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Chapter 465 Daoshu Stone

Jiang Ding's consciousness swept across the ground.

The ground trembled slightly, and the natal flying sword of Yikou Jianxiu rose into the air, turned into a stream of light and flew towards it, and was stored in the storage jade pendant.

"Ninety-two quasi-third-order and third-order flying swords. Even if they are not as powerful as they are, the materials used are real third-order heavenly materials and earthly treasures. They can be refined again by the immortal sect."

"The total value is between 100 and 200 million low-grade spiritual stones, and the value is all composed of third-order materials. The gold content is extremely high."

Jiang Ding did a little calculation and came to such a result.

"Who said sword cultivators are poor? They are not quite rich."

he sighed.

Of course, this premise is to master the technology of refining the materials of the natal magic weapon.

This technical threshold is extremely high.

Not to mention in the small world, even the Eight Immortal Sects have not mastered this technology, or have mastered it, but the cost is higher than the material itself, making it unprofitable.

The sword intent of destruction filled the air, and the restrictions on each storage bag were broken, revealing the contents inside.

"This one is really poor."

The total amount of spiritual stones and heavenly materials and earthly treasures in nearly a hundred storage bags is less than 10 million low-grade spiritual stones. Including the two sword masters, their entire wealth is based on swords.

"The most important ones are these three."

Three sets of flying swords were unfolded one by one in front of Jiang Ding.

Xuantian Tianjianzi's golden sword, even though all its spiritual light has been lost, the sword master is dead, and the spirituality within it is dead, it still exudes a golden light. It involuntarily separates to both sides when the wind blows, failing to give the flying sword any chance. Apply any force, get cut, tear everything apart.

Ding!

Jiang Ding flicked his finger on the flying sword.

There was a pleasant sound, and among the buzzing sound, tiny sword energy flew out from the sword and fell to the ground. Dense holes were drilled through the stone the size of a carriage.

"Fifth level god-level material, Cloud Splitting Gold!"

Jiang Ding uttered a few words and was completely sure.

According to legend, this kind of material only exists at the top of the peak where the fifth-level spiritual veins are located. After enduring countless years of wind and rain, the spiritual veins are nourished and tempered until they are so sharp that the clouds in the sky pass through the sky where it is located. It will automatically split when the time comes, and it will always look cloudless.

"You can consider smelting it into a flying sword bit by bit, or using it on a sword-shaped drone."

Jiang Ding showed a hint of joy.

Look at the Blood Moon Bone Sword of Langtian Jianzi, and the flying sword of Baijian Jianzi of Shangqing Lingbao Sect. Of course, it is not one hundred and eight, only the "Hundred Sword" that is the basis of the sword formation. God-level materials are forged into sword embryos.

"The Blood Moon Bone Sword should be forged from the bones of some kind of god-transforming monster beast with the addition of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. If you don't use it, you can just exchange it for the needed god-level materials."

"The material of Baijian Jianzi's Hundred-headed Sword..."

Jiang Ding's spiritual consciousness poured into it without asking for sacrifice. This was someone else's natal flying sword and it was difficult to use. He just observed the materials in it bit by bit and compared the various heavenly materials and earthly treasures in his memory.

"Dao Shu Stone!"

"It is a special god-level material that can increase the distance and control accuracy of the amplified spiritual consciousness, as well as improve the computing power of the soul, the Dao Shu Stone!"

Jiang Ding was overjoyed: "The addition of Daoshu Stone to the core of the super battleship ship spirit can greatly reduce the difficulty of controlling the one thousand and twenty-four Dyson sunglass drones and enhance the power of the sword array."

"I just said that swordsmen, Taoists and the like can't be so poor."

"Just this piece of Tao Shu Stone, it is impossible to beat the Yuanying monk to death."

Of course, this means relying on the Immortal Sect.

If it were any other casual cultivator or Nascent Soul cultivator from a small force who dared to touch the Immortal Sect's sword, he would be instantly killed by an attack from nowhere, and no scum would be left behind.

Even now, without the Xianmen army accompanying him, he would not dare to leave his home planet casually.

"They are all kind-hearted people."

Jiang Ding sighed, put away these flying swords, and looked at a shadow in the distance that had long since escaped.

This guy was really too cautious. He never joined the battlefield and couldn't find a chance to kill him. “However, you can’t escape from the Great Sun Heavenly Lake.”

"First go and get the Sun Flame Crystal, which can also be used to temper flying swords outside."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, looking towards the center of the sky surrounded by the red magma sword light, the source of the Riyan River: "An Tuzi seems to be refining his five-color small pagoda's natal magic weapon there. Go and have a look. It has not been seen for so many years."

The figure disappeared.

……

Fly along the magma kendo river.

As we delve deeper into the source, the river becomes wider and wider, the temperature becomes higher and higher, and the pressure of the Great Sun Sword Way becomes heavier and heavier, destroying souls and flesh and blood at every turn.

This place has become a paradise for monks.

Even a prodigy of swordsmanship like the Five Elements Tianzong Zhuanlunjianzi would not dare to go deep here, it is too scary.

"The source of the Riyan River ahead was the training ground of the Great Sun Swordsman in the past. It is a forbidden area within a forbidden area. Without permission, even if a cultivator of the God Transformation enters the area privately, he will be bombarded to death by the formation of the Great Sun Heavenly Lake."

"Of course, after the battle that destroyed the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, the Great Sun Heavenly Lake is now severely damaged and no longer has this power."

Jiang directed towards the source and flew to the source, thinking about the many materials in the library that recorded the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

"As long as you can withstand the high temperature and sword power of the Riyan River, you can temper your flying sword, your natal magic weapon, and your natal magic weapon here."

"In other words, our classmate An Tuzi is borrowing my training room without permission."

Jiang Ding paused.

At the bottom of the magma river, a lifelike five-color lizard flew out of the magma and landed in front of him, struggling constantly.

Its body surface is wrapped in a layer of five-color halo, which is uncertain in life and death. It has been lurking for a long time at the bottom of the Kendo magma river where even a wheel-turning sword cannot stay for a long time, safe and sound.

"Classmate An Tuzi, long time no see."

Jiang Ding smiled at the five-color lizard.

……

"haven't seen you for a long time……"

An Tuzi answered subconsciously.

Although he only studied abroad in Xianmen for twenty years, it was twenty years when he was young. This was when humans began to grow, and many habits were completely subconscious and difficult to change.

"...What a fart!"

An Tuzi reacted and cursed loudly: "I don't want to see you at all. Stay away from me. Also, when did this become your training room? The Great Sun Lake is ownerless!"

Apparently, his five-colored lizard can clearly monitor its surroundings and hear words.

"However, the Five Elements Spirit Pagoda is reaching a critical moment in the sacrifices and cannot leave yet..."

An Tuzi frowned, then relaxed.

"Spirit of the Great Sun, I will help you."

He waved his sleeves and robes, and an altar with thirteen flags appeared in front of him. Incense was curling up on it, and many candles were burning quietly. Every item was full of the quaint flavor of the years. I don't know where it was moved from. of.

There was a flash of light on his body.

"In one sacrifice, the ancestors of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion of all generations have laid the foundation for the supreme swordsmanship..."

"Second Sacrifice, Spirit of the Great Sun..."

An Tuzi put on a solemn sacrificial robe, danced back and forth with complicated sacrificial rituals, muttered words, burned incense and prayed, and streams of green smoke went straight into the sky.

"Today, there are thieves from the Dongji Demon Sect, pretending to be the Great Sun Sword Master, and stealing the foundation of the Sword Pavilion..."

(End of this chapter)