Chapter 5

Six-thirty in the morning.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

His limbs and knees were a bit sore, but it didn't have much impact.

Got out of bed, put on clothes, picked up the practice sword placed by the bed, and Jiang Ding left home quietly.

The sky was cool. At this time, the workers were still fast asleep. In the residential area, except for the retired elderly exercising and the breakfast shop owner, there were only a few figures of sanitation workers, and the park was even more so.

Found an empty flower bed.

Clang! A bright silver sword light appeared, and with himself as the point, he slashed out a nearly regular circular shape.

Even without the real-time display of the practice room, he could clearly feel that his "Young Eagle Taking Flight Sword Art" had improved a little bit.

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The sword stance changed, 639 muscles turned like flowing water, turned, countless small muscle forces concentrated on the large muscle forces, and finally gathered on the arm holding the sword, and the speed of the sword light suddenly increased a bit.

"This kind of trace looks like a cultivator from the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace outside the realm. They have always been hostile to the Immortal Sect..."

One day is sixteen points. Ten thousand library points need nearly two years of time!

Jiang Yuan rolled her eyes.

Two bonfires were crackling and burning in the open space, roasting some dried meat, sweet potatoes, and the like.

"Foundation Establishment cultivator..."

When he returned home, Jiang Yuan was already up, yawning and washing, her hair messy, and Lin Wanqu was preparing breakfast.

"Dirty Sword Stance!"

Concentrating on looking, five kilometers away, a group of people entered the drone reconnaissance range one after another, with dozens of people, and more than ten people triggered the drone alarm.

"There really are people!"

An elk appeared and disappeared, several forest wolves followed its footsteps and disappeared and appeared. The sky gradually changed from the hot sun to dusk, followed by night, and the infrared perspective could still monitor the earth at all times.

In the sound of laughter, someone took out a gourd of wine, and by the firelight, one sip after another.

Helmet on, camouflage uniform, drone, gloves, sword, pistol... After checking one by one, enter the other world again.

In the quiet park, inexplicable feelings arose in Jiang Ding's heart.

This is risky, but if you miss the college entrance exam and cannot get into the Daoist Department, you still have to serve in the military and guard the Immortal Sect's military base outside the realm. At that time, you will also face risks without strength.

The sky was completely bright, people were coming and going on the street, and the whole city had completely restored its vitality.

Jiang Ding took a shower, changed into clothes, prepared his schoolbag, and sat in front of the dining table.

This is a powerful person who is one realm higher than him.

Clang! Sword unsheathed, sword light danced, and there was even the sound of the sword edge cutting through the air, and a set of sword moves was completed.

Near the broken building, there were one after another deep pits several meters wide, radiating outward, and the bottom had been completely glazed. From time to time, one could see a faint bright red smear.

If missed, the immortal path is cut off, and one will be an Immortal Sect foundation for a lifetime.

Arriving at the classroom, put the schoolbag containing the long sword and pistol into the password box in the classroom—students are not allowed to hold weapons in the school.

The college entrance exam is the greatest opportunity for Immortal Sect citizens without background to embark on the immortal path, and there is only one chance in a lifetime.

Which noble young master came out to play?

Working hard for two hours, under the scorching sun, he managed to dig eight plant specimens in the case of proficiency. After submitting them, he could get eight points, and the ten thousand points were far away.

"Turn, Harmony, Rush, Hide..."

Jiang Ding's camouflage uniform color and style changed rapidly, and finally formed the appearance of an ancient green long gown, and the color was fixed, no longer changing with the change of the environment.

The sweet potato was cooked through. The old farmer peeled off the burnt black skin, revealed the fragrant fruit meat, and handed it to his grandson. He roasted a piece of dry food and swallowed it whole.

Jiang Ding vigilantly scanned the surroundings and found no suspicious people or things.

Lunch at the school cafeteria, practice sword for a while, and then take a one-hour nap—Jiang Ding insists on maintaining sufficient sleep every day.

Bad fate? Jiang Ding gripped the sword hilt and did not participate in their discussion.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes to rest and ignored her.

Jiang Ding was surprised. He actually understood the language of the two woodcutters.

Jiang Ding was pleasantly surprised to find that the classroom content that sounded like a heavenly book in the past could be understood in part, and he didn't have to force himself to maintain focus again and again, and naturally immersed himself in the teacher's lecture.

Jiang Yuan ran around with messy hair, and her slippers made a tapping sound.

Jiang Ding was panicked. He didn't do anything!

"He is a pervert."

On the other side, the big men's voices were as loud as cows, laughing loudly from time to time.

