"Tomb of Jiang Zhong" After Jiang Zhong's death, Ling Dao let Jiang Zhong settle down.
Ling Dao even brought a boulder, and then carved a tombstone with the Easy Sword, and engraved these four big characters on the tombstone.
The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, and it is also a good place.
Now there are no conditions, and Ling Dao can only build such a simple tomb.
During this period of time, Ling Dao has been sleeping in the open air, staying here to accompany Jiang Zhong.
"Boom" A deafening sound resounded through the sky, and a waterfall thousands of meters high fell.
Like ten thousand horses galloping, it shook the earth and shook all directions.
At the bottom of the waterfall, there was a thin figure.
"Daluo Dynasty, Tianwu Sect, Death Tower" The Xiaoyao Mansion was destroyed, Jiang Zhong fled with him for thousands of miles, and Jiang Zhong was humiliated in the Tianwu Sect, these things are vivid, as if they happened yesterday.
If he wants to avenge the palace guards and Jiang Zhong, he must be strong.
For a month, he stood at the bottom of the waterfall every day, from only a few breaths at the beginning, to a whole day, during which he also suffered.
If you don't have great perseverance, you will never be able to persevere.
"Whew" It was getting late, the sun had already set, and after Ling Daochang exhaled, 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 little oozing.
"Savage Immortal Strength" Despite the extreme pain and exhaustion, he did not rest, but began to operate the Savage Immortal Force.
At this time, it was the best time to temper the physical body, and he naturally would not miss it.
Anyway, there are countless sword qi in the body, and the body can be tempered anytime and anywhere.
If anyone could see what was going on inside him, they would be amazed.
Every bone of his is crystal clear, but it is unimaginably strong.
The bones all over the body have become extremely tight, and there are extremely ancient runes on the bones.
After the Body Refining Realm was the Bone Refining Realm, and in a month's time, Ling Dao had already crossed the Body Refining Realm and began to refine the bones of his whole body.
Barbaric Immortal Strength is a peerless exercise, and when he really cultivates it, Ling Dao knows the terrifying thing about this exercise.
In his previous life, as a child of the Ling family, he practiced the Ling family's family exercises.
Although the Ling family is far inferior to the Ziwei Holy Land, it is much more powerful than the forces of the Tianwu Sect and the Great Luo Dynasty.
But even if it is the Ling family's family inheritance exercises, it is completely incomparable to the barbaric immortal strength.
No wonder, after Ziwei Holy Land learned that he had the power of a wild immortal, it kept dealing with him.
Such a peerless technique, I'm afraid I can't find it in the crape myrtle holy land.
And even if they find it, they won't be able to cultivate.
Barbarian Immortal Strength, you must cultivate from the beginning, if you have practiced other exercises, then it is impossible to cultivate Savage Immortal Strength at all.
This is also the reason why Ling Dao couldn't see the content of the Barbarian Immortal Jin at all in his previous life, but in this life, he cultivated the Barbarian Immortal Jin by chance.
An hour later, the moonlight was like water, pouring into the mountains and forests, and Ling Dao was finally finished.
When he jumped, it was dozens of meters away, which was enough to see the strength of his physical body.
It would have been impossible for him to do this before.
It didn't take long for Ling Dao to catch a wild boar, which was his dinner.
During this time, he cultivated frantically, and his appetite also increased greatly.
Not only did he wash his body with a waterfall, but he also collided with a boulder directly with his body.
He simply regarded himself as a sword, which had been tempered a thousand times.
"Grandpa Jiang, I have already become a Bone Quenching Realm martial artist, maybe it won't be long before I can break through again.
It would be nice if you were still here, alas" Under the starlight, Ling Dao stood in front of Jiang Zhong's grave and muttered to himself.
Now that he can cultivate, and he has such a peerless technique as the Barbarian Immortal Force, his achievements in the future 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 I don't have enough strength, I won't go to take revenge.
Anyway, the Great Luo Dynasty and the Tianwu Sect are nothing, or it won't be long before I make them regret what they did at the beginning."
The experience is different, the vision is different, and the view of things is naturally different.
In Jiang Zhong's eyes, the Daluo Dynasty is the most powerful force.
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But Ling Dao even dared to break into a big force like the Ziwei Holy Land, and the Great Luo Dynasty was nothing "After tonight, I'm afraid I'm going to have to leave here.
I will go to the Sky Splitting Sword Sect and give you this letter to your brother.
If you can become a disciple of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, it will naturally be the best. ” Ling Dao stood in front of Jiang Zhong's grave, looking extremely lonely, lonely, and lonely.
His mother left him very early, and his father, the King of Escape, broke into the Celestial Dragon Forbidden Land and disappeared for more than a year.
The closest to him is Jiang Zhong, but unfortunately Jiang Zhong has died.
Now he is helpless, he doesn't even have a relative, and everything in the future can only rely on himself.
With the King of Ease, he can hold up a piece of the sky for him, but unfortunately the King of Freedom no longer knows whether he is alive or dead.
This night, Ling Dao lay next to Jiang Zhong's grave, looking at the starry sky, and said a few words to Jiang Zhong from time to time.
It's a pity that Jiang Zhong can't give him any response, he can only talk to himself alone.
"Remember, don't be blinded by hatred, don't lose your mind because of hatred" The figure of the King of Freedom seemed to appear in front of Ling Dao's eyes, and he said earnestly.
A long time ago, the Xiaoyao King had noticed the hatred in Ling Dao's heart, and although he didn't know the reason, the Xiaoyao King didn't ask in detail.
If it weren't for the fact that he hated the crape myrtle holy land very much, Ling Dao would not have impulsively killed the crape myrtle holy land.
"Promise me, before you don't have the strength, don't go to take revenge Promise me" Jiang Zhong's voice sounded in Ling Dao's ears, and Ling Dao remembered the situation at that time even more clearly.
When Jiang Zhong was dying, he was still thinking about Ling Dao, not himself.
Thinking of this, Ling Dao's mind even remembered the scenes he had with Jiang Zhong before.
As if he were his grandfather, Jiang Zhong watched him grow up step by step.
"Is it already dawn?"
When Ling Dao fell asleep, he didn't know himself.
If it weren't for the sun shining on his face now, I'm afraid he would still be asleep.
He reluctantly glanced at Jiang Zhong's grave, and then turned away.
"Grandpa Jiang, I'm leaving" I don't know when I'll be able to come back, but he has to go.
Now he is just a Bone Quenching Realm martial artist, and there is a difference of 108,000 miles between him and a big force like the Great Luo Dynasty or the Tianwu Sect.
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