With Ao Ling'er's own cultivation, she can't do it, but she still has a magic weapon, hmph, I won't be afraid that you will not be destroyed when the time comes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Even if there is no demonization, but there are demons left in her heart, which makes her heart more and more cold, in her eyes, it turns out that human life has long been like a mustard.

"I remember that this guy Ziling seems to be from the Purple Sandalwood Immortal Palace, I wonder if I can see the old man when I go to the mountain this time?"

The look on her face was unpredictable, she didn't know what kind of expression she should have when she saw Zi Ling, she hadn't seen her for a few years, she was no longer the young little girl she used to be.

The higher the cultivation, the longer the retreat time will be maintained, and in the process of Ao Ling'er's cultivation, the annual rings of time will pass the footprints of the years, and the three-year period is just a fleeting moment, but if you change something, you can also do it, and it is only a matter of a moment for the sea to change into a mulberry field.

Three years is not a long time, and it is not a short time, but it is enough for a person to change a lot.

When a cultivator reaches a certain level of cultivation, he can open up the valley, and even if he doesn't eat or drink, he can stay in it for a century or two.

Therefore, cultivating immortals is a trip against the sky, and you can't get started unless you have a firm Dao heart, on the contrary, you will die before you are born, and you will die before you get on the right track.

A few years, in the eyes of cultivators, is just a gap in drinking tea and savoring life, nothing more.

Ao Ling'er sat on the sword, arranged an enchantment in her body cultivation, and then settled down and entered the cultivation state.

Her veins had been baptized by the Purple Condensation, and they had already expanded to an incomparably wide place, and her cultivation path was naturally much smoother than that of ordinary people.

If the meridian that had been improved by Na Qiandu's previous decision was a small stream, then now after the baptism of this purple condensation, her body can be described as a sea, even if she cultivates the five-line exercises, it will be twice the result with half the effort.

In the past three years, she will be able to complete the cultivation of the Qianyuan part of the Qianyuan part of the cultivation exercises that she obtained in the library pavilion.

Because of the blow she received before, she focused her attention on Zi Ning Duel, and among so many cultivation exercises, only this one was in line with her own attributes.

At the beginning, there were still some things that didn't work, but gradually, she discovered a rule, that is, cultivating Na Qiandu and Zi Ning Du together, not only did the cultivation speed get twice the result with half the effort, but the two exercises complemented each other together, and even the various elements that she had been worried about were rushing to her body.

Like a naughty elf, after finding their place in the body, they calm down.

The more times she cultivated, the more she got used to this situation.

Human beings are like this, they can always quickly adapt to the new environment, their own things, and quickly adapt to the changes in their bodies, and her cultivation will soon not be on the right track.

On the surface, her cultivation is still like that, and at the peak of Qianyuan, only she knows that even a ninth-order Qianjing monk can't withstand her own attack.

It is simply a model of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, a powerful killing weapon for killing enemies at the next level.

Ao Ling'er estimated that her current cultivation and Qianjing peak cultivator might also be able to fight.

It's just that the actual combat experience is a bit unimpressive.

Cultivators, the further they go to cultivate, the more difficult it becomes, and the slower their speed becomes.

However, the results were also satisfactory, and the later the monks, the more they were able to abuse the monks who were one level lower than themselves.

The lower two levels are even more unspeakable. (To be continued.) )