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Chapter 1856: Jianzi, the richest man in the meteorite world
Falling Immortal World.

In a desolate starry sky, the figure of Da Ri Jian Zi slowly emerged.

Saying it is the Great Sun Sword Master doesn’t seem quite correct?
Because what appeared here were just a few ribs, a few large pieces of flesh and blood, and complete parts such as the brain, it was not a complete human form.

Only the will in these scattered pieces of flesh and blood can show that it is indeed this creature.

"This time, it should take thousands of years to recover."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

He glanced at the starry sky and confirmed that this place was not close to any living world. Often, there might not be any living creatures passing by for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years. Only then did he feel relieved, opened the diaphragm of extinction, and entered a state of extreme concealment.

The endless universe and starry sky are so vast.

If there is no specific target and no way to track the cause and effect of the breath, it would not be easy even for a supreme being to find a specific creature.

He will heal his wounds before starting to get in touch with the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm and look for what he wants.

The Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm is not an immortal gate and cannot be equated with it.

The Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm is very good to Dayi Sword Zi and has strong feelings for him as well, but these feelings come from inheritance, from the same path, and from strength, not because Dayi Sword Zi is Jiang Dingzi.

In addition, the Taiyin lineage is also a tricky existence, although Dayi Jianzi has become much more calm now.

"Heal your wounds,"

"Slow down if you want."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself and took out the storage magic weapon of the Future Son of Buddha and the Son of Xingtian God.

Just now, he had calculated the spatial coordinates of the Fallen Immortal Realm and the World of Gods and Buddhas through his spiritual sense, and the result showed that the two places were extremely far apart, the kind of distance that a Supreme Being would never be able to reach in his entire life if he simply relied on traveling. He was not afraid that Zhenyue Tianwang and other Supreme Beings would lock onto him again.

The long spatial distance is enough to block everything.

Jiang Ding took out the spiritual stones he carried with him and piled them into a small hill. Then he sat cross-legged in the diaphragm of Dharma Destruction, absorbing and exhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to heal his wounds.

The vast spiritual energy was absorbed by his soul, stimulating the regeneration of his flesh, blood and meridians. With the unbroken flesh and bones as the center, strands of flesh and blood began to grow, constantly weaving and entwining, forming a blood clot that had begun to take a human shape, and it was still growing rapidly.

Unconsciously, time passes.

A hundred years later, this bloody humanoid mass began to have skin, mouth, nose, eyes, etc., but no hair and nails grew, and its breath was soft. The internal skeleton had not really formed, like a baby.

Three hundred years later, hair began to grow, nails appeared, bones grew, and the pale skin turned rosy, and the boy began to return to normal.

Except for his weak breathing, he looked very normal.

"good,"

"This time the healing speed is much faster than before."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and scanned the organs, meridians, dantian, etc. in his body with familiarity.

Various meridians and organs have grown, but they are still very tender since they have just grown out and cannot withstand too strong force, otherwise they will be easily damaged.

This requires a vast amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, as well as natural treasures, for tempering and repair.

If all kinds of natural treasures were gathered, it would take about two thousand years to completely repair it and return it to its peak state.

The problem is there is no money.

Jiang Ding was not too worried.

He took out the storage magic weapon of the Son of God Xingtian, which was a lightning-shaped jade knife coin. The spiritual light flickered unsteadily, and purple-blue thunder emerged from time to time. It was obvious at a glance that it was not an ordinary item.

There is clearly an aura of spiritual restriction set up by the Son of God Xingtian. If any celestial cultivator touches it, their soul may be instantly destroyed.

but,

"Open it for me," "Ant."

Jiang Ding smiled faintly.

boom!
The Great Sun Immortal Sword Soul poured into the jade knife coin, revealing a blurry human figure that reached the sky and the earth, with one pupil black and one white. The dusk of the last days of the universe appeared in all directions, all paths collapsed, and the spirits were extinguished.

The spiritual consciousness trap set by the Son of God Xingtian on the jade knife coin transformed into a sea of ​​thunder with eternal thunder, forming billions of spiritual consciousness thunders that attacked this side, but they could only collapse one after another in the dusk, and the spiritual light collapsed. In the end, this terrible collapse scene even spread to the entire sea of ​​thunder.

The imprint of the consciousness of the Son of God Xingtian in the jade knife coin let out a wail, and was even unable to self-destruct the storage magic weapon, and turned into ashes in an instant.

It's just a mark of divine consciousness. Facing the Great Sun Immortal Sword Spirit head-on, resistance is just a luxury.

All obstacles on the jade knife coin were cleared!

Jiang Ding leisurely probed his consciousness into it, and his breathing suddenly quickened.

He is not a swordsman without insight.

In the past, Xianqizi had seen storage magic weapons. Although he was very poor now, he had been rich before. But now he still felt his breathing stagnate and his soul trembled.

Light!
Precious light!

Inside this small jade knife coin, the sky is filled with precious light that is as bright as the sun, and the space inside is as big as the secret realm of the small thousand worlds. The Son of God Xingtian is a man with leisure and elegance, and all kinds of natural treasures have built a world.

In this secret world, the Yangtze River is a spiritual liquid, the mountains and rivers are made up of many spiritual golds and spiritual soils, the flowers and plants growing on the mountains are various spiritual plants, and the underground is directly built with many spiritual golds. The sea in the secret world is directly a sea of ​​thunder spiritual liquid with spiritual light steaming.

Such luxury, unprecedented!

Nearly half of the great thousand world communities, many great thousand world domains, many middle thousand world communities, many small thousand world wealth, the spiritual plants and mineral deposits carefully cultivated by the agricultural gods of the Xingtian Dao Court, and the natural treasures exploited from countless human beings are concentrated here, and it is certainly only a small part of the wealth of the Xingtian Dao Court.

In ancient times, strong humans liked to use gods to manage and rule the many worlds for them. There was a reason for this, because these gods were extremely efficient in these aspects, and with the help of the authority of heaven and earth, their output far exceeded that of the management of immortal cultivators.

Now, the wealth of nearly half of the world community has only been gathered in a small part in the hands of the Son of God Xingtian, which is so exaggerated.

"The people's blood and sweat,"

"Take it with all your might, and use it like dirt and sand."

Jiang Ding sighed, "These countless natural treasures are all the sweat and blood of human beings, squeezed out to the last bit of value."

Many of the natural treasures here are purely decorative, such as the rivers and the sea. These have no practical use at all. They are just for looking good and are fiddled with at will. One can imagine how wasteful the Son of God Xing Tian usually is.

Jiang Ding's gaze passed through the clusters of natural treasures, and finally focused on several thundering mountains and the blue sea, and made an estimate.

"Thirteen ninth-tier natural treasures, most of which are of the thunder type."

"These natural treasures are not used by the Son of Heaven to refine weapons or use them, but to sharpen his own magic power and consciousness."

"It's all mine now."

Jiang Ding took a deep breath, counted and collected these rare treasures one by one.

Then, he followed the same method and made the storage bag of the future Buddha's son, and also found a huge amount of natural treasures in it, which was no worse than that of the Son of God Xingtian. Most of them were full of treasures of Buddha's light, and there were more than a dozen ninth-level natural treasures.

"Is this what Future Daoist Fellows are talking about, the Human-God Contract and the Paradise in the West?"

"A raccoon dog of the same kind."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

This moment.

With the combined wealth of the two sons of God and Buddha, Jianzi, the richest man in the world of immortals, was born.

(End of this chapter)