A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 998: A hundred years passed in a flash, and the Immortal Sect held a meeting of the Heavenly Monarchs
Jiang Ding silently looked at his last relative in the world.

Listen to his vision;

Listen to his complaints;
Listening to his various arrangements, arranging various things for after I leave...

"When I leave, you will be alone."

"You are the last person left in this world."

Lin Yuanwang sighed: "Don't worry about anything. A cultivator is just a person. I have been like this for many years, and you have been like this for many years. There is nothing wrong with it."

"As time goes by, you get used to it."

"Ah."

Jiang Ding nodded lightly.

The two chatted for a long time, talking about their childhood, Jiang Yuan, their grandparents, their uncles and aunts, and Jiang Yuan's daughter Xiaoyun. She has been promoted to the Golden Core realm, has experienced many hardships and trials, and is not very close to this side.

After staying for a few days, the two waved goodbye.

Before leaving, Jiang Ding advised Lin Yuanwang not to lose heart and to keep working hard.

Lin Yuanwang agreed, saying that he would not become completely decadent and would continue to practice after being busy training the younger generation.

……

Amid the whistling wind, Jiang Dingfei broke through the atmosphere and returned to the Tiangang orbit.

The melancholy in his heart gradually eased.

These hundreds of years of life have not been spent in vain after all, and I have gradually become more open-minded about some things.

Of course, one of the important reasons is that he is not a believer in narrow-minded bloodline concepts.

In Jiang Ding's mind, there are many people who are like family members in the Immortal Sect. They are all fellow Taoists walking on the same path. They can rely on each other, chat, ask for advice, and watch the young Immortal Sect swordsmen grow...

There is an endless stream of people joining the same path.

His emotions did not completely lose their anchor, so he did not have that feeling of loneliness as if he had completely fallen into the abyss and was the only one left between heaven and earth.

At this time, Jiang Ding somewhat understood the feelings of Xu Yan, Shuoyang Tianjun and others.

Cultivators are also human beings, and they always need emotional anchors in life.

Some people regard their blood relatives as all their emotional support and do not want to lose them, so they often fall into extreme madness and lose all moral constraints.

Of course, understanding is understanding, but it does not mean it is correct.

One person has a home, and millions of people also have homes and their own relatives.

Wantonly slaughtering and destroying other people's homes for the sake of one's own home is ultimately wrong, and death is only natural.

This is the wrong path.

It can be seen that Xu Yan, Shuoyang Tianjun, did many things that violated the bottom line for the sake of his blood relatives, almost at all costs.

But eventually, their relatives died one after another. Even if the family had multiplied for hundreds of generations, hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of millions of people, and these people called themselves ancestors, they were no different from strangers.

No matter how much we reproduce, there will never be any more relatives like mothers and brothers and sisters in this world.

Only those who walk with the great path will always appear and accompany you.

"Try hard, my cousin."

Jiang Ding whispered.

He will still help the last active relative in this world and give him an extra chance to conceive a baby, but whether it will succeed or not depends entirely on him.

The cold laws of nature cannot be changed by human will.

Birth, aging, sickness and death are the cycles of heaven and earth.

Even at this moment, Jiang Ding had a kind of enlightenment in his heart.

Even if I can take control of the universe and reverse time in the future, I may not be able to resurrect the people in the past, because my self at that time must have reached a state similar to the Supreme Forgetfulness of Love, and may not have the same emotions as I have today.

Return to the Dayi Tianchi Lake.

Jiang Ding's spiritual sense swept around.

Master Liu Futong of the Battleship Design Institute is still busy.

The same is true for Wang Xianlan and her students from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences. Their efforts have paid off, and many places in Tianchi have been rejuvenated.

Beside the Moon River, there grows a large grove of trees called Iron Sword Trees, with flowers in full bloom and Moon Spirit Butterflies dancing in the white mist, a magnificent sight;

Along the Riyan River, there grows a large area of ​​fiery red sword bamboo, and various lava fish swim through it;
These species, such as the Iron Sword Wood and Flame Sword Bamboo, are very well adapted to the environment of the Dayi Lake. These plants themselves are extremely excellent sword materials and treasures. They can be refined into flying swords, recyclable missile embryos, etc. If they grow fully, they will be a huge fortune every year.

The emergence of these species is partly the result of screening of species that already exist in nature, but most of them are the results of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, which continuously induced mutations in the Da Ri Tian Chi and finally screened out the species with the fastest growth and the highest output value.

There are tens of thousands of these species, and they are still growing, which continuously increases the species diversity and ecosystem diversity in Dayi Tianchi.

