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Chapter 1354: Three Thousand Years Later, Coming to Beiyuan Again

Jiang Ding stayed in the office of the deputy director of the Xianmen for several months, and exchanged many ideas with the real body of Jin Liu Zhenzun on matters related to cultivation, scientific research, and economics, from which he benefited a lot.

Then, he said goodbye to Jin Liu Zhenzun and stopped disturbing his work.

After walking out of the center of the Immortal Gate, Jiang Ding felt relieved.

"Without a public office, I can go wherever I want..."

Jiang Ding let out a breath.

He didn't want to join the army for the time being unless the war was urgent.

Usually, he prefers to preside over the research and development of various immortal technologies, the creation of sword techniques, the deduction and analysis of the six orders, and the practice of refining flying swords on the university campus or in the Immortal Sword Academy.

Of course, in the past few hundred years, he liked to stay at home the most, and even maintained the schedule of a foundation-building cultivator, eating only once a month.

Jiang Ding took a step forward and returned home.

boom!
Strips of fireworks burst into life, filling the entire house.

“Happy retirement!”

"Welcome home!"

Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan held fireworks and cheered to welcome them.

The two of them are now early Jindan cultivators, with a natural lifespan of 600 years. Their strength far exceeds that of the past, and their entire spirit and energy are different.

Behind the two men, there were two women.

Tianjun Siyan and Tianjun Lingfeng, they specially rushed back from the Nine Spirit Realm.

"Welcome home."

An Siyan adjusted his black-framed glasses and smiled.

"Hello."

"Long time no see..."

Jiang Ding felt some complicated emotions in his heart.

This is obviously not true. In the Nine Spirit Realm, Jiang Ding's clone and these two Heavenly Kings frequently interacted and cooperated with each other, and the gap was not a thousand years.

However, for the main body, it seems to be the first time seen in thousands of years.

"Jiang Ding,"

"We have also applied to be transferred to work on the mother planet."

Jin Lingfeng said first: "The cultivation environment on the mother planet is actually also overflowing for the Divine Transformation cultivators. It is not much different from the Nine Spirit Realm. Moreover, key research involving breaking the law, destroying the law, and forbidden nuclear weapons can only obtain the best experimental conditions on the mother planet."

This is true.

However, the cultivation environment of the mother planet is still not as good as that of the Nine Spirit Realm. This is true for all cultivators, whether they are in the Qi Refining Stage or the Spirit Transformation Stage.

The Middle Thousand Worlds have more "Taoist Essence". Being in it, it is easier to realize the Tao, practice, and break through the realm. This is the most important reason why the Middle Thousand Worlds produce so many talented people.

"fine……"

Jiang Ding was at a loss for words for some reason.

I'm just a baby...

This Heavenly Monarch will always be a teenager, forever, forever... No one can change this, even the True Immortals will always be like this...

"Come, let's eat. It's getting cold."

"Stop standing there."

Lin Wanqiu interrupted at the right time, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere, and led a few people towards the dining table.

After dinner, the family was happy, taking walks and chatting, just like the most ordinary citizens of Xianmen. When it was almost time to rest at night, An Siyan and Lin Wanqiu said goodbye reluctantly and agreed with him to have dinner together next month.

Jiang Ding stayed at home for a few years, practicing, traveling with his family, and so on.

Then, as he had done countless times before, he disappeared into his room.

...Beiyuan, Liudao Sect, Black Demon Palace.

After thousands of years, this palace once again welcomed its monarch. A young man in blue sat quietly on the black jade throne with his hand on the hilt of the sword.

At this time, he was very different from when he was at home and in the Immortal Sect.

More indifferent, more calm.

Although there was no pressure, it made people feel frightened involuntarily. He looked like a master of immortal forces, no longer so peaceful.

"How many years have I not been to Beiyuan?"

"About three thousand years."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

This period of time was not short for him who had a lifespan of 20,000 years. During this period, the Immortal Sect experienced the battle of attacking the Netherworld and the civil war among the nine major immortal sects, which lasted for thousands of years.

The territory of Xianmen has also expanded nearly tenfold, and the living space of Xianmen citizens has increased unprecedentedly.

"Let me see what changes have taken place in this world of immortal cultivation over the past three thousand years."

"Who should be killed and who should be purged..."

As the years go by, many things seem to Jiang Ding to have become very boring. They are no longer as novel and ritualistic as they were thousands of years ago.

Jiang Ding's soul connected to the Wanli Beacon Tower, an important government equipment in the courtyard of Tushan, and began to receive government data for the past three thousand years.

The tax revenue of Tushan Courtyard in the past three thousand years, the promotion and demotion of officials at all levels, the breakthrough and death of monks at all levels, the population of new monks, the population of dead monks, the increase and decrease of tax revenue of the year... and so on.

Over the past three thousand years, the accumulated amount of government data is still terrifying.

However, for Jiang Ding, who already possessed the computing power of the virtual world, it was not too difficult. It was just the political affairs of a small thousand world. For him, who had handled the political affairs of the mother planet of the immortal sect, it was a piece of cake.

He spent several months sorting out all of this.

"Not bad, unexpectedly."

"These guys didn't do anything wrong. Aren't they lawless?"

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and showed a look of surprise.

According to his previous experience, once his supervision is missing, the corruption and administrative efficiency of Tushan Court will drop sharply, led by Hei Louxi, Mu Tianxue and others.

They don't commit big mistakes, but they make small mistakes all the time. They walk on the edge of the law and reap the maximum benefits. This is their true nature.

However, nothing of the kind happened this time. There was corruption, but it was still within the normal range.

"The tax revenue in Tushan Courtyard is normal, with an average of more than 60 billion low-grade spirit stones per year. After accumulating for three thousand years, there are 1.8 million top-grade spirit stones. There are also six portions of Dayi Wumu gold mine, which can be used to refine the first synthetic Geng gold for me to use in refining the flying sword. I can use it for six times."

"It's OK. It's good for me."

Jiang Ding said with satisfaction.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he saw the twelve maids at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage standing guard outside the Black Demon Palace. They have been in rotation for more than a dozen generations, which is an extremely long time for a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. They have been guarding this silent palace.

And when he woke up three thousand years ago, the twelve maids had already disappeared in time and could never be seen again.

"Time is ruthless..."

Jiang Ding was silent for a while.

He suddenly lost the desire to summon these twelve maids.

Hundreds of years later, they will die, and I really don't want to pin any feelings on them, lest they disappear in the blink of an eye, adding to my sadness and melancholy.

Jiang Ding stood up and flew towards the sky above the courtyard of Tushan, intending to take a good look at this land where he had been in his childhood and which had great significance in his life.

At the same time, a message was sent out, and the world's God of Transformation woke up from his retreat, looked excited, and rushed here.

To this day, only in these gods of transformation can one find some of the nostalgia of the old times.

As for the others, among the billions of creatures in the world, they can no longer find a single person or creature they know, and they don’t even have an enemy anymore.

(End of this chapter)