Chapter 123 Chinese New Year

in the sun,

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged and practiced with his eyes closed.

The inner Qi of the young eagle circulates between the twelve regular meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians. It is no longer limited to a certain meridians, but simultaneously tempers 560 tiny meridians throughout the body.

Realm is the foundation of all martial arts.

It was an excellent exercise for him to divide his inner strength into such large amounts over many years. In just over ten days, the precision firearm control martial art "Qiansi Yin" has made a breakthrough from Dacheng to perfection.

This is also the first martial skill that he has perfected.

Now that one internal force can be divided into a thousand parts for use, the accuracy of the anti-material sniper rifle will inevitably be greatly improved.

Apart from being happy, I was also a little sad.

He has been practicing the martial art "Qiansi Yin" for six years now since he was in junior high school. Sometimes the progress is fast, sometimes slow, but he can always feel the progress little by little.

But now, there is no progress. No matter how hard he practices or thinks hard, he can no longer make a breakthrough.

This martial art has reached the limit envisioned by its creator.

Jiang Ding thought more.

Now it is just a martial art. If one day, the basic skill reaches the limit of the creator, will the cultivation level stop forever?

"...What am I thinking!"

Jiang Ding smiled to himself without continuing to think deeply.

It's too arrogant to think about the limits of Xianmen's skills when you're not even a minor cultivator.

In addition to "Qiansi Yin", "Vajra Seal", which maintains the stability of firearms, is also close to perfection. With both perfections, it will not be a problem to get a warrior's limit score in the firearms elective course of the college entrance examination.

I took a routine look at the Jindaoshan surveillance camera, and it was the same as before.

The ancestor of Jin Dao, Wei Tu, was furious for a long time after learning that his son Wei Xian was dead. He looked for anyone like crazy, but naturally found nothing. Now he stays at Jin Dao Gate all day and rarely goes out.

According to observation,

Jiang Ding discovered that everyone in the Golden Knife Sect seemed to have been planted with some kind of enchantment by the black-robed man, turning a blind eye to him, but would subconsciously do things that were beneficial to the black-robed man, such as collecting living warriors, Breitling Medicines, spiritual materials and other things are used in very strange ways.

Jiang Ding withdrew his gaze and looked at the small blue and gold tree in front of him.

The whole body is blue, with lush branches and leaves, as if made of metal. In just ten days, it has grown a little taller, reaching more than 40 centimeters. The blue and gold roots like wires emerge from the seepage holes of the Juling flower pot. It came out and plunged seven or eight meters deep into the ground.

The surrounding sun's rays from a radius of seven to eight meters are concentrated on its branches, leaves and trunk. The edges of the pointed and slender oval leaves are slightly red, which looks like metal being calcined in a furnace.

This is indeed the case. The midday sunlight within a radius of seven to eight meters gathers in one place, and the temperature easily rises to more than two thousand degrees, which is almost close to the melting point of tungsten. Bones can be burned to ashes if placed on them.

The thorny blue spirit wood that is fused with the wooden sword is not strange at all. When the breeze blows, the cheerful sound of wind chimes can even be heard between the collision of the metal leaves.

"...The flower pot is a bit small..."

Jiang Ding's eyes stayed on the group of blue-gold roots that filled the seepage holes, and he felt a little headache.

The plan was not as good as the change. Who would have thought that the wooden sword would grow bigger, and the flower pot would soon no longer match the wooden sword. Sooner or later it would burst, so I had to buy a new one as soon as possible.

The first-level water condensing array in the flowerpot to control humidity, the first-level fire gathering array to control temperature, and the first-level spirit gathering array are all formations that are very helpful for the growth of the wooden sword.

It is best to buy a high-quality formation flag-type movable formation that covers an area.

"The tree will grow bigger and bigger. Now it can barely be covered by the courtyard wall, but it won't be able to be taller."

"It's best to have optical shielding and spiritual shielding, well, the kind that assists in condensing light..."

Jiang Ding shook his head when a series of requirements were raised.

"No money, no spirit coins."

"This kind of highly demanding customized formation requires at least one thousand spirit coins. We can't afford it now anyway. We need to get the optical masking formation first and reserve the external formation interface."

Jiang Ding remembered the deal agreement with Chen Xi and suddenly felt more refreshed.

While practicing in seclusion, he did not cut off contact with the outside world. After Mujian recovered, he went out in hiding from time to time and learned about things in the world.

After receiving the support of the major innates, Zhou Weitu of the 'Meteor Electric Sword' frantically sent people to search for various mountain caves in the mountains hundreds of miles southeast of Yuejing. With the guidance of treasure maps, he got closer and closer to the Qixuan Secret Cave. the real location.

It is conceivable that if the Qixuan Secret Cave is really found, fierce and bloody battles will inevitably break out between various sects and innate experts, and the situation in the Jianghu and Yue Kingdom will undergo major changes.

"...However, this has nothing to do with me. These evil sects are not good things..."

With a move of Jiang Ding's hand, the small blue-gold tree stopped photosynthesis, its roots shrank, its crown leaves shrank, and it turned into a flying sword that flew into his cuff, and the figure flashed and disappeared.

…

Four p.m.

New Year's Eve.

There are thousands of lights outside the window, even the street lamps are hung with lanterns with the word "Fu", and the air is full of the smell of incense candles.

"Ding Ding, come over and take care of the hair on the pig's head."

Lin Wanqiu was busy in the kitchen, preparing tributes such as incense candles, fruits, candies, old wine, broth and vegetable porridge. He was so busy that even Jiang Yuan was arrested to choose vegetables, and cartoons were left empty.

On New Year's Eve, I am going to spend New Year's Eve with my grandparents and my uncle Lin Yong's family, but I have to worship my ancestors at home and set off firecrackers before I can go out.

We have to be in a hurry, and we have to wait until grandpa and grandma’s house to prepare for the New Year’s Eve dinner.

"Okay, Mom."

Jiang Ding responded and came to the kitchen. Sure enough, he saw a complete pig head in the sink, which looked completely unprocessed.

Putting his hand on the pig's head, the young eagle's inner energy poured into his fingers with a deeper blue meaning.

The strands of internal force are divided into thousands of parts and are extremely sharp. The hair and dead skin on the pig's head are instantly cleared away, making it clean and pink. The internal force threads follow the corners of the pig's head and enter the teeth and tongue, as well as the depths of the pig's ears. All came with a deep clean.

"Okay, Mom, do you want to burn the skin?"

Jiang Ding asked uncertainly.

Although it has been cleaned, there may be some differences in flavor whether the skin is roasted or not. The ancestors may prefer the taste of previous years.

"Ah, okay?"

Lin Wanqiu turned around in surprise and found that the skin of the pig head was pink and clean, and the teeth were as white as if they had been washed by ultrasonic waves.

It's only been less than two seconds since I came in, right?

"Well, you should, that's what grandma taught me."

"OK."

Jiang Ding set up the spray gun again, lit the fire, and stopped when the pig skin was slightly charred. With a little finger, his inner strength surged out, peeling off the charred surface to reveal the charred pig skin. He washed it again with water and put it into a large pot. .

Next is cutting green onions, green peppers, killing chickens, ducks, plucking feathers, etc. No matter what he does, he can clean it up with just a few fingers, which is extremely efficient.

"……Amazing……"

Jiang Yuan was stunned.