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Chapter 951 I'm done. I can only go home and inherit the trillion-dollar spiritual stone family business
Jiang Ding looked at his treasure house for a while, counted the number, and slowly walked to the top of Yin Yang Yuanci Jueling Mountain.

Here, the wind is howling hard.

The sky is like a mirror, and the sea of ​​clouds is at your feet. At a glance, you can see the farthest sky, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The surrounding area is filled with quasi-fifth-level spiritual veins, and the Yin-Yang magnetic pole light of the Absolute Spirit Forbidden Technique is faintly visible, making the cultivation environment very excellent.

“Yin Yang Magnetic Extremes Divine Light… that’s it.”

Jiang Ding scanned carefully with his spiritual sense for a long time and finally confirmed it.

This divine light can be integrated into the Taiqing Flying Sword, making the Taiqing Flying Sword 'light-transformed', and its speed and sharpness will be further improved.

However, this divine light is not naturally here and does not gather into one for you to pick. Instead, it is scattered throughout the world. It requires special means of condensation to make it born and come into the world. It is a very advanced technique.

The Six Paths Patriarch back then did not have this kind of technology, so he could only seal the mountain to prevent it from causing harm to the surrounding people. He also established a sect here, which at some point in time was the immortal center of Beiyuan.

After thousands of years of decline, this place may be revived again in the future.

"Similar technology exists in the Immortal Sect."

"It should be possible to condense this divine light scattered between heaven and earth into a physical entity within a few decades."

"Also, the Kiyama Tetsu family should go there as soon as possible."

Jiang Ding made a plan.

Even though he had gone through so many things, his divine consciousness at the god level processed things very quickly, and in fact only a few hours had passed.

In addition, he has blocked the transmission of information within a radius of thousands of miles, so people outside have no idea what is happening here.

Even if Xi was safe, his Jindan-level clone could not pass the information to the original body and could only guess.

The same is true for the Kiyama Iron Family.

"The Kiyama Tetsu family..."

Jiang Ding pondered.

The Kiyama Tetsu family is now the real immortal center of Kitahara!

That is where the fifth-level spiritual vein is located. Wanzhu Tianjun has been meditating there for nearly ten thousand years. If we add the time that Shuoyang Tianjun spent in meditation, it would be even more distant.

Beiyuan’s wealth has been accumulated for thousands of years, and the bulk of it should actually be there.

"I can't let my money run away!"

Jiang Ding's heart skipped a beat when he thought of this.

After the death of Lord Wanzhu, there should be no more Divine Transformation cultivators left in the Beiyuan family, and the remaining ones are very weak.

However, those Yuanying Zhenjuns could not defeat him, and they still had the ability to destroy the mountain gate and a large number of natural treasures!
"Is there really someone who would do this to harm others without benefiting himself?"

"There will definitely be one!"

Jiang Ding suddenly jumped up, flew into the clouds, and flew towards the teleportation array he had built many years ago.

Over the years, Beiyuan's hidden clone has not been idle. As his main body became more and more well-off, he built many teleportation arrays in various places in Beiyuan for escape at critical moments. Some of them have never been used for hundreds of years.

Jiang Ding found a place and disappeared in the hazy space runes.

After many teleportations, Jiang Ding finally arrived at an ordinary grassland, walked out of a hollowed-out granite chamber, and looked around.

This place is far away from the Guishan Tie family, and was left here by a hidden clone with a sixth-level concealment talisman.

He didn't dare get too close, for fear of being discovered by the Divine Transformation Monk.

Jiang Ding identified one or two directions, hid his body, and flew for several hours. Finally, he came to the vicinity of Guishan Tie's house, stood still, and looked into the distance.

"Guishan is worthy of his name..."

Jiang Ding was amazed.

What appeared before him was a black iron mountain that was six thousand feet long and six thousand feet wide... No, perhaps it was not appropriate to call it a mountain.

Because it is a regular man-made object, the size of a cube, carefully refined by humans, with smooth and regular mountain walls, located in the center of the fifth-level spiritual vein.

This is a black iron cube that is six thousand feet long, wide and high!
Seen from a distance, this is a suddenly protruding, cliff-like creation, with no birds allowed to fly, which has a certain sense of strictness.

On the cubic wall that looked like a black iron cliff, chaos runes flashed from time to time, carrying a strong aura of prohibition.

"It's not simple here. It's not simple."

"This mountain was not formed naturally. It must have been built by Lord Shuoyang after he moved mountains and filled the sea, wasting all the natural resources, manpower and material resources of the Northern Plains."

