Chapter 53: Rich Harvest

Cliff edge.

Jiang Ding stood pressing his sword, his eyes closed slightly, internal power surging in the large and small branches of the twelve main meridians, facing the sea of clouds, continuing to develop and nourish more tiny branches.

1,307 large and small branches of the twelve main meridians, this is the meridian that has been tempered and nourished and can be passed by internal power.

After the continuous doubling increase of the micro-heavenly cycle, small heavenly cycle, and the great accomplishment of the technique realm, plus the continuous "Hundred Essence to Qi Pill" on weekdays, now he can temper and nourish 80 tiny branch meridians every day.

To reach the realm of 'Great Heavenly Cycle', it takes 234 days, nearly eight months!

If the ambition is bigger, and he peeks at the next realm, 'Great Perfection of the Heavenly Cycle', 108,000 meridians, it takes 1,333 days, nearly four years of time!

I don't know how long the college entrance examination will be over.

"Young Master, come with me, found something..." Long San walked in a hurry and came to Jiang Ding, his face full of horror that could not be covered.

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Long San took a group of clerks, and the dozens of boys and girls who had just been released, rummaged everywhere, occasionally showing surprise, and concentrated things in the open space to classify and put them away.

The karst cave is empty, naturally formed, and the Fierce Tiger Stronghold has carried out some transformation. The oil lamps embedded in the walls were lit again, making everything in the cave clearly visible.

"Zhendong Marquis!"

For this reason, Long San had to mobilize five clerks with clean backgrounds and the most reliable ones, distribute weapons to them, and separate them to monitor everyone, not allowing them to hide anything.

He had an urge to run away immediately. Without reaching the Primordial Realm, Internal Qi martial artists are difficult to pose a threat to cultivators.

Jiang Ding was greatly wary: "If there are demonic cultivators, then they must be connected with the Zhendong Marquis!"

Gripping the sword hilt tightly, he looked around vigilantly.

"Also, micro-spiritual vein!"

This is a mountain of gold and silver! Carefully search the rooms of each stronghold leader, don't let go of any interlayer, and dig three feet into the ground. The high-value items such as gold and silver gathered from them are all placed here.

It is indeed the most outstanding batch of young people in the Immortal Sect, a top-tier immortal cultivation force spanning many minor worlds, and people with terrifying talent and strong backgrounds are everywhere.

Continuing to walk forward, a half-dry broken blood pool appeared in front of the two, making a rumbling sound from time to time, bubbling, and bones with half-flesh and blood rolling up.

'Blood-qi type elixir.'

In the center of the empty karst cave, the thick whale oil long-burning lamp burned fiercely, but what it shone on was the white bones scattered everywhere! The slender white bones were piled up here layer by layer, covering the ground, without a trace of flesh and internal organs left, reflecting a pale light under the lamp fire.

"Useless thing."

At that time, the biology teacher also said some things with a disdainful tone. Primordial Qi belongs only to individuals, carries personal aura, and not to mention that it is difficult to refine, even if it is refined, integrating it into oneself will also dirty one's own soul and flesh, doing more harm than good.

Jiang Ding pressed his sword, walked through the broken blood pool one by one, and bits of details surfaced in his eyes, corresponding to the Chinese and mathematics knowledge learned in the classroom one by one.

A few hours later.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, slightly surprised, and found that he was not like this when he found Lu Jingtian's secret treasure room.

He nodded and didn't ask anything.

Long San lowered his voice, obviously also frightened by this weird thing that exceeded common sense: "When we came, we also saw this by the blood pool."

If ordinary people can be re-refined in the way of alchemy and blood, then it is possible to return them to the Primordial Realm and get strands of Primordial Qi, whether it is used to refine treasures or cultivate demonic arts, it is a great supplement.

Jiang Ding was shocked, almost instinctively wanting to touch the rusty sword tip to return to the Immortal Sect, and it took great willpower to barely control it.

"Yiqi Gang Yang Dongsheng, the second stronghold leader 'Supporting Heaven Tiger' Zhou Kun who is good at military strategy, Jin Long Chamber of Commerce Ding Feng... what kind of person, what kind of force, can be connected with them at the same time?"

