A Swarm of Heavy Artillery Bombarded the Cultivators

Chapter 1523 Lord Da Ri, Please Do Not Affect the Path of the Immortal Sect

Even though the battle situation on the front line was urgent, the central array spirit computer still drew out some of the soul computing power, and descended to the Ninth Front Army through the communication channel in the middle thousand worlds, and conducted a detailed and comprehensive physical examination of the newly promoted front army commander to ensure that there was no worry in the rear of the immortal gate.

Bit by bit, carefully scanned.

"The mana is normal,"

"The body is normal,"

"The meridians are normal... the dantian is normal..."

In front of Jiang Ding, rows of data were refreshed, which was a huge amount of data, enough to make the refining cultivator dizzy. The amount of data on his body and mana structure was super-standard, far exceeding the limit of ordinary refining cultivators.

"Soul, there are seventeen unknown points."

Finally, the central array spirit computer reported.

"Seventeen unknown points..."

Jiang Ding clicked on the last line of data report, and there were seventeen points on it that were relatively hazy.

In fact, this is normal.

In the past, such points often appeared in his soul. The sword soul of the sword cultivator was too unknown for the immortal gate and the central array spirit computer, and it was impossible to understand it all, especially the existence of a Taoist who was close to the upper realm immortal sect.

Although he was still very weak and had not fully grown up, he carried some of the immortal wisdom crystallization of the upper realm immortal sect, representing the top immortal wisdom in a vast world community.

Even though the immortal gate was based on immortal scientific research, it was still difficult to fully analyze such extraordinary immortal wisdom.

"Normal."

"Is everything normal?"

Jiang Ding pondered.

All the physical examinations ended here, and everything passed.

But somehow, Jiang Ding asked again: "Please test again, am I in reality, not still in the illusion of the heart demon?"

"Testing..."

The central array spirit computer immediately executed the immortal gate's request for political participation.

After a moment, a response appeared.

"Your Excellency, Deputy Marshal, I confirm that you are in the real world, and the Heart Demon Tribulation has ended."

"The evidence is as follows," said the central array spirit computer: "First, the detection of the cosmic constant of the mother universe is consistent; second, the detection of the spiritual energy particle constant of the immortal universe is consistent with the result; third, the Hedao-level heavenly tribulation cannot distort the soul consciousness of a teenage sword soul sword cultivator."

"In summary, logically speaking, you are not in the Heart Demon Tribulation."

"Is that so..."

Jiang Ding calmed down.

He finished the last detection process, flew down from the sky, and landed among the many officers and soldiers of the Ninth Front Army amid cheers that shook the starry sky.

"Congratulations to Your Excellency, Deputy Marshal, for being promoted to the Refining Void and extending your life by 30,000 years!"

Hundreds of millions of citizens congratulated in unison.

"Hahaha!"

"Thank you, everyone, this is all the protection of the sages of the immortal gates of all generations."

Jiang Ding laughed, raised his hand, and gave red envelopes to every cultivator in the entire legion, stuffing more than 10 billion low-grade spirit stones in total, so that everyone could have fun and celebrate.

The Ninth Front Army held a celebration immediately, using this as an excuse to have a meal and relax.

Of course, no matter what time, the army is on high alert, and the boundary channel is always under strict control, without any relaxation.

The army is like a spring, it should be relaxed and tense, and it cannot be kept tight all the time. Rotational rest is also necessary.

"My fellow Taoists,"

"Refining the Void is the process of condensing the world domain and giving birth to rules..."

In the playful celebration, Jiang Ding picked up a glass of juice, found a seat at random, and talked freely, sharing his experience of being promoted to the Refining Void with the immortals.

This is an old tradition of the immortals.

Huateng Tianjun, Huobao Tiansanjun, Lingfeng Tianjun and others listened attentively, unwilling to miss a single bit.

They are now on the verge of being promoted to the Refining Void. The Great Emperor Realm and Refining Void Realm that seemed unattainable in the past are now within reach.

As long as the immortals win a great victory in the boundary war, each of them will have a chance to become a great master, and the difficulty of obtaining the Refining Void opportunity will be greatly reduced.

"...The Heavenly Tribulation is a very good external force, and it is a great help in the birth of rules. We..."

Jiang Ding's consciousness is divided into tens of thousands, and he has a set of teaching methods suitable for each Divine Transformation cultivator. His many years of experience as a professor at Qingfeng University has given him rich teaching experience.

In the interval between sermons, Jiang Ding's eyes fell on An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng for some reason.

These two old friends, classmates, comrades-in-arms, and close partners in their youth used to be plain and family-like.

However, today, something else has emerged.

Jiang Ding saw that they had a kind of dreamy and hazy aura on them, giving rise to some longings and sweet beauty.

Even at this moment, the figure of Taiyin Yu Qianzi appeared in his mind.

It's all the same dreamy and hazy.

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"Why?"

"What happened to me?"

Jiang Ding was puzzled and whispered: "After being promoted to the Refining Void, my desire to reproduce has become stronger?"

"The instinct of gene continuation, or something else?"

"But I'm obviously just a baby."

"The future True Immortal is still in the embryonic stage, and I shouldn't think about these things. What's more, I will be able to live forever in the future. This is inevitable. If anyone says it's not, I will kill him... Reproducing offspring and spreading genes are of no value to me."

"Also, I feel like I forgot something..."

The various things in Jiang Ding's mind did not affect anything. He still preached in an orderly manner and participated in the celebration banquet.

After this, Jiang Ding's life returned to peace.

Every day, he sat in the realm channel, practiced, sacrificed and refined the flying sword, developed a new Hedao-level sword technique, and developed a new star-level warship. His life was fulfilling and complete.

A few years later, when he had a little rest, the Xianmen military meeting was held again.

The nine major councilors from different realms of the Xianmen gathered together again to discuss the next strategy of the Xianmen.

"Congratulations, Da Ri."

Yuan took the lead in congratulating and sighed: "Many years ago, you were just a child. When I first saw you, you were still in college and less than a hundred years old."

"I didn't expect that you are now a cultivator of the same level."

"Time is really a great thing."

"Thank you, Senior Yuan."

Jiang Ding stood up to thank him.

"Congratulations!"

"Da Ri, Lord Da Ri, Jiang Ding, don't follow Xi Yuan's old path..."

"Haha, I didn't expect that there would be a powerful and terrifying existence in the Xianmen. Da Ri, you should take it easy and pay attention to your influence on the Xianmen's citizens' politics..."

Shen Ji Zhen Zun, Wan Ji Zhen Zun, Cang Hai Zhen Zun and others all congratulated him and sincerely reminded him to pay attention to many things.

It's really not easy for the Xianmen to have the current situation.

Citizens should not cause internal chaos and destroy the Great Wall, so that the good situation that has emerged after countless predecessors sacrificed and fought one after another will go to waste.

If such a thing really happened, it would be a pity.

"Yes, yes."

"Seniors, I understand, please rest assured."

The Lord of the Sun has now become a good baby, a yes-man, and he guarantees and promises over and over again.

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