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Chapter 498 Immortal Sect Ruler

As they walked into the center of the leaves, everyone stopped even whispering and sat down around a stone platform.

There was originally a person here.

A kind old man, wearing a simple gray robe, without any pressure, looked blank, like a puppet, looking at the sky in trance.

Jiang Ding held his breath involuntarily.

There is no exaggeration to say that the person in front of me is the most outstanding person among the hundreds of millions of creatures in this realm in the past three thousand years!

With the body of a god and the foundation of the sages as the foundation, he takes the lead in participating in the battlefield of virtual refining, thus laying the foundation for the hegemony of the Immortal Sect!

As for why he was in a daze now, he had some guesses in his mind.

If there are no accidents, they should be deducing the path from Xianmen to Lianxu.

As a cultivator at the peak of God Transformation, this is the only way he can make his clone sleepless and forgetful of food and sleep, and only wake up at specific times.

Boom, boom, boom...

The melodious bell of class rang, and layers of substantial sound waves spread in all directions.

"Hello teacher!"

Including Jiang Ding, all the Golden Pill and Foundation Establishment monks stood up and bowed, as if they were in a classroom in elementary school many years ago.

There is no substantial difference between the two.

"Oh, is it time for class again?"

"Where did you talk about last time?"

The old man in gray robe regained some clarity in his dull expression, and his eyes showed a look of confusion. After a moment, he came to his senses and said, "Students, open page 11100 of "Infant Wedding" in the 7642 edition of the Immortal Education Edition."

Jiang Ding hurriedly contacted the library and opened the relevant pages of "Jie Ying".

This is a general textbook for doctoral students in the Immortal Monastic Department.

Although it is just a general textbook, the level of confidentiality is quite high. There are no paper books. Every time a lower-level monk reads it, he needs to make a relevant knowledge reserve judgment to avoid going crazy or being used by outsiders.

"...The Nascent Soul of a cultivator is a highly condensed product of his spiritual energy, spiritual energy, spiritual energy, and mana. It is a semi-spiritual creature artificially created by cultivators of all ages in order to live forever. It is naturally compatible with and can control aura.

The Nascent Soul has been able to exist for a long time without the body. For the Nascent Soul, the body is a cottage-like existence and is no longer necessary. However, at the same time, we must also see that the body plays an important role for the Nascent Soul and is a further hope. …”

Yuan said slowly.

The voice is soft and soothing, starting from the principles, telling the surrounding cultivators about the formation of the Nascent Soul, the past history, current research, etc.

What falls on everyone's ears is different, and the teaching process is tailor-made according to each person's cognition and practice.

Often just a few words can make a difficult problem suddenly clear.

Teachers at all levels of the Immortal Sect, including Zhenjun Dinghai, etc., their teacher is this person, their teaching skills, and their attitude towards students are all the same.

Yuanyuan is the sixth generation who inherited the educational philosophy of the deceased Wu and achieved great success.

It can even be said that in terms of pure teaching ability, he surpasses Lianxu.

His shortcoming is that he does not have the inheritance of refining the void.

Only one person can face the countless millions of years of immortality passed down by the eight immortal sects, and the accumulation of immortality by countless immortals, so he is often at a disadvantage.

Time flies,

During the lecture, three months passed unknowingly.

"...At this stage of childbirth, special attention must be paid to the changes in the aura of heaven and earth and the laws of movement, so as to control it and gather their power."

"It's best to start this kind of exercise now."

Yuan Dui's lecture came to an end and asked: "Do you have anything you want to ask, students?"

He usually won't talk about specific techniques, formations, talismans, etc. These are matters for Zhenjun Dinghai and others.

However, if you have any questions about this, you can ask.

"Teacher, Chapter 7 of the Golden Elixir of the Wanhua Magi Yuan Jing..." Jiang Ding quickly seized the opportunity and asked himself about one or two difficult problems in his recent practice. He always felt that it was not smooth, but he Can't say anything specific.

"here……"

In a few words, he pointed out the existing problems.

"And here, here, here... I don't quite understand it, I don't understand it enough."

Jiang Ding didn't show any shame. He pointed out seventeen or eight things in a row that he felt he didn't understand well and asked the teacher for advice.

Occasionally, there are times when I still don’t understand something after explaining it several times, so I ask again.

"If you are in the art of swordsmanship, you can think of it as a sword..."

Yuan was very accustomed to this kind of teaching. He explained this problem from various angles over and over again, and he quickly found a teaching method that could make it easier for the student in front of him to understand.

Between teachers and students, you come and go.

Soon, another month passed.

"Classmate Jiang Ding, how is the progress of your research and development of the secret technique of creating a baby?"

When get out of class was about to end, Yuan suddenly asked.

"very difficult!"

"Progress is very slow!"

Jiang Ding perked up, raised his head, and said eagerly: "The secret technique of forming a baby on the Great Sun, even with partial inheritance, is still too difficult, both for Teacher Zhang and me."

"We don't have enough knowledge, we don't have enough foundation in the immortal way, and the difficulties we encounter are beyond imagination. We may need to enter deep sleep and undergo research and development by several generations of researchers before we can succeed."

This was the common conclusion reached by Zhang Junsheng and him after several months of developing the secret technique.

The secret technique of forming a baby in the sun is already the top Nascent Soul-level spell in the world. Even Zhang Junsheng can be regarded as a dragon or a phoenix among people, and he can be regarded as a hero among Yuanying. He is in charge of a research direction of the Immortal Sect, but it is still not enough.

Of course, Jiang Ding did not request rashly.

The time of a cultivator is very precious, especially for a cultivator who has reached the peak and faces difficulties in breaking through. In many cases, it takes hundreds of years to break through.

If you watch your life end before your eyes because you are distracted by other things, is this unfair?

It is really impolite to rashly ask others to spend a lot of time and life to help you.

"Let me do it."

Yuan nodded: "I will take some time to help you, but I am very busy and will not be stationed in the laboratory. If you encounter related problems, you can come to me and we will discuss it together."

"Thank you, teacher!"

Jiang Ding was overjoyed. He stood up and bowed deeply, his heart full of gratitude.

"It doesn't matter, this is also for my path."

Yuan waved his hand, looked at the sky, and sighed softly.

"Refining the void is so damn difficult!"

He cursed directly.

"I have been sitting idle for thousands of years, and the Xianmen Academy of Sciences has been stuck on this issue for thousands of years. The more we study, the more difficult it becomes. The road ahead is murky and far away, and we cannot see the specific path."

"How did the ancestors of the Nine Immortal Sects get it?"

"Is it true that there are talented people that we can't imagine, who can forcibly carve out a road in the fog?"

Jiang Ding listened honestly.

This kind of topic is too far away and profound for him. He doesn't understand anything, and it would only be embarrassing to talk about it.

(End of this chapter)