Jiang Ding was expressionless, internal power surged in his hand, and he smashed the blood pill and the wooden box into countless tiny fragments.

Spiritual veins are not unchanging. Natural spiritual veins will change with the movement of the earth's veins, either increasing spiritual energy, decreasing spiritual energy, or disappearing directly. Micro-spiritual veins fluctuate the most.

Some demonic sects believe that humans are the spirits of all things, even mortals are born with a strand of Primordial Qi, but they are covered in dust later.

He carefully took out a red blood pill from a wooden box, emitting a fascinating and sweet smell.

It was not that he was not strong; ascending to the Primordial Realm after four years would make him a twenty-year-old fledgling Primordial expert. This was, of course, a fallacy.

"... Too cruel... Lu Jingtian and these people."

A red sun revealed its tip, red clouds filled the sky, and the sky was already bright.

His grades can catch the tail of the university cultivation department, but it is far from enough to strive for the top.

Fierce light flashed in Jiang Ding's eyes.

A thought popped up in Jiang Ding's mind.

A pile of various grains that had not been burned also piled up into a mountain.

"Some are similar to the Spirit Gathering Array, some look like the Water Condensation Array, and some array patterns are not recognized. They should be... very broken, even if they don't move, they will self-destruct within a few months at most. It should be that a demonic cultivator stayed here a long time ago, set up an array, and never came back..."

Especially when searching for the stronghold leader Lu Jingtian's mansion, he found a basement in his room, piled with gold, silver, rare old medicine, martial arts secret books, etc., which dazzled people's eyes.

The remaining 20% is estimated to be used for breakthrough internal qi, the kind that can never make progress in a lifetime, and will also shorten life.

Long San's heart instinctively felt regret, but naturally didn't dare to say anything.

The two walked quickly to the Gathering Hall that had been burned to charcoal, followed Long San's footsteps, Jiang Ding walked into the tunnel along the dug channel, turned seven or eight times, and came to a deep underground karst cave.

This kind of means must be done by evil demonic cultivators. Internal Qi martial artists can't do it no matter how strong they are. "Young Master, no one."

The last one is the smallest, but it is the most eye-catching.

Jiang Ding observed the terrain and environment around carefully and speculated.

In biology class, the teacher mentioned some demonic sect evil cultivators outside the realm and their theories.

However, once they leave, how to collect Blue Fluorescent Butterflies?

"The Fierce Tiger Stronghold found this should be a coincidence."

"But this is the most optimistic idea."

Jiang Ding felt heavy in his heart, not daring to deceive himself.

These teenagers are mostly children of poor families, who have been used to doing work since childhood, and their efficiency is not bad.

"Evil cultivator!"

Several small mountains were piled up in the open space.

One was full of gold and iron, swords, spears, swords, halberds, hammers, etc., with thousands of handles, and dozens of undamaged strong bows and crossbows, bowstrings, arrows, etc. were placed next to them, reflecting light in the sun.

Counting the ones on the mountain, now only 400,000 pairs have been collected, and there is still a difference of more than 100,000 pairs from 500,000 pairs.

"There was a very small micro-spiritual vein here, which is also the reason why this demonic cultivator stayed here many years ago, but the spiritual vein has dried up."

The pill in front of him was naturally condensed by this idea through the remaining array, the impurities were visible to the naked eye, and the death probability of taking it was at least as high as 80%.

Besides, Long San also sent a message to Dongling Prefecture, asking the chamber of commerce to send people who are good at treasure hunting and listening to secret rooms to help.

!.

Turning a corner, Jiang Ding couldn't help but shake, his pupils dilated.

It is related to the Blue Gold Potion, his Dao path! *Clang! * Jiang Ding suddenly drew his sword, sword qi misty, and slashed the broken blood pool on the ground into pieces. The half-dry pool water soaked into the mud and disappeared quickly.

"Get a pile of firewood and burn this place."

"Yes, Young Master."

Long San said respectfully, without any objection.

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