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 "Ding Ding has grown taller again."
 "Yuanyuan, you are fat again."
 Uncle Lin Yong teased his aunt, making Jiang Yuan resist with dissatisfaction.
 The family's dinner table is filled with Sprite, orange juice and other drinks. Except for the short period of time when they lived with Jiang's father, Lin Wanqiu's family has not been fond of wine since the time of grandma and grandpa.
 Lin Yong stopped smiling and asked: "Ding Ding, how are your recent results?"
 Jiang Ding didn't feel disgusted after hearing this.
 Uncle Lin Yong has a square appearance and a tall body. Because he is a teacher by profession, he can understand some of the awkward thoughts of teenagers in middle school and high school, and gives appropriate listening and patience, so he is very popular.
 "It's still the same as before."
 Jiang Ding said honestly: "With high ideological and moral scores, I feel that I can still improve. I am a little sure of getting close to the full score. For other cultural courses such as mathematics, physics, geography, etc., the progress is very small."
 "In the training course, within a few months at most, one can advance to the inner Qi realm."
 He doesn't plan to tell his relatives about things in other worlds for the time being.
 It is true that the Immortal Sect is a society governed by the rule of law. It is true that there are computers from all over the city's public areas monitoring the system at all times. Historically, occasionally high-level monks who seriously violated the criminal law were quickly punished or even sentenced to death. This is extremely reliable.
 However, if the benefits are big enough, there will be people who take desperate risks.
 The Immortal Sect is not a demon sect, so there are any restrictions that can directly cause death.
 Therefore, one less person knows and one less person is exposed.
 "Is your ideological and moral character close to full marks?" Lin Yong was stunned and knew that this nephew was not bragging.
 He knows the importance of approaching perfect scores in ideological and moral character.
 This means that extreme recognition of Xianmen's ideological system, at least what society and the central array spirit computer think so, can easily occupy the commanding heights of Xianmen's political correctness.
 Whether it is work or study opportunities, as long as the performance gap is not large, if the person in charge does not choose Jiang Ding, it will attract criticism.
 Do you not support the Immortal Sect enough and have other thoughts?
 "Oh, what a pity."
 Lin Yong sighed again. His score in the cultural class was a bit low. The practice class was considered good, but it obviously couldn't make up for the big hole in the cultural class.
 "Wow, Jiang Dingqian will soon be able to cut a whole potato shreds with one sword." Jiang Yuan marveled and focused in another direction.
 Lin Wanqiu patted her gently to signal not to interfere with the conversation between adults.
 "Sister, there is something you should consider."
 Lin Yong pondered for a moment and said: "You know, Yuanwang has settled down at Qianling University. Yesterday he told me that there is an opportunity in the department to redeem the blue and white Yunji elixir, and he also earned some spiritual coins. I can make up for it, and the remaining 200,000 mortal coins can be exchanged for fixed use, what do you think?"
 "If you don't have enough mortal coins, I can also borrow some here."
 There are two kinds of currency in Xianmen, spiritual coins and mortal coins.
 The difference is very simple. All goods involving the labor force and spiritual materials of cultivators must be settled with spiritual coins. On the contrary, goods involving mortal labor and materials must be settled with mortal coins.
 Many products often require both.
 The Xianmen industry is highly developed. Many weapon refining, alchemy, planting, talismans, etc. require the participation of a large number of mortals and immortal industrial machines for preliminary processing. For example, in the Rongcheng Iron and Steel Plant where Lin Wanqiu is located, the production of many semi-magical weapons is based on internal energy. The warriors of the realm used the optical array recorder to carry out the process.
 "Blue and white Yunji elixir?"
 Lin Wanqiu was stunned and asked eagerly: "But the blue and white Yunji elixir that can enhance the qualifications of a warrior without any damage?"
 There are many elixirs and elixirs on the market in Xianmen, but once you take some powerful drugs that damage your foundation, no matter how high your cultivation level is or how good your grades are, no one in the monastic system will accept it.
 Lin Yong said with some pride: "Yes, sister, it is the Blue and White Yunji Spiritual Pill."
 My aunt felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't stop her husband.
 "This elixir is too precious."
 Lin Wanqiu hesitated: "Yuanwang's qualifications are much better than Ding Ding's, and so will his future achievements. If it delays his cultivation..."
 "Don't worry, sister!" Lin Yong waved his hand: "Yuanwang is from the Taoist Department of Qianling University. This spiritual coin is nothing to him, and this is his cousin. What's wrong?"
 "He came up with this himself, otherwise how would we know these things?"
 At the end of the sentence, a smile appeared on his face, and he was very relieved.
 "That's right, sister." My aunt also helped: "You and Lin Yong are siblings, so don't be polite."
 "Then...thank you very much."