A seven-story building was cut obliquely into two halves, one head fell to the ground, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

Jiang Ding didn't care, found a corner and sat down.

"This... beast!"

The eyes of the big men showed longing and yearning.

"The Seven Profound Sect of Dongling Prefecture was actually destroyed by the Gold Knife Sect. This is a sect that has existed for hundreds or thousands of years. Maybe the history is even longer than the current martial arts leaders, the Boresi Temple and the Qingniu Temple. It's a pity."

Stepping in, being excellent enough, you can even get treatment comparable to Nascent Soul registered disciples.

Wearing contact lenses, confirming that he can receive images from three drones in the sky normally, the pistol is in a hidden pocket, and he changed into a wig prepared in advance.

"Mom, brother, where are my red and white shoes?"

Lin Wanqu put breakfast on the table, found a pair of shoes from Jiang Yuan's room and handed them to her, tidied her hair, and said helplessly: "Can you learn from your brother? He gets up at 6:30 every day, and everything is done."

This is the obligation of every adult citizen, and you can't escape it.

Jiang Ding's heart shook.

Dongling Mountain is steep and rugged, spanning several states, and from time to time, mountain ginseng, old medicine, and rare beasts appear.

Besides the woodcutters, there were several people wearing weapons passing by the broken temple, resting for a period of time.

Jiang Ding didn't care and placed the books properly, asking softly.

Perhaps the preparatory stance should not be a sword stance that is specially emphasized, but a state, an orderly relaxed state when not in battle, and can instantly tense up when needed.

This attracted countless herb pickers and Jianghu people to go deep into it. If they were lucky enough to pick rare treasures, various gangs, martial arts halls, sects in Dongling Prefecture, and even the masters in the Prefecture Mansion would buy them at high prices, reaching the sky in one step.

Jiang Ding was stunned when he heard it.

Killing and destroying sects, seizing wives and daughters, and dominating family property, there is no sense of wrong in the eyes of these people. Does the government of this world not care? Drip, drip! Suddenly, red dots appeared in the contact lenses, and they increased rapidly to more than ten.

Missed the college entrance exam.

"It's true, just say that the Gold Knife Sect is worthy of being one of the six major sects in the world. Just the eldest disciple, 'Sea-Splitting Knife' Wei Xian, who is ninth on the Dragon and Phoenix List, can slaughter a sect by himself, enjoy the countless gold, silver, jewelry, and martial arts secrets accumulated by the Seven Profound Sect for many years, and even kidnap beauties to play with wantonly. This is the true hero of the world!"

"Much smoother?"

"Sure enough, a heavy treasure!" Jiang Ding was secretly happy.

'No! Impossible, if I were exposed, it wouldn't just be mortal warriors coming to hunt me down.'

Jiang Ding was silent.

!.

'It should just be a coincidence.' "Lin'er, look at this Blue Fluorescence Butterfly wing, blue striped fine lines, it must be complete to be sold for money. Mountain ginseng is also the same, the roots must be dug out bit by bit..."

"This won't work."

"Just blame them for their bad fate..."

Everyone in the temple was surprised.

"Beauty? I heard that Flying Snow Fairy, who is 98th on the Dragon and Phoenix List, is from the Seven Profound Sect. I heard that her skin is as white as snow and her temperament is like a fairy. Could it be that she has already been taken into the room by Wei Xian..."

This is definitely a great opportunity!...

On the left are the grandfather and grandson, wearing hemp short clothes, broken and patched, faces black and thin, with a lot of wind and frost, and two medicine baskets beside them.

When you are away from home, don't cause trouble.

Sword after sword, silver sword light appeared and disappeared.

That is a language that sounds completely different from the Immortal Sect language, very awkward, but he understands it without any obstruction, and can feel that he should be able to say it, which is very magical.

"Stop!"

Jiang Ding even doubted whether he had four hours of sleep every day.

His whole body was spotless, without a trace of wind, frost, and dust from the journey, a style of romantic and suave, out of tune with the environment here.

There are not many people, seven or eight, roughly divided into two groups.

At the same time, the tactical helmet is connected to the drone overhead, and the footage of the previous nearly twenty-four hours flashes in front of his eyes.

By the fire, the old farmer held a pair of butterfly wings and whispered something, and the grandson with a red and black face nodded from time to time.

But just now, every time the sword rose, there was a hint of inspiration, and the sword stance was extremely smooth.

The afternoon is Geography class and the fixed last two sessions of cultivation class.

"It's not an illusion!"

"Arm Sword Stance!"

"Three Internal Qi Realm warriors."

After breakfast, the family parted at the bus stop and went to their respective places.

