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Chapter 928 Mid-stage Nascent Soul
In the Sun Abyss shrouded in endless light.

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged under the tree.

In the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun within a radius of 1,200 kilometers surged into the body and dispersed into the meridians and dantian.

After going through layers of purification and transformation, it turned into tiny bits of magic power, and was forged into a profound Taoist foundation that ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators could not imagine. For this, he gave up his rapid progress in cultivation.

If a Taoist devotes all his energy to pursuing the speed of cultivation, it would be extremely terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, during a period of seclusion, he may go from being at the same level as you to being a senior, and a powerful one among the seniors, with a solid foundation.

However, no Daozi would do so.

They have no shortage of resources or security, and their position is extremely stable. They face no challenges and need to seize every moment.

Every Taoist always focuses on refining the void and things above refining the void.

Their foundation of Taoism is all based on this standard, and they are afraid of even the slightest deviation.

Anyone who dares to allow any slight flaw in their foundation of Taoism will inevitably create an irreconcilable feud, even if his cultivation level improves greatly as a result.

Even the descendants of Lianxu are no exception. At most, they can hide their hatred deep in their hearts.

However, no matter how deep the foundation is or how slow the cultivation speed is, there is a limit after all.

At this time, as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun poured in, they were transformed and absorbed by the Wanhua Magnetic Yuan Meridian of the Nascent Soul Chapter, and finally formed a ray of pure and pure magic power, containing electromagnetic, heat, destructive, and sharp aura.

This ray of light can cut off a mountain.

Tick ​​tock!

This strand of magic power dripped into the Dantian, creating ripples in the Dantian, as if penetrating the space and spreading to a far place.

A feeling of fullness filled Jiang Ding's dantian.

This is the bottleneck that makes many immortal cultivators shudder.

Every cultivator will encounter this problem more or less in his life because their talents, skills, resources, luck, etc. are different.

"Finally, I have reached the limit of the early Nascent Soul stage..."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, and a golden color flashed by.

"Then, let's break through."

Jiang Ding's thoughts moved.

Keng!
The mirror-lake-like Dantian sea began to stir up waves, transforming into a blue-gold sword, condensing an indestructible sword will. The light on the tip of the sword was so dazzling and sharp that people dared not look directly at it.

The long sword condensed from magic power gently stabbed upwards and touched the bottleneck of Dantian.

Click!

At the moment of contact, dense black cracks appeared on the transparent invisible bottleneck with the tip of the sword as the center, like a spider web.

Just like that, the extremely stubborn bottleneck, which was integrated with the cultivator's soul and magic power and could not be escaped even by taking over another body and being reborn, collapsed into powder all over the sky and dissipated.

The magical power of the Wanhua Magnetic Yuan Sutra, which filled one third of the dantian, was no longer hindered and rolled into the next level.

Jiang Ding's aura also continued to rise, and suddenly it surged. It took a long time for it to stabilize and reach a new level.

The middle stage of Yuanying,

Achievement!

"Sixteen years old!"

"Middle stage of Nascent Soul!"

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and said excitedly: "I would like to ask, who in the world is stronger than this Heavenly Monarch?"

"No! No more!"

"The son of a true immortal is like me. No, when a true immortal was young, he should be like me!"

"Hahahaha!"

He opened his mouth without any image and laughed out loud, the sound was heard for a hundred miles.

Yue Ling: “…”

Is this really the Great Sun Sword Master?

Is there anything wrong?

The Great Sun Flying Sword is gone, are you sure you're not mistaken?
Yue Ling checked the status of the Big Sun Flying Sword again.

She suspected that she had been bewitched by some secret method, which led to the misunderstanding.

This is not impossible, the Dongji Demon Sect can always come up with some strange spells.

"Now, it's time to work!"

Jiang Ding stopped laughing, and a trace of scarlet light flashed in his eyes: "Xi Ping'an, right?"

"Xu Yan, right?"

"Xu Jianian, right?"

"Back then, you took advantage of my youth, innocence, tenderness, cuteness, kindness and generosity to bully me. Now—"

"It's time for retribution!"

"The broad-mindedness of this Heavenly Monarch is well known to everyone in the realm."

"This is not a personal grudge, but for the sake of peace between realms and to enforce justice!" That's right.

This is Dainichi Jianzi.

Yue Ling stopped checking the Sun Flying Sword repeatedly and felt an extremely familiar and déjà vu feeling in her heart.

"Who first?"

"To fight against foreign aggression, we must first stabilize the country. It's you, Xu Yan."

"Let's travel to Xujie!"

The scarlet light in Jiang Ding's eyes gradually subsided, and he returned to his well-behaved and cute appearance. He took out his cell phone and called Lord Mie Ri.

“…beep…beep…”

Waited for a while.

“…beep, beep…beep, beep…”

"What's going on? Sun-Destroying Heavenly Monarch doesn't answer the phone?"

Jiang Ding showed a look of doubt and fought again.

I called several times, and it was the same every time, no one answered.

"In seclusion or something?"

Jiang Ding tried several more times but couldn't get through, so he changed the number and called Canghai Tianjun.

"Jiang Ding, what's the matter?"

This time it went smoothly and the call was connected after a few beeps.

"Senior Canghai, didn't we agree to travel to Xujie? Why didn't anyone notify me? Or did you go there by yourselves without asking me?"

Jiang Ding said dissatisfiedly.

"Oh!"

"I forgot!"

Canghai Tianjun suddenly realized, slapped his thigh and said, "This is my eldest brother who is doing it. He has been contacting people and pestering Yuan to grab this job over the years. Many people are competing for it and we are all waiting for his news."

"But, my elder brother has been..."

"Cough cough!"

Canghai Tianjun coughed and felt a little embarrassed.

He thought about it and felt that the person in front of him was his own, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about: "He recently got into a fight with someone and was locked up. He won't be out for another two years."

"If you want to see him, you can only visit him once a month on the 30th or at the end of the month. The same goes for phone calls."

"In February, on the 27th or 28th, if it is National Day, there may be an extra opportunity to visit the prison."

Canghai Tianjun looked very familiar.

"Senior Mie Ri has gone in again?"

"Okay, two years is two years."

Jiang Ding was a little disappointed. He chatted with Canghai Tianjun for a while and then hung up the phone.

then,

Seal up the prying Moon Spirit.

The next moment, after driving the power of Tianchi and leaving a crystal wall shell in the original place, Dayi Tianchi and Jiang Ding disappeared in orbit together.

……

Somewhere in the soulless desert.

A young man in green appeared in the void and disappeared in an instant. He used his spiritual sense, which was more powerful than that of many gods, to sweep the surrounding space and the earth, carefully examining every inch of it.

"No breath remains."

"No living creature has been here in a hundred years."

"Xi Ping'an, you can't do it either! You can't even find it here. I'm very disappointed."

Jiang Ding snorted.

He probed his spiritual sense into his sea of ​​consciousness to check the changes that had taken place in the Tushan Maids Group over the past seventy years.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, dots were scattered in all directions. There were only about 80,000 maids left out of the 180,000 maids, and more than 20,000 had disappeared.

It may be that their life span has come to an end. After all, most of them are cultivators in the foundation-building stage, and seventy years is a long time. It is also possible that they died in fighting. After all, the world of immortal cultivation in Beiyuan is not peaceful.

There are nineteen maids in the Nascent Soul stage.

"Oh?"

Jiang Ding was a little surprised.

It seems that the Tushan Maids must have strictly followed the order to lie in ambush.

In addition, Xi Ping'an should not have spent a lot of effort to attack Tushan's maid, otherwise the number of Nascent Soul cultivators would not have been so large.

(End of this chapter)