The Immortal Taoist Chapter 17: Practice under the waterfall, bone quenching state
"The Tomb of Jiang Zhong!"
After Jiang Zhong died, Ling Dao let Jiang Zhong enter the soil for peace. Ling Dao even moved a huge stone, and then carved a tombstone with the Xiaoyao Sword, on which these four characters were carved.
The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is beautiful, but it is also a good place. Without any conditions now, Ling Dao could only build such a simple tomb. During this period of time, Ling Dao has been eating and sleeping, staying here to accompany Jiang Zhong.
"Boom Rumble"
The deafening sound resounded through the sky, and a waterfall of several kilometers high fell. It was like a galloping horse, shaking the earth and shaking the surroundings. Below the waterfall, there was a thin figure standing.
"Daluo Dynasty, Tianwuzong, Deming Lou..."
The Xiaoyao Palace was destroyed, Jiang Zhong took him for a thousand-mile escape, and Jiang Zhong was humiliated by the Tianwu Sect. These things are vivid and just like what happened yesterday. To avenge the guards of the palace, to avenge Jiang Zhong, he must become stronger.
For a month, he has been standing under the waterfall every day. From the beginning, he was only able to hold on for a few breaths, and now he can hold on for a whole day, during which he has also suffered. If it weren't for having great perseverance, I would definitely not persist.
"Call..."
It was getting late, the sun had already set, and after Ling Dao took a long breath, he also walked out from under the waterfall. His body had already turned red, as if it was stained with red blood, and it looked a bit oozing.
"Wild Wild Zhu Xian Jin!"
Despite the extreme pain and exhaustion, he did not rest, but started to run the wild Zhuxian Jin. At this time, it was the best time to temper the body, and he would naturally not miss it. Anyway, there are countless sword qi in his body, and he can temper his flesh anytime and anywhere.
If anyone could see what's inside him, he would definitely be surprised. Each of his bones are as crystal clear as jade, but they are unimaginable. The bones of the whole body became extremely tight, and there were extremely ancient runes on the bones.
After the body refining state is the bone tempering state, Ling Dao has crossed the body refining state in a month, and began to temper his whole body bones. Savage Zhuxian Jin is a peerless technique, and Ling Dao knows the terrible part of this technique when he truly cultivates.
In previous lives, as a child of the Ling family, he practiced the Ling family's family practice. Although the Ling family is far inferior to the crape myrtle holy land, it is far more powerful than the forces of Tian Wuzong and the Da Luo Dynasty. But even if the Ling family passed the exercises, it was completely incomparable with the wild Zhuxian Jin.
No wonder, the Ziwei Holy Land kept dealing with him after learning that he possessed the savage power to kill immortals. I'm afraid that you can't find such a peerless technique in the crape myrtle holy land. And even if they find it, they have no way to practice.
The wild Zhuxian Jin must be cultivated from the beginning. If you have practiced other techniques, then it is impossible to cultivate the wild Zhuxian Jin at all. This is also the reason why Ling Dao could not see the content of the wild Zhuxian Jin in his previous life, but in this life he has cultivated the wild Zhuxian Jin by chance and coincidence.
An hour later, with moonlight pouring over the mountains and forests like water, Ling Dao finally finished his cultivation. He jumped tens of meters away, enough to see the power of his physical body. It would be impossible to do this when he was replaced by him.
It didn't take long before Ling Dao caught a wild boar, which was his supper. During this time, he practiced frantically, and his appetite also increased greatly. He not only washed his body with a waterfall, but also directly collided with the boulder. He simply regards himself as a sword and has gone through thousands of tempers.
"Grandpa Jiang, I have become a warrior in the Bone Tempering Realm. It may not be long before I can break through again. If you are still there, that would be great, alas..."
Under the starlight, Ling Dao stood in front of Jiang Zhong's grave, muttering to himself. He is now able to cultivate, and possesses such a peerless technique as the wild Zhuxian Jin, and his future achievements will definitely not be low. It's a pity that Jiang Zhong can't see it anymore, it's a pity.
"Don’t worry, if you don’t have enough strength, I won’t go for revenge. Anyway, the Daluo Dynasty and Tianwuzong are nothing. It won’t be long before I make them regret what they did. !"
Different experiences, different visions, and naturally different views of things. In Jiang Zhong's eyes, the Daluo Dynasty was the most powerful force. But Ling Dao even dared to break into the Crape Myrtle Holy Land, so what did the Daluo dynasty count?
"After tonight, I am afraid I will leave here. I will go to the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, and then give your letter to your brother. If I can become a disciple of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, it is naturally the best. "
Ling Dao stood in front of Jiang Zhong's grave, looking extremely lonely, deserted, and lonely. His mother left him very early, and his father, Xiaoyao King, broke into the Tianlong Forbidden Land and disappeared for more than a year. The one closest to him was Jiang Zhong, but Jiang Zhong was dead.
He is now helpless, not even a family member, and everything in the future can only rely on himself. There is King Xiaoyao, which can hold up a sky for him, but unfortunately King Xiaoyao doesn't know whether it is life or death.
This night, Ling Dao was lying next to Jiang Zhong's grave, looking at the sky full of stars, and talking to Jiang Zhong from time to time. It's a pity ~IndoMTL.com~ Jiang Zhong has been unable to give him any response, he can only talk to himself.
"Remember, don't be blinded by hatred, don't lose your mind because of hatred!"
The figure of Xiaoyao King seemed to appear in front of Ling Dao's eyes, and said earnestly. A long time ago, King Xiaoyao noticed the hatred in Ling Dao's heart. Although he did not know the reason, King Xiaoyao did not ask. If it were not for the crape myrtle holy land, Ling Dao would not impulsively kill the crape myrtle holy land.
"Promise me, before you have the strength, never go to revenge! Promise me!"
Jiang Zhong's voice sounded in Ling Dao's ears, and Ling Dao remembered the situation clearly. When Jiang Zhong was dying, he still considered Ling Dao, not himself. Thinking of this sentence, Ling Dao's mind was even more reminded of the scenes with Jiang Zhong before. Just like his grandfather, Jiang Zhong watched him grow up step by step.
"Has it dawned?"
He didn't know when Ling Dao fell asleep. Had it not been for the sun to shine on his face now, I am afraid he was still asleep. He glanced at Jiang Zhong's grave reluctantly, then turned around and left.
"Grandpa Jiang, I'm leaving!"
This time, I don't know when he will be able to come back, but he has to leave. Now he is just a Bone Tempering Realm martial artist, and he is far away from a big power such as the Da Luo Dynasty or Tian Wuzong.
Target, Anshan County, Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect!
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