A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

In the abyss of the sun shrouded in endless light.

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged under the tree.

During the breath, the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun surged in within a range of 1,200 kilometers, poured into the body, and dispersed into the meridians and dantian.

After layers of purification and transformation, it was transformed into tiny bits of mana, and was cast into a profound Dao foundation that ordinary Yuanying monks could not imagine. For this reason, they gave up the rapid progress in cultivation.

If a Taoist pursues the speed of cultivation with all his strength, it will be very terrifying.

Maybe in the blink of an eye, in a single retreat, he has gone from being at the same level as you to a senior, and he is also a powerful one among the seniors, and his foundation is not frivolous.

However, no Taozi would do this.

They have no shortage of resources, no lack of security, and their position is extremely stable. They face no challenges and need to seize the day.

Every Taoist disciple always focuses on Lianxu and above Lianxu.

Their Taoist foundations are all based on this standard, for fear of any deviation.

Anyone who dares to let their Dao foundation have any slight flaws, even if his cultivation level is greatly improved as a result, will definitely forge an undying hatred.

Even the descendants of Lianxu are no exception. At most, they hide their hatred deeply in their hearts.

However, no matter how deep the foundation is and how slow the cultivation speed is, there is a limit after all.

At this time, as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the great sun come in, they are transformed and absorbed by the meridians of the Yuan Ying Chapter's Ten Thousand Transformations Magnetic Element, and finally form a wisp of pure magic power, containing electromagnetism, scorching heat, destruction, and sharp power. breath.

This wisp can cut off a mountain peak.

Tick ​​tock!

This ray of mana dripped into the dantian and rippled around in the dantian, seeming to penetrate the space and spread to far away places.

A feeling of swelling filled Jiang Ding's dantian.

This is the bottleneck that makes many immortal cultivators change their expressions upon hearing this.

Every immortal cultivator will encounter them more or less in his life because of differences in talent, skills, resources, luck, etc.

"Finally, we have reached the limit of the early stage of Nascent Soul..."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, and the golden color flashed away.

"Then, let's break through."

Jiang Ding's thoughts moved.

Keng!

The sea of ​​dantian like a mirror lake stirred up waves and turned into a long blue-gold sword, condensing the immortal will of swordsmanship. The light on the tip of the sword was dazzling and so sharp that no one dared to look directly at it.

The long sword made of mana stabbed upward gently, touching the bottleneck of Dantian.

Click!

At the moment of contact, the transparent invisible bottleneck appeared with dense black cracks centered on the sword tip, like a spider web.

Just like that, he was extremely stubborn, blended with the monk's soul and magic power, and the bottleneck that he couldn't get rid of even if he was reborn collapsed into powder all over the sky and disappeared.

The magic power of the Ten Thousand Transformations Magnetic Element Sutra, which has filled one-third of his Dantian, is no longer hindered, rolling into a higher realm.

Jiang Ding's aura also rose steadily, suddenly soaring. It took a long time before it stabilized and was promoted to a new level.

In the middle stage of Nascent Soul,

Achievement!

"Sixteen years old!"

"Middle stage of Nascent Soul!"

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and said excitedly: "Let me ask, who else in the world is stronger than this Tianjun?"

"No! No more!"

"The son of a true immortal should be like me, no, when a true immortal is young, he should be like me!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

He opened his mouth without any image and laughed loudly, the sound was heard hundreds of miles away.

Yue Ling: "..."

Is this really Dainichi Jianzi?

Nothing went wrong?

Did the Flying Sword of the Sun really make no mistake?

Yue Ling once again checked the status of the Sun Flying Sword.

She suspected that she had been confused by some secret method before, which led to misunderstanding.

This is not impossible, Dongji Demon Sect can always come up with some weird spells.

"Now, it's time to get to work!"

Jiang Ding stopped laughing, and wisps of scarlet light appeared in his eyes: "Xi Ping'an, right?"

"Xu Yan, right?"

"Xu Jianian, right?"

"Back then, you took advantage of my youth, innocence, cuteness, and kindness to bully me. Now—"

"It's time for retribution!"

"This Heavenly Lord has a broad mind, and everyone in this realm knows it."

"This is not a personal grudge, but an act of justice for the sake of peace between realms!"

That's right.

This is Dainichi Jianzi.

Yue Ling stopped checking the Great Sun Flying Sword again and again, feeling an extremely familiar and familiar feeling in her heart.

"Who first?"

"In order to fight against the outside world, you must first settle down at home. It's up to you, Xu Yan."

"Xujie tourism starts!"

The scarlet light in Jiang Ding's eyes gradually subsided, and he returned to his cute and cute appearance. He took out his mobile phone and called the Sun Destroyer Tianjun.

"...beep...beep..."

Waited for a while.

"...beep beep...beep beep..."

"What's going on? Sun Destroyer Tianjun doesn't answer the phone?"

Jiang Ding looked confused and hit again.

I called several times, but no one answered.

"In seclusion or something?"

Jiang Ding tried a few more times but couldn't get through, so he changed the number and called Canghai Tianjun.

"Jiang Ding, what's going on?"

This time it went smoothly, the beep sounded for a while and then the call was connected.

"Senior Canghai, didn't we make an appointment to travel to Xujie? Why didn't anyone notify me? Or did you say you went on your own without calling me?"

Jiang Ding said dissatisfied.

"oh!"

"I forgot!"

Canghai Tianjun suddenly realized, slapped his thigh, and said: "This is my elder brother who is doing it. He has been contacting people and pestering Yuan to grab this thing for years. Many people are competing and doing bad things. We are all waiting for his news."

"But my elder brother has been..."

"Ahem!"

Canghai Tianjun coughed and felt a little embarrassed.

He thought about it and felt that the person on the other side was his own, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about: "He had a fight with someone recently and was locked up. It will take two years for him to come out."

"If you want to see him, you can only visit him once on the 30th of each month and at the end of the month, and the same is true for phone calls."

"In February, on the 27th or 28th, if it is National Day, there may be one more visit opportunity."

Canghai Tianjun looked very familiar.

"Senior Mie Ri is in prison again?"

"Okay, two years is two years."

Jiang Ding was a little disappointed, chatted with Canghai Tianjun for a while, and hung up the phone.

Then,

Seal up Yue Ling who was peeking out.

The next moment, after driving the power of the Tianchi and leaving a crystal wall shell in the original place, the Dayi Tianchi and Jiang Ding disappeared in the orbit.

…

Somewhere in the Wuling Desert.

A young man in green appeared in the void and disappeared in an instant, sweeping the surrounding space and the earth with a consciousness larger than that of many Huashen cultivators, carefully checking every inch of the place.

"No breath remains."

"No creature has been here in the past hundred years."

"Xi Ping'an, you can't do it either! I'm disappointed that you can't even find this place."

Jiang Ding snorted.

His consciousness probed into the sea of ​​consciousness to check the changes of the Tushan Maid Group in the past seventy years.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there are dots scattered in all directions. There are now more than 80,000 maids left out of the 180,000 maids, and more than 20,000 have disappeared.

It may be that their lifespan has come to an end. After all, most of them are foundation-building cultivators. Seventy years is a long time. It is also possible that they died in fighting and fighting. After all, the Beiyuan Xiuxian world is not peaceful.

There are nineteen maids in the Yuanying stage.

"Oh?"

Jiang Ding was a little surprised.

It seems that the Tushan Maids must have strictly followed the order to stay hidden.

In addition, Xi Ping'an should not have spent a lot of effort to attack the Tushan Maids, otherwise there would not be so many Nascent Soul cultivators.