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 Half past six in the morning.
 Jiang Ding opened his eyes.
 There is some soreness in the limbs and knees, but the impact is not significant.
 Jiang Ding got out of bed, got dressed, picked up the practice sword beside the bed, and left the house quietly.
 The sky is slightly cool, and the migrant workers are still sleeping soundly at this time. Apart from the retired elderly people exercising, the only people on the street in the community are the breakfast shop owner and the sanitation worker Miu Miu, especially in the park.
 I found a deserted flower bed.
 Keng!
 A bright silver sword light suddenly appeared, using itself as a point to cut out an almost regular circle.
 "Preparatory posture... sword display posture..."
 In the quiet park, Jiang Ding felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
 Perhaps the preparatory posture should not be a specially emphasized sword posture, but should be a state that can be relaxed in an orderly manner during non-war times and can be tightened instantly when needed.
 "Arm sword style!"
 Once the sword posture changes, 639 muscles rotate and turn like water. The power of countless small muscles is concentrated on the power of large muscles, and finally merges with the arm holding the sword. The speed of the sword light increases in vain.
 "Step Sword Style!"
 The excessive gathering of power was not unbalanced, and the left foot moved diagonally. Like a ghost, he used the sword on his body to cut a fallen leaf in half, and the fracture was smooth.
 "Dirty Sword Style!"
 …
 One sword after another, the silver sword light appeared and disappeared.
 A light blue transparent figure appeared in Jiang Ding's mind. The muscles are mechanical formulas of different sizes. They rotate and converge at different angles, and finally arrive at a total value that changes all the time. Any muscle Any twist or turn can change the final value.
 "Turn, and, run, hide..."
 The silver sword light was withdrawn, its edge restrained.
 "A lot smoother?"
 Jiang Ding held the hilt of the sword and said in surprise.
 Although he was diligent in the past and his teachers pointed out the direction, there was always a layer of fog between him when practicing swordsmanship. No matter how he practiced, he just mechanically imitated the guidance of the array spirit computer.
 But just now, with every sword move, there was a trace of inspiration emerging, and the sword style was extremely smooth.
 Keng!
 The sword was drawn out, the sword light danced, and there was even a sound of the sword cutting through the air, and a set of sword moves was completed.
 "It's not an illusion!"
 Jiang Ding took a deep breath and touched the tip of the rusty sword in his pocket.
 Even without the real-time display in the practice room, he could clearly feel that his "Eagle Takes Off Sword Technique" had improved a little.
 Great treasure!
 This is definitely a great opportunity!
 …
 After practicing sword practice for nearly an hour, he put away his sword and went home.
 The sky is completely bright, people are coming and going on the streets, and the whole city has completely regained its vitality.
 When he got home, Jiang Yuan had already gotten up, yawning and washing up, his hair was messy, and Lin Wanqiu was preparing breakfast.
 Jiang Ding took a shower, changed his clothes, prepared his schoolbag and sat in front of the dining table.
 "Mom, brother, where are my red and white shoes?"
 Jiang Yuan ran around with his messy hair, his slippers making a tapping sound.
 Jiang Ding closed his eyes to rest and ignored her.
 "look at you!"
 Lin Wanqiu put breakfast on the table, found a pair of shoes from Jiang Yuan's room and handed it to her, fixed her hair, and said helplessly: "Can you imitate your brother? He gets up at half past six every day and does everything. alright."
 "He's a pervert."
 Jiang Yuan rolled his eyes.
 After breakfast, the family separated at the bus stop and went to their respective places.
 I had a different bus driver today, so I didn't take any detours and went straight through the place where yesterday's accident happened.
 Jiang Ding's pupils shrank.
 A seven-story building was cut in half diagonally, and one end fell to the ground. The fracture was as smooth as a mirror.
 Near the broken building are deep pits several meters wide, radiating in a radial shape. The ground has been completely glazed, and from time to time you can see pools of faint bright red.
 It was like the flesh and blood had been crushed by the weight of tens of thousands of tons. Even after cleaning it many times, traces could still be seen.
 "Do evil!"
 "Foundation-building monk..."
 Passengers on the bus talked a lot. There is no separation between immortals and mortals on Blue Star, and a lot of knowledge is open.
 "These traces are somewhat like those of the monks from the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace outside the world. They have always been hostile to the Immortal Sect..."
 "It's just their bad luck..."
 Bad luck?
 Jiang Ding grasped the hilt of the sword and did not participate in their discussion.
