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Chapter 315 Which Immortal Sect are you a spy for?
Seven days of school went by in a flash.

Jiang Ding did not continue to practice swordsmanship in the Wuling Pearl, and spent all his time on healing. After a few days, he only healed slightly, and his face was still pale.

"It will take another month for the wounds on my soul to heal."

Jiang Ding made some calculations, took a breath, and felt the danger of the sword fight.

As for damaging the foundation, this is impossible.

The specially-refined top-quality magic weapon has also been tested at all levels by the central array spirit computer. As long as you don't deliberately seek death, it is impossible to damage the foundation.

It's time for get out of class to end.

An aerial fighter plane returned, arranged neatly, and a stream of escaping light flew in front of the Soul-Slaying Lord. He stood with his head held high like a nail, silently.

It was a little late, everyone else had already arrived, only one person was missing.

Attracted many dissatisfied looks.

The students here are all the top elites of the Immortal Sect, and their time for scientific research, cultivation, study, and time for refining the embryos of the magic weapon are fully arranged.

Even if it's just a few seconds missing, it's enough to put them in a bad mood.

Jiang Ding's sword intention and spiritual consciousness swept across it, and he also felt this emotion. He checked the time again and found that it was still within the prescribed range, so he ignored it.

With a flash of light, he sneaked into the spot specially reserved for him by Jin Lingfeng and An Siyan, and stood still.

Many male classmates were even more unhappy when they saw this scene.

"Combatting in the air and space system requires not only training, but also learning. You must have both."

"You should pay more attention to supplementing your knowledge on military formations after class."

The Soul-Slaying Lord spent a few seconds commenting on each student's training, and then said neatly:
"get out of class."

"Yes!"

Many students responded and were about to disperse when a voice appeared.

"report!"

A young man with a feminine temperament glanced at Jin Lingfeng and said loudly.

He is a monk in the late stage of foundation building. He is extremely skilled in commanding military formations. He can command three air and sky battalions to form a large formation with ease, and his results are among the best among many classmates.

"Say."

Lord Killer of Souls always acts with the crispness and neatness of a soldier.

"Why doesn't this classmate Jiang Ding participate in military formation exercises?"

"This does not comply with the rules of the Immortal Sect."

The feminine young man, who had been taught by the Soul-Slaying Lord for many years, said in the same direct manner, with a dissatisfied tone.

The other students paused in their steps, also showing doubts in their eyes.

Just like Jiang Ding will not deliberately pay attention to the number one scholar in the Immortal Sect every year after him, these elites in the Immortal Sect, whose youngest is three to 40 years old and the oldest who is more than a hundred years old, will also not know a person who was the number one scholar in two subjects in 11127 years.

There are many such people here.

"Give him a sword."

Lord Killer Soul glanced at Jiang Ding and chose the most efficient way to explain.

"Yes."

Jiang Ding's face was still pale and he swung his sword.

boom!
Magnetic dotted lines crisscrossed each other, and a blue flying sword exploded in the air and disappeared.

"Sword Intent!"

The face of the feminine young man suddenly changed, and he was extremely knowledgeable. While his body was retreating crazily, 18 golden spear magic weapon embryos came forward to stop him.

Fireballs, wind blades and other overwhelming spells were immediately thrown out, and the body was covered with multiple layers of shields. The reaction was standard and pleasing to the eye, and the tactical literacy was extremely high.

Ding!
The Taiqing Flying Sword appeared, and with one slash, the spiritual light of the eighteen golden spear magic weapon embryos collapsed and dimmed, and they flew away.

The speed of the flying sword passed through many spells without any pause, broke through three layers of shields, and stopped at the throat of the feminine young man.

The feminine young man's body stiffened, and the hand that was pinching the magic weapon stopped.

"Golden elixir combat power!"

"Which Immortal Sect are you a spy who sneaked into the Immortal Sect?"

he said in horror.

The other students around him looked at Jiang Ding in surprise, as if they were getting to know this new student again, keeping his appearance firmly in their hearts.

Jiang Ding did not answer his words.