A delicate-looking youth walked in slowly, with pitch-black long hair reaching his waist, wearing a green gown and cloth shoes, the fabric was smooth and delicate, and a black-sheathed long sword was worn around his waist.

After a moment of silence, the sound of people returned to the broken temple.

"Sin!"

On the right are five or six big men, all wearing weapons, all in black sportswear. The most conspicuous is the big man with a beard in the middle. A fine steel crescent axe placed on the ground in front of him shines with cold light.

This broken temple is the last place to stay before entering Dongling Mountain. Most of the herb pickers and Jianghu people who come and go will choose to take a break here.

"What's the pity? What's the use of living long? Jianghu people ultimately have to rely on strength to speak."

This person is so strange, he didn't speak when he came in, and he didn't drink a sip of water.

Jiang Ding held the sword hilt and said suspiciously.

Passengers on the bus discussed enthusiastically. There is no separation between immortals and mortals on Blue Fluorescence Star, and many knowledge is open.

Jiang Ding calmed down rapidly, stood up, and turned to the entrance of the broken temple.

Jiang Ding took a deep breath and touched the rusty sword tip in his pocket.

"Step Sword Stance!"

They surrounded from all directions rapidly, the target seems to be this broken temple! 'Am I exposed?'

The gathering of extreme power did not lose balance. The left foot moved obliquely, his body was like a ghost, and he brought the sword with his body to cut a fallen leaf into two halves, and the fracture was smooth.

Jiang Ding's eyes moved. In the monitoring screen, the scene of the woodcutter and the child carrying firewood flashed by.

He took a few steps back, hid in the bushes on the side, and the color of the camouflage uniform changed, soon becoming the appearance of shrub branches. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the figure.

Jiang Ding's pupils shrank.

Today, a different bus driver was changed, and he didn't take a detour, passing straight through the place where the incident happened yesterday.

Jiang Ding glanced at the bearded big man and the two people beside him, gripped the sword hilt slightly, and was a little nervous.

The silver sword light retracted, and the edge was restrained.

Jiang Ding paused, feeling compassion.

Heavy treasure!

Even with the heavy treasure in hand, the difficulty of the immortal path increased by at least ten times or more than ten times.

Everyone in the broken temple glanced and withdrew their gaze.

Practice sword for nearly an hour, then return home with the sword.

"I..."

"Preparatory Stance... Spread Sword Stance..."

Red light flickered several times in the contact lenses.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Ding sent the processed specimens, tactical helmet, backpack, and other things home, contacted Little Cui Bird to recycle, and recharged the drone that was about to run out of power.

The sound of footsteps attracted some glances from people in the temple.

In the past, although he was diligent, the teachers pointed out the direction, but practicing sword was always separated by a layer of fog. No matter how he practiced, it was just a mechanical imitation of the guidance of the Formation Spirit Computer.

"The atmosphere in the class seems a bit dull?"

Li Junhao arrived early, brushing questions, eyes fixed on the test paper, not looking at the side at all.

Light and shadow changed, and a figure appeared silently in a corner under the tree.

"Not only that, I heard that her mother's beauty is even better, and she has already been captured."

He considered himself diligent. Except for necessary sleep and cooking, he spent other time practicing sword and thinking about sword art-related knowledge, but compared to the other party, he was still inferior.

"Look at you!"

The first two sessions in the morning were Chinese and Mathematics, talking about the principles of runes and techniques, formation structures, and the natural rune patterns existing between heaven and earth.

After looking around for the last time, Jiang Ding left here.

No matter what, specimens still need to be collected. This is the only stable income visible at present.

In Jiang Ding's mind, countless muscle and tendon lines combined and changed. They were mechanical formulas of different sizes, rotating and gathering at different angles, and finally obtained a total value that was constantly changing. The twisting and turning of any muscle could change the size of the final value.

It was as if the flesh and blood were flattened by ten thousand tons of heavy pressure. Even after many cleanings, the traces could still be seen.

Yes, he intends to contact the local indigenous people.

He scanned the surroundings.

"A classmate in the next class... met with misfortune yesterday." Li Junhao sighed, his eyes and hands didn't leave the test paper: "We mortals are too weak compared to immortal cultivators."

After school, Jiang Ding couldn't wait to run home, cooked for Jiang Yuan quickly, and entered the room.

"Old man, if there is something at home, you should go back quickly."

After saying that, regardless of what the other party answered, he left the place quickly.

The old farmer was stunned.

The big men around had flickering eyes, and cold eyes looked over from time to time, but in the end, they didn't do anything.

(End of this chapter)