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Chapter 1787 Discovery of the Great World Plane Channel
The conversation did not last long. Jiang Ding left behind a clone and went to take care of the military affairs of the immortal sect.

He came to the Qingmu Middle Realm and searched the world inch by inch, not missing even the place under a stone, and carefully searched for the causal aura of the ancient god's arm.

While working, he was also distracted by many things, practicing, deducing various sword techniques, and participating in various research and development projects of the immortal sect, without stopping for a moment.

This is bound to be a time-consuming process.

But it doesn't matter. A creature with a lifespan of 500,000 years has very good patience, and the so-called boredom is nothing but dust, insignificant.

Before we knew it, more than fifty years had passed.

"There is none in the Aoki middle realm."

Jiang Ding found the answer after searching the last beach.

This kind of search required the use of special causal techniques and was not a simple spiritual scan. It was not easy for him and it took him fifty years to completely search a middle thousand worlds.

"The next one is the Frost Iron Realm, which should be fully explored within ten years."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself and flew to the next world.

Intelligence from all over the Xianmen was shared along the way. Currently, the Xianmen's ten deep space fleets are searching everywhere. At the same time, the cause-and-effect tracking technique of the ancient god's arm is being optimized. The history of the world community is constantly being searched, and from time to time a new world that needs to be investigated emerges.

Most of the scientific research power of the entire civilization has been invested in it, and various past inferences are changing.

The Immortal Sect's ten deep space fleets and the Great Sun Sword Master were busy investigating everywhere.

Jiang Ding came to the small world of Hantie and randomly chose a direction to start looking for the aura of the ancient god's arm, while at the same time distractedly thinking about various scientific research matters.

"Sword."

The voice of the Great Sun Palace suddenly appeared.

"Jianzi, I have completed my investigation of all the disciples of the Taiyin and Taiyang lineages in this world community. Among them, the disciples of the Qingyou Qingyang lineage and the Taiyou Guangming lineage are both remarkable, and there is about a 10% chance of them being promoted to celestial beings."

"Among them... there is no talent to be developed."

Da Ri Tian Gong judged.

The promising talents she mentioned were naturally cultivators who had the opportunity to be promoted to the supreme being, even if it was only a one in ten thousand chance.

Only such monks can be called promising talents.

Such a result is very normal. It is just a world community, and the probability of giving birth to a supreme being is very, very small.

"Just keep looking and wait,"

Jiang Ding consoled him, "As time goes by, the Taiyin and Taiyang lineages will eventually produce talented people, as long as time is long enough."

Tens of thousands of years ago, Taiyang Jianzi gave Dainichi Jianzi a gift, which was a lot of natural treasures left in the original Sun Palace, including several ninth-rank natural treasures.

These are personal gifts from Taiyang Jianzi to Da Ri Jianzi.

Due to the relationship between the Yin-Sun Covenant, half of these gifts were deemed invalid by the Sun Palace because they did not have the permission of Taiyin Jianzi.

Due to its strong sense of affinity towards the Taiyin and Taiyang lineages, the Dayi Palace begged Dayi Sword Master to use half of these useless gifts of natural resources and treasures to train the Taiyin and Taiyang lineage monks.

Da Ri Jian Zi agreed and limited the scope, that is, only those who inherited the Tai You Guang Ming inheritance and the Tai Yin Tai Yang sword cultivators within the Immortal Sect were allowed to be trained.

After many years of calculations, the Sun Palace came to the conclusion that there was no material that could be created within this range.

"Sword,"

"Can we train Yu Qianzi? She has a slight possibility of further advancing the Yin-Yang Sword Art."

Da Ri Tian Gong asked.

"Oh?"

"Didn't you say you were training Taiyin and Taiyang sword cultivators?"

Jiang Ding asked curiously.

"The yin and yang are different, Jianzi."

Da Ri Tian Gong explained: "The Yin Yang lineage has done a great favor to the Tai Yin and Tai Yang lineage, and we must repay it. Since the Tai Yin and Tai Yang lineage has no talents to cultivate, it is not a bad idea to use them in the exploration of the Yin Yang lineage's swordsmanship."

"Can we cultivate Yu Qianzi?" she asked again.

Jiang Ding fell into deep thought.

"can."

"But we must cultivate the Taiyou Guangming inheritance and the Qingyang Qingyou inheritance at the same time."

Jiang Ding said in a deep voice: "Among them, the Taiyou Bright Sword Heritage is old with me. The previous Taiyou Bright Sword Master died in a sacred sword fight with me. I must take care of their descendants. The Qingyang Qingyou Heritage is a citizen of the Immortal Sect. For the sake of interests, I need to take care of them."

“That’s my preference.”

"Of course, if your formation logic does not allow this, I will not object, because this is Taiyin Taiyang Jianzi's personal thing."

"Of course, Jianzi."

Da Ri Tian Gong agreed immediately: "The kindness of the Yin Yang lineage must be repaid, and the interests of the Tai Yin and Yang lineages must also be taken care of. This is only natural."

After receiving permission, she fell silent again.

The Sun Palace is the heirloom of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm. She has a complete set of methods to train sword practitioners. As long as permission is given, she will complete various tasks on her own without Jianzi having to worry about it.

Jiang Ding continued to wander around the world communities, checking every place bit by bit.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of years passed.

Over the past thousand years, the Great Sun Sword Master of the Immortal Sect and the ten deep space fleets have dispersed in all directions, visiting one world after another, constantly investigating and searching for clues.

Finally, one day, Jiang Ding, who was busy in the Small Thousand World, received a piece of news.

"Devil's Heaven Middle Realm?"

Jiang Ding was shocked.

This is the information sent by Jin Lingfeng's Seventh Army. She discovered the aura that is suspected to be the ancient god's arm, but she couldn't confirm it.

This is the first time that the Immortal Sect has obtained such high-level information about the ancient god’s arm.

Jiang Ding was not impatient. He spent several years checking the entire small world he was in. After confirming that there was no aura of the ancient god, he hurried to the Demonic World.

Yuan, Shenji Shenjun, Wanji Shenjun and others and their fleets have gathered here, and are constantly calculating something in the deep sea.

The water of the deep sea, which is hundreds of thousands of feet deep, has been cleared by the Immortal Gate, revealing the seabed that has not seen the sunlight for many years.

This is a deep canyon and it doesn't look like anything special.

"How to say?"

Jiang Ding came over and asked.

"There is the aura of the ancient god's arm here. It appeared once and then disappeared."

Jin Lingfeng introduced: "Also, the space here seems to be very fragile and unstable. It seems that it will cause a devastating collapse at any time. We dare not act rashly."

“This is the rules and spatial data we got from the scan.”

She handed over a document.

Jiang Ding swept his spiritual sense over it and understood it instantly.

Everyone gathered here to discuss and argue for a long time, and finally developed a targeted exploration spell called "Temporary Space Body", which uses countless natural treasures to refine a tiny space clone. This space clone has a strong space affinity and is very weak and will not cause space collapse.

After more than a hundred years, this tiny spatial clone was finally refined.

The controller is naturally the Great Sun Sword Master, who has the highest attainments in the immortal sect's spiritual realm.

"Everyone, wait a moment."

Jiang Ding was looking forward to it.

He separated a tiny Great Sun Immortal Sword Soul and merged it into the temporary space, controlling his clone to merge into this fragile space.

In an instant, a whole new scene appeared before my eyes.

(End of this chapter)