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Chapter 1160 My Great Sun Swordsman, Goodbye

The gathering place was chosen to be under the sacred banyan tree, near the secret realm of sleep.

When Jiang Ding came here, he took a whole look at this sacred tree whose roots spread across the entire planet, and whose branches and leaves broke through the atmosphere and extended into the starry sky.

In the past, when he was young, he thought that this was a big tree, an ancient and exotic species that the immortal sages had encountered by chance.

Now, it is clear that this is not a big tree at all, not a life, but a terrifyingly huge bionic robot. It is a plant-like robot made by countless geniuses of the immortal sect using countless natural treasures. It is the host carrier of the central array spirit computer.

Every leaf and every branch of this starry tree are quasi-magic weapons personally refined by the immortal sages. Beneath the bark, trunk, and leaves are circuit spiritual components and formation runes and patterns.

If someone could cut open a leaf, they would be able to see these mysteries and discover the circuit and spiritual components.

This is not some ancient alien species!
Rather, it is a super project that will benefit future generations and was created by countless outstanding people and sages who put in countless efforts!

The reason why this super bionic robot takes the shape of a big tree is because this form is most suitable for absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transforming the chaos of the void, and absorbing the starlight of the universe.

Jiang Ding was in a daze, lost in thought.

An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng were not surprised. They each held one arm and dragged him towards the crowd.

"Hey, you guys are here!"

Master Gulin greeted them with a smile and looked at the three of them with a teasing look.

Around them, Ouyang Hui, Liu Xiong, and many other Nascent Soul cultivators of the same generation all looked over here. Seeing the young man in green who looked just like he did a thousand years ago, they all felt sentimental.

They have reached the end of their lives.

And the other party's life seemed to have just begun, in the form of a cub of the realm overlord.

"Hello, Mr. Gulin."

"Hello, Teacher Ouyang... Teacher Liu..."

Jiang Ding woke up quickly.

He greeted these former teachers one by one. Although the age difference between them was not big in the thousand-year time scale, a teacher is still a teacher.

"Jiang Ding, long time no see."

Ouyang Hui sighed.

Today, everyone was not talking about general matters, but telling each other about their experiences over the years, recalling the past and their expectations for the future.

People of my peers have gradually passed away, and there are only a few people around me who I can confide in.

"What is the situation of the war in the Horned Underworld?"

Jiang Ding asked casually.

The Jiaoming Realm is related to the life and death of the Jiuling Realm. He has been paying attention to it through the military internal information of the Immortal Sect. However, no matter how detailed the military internal information is, it is not as detailed and intuitive as the personal experience of these Nascent Soul cultivators who have just retreated from the battlefield.

"Same old, hiding and lurking."

True Lord Gulin recalled for a moment and said, "Strategic planning is the job of our predecessors. Our military service is very boring. We just lurk in the depths of the starry sky of the Flame Stone Star Region, hiding all the time and in a state of war. We do not interfere with the various small worlds in the Flame Stone Star Region."

"Among them, the ones who carry out the most missions are the Shadow Demon Abyss monks and the Immortal Sect monks. Their individual combat capabilities far exceed ours, and they often carry out some lurking missions outside the Flame Stone Star Region."

"Especially Taiyin Swordsman Yu Qianzi. She has begun to show combat power above the peak of the Spiritualization Stage. She has made rapid progress in various assassinations and concealment, and has made many contributions. This has accelerated our infiltration outside the Flame Stone Star Region."

“As for the rest, I don’t know.”

Although she is the daughter of God of Machines, God of Machines will not tell her any confidential matters unless she holds a high position.

This is not in compliance with regulations and is not necessary.

"I see."

Jiang Ding nodded, but did not reveal any secrets to show off, which would have attracted everyone's attention.

He knew better.

Basically, he has access to all the top secrets of the Immortal Sect, because he is the strongest individual force in the Immortal Sect, a quasi-emperor. Although he does not command a large army or hold a position of real power, he has a very high position in the Immortal Sect system and has extremely high authority.

