A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

A cauldron stands between the solar systems.

It has absorbed all the thunder and lightning of the heavenly tribulation and the essence of the Tao, absorbed all the light from the stars and the sun, and now has completed the final stage of alchemy, floating quietly in the starry sky.

"Did it work?"

Shen Ji Zhen Zun, who had not been seen for a long time, said with a dry mouth.

Many old friends looked at the two monks.

After not seeing each other for thousands of years, the gap between them has become so big that it is almost reproductive isolation. Now, what the two of them think is almost incomprehensible to the lower-level cultivators, as the difference in their spiritual and computing powers is too great.

Zhenzun Canghai, Zhenzun Mieri, Zhenzun Wanji and others are eager to be promoted to the Hedao so that they can once again participate in the most cutting-edge scientific research on the immortal way. This is very important for their own paths and for the future of the immortal sect.

Jiang Ding looked at Yuan, took a step back slightly, and left the light to the ruler.

"Hahaha!"

"My old friends, it's done!"

Yuan took the lead. Seeing so many old friends again, he was a little excited, as if he had returned to his youth: "Since you can't wait, let's start the furnace."

"Don't worry, everyone will have a share, no one will be left out."

He took a step further and came to the front of the Lei Jie Dan furnace. He communicated with the central array spirit computer. Layers of restrictions opened in front of him, revealing the Dan furnace that looked both physical and energy.

"open!"

He cast a spell.

Buzz!

Buzz!

The alchemy furnace vibrated, cracks gradually appeared, and then it disintegrated and turned into powder, exposing the contents inside.

A strange fragrance filled the air and spread in an orderly manner to the citizens of the entire solar system, lifting people's spirits and making their bodies warm. Many chronic diseases and hidden injuries from cultivation were instantly swept away.

Just this one move can extend a mortal's lifespan by at least five years.

This is a guaranteed minimum.

Everyone looked with eager eyes at what appeared after the alchemy furnace disintegrated.

This is a blue lake. It is not big, only a few thousand kilometers in size. It appears very small in the starry sky of the universe. It seems solid, liquid, and gas, as beautiful as a gem of life.

This is the Immortal Sect’s eighth-grade soul-nourishing and spirit-cleansing elixir!

Of course, not all of them.

Some of the "impurities" in the outer layer of the elixir are only equivalent to golden elixir-grade elixir. The deeper the elixir goes, the more precious it becomes.

"Disperse!"

With the help of the central array spirit computer, he once again cast a spell.

This is a common elixir-condensing technique in alchemy techniques, and it is now being applied to this elixir of fortune that is thousands of kilometers in size.

The blue lake collapsed in this spell and turned into thumb-sized raindrops. They gathered together and flew towards the hundreds of trillions of citizens on the eight planets in the solar system and Pluto like a jade belt in the sky.

Every raindrop has its own owner, and everything has been planned.

Some mortal citizens who received the blessings of their ancestors received a stronger drop, which greatly enhanced their qualifications, giving them qualifications similar to those of spirits, and extending their lifespan by a hundred years.

The higher-level citizens such as foundation building, golden elixir, and Nascent Soul all have elixir raindrops of different levels, which are distributed entirely according to their contributions to this project and their merits in the immortal sect.

There are even more Jindan and Lianxu cultivators further up. Many cultivators who are directly involved in the core projects have elixir raindrops covering hundreds of meters around them, falling continuously.

The largest number of them are naturally the old seniors who have made great contributions to the immortal sect, such as Shenji Zhenzun, Wanji Zhenzun, and Canghai Zhenzun.

The elixir rain around them covered dozens of kilometers and was constantly strengthening their bodies and their magic power. Their lifespans were increasing every minute and every second, and they could easily extend their lives by thousands of years.

This is the eighth-level Creation Elixir!

Although what they obtained was not the most core elixir, but only reached the quasi-eighth level, it was enough to bring about a drastic qualitative change to the Void Refining cultivators.

And where is the real eighth-level elixir rain?

In the distance.

Within a range of tens of thousands of kilometers, a thin old man sat cross-legged, absorbing long strands of Dan Qi with his breath, and his aura was constantly increasing.

This is not an enhancement of magic power and realm, but an enhancement of foundation!

The foundation of Lord Hedao is being changed by the eighth-level elixir of creation.

More eighth-level elixirs rained down upon the Great Sun Sword Master.

What he has here is not a ten thousand kilometer elixir, nor tens of thousands of elixir rain, but elixir raindrops one hundred thousand kilometers in size!

A true eighth-grade celestial-level elixir!

This is the central array spirit computer's assessment of the achievements of the Great Sun Sword Master, and an assessment of the contribution of a powerful celestial being.

Such a great opportunity is enough to make all the celestial cultivators excited.

However, the young man in blue in the spiritual rain sighed.

He absorbed a little symbolically, then stopped practicing and slowly stood up.

limit.

The Great Sun Sword Master has reached the limit of his Void Refining state.

This is not something that an eighth-level opportunity can change, and even a near-immortal level opportunity may not be able to change it.

Because the immortal sect in the upper realm with powerful people close to the immortal level failed to allow Daozi to break through, it was more dependent on Daozi's own luck.

“Donate 20 percent to the Banyan Scholarship.”

Jiang Ding pointed at the rain of eighth-grade elixirs and said.

A large amount of elixir rain disappeared and was collected and stored by the central array spirit computer.

When the Great Sun Sword Master was young, his family was poor and he received help from the Banyan Tree Scholarship, which enabled him to grow up smoothly despite his poverty without too many setbacks.

He always kept it in his heart and never forgot it.