 Go to the classroom and put the schoolbag containing the sword and pistol into the classroom lockbox - students are not allowed to possess weapons in the school.
 Li Junhao had arrived a long time ago and was writing questions, staring at the test paper without even looking aside.
 "The atmosphere in the class seems a bit dull?"
 Jiang Ding didn't take it seriously, placed the books and asked softly.
 He thought he was diligent enough. Apart from sleeping and cooking when necessary, he spent the rest of his time practicing swordsmanship and thinking about swordsmanship-related knowledge, but he was still not as good as his opponent.
 Jiang Ding even doubted whether he slept four hours a day.
 "A classmate from the next class... died yesterday." Li Junhao sighed, his eyes and hands not leaving the test paper: "We mortals are too weak compared to immortal cultivators."
 Jiang Ding was speechless.
 In the morning, there were two Chinese and Mathematics classes, which talked about the principles of runes and exercises, the structure of formations, and the naturally existing rune patterns between heaven and earth.
 Jiang Ding was pleasantly surprised to find that he could understand part of the lectures that he had heard in the past as if they were from heaven. He didn't have to force himself again and again to stay focused, and he could immerse himself in the teacher's lectures naturally.
 At noon, he eats in the school cafeteria, practices swordplay for a while, and then takes a nap for an hour - Jiang Ding insists on getting enough sleep every day.
 In the afternoon there are geography classes and the last two fixed practice classes.
 As soon as school was over, Jiang Ding couldn't wait to rush home, quickly cooked for Jiang Yuan, and then entered the room.
 Helmet straps, camouflage uniforms, drones, gloves, swords, pistols... After checking them one by one, they entered the other world again.
 …
 The light and shadow changed, and a figure quietly appeared in a corner under the tree.
 Jiang Ding scanned the surroundings vigilantly and found no suspicious people or objects.
 The body took a few steps back and hid in the bushes nearby. The color of the camouflage uniform changed and soon turned into the shape of bush branches. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see the figure at all.
 At the same time, the tactical helmet was connected to the drone overhead, and the previous twenty-four hours of video quickly passed before his eyes.
 An elk appeared and disappeared, and several forest wolves disappeared and appeared following its footsteps. The sky gradually turned from the hot sunshine to dusk, and then to night. The infrared perspective could still monitor the earth at all times.
 "stop!"
 Jiang Ding's eyes were fixed.
 In the surveillance video, a picture of a woodcutter and a child collecting firewood flashed by.
 "There is really someone!"
 Jiang Ding was surprised and confused. Not only was there a human trace, but he also found that he could actually understand the words of the two woodcutters.
 It was a language that sounded completely different from the Immortal Sect language, and was very difficult to pronounce, but he understood it without any obstruction, and felt that he should be able to speak it, which was very magical.
 "Sure enough, it's a valuable treasure!" Jiang Ding secretly rejoiced.
 In addition to the woodcutter, several people wearing weapons passed by the ruined temple and rested for a while.
 Regardless, specimens still have to be collected, which is the only stable profit currently visible.
 He worked hard for two hours, under the scorching sun, and managed to dig out eight plant specimens even though he was already proficient. After turning them in, he would get eight points, which was far away from 10,000 points.
 One day counts as sixteen points, and it takes nearly two years to earn ten thousand library points!
 Missed the college entrance examination.
 The college entrance examination is the greatest opportunity for immortal citizens with no background to embark on the path of immortality. It is only a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
 Once you step in, if you are good enough, you can even receive treatment comparable to that of a registered disciple of Nascent Soul.
 If you miss it, the path to immortality will be cut off, and you will continue to shine as the cornerstone of the immortal sect for the rest of your life.
 Even if you have the heavy treasure in hand, the difficulty of the Immortal Road will increase at least ten times or ten times.
 "That does not work."
 After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Ding sent the processed specimens, tactical helmet, and backpack back home, contacted Little Kingfisher to recycle them, and then recharged the drone that was about to run out of power.
 Wearing contact lenses, confirming that the images of the three drones in the sky can be received normally, the pistol is placed in a hidden pocket, and the wig is prepared in advance.
 The color and style of Jiang Ding's camouflage uniform changed rapidly, finally forming the appearance of an ancient cyan gown, and the color was fixed and no longer changed with changes in the environment.
 After taking one last look around, Jiang Ding left here.
 Yes, he intends to make contact with the local indigenous people.
