Chapter 226: The Name of Breaking the Law Immortal Gold!

Han Lin's ability to flee was undoubtedly commendable.

He even used a talisman treasure without hesitation, flying at a speed close to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, disappearing into the horizon.

Under the surveillance of the rune beast, he moved straight away from this place, until twenty kilometers away, without playing any tricks.

Clang!

A sword sound rang through heaven and earth!

The Taiqing flying sword's light had never been so dazzling!

Like the Nine Heavens Sun, wisps of golden patterns were no longer concealed in the slightest, exposed openly in the air.

An invisible fluctuation spread in all directions.

Breaking the law! Prohibiting the law!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth stiffened slightly, receiving great interference; the meteorites, stone pillars, earth mountains, and other spells constantly falling from the sky had spiritual light flickering on their surfaces, their spell structures tottering, faintly showing signs of collapsing from within.

Breaking the Law Immortal Gold!

An item desperately craved by the Nine Great Immortal Sects, the most critical item that triggered the destruction of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, the Supreme Immortal Gold!

Between heaven and earth, the only things that could still operate normally without receiving too much influence were the twelve stone spearheads shot by the twelve clay puppets, which possessed substance and could not collapse or be confused.

"Slash!"

Jiang Ding drank low.

Swish!

The deep blue Nine Heavens Sun pushed horizontally across the twelve stone spearheads, just like hitting twelve ants, instantly grinding them into ashes, without casting any attention.

Straightly falling,

Among the twelve immortal and indestructible clay puppets!

Boom!

Countless deep blue and golden sword Qi erupted, twelve immortal and indestructible puppets stiffened, turning into ashes filling the sky and dissipating, not even leaving the smallest slag.

Swish!

The deep blue sun flew to Jiang Ding's shoulder, hovering motionless, terrifying sword intent suppressing all directions.

"Immortal and indestructible?! Hmph!"

"Try reviving one more time for me?"

Jiang Ding said coldly.

The deep blue sun converged, the pale golden patterns converged, turning into a flying sword and flying into his eyebrows.

Flying down from the sky, stepping on the ground.

There was no formation fluctuation, no spell fluctuation; in the previous sword Qi explosion, they had all been ground away completely.

Jiang Ding arrived in front of the emerald ancient tree, his spiritual sense scanning the four directions carefully.

"Oh?"

His expression moved, his spiritual sense spread out a layer of floating soil under the tree, revealing a simple and vicissitudinous stone plate book.

Characters were dense on it; even though countless years had passed, one could still feel a tragic emotion within it.

Couldn't help but feel melancholy.

"... Sixty-two years old, I am at peak Qi Condensation, Mother passed away... She said to me many times, that for a child to be like this, there are no regrets... can smile at the Nine Springs, do not worry..."

"... How can I not worry?"

"... From then on, I no longer had a mother, alone in heaven and earth..."

"..."

"... Seven thousand two hundred and nineteen years old, accidentally passing through a valley, discovered this Grass-Jade Spirit Root, missed my mother again, tears formed lines and fell... Although I have the name of being invincible in the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect, how can I reverse the passage of time..."

"... If I had this opportunity when I was young, I don't know if I could have seen Mother a few more times?..."

"... Transplanted it here."

"Sinking Crane Daoist, leaving a memory."

"I don't know how many years ago."

Jiang Ding sighed low: "A child's child once cried here, and now, another child's child has come here for the same reason."

"The world is truly a cycle."

Collecting the feelings of melancholy and self-pity.

Jiang Ding stepped forward, carefully picking the red Grass-Wood Spirit Fruit, putting it into a jade box, and using the same method to collect the other one, putting it into his storage jade pendant.

After everything was done, Jiang Ding's heart suddenly relaxed.

As if the dark clouds had dispersed, his mood brightened a lot.

"This formation..."

Jiang Ding was about to fly away, seeing the formation that had been thoroughly destroyed on the ground, feeling unbearable.

This place entrusted a child's missing of his mother, how could it be exposed here without any protection?

Picking was one thing, but letting exotic insects and greedy people destroy it, even if it was harmful to others and not beneficial to themselves, was too heartbreaking.

Checking the storage bag.

"Tier 2 formation, the most ordinary and simple one, Thousand Blade Gold Killing Formation, just this one, the materials are barely enough, but it can only be arranged to Tier 1 top-grade."

"For the rest, I need specially refined formation flags, formation bases, I don't have this."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, busy in the courtyard.

He combed the earth veins with high efficiency, determined the formation nodes, and from time to time cut down Tier 2 Gold Spirit Iron with the Taiqing flying sword, carved runes and buried them deep underground, connecting with the earth veins.

This was not difficult for a Tier 2 formation master of the Immortal Sect.

If it weren't for the lack of materials and professional tools, a Tier 2 formation could also be arranged.

Over an hour later, the last Tier 2 Gold Spirit Iron formation pile was buried underground.

"Rise!"

Jiang Ding input magic power.

Hum!

The thatched small courtyard hummed, strands of pure golden patterns appearing, carrying the sharp Qi unique to metal attributes, connecting and crisscrossing everywhere, strands of golden blade Qi appearing and disappearing.

Finally, forming a dense and orderly whole, the aura hovering between peak Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment.

"Done, just like this."

Jiang Ding tested it, converged the formation, and repaired the thatched small courtyard caused by the battle, restoring it to its original appearance.

After everything was finished, he flew toward the distance.

The thatched small courtyard quieted down, restoring the appearance it had maintained for countless thousands of years.

A long time later.

A faint sigh appeared in the courtyard.

"... Mother..."

"... Unknowingly so many years have passed..."

The soil on the ground squirmed, strands of earth-yellow spiritual light surging into the newly arranged Thousand Blade Gold Killing Formation, repairing the details within, adding formation patterns, and quickly raising it to the Tier 2 level.

The roar of battle in the horizon quieted down.

A long time, no movement.

"How is the Little Martial Uncle-Grandmaster?"

Han Lin, who was lurking on a big tree, couldn't help but let his imagination run wild: "Sword cultivator, too violent, if you can't beat them, just give up, no matter how important, leave it for another day, I must take it as a warning..."

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth beside him changed slightly, making his face fearful, but then quickly relaxed.

A pale blue sword Qi appeared abruptly beside him, carrying a jade box, dissipating spontaneously, letting the jade box fall.

"Thank you, Little Martial Uncle-Grandmaster!"

Han Lin hurriedly caught it, opened it to check, suddenly overjoyed, his heart settled.

"If you need protection, protection during the period of taking the Grass-Wood Spirit Fruit, it is still effective."

A voice came.

"This disciple understands."

Han Lin clasped his fists, grateful.

But he didn't mention at all whether he would go to Gold Spirit Mountain to retreat, entrusting his safety to someone else's morality.

Seven or eight hundred meters away,

"Finally got it!"

Jiang Ding flew in the sky, checking the Grass-Wood Spirit Fruit in the jade box again, couldn't help but cheer: "Mom will get the Grass-Wood Spirit Body, there is a good chance of living past one hundred and twenty years!"

"Great joy! Great joy!"

"Go hunt down that black-robed old man to celebrate."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 227 =====