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Chapter 296 Dyson Sunglasses Sword Domain Materials

Zongmen discussion hall.

"Uncle Junior, it's really too much."

Zhou Lingwu said angrily: "That's enough for normal times. At this time when the sect's survival is in danger, the Foundation Establishment Pill is so precious. How can it be rewarded to a disciple who has little hope of establishing the Foundation?"

No one paid any attention to him.

Many tired foundation builders in the hall were sitting cross-legged and meditating. Many people were injured, and it was not uncommon for them to have broken limbs and arms.

"There is no need to say these words again."

The head of the Seven Feathers Sect is a disciple of the Supreme Elder, named Lei Linghe, who has a peak foundation-building cultivation level. He sighed: "My junior uncle has made great contributions to the sect. With this seniority, even if a foundation-building pill is thrown into the fire, How dare others say anything in the pile?"

"Uncle Junior, hum!"

"This time when the sect is about to overthrow, even the Supreme Elder and Master Zhou are working desperately for the sect. We and the younger generation have suffered countless casualties. So what is the duty of a master?"

"I've just been hiding in Jinling Mountain!"

Zhou Lingwu said coldly, his tone full of resentment, and he would not let go of this matter.

"This is a matter for the elders. It's not for you and me to comment."

The leader, Lei Linghe, had an ambiguous attitude. He seemed to be persuading, but also seemed to be adding fuel to the fire.

The surrounding Zhu Ji was moved and thoughtful.

The nine orifices bear golden fruits,
It seems to only take seven years to mature.

The peak foundation-building monk of the Zhou family, Zhou Yulong, also happened to end his imprisonment at this time.

It's a pity that it has little to do with them, monks in the early and middle stages of foundation building.

Many Foundation Establishment monks sighed deeply and did not participate in the increasingly noisy debate in the hall.

……

Jinling Mountain.

After Liu Sanqi left, Jiang Ding summoned the three maids of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

More than ten years have passed, and the girls have grown up. They are all different in appearance, body, and shape. Their temperaments may be cold, charming, cute, or enthusiastic. They are all extremely beautiful.

Cultivation is generally at the seventh level of Qi training, and there is an eighth level of Qi training. You should be able to reach the peak of Qi training before the age of 55, and start to break through the foundation.

They all stared at the young man in Tsing Yi in front of them with implicit or direct admiration, who had not changed in more than ten years, the real master of Jinling Mountain.

"Manager Liu has returned home. I don't want to bring in new people to get along, so I need a new head maid."

Jiang Ding was watched by so many people, but he did not stimulate his social fear attribute. He casually pointed at a plump woman with a warm and gentle temperament at the late seventh level of Qi training: "What's your name?"

"Slave Xia Tu."

Xia Tu suppressed his excitement and curtsied.

"From now on, you will be temporarily responsible for the duties of Manager Liu Sanqi, and the treatment will be the same. If there are no big mistakes in the future, that will be it."

Jiang Ding said lightly, not paying much attention to these things.

"Yes, the slave will definitely do his best to complete the master's important tasks."

Summer Rabbit curtsied.

Jiang Ding's consciousness briefly scanned the other 11 people.

"I've seen you, Manager Xia Tu."

The remaining maids were unwilling to give in, but they had to salute her, and they were all excited for a while.

"Owner,"

After the salute, a beautiful woman with a cold temperament and a tall figure named Dong Xue, who was at the eighth level of Qi training in the memory, boldly asked: "Why choose Manager Xia Tu? The slaves are the ones with the highest cultivation level."

"I need people to handle general affairs, and I don't need combat power."

Jiang Ding was not angry and explained.

"That's it. Thank you Master."

Dongxue backed away with disappointment on her face.

Come to think of it, how could a prodigy of swordsmanship value a mere level of Qi training?

However, there are always things that a maid needs to handle that require strength.

Thinking of this, she became excited again. "Just handle matters in the mountains as normal."

Jiang Ding waved his hand.

The twelve maids bowed their knees and bowed, and then left.

The mountaintop was quiet again.

Jiang Ding took out a specimen from the storage bag sent by Han Lin. It was shiny silver and rolled into water droplets, with characteristics of both metal and liquid.

"Another high-value mineral, a second-level spiritual material, Poison Silver Ore, also known as Mercury Silver Spirit Gold, is produced as a by-product of gray ironstone mining in Lanshan Iron Mine."

Jiang Ding said to himself, with excitement in his eyes.

Strategic specialty!
No reason, just because this is one of the most important weapons of the Immortal Sect, one of the main materials of Dyson's Sun Mirror Fortress. Through layer upon layer of refining, it can be refined into some of the raw materials for the mirror coating of the Sun Mirror Fortress.

"When I entered school, the formation spirit deduced that the Dyson Sun Mirror Fortress technology could be transformed into a Dyson Sun Mirror Sword Domain, surrounded by a hundred and eight thousand mirror flying swords."

"I have a hunch that these flying swords also require mercury, silver and spiritual gold as one of the refining materials."

"However, mercury silver spiritual gold is not a waste material like gray iron stone in the Seven Feathers Sect. It is a second-level material that can be refined into poison flags, miasma clouds, and third-level poisonous silver mines that are occasionally produced. It is a figure that is theoretically dedicated to our ancestors.”

Jiang Ding fell into thinking and approved Han Lin's request for a visit that Han Lin had submitted a year ago.

A few days later, a green escaping light flew from a distance, landed a thousand meters away, and walked slowly up the mountain.

Wearing a gray Taoist robe that was washed white, a young man with an aura of the sixth level of Qi training, and an extremely ordinary appearance appeared in the distance. He bowed respectfully: "I've seen my uncle, little master."

"We haven't seen him for many years."

Jiang Ding nodded.

There were many exchanges of letters, and some discussions on mysteries, but it had been almost ten years since the last meeting.

Although his reputation is not apparent in the sect at all, it can be seen that the other party must have had a lot of experience in the past ten years, and his temperament has become much more stable and profound.

"Tell me about this poisonous silver mine."

Jiang Ding had no intention of inquiring into the other party's privacy or cultivation.

Just like the other party has been collecting specimens for him over the years and has never asked a question.

"Yes, little uncle."

Han Lin bowed and introduced to him: "It was discovered when the disciple led people to mine gray iron stone. The reserves are quite rich. One kilogram of third-level poisonous silver ore was produced. The value was too high and the disciple could not keep it. He was killed by the martial arts master Zhou Ling. My uncle collects it in the name of the sect."

"I am following your instructions, and my disciples did not dare to stop me."

"Well done, just take good care of yourself."

Jiang Ding nodded and praised.

Han Lin glanced up without any trace, not as if he was sarcastic, and felt a little at ease.

Although his cultivation has improved greatly over the years, he has no confidence in his young master-uncle who is the same age as himself, even if the opponent seems to be still in the Qi training state.

Same as yourself.

"The disciple has something to ask for."

Han Lin hesitated for a moment, cupped his fists and said.

"Tell me."

"Can I ask my uncle to give me a Golden Spirit Sword Token? I want to enter the sect's library. I'm not looking for secret books, but I just want to see some secrets and... information about the surrounding world of immortality."

There is really no way.

This kind of information has a very high level of confidentiality and is not sold elsewhere. Only high-ranking foundation-building monks can access it, and it is extremely dangerous.

"The surrounding world of immortality..."

Jiang Ding was silent.

Han Lin's heart skipped a beat, feeling uneasy.

He knew that all the senior leaders of the sect would not like his behavior.

But this was the safest path he could find.

"When you find it, remember to make a copy for me."

(End of this chapter)