 Lin Wanqiu nodded hesitantly: "I still have some savings, which I will transfer to you tomorrow. Thank you Yuanwang."
 …
 Sending off my uncle's family.
 Lin Wanqiu sighed: "My younger brother is still reliable."
 "Mom, do we have enough money?" Jiang Ding asked. Maybe we should speed up the exploration of other worlds and at least get some money.
 "That's pretty much it. I just have to be frugal in the next period of time."
 Lin Wanqiu sighed. For her, she could save on clothing and use, but she couldn't bear to eat.
 "I have some savings..."
 Jiang Yuan hesitated for a long time, then reluctantly raised his hands, his face wrinkled into a mess.
 "good!"
 "You will be responsible for paying for the groceries from now on!"
 Jiang Ding and Lin Wanqiu said in unison.
 Jiang Yuan cried sadly.
 After the family cleared the table, cleaned and threw away the trash, Jiang Ding returned to his room.
 Put on your gear and open your eyes.
 In the vast mountains, the mountain wind blows, setting off a green wave. The traces of yesterday's bonfire can still be seen through the drone.
 After hesitating for a moment with his sword on the spot, Jiang Ding walked up to the trail and walked towards the outside of the mountain.
 A few hours later, the mountain trails gradually opened up, and the grass that grew from time to time on the road also disappeared. Pedestrians gradually began to come and go, mostly farmers cutting grass and firewood in the mountain countryside.
 When they saw Jiang Ding, a young man in a green shirt with a long sword on his waist, they all gave way and no one came close.
 Jiang Ding's expression moved slightly.
 From the drone's perspective, there were people fighting on the road a few hundred meters away from here. There was blood, and people fell down from time to time.
 Zooming in, there are more than ten donkey carts on one side, carrying more than ten people, loaded with goods, using the carts as support to resist the siege of dozens of masked men. Not far behind these masked men is a tiger skin flag several meters high. , majestic.
 It seems that there are more people than the siege, but the situation is not one-sided.
 All because there was an Inner Qi Realm warrior in the caravan whose life aura intensity was as low as Gong Caiyu's.
 The other guys are pretty capable too.
 Among those masked men, there was also an inner Qi realm. Except for a few, most of the others had tattered clothes, and their combat effectiveness was worrying. Only some bloody warriors could be commended, but there were enough of them.
 Under the siege, the caravan crew continued to suffer casualties, and the Inner Qi Realm steward was also wounded. There was no hope of escape, and his face was full of despair.
 Jiang Dingyi was surprised: "Is there really a warrior in the inner energy realm who is weaker than Gong Caiyu?"
 After walking to the edge of the battlefield in a few steps, Jiang Ding held his sword still and heard a faint roar.
 "Who are you, dare to steal the goods from my Sihai Chamber of Commerce?"
 "Hero! Our Sihai Chamber of Commerce has business all over the country. We have always been friendly and prosperous, and we have many friends on the road. Is there any misunderstanding here?"
 A group of masked men did not answer, but became more ruthless.
 Especially the masked Inner Qi Realm warrior, who danced with an iron spear like a tiger, heavy and ruthless, and could poke a fist-sized bloody hole in a person's body if he wasn't careful.
 "who?"
 Jiang Ding was fascinated by the show, and heard a loud shout in his ears.
 Phew!
 The loud shouting was not a warning. Using the cover of the sound, two crossbow arrows shot through the air, and then three tall and strong masked men with long spears rushed towards them in a cross-shaped formation. They were well-trained.
 Keng!
 Draw your sword and show your sword style!
 A bright arc slanted, deflecting two powerful crossbow arrows, and the long sword pointed diagonally at the ground.
 "I was just passing through."
 Jiang Ding looked at the three people rushing towards him, and a certain bloodthirsty desire quietly grew in his heart.
 "Suffer death!"
 The three bandits stabbed their throats, chest and abdomen with their three spears in no particular order, like giants with three heads and six arms attacking at the same time.
 The most important thing is that they did not feel the unique inner energy aura of inner energy realm warriors.
 "Killing people at every turn..."
 Jiang Ding frowned, not liking this kind of social custom.
 Taking a step diagonally, he easily avoided being surrounded by three people.
 With a sword, he opened the end of the last gun that was still piercing his chest, and then suddenly took a step forward, almost touching the hem of the masked man's clothes.
 Step sword style!
 The tip of the sword crossed diagonally, and the masked man showed a look of horror. Before the two long spears could turn around, he slashed horizontally with the sword again.
 The sword was sheathed and Jiang Ding walked towards the center of the battlefield without looking back.
 It just so happened that he felt that even if he tried hard to cover up, he would be too obtrusive and conspicuous by himself. He wanted to find some fellow travelers to go into the city with him, and the people in front of him were just right.
