Chapter 1064: Old Acquaintances of the North Plains Fade Away One by One

Several more years passed, and Jiang Ding returned to the Immortal Gate.

The Great Sun Dayang Tianchi entered the thirty-third Gang orbit once again, dropping a space anchor point, moving slowly with the rotation of the mother star's orbit, completing one revolution around the mother star every three years.

Jiang Ding did not return to the surface.

On the surface, there were no longer any of his relatives.

Hundreds of years ago, Lin Lin Yuanwang failed to break through to the Nascent Soul realm; even with the aid of super-grade resources, he could not succeed, his talent having reached its limit.

He finally used the life-saving pills Jiang Ding had given him to barely condense a False Infant; even so, his lifespan was greatly damaged, and he lived only to over nine hundred, nearing one thousand years old.

Then, decades ago, while Jiang Ding was still lying low in the Jiao Jiao Mingyu, Lin Lin Yuanwang's lifespan ended.

At that time, Jiang Ding's clone had gone to bid farewell to the last relative he had in the world.

Many regrets, many past events, had ultimately passed away.

In others' eyes, Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun was an old senior, an old monster of Taiyi Qingmu University; his great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren had all passed away, yet he still taught in the Adult Sword Dao Department of Taiyi Qingmu University, with not a single change, truly an evergreen tree of the human world.

Yet, in Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun's own heart?

"Time..."

"I am indeed suited to get along with old things like the Flame Stone Emperor."

"This way, I can feel happiness."

Jiang Ding whispered, "Before them, I am a three-year-old child, utterly immature in every aspect, vibrant like a newborn morning sun, full of hope."

"If only a strong one like the Flame Stone Emperor would strike me with a sword."

"I would surely jump for joy, cheer and leap, with no more sorrowful thoughts, no more complex and melancholic ideas."

Everything truly requires comparison.

Those little ones in the Immortal Gate cannot be seen too often; otherwise, one's mindset will grow old. It is better to play with old monsters like the Flame Stone Emperor who have lived for tens of thousands of years.

"Rise!"

Jiang Ding cast a spell technique.

Around him, Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin Number Four, a tree trunk of the Green Wood Divine Tree the size of a house, the Five-Colored Earth of the Wuxingtian Sect, the Three Qinghe Sands of the Shangqing Spirit Treasure Sect, the Tianxing Crystal Threads of the Tianji Immortal Palace, the Wu Earth Mother Qi of the Brother Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace...

Top treasures from numerous realms floated in the air; endless brilliant sunlight shone upon these treasures, treasure light overflowing, their contained value enough to make a Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun suffocate.

These were the results of the activities of the Zhenjun Shenji Canghai Tianjun.

Who knows what price the Immortal Gate paid, but the Badaxian Sect was willing to part with these top treasures of their sects; it was extremely rare, with a value of at least five Void Refinement merit points.

The light of the Great Sun Dayang Tianchi converged here, the temperature suddenly soaring to a terrifying level; countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures began to melt, turning into liquid.

Amidst the terrible great sunlight, a sword body covered in cracks, a twisted, hemp-rope-shaped blue-gold flying sword, emerged from between Jiang Ding's eyebrows.

Clang!

Clang-clang!

She emitted a joyful sword cry, happily absorbing the essence and qi of various precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures that were nearing sublimation and vaporization in the high heat from all directions; the cracked sword body slowly healed, and the stinging sensation constantly transmitted from the sword became slightly cool, alleviating some of the pain.

"Repairing the flying sword, plus restoring the dharma body, will probably take... thirty years."

"Only then will my combat power return to its peak."

Jiang Ding closed his eyes to cultivate, refining the flying sword, and also divided part of his divine soul computing power to participate in the Sword Dao Hall laboratory and various scientific research activities within the Immortal Gate, following Yuan, the clones of the Zhenjun Shenji Canghai Tianjun and others, to learn array arts, and to comprehend the causality of Jin Zhi, and so on.

In the Immortal Gate, it was just this comfortable; everything returned to the familiar orbit.

"Hundreds of years have passed; how many people in the North Plains are still alive?"

A thought unknowingly appeared in Jiang Ding's heart.

However, his plans would not be advanced because of this; without restoring his peak combat power, he would not step out of the Immortal Gate even one step; this was a matter of principle.

Thirty years later.

In the Sun Abyss, the heaven-and-earth-piercing Sun Divine Tree grew out once again; its tree shade covered the sky and blocked the sun, yet there was no shadow, but rather endless brilliant radiance; creatures below the Nascent Soul realm touching the divine tree would die instantly, truly an absolute death zone.

Before the young man in green robes, a blue-gold flying sword about a foot long jumped joyfully like a spirit.

The blue-gold sword body was straight and sharp, countless golden runes winding around the blade surface, without a single crack, having already returned to its most peak state.

Moreover, its aura was a notch stronger than before it was damaged.

"It can be considered a top-tier object among quasi-Emperor weapons."

Jiang Ding praised.

Using such a sword to cut down creatures below the Soul Transformation realm, he felt it was a waste, granting the opponent too much honor; it felt as though he had suffered a loss for no reason.

"Additionally..."

Two letters appeared in Jiang Ding's hand.

Not jade slips, but letters; they were more symbolic, often used to express some special emotions.

These two letters came from An Siyan and Jin Jin Lingfeng.

The two of them were currently serving in the Jiao Jiao Mingyu, serving as division-level commanders under the Yuan's Jiao Jiao Mingyu Expeditionary Force, piloting aerospace aircraft carriers in battle; they were currently at the peak Nascent Soul realm.

In about twenty or thirty years, they would return.

Because they were now just over one thousand years old, about to enter slumber, waiting for the Immortal Gate's Soul Transformation opportunity ranking; they would not emerge from seclusion unless the Immortal Gate faced a life-or-death crisis.

Before entering slumber, the two of them hoped to see Jiang Ding once.

"After Master Master Dinghai and the others, another generation of Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun I am familiar with is about to enter slumber; time truly brings many changes..."

Jiang Ding sighed softly.

He replied, stating that he would be there at that time.

Afterwards, Jiang Ding disappeared from the Sun Abyss.

North Plains, Liu Dao Sect.

Black Demon Palace.

On the Wang Zuo of the Liu Dao Sect, a youth in green robes had appeared at some unknown time, gazing dazedly at his surroundings.

The scenery here had not been seen for over three hundred years.

A thousand years ago, the scene of a high school from the immortal sect of Rongcheng visiting the Yue Kingdom for the first time still came vividly to mind.

"The Liu Dao Sect still exists, the formation still exists; this is the greatest good news."

Jiang Ding gave a self-mocking smile.

Three hundred years have passed; if this were a human dynasty, it would have changed dozens of times by now. Things remain, but people have changed.

However, for a Soul Transformation power, this is still considered normal; a Soul Transformation Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's single seclusion for cultivation is roughly this long.

If it were the late stage of a Soul Transformation cultivator's life, having grown weary of the mortal world, not seeing anyone for thousands of years would be common.

To many Nascent Soul and Jin Dan cultivators in the Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting, their Tushan Tian Jun had already shown this trend after becoming invincible under heaven, no longer being so diligent in governance.

This is only natural, very ordinary.

In countless historical records, all Tian Jun are like this.

In the early period, they are very active, often touring the world and receiving old subordinates; as time passes, they appear rarely, having grown weary.

The only regret is that many cultivators, from birth to death, cannot see a single Tian Jun, truly beholding the realm above Nascent Soul.

This cannot but be called a flaw in life.