Chapter 1281: The Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun Entry in Baidu Baike

Rongcheng, Fulin Community.

The spatial gate constructed by the Six Paths Order slowly opened, and several people walked out from within: two young women and a youth.

After a separation of five thousand years, they appeared here together once again.

Just as many years ago, a Lin surname technician from the Rongcheng Steel Factory and her two children came out together after dinner to stroll along the river.

At this moment, five thousand years later, the timing was remarkably coincident; it was also evening.

On the streets, by the river, old people, children, and couples—many people were digesting their meals after dinner; this scene of people coming and going was no different from several thousand years ago.

"This is still Rongcheng City..."

Lin Lin Wanqiu's gaze was dazed as she looked at everything around her, feeling a sense of unreality.

Jiang Yuan was equally stunned.

Even so, they did not appear out of place here; passersby glanced casually without paying special attention.

Because these few people radiated an aura of "locals" from head to toe; that intangible comfort and relaxation was no different from many neighbors, far too common.

After a long while, Lin Lin Wanqiu and the other two came to their senses; the three strolled slowly along the river, chatting, just as many years ago.

Jiang Ding felt completely relaxed.

Similarly, after a separation of several thousand years, he looked at his hometown carefully once more and found that there were no major changes around.

"Lord Dingding, are you sure this is five thousand years later?"

Lin Lin Wanqiu couldn't help but say, "The surroundings are much the same as in our time; just a few more roads, the river water is clearer, and there are many strange plants we've never seen around... It's almost exactly the same as the past."

"Yes, yes!"

Jiang Yuan chimed in.

"Yeah,"

"The appearance really hasn't changed much..."

Jiang Ding pondered for a moment and quickly understood the reason: "Because the overall planning of these city layouts was done by old seniors like Divine Machine Zhenzun and others."

"You know, when people get old, they become nostalgic and want to preserve the original scenery; this isn't a violation of rules, nor is it corruption, so it was continued like this."

"However, many changes have occurred internally."

"For example, this Rongshui River,"

Jiang Ding pointed to the small river, clear to the bottom, exceptionally pure and bright, with koi fish swimming through it occasionally: "This is spiritual spring water drawn from a Third-Rank Spiritual Spring Eye; it naturally emits spiritual Qi rich in various nourishing substances, which mortals can absorb to extend their lives, raising the average lifespan of the Immortal Sect by over ten years."

"If this scattered spiritual Qi were not absorbed by mortals, it would not dissipate into the air but would be recycled; through the 'Air Spiritual Qi Recycling System,' it would be collected back into the Spiritual Spring Eye with minimal loss; the comprehensive spiritual Qi utilization

rate reached ninety-two point seven percent; the project completion time was..."

"Let me think,"

Jiang Ding recalled: "This project was apparently completed in 【Year】; the 'Air Spiritual Qi Recycling System' even won the Second-Class Award for Scientific Progress that year, rewarding three Soul Transformation war merits, because although it was only a Fourth-Rank spiritual Qi system, it greatly increased the average lifespan of the Immortal Sect and had a huge social impact."

"A Third-Rank Spiritual Spring Eye!"

Lin Lin Wanqiu scanned with her divine sense and discovered it was indeed a Jin Dan-level object, leaving her dumbfounded.

"Mortal citizens can all have access to this?!"

"It's not that extravagant!"

Jiang Ding's tail was almost wagging as he asked expectantly.

"Mortals cannot actively absorb spiritual Qi; they just get a little touch, the loss is extremely minute, and with the spiritual Qi recycling system, the cost isn't as terrifying as imagined."

"Mom, guess who developed this 'Air Spiritual Qi Recycling System'?"

"... Did you do it?"

Lin Lin Wanqiu asked hesitantly.

"O-F-Course!"

"Mom, look at this,"

Jiang Ding reached into a spatial layer, rummaged around, and then pulled out a stack of magazines; after flipping through them, he took out a magazine that looked very old, namely the so-called Number One Publication of the Immortal Sect, the "Cultivator News."

"Right here," Jiang Ding spread open the 【Year】 edition of the "Cultivator News" before Lin Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan, flipping to the middle.

"'Air Spiritual Energy Recycling System'—Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, Ten Thousand Machines Zhenzun, Green Origin Master Dinghai Zhenjun..."

Jiang Yuan looked over and read out character by character: "Ah, Brother, you aren't in it?"

The two looked over in confusion.

"Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun is me!"

"It's me right here in front of you!"

Jiang Ding lifted his head high.

"Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun?"

"Canghai Tianjun!"

Lin Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan were completely stunned.

Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun!

This term held a special meaning among Immortal Sect citizens five thousand years ago.

Because at that time, the strongest beings in the Immortal Sect were Soul Transformation cultivators; this term carried impressions in Immortal Sect culture such as "great," "ancient," "sage," "supreme power," "wisdom as deep as an abyss and vast as the sea," "unyielding will," and so on.

It can be said that, in the hearts of that generation of Immortal Sect citizens, a Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun was almost equivalent to the great figures in history books.

However, the title "Canghai Tianjun," placed upon this young man in green robes before them—their son, their brother—seemed very unreal.

Because they were too familiar with each other; they could not place words like "great," "ancient," or "sage" upon him.

"Wait a moment,"

"I'll search online."

Lin Lin Wanqiu said decisively.

Obviously, no matter how Jiang Ding emphasized it, boasting about himself, she didn't really believe him.

Because this little fellow was one she had personally given birth to, born with a condescending gaze, and she still felt he was just a little brat.

What abilities he has—wouldn't I know?

"Great, Sun, Heavenly, Sovereign…"

Lin Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan pressed close together, summoned the central array spirit computer, opened the Rongshu Net search page, and soon a Baidu Baike character entry popped up at the very top; the two of them clicked into it.

In an instant, both of their eyes immediately went wide.

'Great Sun Heavenly Sovereign (year December 24th—), named Jiang Ding, a native of Rongcheng City in Senior Qian Province, an outstanding immortal sect immortal Dao cultivator, and the founder of the immortal sect's great cause inscribed in the annals of history.'

'In year, Great Sun Heavenly Sovereign was admitted to the Dao Cultivation Department of Clearwind University…'

'In year, Great Sun Heavenly Sovereign graduated with a doctorate from the Dao Cultivation Department of Clearwind University, took up the post of Dean of the Adult Sword Dao Department, and sword cultivators began to appear in the immortal sect…'

'…'

'From year to the present, Great Sun Heavenly Sovereign has served as Vice Ruler of the immortal sect, succeeding Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, guarding the Mother Star.'

"Oh heavens…"

After Lin Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan finished reading the Baidu Baike entry, the two of them were completely stunned.

They couldn't help but look once more at the smug green-robed youth before them.

"Doesn't look like it, really doesn't look like it…"

"Really,"

Lin Lin Wanqiu couldn't help stepping up before the green-robed youth, caressing his cheek, and couldn't help saying: "Lord Dingding, you don't look like a five-thousand-year-old old monster, old senior, a Dao giant who has lived through countless years."

"Still just a little one, not even as tall as me."

"It's clearly only been a little while…"

(End of this chapter)