Second World Book

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The next section is Ghost Dao class. Although it is a class, in fact, everything that can be taught is taught, and the rest are practiced by themselves.

Look, that's... the great ghost priest! Among the students in the practice, someone immediately recognized the silver-haired old man holding a nine-ringed tin rod.

Great Ghost Daoist, why did you come? Could it be that he came to guide us?

Stop dreaming!

Sitting in the corner, Zhibo Yixin immediately thought of a possibility. In fact, he has been observing Lin Mo all the time, why he is so strong, and he wants to learn how to become stronger.

The priests of the Ghost Dao came to Lin Mo and said solemnly: This old man is called Mount Linggong! This old man is only responsible for teaching you for a day, and how much you can learn is up to you. At the same time, this old man is very curious, do you have the flower of Mao? So talented as the captain said.

One day? Lin Mo smiled meaningfully.

Why do you think it's short? The old man holding Linggongshan stroked his beard. It was actually three days. After all, most of today has passed. The reason why he said this was to kill Lin Mo's spirit.

Lin Mo turned around and said, It's too long. You should have nothing to teach before sunset.

Huh? Holding Ling Gongshan was startled, and then he laughed: I'm very ambitious, and the old man also put down his words. As long as you can learn as much as possible before sunset, the old man will never shut himself up!

Then we'll wait and see. Lin Mo also laughed, this old man is very cunning, but in the end whoever gets the trick depends on his own ability.

Crack! Linggongshan clapped his hands, crossed his fingers, and there was a bang, a large transparent barrier was propped up, and the equipment and targets for ghost practice appeared inside.

Please! Little friend. Holding Linggong Mountain did not despise Lin Mo. After all, 70 times the captain-level spiritual pressure, even if he tried his best, it would be worth 45 times, and it is still going downhill year by year, maybe another three or four hundred He is about to retire.

Old gentleman, please! Since others give face, Lin Mo also gives face.

The students on the playground who were still practicing the ghost way, including the teacher, all ran over in a jerk.

Mr., please start the demonstration from the No. 1 broken road! I have already read the theory and so on. Lin Mo said indifferently.

Holding Ling Gongshan frowned and said, Are you sure?

very sure.

That's good! Holding Linggong Shan's finger to the target, he said, Break the way!

A burst of concentrated spiritual power hit the bull's-eye 5 meters away, and the bull's-eye was directly pierced, with astonishing power.

Wow! As expected of the Daoist Priest, No. 1 Dao Dao has the power of more than a dozen! The teachers and students outside were amazed, with reverence and admiration on their faces.

It's you! Holding Linggong Shan said with a smile.

Lin Mo raised his hand without singing anything, and a stream of spiritual power shot out from his index finger!

Bang! The whole target exploded!

Huh? Holding Linggong Mountain suddenly became confused, and shouted: Why don't you read out the broken way?

Huh? Why do I have to read it out? Lin Mo looked at Linggong Mountain in confusion, scratched his head and said, I always feel that when attacking others, it's too stupid to shout out the moves. Is the enemy prepared?

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Linggong Mountain turned white. He just felt that a group of crows flew over the top and dropped n lumps of shit. What he said was so reasonable that he was speechless.

It's amazing! Is that No. 1 Chong? I always feel that it's more powerful than No. 31's Red Cannon! The teachers and students whispered to each other. Fortunately, the barrier can isolate the sound, otherwise, the words of both sides will bring each other a heavy burden. of critical strike damage.

After a while, Ling Gongshan forcibly explained: That's because it takes time to gather spiritual power, and it takes time to strengthen the belief, which can increase the power!

Oh? Is that so? Lin Mo said lukewarmly, obviously not listening to this explanation.

Holding Linggong Mountain is also helpless, this is definitely the most talented student he has met, it hurts to teach such an evildoer, and the two points he said seem to be absent, the spiritual power is formed in an instant, and the spiritual pressure is there. Strengthening the power will be even more slap in the face.

After all, the student's No. 1 breakthrough is more than five times more powerful than the one he released!

Linggongshan decided to teach quickly, and then get out of the way. Nima is too hurtful. I knew I would take him to a place where no one is there. Now there are a lot of people watching, and the old face is almost lost.

After Linggongshan made up his mind, he began to use No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4... until No. 88 broke through, he was numb.

Because Lin Mo can silently send out the No. 88 ghost way, if he doesn't chant the text, he can only use 1/2 of his power at most, which is not bad, but looking at the young man who is learning art beside him, he feels really old , is useless.

This is the last Ninety Black Coffin that I (the old man) can teach you! Ling Gongshan said helplessly.

Originally, the ghost ways above number 50 could not be mastered by school students. He has repeatedly made exceptions, and in the public, those ghost ways cannot be taught casually, but can only be taught to Lin Mo secretly.

The badge reveals the muddy badge, the talent of rebellion and madness; the tide negates the paralysis for a moment, hinders the eternal sleep. The iron princess who crawls...combines the rebound and extends to the ground, know your own powerlessness! Break the road ninety の - black coffin! !!

A huge spiritual pressure gushes out from Linggong Mountain. With the final roar, the black wall on the ground appears to continuously close the space, and the inside is the baptism of countless dimensional blades and the tearing of space distortion. The magnificent black cube

forming.

Hoo hoo hoo... Holding Linggong Mountain breathed out, after all, he used it continuously from number one to number ninety, and the old man couldn't bear it.

Old sir, are you okay? Lin Mo respected, whether he wanted to admit it or not, the other party really taught him a lot of knowledge carefully.

Not in the way! With a wave of Linggong Mountain's hand, the barrier was removed.

The next step is to teach the Dao Binding, but it's a pity that the old man has limited physical strength! This handbook contains the practice experience of Dao Binding, you can take it! Ling Gongshan took out a book from his arms and handed it to Lin Mo .

Lin Mo took it tacitly, his physical strength was weak, and this was definitely for others to see.

By the way, after graduating from the ghosts, I recommend you to be the next great ghost priest! ..