A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding fell in front of the library with some dejection and walked deeper into the library.

"It's Senior Jiang Ding!"

"It looks so small, just like the one in the book..."

There was a lot of discussion around, both in the lowered voices of mortals and in the spiritual consciousness of cultivators. There was a lot of excitement in their words, as if they were meeting someone in the news for the first time.

Since the college entrance examination in 11127, more than a hundred and nearly two hundred years later, it once again appeared in the public eye and was known to a new generation of citizens.

"Be careful!"

"This old man may be a pervert. The characters in TV series and movies...Tong Lao...all said..."

"Shh..."

Among them, one voice was not so pleasant.

Jiang Ding looked up and saw a little girl in her thirties gossiping.

He deliberately wanted to refute something, then curled his lips and walked past her with a calm look.

My heart is roaring loudly,

I wanted to come and shout into her ears.

"What does it mean to be an old-timer? Can you speak?"

"Dude I'm only sixteen!"

"Looking at it, who is not many times older than me? Zhang Junsheng, True Lord Dinghai, Wanji Tianjun, etc., who is not a fraction of a percent older than me?"

"Brother, you're still very young!"

"Forget it, my lord is too lazy to argue with you...forget it..."

Breathe deeply, breathe deeply, and breathe deeply again.

Jiang Ding's face remained as usual as he walked quickly towards the depths of the library.

"Senior Jiang, this question..."

"Senior Jiang, how about this condensed mana level for forming pills..."

At the same time, some people's eyes lit up, they stopped by, bowed and saluted, and then asked about the problems they encountered during their recent cultivation.

Mindless and not polite at all.

This person is on the front page of "The Cultivator"!

If teachers usually explain things that they don’t understand, if this person explains them, they might be able to understand them and integrate them. This will remove one of the hurdles on the road to cultivation, and the road will become much smoother.

"This is how the magic level is..."

Jiang Ding showed a stiff smile, and did not ask the name of the person who asked the question. Each of them separated a small thread to answer the Qi Practicing and Foundation Building monks in need.

Easy.

The combined power of dozens of Qi-training and foundation-building monks only accounts for about 5% of the soul's computing power, and it can be further compressed if necessary.

The issues of foundation building and Qi training level are too simple.

It can all be solved by instinct, and at most it needs to be considered based on the monk's own situation. There is very little to think about.

Without stopping, he walked towards the depths of the library.

Such a short distance will not affect the teaching, which is still continuing. Dozens of Qi-training and foundation-building monks face the air from time to time with expressions of distressed thinking or sudden enlightenment.

The people around them were not surprised and knew that they were communicating with high-level monks, so no one disturbed them.

After a while, we arrived at the entrance of the Golden Palace.

Compared to a few years ago, there is one more banner and a sign with words on it.

"Welcome Professor Zhang Junsheng of Qingfeng University to give a speech on "The Sixteenth Power of the Prototype of the Sword That Destroys Gold"..."

The editors of "Xiuzhen Bao" failed to find Jiang Ding in these years. They found Zhang Junsheng, who happily agreed to their request and gave a lecture in the Golden Palace to share academic research experience.

Jiang Ding stepped into it.

"There are so many new babies..."

Jiang Ding was speechless.

A large number of heads in Wuyangyang!

They are all Nascent Soul True Monarchs, and the god-transformation monks can see them from time to time. The space formation of the Golden Palace has automatically expanded many times, so that it can accommodate so many people.

As for the monks below Nascent Soul, their souls are too weak to enter the Golden Palace. Even if it is sealed tightly, the magic is too dangerous for them.

If something really goes wrong, a large number of them will die easily and it will be too late to save them.

It's like the embryonic form of magic has just been performed.

If it is really used, many people will die.

In addition, the knowledge shared here is like a heavenly book to the Golden elixir monks. The academic experience shared by the Yuanying monks through spiritual consciousness contains a huge amount of information that the Golden elixir monks cannot understand at all.

If you listen too much, your soul may be overloaded, causing hidden injuries, which is harmful rather than beneficial.

There are many people, but there is not a trace of noise, you can hear a pin drop.

