Chapter 125: Black Robe Goes Out

Time flowed away just like that.

For more than a week, Jiang Ding learned to engrave the semi-magic artifact heavy machine gun array. After becoming proficient, he continued to learn the arrays for semi-magic artifact pistols, submachine guns, etc., and understood the production of semi-magic artifacts.

Besides that, taking advantage of his spare time, he dug out the very niche semi-magic artifact cold weapons from the Immortal Sect library and asked the veteran masters in the steel plant about difficult details, gaining a lot.

In the Sword Casting Manor.

The roots of the Prickly Blue Spirit Wood drilled out of the flowerpot and deeply into the ground. Its whole body was cast from metal, dazzling and dazzling in the sun, and the surroundings were as hot as a furnace.

Bang, bang, bang!

Jiang Ding's palms slapped continuously on the red-hot iron embryo. Clear palm prints appeared and were covered up. The crude iron was shaken out of impurities, and an appropriate amount of carbon element was infiltrated, gradually turning into the appearance of steel.

He threw it into the furnace to continue heating for a while, then fished it out.

"... The close-combat sword is best upgraded to a semi-magic artifact to accumulate experience for engraving array diagrams on the sword embryo in the future..."

Jiang Ding continued to think about this matter.

"The key lies in the spiritual ore. I have a piece of this, a very ordinary Tier 1 Gold Spirit Iron ore, and then it's crushing and refining to extract the real Gold Spirit Iron."

"There's no need to see Tier 1 ore as too difficult. Set up a blast furnace, four or five thousand degrees Celsius will definitely melt it. Of course, I would be stupid to do it so primitively myself."

Ten minutes later, a bright, flashing long sword was fished out of the water by him, and large swaths of steam scattered.

Casually sticking the long sword into the ground, Jiang Ding sat cross-legged beside the Prickly Blue Spirit Wood, which had grown a few centimeters taller, and took a bottle of spirit pills from his bosom.

Ginseng Essence Qi-Stabilizing Spirit Pill!

After the delay of the New Year, it finally arrived today.

"I wonder what the effect will be? It certainly won't be ten times. There is a huge gap between the Great Circulation internal power and the Small Circulation internal power. In addition, after the amplification of the Blue Gold Potion, my aptitude is not what it was before."

Jiang Ding showed a look of expectation and swallowed one of the six spirit pills.

Wisps of gentle spiritual power came from his abdomen, were absorbed by the Great Circulation meridian network of the Twelve Circulation Eight Extraordinary Meridians that covered his whole body, and were sent to the various meridians that were being nourished and quenched.

"... Four hundred and fifty, the tiny meridians quenched daily have increased by this much."

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and felt it, which was acceptable.

A mere Tier 1 spirit pill naturally cannot increase the cultivation speed by several times at any time. It is actually a fixed value, and the relative increase for people with higher realms is less.

Besides this bottle of spirit pills, a few days ago he exchanged a Void-Breaking Pill with Princess Qinghe Chen Xi for three hundred-year-old spirit ginsengs. Except for selling one to exchange for a Tier 1 optical concealment array flag, the rest were sent to a regular alchemy workshop with qualifications on the Internet.

These things should arrive within seven or eight days.

"In general, these spirit pills together can shorten my cultivation time by more than half a month."

Jiang Ding calculated for a moment and said excitedly.

It is February now, and the college entrance examination is on June 25, which means he will definitely be able to achieve the Fledgling Eagle Innate before the college entrance examination, not to mention that there is still a possibility of breaking through to the perfection of the technique.

Glancing at the Jin Dao Sect, the other party is still immersed in cultivation... in!

Jiang Ding stood up suddenly, the Blue Gold small tree paused, the branches and roots shook, shrank, turned into a pale blue sword rainbow, and flew into his hand.

"Finally... very good, I thought you were going to stay home until the end of time."

He pointed his foot on the ground, and the surging internal power smoothed out the dense small holes in the ground pits. With another point, his figure disappeared.

Yuejing,

Having lost a large number of fighting warriors, it gradually returned to prosperity.

This is a purely consumer and violent group. At present, no place that can promote production has been seen.

"The Seven Profound Secret Cave has finally been found."

"The Six Major Sects and the Righteous and Demonic Paths have blocked the area of dozens of miles around the secret cave, not letting people in."

People on the street were discussing. In the past few months, this topic had never left the center of Yuejing.

"The Innate experts actually gave the Innate Pill found in the secret cave to 'Meteor Electric Sword' Zhou Weitu!" An old man who had learned a few tricks said with jealousy and envy: "There will be another Innate senior."

