Ding Tiangang's small world covers an area of nearly fifty miles, with green mountains, towering ancient trees, waterfalls and springs, rivers and streams, birds and animals everywhere, and even wild elixirs. It is like a whole new world.
Ding Tiangang said proudly: "Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature. The best way to nourish the small world is to make it closer to nature, and do not artificially change its seasons, solar terms, etc. Over time, It will naturally form a set of orderly operating rules.”
Chu Jun nodded thoughtfully: "Senior Ding, how did your little world come about?"
Ding Tiangang chuckled and said, "Just like you, I picked it up, but when I picked it up, it was still a seed!"
Chu Jun and Zhao Yu couldn't help being surprised. The latter asked curiously: "There is also something like a world seed. What does it look like?"
"A tiny grain of chaos is, to put it bluntly, just a speck of dust that can grow!"
"There are indeed many wonders in this world!" Chu Jun sighed.
Ding Tiangang raised his beard and glanced at Chu Jun and said: "Now that the small world has seen it, you kid, stop talking about him and others, and quickly take out the Zhenlong Cauldron!"
Chu Jun took out a six-pointed star-shaped sign, which was the Zhenlong Cauldron emblem, with a tripod pattern engraved on it, and a golden dragon cruising around.
"Old man Ding, why are you borrowing the Zhenlong Cauldron?" he pushed away Ding Tiangang's impatiently stretched out hand.
Ding Tiangang couldn't help rolling his eyes and said: "What do you care about me, just lend it to me, and I'll return it to you after you use it!"
Chu Jun rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I'm not worried about lending it to you like this. Why don't you just use a seventh- or eighth-grade magic weapon as collateral?"
Ding Tiangang raised his hand and gave Chu Jun a slap in the face, laughing and scolding: "You bastard, get out of here, you think that the seventh and eighth grade magic weapon is just a cabbage, you are so casual, I am afraid that there is no tenth grade magic weapon in the entire Jiuzhou Continent. There is no seventh-grade magic weapon, and not even one eighth-grade magic weapon!”
Chu Jun couldn't help but exclaimed: "Isn't it right? Aren't there two masters of weapon refining in Jiuzhou Continent? Didn't they refine a seventh or eighth grade magic weapon?"
Ding Tiangang said angrily: "There are indeed two masters of weapon refining in Jiuzhou Continent, both of whom are more than three thousand years old. They have only refined five seventh-grade magic weapons in total, and not even one eighth-grade magic weapon."
"Only five pieces? That's too few, and there are no eighth-grade magic weapons. It's not worthy of being called a master of weapon refining!" Chu Jun curled his lips and said.
Ding Tiangang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and laughed and cursed: "You kid, you can't stand and talk without pain in your back. Do you think high-grade magic weapons can be refined so easily? Let alone the seventh-grade magic weapons and above, even the fifth- and sixth-grade magic weapons can be refined. The success rate is not high, and is it easy to find the seventh- and eighth-grade weapon refining materials? Even if someone spends his whole life collecting them, he may not be able to find a seventh- or eighth-grade weapon refining material, let alone a magic weapon! "
Chu Jun couldn't help but touch his chin: "That makes sense, but... Hey, Senior Ding, the dignified president of the Immortal Cultivator Guild, has no reason not to have a seventh-grade magic weapon, right?"
Zhao Yu couldn't help but secretly laugh. It seemed that the bad guy was going to take advantage of the situation again!
Ding Tiangang's white beard was raised like a goat, and he raised his hand to give Chu Jun a powerful blow. However, after Chu Jun said those words, he took a few steps back with the foresight and successfully escaped the disaster. .
"You brat, you don't need to provoke me. I do have a seventh-grade magic weapon, but I can't give it to you!" Ding Tiangang snorted coldly.
"Old stingy!" Chu Jun couldn't help but sneered.
"The power of the sixth-grade magic weapon is already extraordinary, and the eighth-grade magic weapon can be called a divine weapon that can destroy the world. Without the cultivation level of the Concentration Stage, it is impossible to use it. The seventh-grade magic weapon must also have the cultivation level of the God Refining Stage to exert its power. The power is useless even if I give it to you!" Old God Ding Tiangang said in the tunnel.
"Old miser!" Chu Jun continued to slander.
"However, I heard that your kid is collecting magic weapons of level six or above. How about this? I won't lend you your Zhenlong Cauldron for free and give you a level six magic weapon!" Ding Tiangang said, stroking his beard.
Chu Jun gritted his teeth and stretched out two fingers: "Two sixth-grade magic weapons!"
Ding Tiangang's goatee trembled, and his fingers almost touched the tip of Chu Jun's nose. He said loudly: "You brat, you've gone too far. Okay, we've made a deal for two sixth-grade magic weapons. No regrets!" After saying this, He grabbed the Zhenlong Cauldron Emblem from Chu Jun's hand, and his old face smiled like a flower.
Zhao Yu, who was a little sorry at first, couldn't help being surprised. Chu Jun touched his nose and said weakly: "Can three pieces be okay?"
"Haha, we agreed on two things. Can you have some moral integrity?" Ding Tiangang laughed proudly and quickly put the Zhenlong Cauldron Emblem away, for fear that Chu Jun would snatch it back.
"Damn!" Chu Jun couldn't help but touch his chin depressedly, regretting that the price was low.
Ding Tiangang chuckled and said: "You kid, others are so inconsiderate. You have already made a lot of money with two sixth-grade magic weapons, not to mention the sixth-grade mid-level Tai'a sword that Qingqing gave you. Well, by the way, that shocking The dragon cauldron emblem belongs to me, why don't I just treat it as a sixth-grade magic weapon, I..."
