The Immortal Taoist Chapter 17

Chapter 17 - Training Under Waterfalls, Tempering Bone Realm

"Jiang Zhong's Tomb!"

After Jiang Zhong died, Ling Dao allowed Jiang Zhong to rest in peace. Ling Dao had even brought a huge boulder over, and then used the Carefree Sword to carve a tombstone. On the tombstone, there were four big words carved.

Here, the mountains were clear and the waters were beautiful. The scenery was beautiful, and it was a good place to be. There weren't any conditions right now, so Ling Dao could only build such a simple and crude grave. In this period of time, Ling Dao had been out in the open, staying all night to accompany Jiang Zhong.

boom rumble rumble *

The deafening sound echoed through the skies as a waterfall thousands of meters high cascaded down. It was as if ten thousand horses were galloping, shaking heaven and earth. At the bottom of the waterfall, there was a thin and weak figure.

"Great Luo Dynasty, Celestial Sect, Killing House …"

The King Carefree Palace had been annihilated, Jiang Zhong fled thousands of miles away with him, and Jiang Zhong, who was atop the Celestial Sect, had been humiliated. He wanted to take revenge for the Duke Palaces. If he wanted to take revenge for Jiang Zhong, he had to become stronger.

For the past month, he had stood under the waterfall every day. In the beginning, he could only endure for a few breaths' time, but now, he could endure for an entire day's time. During this time, he had suffered a lot. If he didn't have great perseverance, he would definitely not be able to persevere on.

"Phew …"

The sky had gradually darkened and the sun had long ago set. Ling Dao let out a long sigh and also walked out from underneath the waterfall. His body had already turned red, as if it was stained with blood.

"Desolate Immortal Slaying Force!"

Despite the extreme pain and exhaustion, he did not rest and began to circulate the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force. This was the best time to temper his body, so he naturally would not miss it. In any case, there were countless sword Qis in his body, allowing him to temper his physical body anytime and anywhere.

If anyone could see what was going on inside his body, they would definitely be shocked. Every bone of his was as translucent as jade, yet unimaginably solid. His entire body had become extremely tense, and there were even ancient runes engraved on his bones.

After the Refinement Realm was the Bone Tempering stage. In a month's time, Ling Dao had already pa.s.sed the Refinement Realm and started to temper the bones in his entire body. The Desolate Immortal Slaying Force was a unique cultivation technique, only when one truly cultivates it would Ling Dao know how terrifying it was.

In his previous life, as a disciple of Ling Family, he cultivated the Ling Family's inherited cultivation method. Although the Ling Family is far from Purple Vine Holy Land, but compared to forces like Celestial Sect and Great Luo Dynasty, they are much more powerful. But even if it was the Ling Family's inherited cultivation method, it couldn't even be compared with the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force.

No wonder the Purple Vine Holy Land kept on attacking him when he found out that he possessed the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force. Such a peerless cultivation technique would probably not even be found in the Purple Vine Holy Land. Even if they found him, they wouldn't be able to cultivate.

The Desolate Immortal Slaying Force, had to be cultivated from the start. If one had cultivated in any other technique, it would be impossible to cultivate in the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force anymore. This was also the reason why Ling Dao was unable to see the contents of the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force in his previous life.

Two hours later, the moonlight shone down like water onto the mountain forest, and Ling Dao finally finished his cultivation. With a single leap, he traveled tens of meters. It was enough to see just how powerful his physical body was. In the past, it would have been impossible for him to achieve such a feat.

Not long after, Ling Dao caught a wild boar, which was his dinner. In this period of time, his cultivation had increased manically, and his appet.i.te had also increased greatly. Not only did he wash his body with the waterfall, but he also directly crashed into the huge rock with his body. He simply treated himself like a sword that had gone through countless tempers.

"Grandpa Jiang, I have already become a Bone Tempering Jing Wuzhe. Perhaps before long, I can make another breakthrough. "If only you were still here. Sigh …"

Under the starlight, Ling Dao muttered to himself as he stood in front of Jiang Zhong's grave. The current him could already cultivate, and with such a peerless cultivation technique like the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force, his future achievements would definitely not be low. It was a pity that Jiang Zhong could not see it anymore.

"Don't worry, without sufficient strength, I won't go take revenge." Since Great Luo Dynasty and Celestial Sect are nothing much, before long, I will make them regret their actions from the beginning! "

With different experiences and different perspectives, it was natural to view things differently as well. In Jiang Zhong's eyes, the Great Luo Dynasty was the strongest power. But Ling Dao actually dared to challenge a power as powerful as the Purple Vine Holy Land, what did the Great Luo Dynasty count as?

"After tonight, I'm afraid I will have to leave this place. I will head to Sky-splitting Sword Sect and pa.s.s this letter to your brother. If he can become a Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple, that would be for the best. "

Ling Dao stood in front of Jiang Zhong's grave, and seemed extremely lonely. His mother had left him long ago, and his father, the King Carefree, had once again barged into the Celestial Dragon Forbidden Area, disappearing for more than a year. The person who was closest to him, was Jiang Zhong, but unfortunately, Jiang Zhong was already dead.

The current him no longer had anyone to rely on. He didn't even have family, and in the future, he could only rely on himself. With King Carefree, he would be able to hold up a stretch of the sky for him, but unfortunately, the King Carefree did not know whether he was dead or alive.

That night, Ling Dao lied down next to Jiang Zhong's grave, looking at the stars in the sky, occasionally talking to Jiang Zhong. Unfortunately, Jiang Zhong was already unable to give him any response, and he could only mutter to himself.

"Remember, don't let the hatred blind your eyes. Don't lose your mind because of the hatred!"

The figure of the King Carefree seemed to appear in front of Ling Dao as he spoke sincerely and sincerely. A long time ago, King Carefree noticed the hatred in Ling Dao's heart. Even though he did not know the reason, he did not probe further. If he did not hate the Purple Vine Holy Land to the extreme, Ling Dao would not have rashly attacked him.

"Promise me you won't go forth for revenge before you have the strength to do so!" "Promise me!"

Jiang Zhong's voice sounded beside Ling Dao's ears. He remembered the situation at that time even more clearly. At the moment of his death, Jiang Zhong was still thinking about Ling Dao, not himself. Thinking about these words, in Ling Dao's mind, he recalled the scenes of when he was together with Jiang Zhong in the past. Just like his grandfather, Jiang Zhong watched as he grew up one step at a time.

"Is it morning already?"

He didn't even know when Ling Dao had fallen asleep. If not for the sunlight s.h.i.+ning down on his face, he would probably still be fast asleep. He looked at Jiang Zhong's grave reluctantly, then turned and left.

"Grandpa Jiang, I'm leaving!"

He didn't know when he would be able to return, but he had no choice but to leave. Right now, he was only a Bone Tempering Jing Wuzhe, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away from a great power like the Great Luo Dynasty or the Celestial Sect.

Target: Anshan County, Sky-splitting Sword Sect!