Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Brother! What's the matter?"

Jianshan ancient forest, mist overflowing.

Ling Tian looked at Ling Xiao with a puzzled expression. At this moment, he could feel that his brother's mood seemed a little dignified.

"What's the matter? This Lord Grim Wu?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly and looked at Ling Tian coldly.

"Brother! Mo Wu's life experience is very pitiful. His father used to be as famous as the sword master, but he was able to repair the magic sword.

"Oh? This is miserable?"

Ling Xiao shook his head, but there were some guesses in his heart.

Judging from the story of this woman, most of them will kill Buddhism in the future.

But unfortunately, there is a Buddhist son in Xiji, who is much more terrifying than her luck.

Therefore, according to the development of the plot, it is likely that Ling Tian will be the one who will finally avenge her.

It is probably the case.

"This woman has a bad heart, you'd better stay away from her."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, looked Ling Tian up and down, "Have you made a breakthrough in your swordsmanship recently?"

"Isn't it right? Ah? Ah! Brother! I got the inheritance of a senior sword immortal in the sword mound, named Three Thousand Sword Bones."

"Three thousand sword bones?!"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and the evil in his eyes flashed away.

As we all know, this sword bone is a sacred artifact of sword cultivation, and it is uniquely blessed.

Some people are born with sword bones, and Dao Yun Tiancheng, and some people use swords to prove Dao and cast sword bones.

But no matter which way it is, a sword bone is the ultimate talent of this immortal.

Three thousand sword bones?

Well, just thinking about it is enough for a sword!

what can I say? As expected of you, brother!

Others have worked hard, experienced endless killing, and the sword qi penetrates the body, and may not be able to condense a sword bone.

You he ua get a inheritance, can you forge three thousand sword bones?

Also, although this sword mound inheritance cannot be compared with the Taikoo Ling clan, it has passed down several Ten Thousand Years, and there are countless amazing talents.

Well, it's luck! !

Are you familiar with this method?

At the beginning of the game, he was extremely talented. He was forced to dig up the Danhai by the direct line. He became a waste overnight, and was ridiculed. As a result, he accidentally awakened his sword body. Forged the name of Sword Immortal and crushed a generation.

But, how to quietly borrow this sword fairy inheritance to observe?

"Not bad! My brother Ling Tian has the appearance of a sword fairy!"

"Brother...Since I have practiced these three thousand sword bones, I always feel that the magic in my body has been suppressed! Otherwise...you can also practice it, maybe it will help you!"

Just when Ling Xiao sighed lightly, Ling Tian suddenly opened his mouth and laughed.

"Oh? Can you suppress the magic?"

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, pretending to be surprised, but Ling Tian smiled and nodded immediately, the soul light in his eyes flickered, and he fell directly into Ling Xiao's soul sea.

"Buzz!"

As the buzzing sounded, Ling Xiao immediately appeared in front of Ling Xiao's eyes.

Three thousand sword bones, slaying all the demons!

Although Ling Xiao has already fused the four demon bones, and his physical body is invincible among his peers, this sword bone practice is only the icing on the cake.

But, who would care about being physically strong... big?

"Brother, your current state..."

The fighting spirit in Ling Tian's eyes was awe-inspiring, and even the whole body seemed to have sword brilliance.

And Ling Xiao just smiled and shook his head, "I gave you time to catch up, not to make you arrogant. With your strength, you are not as good as Xiangtian. Could it be that you think that I am not as good as him?"

"Brother! I didn't mean that..."

Ling Tian lowered his head in panic, his expression full of guilt.

Ling Xiao patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "I have a piece of ancient sword that fell into this sword mound. You can help me find it when you have time."

"An ancient sword? In the sword mound?"

Ling Tian's face was stunned, but he saw that Ling Xiao had turned around and stepped towards the horizon, "Weiyang, go."

"Yes, son!"

From the beginning to the end, Ling Xiao didn't even look at the sky. At this moment, when he thought about it, this contemporary sword idiot had a lot of luck, and the divine sword was probably in his hands.

And as long as the opportunity is right, Ling Xiao will fight him "fairly" and prove that Qingcang is the first person in swordsmanship.

At that time, the fate of Jianzhong will only be on Ling Tian alone.

No matter how hesitant Sword Master Long Yuan was, this generation, he could only teach Ling Tian wholeheartedly. As for the secrets hidden in this sword tomb, most of them will fall into the hands of this cheap brother.

