A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"Please sit still and hold on tight. Next stop..."

Jiang Ding squeezed onto the bus and stood next to Lin Wanqiu's seat, looking at her carefully.

Another four years have passed.

The overall energy of the person is better than in previous years. He holds a book in his hand and reads it attentively, turning the pages from time to time.

The book is called "Meridians and Exercises", and it is an after-school extended reading book that Chinese teachers like to recommend.

She was extremely focused.

No matter whether you are getting on or off the bus, people coming and going, or stopping at the station, or broadcasting, it will not be affected in the slightest.

Jiang Ding did not interrupt and watched silently.

"Fu Lin Home, we're here, next stop is Baizi..."

Lin Wanqiu suddenly woke up, packed up his books, and followed the crowd out of the car. His eyes were a little blank, as if he was still thinking about something, and he gave way to passers-by from time to time.

"Mom, long time no see."

Jiang Ding came to her side and said softly.

"ah?"

Lin Wanqiu's body trembled and she turned around.

Only then did he realize that there was a young man in green beside him. He looked like a sixteen-year-old boy, still the same as before, without any change.

"When did you come back? You scared me!"

Lin Wanqiu was overjoyed, but also complained: "You are so old, you are already thirty, and other people's children have already gone to elementary school, but they are still so out of touch, and they don't tell me in advance when they come back."

"Mom, you remembered wrong, I am sixteen this year."

Jiang Ding said seriously.

This is not because he is shameless. The life span of a foundation-building monk is two hundred and fifty years. If thirty is divided by two, he will be fifteen years old.

It is said that in order to appear mature, he even added one year of age.

"Okay, okay, you are sixteen this year."

Lin Wanqiu rolled her eyes at him.

The two chatted while walking and went to a nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables and meat.

There is no need to buy rice, there is muling wheat at home, and a mortal can fully meet his needs by eating a hundred grains a day.

"How is your mother's study? Are you sure you can switch to the "Ancient Wood Reincarnation Technique"?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"It's not bad. I've made great progress under the guidance of teachers over the years." Lin Wanqiu showed a proud expression: "If I can take the college entrance examination again, I will definitely get more than 100 points in Chinese!"

When she was in high school, she rarely passed Chinese.

"Forehead……"

Jiang Ding choked.

"It's not bad. It's enough to practice Jue-level skills."

"You little brat, don't look down on people."

Lin Wanqiu noticed it and said with some dissatisfaction: "I am fifty years old, and my learning ability has dropped so much. I am no younger than you. This is already pretty good, okay?"

"In two years at most, I will be able to start practicing martial arts."

"That's right, one step at a time."

Jiang Ding praised.

After returning home, I washed the rice and cooked it. The Lingmai was directly heated by electromagnetic power and cooked. Pots and pans were flying everywhere with my mind, stir-frying endlessly.

Soon, a table of delicious, tasty and tasty meals was ready.

Eat some symbolically.

"Mom, give me that jade pendant to strengthen it."

Jiang Dingdao.

It's about a jade pendant he gave to his mother and sister before going to college, which sealed a sword energy he had at that time, which could kill people at the peak of his qi training.

"What?"

Lin Wanqiu was puzzled, but handed it over anyway.

Jiang Ding took the jade pendant and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness. Many memories of inscribing runes with his own hands appeared in front of his eyes. Now it seems that it is a bit immature.

Peng!

A group of gray-blue flames appeared under the jade pendant, containing terrifying heat.

The jade pendant persisted for a moment and turned into a pool of liquid. The sword energy inside was consumed and devoured, without causing a fatal explosion.

"The material seems a bit low now."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, taking out the second-order golden spirit iron from the storage bag, and after burning it for a few minutes, smelted it into a metallic liquid. From time to time, he added some ores, branches and other spiritual materials, mixed with the original white jade, to form a brand new cyan jade pendant. .

A blue sword energy appeared, and the sword tip outlined runes on the green pendant. Finally, he merged into it and became one with it.

Lin Wanqiu stared blankly at his busy work.

"Building Foundation Heart Fire!!"

She screamed in disbelief.

In just twelve years, how could it be possible to suddenly build a foundation from being a mortal warrior?

It is completely different from the decades-long foundation building in the book.

"Mom has indeed spent all these years in vain, and Zhuji Xinhuo knows that."

Jiang Ding praised him and handed the refined green pendant back.

