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Chapter 1936: The Supreme Humiliation That Cannot Be Washed Away by the Human Sword

The weed fled madly, traveling thousands of miles before it disintegrated into a grass seed the size of a rice grain, which was buried deep in the earth, and remained dormant there.

"Damn, it seemed like a lot of karma was looking for me just now?"

"If I were a different race...it wouldn't seem to be a problem."

Jiang Ding took a deep breath.

Judging from the destiny, the human race’s way of heaven is now stronger than ever before, and the entire endless universe and starry sky are the human race’s territory.

But internally, things seem too chaotic, and internal friction is very serious. The entire system has been maintained for who knows how many years, perhaps hundreds of millions of years, and countless internal contradictions have accumulated and are about to erupt.

Don't say anything about disregarding the overall interests of the human race.

The strong humans may not treat their own kind much better.

At this moment, there must be a large number of cultivators who can no longer survive for various reasons and have to rebel. If they don't rebel, his entire family and the entire sect will be killed without a burial place!
"And the Human Race's Heavenly Dao... this is not something that can be used by humans!"

"Grass!"

Jiang Ding cursed softly.

Just now, he almost died, and he survived only because of a desperate struggle and a lot of luck.

The laws of nature are so cruel to all human beings, not to mention many powerful ones.

I am afraid that in the eyes of many powerful families and sects that have been wealthy for billions of years, it is hard to say whether the human race all over the world are really human beings. They are just piles of objects, spiritual materials, etc., and there is not much friendship among the same race.

It is even possible that the two groups are reproductively isolated, never intermarrying, and never having contact.

However, we have to admit that the way of heaven for humans is indeed fair.

Immortal Scripture,

Immortal Scripture!

This was the first time Jiang Ding came across these words in his life. Just a quick glance at them made his blood boil and he couldn't control his emotions.

"calm."

"calm."

"Based on my experience, the more powerful the scripture, the more dangerous it is. Don't panic. Now is not the right time to comprehend it..."

Jiang Ding took a deep breath.

He controlled the grass seeds to go deep underground again, into a more hidden dormant state.

This time, he recuperated for a long time, a full three hundred years, before he slowly got better.

During this period, Jiang Ding vaguely felt that countless immortal cultivators passed by on the earth. When he scanned the comings and goings of this inconspicuous grassland with his spiritual sense, he saw both powerful and weak immortal cultivators.

Three hundred years later, when the disturbed cause and effect gradually calmed down, a grass seed that had been dormant for three hundred years began to sprout, and slowly extended its roots, stems and leaves in all directions, growing a little bit day by day, step by step.

Three months later, these roots spread to an area of ​​hundreds of kilometers, constantly absorbing water and nutrients, as well as trace amounts of spiritual energy in the air and soil to grow stronger.

A year later, a root system that suddenly spread far away finally found a first-level spiritual vein.

From then on, the weeds began to truly enter the recovery period. Their spirit and soul were completely healed, and they began to grow continuously, climbing up one level of cultivation every year. In just ten years, they entered the foundation-building period, and their root system was terribly stable, far surpassing that of a Jindan cultivator.

At this moment, I finally have some power to protect myself.

Now, we can extend our tentacles further to reach out to this world, but we need more intelligence to decide what to do next.

"The Fragment of the Grass-Character Immortal Sword Scripture..."

Jiang Ding held his breath.

He looked at the highest inheritance he had ever come into contact with in his life, and activated the Great Sun Immortal Sword Soul, making preparations for protection.

Divine consciousness poured into this inheritance.

Keng!
Sure enough, the clanging sword intent burst out at the first moment.

This is a blade of grass, containing extremely sharp sword intent. A sword slashes towards his soul. It is extremely sharp and extremely dangerous. If caught off guard, it may even kill a celestial cultivator!
It's not that the power contained in this inherited grass leaf sword is so strong. In fact, the power is not much, at most the power of the golden elixir level.

