A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"'Bingli Fairy' Long Xiuyun is from the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce. She is the daughter of the leader of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce. She has cultivated her inner energy to perfection at a young age. It is said that her appearance is unparalleled, clear and beautiful, and she is one of the two fairies of the right path."

"'Qinghe' Fairy Chen Xi, this is the eldest princess of the current emperor, the apple of His Majesty's eye, and the title of Princess Qinghe. How can these two compete in martial arts?"

Someone is surprised.

"I heard that these two fairies established two organizations, Bingli Pavilion and Qinghe Tower, to bring together famous and talented Jianghu heroines in the world. They usually don't have any disputes. They mostly talk about martial arts and secret affairs in the boudoir. Something like that, I don’t know how it happened this time.”

"Bingli Pavilion and Qinghe Tower?"

Many young heroes' eyes lit up.

Even if the two fairies are far away in the clouds, wouldn't it be a great blessing in life to find a couple who are in love with each other and stay together in the world?

For a while, some people couldn't sit still and made an appointment to go to Chizhong Mansion to have a look.

Jiang Ding saw Gong Caiyu's expression change.

"What's wrong?"

"Sir, I want to go to Chizhong Mansion." Gong Caiyu said softly: "I have traveled around the world with my parents, visited elders, and met the eldest princess Qinghe several times, and we talked very happily with each other."

"So, I want to see if I can use her power to save my mother."

Jiang Ding spread out the map.

On the way to Yuejing, Chizhongfu is indeed an important node and will not be detoured.

"It's still on the way."

"Thank you, sir."

Gong Caiyu's eyes lit up.

Jiang Ding stood up and left. After Gong Caiyu replenished some food, the two of them left the town without much delay.

…

Getting further and further away from Dongzhou.

On the official road,

There were many hungry people with withered faces moving slowly, and from time to time someone fell down. No one looked at them more, only their family members cried and howled a few times, and then followed the fleeing troops.

The carriages of various caravans and the people on the road were walking, and the famine-stricken people were walking on both sides, clearly distinguishable from each other.

Two men and women wearing bamboo hats watched this scene.

"What's this?"

There was horror in Jiang Ding's eyes. The images of human beings falling to the ground and dying due to hunger were constantly replayed in his brain, which greatly impacted his outlook on life.

Originally, he thought Dongling Mansion was already a hell on earth.

The people in the prince's mansion wantonly plundered boys and girls and people from the rivers and lakes to refine blood elixirs. The powerful people in the rivers and lakes and the government oppressed the people at will. A large number of people at the bottom were on the verge of hunger and poverty. Many landless farmers and urban poor had to become bandits. .

What is this if not hell on earth?

He heard the news that the Marquis of Zhendong was revolting, and he laughed it off, thinking that it would never succeed. How could such a person win the hearts of the people and dominate the world?

It must be successful for a while, and then quickly wiped out by all parties.

However, now he is confused.

"Old man, where are you going?"

Jiang Ding stopped an old man's family who was fleeing famine, took the food and water from Gong Caiyu and handed them to them, and asked softly.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!"

The old man in shabby clothes looked at the food excitedly. He first handed a portion to his son, daughter-in-law and grandson, and then devoured the cooked cakes in his hands.

The hungry people around were agitated, and many strong men looked eager. They calmed down after seeing the long swords in the hands of the two men in bamboo hats, and continued to move forward.

"Master, thank you for your great kindness!"

The old man took a sip of water, and then there were tears in his eyes: "The little old man's family was originally from Lingshui County, Bianchi Prefecture. There are more than ten acres of thin farmland at home. There is a severe drought this year, but the government is forcing a lot of pressure. We really can't survive. That’s why I took my family to Dongling Mansion to seek a way out.”

"Donngling Mansion?" Jiang Ding asked.

"Yes, sir."

The old man's eyes were full of hope: "A few years ago, a relative of my family couldn't survive, so he went to Dongling Mansion to escape, and finally settled down, and even came back to worship his ancestors."

Jiang Ding's three views were once again impacted.

After a long silence, he quietly put a piece of silver in the old man's pocket, said goodbye to the old man and his family, and the two continued on their way.

