A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

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For ten consecutive days,
He spent every day like this, practicing swordsmanship, drawing talismans, and practicing small breathing techniques.

Jiang Ding lives a very comfortable life, with no shortage of resources, steady progress in his studies, no insurmountable problems, and he can see his progress every day.

zizi~
With one click, the densely packed formations on the table made a sound, and then smoke came out, and the center part turned into burnt black carbon.

"The Spirit Gathering Formation is indeed the highest level among the first-order formations. The difficulty of the Great Sun Spirit Gathering Formation has reached another level, and it failed again this time..."

Jiang Ding sighed, put down his talisman pen, and slowly recalled all the details of how he drew the talisman before, keeping it in his mind.

Fortunately, the Talisman, Talisman, Paper and Spiritual Ink are all specially made by Xianmen for after-school practice. There will be a slight reaction if it succeeds, and there will be no serious consequences if it fails. It is low-cost and can be recycled.

Compared with low-level monks outside the world who practice once and work for days or even months in vain, the difference is at least dozens or hundreds of times.

With all these technologies as the basis, the immortal sect alchemists, array mage, weapon refiner and other technical talents have been greatly enriched.

There were also monks from outside the world who wanted to imitate.

But they found that although this technology was inconspicuous and was only used by low-level monks, its technical content was extremely high. It required the efforts of the nine Immortal Sects and even invited the ancestors of the sects and a large number of high-level Immortal Cultivators. Only by participating in it can you have a chance to conquer.

Yes, just have the opportunity, that's what scientific research is all about.

So, who would dare to do this after eating a bear's heart?

The Immortal Sect is the Immortal Sect of the powerful ancestor of the sect, rather than the other way around, where the powerful ancestor of the sect serves you as a minor cultivator regardless of his or her own cultivation.

Anyone who dares to do this, even the most favored disciple, will be slapped to death.

Practice talismans, education system elixirs, optical formation recorders, eagle-flying sword techniques, magic-breaking steel...etc., etc., they look inconspicuous, but they can be seen everywhere in life.

But which one is not the painstaking work of the immortal sect's predecessors over the years, and which one can't be easily made by some genius with a slap on the head.

A large and complex immortal cultivation industrial system is needed, as well as the continuous accumulation of immortal cultivation talents and technology.

Jiang Ding suddenly raised his head and stared at the distant sky.

……

city ​​gate,
Many black-armored soldiers were shocked and inexplicable, and a large number of people dispersed, not daring to stop them.

"The Sihai Chamber of Commerce...is in trouble."

"Hiss~ Who can do it? This is Long Zhengwu, the 'Tianlong Spear' of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, a long-famous master of inner energy perfection!"

While many people were talking, Long San gritted his teeth and tightly covered his broken arm, which was bleeding from time to time.

The other members of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce were also similar. Those who had broken arms and legs, and those who were lying on the carriage with only one breath left were miserable. The number of people was more than half less than before when they left the city.

Even Long Zhengwu, the 'Tianlong Spear', looked pale and was seriously injured.

"This grudge will never be forgotten by our Sihai Chamber of Commerce!"

Long San spoke every word, each word containing overwhelming hatred.

In this battle, more than half of the elite bodyguard team was killed or injured, most of them were children of the Long family, and many of them were his uncles, nephews, who had watched him grow up as a child, and had been his playmates for many years.

There is another one, his eldest son.

Long Zhengwu, with slightly white temples, held the black gold iron spear in his hand and remained silent.

Passing by along the street, many people showed signs of gloating.

The Sihai Chamber of Commerce grew bigger and usurped the interests of many people.

And although he is extremely kind to distinguished guests, people and forces he wants to win over, he is not so kind to the people and small forces below him. Huang Deyou's friends, Xiao Cui and others know this.

At this time, it felt like the wall was falling and everyone was pushing him.

Long San's veins were bulging, as if he were biting someone. He scared the others and then calmed down.

"Uncle, I was wrong this time. I thought I could take all the profits." Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes: "After this incident, I will go to the family Luojin Hall to be punished!"

"Hongrel!"

Long Zhengwu said angrily: "Why should you let me off the hook? My son is stuck in a bottleneck. This matter is my order!"

Looking at each other, weeping silently. "Oh, Long San, why are you injured?"

A slightly shrill voice came from not far away: "Let me just say, Dongling Mountain is high and the water is deep. You are not used to walking. You are not used to walking, but you just don't listen. Is this okay?"

Long San and Long Zhengwu suddenly raised their heads and stared straight ahead.

A tall, fat man wearing a gold-embroidered toad robe, spinning two bull's-eye-sized iron balls with his hands, surrounded by a group of servants, said slowly and calmly: "Have mercy on my nephew Long Yuyue, he is so young that he has internal energy. In this situation, he may have a lot of hope in the future, but now he died here because of his father."

As soon as this person appears,

The street immediately became a lot quieter, and you could hear a pin drop.

If the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, although cruel in its actions, still has some dignity as a big chamber of commerce and always has a justified reason for doing things, this 'Spring Breeze Hand' is not so particular.

His "spring breeze" is only for friends who are useful to him in the world.

"Alas! It's also a pity that Master Long's nephew..."

Ding Feng looked pitiful and sighed sadly.

To his surprise, even though he was so provocative, the two people on the opposite side remained calm despite their blood-red eyes. They knocked over several young nephews who rushed towards them.

"Shopkeeper Ding played a better game. Our Sihai Chamber of Commerce lost this time."

Long Zhengwu cupped his hands and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Our Four Seas Chamber of Commerce has business all over the country. If we lose money here, there are other places where we can make up for it. We will see you later."

After saying that, he ignored Ding Feng's provocation and led the people away.

Ding Feng's face was filled with sadness, and his face was uncertain.

Not far away, a group of black-clad detectives who arrived at an unknown time saw that they had nothing to do and left quietly.

Bad street, grocery store.

A young man in green shirt walked out a thousand meters to greet him and stood with his sword in hand.

An invisible aura spread, and people around him automatically moved out of the way, forming a large empty circle around him.

"Young Master Jiang."

Long San couldn't suppress his emotions and burst into tears: "I, the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, are incompetent. I don't know the heights of the world. I overestimated my abilities. Please forgive me."

"All the Blue Ying butterflies accumulated in the past ten days were lost and captured by the bandits of Menghu Village."

Although he had already expected it, Jiang Ding couldn't help but frown and exude murderous intent.

"Shopkeeper Long, this is just a small matter, it's important to recover from your injuries."

Jiang Ding comforted and led everyone towards the store.

In the backyard, the three of them sat opposite each other, and Jiang Ding slowly learned the details of the matter.

"In this matter, after all, I was too greedy and forgot the ancestral precept of sharing benefits for others." Long San said bitterly: "Although I shared some gold, silver, old medicines and ginseng, how can those people be satisfied?"

"Everything before was just paralysis."

Jiang Ding frowned: "Are you saying that all the major forces in the city are involved in this matter?"

"It must be so."

Long Zhengwu, the 'Tianlong Spear', sneered: "Although he was masked and transformed, no one used the famous stunt, but how could the small Dongling Mansion have three inner-qi perfections and so many inner-qi realm warriors?"

"Don't worry, sir." Long San said in a low voice: "These people are going to great lengths to rob, and they will definitely not cause any harm to the Blue Yingdee, and the butterfly hunting in Dongling Mountain will not stop either."

"Soon, someone should come to contact the young master."

"As for this matter, our Sihai Chamber of Commerce will stop here."

He smiled grimly.

"There is ample time!"

(End of this chapter)