But what it contained was too essential and had too high a priority, like some kind of real damage. All mana and soul defense were completely useless. It simply ignored the realm and cut off the soul essence of a living being with one sword, like a sword of the Nine Heavens from a higher dimension.

"Humph!"

Jiang Ding groaned.

The Great Sun Immortal Sword Soul was also filled with murderous intent. He swung his sword towards the Grass Leaf Sword Intent, trying to destroy it in the most violent way without any fear.

But at the same time, even though he defeated the grass leaf sword intent, his soul still felt a sharp pain.

The soul was secretly injured!
This grass leaf sword intent is too weird!
Regardless of whether you win or lose, it can hurt you, and it is an attack that directly damages the essence of your soul, which is very evil.

If it weren’t for the fact that Da Ri Jian Zi was at least a living being who had reached the seventh level of Nirvana, and possessed subtle characteristics of an immortal in his soul, this sword would have been a wound that could never be healed!
An ordinary cultivator, even a celestial cultivator, would never be able to recover from being injured by such a weak grass leaf sword intent. He would have to endure this pain for the rest of his life and would never be able to break through to a new realm. All the natural treasures of the soul would be useless.

It's simply an unsolvable sword!

"Not bad!"

"It is worthy of being called the Immortal Scripture!"

"If it weren't for the creatures of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass clan, the more they comprehended, the easier it would be to die. This is the result of the human race's Heavenly Dao helping me to make it harmless..."

Jiang Ding's heart was full of anticipation as he looked at the "Fragments of the Grass-Script Immortal Sword Scripture".

"The Grass-Character Immortal Sword Scripture!"

"The first sword scripture to pacify the ancient chaos!"

"In ancient times, the grass sword made all the monsters submit, the heads of true dragons and true phoenixes fell to the ground, the sword cultivators of the human race were defeated, their swords were broken and they died. The sword arts of the world belonged to the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass. From then on, the sword arts no longer belonged to the sword cultivators of the human race, but to the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass clan..."

The opening of "Cursive Immortal Sword Classic" is like this, as if a series of magnificent pictures are unfolding between heaven and earth.

Holy sword sites, sword sects, and sword supremes who had spent their lives killing were shattered under the seemingly weak grass leaves. The sword of racial inheritance that the overlord of the endless starry sky was so proud of was completely cut off by a weed.

The glory of kendo of an era was obscured.

There is only one strongest sword left in the Heaven and Earth Sword, which suppresses the endless universe and starry sky, and is invincible in the world.

This epic scene made the descendants of Nine-Leaf Sword Grass so excited that they could hardly contain their emotions.

"waste."

"All the human swordsmen of that era deserve to die!"

Jiang Ding had a blank expression on his face, and murderous intent arose in his heart.

In the art of swordsmanship, which he was best at, and in the profession inherited by his race, he was beaten hard by others.

It's so embarrassing!
The human swordsmen of that era didn’t deserve to live!

Such a group of weaklings were actually the sword cultivators of that era?

Damn it! How dare a group of people like this practice swordplay?
a shame.

"really,"

"These old masters are all a bunch of rubbish. When it comes to swordsmanship, I'd better look at you..."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

He continued to read.

The beginning of this passage should be the racial ideological education of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass clan, strengthening the sense of racial belonging, telling the glorious history of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass clan, achieving the supreme status of the immortal clan, and being the most powerful emperor at that time, and then mentioning the subsequent real method of cultivation.

However, it can be clearly seen that only the very beginning part is the common immortal language used by the human race.

The subsequent immortal scrolls were completely similar to those with grass leaves and bird claw marks. Jiang Ding did not recognize them at all. They should be a special encrypted ethnic language like the '0' and '1' immortal scrolls of the Immortal Sect.

The previous part of the inheritance has been cracked by the human race's Heavenly Dao, and the subsequent part is completely unreadable.

(End of this chapter)