"Classmate Huang Yan, do you still have any questions?"

The Soul-Slaying Lord asked.

"Report, no doubt." Huang Yan said loudly.

"get out of class."

The figure of True Lord Killing Souls disappeared.

The other students hesitated for a moment, did not come forward to chat, and dispersed.

They are all immortal sect elites with a sense of arrogance. They cannot and do not need to come forward to fawn over others. Their own abilities are sufficient.

The three of them left together.

"Why is he hostile to me?"

Jiang Ding asked in a message.

The murderous intention filled the air instinctively, and he suspected that the other party was colluding with the Xu family.

Although other students had slight mood swings, it was normal. Human beings have a slight instinctive rejection of those who are different from themselves. There is nothing strange about it.

But that person had a lot more negative emotions.

It seems to be related to the golden bell wind.

"It's not what you think."

Jin Lingfeng knew him well, smiled and said, "He was my previous blind date. My mother thinks that I am a good match for her friend's son."

"Although I don't like Huang Yan, he is not someone like Xu Jianian."

"Is it just a matter of jealousy? The competitive instinct of human males?"

Jiang Ding hesitated.

He has never encountered such a thing and cannot judge whether it is true or false.

"That's how it should be."

An Siyan chuckled.

"In this case, it's nothing."

Jiang Ding thought for a moment, then the murderous intention subsided and disappeared.

When they arrived at the dormitory area, the three of them separated. They were all more than [-] kilometers apart and lived very close to each other.

There is no need to change dormitories when entering graduate school.

Unless needed during wartime, Xianmen will not provide students with super-level resources. Even Qingfeng University will only provide top-notch resources at this level.

Unfold the blue-gold tree, close your eyes and adjust your breath for several days.

After the soul recovered a little, the figure disappeared.

Jinling Mountain.

The breeze blew, the waves of wheat rolled, the ears of wheat shone with spiritual light, the grains were full, and a rich fragrance of grain spread, which was far beyond the smell of first-order spiritual plants.

"It's been three years since we've seen each other again."

Jiang Ding glanced around with his consciousness and sighed softly.

The more I practice, the more I feel like time is passing quickly. Even though I haven't accomplished anything, a few years have passed.

Including the previous planting time, this golden spirit wheat has been planted for six or seven years. Under the nourishment of the second-order top-grade spiritual veins of Jinling Mountain, it finally grew into a second-order spiritual plant.

Ready to harvest.

Taking it for a long time should save some practice time, and there will be no erysipelas.

Keng!
The Taiqing Flying Sword was unsheathed from the center of the eyebrow, and the blue sword light crisscrossed the spiritual field, killing insects and harvesting wheat ears. Under the sword energy, the stalks and roots turned into powder and returned to the field.

Once again, one-tenth of the second-level golden spirit wheat with the strongest vitality was retained.

"Leave some of it, maybe more than a hundred years later, at the time of the golden elixir, you can eat the third-level spiritual wheat grown now."

Jiang Ding thought.

When the magic weapon is pressed, the soft rain falls, mixed with gentle metallic spiritual power, to water the planted spiritual fields.

After finishing the work in the field, I took in a small pile of storage bags and a message from Xia Tu, the new maid of Jinling Mountain.

"There are fewer specimens. The accumulation in three years is not as good as the accumulation in the past few days, and there will be fewer in the future."

"My Lanshan Copper Mine was attacked and destroyed by the monks of the Blood Slaughter Hall, and was later repulsed. The mining output of the Spirit Copper, Gray Iron Stone and Poisonous Silver Mines was halved, and it will take at least ten years to recover."

Jiang Ding frowned and continued reading.

"The Seven Feathers Sect formed an alliance with the Tushan Demon Kingdom. The Peacock King and the Red Fox Kingdom leader visited Qiyu Mountain with their generals and their children. They have been guests for several years. The Blood Slaughter Hall offensive has been reduced, and the sect's situation has improved..."

"One year later, the golden fruits in the nine orifices were ripe, and the Supreme Elder sent a letter to inform the master..."

(End of this chapter)