.

Jiang Ding fled quickly in a somewhat embarrassed manner, flew into the sky, and ran out in a hurry.

Forget it if it’s seniors like the Soul-Slaying Lord.

The dangerous looks from two guys in their thirties were really unbearable.

It feels like bullying a child, full of guilt.

Boom!

At this time, there was a sudden loud thunderclap in the sky.

Rolling dark clouds appeared and pushed toward distant places, covering tens of thousands of kilometers.

Gradually, thunder light gathered, dark clouds gathered, and a terrible destructive pressure appeared between the heaven and the earth, making the Jindan monks tremble with fear, and the Nascent Soul Lord was terrified.

"Heavenly calamity..."

Jiang Ding stopped running away and was startled.

The Taiqing Flying Sword vibrated in the center of the eyebrows, sending out wave after wave of early warnings, as if facing a natural disaster, we should stay away as soon as possible and return to a safe place.

The other people around were even more unbearable. Everyone who was building the foundation and practicing Qi was stiff, their brains were blank, and the entire campus turned from laughter to silence.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Without any delay, Qingfeng University's formation began to operate, covering up this terrible pressure. The campus returned to normal, and the Xianmen Super Formation also began to operate.

People across the metropolitan area are starting to return to normal, and many chaotic traffic situations are being dealt with.

"This is a catastrophe!"

"Whose disaster?"

"Hahaha……"

At this time, Jiang Ding suddenly laughed, ecstatic, and the blue light flashed, tearing apart the space and flying out of Qingfeng University's formation, disappearing in an instant.

Tear apart space!

Below, the school girl's parents were dumbfounded. Although they were only qi-training monks, they still had a good vision.

"Ancestor Yuanying..."

The schoolgirl's father murmured, feeling a lot of regret in his heart.

This is True Lord Nascent Soul!

It would be so glorious to be the father-in-law of True Monarch Nascent Soul, and my daughter might be able to soar into the sky.

Not to mention that this true king is good-looking and young, so being with his children is not a grievance at all.

As for old age,

This doesn't exist.

The True Lord of Nascent Soul has a life span of 1,200 years, which is enough for a mortal to be reincarnated ten times. No one can say that the True Lord of Nascent Soul is old.

If you laugh at others for being old, you will become an old man who is about to enter the grave after a few times of retreat.

Come to think of it, who is old?

"Don't think too much."

The junior school girl's mother recovered from her composure, regained her kind gaze, and said regretfully: "This True Lord is just playing in the human world and has nothing to do with us."

"To say,"

"Qingfeng University is worthy of being the top university in the Immortal Sect, and the Nascent Soul Lord can also be seen casually."

She was as excited as a little girl: "This is the first time in my life that I have seen the True Monarch Nascent Soul. It's such a pity that we didn't take a photo just now, otherwise I would have made Lao Zhou and the others so envious!"

"It's all your fault, you didn't remind me just now."

She complained about her husband endlessly.

"How could I know this?"

The junior school girl's father showed a pity expression and hesitated for a moment: "What, we're making a photo? It doesn't need to be used for commercial purposes, it's just to post it in the circle of friends. This true gentleman shouldn't mind, right?"

"It seems okay..."