Chapter 1534 Returning to the Mother Planet
Time passes slowly and slowly.
Unknowingly, one hundred and twenty-seven years have passed. Jiang Ding was further attracted by the gravity of the planet and fell onto the ice on the ground. The cold wind blew and covered his body with a thin layer of frost.
Layers upon layers of frost.
Several years have passed, and he has been completely covered by frost and sunk deep into the eternal glacier.
The cold wind blows on this icy planet, and it has not changed for a long time. The ice has been thickening and thickening, and it has been decades without knowing it.
This year, the volcano suddenly erupted, breaking through the ice with huge force and bringing out things deep underground.
Magma rivers flow on the ice, melting into ravines. A large amount of water vapor fills the air, forming white mist. It is then frozen by the extremely cold weather of dozens of degrees below zero to form ice crystal particles, which fall into the magma and vaporize again, and the cycle repeats.
In this magma river, a piece of obsidian as tall as a man rolled in the magma and flowed downstream. After a certain distance, it stayed on the ice beside the river and lay quietly.
Time passed, and several years passed.
The magma river was once again frozen and solidified, leaving only a dark trace of the river, which was once again covered with frost, including the obsidian as tall as a man.
Click!
On this day, the obsidian cracked open, revealing one of the young men in green clothes. He opened his eyes with calm eyes.
"Fellow Taoist, it's only been one hundred and fifty-seven years, can't you hold on?"
"waste."
Jiang Ding said calmly.
He looked inside his soul. In the deepest part of his soul, the shadow of the butterfly that he thought had completely dissipated actually appeared again. It was extremely weak and tiny. It was hidden in an inconspicuous corner deep in the layers of memory. Its aura was even stronger than The aura of a Qi-training monk is weak.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you are very kind."
Xian Diezi looked deeply at the young man in green, then slowly collapsed and disappeared.
"I am naturally good."
Jiang Ding didn't care, and took out the pair of ice crystal fantasy butterfly wings. Sure enough, there was a butterfly hidden deep in the butterfly wings. The aura of the butterfly wings had also lost a lot, and it could not hide anything in this soulless universe.
Keng!
A sword energy emerged from Jiang Ding's finger and poured into the butterfly wings, completely killing the butterfly.
She was so weak that she was no better than a Qi Practitioner. She had lost any ability to resist. Even her hiding ability was greatly reduced and she was unable to hide anything.
"Probably dead."
"Just a fairy butterfly child, not the son of a real fairy."
Jiang Ding said calmly.
But, still the same sentence.
He is not short of time. This is how he uses his 70,000-year lifespan. He doesn't have to imitate those short-lived species of scrambling against every second. He has plenty of time.
Jiang Ding closed his eyes and once again entered into the deduction of swordsmanship and many scientific research projects of the Immortal Sect.
Even if he can't practice now, his time is not wasted. The various processes of the seventh realm of swordsmanship, the Heavenly Sword Realm, are being deduced in an orderly manner. The five sword moves of the Five Elements Sword of Destruction of Reincarnation in the Six Paths of Heaven and Earth are also being continuously improved, involving swordsmanship, shipbuilding Engineering, sword soul, flying sword smelting and other multi-disciplinary composite projects.
Time passes year after year.
The cold wind blew down, and the frost covered him again, once again freezing him into the ice tens of meters deep.
Over time, many things have happened to this planet, including earthquakes, volcanoes, asteroid and meteorite impacts, and all kinds of devastating disasters.
Unknowingly, more than three hundred years have passed.
The five-hundred-year period has ended.
Click!
A glacier that has not melted all year round cracked, revealing a young man in green clothes. He took one last look at the planet and flew to the sky without looking back, passing through the thin planet atmosphere and heading towards the dead and dark starry sky of the universe. It flew away and soon disappeared completely.
"Nothing was found again."
"Xian Diezi is dead and has been completely eliminated from my soul. Even her true body, the son of a true fairy, cannot overturn this conclusion."
Jiang Xiang flew in the direction of his home star.
He is very weak now. Although his realm has not fallen, the spiritual energy reserve in his body has bottomed out. The sword soul has fallen into an extremely weak state, and has even dropped to the Hedao level combat power. The monks of Lianxu may cause a life and death crisis to him, which is unprecedented. of weakness.
However, he was very relaxed and very happy.
He even started to sing a song, a very cheerful tune, although the sound could not be transmitted in the vacuum, and he could only see his mouth opening and closing.
"It's really terrifying that the Heavenly Fantasy Fairy Butterfly Clan can merge with the cultivators' inner demons and heavenly tribulations."
"This race must be taken extremely seriously."
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Jiang Ding thought about the past and gradually started to smile: "However, after this inner demon calamity passed, it also brought me greater benefits!"
"My soul will grow even more, and it may even be close to eight times that of a monk of the same level!"
"These are all the great benefits that fellow Taoist Xiandiezi has brought to me. I will remember her and repay her well in the future..."
Jiang Ding spent decades and finally entered the solar system again, then boarded the super battleship Dairi and quickly flew towards his home star.
There was a lot of spiritual energy on the super battleship Dainichi, which he absorbed like a whale and quickly plundered it all.
This huge spiritual energy was transformed into mana, dripping into his dry Dantian, and then turned into something invisible that entered the soul to nourish the weak soul, so that the injuries in his body would no longer worsen.
It took a lot of time.
Finally, in the distance, the blue planet finally appeared in the distance, and it could be seen even with the naked eye, no longer the eternal dead silence and darkness.
"Mother planet!"
"I'm home!"
Jiang Ding's eyes were filled with tears.
Whoosh!
He took a step forward and instantly entered the three-dimensional defense formation of the mother planet, entered the Great Sun Lake hovering in the orbit of the planet, and sat cross-legged.
The surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy and the essence of the sun and the moon surged here like a tsunami, forming a funnel vortex of tens of thousands of kilometers, madly swallowing and spitting out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
This vortex is still expanding!
50,000 kilometers, 100,000 kilometers, 300,000 kilometers, 500,000 kilometers!
Really returning to the immortal universe and getting the support of the heaven, Jiang Ding's power instantly soared dozens of times, truly showing the terrible pressure of a giant immortal, causing the three-dimensional defense formation of the mother planet to be distorted and unable to imprison everything.
"Sword Master... Jianzi, you are finally back."
Yue seemed to have seen history, and sighed: "Back then, Xiyuan also came back in such a miserable and seriously injured state, and was immediately besieged by the nine major immortal sects, and finally failed."
"This kid is not very lucky."
Jiang Ding was too lazy to pay attention to her.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun rolled in, quickly filling his dantian full of gullies and cracks, and the weak sword soul was restored, quickly restoring its own strength.
At the same time, the pair of ice crystal dream butterfly wings that had been confirmed to have no soul residue were also absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to recover. As a dead object, its essential structure was not damaged.