Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

"Cultivation begins with time management (

An Zhisu stood in the center of the field, and the Feiyan Sword and the Cold Lie Sword returned to him at the same time, one left and one right.

She was covered in blood and bruises all over her body, her right hand also drooped down, and the bones inside had been broken several times.

Directly in front of her was the Jindan cultivator whose chest was pierced by the flying smoke sword.

The other party's lips opened and closed slightly, and hoarse words came out:

"Jianxin! Jianxin! Who does the long clapper sing for? But I heard..."

Before he finished speaking, his head was beheaded by the Flying Smoke Sword, and the subsequent voices disappeared into the air with the disintegrating mist.

An Zhisu held the sword in his left hand, almost trembling with anger.

What is "for whom is the long clip clanging"? none of your business!

The pickled stuff that should be killed by a thousand knives!

She was extremely upset at this time, and even though her reason kept persuading herself that "Junior and younger brother will be fine", she couldn't help but feel so worried.

In case, after leaving the secret realm, she found out that the junior brother did not come out... As soon as she thought of this possibility, she could not wait to tear down the entire White Jade Capital.

Reluctantly calmed down again, An Zhisu was not in a hurry to leave, but just sat cross-legged on the spot quickly.

First take out the pill bottle from the sleeve and take a pill.

As the mower sword fairy of Shushan, the public enemy of Zhufeng, she has been challenged eighteen times in one month, and the serious injuries are countless.

For how to heal oneself, of course, can't be more skilled.

As the medicinal power of the medicinal pill was dissolved in the meridians, An Zhisu stretched out his left hand and connected several large acupoints on his right arm, and then straightened the fractured parts one by one, urging his true essence to heal.

After recovering from her injuries, she struggled to stand up and walked towards the sixth pavilion.

The original azure-colored Shushan Taoist robe was now full of blood and abnormally dirty.

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Underground environment, floating mountain level.

Almost a day has passed... Although Ling Yunpo didn't feel anything, Ah Jing was counting the time after all.

It has been ten hours since he met the giant man.

Although practitioners can not eat, drink or sleep, they are still fighting (or being beaten) all day long, which naturally brings a lot of mental burden.

Ling Yunpo had no previous experience in fighting against body refiners, so he only knew how difficult it was at this time.

It was too late to perform the Dao Fa, and it was the fastest Thunder Fa. Here, the mantra was recited in the heart, and as soon as the Fa Jue was pinched, the opponent was already rushing in front of him.

Casting a spell at close range and blasting away, it may not cause harm to anyone, and he was first affected and beaten to death.

In this case, only faster flying swords or magic weapons can be used.

Luo Yan's magic weapon could not be brought by his side, only Qingping Sword and Lei Shujian could be used.

The problem is: the physical attack of the two flying swords cannot break the opponent's defense...

Obviously, the secret realm arranges the trainers to appear here, just to tell himself, "You can concentrate on learning how to be beaten, and don't think about counter-killing."

But what exactly counts as "learning to be beaten"?

"Under tens of thousands of hammers, one hundred thousand steel is made." Could it be that, as Broken Mirror said, I should be beaten to death?

Ling Yunpo thought about it like this, and once again received a heavy punch in the abdomen.

After such a long period of beating, his body was about to develop an instinctive response, and when his eyes saw that it was impossible to escape, he stooped as soon as his fist reached his body.

He was thrown out by the force, and he landed and rolled a few times, releasing his strength.

Ling Yun got up in embarrassment and was about to meet the next wave of beatings when he saw the strong man standing there, folded his arms and nodded and said:

"Wonderful! As expected of a natural sword bone! The body is as tough as a bamboo branch, and it won't loosen in the wind and rain."

After speaking, his figure turned into water again and collapsed.

Ling Yunpo: ………………

The other party's last comment, "You look really handsome when you were beaten" made him wonder for a while whether to be happy or sad.

Ling Yunpo once again performed the "Universal Voiceless Small Brightness Technique" to heal the bruised body, and after a little trimming, he left the cave.

Stepping into the third room, I saw the water on the ground rise again, converging in the shape of a human... No, it's not a human, why is it in the shape of a big cat?

"Meow, the name is 'Electricity'." I saw the big cat licking the palm of his hand and said, "Sword bone, sword bone, sit and watch the sound of the wind, no matter...that, um, what is going on? ?"

Ling Yunpo looked at it dully.

"It doesn't matter." The big cat showed a humane smile, "I really can't remember your human poems, anyway, this level is to train your 'static braking' ability. Meow, are you ready? I'm going to pounce Oh..."

Before he finished speaking, it suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared. Ling Yunpo only felt a strong force attack, and his body couldn't even release the force, so he was knocked over and rolled on the ground a few times.

Embarrassed to get up, I saw that the robe on the chest had been torn, and there were three sharp claw marks on it.

The speed of this monster is so fast!

You must know that after washing the marrow, even if the flying sword was fully driven and turned into a streamer, Ling Yunpo thought to himself and could see clearly.

However, before the big cat pounced, even the afterimage was only a moment, and the movement process was not clear at all!

I can't even see where the attack came from. How to resist and deal with it?

Wait a minute, it said "static braking" before, which means it's training me how to deal with "can't keep up with the opponent's speed".

Ling Yun Po got up and jumped back, and instantly put his back against the wall, so that he didn't have to worry about sneak attacks from behind.

Qingping Sword and Lei Shujian hovered in front of left and right, always ready to defend against attacks from three sides.

The big cat, however, was just pacing leisurely in the stagnant water in front of him, with a weird smile on his face that seemed to imitate a human being.

"Back to the wall? Meow. It seems like a good idea, but the terrain limits my attack route, what about you? Isn't your dodging direction also reduced?"

It finished talking ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ suddenly disappeared again in place.

Ling Yun's heart was broken, and he was slapped on the chin again, and his entire head was thrown back. The back of his head collided heavily with the wall, and it hit the wall for a while.

Damn it! That stinky cat, it's right!

Since he can't keep up with the opponent's speed at all, whether the opponent attacks from the front, the side or the back, there is not much difference in essence.

But the wall behind him directly hindered the possibility of rolling off the force.

Ok?

Ling Yunpo suddenly had an idea, and realized that the second level would train himself how to unload. Could it be because the third level would be madly abused?

Think about it again, training yourself to "dare to get hurt" in the first level, isn't it because you will be "beaten" in the second level?

That is to say, the so-called "Trial of Floating Mountain" is actually a complete training course for those born with sword bones. The content of each level is based on each other and interlocking.

Dare to be injured, be proficient in unloading, and then deal with enemies who can't keep up with the speed, learn to use static braking...

The smile on the big cat's face suddenly disappeared, because it saw Ling Yunpo take a few steps forward with his eyes closed, his right hand became a sword finger on his chest, and his left hand was hidden behind his waist, posing a "night battle in all directions" posture.

The so-called night battle is a coping strategy that completely abandons vision when it is difficult to see things with both eyes at night.

Warriors rely on hearing and wind, while cultivators rely on consciousness.

So the meaning of playfulness in the eyes of the big cat became stronger and stronger. It slowly circled around Ling Yunpo, sometimes getting closer, sometimes farther away, as if to test the range of his consciousness.

Ling Yunpo remained motionless, just closed his eyes. The Qingping Sword was in front of him, and the Thunder Sword was behind him, like a static sculpture.