In the current battlefield of the Horned Demon Realm, the nine major immortal sects are trying to ambush and kill several ancient emperors and dozens of great emperors, paralyze the defense system of the Horned Demon Emperor clan at one time, and then mobilize the entire nine major immortal sects' refining armies to attack the Middle Thousand World where a large number of powerful people from the Horned Demon Emperor clan gather as an upright army, destroy all the defenses here, and exterminate the entire Horned Demon Emperor clan.

It's certainly difficult.

The ancient emperors and the great emperors are all powerful men who know everything about the world. They are also from powerful clans that have produced the Horned Emperor. They have experienced countless life and death trials to get to where they are today.

If they were so easily ambushed, they would have died a thousand times and would never have become emperors.

Physical cultivators focus on exploring their physical abilities and potential, and possess terrifying beast instincts. They often sense and reverse the location of many heavenly secrets before they are even touched upon. They are extremely unreasonable. Often, setting an ambush is even more difficult than defeating a great emperor or ancient emperor head-on.

If one wants to set an ambush successfully, it places extremely high demands on the secrets of the nine major immortal sects and the immortal technique of concealment. If one is even slightly off and reveals the slightest flaw, one may end up making things worse and be ambushed instead.

Of course, this kind of war involving an entire realm is still relatively far away from Jiang Ding. He knows about it, but he is not qualified to speak.

All this is thanks to the many senior immortals and the eight great powers.

"I hope our slumber will go smoothly."

True Lord Gulin hoped, “If something unexpected happens and we have to wake up from our slumber, then we might be able to meet sooner and fight side by side.”

"hope so."

Jiang Ding nodded.

The thousand-year sleep is also very important to him, and it is best not to interrupt it, so as not to affect the generation of the power of order in the sword world.

Many Nascent Soul cultivators chatted for a long time, ranging from their childhood, to the various embarrassing moments they encountered while studying, to the wars in various places, and also talked about their younger generations, children, and many naughty students.

After so many years, many friends have gotten married. For example, counselor Liu Xiong had a daughter in his old age and married a female cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage. Now that little girl is also here and has become a foundation-building cultivator.

There are also people who always stay alone and walk the path alone.

There are two types of monks, each half and half, and each is walking on the path of their own choice.

Everyone was chatting casually. There was no drinking, singing or dancing. Everything was very plain, just like these Nascent Soul cultivators who had experienced countless ups and downs and finally returned to a peaceful life.

Before we knew it, several days had passed and the party had come to an end.

"Ha ha!"

"Everyone, don't be so serious."

True Lord Gulin stood up, drank the spiritual tea in the cup, and then walked towards the secret realm of sleep in the sacred tree Futian Banyan without any nostalgia, and waved his hand behind him: "Goodbye, fellow Taoists! See you after you become a god!"

"I hope that I can see you again a thousand years later, and we can drink another cup of spiritual tea."

"And, father, goodbye."

She glanced in one direction.

There, God of Machines nodded slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Gulin, see you again in the Spiritual Transformation Stage!"

Jiang Ding and other True Lords raised their glasses to see him off.

Afterwards, one by one, the Yuanying Zhenjuns, either alone or in groups, walked towards the secret realm of sleep, and their figures gradually disappeared in the trunk of the sacred banyan tree, temporarily isolating themselves from everything in the immortal gate, quietly waiting for the ranking of the opportunity to become a god, to be born, and then to come out and break through to become a god.

There were only three people there.

"An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng."

Jiang Ding looked at the two women and vaguely remembered the first time they met.

At that time, they were competing for the first place in the Xianmen Cold Weapon College Entrance Examination. Then there was the war in the Huangtong Small World, and then it was college time... Scene after scene, it was all the time they spent together, the life they experienced together, and all the nostalgic things during that time.

However, all this is about to come to an end after a thousand years.

"I wish you a smooth sleep and a successful promotion to the God Transformation Stage."

Jiang Ding said nothing more and raised his glass to say farewell.

"Jiang Ding, goodbye."

Jin Lingfeng was a little disappointed.

"My Jiang Ding, the future great master of the Refining Void, the Lord of the Unity Dao, the young True Immortal, goodbye."

An Siyan smiled gently.

"Ah."

Jiang Ding nodded lightly.

He quietly watched the two women's backs, and saw them disappear into the trunk of the sacred banyan tree. He stood there in a daze for a long time.

Then, one person left.

(End of this chapter)