A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The two women chatted for a while, and after asking some questions about the exercises, they said goodbye and left.

The metallic aura in this place was too strong, making them very uncomfortable.

In addition, when you first enter the world of cultivation, everything is new and new, and your cultivation is also a period of rapid growth. It is a good time to practice, and you should not waste time.

"Today seems to be the end of the three-year Nine Heavens Ruins?"

Jiang Ding said to himself, he was quite concerned about this matter.

The Kongming crystal copper in the ruins was made into a half-space stealth coating, which would be of great use to his future air and space fighters, and his flying swords could also be used.

Although there is still quite some time before the foundation is established, you must always plan in advance to avoid panic when things happen.

While thinking, he took out a golden metal lotus.

It is the inheritance carrier of the "Chun Yang Golden Lotus Book", one of the supreme inheritance of the Seven Feathers Sect, and the control hub of the second-level top-level formation of Jinling Mountain. Even mortals can rely on it to perform some fool-like operations.

Communicate with the monitoring and observation formation around Jinling Mountain.

Sure enough, in the distance, I saw some miserable-looking Qi-training monks passing by. Their cultivation levels ranged from the early stage to the late stage of Qi-training. Many of them were disabled, but their faces looked like they were lucky to survive the disaster.

"It looks like the battle situation is unfavorable..."

Jiang Ding thought for a while and sent a message to Liu Sanqi.

Got a reply quickly.

"Uncle Junior Master, the sect has indeed suffered heavy losses in its exploration of the Nine Heavens ruins. More than a hundred disciples from various families, as well as monks from inside and outside the sect participated in the exploration of the ruins. In the end, only about 20 people came back."

"The main materials for foundation building such as Jin Yuzhi have been harvested very little, and the time for the wood veins to be opened to refine the foundation building pill may be delayed again."

"In your name, I asked the senior Foundation Architect who presided over this matter for details."

"The disciples who participated in the trial met the most outstanding direct son of the Blood Transformation Yu clan in the Blood Slaughter Hall. Yu Zitong had already obtained the title of 'Blood Transformation Son'. As soon as the Blood Transformation Divine Sword came out, the three major disciples of the sect who had perfected their Qi training could only hold on. After a few rounds, he was defeated, and all his blood and essence was sucked dry."

"If the others hadn't gathered in advance and fled in all directions, these twenty or so people might not have been able to come back."

"Huaxuezi?"

Jiang Dinglue recalled the relevant information he had come across in the past few days.

Each generation of the Blood Slaughter Hall's Hua Xue Yu family will cultivate several legitimate sons, grant them blood-transforming knife embryos, give them the best resources to train, the best famous teachers to teach them, and practice for twenty years.

Twenty years later, several legitimate sons will start a life-and-death fight in the Chu Kingdom under certain rules.

Many outstanding children of Chu's foundation-building families will also participate, supporting their chosen legitimate sons and fighting for life and death for the road, and they can use any means.

In the end, only one legitimate son will survive, and the flesh-and-blood mana blade embryos of all the other legitimate sons will be devoured and merged into one body, gaining the title of Blood Transformation Son and being promoted to Foundation Establishment.

In the same generation, there will only be one blood-transforming child.

Even if there are multiple, soon only one will remain.

"Don't worry too much, this generation of blood will soon be promoted to foundation building."

Jiang Ding thought for a moment and shook his head.

After checking the two hiding formations, the figure disappeared.

Walk out of the room,

Watched TV with my family for a while.

"Xiaoyuan, how's your academic performance lately?"

Lin Wanqiu suddenly asked.

"Same as usual, there is some progress. The cram school is not in vain, the money is not in vain, mom, don't worry." Jiang Yuan, who was originally very energetic, instantly collapsed on the sofa and said weakly.

"That's good."

Lin Wanqiu felt relieved for some reason.

The college entrance examination is approaching,

Jiang Ding's retreat time has been greatly increased. He stays in the room all day long. He has no more three meals a day. He can only see people for one meal a day at most.

Most immortal cultivators are like this.

She was a little worried that if Jiang Yuan, this little stupid bird, also flew away, she would be very lonely.

"You have to learn from your brother and work harder."

Lin Wanqiu made a serious face: "It's like the shadow of the giant tree in the sky a few days ago. My colleague said that he was attacked by illusions from outside the immortal cultivators. The senior foundation builders were all affected. It would be great if you were like my brother. , will not be harmed casually.”

"Just like the last time the Xuanwu Tiangong monks invaded the world, hundreds of people died in one fell swoop..."

"Know it!"

As she kept mumbling, the little girl soon became impatient and covered her ears while watching TV.

"Illusion attack?"

Jiang Ding was startled for a moment and then reacted.

It is not surprising that any monk who comprehends the top-level sword intention and has a sudden and complex specialization in the structure of his soul has grasped the general trend and is in line with the aura of heaven and earth. This sudden change will trigger changes in the celestial phenomena within a certain range.

"Xuanwu Heavenly Palace..."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, thinking of the classmates in the next class who died last semester due to the invasion of the world-breaking monks.

I heard that he has excellent martial arts qualifications and has broken through the young eagle's inner energy early. His future is bright, and it is not impossible to become a foundation-building monk in the future.

But suddenly he died.

"Find a way to make a jade tablet or something to seal the sword energy."

But he remembered the trump card that Hei Jin and other innate disciples had, which sealed the strike of the innate warrior. Now he can naturally do it, and with the sword intention, it will be more accurate and terrifying, and will not hurt those he wants to protect. people.

“Make time to get two.”

After writing this down, he closed his eyes slightly and fell into practice.

"Dingding..."

Lin Wanqiu gave him a helpless look.

Anytime and anywhere, one moment he looks normal, and the next moment he can immediately enter a state of cultivation. My son should be very strong in this ability, right?

…

Time passed without realizing it for more than a month.

In the training room,

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, his breath rose and fell, and finally stabilized at the peak innate state.

"Xiantian has come to an end."

He sighed.

Not only that, after possessing the same level of Xiantian Qi and triple Qi training, his learning progress in cultural courses has improved by leaps and bounds, his grades have skyrocketed, and his progress has been incredibly fast.

call out!

As Jiang Ding thought, the small blue-gold tree that absorbed the sunlight of hundreds of square meters shrank, turning into a blue flying sword and flying into the air. The tip of the sword shook several times, splitting into nine rays of blue hot sword energy, but itself disappeared. Even the consciousness is difficult to scan.

"Great Light Sword Technique"!

After possessing the sword intention, the invisibility of the spiritual consciousness can be easily achieved.

Nine azure sword energies formed a network in the air, and the auras were connected. There were faint shadows of runes floating around, carrying a terrifying aura.

"Three-talent formation, three-three chain."

"You can arrange it casually in a thought. This is the standard for a first-order array mage. My score in math class will not be low,"

Jiang Dingxin said.

This is what you get after months of studying to forge the Daoji Sword and advance to Innate.

Formation,

The foundation of immortality.

A monk who is good at formation skills will mostly be good at refining elixirs, refining weapons, training, and fighting.

"The day has finally come."

Jiang Ding stood up and looked at the No. 1 Middle School training room that had been used for a long time with some reluctance.

Tomorrow is the time for the college entrance examination.

After the college entrance examination, we all went our separate ways, and maybe we would not come here again for many years. One of the most important times in our lives, the three years of high school, passed away quietly like this.

"but!"

Jiang Ding's voice was suddenly high-pitched, with a hint of fire in his eyes: "History will record that the path of the great god-transforming monk, Jiang Ding Tianjun, began from this point on!"

If anyone dares not to remember, he will be beaten on the spot!