 Behind them, the three masked men stiffened and fell softly. The gun heads hit the ground with a clanging sound. Three almost identical blood marks appeared on their throats. A large stream of blood flowed out and quickly soaked it. ground.
 Along the way, someone occasionally blocked him. A sword flashed past, and the obstacle disappeared. The same happened when several people surrounded him, and there was only one wound.
 Some people avoided them, ignored them, and just walked straight ahead.
 "Who are you?"
 Soon, the situation here attracted the attention of the bandit leader. He shot the caravan leader back with a shot and shouted: "We are doing business in Menghu Village, and everyone who is idle should stay away!"
 Jiang Ding ignored him. Wherever the sword touched, blood flew everywhere, and each bandit fell to the ground helplessly.
 If it was said what kind of army, sect or sect it was, he would definitely seriously consider advancing or retreating. A name like Menghu Village, which sounded inconspicuous at first sight, would not interrupt his plan.
 "Ghost!"
 The bandits fell one by one, unable to fight back. Soon, their morale collapsed. However, the leader was still there, and countless eyes were looking here.
 It's all a chokehold!
 The bandit leader felt cold when he saw the corpse on the ground.
 This is something he can't even do.
 The area around Jiang Ding was empty, and no one dared to come forward. He shook off the blood on his sword and turned his attention to the inner Qi warrior holding the iron spear.
 "The wind is tight! Pull!"
 The leader of the bandits didn't even look back, and the surrounding bandits were also scattered like birds and beasts.
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 Fake monk in the Qi training period: cast water and fire spells, use the flying sword to take the enemy's head dozens of steps away, and also have a shield weapon, which is both offensive and defensive. 
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 A more realistic Nascent Soul monk: a cluster of space carriers with a combat range of thousands of miles...
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 [Hot-blooded fantasy, explosive rhythm] Fang Chen, a young man, had his moral integrity taken away, suffered betrayal, and suffered humiliation. Thanks to the small pagoda, I received the supreme inheritance. Following the blood of the sword demon! Get the avenue of heaven and earth! One sword opens chaos! Immortal and gods are destroyed with one sword! I hold the sword and become a demon! make! Thousands of immortals and gods surrender!
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 Immortals, gods and monsters, princes and generals; the dragon girl holds the lamp, and the cup holds the sea. 
 The wild fox meditates on Zen, and the fierce tiger realizes the Tao; he swims in the North Sea in the morning, and walks on the Cangwu River in the evening. 
 Immortals and gods exist in the world, and demons establish a country. 
 These originally had nothing to do with Qi Wuzhuo. 
 Qi Wuhuo, who always saw square words in his dreams, only thought about participating in the spring exam next year. 
 Until when he was making yellow rice rice, an old man gave him a jade pillow and made him have a long dream. 
 Huangliang is a dream. 
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 Huang Liang's dream awakened and broke through the ordinary mind, and from then on he opened the door to practice. 
 The golden crow flies and the jade rabbit walks away. 
 A grain of millet in the three realms, a few dust in the mountains and rivers. 
 Walking through the busy city with a sword. 
 No one knows that I am a true immortal.
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 Shen Lian came to this chaotic world and was content to be a rich man who walked his bird and admired flowers all day. 
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 When Ye Mo suddenly woke up, he realized that everything around him seemed to have changed: He has been transmigrated into the modern Earth where spiritual energy is scarce. His pretty master from his former world was nowhere to be seen. Most importantly, he found himself in the body of a young man who has been abandoned by his clan for an embarrassing reason…
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 This is a story of how a skilled otaku saves the world.
 Because of his indulgence in playing the game, Luo Di becomes alienated from life. The result was that he became the most well-known Ranger in the game, «Cracked Earth». After crossing over into the world of the game, he found himself returned two years before the game had started, a point in history with subtle yet lasting effects.
 The destroyed country was still intact, and his beloved woman hadn’t yet succumbed to the flames of war brought by the orcs.
 Shadows of the undead still linger along its borders, while the masks worn by aristocrats had yet to be torn off.
 Events have yet to occur, but Luo Di knew he couldn’t just grip his bow tightly and sit. He wouldn’t watch once more as these lands broke before disaster, thus taking the first step along an epic journey of conflict.
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 The immortal fate is encountered in the state of death, but the road to immortal cultivation is even more difficult! 
 Because the dying immortal cultivators need to experiment with incomplete skills, Xu Fan, who has low qualifications, is accepted as a disciple. 
 The power of the Taoism released by this incomplete skill is only half of that of ordinary people. 
 Is it a blessing? Is it a disaster? 
 Open your eyes, the world is already full of scars. 
 Deception, betrayal, conspiracy, concealment, hypocrites, real villains. 
 This is destined not to be a peaceful cultivation. Let's see Xu Fan stand proudly between heaven and earth in the face of hypocrisy!
