A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Cliff edge.

Jiang Ding stood with his sword in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, and his internal energy surged in the large and small branches of the twelve main meridians. Facing the sea of ​​clouds, he continued to open up and nourish more small branches.

There are 1307 large and small branches of the twelve main meridians. These are the meridians that have been warmed and tempered and can pass through the internal force.

After experiencing the continuous doubling and increase of the Micro Zhoutian, Xiao Zhoutian, and Dacheng realm, coupled with the continuous use of Baijing Qi Transformation Pill on weekdays, it can now temper and nourish 80 small branch veins every day.

To reach the realm of 'Great Zhoutian', it takes two hundred and thirty-four days, seven and a half months, almost eight months!

If the ambition is more ambitious, then the next state, the 'Great Perfection of the Heavens', with one hundred and eight thousand meridians, would take one thousand three hundred and thirty three days, nearly four years!

I don’t know how long it took for the college entrance examination to end.

It's not that he's not strong, he was promoted to Xiantian four years later, and he was still a twenty-year-old Eagle Xiantian.

In fact, the College Entrance Examination focuses on the best group of young people from the Immortal Sect, a top Immortal force that spans many small worlds. There are many people with terrifying talents and tyrannical backgrounds.

His grades can catch up with the university's monastic department, but if he wants to strive for the top, he is far from qualified.

A red sun showed its tip, red clouds filled the sky, and the sky was already bright.

Long San led a group of guys and dozens of boys and girls who had just been released, rummaging around and picking things up, showing signs of surprise from time to time, gathering the things into the open space and sorting them away.

Most of these teenagers are from poor families. They have been used to doing work since they were young, and their efficiency is not bad.

In addition, Long San also sent someone to summon Dongling Mansion and asked the Chamber of Commerce to send people who were good at treasure hunting and spying on secret rooms to come and help.

A few hours later.

Several hills were piled up in the clearing.

The building was covered with gold and iron objects, including thousands of swords, spears, swords, halberds, hammers, etc. There were dozens of undamaged strong bows and crossbows, bowstrings, arrows, etc. placed beside them, reflecting light in the sun.

A pile of all kinds of unburned grain has also piled up into a mountain.

The last one is the smallest, but the most eye-catching.

This is a mountain of gold and silver!

The rooms of each master were searched carefully, not a single mezzanine was missed, and the high-value items such as gold and silver collected from them were placed here.

Especially when searching for the Jingtian mansion on Zhaizhu Road, they discovered an underground secret room in his room, which was filled with gold and silver, rare old medicines, martial arts secrets and other items, which dazzled people's eyes.

For this reason, Long San had to recruit five of the most reliable and innocent men, distribute weapons to them, and monitor everyone separately, without hiding anything.

"Sir, come with me, I found something..." Long San came to Jiang Ding in a hurry, with a look of horror on his face.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and was slightly surprised. He was not like this when he discovered the treasure hidden in Lu Jingtian's secret room.

He nodded and didn't ask anything.

The two of them quickly arrived at the Juyi Hall, which had been burned to coke. Following Long San's footsteps, Jiang Ding followed the dug passage into the tunnel, turned around, and came to a deep underground cave.

The cave is empty and naturally formed. Menghu Village has made certain improvements to it. The oil lamps embedded in the walls were lit again, illuminating the cave so that every detail was visible.

Turned a corner,

Jiang Ding couldn't help being shocked, his pupils dilated.

In the center of the empty cave, a thick whale oil lamp burned brightly, but what it illuminated was numerous bones scattered everywhere!

White bones with slender skeletons are piled up layer by layer here, covering the ground. There is no trace of flesh, blood or internal organs left on the body, reflecting a pale light under the light.

"...Too cruel...people like Lu Jingtian."

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed fiercely.

Continuing to walk forward, a half-dry pool of broken blood appeared in front of the two of them. From time to time, there was a rolling sound, bubbles appeared, and half-bloody bones rolled up.

"Evil cultivator!"