"In the course of our research, we discovered..."

On the podium raised in the center, Zhang Junsheng's face glowed red, spittle flew everywhere, and he spoke in a loud voice about the process of the creation of the article, what difficulties he encountered, what he gained, what lessons he learned, etc.

The people below, including the God Transformation Heavenly Lord, listened carefully and did not look down upon him at all.

"Sixteenth Power of Immortal Art: The Prototype of the Metal-Destroying Sword" is an article of 16.7 minutes.

this means,

The Immortal Sect will reward the authors of this article with 16.7 points of deity transformation merits!

Sixteen points and seven points of deity transformation achievements!

No need to fight for life or death, just think at home, just like this, you can get sixteen points of deity transformation merits!

One can imagine how precious this article is.

In the more than 10,000-year history of the Immortal Sect, the total number of sixteen-point articles does not exceed a thousand, and each one has far-reaching influence.

If it can be effectively transformed into applied technology, it will affect the political situation in many realms and affect the life and death of hundreds of millions of immortal cultivators.

Jiang Ding didn't disturb anything, found a place and listened silently.

The rudimentary form of immortal magic was so incomplete that it could be spoken from another person's mouth and contained another person's thoughts. It also touched him, and many inspirations emerged in his heart.

At the same time, while listening to the lecture, the Heavenly Lords were also using their soul calculation power to share their thoughts with each other. They did not need full concentration to understand the speech like the Nascent Soul True Lord.

"Fuck!"

"It's really a prototype of immortality!"

Canghai Tianjun was shouting in the Tianjun Spiritual Consciousness Exchange Group. He was very lively and his personality was similar to Sun Destroyer Tianjun: "Compared with this, all our one-two-three-point articles can be thrown away!"

"The gap is too big!"

"It's fake, right? It's not the incomplete inheritance he found somewhere, is it?"

Canghai Tianjun really didn't believe it.

So many heavenly kings, decades of hard work, all combined are not as good as the thinking of a two-hundred-year-old life.

What kind of absurdity and urban legend is this?

"Fake?"

"You fart!"

He had the foresight to realize that someone was slandering his own student, and he immediately became dissatisfied: "Where have you ever seen the incomplete prototype that you picked up that perfectly fits your own path, Feijian?"

"How about you pick one up for us too?"

"This is the truth..."

Canghai Tianjun touched his head, his expression was still in a trance, as if he was in a dream.

What happened in front of me really did not conform to the common sense of cultivating immortals.

"Hahaha……"

"You little fat guy are short-sighted, aren't you?"

Seeing this, the old monster Shenji Tianjun from Xianmen Science Academy laughed heartily: "It was so difficult for us to surround and kill Yanling Tianjun back then. It took dozens of people plus a large number of Taoist soldiers and legions to kill him."

"If it were Da Sun Jianzi who was at the level of a god, I can't even imagine what a terrifying scene it would be."

"maybe……"

Lord Shenji Tianjun was still frightened: "If we meet, we will be beaten to pieces and flee in embarrassment. There is a high probability that we will not be able to escape and will be beaten to death one by one."

"If it snowballs, it might affect the situation of the siege against the Great Sun Sword Master!"

"In this way, history may be rewritten."

The surrounding Tianjuns were also a little scared.

The god-level Dairi Jianzi can be called a strategic unit in the realm!

If combined with the power of the Great Sun Sword Master, it would have the power to destroy the world, and the numerical advantage may not be enough to change the final result.

"What is the Great Sun Sword?"

"The infant state of the realm master!"

"And our Great Sun Swordsman may even be born from the concentrated explosion of hundreds of thousands of years of swordsmanship in the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, allowing him to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion for many generations, transcending to the level of refining the void, but in the end he was killed by the Immortal A special generation of swordsmen whose slender hair has been cut off."

Divine Lord Shenji said matter-of-factly: "It is extremely reasonable for his sudden burst of inspiration to change the situation in the realm. Otherwise, the immortal way is the power attributed to oneself, and single-digit people determine the political pattern of the realm."

"indeed so."

The surrounding Xianmen Heavenly Lords were deeply convinced.