The Immortal Taoist

The next day, after Jiang Ren and Ao Long, respectively, Ling Dao rushed to the third floor of the Jiange. The ten-day privilege obtained from Hong Gang, when it is used, the one-month privilege obtained by Elder Yan Rui must be used in the last 30 days, and naturally it cannot be wasted.

Last time, Lingdao came to the Jiange Pavilion, which was a breakthrough on the first floor, breaking through the physical situation to the true atmosphere. Even at that time, there were ten aura swirls in the top of the head, breaking the record of the sword of the cracker, and no one in the future could surpass it.

"Elders, I need to go to the third floor of the sword court to practice!"

Lingdao took out the token and handed it to the elder of the sword. Originally, the elders of Jiange were still a lazy state, but when he saw that it was Lingdao, it was an instant spirit. He is naturally impressed by this little guy who condenses ten auras.

"Yes, go, I will take you to the third floor!"

If someone else comes to the sword, the elders of the swordsman refer to the road at most. It is impossible to lead the way in person. Only Lingdao has such treatment. After Lingdao expressed his gratitude, he followed the elders of the sword.

"Who is that kid? How does the Swordsman elders personally lead him?"

"Isn’t the elders of the swordsman not always take care of them? How can they care so much about that kid?"

There are also many people who have never seen Lingdao. At this time, they are naturally very surprised. The elders of the swords are usually sitting on the wicker chairs where the old **** is sitting, not to worry about the things here. Unless he is out of the situation, he is too lazy to move.

But now, the elders of the Court are so diligent in giving way to the road, which naturally makes these people extremely shocked. Even if some of the disciples are coming, the elders of the sword will not give face, so they are not surprised.

"You are really ignorant, even Lingdao don't know?"

"When Ling brothers broke through from the flesh to the true atmosphere, there were ten aura swirls on the top of the head. The highest record of our cracked swords is only six auras, but he has ten, and the elders can not care. ?"

"What? The original condensed ten aura whirlpool is the kid, no wonder the elders of the squad are so diligent, the kid has endless potential!"

Soon, the elder of the sword was brought to the third floor of the sword court. After finding a good position for Lingdao, the elders of Jiange were left with a smile. Among the cracked swords, there are such disciples, and it is the blessing of the swords of the sacred swords. The elders of the swords are naturally very happy.

In the next month, Lingdao was basically practicing in the third floor of Jiange. On the third floor of the Jiange Pavilion, the heavens and the earth are extremely rich, and it is natural to do more with less. Even outside, Lingdao is sure to break through to the peak of the true atmosphere in a month, let alone on the third floor of the Jiange.

What's more, Lingdao is different from others. He is forcibly getting through the meridians. Other true-minded warriors are cautious, slowly dredging a line of meridians. They dare not have the slightest intention, for fear of damaging their meridians.

Lingdao has cultivated a ridiculous singer, and he does not have to think about those things at all. Even if he wants to destroy his own meridians, it is impossible to do this in his body. He forcibly opened the meridians and did not harm himself.

The eight classics, the twelve classics, all within one month, all open. The total amount of infuriating in the body is also several times more than a month ago. Nowadays, the infuriating in his body can already run for a big Sunday.

On the third floor of the sword court, he has officially broken through to the peak of true atmosphere. If it is not for him to suppress his own realm, it is possible to break through to the ruin. However, he still does not want to break through now, and he is a little better.

"Now, I have a power of 90,000 jins with one hand. If I go further, I might reach the power of a dragon!"

Under normal circumstances, you will have the power of a dragon. However, Lingdao has great ambitions. He wants to achieve this step when he is in a real atmosphere. If he was a past life, he could never do it, but in this life, he cultivated a wild and singular power.

The strength of 90,000 jin, and the strength of 100,000 jin, although only a difference of 10,000 jin, is equivalent to the difference between heaven and earth. If he suppresses the realm, it may be possible to reach the power of a dragon in the true atmosphere.

If you let others know what he thinks, he must have thought he was neurotic. The limit of the true peak is the strength of 50,000 jins per hand, but Lingdao not only breaks the limit, but also sets the limit far away.

If it is more than strength, the current Lingdao is stronger than many of the forces of the martial arts. Moreover, his kendo rumors are much higher than those who rushed to the warriors. Even if he is now fighting with Zhou Xinghe, he is not afraid.

Unfortunately, he does not want to find Zhou Xinghe now because he can't expose all his strength. With only half the strength, he is not sure to beat Zhou Xinghe. Obviously, there is a strong fighting power, but it can't be displayed. Even Lingdao is a bit depressed.

On the first day of his arrival at the third floor of the Jiange, Zhou Xinghe personally sent the next sword. Now, Lingdao already has two lower swords, which is enough for many elders to envy and hate, let alone those disciples.

The threat of the proud dragon, Zhou Xinghe did not dare not care. If the proud dragon is really crazy, and smashed Zhou Xinghe's five limbs, then Zhou Xinghe cried nowhere to cry. Such a good disciple of the proud dragon, the **** of the sword is naturally reluctant to expel, at most it is to punish it.

"My sword, is it so good to take it?"

Zhou Xinghe had already done his hands and feet on the sword under the handle. As long as Lingdao had been carrying the sword under the handle, he would be poisoned sooner or later. There is a chronic poison on the sword under the handle, which is colorless and odorless, and has no shadow and invisible. It takes a long time to poison the ridge.

At that time, the death of Lingdao naturally had nothing to do with Zhou Xinghe. I have to say that Zhou Xinghe is extremely vicious. If it is replaced by other people, it is really possible to be poisoned by chronic poisons. Unfortunately, he couldn’t think of it. Lingdao is not poisonous.

For Ling Dao, who has cultivated a wild and singular sensation, the infinite swords in the body can be refining, how much poison gas is coming, and how much poison gas is refining. Even if Lingdao can't detect the problem with this sword, nothing will happen.

"Tomorrow, the comparison between the disciples of the true atmosphere is the beginning. Now I have to go to the Tibetan Classics. If the elders can hand over the remaining swords, I will be fine. In that case, my The strength will definitely be able to improve again!"

After Lingdao left the Jiange Pavilion, he rushed to the Tibetan Classical Court. The comparison between the disciples of the true atmosphere, he did not put it in his heart, what he really valued is the fighting sword meeting two months later!