The recipients of the Banyan Scholarship are citizens of Xianmen who meet the qualification requirements and have excellent ideological and moral qualities.

Such people are similar to the young Great Sun Sword Master. Helping these citizens is like helping their younger selves, and they feel happy in their hearts.

"The rest,"

"Give it to the True Venerable Shenji, the True Venerable Wanji, the True Venerable Chengyang, the True Venerable Luling, the True Venerable Gulin, the True Venerable Siyan, the True Venerable Lingfeng, the True Venerable Mieri, the True Venerable Pingyang, the True Venerable Dinghai..."

Jiang Ding spoke softly, reading out the names one by one.

These are all old friends, teachers from my childhood, confidantes, and elders.

These old friends were the top talents in their time. Otherwise, they would not have been able to advance to the realm of spirit transformation and break through the realm of refining emptiness during the difficult years. Now they are beginning to covet the state of unity.

They are all top talents of their era.

However, in the long course of time, among the generations of outstanding people in the immortal sect, and among the geniuses of the ascending immigrants who have emerged over the years, objectively speaking, some of the old friends seem mediocre or even... slightly worse.

Many old friends may die in the heavenly calamity of Hedao.

From the perspective of cold-blooded profit calculation, all resources should be invested in the best-qualified and most talented cultivators. Only in this way can more talents be cultivated, making the probability of the birth of immortals greater.

However,

Beyond interests, and within the law and regulations, monks also have emotions and self.

Private property is sacred and inviolable.

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This is personal wealth. The Great Sun Sword Master's personal wealth will be used on old friends whom he has placed his affection for. He hopes that old friends from many years ago can survive and reunite again many years later.

As the words were spoken and amid the envious gazes of countless True Void Masters, the hundred thousand kilometers-wide rain of eighth-grade elixirs began to shift and fall on the True Void Masters who had been sleeping for a long time, causing them to open their eyes in astonishment.

Eighth level of fortune!

It was created by God and man and appeared on their bodies!

“This, this…”

The True Lord Lu Ling opened his eyes from his retreat, looked at the spiritual rain around him, and was speechless.

"Hahaha!"

"teacher!"

Jiang Ding laughed when he saw this: "Teacher, you gave me the Yin Wuzhu, a magical weapon for sharpening my sword spirit, in the past. Did you expect this day to come?"

"I told you long ago, I'm a millionaire!"

"You didn't believe it at the time!"

"This is indeed unexpected..."

The True Lord of Killing Spirits was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

I vaguely remember that the Great Sun Sword Master was so moved that he wanted to marry his granddaughter to repay him, but he flatly refused. No one would marry their granddaughter to a sword cultivator who was always on the edge of a knife and would fight to the death at any time.

"tutor,"

"You didn't expect that?"

Jiang Ding looked at Chengyang Zhenzun Zhang Junsheng, the teacher who introduced the Great Sun Sword Refining Method to the Immortal Sect, and laughed: "Your talent is so poor that you barely survived the refining heavenly tribulation back then. You cultivated to the peak of refining emptiness only by relying on pills. Have you already given up hope? Have you been preparing for your funeral recently?"

"Hahaha!"

“No way!”

"Hurry up and get up, and prepare to become the God of Hedao!"

"And Senior Mieri-ri!"

“Fuck! You were the first immortal sect cultivator to hit me back then. I still remember you. Don’t let me kill you. In the future, you will be promoted to the state of unity, and then to a celestial being. Then, you can beat me up severely to avenge me…”

Jiang Ding spoke excitedly and gave advice on the country.

He found old friends one by one to chat and reminisce about the past. His heart, which had been shrouded in despair for the past thousands of years, now became much cheerful and lively.

"How can you hold a grudge like this little brat?"

"I've been in prison for years."

The True Lord of Mie Ri said angrily.

Everyone was reminiscing happily about the past. They hadn't seen each other for thousands of years, but there was no sense of distance between them. They talked about many things from ancient times to the present, and their many experiences of fighting side by side, and they were filled with sighs.

"Jiang Ding,"

"Is this thing really useless to you?"

Wanji Zhenzun asked: "Tell me the truth, even if I don't have these things, my chances of advancing to the Hedao are more than 80%. If..."

"Senior Wanji doesn't believe me."

"Senior Yuan."

Jiang Ding laughed and greeted.

"It's really of no use to him."

"This is all heavenly combat power, it's simply a ghost."

Yuan opened his eyes and smiled bitterly: "You kid did this, in comparison, I am really stingy... Of course, in front of the Tao, I am indeed stingy."

If it were an ordinary cultivator, he might have already held a grudge.

Even if they are morally upright and do not bear grudges, others may still have all sorts of complex emotions and dark thoughts in their hearts.

However, for these old friends who have fought side by side for tens of thousands of years, this is just a small scene, just like a breeze blowing on their faces.

"Ha ha!"

"Who wouldn't be stingy in front of the avenue?"

Jiang Ding smiled: "If this is an opportunity to break through the limit of refining emptiness, would I be so generous? We are human beings, not saints. Naturally, we have all kinds of joys, anger, sorrows, happiness, greed, ignorance and caution. Who doesn't?"

"Then I feel relieved."

"I will lay a foundation for my heavenly foundation today..."

Upon seeing this, Wanji Zhenzun did not hesitate any longer, sat down cross-legged, and devoted his whole body and mind to absorbing the eighth-level opportunity.

Shenji Zhenzun and others felt relieved and went into seclusion one after another.

Many old friends have obtained the opportunity of the eighth level today and will not die in the future. This is the greatest blessing in life.