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Chapter 621 Ten Thousand Years of Promise
"Cleaning?"

Jiang Ding was noncommittal.

He stopped talking and stared at the clouds on the horizon, the spiritual energy that gradually gathered into a funnel shape, and the dark clouds that gradually spread over. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The surrounding maids were trembling as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

After decades, many foundation-building monks remembered the name of Tushan Sword Cultivator again, and the entire Tushan Demon Kingdom was wiped out by him, leaving no trace of armor behind.

The entire demon cultivator tribe disappeared from Tushan and became history in ancient books.

Now, will they do the same?
A few days later, billowing dark clouds gathered, covering the sky and the sun. Along with the roar of thunder, a bolt of lightning struck down, the dark clouds dispersed, and a powerful aura rose up and spread in all directions.

"The elixir is of high quality... not bad at all."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

Tian Ling basically has a success rate of over 80% for forming pills, plus some auxiliary spiritual objects, and he practices classic level skills. It can be said that forming pills is almost guaranteed, it just depends on the quality of the golden pills.

"congratulations."

"Yes!"

"In addition, mortals are not allowed to kill if they have the ability. They can just cover up."

I haven’t seen him for decades, but he still has bright eyes and white teeth, bright and moving, and he has become a monk in the early stage of Jindan.

High-grade golden elixirs are pretty good among the Tianlinggen monks, one of the top ones.

The first maid of spring, Spring Sword.

Jiang Ding said calmly: "No orders are allowed, and gatherings are not allowed. If you need to form an elixir, you must apply in advance and get approval before you can find a place to form an elixir."

"From now on, continue to lurk."

"Congratulations."

Thunderclouds gathered again, dark clouds shrouded, thunder fell,
After the Spring Sword, Shang Yun, the first maid of Xia, and Shang Gong, the first maid of Autumn, also completed their tribulations and became the top-grade golden elixir.

"Meet the master."

"Don't let this happen again."

A faint murderous intention grew in his heart, and then slowly disappeared.

After a little stabilizing their cultivation, the two sisters who were abandoned babies from the collateral line of the Shang family came back hand in hand, wearing pink and gold palace skirts respectively, and bowed down in admiration.

Otherwise, there is no need to exist.

Jiang Dingyan's words are concise and concise.

Where the thunderclouds dissipated, a woman in a green dress flew over. The aura of the newly born golden elixir was conspicuous. She came to him, her long skirt covered the ground, and bowed deeply: "I have met the master."

The three maids all stood up and looked at their master with bright starry eyes. They couldn't help but feel disappointed when they saw that he didn't make any more moves.

Obviously they are both Jindan cultivators, so they should be worthy of it...

maid group,
This is his guard cover in another world and the extension of his rule. Regardless of his ability, he must obey orders according to the agreement.

Jiang Ding nodded and continued to look at the horizon.

"This time I am eager to get rid of the elixir, so please forgive me, Master!"

Chun Jian and the other three golden elixir cultivators said solemnly, bowed and obeyed the order, and bowed down together with the 108 female foundation-building cultivators around them.

It's been a long time.

"Master, can we speed up the search for the Beiyuan baby girl and expand the size of the Tushan maid group?"

Chun Jian asked in a low voice: "After the Golden Pill, the scale of the military formation we can control is larger, and we can better serve the master. However, due to insufficient numbers, I am afraid that we will not be able to shoulder the master's major tasks in the future."

After forming the elixir, the little inflated thoughts immediately disappeared without a trace.

Tushan Sword Cultivator's reputation spread throughout the Northern Plains, and his deeds were spread word of mouth among the casual Golden Pill cultivators. Many people yearned for him and wished they could serve under him.

Subordinates are not indispensable to him.

If there is no loyalty, there will be no value. At any time, a large group of golden elixir monks who are willing to serve can be drawn out in Beiyuan, and an army can be formed just by speaking.

"No, continue to use hiding as your highest goal."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

The tall female foundation-building cultivator closed her eyes, opened them again, regained her daze, and looked around.

"……Yes!"

Chun Jian and the other three golden elixir monks were silent for a long time, and then saluted again to the tall woman whose will had left.

Golden elixir monks need territory, a third-level spiritual land.

Otherwise, your cultivation will be stable at best, but it will be difficult to make any progress. In their golden years of cultivating, they have just been promoted to the Golden Elixir. When they should be high-spirited, they remain humble, silent, and lurking, feeling unwilling to do so.

However, what can be done?

……

On the other side, Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

"Is it a mistake to develop power before growing up?"

Jiang Ding said to himself.