Foundation-building heart fire, a symbol of Foundation-building monks, is a state manifested by the high concentration of liquid mana in the Dantian. It has different properties such as violent combustion, corrosion, and nourishment. It is often used to refine elixirs and refine weapons.

"It's really foundation building!"

"Less than thirty foundations."

Lin Wanqiu murmured to herself, looking carefully at the young man in Tsing Yi in front of her who looked sixteen years old and often shamelessly claimed to be the future emperor. She was shocked in her heart.

This guy,

Isn't it going to be this small state for hundreds of thousands of years to come?

It feels very inconsistent when I think about it.

Many high-level monks were meeting together, either an old man with an immortal spirit, a kind old woman, a fairy with an air of immortality, or a middle-aged monk with a calm atmosphere.

There was just a high school student hanging in there, walking around.

For those who didn’t know, I thought it was a kid from some school who came out to cause trouble.

"Jiang Yuan, how are you doing lately?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"Still the same...out of shape."

When this was mentioned, Lin Wanqiu had a headache: "She said she was going crazy. She was studying every day. It was even more uncomfortable than going to jail. She just couldn't stand it anymore."

The psychological counseling class failed.

"let it go."

Jiang Ding sighed.

If she could wake up early, there would still be a chance.

If you waste too much time, then... you can only keep this relationship between brother and sister in your heart, and leave it to you to read it from time to time in the long time to come.

In the next two days,

Jiang Ding visited his grandparents, uncles and aunts one by one, nursed them back to health, and gave them some health elixirs.

I also upgraded the jade pendant sent by express delivery from Qianling University to ensure the basic safety of my lazy sister.

"Mom, goodbye. Next time we meet, I hope to see Qi Practitioner Lin Wanqiu."

Jiang Ding waved his hand and flew into the sky.

"Will do."

Lin Wanqiu smiled.

…

back to school,

Jiang Ding once again entered into the busy life of studying and practicing, two points and one line.

Time flies, and March passes without realizing it.

During this period, An Siyan and Ou Daocheng successively entered the ninth level of Qi training and entered the secret realm to seek breakthroughs and foundation building. In theory, there was a great chance of breakthroughs.

The third academic year of the university is coming to an end, and the students in the class who practice the 'Classic' level skills have made breakthroughs one after another. Now when I go to class, it is rare to see Qi practitioners.

On this day,

Under the big blue tree in the mining area, Jiang Ding carefully took out a jade bottle that was sealed layer by layer. A drop of gray-black metallic liquid was clearly visible inside, and a heavy gray mist filled the air from time to time.

Melted magnetic crystal core!

A valuable treasure that can greatly enhance the electromagnetic spirituality and electromagnetic affinity of the magic weapon.

Over the past few months, I have continued to study and revise the foundation building chapter of the "Wanhua Magi Yuan Jing", which has been initially completed.

Today, I finally have time to deal with this matter.

"After establishing the foundation, your spiritual consciousness will be enhanced at least ten times. Give it a try."

Jiang Ding reached out his consciousness and touched a wisp of gray mist.

"Good weight!"

He groaned, his face instantly turned pale, and his mana was consumed violently like water.

It was obviously just a wisp of gray mist smaller than a hair, but it seemed to be heavier than a hill. The consciousness was almost crushed under the heavy pressure, and it could only be maintained a little by continuously inputting mana.

Keng!

Sensing the sword master's danger, the big blue-gold tree clanked, and a sword intent merged into his consciousness, and he slashed hard at the wisp of gray mist.

Click!

In the consciousness, an earth-shaking earthquake suddenly occurred, and a wisp of gray mist that lay like a mountain was cut off from the middle, leaving only the tail section.

The pressure on his consciousness relaxed.

"it works."

Jiang Ding's face looks better.

Four times the spirit of the same level exploded, mana surged out of the body, and a small wisp of gray mist rumbled and vibrated, flying out of the sealed jade bottle and landing on a thick branch of the blue-gold tree.

The thigh-thick branches of the blue tree were suddenly bent!

A terrible crunching sound was heard, and countless branches and leaves shuddered, spreading and growing toward this location, wrapping it into a big ball.

Inside, there was a clanging sound of sword energy, and the sword intent was permeated. Countless branches were cut in an interlaced manner, and little bits of fine gray mist were continuously cut off and integrated into the big tree.

With every trace of it blended in, the tree trunks would tremble slightly, and light gray lines would appear on some barks and leaves, fleetingly.

The invisible electromagnetic power spreads and merges in the blue and gold tree.