The old man has lived for most of his life and should know the principle of keeping his wealth private and does not need to be reminded.

Jiang Ding did not persuade the old man and his family not to go to Dongling Mansion where the war was taking place.

As long as you are lucky and don't happen to encounter the ill will of the people in the Hou Mansion, the old man's family still has hope to survive. Now the Hou Mansion is recruiting soldiers and cultivating food, and there are relatively many job opportunities.

There are millions of people in Nuo Dadong Ling Mansion, but the chance of encountering someone from the Hou Mansion is actually very low.

Bad luck,

Then I have no choice but to die in a foreign land, but it is better than staying where I am.

"this world……"

Jiang Ding sighed softly and asked, "Is this kind of drought and famine common?"

"There must be a place from time to time." Gong Caiyu thought for a while: "I heard from Uncle Zi Teng that there seems to be more over the years, but this is a matter of the government and has nothing to do with us in the world."

No matter how famine comes, there will be no shortage of food for the people in charge of the armed forces.

"Um."

Jiang Ding nodded and said softly: "Next, I will go out alone to do things for a while. You continue on your way. I will find you again before entering Chizhong Mansion."

"Sir, do you want to leave?"

Gong Caiyu said in panic.

She felt keenly that the young man in green clothes and bamboo hat in front of her was suddenly very depressed, but she didn't know why.

"For a while, you should pay more attention to honing your skills in surviving alone."

Jiang Ding answered softly, and without waiting for her to respond, he tiptoed a little, and his figure plunged into the forest, and the few ups and downs disappeared.

This is an opportunity.

He would only help out, but he had to rely more on himself.

…

Sunday, around six o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Ding looked at the neon lights and traffic that started to light up outside the window, feeling inexplicably relaxed.

"I don't know how much the immortal sect's predecessors in history have sacrificed for the prosperity of this prosperous age and the lights of thousands of families..."

There are several clear large-scale civil wars in history books.

Most of them were road disputes caused by high-level monks. In the end, various heresies on the left and right were suppressed and returned to the current reality.

Most of the monks are definitely good, but there must be some high-level monks who yearn for the high-level monks outside the world to be exclusive. The laws of the immortal sect are only obeyed because of high pressure.

This is also the reason why he never dares to expose the world. Whenever a Jindan monk is stimulated by greed and loses his mind, the whole family will be in an extremely dangerous situation.

He glanced at his phone and saw that the last batch of blue-green butterflies were on the way. According to the contact person at the Beidou University Affiliated Biological Research Center, it would take about a month to make the 'Blue Gold 2431 Potion'.

After leaving the room, his clothes automatically transformed into a shirt and jeans style.

After dinner, the family watched TV together.

"...There are still 185 days before the college entrance examination. Teachers from all over the country and highly respected seniors in the academic field are invited to go to the Ministry of Education in Xiandu to formulate college entrance examination papers for the college entrance examination students in June 11127, and then they will be conducted for a period of time under the protection of the Central Formation Spirit Computer. Half a year of seclusion and practice..."

"...This Xianmen College Entrance Examination is supervised by the Minister of Education, Yuanying Monk, and True Lord Dinghai Zhang Zhen..."

"...Zhenjun Dinghai once served in the 32nd Tiangang Orbital Division for four hundred years. His flagship space carrier 'Dinghai Zhenyuan' repelled the invasion of outsider cultivators many times. During his service, he killed twelve outsider Nascent Soul cultivators. , participated in repelling three attacks by the monks who transformed into gods, and won the medal of 'First Class Air and Sky Hero'. He has great military exploits and is selfless..."

"Ah! It's almost the end of the semester!"

Jiang Yuan's face was startled, and he counted on his fingers how many days were left before the final exam.

"Keep working hard!"

Lin Wanqiu encouraged Jiang Ding.

"OK, all right."

Jiang Ding smiled.

I was thinking about what it would be like to form a large formation in the starry sky with the Nascent Soul cultivator as the core and the frigate group of Jindan cultivators and a large number of aerial fighter planes driven by the Foundation-building cultivators on the aerospace mothership.