Jiang Ding restored his true appearance, opened the Small Concealment Technique fully, left the city in a very short time, and rushed to Jin Dao Mountain.

Suddenly, his footsteps paused.

"Disappeared."

Jiang Ding frowned, did not move forward, but hid into the shade of a big tree in one step.

In the drone perspective, the black-robed man left Jin Dao Mountain, walked more than twenty kilometers towards the Seven Profound Secret Cave in the southeast, suddenly disappeared, used an optical invisibility spell, and could no longer be found.

"Is it really using another means to travel, or is it secretly sneaking back to ambush?"

Jiang Ding was startled.

Suppressing the strong desire for the Taiqing Divine Iron, he continued to lurk and wait, ordering one of the four drones in the sky to fly to the Seven Profound Secret Cave, which was not very valued before.

"Don't worry, don't worry, my Taiqing Divine Iron is still there. Let's wait until the Seven Profound Secret Cave side finds a figure."

He closed his eyes slightly and actually entered cultivation.

After a full eight hours, the sun became the moon, the day became the night, the four fields were pitch black, the insects chirped, and a small bird rested beside his hand.

"Someone is coming."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes silently, and the small bird did not notice anything.

Jin Dao Mountain.

As one of the six major sects famous in the world, even at night, every intersection was brightly lit, and the disciples were strictly vigilant, not daring to relax in the slightest.

It's just that they couldn't see, a completely transparent figure passed by silently, flying seven or eight meters above the ground, and all the vigilance and precautions became decorations.

"Not the black-robed man."

Jiang Ding judged that this guy could only achieve optical invisibility, and even the thermal sensing and micro-radar of civilian drones could not be avoided. It was worse than the black-robed man, or maybe he didn't think of this direction.

Able to fly at low altitude, at least a Qi Condensation late-stage cultivator.

This person's goal was very clear, it was the blood pool in the Ancestor Hall of the Jin Dao Sect, the direction had not changed, a straight line.

Dozens of meters away from the blood pool, this figure stopped, watching the sword embryo that floated with the blood water and was exposed from time to time in the blood pool.

"This is the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword embryo unique to the Blood-Transforming Yu family, one of the three elder families of the Blood Slaughter Hall."

The figure was an old man in his fifties, wearing a Daoist robe with flame patterns on it, and his words were full of greed: "In legend, this sword embryo is not only extremely sharp, cutting through shields like mud, but cultivators die upon touching it, turning into a pool of great tonic blood water. After successful refining, it can even add two0% chance of Foundation Establishment out of thin air."

"Even in the Blood-Transforming Yu family, only a few direct disciples of each generation can practice it. This person's status in the Blood Slaughter Hall must be extraordinary."

"Clear Spirit Dharma Eye, open!"

He urged his magic power to gather at his eyes, and phantom runes appeared in his pupils. Sure enough, he saw dense array patterns near the seemingly empty blood pool, covering every space.

"Blood Slaughter Hall Tier 1 top-level array, Blood Ghost Prison Killing Array, even ordinary Qi Condensation peak cultivators will be unable to escape if they fall into it."

He muttered to himself, took out a compass to calculate for a while, and showed a confident look.

"Swift!"

He pinched the magic formula, and a hot fire bead magic treasure flew out from his bosom. The flowers of dark red flames were all over his body, but no light was seen, and he did not disturb the people of the Jin Dao Sect in the slightest.

He bumped into the array.

The seemingly empty ground didn't know when there was a wisp of dark blood silk, blocking in front of the fire bead, and it was worn away and dissolved in the sizzling sound, without triggering more array changes.

"Calculation is correct."

The old Daoist breathed a sigh of relief, his face solemn.

"Once this array is triggered, that person will definitely notice it. I must break the array within a quarter of an hour and take away the sword embryo."

I don't know how long it took, the blood silk became thinner and thinner.

The old man held his breath, wanting to roll up the sword embryo and escape the moment the array was broken, but heard a sigh: "It seems that the Seven Profound Sect only sent you alone this time, what a pity."

"Bad!"

The old Daoist's face changed wildly, and without thinking, he exploded all his magic power to escape down the mountain.

A pain in his chest, a pair of flesh palms broke through his chest at some point, took out a heart that was beating non-stop, and threw it into the blood pool at will.

The old Daoist tilted his head and fell to the ground.

"..."

Separated by dozens of kilometers, Jiang Ding was silent.

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