 This is risky, but if you miss the college entrance examination and cannot be admitted to the monastic system, you will still have to perform military service and be stationed at the military base outside the Xianmen. If you don't have the strength at that time, you will also face risks.
 This is the obligation of every adult citizen and cannot be escaped.
 …
 Dongling Mountain is steep and dangerous, spanning several states. From time to time, there are ginseng, old medicine, and rare and strange animals.
 This has attracted countless medicinal collectors to go deep into it. If they are lucky enough to collect rare treasures, various gangs, martial arts schools, sects in Dongling Mansion, and even the gentlemen in the prefecture will buy them at high prices and reach the sky in one step.
 This ruined temple is the last place to stay before entering Dongling Mountain. Most of the herb collectors and people from the rivers and lakes choose to take a rest here.
 The sound of footsteps attracted the attention of several people in the temple.
 A handsome young man walked in slowly, with long black hair reaching his waist, wearing a green shirt and cloth shoes, the fabric was smooth and delicate, and he wore a long sword with a black sheath on his waist.
 His whole body was spotless, without any trace of wind, frost or dust from his journey. He looked elegant and suave, which was incompatible with the environment here.
 Which noble man is out to play?
 Everyone in the ruined temple glanced and looked back.
 Don't be too fussy when you go out.
 "I……"
 Jiang Ding wanted to say something, but then shut up and silently found a corner to sit down.
 He glanced around.
 There were not many people, seven or eight people, roughly divided into two groups.
 On the left are the grandfather and grandson, wearing linen shorts, torn and patched, with dark and thin faces, often weathered, and beside them are two medicine baskets.
 On the right are five or six big men, all wearing weapons and black attire. The most conspicuous one is the bearded man in the middle. A stainless steel crescent ax placed on the ground in front of him shines with cold light.
 Two fires were crackling in the open space, and some dried meat and sweet potatoes were roasting in them.
 The red light flashes several times in the contact lens.
 "Three people in the inner Qi realm."
 Jiang Ding glanced at the bearded man and the two people beside him from the corner of his eye, and slightly tightened his grip on the sword hilt, feeling a little nervous.
 This is a powerful person who is on a level higher than him.
 After a moment of silence, the sound of voices returned to the ruined temple.
 "Lin'er, look at the wings of this blue butterfly. It has fine blue stripes. It must be intact to be able to be bought and sold for money. The same goes for wild ginseng. The roots need to be dug out bit by bit..."
 Beside the fire, the old farmer held a pair of butterfly wings in his hand and whispered something, and his red-faced grandson nodded from time to time.
 On the other side, the big men were as loud as cattle and laughed from time to time.
 "The Qixuan Sect of Dongling Mansion was actually destroyed by the Golden Sword Sect. This is a sect that has existed for hundreds or thousands of years. It may have a history longer than that of Prajna Temple and Qingniu Temple, the leaders of the current martial arts world. It is a pity."
 "What's a pity? What's the use of living for a long time? People in the world have to rely on their strength to speak for themselves."
 "Yes, let's just say that the Golden Sword Sect is worthy of being one of the six sects in the world. Just the top disciple, the 'Sea-Splitting Sword' Wei Xian, who is ninth on the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking, can kill an entire sect with just one move, and he can enjoy the accumulated wealth of the Qixuan Sect over the years. He has countless gold, silver, jewels and martial arts secrets, and even captures beautiful women in his arms to play with them wantonly. This is the true hero in the world!"
 Amidst the laughter, someone took out a gourd of wine and lit it up by the fire. You took a sip and I took a sip.
 "Beauty? I heard that the ninety-eighth Fairy Feixue on the Dragon and Phoenix List is from the Qixuan Sect. I heard that her skin is as white as snow and her temperament is like an immortal. Could it be that Wei Xian has taken her into his room..."
 "Not only that, I heard that his mother is even more beautiful, and she has even been captured."
 "This...beast!"
 The eyes of a group of big men showed longing and yearning.
 Jiang Ding was secretly speechless after hearing this.
 Killing people, destroying their families, taking away their wives and daughters, and seizing their wealth are not the least bit wrong in the eyes of these people. Do the governments of this world also not care?
 Drop, drop!
 Suddenly, several red dots appeared in the contact lens, and the number quickly increased to more than ten.
 Jiang Ding was shocked.
 Looking closely, five kilometers away, a group of people entered the drone detection range one after another. There were dozens of people, and more than ten people triggered the drone alarm.
 They quickly surrounded me from all directions, and their target seemed to be this ruined temple!
