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Chapter 602 Beautiful pictures of the Golden Emperor bathing

Jiang Ding looked at the scroll in front of him, hesitant and did not dare to stretch out his hand for a long time.

Immortal magic has pollution!
No matter what it wants or how malicious it is towards people, it is just there, simple, not caring about anything, existing forever.

It's just that it's too complicated and terrifying for ordinary people to understand. It's like if a primitive ape tries to understand modern technology and conflicts with common sense, he will inevitably fall into madness.

The brain's inability to accept this information, coupled with the real power possessed by magic, would cause terrible distortions and distortions in mortals.

I pondered for a long time,

He informed the main body to run away at any time and return to the Immortal Gate to accept the protection of the Central Array Spirit Computer.

No, this is not safe.

A fixed time should be set for returning to the Immortal Sect. Once the time is up, no matter what happens, you should immediately return to the Immortal Sect and undergo the highest-level test of soul, flesh and blood, skills, and the crucial cause and effect test.

The body did not respond.

They are just guesses.

He glanced around.

Their bodies were stiff, as if they had been poured down by a basin of cold water. They were dripping with cold sweat and hurriedly backed away, holding their hands in front of each other.

Jiang Ding took a deep breath, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and slowly stretched out his left hand to grab the scroll.

"It looks very ordinary... but people who practice the way of cause and effect are very insidious, so you have to be on guard in this regard."

Jiang Ding's hand fell on the scroll.

It seemed that he was shocked. It was the first time he encountered something of this level. He was thinking about it and considering all the conditions.

The Holy Son of Six Paths and Lie Yang Jianzi paused.

His arms were as steady as iron, without a trace of tremor.

After a long time, the main body came back with an answer, agreeing with his judgment.

"can."

"In that case..."

There were many stares from around him. When many people saw that he was so solemn, many people immediately had many imaginative guesses in their minds.

Picking it up and putting it in front of my eyes, there is nothing strange.

Move slowly, move slowly.

It feels as gentle as jade. There is no sudden explosion as imagined, or thousands of shining golden blades bursting out. It is just an ordinary scroll.

"It may be dangerous, but keep it open."

The Six Paths Saint Son and Lieyang Sword Son showed incomparable longing. They didn't even look at the inheritance tablets around them and stared at the scroll.

A clone separated by hundreds of thousands of kilometers may not be safe enough. Something like magic, even if it is just a clue, is worthy of such a standard of treatment.

Jiang Ding said to himself.

After seeing that hand stretched out, the desire and greed in his eyes became hotter and hotter, and he couldn't help but take a few steps forward, like a moth rushing to a flame.

Jiang Ding didn't care. After thinking for a moment, he used his magic power to hold up the scroll and slowly spread it out with his left hand, revealing the scene inside.

This is a very well done painting.

It's not complicated. A graceful and gentle woman with colorful hair on her temples, wearing colorful clothes, is playing in the lake. Her soaked clothes cling to her exquisite and undulating body, and the white mist is thick.

From the horizon, the setting sun shines down, covering the lake and the beauties in it with a layer of golden clouds, which is incomparably beautiful.

"It's very ordinary. There's nothing mysterious about it. I'm not sure it's what I'm looking for."

Jiang Ding sighed.

"Further confirmation is needed." He let go of the protective isolation of the Destruction Sword Intention, and his spiritual consciousness poured into it, carefully understanding every stroke and every twisted line in the painting.

This is quite dangerous. For those who practice the way of cause and effect, if their spiritual consciousness comes into contact with them without protection, it is tantamount to putting their heart vitals on someone else's blade.

But this is necessary, otherwise, it is very likely that you will bring back a painting of no value.

Cool to the touch.

Jiang Ding shuddered, instinctively feeling that something cold and sticky came into contact with his soul, and then disappeared without a trace.

Once again, he used the Destruction Sword Intent to scan his whole body, especially his soul.

Got nothing.

It's like, what was close to Dao sub-level intuition just now is just an illusion.

"Very good, very good..."

Jiang Dingxin's lake was like a mirror, with no ups and downs. His consciousness continued to look at the beauty bathing in the lake under the setting sun.

At this time, when I took a look, I immediately noticed a huge change.

Light!
Golden light!

The beauty in the lake, the lake surface, the sunset, and the sunset are all blooming with infinite light at this time. They are woven from brilliant golden threads, exuding an immortal and sharp aura, far beyond the fourth-level treasures of heaven and earth. limit.

At least the fifth level, god-level Yao Jin!
After a while, the golden light disappeared, and the sunset, the lake, the colorful palace skirts, and the beauties regained their original vivid colors.

Jiang Ding concentrated and held his breath.

The sparkling waves on the lake seemed to contain twisted lines at this time, like the flexibility of the five elements of gold;
The beauty's sword-pointed eyebrows are so sharp that they cut through the space and seem to contain the sharpness of the five elements of gold;

The little bits of pen and ink in the sunset seem to be depicting the cause and effect between the five elements of gold and the shining sun...

Each stroke contains a change of the five elements of gold. It is all-encompassing, all mysterious and abnormal, and contains various insights of an invincible person in the world.

Just looking at these, Jiang Ding couldn't help but have many inspirations for the Five Elements of Gold. For flying swords, for sacrifices, for inscribed earth evil prohibitions, and even for the secret technique of forming a baby in the sun, he suddenly had a lot more ideas at this time. I can’t wait to go into the laboratory to verify the idea.

"The research and development of the secret technique of creating a baby on the Great Sun is progressing too slowly."

An idea that he had thought about before but hid again emerged in Jiang Ding's mind: "If a large number of Jindan monks conduct verification and then dissect their bodies and souls, the progress should be greatly accelerated."

"It's not against the law."

"You can consider using prisoners from the Nine Immortal Sects, or using hostile Jindan monks, immortal sect death row prisoners, etc. Even if they are a little cruel, they are all necessary sacrifices."

"In addition, Zhang Junsheng is too lazy and always spends a lot of time on cultivation. He has very little time left to develop the secret technique of forming a baby in the great sun..."

"There are still other god-transformation monks far away, why don't they come to help me?
These selfish people only care about their own cultivation..."

"Also, Jiang Yuan and I are siblings, and may have extremely high experimental value..."

Unknowingly, Jiang Ding's face became ferocious, with streaks of green and black energy streaking across his face. The magic power in his body was running violently, attacking the meridians everywhere, trying to break free and have a free carnival.

No more benevolence, righteousness, etiquette and morality, just immersed in the ocean of knowledge, nothing outside the heart, nothing else.

Keng!
Clang!

The Destruction Sword Intent buzzes, blooming with endless light that breaks the law and destroys souls, suppressing the turbulent thoughts in the lake of the heart. Anyone who refuses to accept is directly killed and turned into powder.

Sword after sword, anyone who dares to show his head will die.

There was a clanging sound of the sword, and the violent sword intent was vented to the surroundings unscrupulously. The Jindan monk who was a little closer felt like he was struck by thunder, vomited blood and retreated violently, far away from here in horror.

Eventually, the inner lake calmed down.

Occasionally, waves rolled, but they were immediately suppressed by the Destruction Sword Intention, and could no longer stir up waves.

(End of this chapter)