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Chapter 619 Immortality
While Jiang Ding was practicing, he was distracted by the Kendo Hall. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but be startled.

Perhaps, thousands of years ago, far away, Shenji Tianjun and Canghai Tianjun also faced their students in this way and taught them diligently.

As the years go by,
Students died one by one, and grew up one by one, and finally became the pillars of the immortal sect such as True Lord Dinghai, True Lord Killing Soul, and True Lord Shuling.

"The years seem to be interesting."

Jiang Ding thought of something and smiled: "A thousand years from now, will someone like True Lord Jianlong or True Lord Jianyuan appear in front of me, become the president of Xianmen University, and cultivate a bunch of peaches and plums? "

"It's quite interesting to think about it this way."

Withdraw the attention of the Kendo Hall.

Part of his mind is silently calculating the research and development work of the third-order electromagnetic sword escape. From time to time, Zhang Junsheng has new inspirations for the research and development of the secret technique of forming a baby in the sun. The two of them will communicate with each other even though they are hundreds of thousands of kilometers apart. Tell your thoughts.

In these days, with a large amount of library points invested, many gods from far away have also joined in the research and development of the secret technique of the Great Sun, each subcontracting part of it, and the research and development progress has been greatly accelerated.

This is quite difficult.

It’s not that I don’t care about the descendants of the Immortal Sect,
I am too busy with my own affairs.

Some information came from Taiqing Feijian, including the appearance of his mother and sister, as well as some conversations.

Jiang Ding looked stunned, and even his cultivation temporarily stopped.

A few minutes ago, a blood relative passed away.

Anyone who asks others to sacrifice for themselves is extremely selfish and has no reason.

Under the care of his mother, Jiang Yuan, the foundation-building monk, he still could not live to the limit of human lifespan of one hundred and twenty years.

Jiang Ding knew the reason.

"what?"

They are all the spirit puppet clones of the Kendo Hall who go home every week. If he is in the Immortal Sect, he will devote all his attention to it. If he is not, he will not go.

call out!
Jiang Ding looked at the sky.

It has been like this since I was young. I couldn't bear the hardship of practicing martial arts. I thought that youth would last forever and aging was far away. It was not worth thinking too much now and causing myself trouble.

"At the age of one hundred and five."

Little Bear is a person who pays more attention to timely gratification.

"My sister's child, the child named Little Bear, is dead."

Jiang Ding has been a bit lazy these years.

Now, with the investment of a large number of library points, everything is going smoothly, everyone has benefited, and in a virtuous circle, the research and development of the secret technique of the Great Sun Conception is advancing step by step.

"Little Bear did not suffer any persecution, and there were no accidents. He just died at home. Before his death, his children and grandchildren, including dozens of great-grandchildren, gathered in a lively circle, and the sound of mourning spread throughout the neighborhood."

First have yourself, then have family, then have country.

Just as Jiang Ding himself is busy with training, flying swords, kendo hall and other matters every day, every god-forming monk has his own things to do and must follow his own path.

Jiang Ding's heart was complicated and difficult to understand.

A blue flying sword tore through the space and came through the air. It was the Taiqing Flying Sword that had just returned home. It was enough to extend the life of three foundation-building monks by fifty years, and they could live to the limit of three hundred years of foundation-building life. The longevity pill was sent home.

When I was in my fifties, I felt the passage of time, so I worked hard for a while and practiced the "Eagle Takes Off" technique.

However, an aging and declining body can no longer support the progress of the essence of life, and there are no unique talents who can go against the will of heaven.

Therefore, his efforts at this time were of no use.

I can only watch myself gradually and irreversibly aging.

Gradually despair came over me.

As a result, he gave up martial arts training and began to indulge in more alcohol and pleasure. He often stayed up late at night and hung out in bars and other places all day long. It was not until he was in his nineties that he began to restrain his temper and became a kind-hearted old man.

Until a few minutes ago, the fire of life went out.

It cannot be said that he has accomplished nothing in his life.

There are many descendants in the house. When he was dying, his children, grandsons and great-grandsons were all filial and filial, serving in front of the house and never slacking off. Just like Lin Wanqiu and uncle Lin Yong did to their grandparents in the past, the family tradition was brought about by words and deeds.

Career, although it is ordinary by worldly standards.

But for him, there was an exciting sense of accomplishment in this life, there was longing for beautiful love, there was family affection surrounded by children and grandchildren, and maybe there was jealousy, hatred, etc. This is a relatively fulfilling life.

"Okay, okay, all good, all good."

"It's enough to live your life as you choose."

Jiang Ding's heart returned to calm, he closed his eyes and continued to practice.

"It's just that he's gone after all."

"Such a life, although colorful, is gone after all."

"I don't want this. I want to exist forever and keep my laughter and my beautiful memories."

"Until...immortality."

……

On a remote grassland.

In the air, a young man with an ordinary face appeared, wearing a silver sword on his waist.

If any immortal cultivator sees it, his body will immediately tremble and he will recognize that this is Tushan Sword Cultivator with the title of Blood Demon Sword. He overcame the Blood Demon Sword a year ago and became the No. 1 Golden Elixir Demon Cultivator in Beiyuan.

The wanted notices posted everywhere in the Beiyuan family stated that he had killed hundreds of Black Clan Golden Elixir monks, and even took advantage of the situation when both the Holy Son of Six Paths and Lieyang Sword Son were hurt by sneak attacks and assassinations, seriously injuring the Holy Son of Six Paths. This is despicable. Shameless especially.

If there is a monk who can take his head, the Righteous Demon Alliance promises that he will be given an exceptional reward of the baby-making technique and the opportunity to have a baby.

Under such heavy profits, no one in Beiyuan knew about it.

Similarly, there are other rumors that are contrary to the news released by the Beiyuan family and are circulating among Beiyuan Jindan cultivators. The same spread quickly, making many Jindan cultivators desire, admire and expect.

"disease!"

Jiang Ding pinched the magic weapon and muttered something.

The ground squirms and bulges like running water, the grass separates to both sides, revealing the deep soil layer in the center, and the aura of the surrounding world is restless.

After a while,

A bulge in the soil flew out and turned into a white jade box.

It is the jade box that seals the Nine Yuan Spirit Ginseng.

"Xiao Shen, long time no see."

Jiang Ding put it into his storage jade pendant.

There is no base yet, and there is no job for it for the time being, so it can only continue to rest.

These days are considered holidays, and they will be taken off in the future.

"The current situation in Beiyuan..."

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and felt.

He has his own information channel.

That is, the group of Tushan maids scattered and lurking in the black snow prairie.

Relying on the Tianguang Yaoyang Taoist Flying Sword as the core, ultra-long-distance communication can be achieved, but the information that can be transmitted is limited, only simple text messages.

"In just a few years, no major changes have occurred in Beiyuan."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

"There have been some changes in the Animal Spirit Fairy City. The direct lineage has withered. Hei Louxi and other descendants of the Hei clan have gained control of the Animal Spirit Fairy City. True Lord Shenya did not hold them responsible for killing the direct lineage and did not execute them all."

"It is rumored by the outside world that this is the disguised recognition by the ancestor of Yuanying that the collateral line of the Hei family has become the main branch and shares the power of the direct line."

Jiang Ding quickly digested the recent changes in the situation.

"In addition, three maids are about to be promoted to Jindan."

"They are all maids of Tianlinggen. They are Chun Jian, the first maid of Spring, Shang Gong, the first maid of Autumn, and Shang Yun, the first maid of Xia."

(End of this chapter)