The Immortal Taoist

The quaint attic, the atmosphere is magnificent, like a sword, standing proudly between the heavens and the earth, the wind sword king is dead, I don’t know how many years, I didn’t expect this attic to be preserved so well, I want to come to the original sword king to build This loft must have cost a lot.

"Let's go in."

For the dead star martial arts, Li Bingyan did not have any regrets. Anyway, those stars and martial artists and his non-intimate sins, even if they all died, have nothing to do with him. His purpose is to flow the sword and the sword of the sword. Inheritance, now it is in the attic of the Swordmaster, naturally closer to the sword.

At the moment, Lingdao and others are heading to the Jiange Pavilion. The closer they are to the Jiange Pavilion, the more they can feel the grandeur of the Jiange Pavilion. The swordsman of the ancient times is not comparable to the current Qiankun warriors. Now there are more than a dozen Qiankun. The kings of the kings joined forces, I am afraid that they are not the opponents of the ancient sword king.

After Lingdao stepped into the Jiange Pavilion, he felt that the scene in front of him changed. Shi Sanyi and Li Bingyan all disappeared. Here he is alone, lonely and like a forgotten corner, others and Lingdao The same is true. After entering the attic, it is completely separated from everyone else.

"Young people, fight me, if you can beat me, you can enter the real attic."

Appearing in front of Lingdao is a middle-aged man with a rough face and a burly face. His voice is exactly the same as that of the previous thick voice. It is the guy who calls the Swordmaster and wants to enter the Swordmaster. Attic, nature is not that easy.

"I will not bully you, I will only use a little higher than you."

After listening to the words of the middle-aged man, in the eyes of Ling Dao, there is a flash of smile. Ling Dao is now in the late stage of the real world. If the middle-aged man uses the power of the peaks, it is impossible to be the opponent of Ling Dao. Such a test, for Lingdao, there is no difficulty at all.

"Okay, then I shot."

In fact, Ling Dao is extremely curious about the middle-aged man. The swordsman has died for so many years. The middle-aged man is called the master of the wind and the sword, so how many years have the middle-aged man lived, even if it is the king of the Qiankun, it is fundamental. I can't live for so many years, what kind of existence is a middle-aged man.

Although there are so many doubts in my heart, Lingdao did not ask much. This matter may have involved the privacy of middle-aged men. He is naturally unlikely to tell Lingdao. Anyway, he asks questions, so naturally there is no need to do anything more. As long as you pass the fifth test, you can go to the swordsman of the Swordmaster.

"Ben Lei has no shadow sword."

A purple sword light, scratching the void, stabbed the middle-aged man at a speed that is invisible to the naked eye. What surprised Ling Dao was that the middle-aged man did not use any swords, but directly reached out to the palm of his hand. Prepare to use the palm of your hand to block the attack like Lingdao.

At the crucial moment, Lingdao also received some strength. He and the middle-aged man were innocent and innocent. Naturally, there was no need to die. His behavior did not escape the eyes of middle-aged men. Originally, the middle-aged man was only going to Lingdao. As an ordinary warrior, it is now a bit of appreciation for Lingdao.

There are not a few warriors who want to get the wind sword and the wind sword king. However, it is the first one to be merciful to him like Ling Dao, although even if Ling Dao goes all out, he can’t hurt him, but Ling Dao does this. After all, let his heart be more comfortable.

"呲啦"

Ben Leijian stabbed on the palm of a middle-aged man and splashed a piece of Mars. Unfortunately, the skin of the middle-aged man’s palm was not broken. It must be said that the middle-aged man’s body is too strong and even Lingdao uses the sword. They did not hurt his body.

"My name is Dashan, you are very good, go in."

After the middle-aged man reported his name, he made a gesture of asking. Lingdao did not defeat Dashan, but only from that sword, Dashan could see that the martial arts were not lingering. It’s not necessary for the opponent of the road to fight again.

"I was the first to come in."

At this time, Lingdao has already stood in the Jiange Pavilion. Others are all standing outside the door. After all, there is only one person in the mountain. Naturally, only one test can be passed one after another. Lingdao passed the fifth test and naturally entered the Jiange Pavilion. If it is impossible to pass, I am afraid there is only one dead road.

Lingdao did not hesitate, and went straight into the sword court. A long sword appeared in front of his eyes. As a sword repairer, he also mastered the origin of the sword. Lingdao and Jian are very good communication, even He can also feel the friendly ideas from these swords.

These swords did not reach the level of the birth of the sword spirit, but Lingdao understands that every sword is spiritual, even the most common iron sword has spirit, but ordinary people can not find their spirituality, Even today's Lingdao, you can't feel the spirit of the iron sword.

