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Chapter 500 No. 21 Synthetic Geng Gold

Jiang Ding looked at this No. 21 synthetic Geng gold carefully.

Don't look at the small portion, it's the size of a fist, but it actually weighs a thousand pounds. It's rich in sharp Gengjin energy. The energy and materials consumed for artificial synthesis are like mountains and seas. It's enough to be used by millions of people in many cities. More than a few decades.

The price is 30 million low-grade spiritual stones!

Don’t think it’s too expensive.

Low-grade spiritual stones can be secretly happy to buy such top-notch third-level materials. If the news gets out, I don’t know how many golden elixir monks outside the world will be jealous.

"All of a sudden, I'm in poverty..."

Jiang Ding couldn't help but sigh.

Just such a piece of money would completely consume his entire year's income.

Fortunately, he doesn't rely on pills, spirit stones and the like for cultivation. He only needs spiritual veins, otherwise his cultivation will be affected.

Sword cultivators are all poor, and there is a reason for this.

Of course, this is also the reason why his Golden Core territory is too small, far from reaching the limit of his own strength control.

Compared with its strength, Tushan Fairy City is too small.

"Don't worry, it's enough for now, no need to risk anything."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself and placed No. 21 Synthetic Geng Gold on the Taiqing Flying Sword.

hum!

Buzz!

The Taiqing Flying Sword trembled with excitement, as if a hungry ghost in lust had seen a peerless beauty, and the nectar had first fallen from the arid land. Without much sacrifice, it automatically absorbed the rich energy of Geng Gold from No. 21 Synthetic Geng Gold.

I just want to pounce on it and stick to it.

“Super delicious!”

Jiang Ding praised.

"Not only is this thing easy, it can also be mass-produced manually."

"Nothing else,"

"This thing will be the staple food of Taiqing Feijian from now on. From time to time, it will be paired with tungsten, magic steel, second and third level natural materials and earthly treasures, supplemented with trace elements, snacks and snacks, and it will work together."

"It's just too expensive."

Jiang Ding's face fell.

After a little bit of refining, I estimated that with the Sun Flame Crystal and Yuexi Crystal, I would need a piece of No. 21 synthetic Geng Gold per year. Maybe it would increase as the refining process deepens.

I originally planned to use more than ten years to open a kendo training company and open kendo halls in various places in Xianmen on a half-charge and half-profit basis. From now on, I would cultivate the kendo atmosphere of Xianmen and prepare for the future strategy of transforming gods. Initialize the inheritance of the swordsmanship of the Immortal Sect.

Because the best time to plant a fruit tree is now!

Hundreds and thousands of years of time cannot be wasted in vain. It is too hasty to have to wait until you are promoted to become a god.

The lifespan of a cultivator is very limited.

It is too strenuous for one person to invest in the research and development of kendo. It is best to form some kind of trend in society and lead social capital to invest in the research and development of kendo, thereby reducing costs and even making profits.

"Order in bulk, there may be discounts, just ask."

Jiang Ding thought of something and searched the Internet for companies that produce No. 21 synthetic gold.

"Xiandu Shojin Group is fully controlled by Xianmen Assets Committee. With a history of more than 21 years, it is the largest steel group in Xianmen. It has developed and produced various levels of electromagnetic spiritual gold, aviation aluminum spiritual gold, No. synthetic heptin gold and other artificial Synthesizing heavenly materials and earthly treasures..."

Divine consciousness poured into the official website of Xiandu Shojin Group.

A flower in front of you.

Hazily, a moment later, a large-scale steel plant appeared in front of us. A blast furnace like a tall building, liquid iron, scorching high temperatures, and violent spiritual energy from heaven and earth rushed towards us.

"Senior, welcome to Xiandu Shojin Group."

A calm middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, with a foundation level cultivation, said respectfully: "I don't know what you need, Xiandu Shojin Group will wholeheartedly meet your requirements."

This time when he came, Jiang Ding did not cover his figure, and the faint initial pressure of the golden elixir spread in all directions.

No. 21 synthetic gold is not a one-time transaction, but a long-term transaction that may last for hundreds of thousands of years.

If you still hide your head and show your tail, you have lost some of your grace. As for the source of spiritual stones.

War merits, scholarships, out-of-bounds battlefield captures, etc. are all reasons.

To say the least, even if there were no such reasons, he would not be afraid.

Within the Immortal Sect, as long as you do not seriously violate the laws of the Immortal Sect, you are absolutely safe and there is no need to explain the source to anyone.

"Hello, a certain amount of synthetic gold No. 21."

Jiang Dingdao.

"No. 21 synthesized Geng Gold, a certain amount?"

The middle-aged monk was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and said respectfully: "Senior, please come this way and please wait in the office for a while. This is beyond my ability. A Jindan-level salesperson will be with you soon."

He left in a hurry.

The surrounding environment changed hazily, and soon, a bright office appeared around Jiangding, equipped with tea seats and sofas. Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see the busy production process of the steel factory.

"The illusion of Taixu is very scary. There is no flaw in the changes in my consciousness. Tell me that these are all true..."

For the first time, Jiang Ding scanned the surroundings with his golden elixir consciousness comparable to that of Yuanying, and his heart was shocked.

This thing is so commonplace that it can be used by ordinary people. Unexpectedly, even with the Nascent Soul level consciousness, there is still nothing that can be seen. Just like it has been for more than a hundred years, there is no difference during the college entrance examination.

"The Taixu Illusion Realm should be part of the Immortal Sect's defense system, responsible for the attack and defense of spiritual consciousness, ghosts, illusions, etc."

An idea came to Jiang Ding's mind.

"Ha ha!"

"I guess it's Da Ri Jianzi. Who else needs so much No. 21 synthetic Geng Gold besides you?"

The pressure was looming, and a kind-hearted fat man appeared in front of him. He was dressed in a golden copper-coin Taoist robe and bowed his head from a distance.

"Jin Daqian, I have met fellow Daoist Jiang."

Jiang Ding's soul trembled instinctively, and he looked at the opponent, the sword of destruction was looming, and then he restrained himself.

He quickly followed Jishou and saluted.

"Senior Jin, although we are doing business, the customers are the boss, so it is normal to keep a low profile, but it is not like this."

Jiang Ding gave a bitter smile: "Others who saw this and didn't know it thought you were a Golden Core cultivator and I was a Nascent Soul cultivator."

The visitor turned out to be the general manager of Shojin Group, Jin Daqian, a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Companies fully controlled by the Xianmen Asset Committee do not have a chairman. The general manager is the highest position and has a great say in the company's operations, personnel and production.

"What's this?"

Jin Daqian said with a smile.

"As cultivators of immortality, those who are masters come first. Any Taoist disciple is enough for Yuanying cultivators to treat them with courtesy."

The two chatted for a while.

Jiang Ding explained his intention.

"Senior Jin, I need No. 21 Synthetic Geng Gold, one portion per year, and there may be an increase in the future. I wonder if I can get a discount?"

Jiang Ding said straightforwardly.

During his growing up career, he had not yet learned skills such as bargaining, and because he did not need them, he was unable to develop them.

"One per year?!"

Jin Daqian looked shocked, and looked at the Jindan monk in front of him carefully. He really suspected that the other person was Yuanying, and that he was the Jindan cultivator.

Richer than him!

Thinking about it for a long time.

"Fellow Taoist, let me start by saying that No. 21 synthetic heptin is a controlled material and cannot be traded with outsiders."

Jin Daqian reminded.

(End of this chapter)