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Chapter 1043: The Immortal Arts of the Sun Sword Pavilion

"moon,"

Jiang Ding summoned Yue Ling and asked softly, "The eight great immortal sects are about to repair you. Is there any possibility that they are setting up a covert move to control or monitor you?"

Dainichi Lake is his home.

This is where he practices all year round, and it will also accompany him in his conquests to ensure that he will not be bullied by the Void Refinement level cultivators. They have a very close relationship and will not tolerate any deviation.

"real?!!"

"Jianzi, you are not mistaken, are you?"

Yue Ling was cheered up.

"Is such that……"

Jiang Ding explained to her the origins, especially about the Jiaoming Realm.

Not long ago, the central array spirit computer authorized Yue Ling and gave her the right to know this secret, because in the future, the sealed Dayi Tianchi will accompany Jiang Ding into Jiaoming Realm to carry out missions.

"Horned Demon Emperor Clan?! Horned Underworld Territory?!!"

"oops!"

"Pity."

"Sword Master is really unlucky."

Yue was stunned, slapping her thighs repeatedly, and said with great regret: "If he could be more patient and wait until this era to launch the war to devour the eight great immortal sects, perhaps the result would be very different."

“Not to mention that we still don’t know if there is anyone in the Horned Demon Emperor Clan who is above the Refined Void level. Even if there is, the Sword Master may be able to kill him.”

"God is so cruel to the Sword Master. He cannot possess so many powerful talents."

she sighed.

"Jianzi, you are really born in a good era. There are not only the Ten Great Daoists in the realm, but also the vast Jiaoming Realm. As long as you kill them one by one, what's the point of refining the void?"

Yue Ling suddenly became excited.

"A great opportunity is right before our eyes."

"You may even have the hope of surpassing the expectations of the Sword Pavilion ancestors of all generations and reaching an even more distant realm."

"Ten great ways?"

Jiang Ding focuses on different things.

"Yes,"

Yue said as a matter of course: "The eight major immortal sects, plus Daozi Gulin, plus the one from Taiyin Sword Sect who barely qualifies, shouldn't that be ten?"

"Is there more?"

Her eyes were sparkling.

"wrong,"

"Nine."

Jiang Ding corrected, not wanting to argue with her: "Tell me about the restoration of the Eight Immortal Sects. Will this affect us? I need a definite answer."

"I will never be attacked by the eight great immortal sects."

“That’s certain.”

Yue's voice was sonorous and powerful, without a trace of hesitation: "Jianzi, you don't know that the Great Sun Lake is one of the supreme masterpieces of Jian Ge's swordsmanship. It is composed of the corpses of successive sword masters, their sword intent, their natal flying swords, and their final obsessions. It is equivalent to a "swordsmanship" that spans endless time. It is not the shipbuilding technology that Dongji Demon Sect talks about."

"This is the sword technique that has been performed by all the Great Sun Sword Masters of all generations."

"If you are promoted to the Refining Void in the future, you will also master this sword technique. You can choose to perform it at the end of your life, at the cost of your entire soul, flesh, blood, and sword will, so that your sword path can continue."

"In the Great Sun Lake, there has been an attempt to generate life..."

Yue Ling hesitated for a moment and said, "I tried to generate a kind of immortal technique, a sword technique. It cost the lives of successive Great Sun Sword Masters and lasted for many years. I don't know if it will succeed in the end. After all, it is an immortal technique."

"However, this is the common aspiration of all generations of Great Sun Sword Masters. It doesn't matter whether it succeeds or not. We just have to keep going, generation after generation."

"Sword Art!"

Jiang Ding was shocked.

Even he felt that the Great Sun Sword Pavilion was too arrogant.

They are just a force at the Lianxu level, unable to transcend the Lianxu level, yet they dare to create a magical technique. They are really too arrogant.

"Where is the sword magic?"

The next moment, Jiang Ding immediately asked, "In the core of Tianchi."

Yue Ling said directly: "However, Jianzi, I suggest you don't watch it, because you will die."

"Your strength is too weak. Even though the technique that the Sword Pavilion is trying to create is far from being comparable to the real immortal technique, it is still the final crystallization of the soul and sword will of the Great Sun Sword Masters of all generations."

"You are not qualified to watch now."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Ding was silent.

This reaction was beyond Yue's expectations. She thought the person in front of her would definitely be dissatisfied and would argue about something.

"In short, the Great Sun Lake is the supreme creation of the Sword Pavilion Sword Dao."

"Jianzi, don't worry."

Yue patted his chest and assured: "The eight great immortal sects and the Dongji Demon Sect have no qualifications to get involved in Tianchi. Their sword skills are..."

She scoffed.

"All they can do is to take back the power left in the seal on the Great Sun Lake, no longer restrict anything, and then invest a large amount of fifth-level natural treasures needed by the Lake to activate the immortal will that already exists in the Lake itself and allow the Lake to repair itself. They don't need to cast any spells."

"Tianchi can do all this by himself."

"That's good."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly: "In a few years, the eight major immortal sects' Divine Transformation cultivators will come with the Refining Void Decree. When the time comes, you can contact them and be polite. Just let them seal it. Don't withdraw the remaining power. I still need it."

Used for sword practice.

After becoming a spirit, one can use these remnants of the power of refining emptiness as targets to hone his sword intent and swordsmanship, making him an excellent opponent.

"Don't worry, Jianzi, I won't kill them."

Yue readily agreed.

"Don't always want to kill others. Sword cultivators should value peace."

Jiang Ding's face darkened.

"Got it, Jianzi."

……

Under the Sun God Tree, Jiang Ding closed his eyes and practiced, refining his flying sword for several years.

One day, he opened his eyes and flew out of the Big Sun Lake. He kept flying until he landed near a remote teleportation array in the realm and stood still with his eyes closed.

A moment later, Shenji Tianjun also came here and nodded to him.

hum!
In a white light of space transmission, dozens of people appeared in the sight of the two.

Among these people, most are cultivators at the peak of the Jindan stage, and the rest are eight cultivators at the late Yuanying stage.

Although these eight people are Nascent Soul cultivators, their aura is not inferior to that of Spiritual Transformation cultivators. They are filled with an indescribable vigor and vitality, like rising stars.

"Senior, don't you have any disciples who can inherit the Immortal Sect?"

Jiang Ding asked in a low voice.

The strength of the disciples inherited from the Immortal Sect is still good. At the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, they are barely qualified to fight against the God Transformation cultivators.

Even though he will lose in the end, he does have the qualifications as he is a cultivator at the level of a genius in the realm.

"No need."

"No need for them."

Shen Ji Tian Jun shook his head slightly: "This kind of lurking and assassination work cannot be done with too many people. Once a disciple is captured, even if he can self-destruct in advance, it will still cause variables and make the Horned Demon Emperor clan suspicious. The loss will outweigh the gain."

"As for spying, the Shadow Demon Abyss monks are enough. They are the most professional."

"That's right, I was wrong."

Jiang Ding understood.

As he spoke, his eyes met those of the eight Daoists fatefully.

They ignored everyone else but each other, staring.

They stared at each other for a long time.

The surrounding air was faintly frozen, and a cold breath spread.

(End of this chapter)