The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

In the end, Xiao Long Nu did not agree to accept Yang Pian as her disciple.

Li Dao did not understand. He had clearly not done anything, so how could the plot have undergone such a huge change?

It seemed to be off track.

Logically speaking, when the plot was off, shouldn't the world consciousness be modified?

Fortunately, although Xiao Long did not agree to take Yang Guo as her disciple, she was still willing to teach him martial arts.

Li Dao didn't understand these things, so he didn't think too much about it. After all, what he pursued was eternal strength.

As for what would happen to Xiao Longnu and Yang Guo, that was none of his business.

Li Dao didn't think that he was a good person. He had his own bottom line and principles. However, he did things according to his own heart.

He had long since ignored the rules and morals of the secular world. After going through the baptism of information explosions, his three views had set out on their own.

He did not pay much attention to his sworn brother Li Dao, he only paid his respects to Yang Guo out of admiration. However, it was mostly for Yang Guo's boundless qi and luck, as well as his whole-hearted skills and swordsmanship.

You can't expect an adult in his twenties to have any deep friendship with a thirteen-year-old.

From the moment he had obtained the longsword, he felt that his fate should have been eternal.

His daily life was still the same, drinking the honey of the little dragon girl and occupying the cold jade bed of the little dragon girl.

Other than giving up his strength, there was nothing else in his eyes.

Little Dragon Lady also did not care about his attitude. In the end, she was just a young girl that had yet to understand the affairs of the world.

Perhaps she was curious about him and had a good impression of him, but as long as he left the ancient tomb, after a long time, his shadow would fade from her heart. Li Dao thought.

The cold jade bed was made by a thousand-year-old cold jade that Wang Zhong Yang had dug up in the far north.

Every day, Li Dao would refine the honey produced by the Jade Bees to increase his internal energy. Then, he would use the cold energy from the Cold Jade Bed to attack his meridians and acupoints.

Every day he suffered great pain, but the results were immediate.

Two months had passed, and Li Dao had broken through two more meridians and several meridians, then he had become a master of Houtian third stage.

Grandma Sun was amazed by Li Dao's cultivation speed. Ever since she was three years old, she had been cultivating at the fifth level of the precelestial stage even though she had been training for more than ten years.

Grandma Sun, on the other hand, had been stuck at level four precelestial for most of her life.

It was true that perception played a major role, but Li Dao's devilish attitude was also very important.

Comprehension and knowledge were closely related to cultivation. Huang Shuang had revised her Dao Repository for dozens of years, and a scholar who did not know how to use his hands was suddenly able to comprehend the laws of martial arts, thus becoming a peerless expert.

It could be seen that when a person practiced martial arts was not that important, and their meridians could also be broken through using various methods.

When practicing martial arts, the most important thing was still to comprehend the principles of martial arts.

It was just like what was said in the world of immortals: a sudden enlightenment would turn one into a Buddha!

Of course, Li Dao had made great contributions today.

Perhaps no one in the martial arts world would dare to draw cold qi into their body like Li Dao. This was because the meridians of the human body were weak, and even the slightest injury could lead to eternal damnation.

Only Li Dao and Little Dragon Lady, who didn't have much martial arts experience, dared to have such thoughts.

What was worth mentioning was that Li Dao had already mastered the True Sword Art to perfection.

He seemed to have a special talent for the path of the sword, because Little Dragon Girl was no longer his opponent.

Even if Little Dragon Lady was at the fifth level precelestial, she was two small stages higher than him. Even if the Jade Maiden Sword was able to restrain the True Sword Technique, Xiao Long was not his match.

This seemed to confirm a saying: the strength of a martial arts technique depended on the person who used it.