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 After traveling through time, facing this world with extinct myths, paradox and dangers, Li Hao evolved into thousands of realms and obtained various resources and rewards from them. 
 Wind and Cloud Dragon Vein, Heaven-covering Holy Body, Shushan Sword Dao, Mighty Heavenly Dragon! 
 [You have no bottom line, jumping left and right, betraying your friends...] 
 [You slay demons and demons, uphold the right path, and die of exhaustion...] 
 The saint is you, the devil is you, all living beings are you... 
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 The Buddha has been silent for thousands of years, but as soon as he opens his eyes, he will establish the Buddha's kingdom on earth! 
 The Yin soldiers took advantage of the passage, and no one dared to disturb it for thousands of miles! 
 Even if the Nine Emperors came together, it would be difficult for them to taint the throne of Heaven! 
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 My lover has always been a little pitiful, but he will eventually turn into a big BOSS;
 My lover has always been in love with me at first sight, but I also think he is very pleasing to the eye.
 My lover has always been jealous, but I didn’t know what he’s jealous of. It is really troubling.
 My lover has always had two faces; the face he shows others and the one he shows me which are completely different. It’s very confusing…
 Bai Duan: This is my life. ╮(╯▽╰)╭
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 As a person who transmigrated into a novel written by himself, Qin Kaiyi experiences a huge pressure and burden.
 Even more so, he transmigrated as the villain and is forced to follow the plot. Qin Kaiyi expresses that he doesn’t want to write novels anymore.
 Qin Kaiyi: “WTF. transmigrating into the villain and being forced to follow the plot. Just let it be. Shen Feixiao, can you get the f*ck down from my body???
 Shen Feixiao: “Shixiong, I won’t.”
 Alright, actually this is just a stupid story about transmigrating into his own novel as the villain and getting pushed down by his own protagonist.
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 The mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away and the corpses are written, and the universe is describing the evil tigers for hundreds of years. 
 The heaven and the earth are as ruthless as the public, 
 I have a heart to survey the sky. 
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 Welcome to the world of Xianxia.
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 [Pseudo-salted fish, real world sober repair 2nd generation vs. Mouth disgusting body and upright death Tsundere Fairy] 
 Jing Yueshan wears a book and becomes a cannon fodder for cultivating fairy tales in ancient times. He loves to seize opportunities with the heroine, and ggs once he appears on the stage. 
 The timing for Jing Yueshan to pass through was just right, when the female lord was softened by various opportunities day by day. 
 She looked at the cards in her hand and immediately lay flat. 
 Are you kidding me, my father is the elder of the tribulation period of Zongmen, and my mother is the peak master of Peak Wangchen. 
 As a second generation of Xiu, I am thinking about fighting against the heroine. Isn’t eating, drinking, and having fun more than grabbing that opportunity? 
 The people of Guiyuanzong discovered with horror that the once so strong and motivated senior sister had changed, and turned into an indulgent dude. Nothing could be more regrettable than the sudden degeneration of the original talented disciple! 
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 Until one day, people madly rumored that Jing Yueshan’s fiance would marry the female lead, and many sympathetic eyes in the sect fell on Jing Yueshan’s body. 
 Jing Yueshan nodded calmly and didn’t care about snapping his fingers. 
 “That’s right, the female lead should be with the male lead.” 
 She even prepared a generous gift to celebrate their wedding. 
 Unexpectedly, that man forced Jing Yueshan into the corner on the wedding night, stroking her cheek with a cold voice, 
 “You surrendered me to others?!” 
 … 
 A long time later, Jing Yueshan became the immortal monarch whom everyone admired, and beside him was the man who originally belonged to the heroine. 
 She couldn’t figure it out, she just wanted salted fish, so she won?
 Content tags: a special liking for a fairy and a man to cultivate the book to wear oriental fantasy 
 Search keyword: Protagonist: Jing Yueshan Supporting role: Supplementary text “The abused master in the essay on the sadomasochism of a master and apprentice” Other: Supplementary essay “The girl in the horseshoe” 
 One-sentence brief: You just want to salt fish, so you won? 
 Purpose: To do anything, you must recognize your own advantages, and you must not work blindly
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 Xiao Chen, “the waste” of Xiao clan, had his engagement to the Young Lady of the Yang clan renounced.
 And when he arrived at the sect that sympathized with him and took him in, he found corpses strewn all over the place and a mist of blood in the air. The sect was exterminated by a mysterious group that was looking for the ‘Wind Spirit Jade’.
 He himself was left behind only half-dead for ‘wastes do not deserve to die by their hand’. Humiliated once more and on the verge of death, in the surroundings strangeness happened. A whirlpool sucked up the blood mist and diverted it into Xiao Chen’s forehead, transforming and enhancing his body.
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