Chapter 1: Juvenile Dao Ling

"I told you two years ago that your physique is the original Eucharist. Only by practicing the practice of "swallowing the sky" can you awaken the Eucharist."

"As long as you cultivate this practice, there is at least 100,000 pounds of force in the forging environment!"

The female voice with the ancient rhyme whirls to the ear, and Dao Ling laughs in the dream, forging a body of 100,000 pounds of giant force? If this word is passed out, it will be laughed at, because there is a tens of thousands of pounds in the realm of forging.

However, after recollecting this sentence, Dao Ling's delicate face was full of surprise.

"Snapped!"

The table suddenly sounded, the heart of the Taoist trembled, and instantly woke up from his dreams. He stood up instinctively, his eyes saw a glamorous cheek, and he was screaming with anger.

Here is Qingshan College, where Daolin is a student, and the beauty in front of him is his mentor.

Ye Yunyu jade hands clasped, silver teeth biting the gorgeous red lips, beautiful fire, this waste is sleeping in the martial arts!

There was a burst of laughter around the road. Dao Ling was the famous waste of Qingshan College. It has been in the college for two years, still practicing zero, and sleeping every day, he seems to sleep well enough.

Therefore, Dao Ling has a nickname, ‘sleeping’.

Dao Ling is not in the mood to appreciate the cheeks of all beings in front of her, although her anger is not good-looking.

At this time, the heart of Dao Ling was extremely shocked, because the voice of the dream had appeared two years ago.

Two years ago, the transition of Daling's 'forging body', after fainting, I heard this sound and got a "swallowing the sky" practice.

At the beginning, Dao Ling thought that this was an illusion, and felt that someone was playing with himself, because practicing according to the above introduction of the exercises is the rhythm of finding death.

She also said her own Eucharist? Dao Ling sneered at him, he couldn't be familiar with his body, and he didn't sleep enough to sleep every day. Is it the legendary Eucharist?

However, after a lapse of two years, this strange voice appeared again, and it also made Dao Ling practice the "swallowing the sky" practice, which made him feel incredible, isn't it an illusion? So who is talking?

Ye Yun’s cheeks were densely blushing, and the anger in her heart was more flamboyant.

It’s no problem to sleep without being apologized, but Dao Ling still has a meditation look. What does he want to do? Is it unusual to take care of Dao Ling, and now Ignore the mentor!

An icy breath came to the table, and the spirit of Lingling shuddered, paying attention to Ye’s piercing eyes. He snarled his scalp: “Guide, sorry, I...”

Ye Yun is cold and cold, and the frosty eyes fall on the black boulders on the stage. It is cold and cold: "Detection continues, Qian Lin will test your current strength."

Four weeks of turmoil, envious eyes gathered in a handsome boy, this is Qian Lin, he looked up, his face proudly stood up, striding toward the black boulders.

"Drink!" Qian Lin gave a low voice, his fists rolling in the air, his arm muscles were tightening, and suddenly bombarded the boulders.

The "bang" sounded, and the whole boulder was shaking.

Many of the faces below are stiff, and what kind of scenes should be if this fist hits people.

Perceived the shocked eyes around, Qian Lin's face was more prosperous, turned to look at Ye Yun, a flash of hot eyes.

Ye Yun is the first beauty of Qingshan College. Who doesn't want to kiss Fangze, but she has never heard of someone pursuing success, and her origins are not simple. Many people wonder why she ran here at Qingshan College.

Then, Qian Lin’s eyes looked at Dao Ling, his look scorned and sneered in his heart: “This waste is ugly again, hey, in front of me, he is not even better!”

"Qian Lin, five-inch boxing, power 10,000 pounds!"

Ye Yun's slightly satisfied voice appeared, the audience was stunned, 10,000 pounds of giant force, this is how powerful the force, and half a month is the day of the admission of Star Academy, when Qian Lin is estimated to shine.

Forging the realm of this body, the test is the flesh talent, the stronger the body, the greater the future achievements, reaching 10,000 pounds can sprint the next martial arts realm.

