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Chapter 994: Falling Immortal Realm

Amidst the golden light of the collapsing formation, Jiang Ding walked into the royal court's blessed land.

As far as he could see, within his field of vision, in the Royal Court's blessed land, all the orderly blood-gold lines that symbolized man-made objects disappeared and were destroyed, including all kinds of formations that verified the Royal Court's bloodline.

This secret realm has returned to its original undefended state and no further action is needed.

Jiang Ding came out of this state, the blood-gold net in his eyes disappeared, and turned back into black and white again.

"Royal Court Blessed Land..."

Jiang Ding strolled in the secret realm, expanding his spiritual consciousness and exploring everywhere.

There are many formations set up here, including not only offensive and defensive ones, but also alchemy formations that are quite automated.

This formation can produce an Infant Transformation Pill every thousand years that drives Jindan cultivators crazy. It must have been built by Lord Shuoyang after he searched the world for alchemy inheritances, alchemy masters, and formation masters, and spent a lot of effort.

After this alchemy formation was built, those alchemy masters and formation masters naturally died.

From Jiang Ding's perspective, this automated alchemy formation was just okay. It did achieve its function, but the waste was quite large. At least 80% of the medicinal effects were wasted.

The surrounding spiritual medicine gardens are well built. After nearly ten thousand years of continuous cultivation, fourth-level spiritual medicines are common, and fifth-level spiritual medicines can occasionally be seen.

With just some changes and adjustments, it can be used as the main spiritual medicine garden in Tushan Courtyard, and many rare spiritual medicines can be cultivated here.

In the center of the spiritual medicine garden and the automated alchemy formation, Jiang Ding saw a name.

"God Transformation Pill!"

"Shuoyang Tianjun's obsession with the continuation of his bloodline is really stubborn..."

Jiang Ding was speechless.

The ultimate goal of this automated alchemy formation should be to use ten thousand years, through the inheritance of the 'Water Refining Pill Method', to cultivate a 'Spiritual Transformation Pill' that can help a peak Nascent Soul cultivator break through to the Spiritual Transformation stage. If one pill is produced in ten thousand years, there will be a certain hope for one's descendants to break through to the Spiritual Transformation stage.

It takes ten thousand years to make one, and it also requires a large amount of spiritual stones, natural treasures, and spiritual medicines to be continuously invested over ten thousand years.

Terribly inefficient.

Calculating the time, it has been almost ten thousand years now. There should be a Divine Transformation Pill here.

But, it didn’t.

In its place, there was a drop of black blood that was shiny and full of medicinal fragrance, exuding a rich aroma that made people feel a strong desire.

This drop of black blood seemed to emit countless wails, and vaguely one could see the faces of men and women struggling and crying. Their faces were somewhat similar to those of Yin Daozhenjun and others.

This thing should be able to prolong your life, but it has serious side effects.

It should be the work of Wanzhu Tianjun, who modified the formation here.

"Shuoyang Tianjun, you really gave birth to a big son."

Jiang Ding shook his head.

This is the family system. It is passed down from generation to generation and there is no competition. The probability of a prodigal son appearing is almost 100%.

This is the inherent laziness of human beings, that is, wanting to lie down, wanting to get something for nothing, wanting to bully the weak, and not wanting to work hard.

If there are several generations of prodigals, no matter how strict and perfect your system is and no matter what you take into consideration, it will be useless and everything will eventually fall apart.

Keng!
Jiang Ding drew his sword and slashed it with one blow, breaking the automated alchemy formation.

This formation is too inefficient and wasteful.

Apart from being useless for stabilizing the environment, it would constantly absorb the spiritual energy and earth energy of the royal court's blessed land, as well as the medicinal energy of many rare spiritual medicines to refine pills, thus affecting the growth of the spiritual medicines.

Jiang Ding wandered around for a while, wandering around the Refining Treasure Mountain, Dan Tower and other places, satisfying his childhood fantasies about the Royal Court Blessed Land. At that time, he wanted to come here, but later gave up because of the risks.

Finally, Jiang Ding came to the Sutra Library.

Here are gathered the various inheritances of the major families in Beiyuan, as well as the inheritances of many sects before the Beiyuan family era, such as the Luoxu Sect and the Liudao Sect.

Shuoyang Tianjun has considered everything and made backups for his descendants. If anything is lost in the outside world, it can be completed here and the inheritance will not be lost.

Originally, there were various formations for identifying bloodlines here. Only those with direct bloodlines could enter, otherwise they would be killed by the formations.

However, now all the defense, self-destruction, and killing formations have disappeared, allowing others to enter.

Jiang Ding's spiritual consciousness expanded and split into tens of thousands, reading the jade slips one by one at an extremely fast speed. In almost the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of books were read.

Many of the jade slips containing the exercises here were duplicates. They were included in the collections of books donated by the major families in Beiyuan, and he had read them before.

Jiang Ding has maintained the habit of reading since he began to practice Taoism.

In Xianmen, I read various skills, documents, and the latest research results on immortality in the Xianmen Library.

When he was in Beiyuan, he read Beiyuan's collection of books without slacking off. In terms of the amount of knowledge he had accumulated about the immortal way, it far exceeded that of many immortal sects' celestial monarchs.

This gave him a profound foundation in the way of immortality, including some spells and formations. As long as he wanted, he could create a set of inheritance with similar functions in minutes, which could be used for the inheritance of the Nascent Soul level sect.

Soon, a pile of books that had never been read were placed in front of Jiang Ding, forming a small hill.

Jiang Ding's spiritual consciousness expanded. Jade slips, jade stones, animal skins, and stone books surrounded him. Like dancing butterflies, they were being read and thought about bit by bit.

January, February, March...

Time passes silently, little by little.

This is not about entering information, but a process of enjoying reading, relaxing and entertaining.

As his life span increased, Jiang Ding gradually began to adapt to the time rhythm of long-lived species. He no longer rushed against time when it was unnecessary. He could spend several years doing something he liked without pursuing any meaning.

Of course, no matter what, cultivation still goes on as usual, just allocate part of the soul and computing power to carry out the practice.

During this period, the leader of the Agricultural Sect, Chun Sanwa, came here with a large number of Yuanying Zhenjun and Jindan Zhenren.

They bowed respectfully in this direction, not daring to disturb, and began to transplant and maintain the spiritual medicines in the royal court's blessed land on tiptoe, allowing these rare spiritual medicines that had lacked careful care for a long time to be rejuvenated, promoting branching and tillering, and bearing fruit.

Over the years, many exotic spiritual insects have been born in the spiritual medicine garden, causing considerable damage to the production of spiritual medicines and making them very troublesome to deal with.

However, Great Love True Lord was very fond of this. He volunteered to come and deal with it and purchased these exotic spiritual insects at a very favorable price.

Before you know it, a year has passed.

The last piece of animal skin surrounding Jiang Ding fell down and flew back to the bookshelf where it was originally located.

“It’s been a great harvest.”

"I have gained a lot of knowledge about this small world that I didn't know before."

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and opened them again, with a lot of brilliance in his eyes: "This world, many tens of thousands of years ago, when cultivators at the peak of the Spiritualization Realm could still be born and before the boundary wall was completely broken, it was possible to ascend... to the upper realm."

"A cultivator at the peak of the Spiritualization Stage may not necessarily be able to ascend to the upper realms, but this possibility exists."

"The upper realm, the name of the upper realm is,"

"The Falling Immortal Realm."

(End of this chapter)