Jiang Ding quickly determined the origin of this mountain.

"It takes so much effort... It's no wonder that it's used to seal the immortal arts pollution on Shuoyang Tianjun. It's also the key to Shuoyang Tianjun not going completely crazy yet."

For a moment, Jiang Ding was a little afraid.

Immortal magic, immortal magic pollution!
This kind of thing is completely unreasonable, invisible and intangible. If you don't pay attention, no matter how great your realm is or how great your sect is, you will fall in an instant without any resistance. If you want to be exempted, ignore it, or even have the son of a true immortal come.

"Is it the head of Lord Shuoyang that is sealed inside, or is it his old body that has been contaminated by the immortal arts..."

Jiang Ding thought for a long time, then walked forward slowly. His subtle spiritual sense expanded little by little, covering the entire Guishan Tie family. He quickly passed by the so-called strongest man of the righteous path, Tiangui Zhenjun, and other Nascent Soul cultivators. His gaze finally stopped at the very center of Guishan. Amidst the layers of tight restrictions, there was a vague black figure that made people feel quite frightened.

This is a clear warning from Daozi's instinct.

"How about forget it..."

Jiang Ding was a little scared.

He is short of money and yet he is not short of money.

It is clear that he is short of money. The Star Fortress-class Super Sun plus an entire unmanned divine fleet special forces group requires 23 trillion low-grade spirit stones, including a large number of fifth-grade treasures. He cannot afford this amount of money even if he sells all his products.

You know, this price is already very favorable.

Just the special unmanned Huashen fleet army alone is worth a ton of money. One person can form an army on the Huashen battlefield. Countless warships and aerospace fighters surround the Super Sun to form a military formation. Ordinary Huashen Tianjun will flee at the sight of them.

With such power, plus the Star Fortress itself, charging you only 23 trillion is already a great discount. Since you are our own people, we will give you a discount on the cost price, subsidies, and some labor costs, etc.

If there is no Void Refining Level power, the Great Sun Sword Master in his complete state plus this fleet can sweep across the realm.

Say you don't lack money,

The immortal sect can give Jiang Ding a loan at a super low interest rate.

The application process is very complicated, with various guarantees and mortgages. No one dares to make a decision easily with so much money. It takes at least a hundred years of repeated review and approval before it can finally be issued.

"How about we talk about it after we reach the peak of Nascent Soul?"

Jiang Ding sighed sadly.

"Money is nothing. My safety is the most important thing. The situation outside is like this. I have no choice but to go home and continue to rely on my parents and inherit the trillion-dollar fortune..."

He plans to go back.

He was not at all attached to the huge amount of wealth in front of him, even though it looked amazing and was only guarded by a group of weak Nascent Soul cultivators and was within his reach.

"Let's go,"

Just as he was about to leave, Jiang Ding stopped.

He looked towards a dense forest more than a thousand kilometers away, with a look of surprise and doubt in his eyes.

……

In the dense forest, beside a stream.

Da Ai Zhenjun was born with fair skin, eyes like stars, and a handsome and elegant appearance.

At a certain moment, he suddenly stood up, bowed deeply in one direction, and said respectfully: "Junior, dear, I pay my respects to Tushan Tianjun!"

Jiang Ding was hidden in the void, his eyes traveled through more than a thousand kilometers, and he was shocked when he heard the words.

How could a mere Nascent Soul cultivator at the early stage discover me?

Could it be that there is something wrong with my cultivation system, and there is a conflict between the sword art and the immortal sect's concealment?

So much so that a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage of a small world, who is superior to the Taoist disciple of the Immortal Sect, was able to discover my existence in an instant, thousands of miles away?
You know, concealment and attack are the two life pillars of Jiang Ding's survival in the alien world!
Now, one of the pillars of support has been broken.

This terrible and dangerous result made Jiang Ding's heart tremble.

Jiang Ding fell into deep thought and self-doubt.

He did not respond to the other party's words. His spiritual sense and sword intent continued to scan his body and the surrounding space, looking for flaws and loopholes.

Jiang Ding was stunned.

He completely ignored the outside world and other people. Countless runes, formations, swordsmanship and other immortal knowledge kept passing through his sea of ​​consciousness. He pondered deeply and fell into complete enlightenment.

Let time pass by without noticing.

Before I knew it, ten days had passed.

"younger generation,"

"My dear junior, I pay my respects to the Heavenly Monarch Tushan!"

Lord Da Ai sighed imperceptibly, changed direction, and bowed respectfully.

"..."

Jiang Ding stopped thinking deeply in his sea of ​​consciousness.

(End of this chapter)