A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

After getting the answer, Lord Dongjin left happily.

He is very busy, and it is not easy for him to spare this little time to express his solemnity.

"That's right, I haven't been dazzled by the sudden increase in strength after promotion."

True Lord Dinghai praised: "This is how we immortal cultivators should be. If we can be crushed by the general trend, then we can be crushed by the general trend. Don't always think about leapfrogging. This is too dangerous and is not a long-term solution."

He didn't speak until the two of them finished talking.

There are pros and cons to go or not.

The Jindan monk is already a member of the high-level monks. It is better to make such decisions involving the path by oneself.

Regardless of the outcome, it is best for others not to interfere.

"That's right."

"It's just, something doesn't seem right."

Lord Killer Soul also agreed, and frowned: "But sword cultivators don't seem to be like this. This profession yearns for evenly matched battles, and is eager to engage in battles again and again, because this can allow their swordsmanship to grow, and thus Have it all.”

"You don't seem to have that tendency at all."

"Are you sure it's okay for you to do this?"

he asked doubtfully.

In the art of swordsmanship, he was a complete layman.

"No."

Jiang Ding said without hesitation: "In swordsmanship, one should be cautious and use the overwhelming force to crush them. Why should they be evenly matched?"

"This is a coward who cannot control his own heart and must be forced by external pressure to break through."

"I do not like this."

"Just be sure of yourself. It's up to you."

The Soul-Slaying Lord didn't know whether this was right or not, so he could only say helplessly.

After dealing with some important matters, the teacher and classmates quickly said goodbye and dispersed, leaving time for the new Jindan monks without disturbing them again.

Jiang Ding had nothing to do.

I went to Lianyun Airport to check out the construction progress of the super battleship and sword-type drones. Everything was progressing normally.

So far, the construction of the super battleship has continued for more than 80 years, and it is expected to be completed in another 20 to 30 years.

"It's this..."

Jiang Dingshou made a move.

In the sky, there was a moment of transparency and hazyness. An aerial fighter aircraft, more than a hundred meters long, with silver-white stealth coating all over its body, appeared. A huge electromagnetic main gun in the middle shone with a faint blue light.

"Some of them can't keep up with the progress of their strength."

No matter how many third-level objects there are, they can no longer provide any blessing to his strength, speed, stealth and other aspects.

Jiang Ding moved his thumb and index finger up and down, like pulling a toothpick, and pulled out the electromagnetic main gun that was hundreds of meters in size and weighed several tons from the aerial fighter. Divine consciousness and mana poured into it, and the sacrifice was completed again in an instant.

The aura of the electromagnetic main gun's top-notch magic weapon disappeared.

The internal array patterns increased rapidly, and the spiritual brand became complicated. In a breath, the electromagnetic main gun turned into a low-grade magic weapon, and after a few breaths, it turned into a mid-grade magic weapon.

The materials used are great!

Although it is called a top-grade magic weapon, in fact, after many upgrades, the materials used are many times more expensive than top-grade magic weapons.

"I feel like it will only take a few years at most to refine it into a high-grade magic weapon... and it's still of no use."

After playing with it for a while, Jiang Ding put away the electromagnetic main gun and aerial fighter that had been with him for many years.

When I was young, I planned to smelt aerospace fighters and extract materials to recover part of the cost.

But now, there is no shortage of this spiritual stone, and it is kept as a souvenir.

The green robe on his body is also flashing. This electromagnetic spirit-hiding robe was originally a top-grade magic weapon. In order to allow the foundation-building monks to use it, part of the formation was specially sealed. Now it has naturally returned to its peak, and the seal is in the influx of mana and spiritual consciousness. It collapsed in an instant and was extremely fragile.

If you can possess the top-grade magic weapon Taoist robe, it will be enough to dominate among the golden elixir monks and become a trump card.

Unfortunately, for him, it is just a dispensable piece of clothing.

“There’s so much to do next.”

"Transfer to the "Ten Thousand Transformations Magnetic Yuan Sutra" in the Golden Core Realm, and learn the fourth-level formation with the qualitatively changed soul. Otherwise, you will not be able to drive the aerial battleship, and you will also have to learn the new third-level electromagnetic system concealment spells, and the new third-level Sword Escape... We don't have this. We still need time to develop it, and we also need to find ways to obtain new baby-level Taoist robes..."

Jiang Ding sighed.

Many practice plans emerged in my mind.

"But now, let's go home first. I haven't seen you for three years. I miss you so much."

He stepped forward and transformed into a blue-gold sword light, which suddenly passed through the sky, broke through the troposphere, and flew into the stratosphere.

His spiritual consciousness swept across the surrounding air and space fighter planes and warships taking off and landing from time to time.

The sword-shaped escaping light flashed and disappeared into the distance at a speed far exceeding that of the aerial battleship.

…

Seven or eight minutes later, Rongcheng was in sight.

"That's a good point."

Jiang Ding said happily: "Although the speed is still not as fast as the teleportation of Yuanying monks, the distance of more than 10,000 kilometers between home and school is almost the same as walking on the street."

In the community, there are lanterns and colorful decorations, and guests are constantly coming and going.

There is a banner with a letter, congratulations to ancestor Jiang Ding for successfully forming the elixir and extending his life for 600 years!

A young man in green clothes landed.

"Who did it?"

"Why does this style look so familiar?"

Jiang Ding couldn't laugh or cry.

After thinking about it for a moment, I felt a little sad.

More than a hundred years ago, when I got the top score in two subjects in the college entrance examination, my uncle and grandfather also happily invited relatives and friends, celebrated and showed off, made grand arrangements, and kept having banquets. They had no idea what low-key meant.

This sadness slowly disappeared.

"Jiang Ding!"

"you are back?"

Lin Yuanwang, who was bragging to someone, immediately greeted him loudly.

Wow!

A large circle of people looked this way.

Golden elixir monk!

Live, not on the news network.

Many people have never seen each other once in their lives. The level of life and the concept of time between the two are too different.

Furthermore, long-lived species are unwilling to have too close relationships and emotions with short-lived species unless necessary, and will instinctively distance themselves from each other.

Otherwise, once the short-lived species passes away, the monk's heart will be too sad, which will severely affect the Taoist heart.

No one wants to say goodbye to each other every few decades and never see each other again.

Everyone's eyes were searching, and they soon saw a young man in green clothes who was sixteen or seventeen years old.

Although his appearance is no different from the high school students in school, and is even more immature, an indescribable temperament distinguishes him from real high school students.

"Ancestor of the Golden Pill!"

"My grandfather met him when he was a child, and we still have a group photo of him at home."

"My great-grandfather and Ancestor Jiang are classmates..."

Everyone was talking a lot, looking proud.

We are all neighbors, relatives and friends of Jindan Patriarch!

"Ahem!"

Soon, someone coughed and said loudly: "Greetings to Senior Jiang!"

"Greetings to Senior Jiang!"

"I wish you great blessings and immortality!"

The people around him also came back to their senses, paid homage to him, congratulated him, showed respect, and showed admiration.

All this may seem like flattery and flattery, but no one feels uncomfortable. Their self-esteem is humiliated and needs to be overcome.

Because the young man in green in front of him is from their wife’s grandfather’s generation!

Whether they are children, young people, or old people with gray hair and wrinkled faces, all of them are tiny babies in front of him.

This is an ancestor-like figure.

When a little baby salutes and congratulates his ancestors, isn’t it natural that he is of humble stature?

"Everyone is so polite, please get up."

Jiang Ding looked at the circle of children around him and instinctively showed a kind smile.

Let me rest for another day...