A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"Uncle Master."

Wu Makong said respectfully: "In the past year, Liu Hongtiao, the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, Li Xiu, the master of the Tax Hall, and a relative of the Supreme Elder, have been involved in corruption and accepted bribes. In addition, there are also monks of the Law Enforcement Hall..."

He handed over a magic weapon orb, which recorded the entire process of the investigation.

"Is that so?"

Jiang Ding frowned.

After taking the magic weapon orb, his spiritual consciousness swept over it.

The investigation methods used a lot of shady methods, but there were indeed related things, and a clear handle was caught.

"It actually does exist."

Jiang Ding was surprised: "I see that there are no problems in the account books. It seems that there are many capable people among the monks. They collude with each other and form a network. They can embezzle hundreds of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones with just one hand."

"It's still respectable, it doesn't reach the level of one million."

"It should take more than ten years of repeated trials to make it work."

He didn't seem very angry, but rather interested.

Wuma Kong felt a chill in his heart.

"Go down, fellow Taoist Wuma, thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Ding said nothing more, put away the magic weapon orb, and warned: "As a Taoist, safety is the most important thing. Fellow Taoists only need to collect information. There is no need to do anything to avoid hurting yourself."

"We will have whatever we deserve."

"yes!"

Wu Makong said respectfully, clasped his fists and left.

There was silence here.

"well!"

A sigh.

"The human heart..."

"The treatment I give is twice that of the Seven Feathers Sect and Huaxue Palace, and the masters of each palace receive more than ten times the spiritual stones and related elixirs."

Jiang Ding shook his head, took out a talisman, and handed the information contained in it to the newly appointed dojo general manager, Monk Fazheng, for him to handle.

“If the water is extremely clear, there will be no fish; if the water is extremely clear, there will be no fish.”

"It's normal."

"Rogue cultivator Liu Hongtiao will be executed directly."

"Li Xiu, the master of the Tax Hall, is a relative of my senior brother. That's all. Give him another 300,000 low-grade spiritual stones and send them to the Seven Feather Sect Tianlei Peak together."

"Others, why don't they understand that Foundation Establishment Monk is not an irreplaceable resource."

He shook his head.

…

in the room.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and scanned his surroundings with his consciousness.

Without changing the layout of the room, a space array has been installed here at some point. The small room has become thousands of meters wide. The roots of the sacred tree covering the sky come in from the window, letting the aura of heaven and earth flow. The concentration reaches the second-order level.

Behind him, there is a blue and gold tree that is more than 50 meters high with bright branches and leaves. A blue and gold sun is located in the shade of the tree. It does not affect its ability to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun in the room. It has a specially arranged design.

This was the result of more than a month ago, when he asked a third-level formation mage from the Immortal Sect to renovate his room.

He will be at home for a long time in the future, keeping his schedule consistent with his family, but he cannot stop practicing, so he made this modification.

The big blue-gold tree shrunk and flew into the center of the eyebrows.

Jiang Ding stood up and opened the door.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sky outside was still dim and dark, with only some light shining through, and the temperature had dropped a lot.

call out!

The Taiqing Feijian flew out in a familiar manner, heating milk, making soup, mincing onions and garlic, preparing rice noodles and so on.

After a while,

Everything is done, and various ingredients and dishes spontaneously fly to the dining table. A constant temperature spell is attached between the dishes to maintain the optimal temperature at all times.

"Brother, it's so early again?"

After a while, Jiang Yuan got up sleepily, rubbed his eyes, and said hello drowsily.

"...You seem to be a late-stage qi-training monk. Is it okay to sleep so late?"

Jiang Ding was speechless.

He has not needed sleep much since he was in the Xiantian realm. He can completely recover from the fatigue of the day with up to half an hour of rest every day.

"I got up at seven o'clock, very early."

“And it’s winter!”

Jiang Yuan refused to accept it.

"That makes sense."

Jiang Ding was too lazy to talk to her.

After washing up, Lin Wanqiu, who had gone out to exercise, also came back.

The family sat together to have breakfast, scalded the rice noodles they had just bought from several kilometers away in boiling water, put them into the bone soup, added chopped green onion and coriander segments, added chili oil, Sichuan pepper powder, and salt. chicken essence, stir well.

Pair it with an egg and a glass of milk.

This is today's breakfast.

Since a month ago, Jiang Ding has been living such a life. Apart from practicing in his free time, he is no different from ordinary people. He even went to learn the cooking skills from a spiritual food chef.

"Ding Ding is so awesome."

Lin Wanqiu took a sip of the powder and said with satisfaction: "I feel like I can cook better than the best chefs in Rongcheng. I feel that if I open a restaurant, I will definitely be able to get a full business."

“It’s no problem to make a killing.”

She seriously thought about the feasibility of this matter.

"Mom, don't think about it."

Jiang Yuan rolled his eyes: "The salary of a foundation-building monk can bankrupt a restaurant in Rongcheng. It's a total loss-making business."

"That's true."

Lin Wanqiu thought about it and felt it made sense.

"Is your wedding room ready?"

Jiang Ding took a sip of powder, remembered something, and asked.

Naturally, this old and broken house at home cannot be used as a wedding room, and he does not allow it. He does not want outsiders to come in and disturb his home.

"Yes, pocket money is enough."

Jiang Yuan showed a look of longing: "There is a big villa in the city center, near the library. It is much bigger than our house, by the way."

"I'm going to get engaged in a few months, and the men and their families will show up. Will you come over?"

She said with some expectation.

"Bless you."

"Won't."

Jiang Ding said simply.

"why?"

The expression on Jiang Yuan's face dimmed: "You are my brother."

"Because parting is very painful for me."

"Try to avoid this kind of thing."

Jiang Ding explained softly: "For immortal cultivators, there are two ways to maintain the stability of the Taoist heart. One is to experience the ups and downs of the world and still maintain an innocent heart. The other is to be pure and have few desires and try to avoid cause and effect."

"I chose the second path."

"..."

When Lin Wanqiu heard this, she opened her mouth and stopped trying to persuade him.

"You can come to my house often. It won't make any difference even if you get married."

"As grandma said, marriage and having children can bring perfection and more meaning to life."

Seeing Jiang Yuan's low mood, Jiang Ding consoled him: "It's just that after these trivial matters, I hope you don't relax your cultivation. Immortal Taoism is noble and private. No matter what, you should not give up accumulation. This should be done every moment." .”

"……All right."

Jiang Yuan whispered.

She knew that she couldn't persuade her brother. This had been the case since she was a child. The things he decided could not be changed, just like trying to embezzle food money when she was a child.

After breakfast, Jiang Yuan and Lin Wanqiu went to school separately.

Yes, even now, they are still in school, constantly learning Chinese, mathematics and other immortal knowledge to increase their immortal knowledge.

The location is still Rongcheng No. 1 Middle School.

As early as more than ten years ago, Rongcheng No. 1 Middle School received a large amount of funding. Without changing the original teachers, dozens of Foundation Establishment teachers were added. They all came from all over the Immortal Sect and were very good at teaching. He has a good reputation and has taught many outstanding students.

For some reasons, they came to this small town to become teachers, making Rongcheng No. 1 Middle School one of the strongest high schools in Guizhou Province.

Have a meal and adjust