Dangerous or something, of course, who is lucky and who is the most lucky, what are we?

We are villains, of course we must protect ourselves! !

Anyway, Ling Tian will obediently share the creation in the end.

understand?

The fate of such a strong template is mostly unique in nine days. Ling Xiao tried his best to make him surrender, just to share the opportunity that he couldn't grasp at his age!

As for Lord Grim, her cultivation is still low now, so let her practice for a while.

When her luck is at its peak, Ling Xiao will personally send her a fortune to the sky.

"Just leave?"

Until the two of them walked away, Lord Grim Wu's figure appeared beside Ling Tian at an unknown time, with a look of grievance on his pretty face, "Junior Brother Ling Tian, ​​I didn't expect you to be a member of the Primordial Ling Clan!!"

Her blood feud is in the Western Pole Buddha Land.

But with her alone, it is impossible to compete with the Lord Buddha.

Therefore, she approached Ling Tian and tried to become a Taoist companion with him, thus giving her more support.

What childhood sweethearts, Xianzong saintess fell in love with the useless young master, in this immortal journey, as long as anyone has a brain, they will always value interests.

Regardless of the good and bad, they are all just one son of this Heavenly Dao struggle.

The only difference is that the villain's evil is on the surface, while the righteous people like to cover up this evil under the brilliance.

"I'm not."

Ling Tian shook his head, and his face had long since returned to his usual indifference.

At this time, facing the eyes of everyone, he did not feel guilty at all.

"Not yet! Isn't that Young Master Ling Xiao your brother?"

Lord Grim said bitterly, "Little Junior Brother, don't keep a low profile!"

"I have nothing to do with the Ling family. My Ling is my brother's Ling, not the Ling family's Ling."

Ling Tian took a deep look at Lord Grim, then turned and walked towards the back mountain.

Hearing this, a look of doubt appeared on the faces of the Jianzhong disciples.

Brother Ling?

Could it be that this Ling Tian was actually just a servant accepted by the young master Ling Xiao, who was given the surname Ling, otherwise, who would dare to put the character Ling in the surname?

Looking at the figure that was gradually walking away, Lord Grim Wu's face flashed an inexplicable loss.

But after thinking about it, she was a little relieved.

Although Ling Tian is not a member of the Ling clan, as he can be an enemy of Buddhism in the future, Young Master Ling Xiao will naturally not sit idly by.

In this way, there is a glimmer of hope for her bloody feud!

The entire Sword Mountain was dead silent.

All Sword Tomb disciples had complex expressions on their faces.

Most swordsmen are arrogant, but today Ling Xiao's sword and two fingers made the hearts of the swords they forged tremble.

Especially Xiang Tian, ​​who is known as the number one person in contemporary kendo, has purple awns flowing in his eyes at this time.

In an era, there is destined to be only one Sword Immortal.

Originally, he thought that Ling Tian might be the biggest obstacle to his sword path.

But now it seems that this young master of the Ling clan may be his nemesis in this life.

It has nothing to do with grudges, just for a... invincible sword heart!

With a purple sword in his hand, no one in the world meets its edge.

Young Master Ling Xiao, you and I... there will be a battle eventually!

"Master! That white-haired boy just now is really your brother?"

Above the blue sky, a golden chariot passed by, the dragon mighty mighty, shocking all spirits.

Ling Xiao and the two sat upright on the chariot and headed towards the God War Realm.

"Um!"

Facing Xuanyuan Weiyang's doubts, Ling Xiao nodded lightly and took a sip of the immortal brew in his hand.

This trip to the four dynasties was quite rewarding.

Not only Chen Qingshan awakened the body of the god of the underworld, but even Ling Tian also had an immortal personification.

Although the two of them are only ants, but within a hundred years, they will definitely become the sharpest swords in Ling Xiao's hands.

The Daotian Academy is about to open, and Ling Xiao should also practice for a few days with the Hui people in order to try to figure out the sealed demon bone.

Yang Yuan, please don't disappoint me.

An inexplicable smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face, and he reached out and took Xuanyuan Weiyang into his arms, staring into the sky.

Feeling Ling Xiao's sudden move, Xuanyuan Weiyang's pretty face suddenly turned red, but surprisingly did not struggle.

"Young master...you drink too much..."