 ‘Am I exposed? ’
 Jiang Ding panicked, but he didn't do anything!
 'No! It's impossible. If I'm exposed, it's impossible for just a mortal warrior to hunt me down. ’
 ‘It should just be a chance encounter. ’
 Jiang Ding quickly calmed down, stood up, and turned to the door of the ruined temple.
 Everyone in the temple was surprised.
 This man was so strange. He didn't say anything when he came in, and he didn't even take a sip of water.
 The sweet potatoes were ripe. The old farmer peeled off the burnt black skin and handed the fragrant flesh to his grandson. He roasted a piece of dry food and swallowed it whole.
 Jiang Ding paused and felt compassion.
 "Old man, if something happens at home, you should come home as soon as possible."
 After saying that, regardless of the other party's answer, he quickly left the place.
 The old farmer was stunned.
 The eyes of the big men around him flickered, and they looked over with cold eyes from time to time, but in the end they did nothing.
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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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 Multi-party collisions, heroes co-exist. 
 Xia Guixuan in the core of the earth opened his eyes. 
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 Lin Fan has made great achievements in cultivation at Chaotian Taoist Temple. He stepped out of the mountain gate and integrated into the world of mortals, starting his era of exterminating demons. Oh, there is no time limit. 
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 Release the "bastard snake" and awaken [Black Sky Meditation Sutra] 
 Release the "Three-Eyed Boy" and awaken [Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills] 
 Release the "dirty-mouthed koi" and awaken [Dragon Transformation Technique] 
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 "God has the virtue of saving lives, and I will release all those who cannot be killed." 
 Li Mo leaned on the bedside, smiling, seeing Wanxian coming to court, my Tao was rising. 
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 Traveling through a world where immortality and martial arts coexist, Qiao Mu can be constantly resurrected. 
 Every time he is killed, he will be resurrected at the expense of his age, but his martial arts skills also become deeper with age. 
 The older you die, the older you get, and the older you get, the stronger you become. The more heroic your death, the stronger you will be after your resurrection. 
 So he changed his tricks to seek death, and infiltrated wherever there was danger. 
 The enemy was horrified to find that just after beating the younger ones, another older one came, endlessly. 
 A legend about an untouchable immortal family began to spread in the world. 
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 "My son died on the battlefield, and my father with white hair continues to fight on the battlefield. It's admirable and admirable!" 
 "In the past, the Qiao family members died defending me from gunfire. Today, I will never sit back and watch his old father become miserable in his later years." 
 "The descendants of the Qiao family brazenly entered the palace to assassinate the Hunjun and failed, and died. The Hunjun is confused. The Qiao family's reclusive thousand-year-old monster is about to be born!" 
 "The sacred immortal Buddha has returned? But why do the immortals and gods even call the Qiao family's ancestors their ancestors? How many ancestors are there in the Qiao family, and where did they come from?" 
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 Jiang Chao Ge, people called him “money hungry Jiang”. Went from a street hooligan to a newly appointed city official. The difficulties he experienced along the way he hid deep inside himself and did not say a word about it. He only wants be blinding in the eyes of everyone from now on.
 Who would’ve thought that before he even had the chance to enjoy the wealth and reputation, he inexplicably passed into a different world. Moreover to his bad luck, the first thing he was faced with was being chased down to be killed. He just casually took a worn out rusted old sword to defend himself, why are these country bumpkins who’ve never seen the world chasing him so relentlessly?
 In order to get himself a body guard, he tried to summon the ‘animal spirit’ in the sword. In the end, he summoned a devilish brat who rolled his eyes upon seeing someone, who only called him a good for nothing, who bit him whenever he got close. Where was the powerful, first class spirit weapon he was promised?!
 No money, no power, no people, life constantly at risk. He couldn’t see the path ahead, nor could he face the fierce tiger behind. Jiang Chao Ge was beaten back into the abyss with one hit. In this unfamiliar world full of thorns, there is only one reason that allowed him to persevere and that is: to go back.
 Hence, he was forced to embark on a desperate and risky journey with this devilish brat who he loathed mutually.
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 Li Muhun travels through the world of cultivating immortals and works hard to farm in the Qingxuan Sect. He does not fight or fight. He lives a comfortable and comfortable life with a few acres of spiritual fields, spiritual flowers and spiritual cultivation grass, and refining weapons and talismans. 
 When the sect was in trouble, Li Mu was forced to take action. Only then did all the sect disciples realize that there was still an ancestor of the sect in the sect.
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