The Immortal Taoist Chapter 184

Chapter 184 - Trampling Iron Shoes Never-Never-Nourishing Place [abbr] TL: TL

"If you're not supposed to ask, then don't ask too much!"

Die Wu's expression turned cold, not because she hated Ling Dao, but because she was reminiscing about the sad things that happened in the past. Her surname could be said to be a taboo, if it was told to Ling Dao, it would be equivalent to harming Ling Dao. She didn't have any friends, but that was also because she didn't want any friends. Whoever was her friend would be killed in the future.

Her eyes were filled with sorrow, and the atmosphere in the arena had turned cold. The Blue Luan let out a few soft cries, and then intimately rubbed itself against Die Wu, as if it was comforting Die Wu. Ling Dao opened his mouth, but did not know what to say.

In his previous life, Ling Dao was indeed very strong, but unfortunately, all of his thoughts were on the sword, and he had never interacted with any girls before, so he naturally did not know how to make girls happy. Especially against such a beautiful girl like Die Wu, he didn't know what to say.

Ling Dao stared intently at Die Wu's eyes, as if she could see her past through her eyes. It was as if tragic scenes were reflected in Die Wu's eyes. Earth-shaking battles erupted one after another. Blood sprayed into the air, and the entire world trembled.

Die Wu didn't notice Ling Dao, but she was still immersed in her own memories. Only after a long while did she let out a long sigh. What had happened in the past was already in the past. The only thing she could do was to control the present and the future.

"Since Xiaoqing cannot leave you, then I'll have to trouble you for the next few days!"

In the end, Die Wu agreed to the Blue Luan's suggestion. The Blue Luan cried out happily, and flew onto Ling Dao's shoulder. The injuries on the Blue Luan's body had already completely healed. It wouldn't be long before it could completely recover.

"No trouble, no trouble at all!"

It would be hard for even one person to meet such a beauty. Being able to spend a few days with her, Ling Dao was naturally happy, and even if it were someone else, he wouldn't object. In any case, there was still a long way to go to Heavy Sword Sect, so Ling Dao was naturally not in a hurry.

"I don't want to see too many people. You're not going home, are you?"

Die Wu said softly. If Ling Dao wanted to go home, then she would be in a difficult situation. A girl as beautiful as her would never be at peace no matter where he went. If there were too many people surrounding her, she would naturally not like it. She did not wish to go to Ling Dao's house.

"Home?" A year ago, I still had a home, but now I don't have one anymore. "A bunch of ungrateful villains have long since destroyed my home …"

How many contributions did the King Carefree have towards the Great Luo Dynasty? In the end, this was the result. A flash of hatred flashed across Ling Dao's eyes, and he clenched his fists even tighter. Once he was strong enough, he would definitely not let his enemies off.

At this point, Ling Dao also fell silent. The current Sky-splitting Sword Sect could be said to be his second home. With his King Carefree Palace destroyed, he did not have the power to stop it. He naturally could not allow the Sky-splitting Sword Sect to be destroyed. If the Heavy Sword Sect wanted to destroy the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, then he could only destroy the Heavy Sword Sect.

Ling Dao did not notice that after he finished speaking, Die Wu's gaze had obviously softened. From Die Wu's point of view, the youth in front of his had an extremely pitiful background.

Just as Ling Dao and Die Wu fell silent, Zhong Tailong had already brought the four air defence practitioners over, rushing towards their direction. Even though the exchange between Xie Wuhun and the previous battle was short, Zhong Tailong was still able to release an extremely strong power.

"Xiao Changfeng, bring me Ling Dao's portrait, let me have a look!"

Zhong Tailong looked somewhat similar to Zhong Taicang, except that they were less imposing and had a bit more killing intent. Zhong Taicang's arrangement this time, also made him somewhat complain. He was only dealing with two youths, but he had to personally act?

Especially since Ao Long was the one with the early stage of air defence and Ling Dao was the one with the Heaven Breaking Middle Stage, dealing with these two juniors was simply an insult to him. Zhong Tailong did not feel sad at all about Zhong Jianxing's death, rather, he was somewhat happy. It would be best if Zhong Taicang's son died, and that way, the next Sect Master of the Heavy Sword Sect would definitely be him.

Amongst all of Zhong Taicang's sons, Zhong Jianxing's talent was the highest. Now that Zhong Jianxing was dead, his other sons were not that talented. Zhong Tailong was still thinking about whether he should think of a way to kill all of Zhong Taicang's sons. Unfortunately, Zhong Taicang was stronger than him, so he didn't dare to go too far.

"Yes, Deputy!"

Xiao Changfeng took out a portrait, and the drawing was naturally Ling Dao. The person Zhong Taicang wanted to kill the most wasn't Sky-splitting Sword Sect's Sect Master Duan Zhenghui, nor was it early stage of air defence's Ao Long either. To send the Origin Stage Warrior out showed how much Zhong Taicang hated Ling Dao.

"Looks like this kid is only 15 or 16 years old." How dare you go against our Heavy Sword Sect at such a young age. "He dares to kill my nephew?! He simply doesn't know life from death!"

Zhong Taicang's most beloved daughter and son had died one after the other. To Zhong Tailong, this was a great opportunity, one that he naturally could not miss. This time, he might have gained a lot from killing Ling Dao, since he was so young and had such combat power. It could be said that Ling Dao did not have any secrets, but Zhong Tailong would definitely not do.

"Maybe he received the legacy of the ancient Sword Truth?"

In the ancient times, there were many strong experts, and even more sword experts appeared in the Eastern Sword Region. Their swordsmanship was extremely tyrannical. Some had established their own sects, some had taken in disciples, and some had left their legacies in the hopes of passing them down to the fated ones in the future.

Within the Blood Sword Sect that Xie Wuhun was in, there were some that obtained the legacy of an ancient sword art. In the Heavy Sword Sect, there was once a prodigy who had obtained an ancient inheritance. Unfortunately, he had already left the Heavy Sword Sect, and no one knew where he had gone to.

In fact, Zhong Tailong had still underestimated Ling Dao. One must know that Ling Dao trained in the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force, so all the legacies of the ancient sword were not worth mentioning in front of the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force. Even during the archaic era, if the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force were to appear, it would set off a bloody wind and rain that would engulf the entire ten million great worlds!

"Why does that youth in front of me look so familiar?"

Unknowingly, Xiao Changfeng and the others had already arrived not far from Ling Dao and his group. Xiao Changfeng's words made Zhong Tailong raise his head, and looked towards Ling Dao and Die Wu. Zhong Tailong blinked his eyes, then looked at the portrait again, and finally started laughing.

"I didn't expect our luck to be so good. It's really like looking for broken iron shoes everywhere, we didn't even have to spend a bit of effort to get them!"

Zhong Tailong's laughter naturally made Ling Dao more vigilant. The people behind them were all carrying black iron sword s, they were obviously Heavy Sword Sect's martial practitioners!

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