Fantasy: Wiring the Future

Chapter 11 The King’s Invitation, the Son’s Promise

Chu Tianming’s eyes fell on Jun Shiyi, his brows raised slightly, and then he asked, “Are you Jun Yue’s daughter?”

Jun Shiyi was wearing a purple dress with a soft smile on her face. Hearing the words, she replied softly, “Chu senior, yes.”

“Tsk, Haoyue Divine Body.” Chu Tianming shook his head and said with emotion, “I didn’t expect his younger generation to awaken such a terrifying talent.”

After speaking.

His eyes looked at Jiang Jing again, and without saying anything, he turned around and looked at the central square.

The talent awakening of millions of people is obviously not going to end in a while, and now the talent orb is still swaying with brilliance.

And Chu Tianming’s actions.

It’s like a signal!

On his side, the moment he turned around.

The gazes of several Sacred Land visitors were full of enthusiasm towards Jiang Jing and Jun Shiyi!

without any hesitation…

The invitation sounded one after another.

“Mr. Jiang, we really need a young hero like you very much.”

“Hmph, it’s just a defeated general of my Qingyun Sacred Land. Naturally talented people like Jiang Gongzi should join our Qingyun Sacred Land!”

“Miss…”

One after another attentive voices continued.

The Cultivation Base of these Sacred Land visitors is not bad, at least far more than the current Jiang Jing and Jun Shiyi.

but……

Facing the two of them, they didn’t put on any airs!

When it comes to the attribution of the two gods, the final result is not something they can control.

but……

If they can play even the slightest role in the process, they will definitely be rewarded by Sect!

Listening to their invitation, Jiang Jing just nodded slightly and said nothing.

As the third prince of the Dayan Dynasty in the past, he was also someone who had seen the big world, so naturally he would not make a simple decision.

In the Continent of Seeking Immortals, Sect, and Power, are divided into nine ranks!

Among them, the first rank is the highest, and the ninth rank is the lowest!

old days…

The Dayan Dynasty, which was not destroyed before, reached the third rank rating!

This represents quite terrifying strength!

If the elites of the dynasty hadn’t come out in full force, they would all be lost in the emperor’s tomb and disappear without a trace. With the background of the Dayan dynasty, they would not have suffered a catastrophe in such a short period of time.

And the second rank rating is the Sacred Land with the Holy Lord realm powerhouse!

First rank rating, also Sacred Land Sect!

but……

Only the Sacred Land Sect that gave birth to the Great Emperor in the past can be included in the first rank!

Jiang Jing’s goal is quite simple!

He’s going to join the first rank Sacred Land!

Whether there is a Sacred Land Sect inherited by the Great Emperor is completely two concepts!

What surprised Jiang Jing was…

Another divine body, Jun Shiyi, was also quite calm in the face of endless invitations.

Apparently…

The origin of this gentleman poetry is not simple, and his knowledge is not shallow.

at this time……

Edge of Skyrim!

A galloping black streamer came from far to near, quickly approaching!

His speed was far beyond imagination, and he rushed all the way, bringing a deafening roar of sonic boom!

In a moment!

The streamer pierced the sky and stopped in the clouds.

below…

The roof of the Tianjing Building.

The representative of the astrological Sacred Land showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, and hurriedly shouted: “Thundering Elder!”

Chu Tianming also looked at the sky, and said in a deep voice the identity of the other party.

“The King of Thunder.”

Jiang Jing’s eyes lowered slightly when she heard this.

He was already quite intelligent, and after awakening the spirit of Baize Lion, his wisdom was blessed.

Through a few words of communication, he quickly identified the identity of the other party.

“The king of the horoscope Sacred Land, the Elder…”

Bang!

With a slightly dull sound, King Lei Ming stepped on the ground.

His muscles were strong, and his whole body exuded a terrifying and ferocious aura.

After landing, King Lei Ming’s eyes focused on Jiang Jing for the first time, with deep appreciation in his eyes, he took a big mouth, and his voice sounded like thunder: “Boy Jiang Jing, do you want to come to our astrological Sacred Land! ”

“Before I set off, Senior Teacher Head told me that as long as you join the astrological Sacred Land, you will be the ninth son of the astrological Sacred Land!”

“Cultivation Technique, Martial Skill, Soul Essence, and Soldier Consolidation Materials, as long as they are available in my horoscope Sacred Land, you can choose!”

The roof of the Tianjing Building.

Including the representative of the astrological Sacred Land, all the visitors from Sacred Land showed their expressions of astonishment.

Born in Sacred Land, they know more about the meaning behind the “Holy Son”!

Holy Son, the leader of the new generation of Sacred Land Sect, the facade of Sacred Land!

As long as they can grow up smoothly, it means at least the position of the core Elder in the future, and the outstanding ones can compete for the Head Teacher of the Sacred Land Sect and master the huge Sacred Land Sect!

That’s someone who really stands at the top of the Eastern Wasteland.

This is the meaning of status!

And the significance of cultivation resources, not to mention more.

but……

After the shock, it is natural.

Unexpected, reasonable.

If there is anyone who can be worthy of the Sacred Land Sect and invite him as the Son of God.

So……

It must be the person in front of him, who has awakened the divine body and soul at the same time, Jiang Jing!

After King Lei Ming finished speaking, he glanced at Jun Shiyi who was not far away, then frowned, and said with some pity, “Our astrological inheritance of Sacred Land is not suitable for women, so I won’t bother you.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Jing again with more appreciation in his eyes, waiting for Jiang Jing’s reply.

Jiang Jing blinked.

It’s a little strange to be stared at by such a terrifying, rough-looking big man.

but……

He could clearly feel the sincerity of the other party.

“If I remember correctly… the astrological Sacred Land is the second rank Sacred Land of the Eastern Wasteland. Although it is sincere, it does not meet my original intention.”

Squinting his eyes slightly, Jiang Jing was about to open his mouth to refuse.

His will is firm, and since he has made the decision to join a first rank Sacred Land, he will naturally not waver.

Just as he was about to speak…

A breeze brushed his cheeks.

A figure that turned from virtual to real appeared silently on the roof.

Some indifferent voices sounded.

“My Seventh Son of Sacred Land of Lingxu, but there has been no one to choose, and it is not your turn to Sacred Land!”

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