"100,000 jin?" Dao Ling's fist was instantly gripped, some unbelievable, forging a body of 100,000 jin? real or fake? Even in the entire Qingshan College, the strongest person is only 20,000 pounds!

And Qingzhou's first Wizards, Qing Yifei, he was only 50,000 pounds in the forging realm, but this result sensationalized the entire Qingzhou.

The whole Qingzhou is too big, the territory is endless, and the number of Wizards is innumerable. As the first Wizards, it is horrible to imagine.

"Is the practice of "swallowing the sky" really true and false?" Dao Ling's breathing is a little short. This method has been seen many times. If you follow the above introduction, you will die!

Ye Yun glanced at the boulder, his eyes fell on the face of Daolin, and he noticed his absent-minded appearance. He even had a little breathing. Her face sank and her footsteps quickly retreated several times.

"Well, you are a sleeper!" Ye Yun’s eyes flashed a hint of shyness. It must have been too close to him. Is this waste producing some evil thoughts? It must be like this!

Ye Yun is the dream lover of the college boy, now sleepy gods provoke her to be angry? The murderous eyes came from all around, who gave the courage to sleep?

Dao Ling did not notice the scene of violent anger around him, but hesitated to practice the practice of "swallowing the sky".

Ye Yun’s beauty and fire-breathing, he is still thinking, is he still imagining? She was so angry and shouted: "Dowing, you are going to test the power now!"

Wen Yan said, the mind of Dao Ling trembled, his fists were clenching, and he peeked at the ugly face of Ye Yun. He smiled bitterly inside: "It is terrible, I must have angered the mentor. This is over."

The scene burst into laughter, and Dao Ling must be unlucky. He still went to fight the stone? You let him play cotton is almost the same.

Dao Ling stiffened and walked up. He was at Qingshan College for two years. Every tutor used him as a tool for entertainment in Wutang. Only Ye Yun was not. This time, she must have provoked her, otherwise she would not be like this. .

"I still get hurt once, I hope to ease the anger of the instructor." Looking at the huge stone, Dao Ling smiled.

Dao Ling gnawed his teeth, raised his fists and slammed into the boulder.

Looking at the fists that are getting closer and closer, Ye Yun’s eyelashes twitched slightly, and the silver teeth bite the red lips~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then after licking the feet, the palms slammed into the air for a while. The wind broke out from the palm of your hand and rolled onto the body of Dao Ling and pulled him back.

With a punch, the bitterness on the face of Dao Ling was even heavier, and she was still soft.

A group of people who are preparing to watch the show are all stunned. The mentor has forgiveness to sleep. They feel that the mentor is too kind. This kind of waste should let him bleed. He knows the lessons of blood.

Dao Ling sighed and noticed the deep disappointment in Ye Yun's eyes. This made his heart cut like a knife, the fingers and bones were squeaking, and the sharp nails were inserted into the palm of his hand, bringing a bit of pain.

The most difficult thing to face is the disappointment. As for contempt and ridicule, I have been used to it....

"Teacher, I am sorry." Looking at the leaf rhyme that walked away from the cold face, the Tao Ling was low.

"Go back." Ye Yun shook his head, his heart was very disappointed, he knew sleep every day, and he didn't know what he was doing here. Another half-month is the day of enrollment at Xingchen College. If Dao Ling is still such a waste material, it is destined to be expelled from the college, and the life in the future will be very tragic.

In this world, the inability to become a warrior is destined to be a waste. Not to mention the legendary road of the sleeping gods and the warriors is always separated by millions of mountains.

Dao Ling took a deep breath, he returned to his seat, silence for a long time, and a strong obsession in his heart, "it must not be expelled from the college, otherwise the blind man will be very sad."

"Swallow the sky!" Dao Ling's fists clenched, and the delicate face flashed a madness.

"Get out of the future, I have nothing to lose!"

He is biting his teeth and can't go on like this. If he can't find a way to make a living in the future, can he not make his nephew raise his life forever?

The eyes of Dao Ling are a bit red, this is a gamble.

Admission is a small life!