"Stop, stop... That Dragon Cauldron emblem was given to me by Ding Ding, not from you, Old Man Ding. I cannot give you less than one of the two sixth-grade magic weapons, otherwise I will never be done with you!" Chu Jun said loudly.
"I know you are a master who doesn't want to suffer losses. Take it!" Ding Tiangang casually took out a space ring and threw it to Chu Jun. He was indeed rich enough.
Chu Jun looked into the space ring with his consciousness, and was immediately happy. He picked up Zhao Yu's right hand, put the space ring on her green finger, and said with a bright smile: "Yu'er, you happen to be missing a space ring." Ring, this is for you!”
Zhao Yu gave Chu Jun an angry look, feeling helpless and sweet in his heart!
Old man Ding couldn't help blowing his beard and rolling his eyes, but he was too embarrassed to ask Zhao Yu for the space ring. He could only blame himself for being too rich, and that boy Chu Jun was too shameless.
After extorting two sixth-grade magic weapons and a space ring, Chu Jun felt comfortable and said with a smile: "Senior Ding, where is Ding Ding?"
Ding Tiangang immediately looked at Chu Jun warily and said: "What? You are full of tricksters, don't you want to abduct my precious granddaughter? Yu girl, you have to take good care of this brat, otherwise I will interrupt the third sentence Legs, it’s you who are heartbroken!”
Zhao Yu's face suddenly turned red and she glared at this disrespectful old man!
Chu Jun couldn't help crying or laughing!
"You brat, it's none of your business now. Get out of here right away. My little darling is practicing in seclusion and has no time to see you!" Ding Tiangang rudely issued an expulsion order.
"Can you give me a quick meal before leaving?"
"The Junshan you call me is a wine restaurant. I'll give you a meal of roasted chestnuts with sugar!" Ding Tiangang raised his hand and gave Chu Jun a chestnut blow. The latter couldn't avoid it and immediately ran away with his head in his arms. .
After leaving Old Man Ding's residence, Chu Jun and Zhao Yu were taken directly to the dock on the island and left by boat.
"Have you met the president?" Qiu Tai'a asked Chu Jun.
When Chu Jun saw Qiu Tai'a's respectful face, the image of old man Ding blowing his beard and staring in the eyes appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but reveal a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth and said: "I see!"
A flash of envy flashed across Qiu Tai'a's face. The old man had rarely seen outsiders in the past hundred years. He always saw the dragon but never saw the end. All the affairs of the Immortal Cultivator Guild were left to the Elder Pavilion and the Young Master. Now he suddenly summoned Chu Jun and Zhao Yu are really unbelievable.
The three of them came to the pier and were about to board the ship. When a single ship docked at the port, a group of people walked off the ship. At first, there was an old man wearing a fiery red robe. Although his hair was all white, he had a face. But he was rosy and shiny, almost like a teenager in his teens. His eyes were as bright as lightning, and his two thick black eyebrows turned out to be connected "one" eyebrows, which was very eye-catching.
As soon as the red-robed cultivators got off the boat, they all looked over. Chu Jun and Zhao Yu both felt an invisible sense of oppression!
"It turns out it's Master Qiu. Why did you come to Junshan?" asked the red-robed cultivator.
Qiu Tai'a squeezed out a smile on his bronze face and said: "The old man summoned the two people behind me, so I brought them here!"
The red-robed cultivator and the people around him were slightly moved, and looked at Chu Jun and Zhao Yu again with burning eyes!
The "unibrow" gaze fell on Chu Jun's face, nodded and said: "Sure enough, they are formidable young people. They have cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage at a young age. The two of them have very sharp eyes. I don't know what to call them!"
The status of this red-robed cultivator in the Immortal Cultivator Guild was obviously not low. Chu Jun cupped his hands and said, "My lord, Chu Jun, this is my wife, Zhao Yu!"
"Oh, it turns out to be Fellow Daoist Chu. I wonder why the president summoned you two?"
Qiu Tai'a frowned slightly. Chu Jun didn't know this person's identity in the Immortal Cultivator Guild, but it seemed inappropriate for him to openly ask such a question!
"Senior Ding is just asking me about the affairs on the eighteenth floor!" Chu Jun said calmly.
"One eyebrow" nodded thoughtfully: "I see, I heard that a group of people just came out of the 18th floor, and you are one of them?"
"Exactly!"
"Okay, let's go!" The red-robed cultivator waved his hand and led the people towards the island.
Chu Jun and Zhao Yu looked at each other. This guy didn't seem to have much respect for Old Man Ding!
"He is Zhang Yan, the chief elder of the Elder Pavilion of the Immortal Religion Association, and he is surrounded by elder members of the Elder Pavilion!" Qiu Tai'a said calmly.
Chu Jun's heart moved. It seemed that the Immortal Cultivator Guild was not in a state of "singing and dancing". As expected, there was a power struggle wherever there were people. This Zhang Yan was brave enough to openly ask about the president's affairs. He was really crazy!
"Let's go!" Qiu Tai'a flew onto the ship.
Chu Jun glanced at the red-robed cultivator in the distance, who looked like stars over the moon, and then pulled Zhao Yu's catkin onto the single formation ship.
The man in red robe suddenly stopped, frowned and said: "Chu Jun? This name seems familiar, let someone check his details!"
"Yes, Mr. Ge!"