"The old man is a sword-stricken king. He has experienced battles of all ages and small battles. He has never lost a thousand games, but he has never lost his life. Unfortunately, he is limited by talents and can no longer go further. He can only die here. The road to sword repair is realized. Tongtian Avenue, you can't realize it is the abyss.

On the way to the martial arts, this is the battle with the sky. Unfortunately, the old man was defeated. In his later years, he was concentrating on the kendo, and he created a thirteen-style style. He dare not say that every kind of power is enough to shake the earth, but it is indeed the brainchild of the old man’s life. If someone in the future can get the inheritance of the old man, be sure not to let the style of the wind run away. ”

There is a stone monument in front of the sword court, which is engraved with these words, iron painting silver hook, each word is written by the wind sword king, Lingdao can imagine the picture, an old sword repair, self-knowledge breakthrough hopeless You can only learn the swordsmanship here and wait for the arrival of the big limit.

"The road to sword repair is so cruel."

Did not do too much emotion, Lingdao directly looked at the thirteen sets of pictures on the wall, can come to the Jiange, it is qualified to practice the 13th style of the wind, these thirteen pictures are from the style of the wind, but not the wind All of the thirteenth styles, in order to get the complete stream of thirteen styles, you must first comprehend these thirteen drawings.

At the time when Lingdao enlightened thirteen deputies, there were already stars and martial artists who came in and out. In addition to Lingdao, there were ten stars in the middle of the war, but unfortunately only six were tested. The other four are already in the hands of the mountains. It is obvious that the mountains are not good.

"Into the sword, either pass the test or die."

When the six stars in the middle of the warriors entered the Jiange, Dashan also followed, and Shi Sanyi and Li Bingyan were able to walk in. Lingdao was not surprised. The other four who really surprised Lingdao were the four of them. The last four brothers, Lingdao thought that their big brother was awesome. I didn't expect that none of them were weak.

"Did they four are playing pigs and eating tigers, deliberately stupid."

Now in the Jiange, seven of them, Lingdao and Shisan are a group. Their four brothers are a group, and the rest is Li Bingyan. In this situation, Li Bingyan naturally sees it clearly. Li Bingyan came over to Lingdao and Shi Sanyi.

"Two little brothers, then, how do we join forces."

Although Li Bingyan is confident, the four brothers are certainly not good to deal with. The two fists are difficult to fight with four hands, not to mention the four-star mid-term warriors at the same time. Li Bingyan does this. Lingdao and Shisanyi can understand, and Li Bingyan teamed up and it is good for them.

"no problem."

Ling Dao and Shi Sanyi both nodded, and then they all looked at the painting on the wall. At this time, the field had been divided into two camps. Lingdao, Li Bingyan and Shi Sanyi were a camp, and the other four brothers. It is another camp. Whether it is the inheritance of the Swordsman or the Sword, they have to fight for it.

"Your qualifications are good. Whoever can get the inheritance of the master depends on your own skills."

Dashan took a chair and then sat in the field. Anyway, he has a long life and doesn't care about the waiting time. Lingdao and others are fully enlightened to describe, and he is looking at everything in front of him. The previous killing of four stars in the mid-term warrior did not seem to affect him at all.

"Big brother, what you have is the source of the wind, it seems that you have the best chance of winning."

"Yes, the sword master is the source of the wind, the same as the big brother."

"Our four brothers are joining forces, and no one is afraid. The three of them are definitely not as good as us. After all, we are one more than them."

What makes Lingdao speechless is that the three people still talk like this, but even the big brother who is the first one can't help but frown. Unfortunately, he has no way to take these three younger brothers. Fortunately, they He is very comfortable with the three flattering shots. The strength of his mastery is the same as that of the Swordmaster. It is indeed the most likely to be passed down.

Just when they were talking, in front of Ling Dao, a blue sword was condensed, and the mountains and eyes were bright. I didn’t expect that the savvy of Ling Dao was so high, and a blue sword was formed, which represented Lingdao. I learned the first style of the 13th style of the wind.

"Qualification is good."

After the mountain was just boasted, it was shocked to close his mouth. What made him stunned was that in just a moment, the second handle of the blue sword appeared in front of Lingdao, followed by the third handle and the fourth. The handle and the fifth handle are all springing up like mushrooms. Lingdao is the first one to come in, but other people don’t even understand the first style. He realizes the 12th style, which is too Fake it.

"This is the 12th style."

In the past, no one came to realize the thirteen styles of the wind, but like Lingdao, in such a short period of time, he realized the twelve styles. Dashan was the first time he encountered, in his long life. The geniuses encountered are not in the minority, but the singularity alone, Lingdao can definitely rank in the top three.