Jiang Ding was shocked and almost instinctively wanted to touch the tip of the rusty sword to return to the immortal gate. It took a lot of willpower to control it.

Holding the hilt of the sword tightly, he looked around cautiously.

This kind of method must be done by evil cultivators, and no matter how strong the Inner Qi Realm warrior is, he cannot do it.

"Sir, there is no one."

Long San lowered his voice, obviously frightened by this weird thing that was beyond common sense: "When we came here, we saw this on the edge of the blood pool."

He carefully took out a red blood pill from a wooden box, exuding an intoxicating sweet smell.

‘Blood Qi elixir. ’

An idea came to Jiang Ding's mind.

In the biology class, the teacher mentioned some evil cultivators from the outside world and their theories.

Some demonic sects believe that human beings are the spirits of all things. Even mortals are born with an innate energy, but they are only covered with dust the day after tomorrow.

If ordinary people can be re-refined in the way of alchemy and blood, then it is possible to return them to the innate world and obtain wisps of innate energy, which is a great benefit whether it is used to refine treasures or practice magic skills.

This is of course a fallacy.

At that time, the biology teacher also said something in a contemptuous tone. Innate Qi only belongs to individuals and has a personal aura. Not to mention that it is difficult to refine. Even if it is refined, it will pollute one's soul and body when it is integrated into the body, which is harmful. No benefit.

The pill in front of me was naturally condensed through the remaining formations using this idea. The impurities are visible to the naked eye, and the probability of death after taking it is at least 80%.

The remaining 20% ​​can probably be used to break through the inner energy. If you can't make any progress in your life, your life span will be shortened.

"Useless things."

Jiang Ding's face was expressionless, and the inner power surged in his hand, smashing the wooden box of blood pills into countless tiny pieces.

Long San instinctively felt pity in his heart, but naturally he didn't dare to say anything.

Jiang Ding pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword and walked through the broken blood pool one by one. Little details appeared in his eyes, corresponding to the Chinese and mathematics knowledge learned in class.

"Some are similar to the spirit gathering array, and some look like water condensing arrays. There are also some arrays that I don't recognize. They should be used to condense the essence of flesh and blood.

...It is very dilapidated. Even if it is not moved, it will self-destruct within a few months at most. There should be a demonic cultivator who stayed here a long time ago, arranged the formation, and then never came back..."

Jiang Ding carefully observed the surrounding terrain and environment and speculated.

"Also, micro spiritual veins!"

"There used to be a very small micro-spiritual vein here. This is also the reason why this demon cultivator stayed here many years ago, but the spiritual vein has dried up."

"It must be a coincidence that Menghu Village discovered this place."

Spiritual veins are not static. Natural spiritual veins will change with the changes in the earth's veins, either the spiritual energy will increase, the spiritual energy will decrease, or they will disappear directly. Micro-spiritual veins will fluctuate the most.

"But that's the most optimistic idea."

Jiang Ding felt heavy in his heart and did not dare to deceive himself.

"Yang Dongsheng of the Loyalty Gang, Zhou Kun, the second-in-command of the Tuotianhu who is good at military strategy, Ding Feng of the Jinlong Chamber of Commerce...who are the people and forces who can have contact with them at the same time?"

"The Marquis of Zhendong!"

Jiang Ding was greatly afraid: "If there are demon cultivators, they must be involved with Zhendong Hou!"

He had the urge to run away immediately. Without Xiantian, it would be difficult for a monk in the Inner Qi Realm to pose a threat to an immortal cultivator.

However, once gone, how does the Blue Butterfly collect it?

Counting those on the mountain, only 400,000 pairs have been collected so far, which is still more than 100,000 pairs short of 500,000 pairs.

It’s about the blue and gold potion, his path!

Keng!

Jiang Ding suddenly drew his sword, his sword aura dimmed, and chopped the remaining blood pool on the ground into pieces. The half-dried pool water soaked into the soil and quickly disappeared.

"Get a pile of firewood and burn this place down."

"Yes, sir."

Long San said respectfully without any objection.