Thanks to their efforts, in less than ten years, the speed of the Big Sun Lake's circulation seems to have increased a bit, about 20% to 30%. You know, now these species are just in the initial growth stage, not yet mature, and this effect has already occurred.

If these species were to fully mature and form ecosystems, the effects would easily be multiplied dozens of times.

"It's worthy of being the Agricultural Science Academy of Xianmen!"

Jiang Ding was delighted and ordered, "Yue, prepare bonuses for them. Make sure they are satisfied."

"The sword has been given to me."

"After seeing the effect, I give it once every three years."

Yue Ling couldn't help but admire: "In some aspects of spiritual plant planning and cultivation, the Dongji Demon Sect has surpassed the Qingmu Immortal Sect and is much stronger than it was three thousand years ago."

"That's good."

Jiang Ding automatically ignored the hostility of Yue Ling of the Sun Sword Pavilion towards the Immortal Sect.

He came to the Sun Abyss and scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and found some changes. There were some golden moss-like things on the ground.

These golden mosses find it difficult to survive in the harsh Solar Abyss. They have to constantly face temperatures of tens of thousands of degrees Celsius and the destructive burning of the Great Sun Sword Intent. They are slowly dying and are expected to all be extinct within two years.

"Sword,"

"They call it sun moss,"

Yue Ling explained: "It is still in the breeding process, and it may take hundreds of years for it to stabilize. It can nourish and enhance the Great Sun Sword Intent, and increase the sharpening effect of the Great Sun Sword Intent on sword cultivators. It is also a top-notch natural treasure, and may be effective in enhancing the sword intent."

"Jianzi, what you are seeing now is the young state of the sun moss. When it matures, it will turn into dots of light floating in the air."

“But they said it’s not certain, the project could fail or succeed.”

She looked amazed.

The Dongji Demon Sect can always find many strange but really useful things.

This is better than the Qingmu Immortal Sect. The Qingmu Immortal Sect can only choose from the existing inheritances and never considers developing a new inheritance as an alternative.

"This is normal."

Jiang Ding agreed.

Scientific research is like this, constant trial and error, and high costs, but once there is output, the results are also very good, and dozens of times of profits are common.

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged in the Sun Abyss.

The Sun God Tree broke out of the ground behind him, and its branches connected to the Tianchi Formation, forming a dazzling sun between the shades of the trees, melting all things in heaven and earth.

Great Sun Gold and piles of gold-based natural treasures and all kinds of other materials poured into it, being melted and transformed into the foundation of the Great Sun Tiangang Divine Prohibition.

Jiang Ding used his spiritual consciousness and sword intent as a pen and all the gold in the world as ink to carve the twenty-first Tiangang restriction bit by bit in the Taiqing Flying Sword.

While refining the flying sword, his soul allocated part of its computing power to practice, teach, develop the mysterious art of the great sun, read the latest research documents on the immortal way, and perform multi-threaded work at the same time.

Especially the mysterious art of Great Sun Transformation, which involved a large amount of his spiritual computing power, and he led tens of thousands of sword practitioners in the Kendo Hall laboratory to work together.

At present, according to the calculations of the Central Array Spirit Computer, the Great Sun Chemical Mystic Art requires 36,000 years of research and development time.

Thirty-six thousand years.

Very helpless, that's all.

The later the stage is, the more advanced the knowledge of immortals is touched upon, and the more difficult it becomes to research and develop. There is nothing that can be done about it.

The half of the Mystical Transformation Technique that the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace Mighty was forced to give cannot be used now. It must be repeatedly verified for hundreds of years, otherwise it will probably be calculated by the Tianji Mighty in an instant.

In this way, Jiang Ding indulged in cultivation, refining flying swords, deducing mysterious arts, and learning new immortal knowledge. He gained something every day, was very interested, and did not feel bored.

Time flows like water, passing day by day.

unconsciously,

One hundred years have passed.

……

One day, Jiang Ding woke up from his practice, opened his eyes, and looked at an official confidential email in front of him, and his heart trembled.

"Citizen Jiang Ding, the Immortal Sect will hold a Heavenly Monarch Level meeting in the Golden Palace in ten days. Please be there on time."

"Violators will be subject to military law."

After hundreds of years, it comes again.

The last time Jiang Ding, a civilian staff member of Qingfeng University, received such a harshly worded document was during the Realm War. At that time, the situation in the realm was precarious and the Immortal Gate could be breached by the eight major immortal sects at any time.

This time, something huge must have changed.

(End of this chapter)