A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"Crown the Xuanwu Daozi, achieve the level of refining the void..."

Jiang Ding felt a huge desire in his heart for the black and white chessboard in front of him and the seeds of the Xuanwu Divine Court contained in it.

Nothing else,

It is the pure pursuit of the great road and immortality.

Extend life by 30,000 years!

Some may even transcend the practice of refining the void and live longer!

I can sit back and watch the rise and fall of generations of dynasties, overlooking the birth and death of countless generations of immortal cultivators, but I am always young and forever young.

You can sit in dozens of small worlds, with the fate of hundreds of millions of creatures in your hands. The most beautiful women can ask for them, and they will rotate every year, and there will always be new faces.

Pure, beautiful, cute, delicate, slutty... beauties whose appearance and conduct are the best in the entire small world can be easily obtained.

Who doesn't like this?

Who doesn't want that?

Friends and family can also be properly accommodated. It seems that there is no downside and all benefits.

"The inheritance of refining the void..."

Jiang Ding had to start thinking, unable to escape the essential desire in his heart.

'This old thing's promise...'

He scanned his sea of ​​consciousness again and found nothing, no clues.

‘About 60% of what he said is credible. ’

The Daozi-level soul was efficient and transparent, and quickly gave his own calculations and judgments.

Some are good, some not so good.

The good thing is that the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace needs powerful Taoists, and the seeds of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace need excellent people to inhabit them.

With the help of the seeds of Xuanwu Divine Court, it is possible for monks to reach Lianxu or above Lianxu in the future.

This is the national policy of Xuanwu Tiangong.

How many years have passed.

There are even records that in certain years, many other monks from the Immortal Sect who defected eventually became Xuanwu Daozi, and two of them later became Lianxu and inherited the legal system of Tiangong.

From a historical perspective, Xuanwu Heavenly Palace has been able to accommodate hundreds of rivers, so it is 60% possible.

However, in the real world, you can’t just think about the benefits, but also think about the other side.

First, Lianxu Great Master has an eccentric temper and is moody. After ensuring the inheritance of the sect, he may not necessarily choose the optimal solution. It is very likely that one day he will lose his temper and slap Jiang Ding to death, leaving another Taoist to prepare. Choose someone to devour the seeds of the Xuanwu Divine Court.

In this way, although Xuanwu Heavenly Palace has lost the possibility of refining the void, it will not fall and its basic survival can be guaranteed.

The older one is in his old age, the greater the probability of such moodiness occurring.

Unless he was raised by someone with deep feelings, this possibility of moodiness would be weakened.

But for Jiang Ding, such innate conditions do not exist.

His own emotional intelligence is still very poor, and it is basically impossible to cultivate it.

The power of the Immortal Sect has nothing to do with kindness.

It is normal for the gods to be as powerful as prison and as powerful as the sea.

Don't take your attitude at this time as permanent, and don't take the experience of communicating with high-level monks of the Immortal Sect and transfer it to the Immortal Sect at will.

That place was a place where anyone who was disrespectful to a higher-level monk could lose his life.

Secondly, this vicissitudes of life value the potential he has shown so far, so he has made great efforts to win over him. He even promised the inheritance above Lianxu, and he also said that it was the explosion of swordsmanship and fortune that lasted hundreds of thousands of years in the Great Sun Sword Pavilion. The son of the Luck Sword.

Is it really like this?

Jiang Ding carefully examined his heart.

‘Am I a unique talent who was born with a vision from the sky, a sudden change in the wind and clouds thousands of miles away, and was born with great luck? ’

‘Like how the ancient saints were born? ’

He recalled his past.

Especially the life when I was young, which was a little hard but full of warm memories, including my naughty, stingy and money-grubbing sister, my mother who worked overtime until eight o'clock every day, and myself who cooked every day and developed good cooking skills.

'No,'

‘I am not a genius. ’

‘I am ordinary. ’

Jiang Dingruo realized something.

‘My current achievements rely on the Immortal Sect. ’

'In the beginning, the Central Formation Spirit Computer helped to practice the "Eagle Flying Sword Technique", which was a welfare for citizens. Secondly, the refining of the Taiqing Flying Sword relied on the Central Formation Spirit Computer's solid and unshakable rules and ethics. ’

The situation back then, put it in the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, or even any sect, was 100% the result of everything being taken away, and there was no other possibility.

Compared with that kind of heavy profit, at least the value of several small circles, in comparison, breaking a contract with a mortal is simply not worth thinking about. The resurrection of a saint would even make one's heart beat.

It should be noted that no matter what myths and legends there are, saints always have some trivial flaws, or one day they abandon the past, achieve great enlightenment, and become saints instantly.

No one cares about the many "minor flaws" and "butcher's knives" before sanctification.

'Again, now. ’

'My swordsmanship, my research on martial arts, and my accumulation of immortal knowledge all rely on the platform of Xianmen. If there are any problems, Xianmen Academy of Sciences can help solve them, and seniors can help. I also help others solve problems, and we can communicate with each other. exist. ’

‘It can be said that my current achievements contain considerable collective wisdom and collective achievements. ’

'If you really regard these achievements that contain collective wisdom as your own, and think that you are really a genius born from the concentrated explosion of luck over hundreds of thousands of years, then you would be totally wrong. ’

‘Xu Shihuashen, am I going to do the stupidity I did back then again? ’

Jiang Ding thought of some history and looked at the vicissitudes of sound that existed somewhere.

‘Did the Xu family face the same situation as me when they transformed into gods? ’

"A kind, generous and funny elder who has no pretensions, sincerely appreciates you, and has determined that you are a peerless genius whose fortune has been concentrated for hundreds of thousands of years. He will entrust the entire Tiangong foundation to you." ‘

’ Everything was given. ’

‘Everything is promised, there will never be any rejection, and I will be accepted. ’

‘The final result can be seen. ’

'Say more,'

There was a clanging sound of swords in Jiang Ding's heart, buzzing and humming. The sword of destruction was intended to express its existence, destruction, forbidden law, destruction, and...

pride!

‘You really accept me, so what? ’

‘What you gave me is worthless, like grass and grass, thrown away carelessly, and has no right to enter my eyes. ’

‘I will split it with my sword and beat you to death. Only the inheritance from the realm of refining the void that I took from your hands has great value. A piece of grass can be turned into a pearl. It can transcend the original and is comparable to the inheritance of a true immortal! ’

Voices appeared in Jiang Ding's mind.

My path is set.

a lot of things,

Compromise is possible.

War is so cruel, using every possible means, there are not so many rules, not so many principles to abide by, it is too extravagant, and many times you have to compromise and make sacrifices.

However,

something,

No compromise!

Because this involves the fundamentals of your own existence!

Once compromised, the heart of the sword will split in an instant, and the Dao foundation will collapse. I have denied myself. I am no longer me. Even if I don't die, it will be difficult to improve my cultivation.

At this moment,

Jiang Ding's soul was clear, and the surging desire and hot greed in his heart were swept away.

"But that's it..."

"That's all!"

Jiang Ding laughed without any hesitation.

Keng!

He draws his sword,

The sword of destruction rolled like a sea of ​​stars, slashing towards the sky with rumbling thunder.

The sword light suddenly became much brighter and more condensed, approaching the third level of swordsmanship to make swords into silk.

"Senior, look at my sword!"