He's revisiting decisions he made in his youth.

Chun Jian and others were unwilling to give in. He could clearly feel it through Tianguang Yaoyang Taoist Flying Sword. This was normal. The new Jindan monks had their own needs and desires.

But it doesn't fit his strategy.

Wouldn't it be better if, like Tushan Fairy City, one becomes invincible and then develops subordinates that meet the needs?
In total, it was only a delay of more than one hundred and two hundred years.

Moreover, the golden elixirs of casual cultivators such as Master Baimei can also be used. Each side takes what they need. It doesn't mean that if they don't cultivate it themselves, no one will use it.

"Let's talk about it later."

Jiang Ding shook his head, turned around and flew towards the Wei family.

This is the duty of his avatar.

The delay of Nianxu has been too long, and it cannot continue to be blank. Animal Spirit Fairy City must maintain 24-hour monitoring.

He concealed his figure, flew for a long time, passed through the formation of the Wei family, and entered the ancestral land for meditation again.

His appearance changed and he became a simple and honest middle-aged monk, exactly like the ancestor of the Wei family.

"Ancestor."

Not long after, Wei Qingqing came to see him. After bowing, he said: "Big changes have taken place in the Animal Spirit Fairy City. Most of the Jindan direct line of the Hei family has died. Hei Louxi and other Hei family's collateral lines have the overwhelming upper hand. It has begun. In charge of the Immortal City of Animal Spirits, all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures are allocated to the monks from the side branches, including Qi training, foundation building, and golden elixirs."

"I heard that Hei Louxi, her mother Hei Chenghong and others recently convinced Hei Chengwu, the direct clan leader of the Hei clan who had returned from a remote land of immortal cultivation. They have been officially recognized by the Yuan Ying ancestor and will soon begin to accept the Hei clan. He inherited the Nascent Soul and officially became the young patriarch of the Hei clan."

"If everything goes well, Hei Louxi will be the young master of the Hei clan, form the Black King's Army, and follow Yin Dao, the Holy Son of Six Paths, to participate in the battle of the Royal Court."

"Hei Chenghong, the leader of the Black clan, Hei Chengwu?"

Jiang Ding was slightly startled.

It seems that these two people were imitated by him in the Tushan Fairy City back then and would become possessed by him within twenty or thirty years.

Now I estimate that the time will only be five or six years, and the time is coming.

However, it doesn't matter. If you die, you will die.

"In other words, with the recognition of True Lord Shencrow, the direct line era of the Hei family has ended, the reform has been completed, and will we enter the era of rule by the paralineal line of the Hei family?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"This must be a bolt from the blue for the Beihara family, right? After all, the system that has lasted for thousands of years has undergone major changes."

When it comes to this kind of political struggle, Wei Qingqing, the de facto ancestor of the Wei family, is considered a professional, and he is willing to listen to her judgment.

"Indeed."

Wei Qingqing bowed with a solemn look on his face: "But whether it is truly successful depends on the attitude of the Guishan Tie family. I heard that they have sent the Yuan Ying ancestor to the Animal Spirit Fairy City."

"Guishan Tiejia?"

Jiang Ding was thoughtful.

Guishan Tiejia,

The leader of Kitahara's righteous path, the family that holds the ceremony!

For thousands of years, regardless of whether they are good or evil, the direct descendants of the families in Beiyuan have never stopped paying tribute to them. In all weddings and funerals above Qi training, the succession of the young master, the succession of the clan leader, the promotion of the ancestor to Yuanying, etc., there must be iron The testimony of the family members ensures that the direct bloodline of the ancestors rules the world.

Once a side clan, surnamed Yuan Ying, appears, or surnamed Jin Dan causes rebellion and threatens the rule of the twenty-eight families in Beiyuan, the Guishan Tie family will deal with it.

When encountering something that cannot be dealt with, the monks of the Guishan Tie family summoned reinforcements from all major families to join forces, such as killing and expelling the newly promoted Yuanying.

Every year, the twenty-eight direct descendants of Beiyuan offer a large number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. For what reason?
It is to ensure the pure rule of direct blood!
Let’s forget about the Great Sun Sect, they really can’t defeat it.

Now the leader of the Hei clan, Hei Chengwu, has made a ten-thousand-year promise to the Guishan Tie family for justice.

What will happen to the Tie family?
Will he kill Hei Louxi and other collateral Jindan cultivators with lightning, and kill all the remaining Jindan cultivators of the Hei clan?

What will happen to True Lord Divine Crow?

These might be interesting.

(End of this chapter)