Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

"Cultivation begins with time management (

"Your exchange is for me to spare your life, right?" Ling Yunpo finally confirmed.

The murloc priest hurriedly said:

"It's good for you that we are alive... Of course, it will be better if you can bring some salt when you come back next time."

"Without the salt, our newborns won't be able to support them for long. When the older generation dies, it will still be the end of the genocide."

Ling Yunpo frowned when he heard the words, thinking that next year's expedition to the top of Shushan might not let me come!

Besides, your place was visited by Headmaster Yujing. How can I bring salt for you? Waiting for the hat of a fornicating demon to be buckled, do I still want to hang out in Shushan?

Eh, wait...

He took out the storage bag, swept inside with his consciousness, and sure enough he saw a bottle of salt.

Where did this thing come from? ! Ling Yunpo was shocked.

Then suddenly remembered.

In order to serve Miss Shi's outdoor barbecue anytime, anywhere, Luo Yancai took these salts with him.

Not only salt, but also sesame oil, sugar, pepper, cooking wine, soy sauce…

Ling Yunpo then coughed, took out the sealed salt shaker, and weighed it in his hand.

The murloc priest immediately looked straight, his eyes followed the ups and downs of the salt shaker, and he shouted:

"No way! No way! If the water leaks, the salt will melt!"

"I'll just say it straight." Ling Yun said straight to the point, "It's really not good to kill you. I'll leave you alone... I probably won't come in the future, so it's not good for me either."

"I don't have any interest in doing things that are not beneficial. Haipu submits the exchange for salt, and you can bring some benefits in exchange for the lives of your entire clan. This transaction will be considered fair."

After the murloc sacrifice listened silently, he guessed that the other party was raising the price in an attempt to extract more benefits from himself.

However, there is no resistance to it. First, the strength of the two sides is very different, and secondly, the other party is willing to talk, which is the greatest goodwill in itself.

After thinking for a while, it took out the stone box from under the bed, opened the lid, and there were four round and jade-like sea bodhis inside.

As soon as it comes into contact with the current, the temperature of the surrounding water begins to rise.

"There is only so much of the sea bodhi that my clan has accumulated." The murloc priest said sincerely, "My dear guest, your bottle of salt is enough to keep my clan for hundreds of years, so I will give you all here."

"In addition, apart from the knowledge passed down from generation to generation by our sacrifices, there is really nothing you can like here. Unless you are interested in the language and history of our tribe..."

"Language?" Ling Yunpo was slightly surprised, "You mean... Shui language?"

"The Shui language is a simplified language of the Dragon language." The murloc sacrifice seemed to have a play, and said eagerly, "Whether the East China Sea, the South China Sea or the North Sea, all the language of the Shui language is basically simplified from the fragments handed down from the Dragon language. ."

"Your human race may have recorded the writing method of the dragon language, but the pronunciation of the dragon language is rarely known. If the distinguished guests are willing to learn, I can teach you the dragon language of the South China Sea."

"Dragon language pronunciation, what am I doing, and I don't communicate with the dragon..." Ling Yunpo thought to himself, and then was slightly startled.

Wait, for ordinary monks, learning the writing of the dragon language is actually enough.

After all, there are not many dragons left in this world. Many people never see a dragon in their lives. What is the use of learning the dragon language? In order to appear arrogant?

But Ling Yunpo thought to himself, and found that he was different from ordinary monks.

Simply put, I have a special affinity with the Dragon Clan!

For example, the Yinglong in the Locking Demon Pagoda, or Zhumangjun in the Guixu Palace, or the ghost dragon in the depths of the Five Qi Chaoyuan Cave, or the Long Xiaoqi of the East Emperor Road...

In this way, it seems that learning the dragon language is not completely worthless.

For example, in the future, Wei Dongliu overheard that Long Xiaoqi communicated with other people in the dragon language, so he would not be confused, and would not understand anything, would he?

"If that's the case, then learn it." Ling Yunpo threw the salt shaker over and said.

"Okay." The murloc priest took the salt shaker and handed him the stone box of Haibudi. He asked respectfully, "Then those of your companions..."

"Let's let it go first." Ling Yunpo said casually, "By the way, how long does it take to learn this dragon language?"

 …

A few little demons carried the bodies of the four and came to the periphery of the Misty Forest.

"Here?" Shrimp Demon asked.

"Be safer." The crab demon waved its pliers and said.

The murloc priest has already instructed to send these four people out of the foggy forest as soon as possible and put them in an absolutely safe location.

The reason is also very simple: it just made an agreement with Ling Yunpo, but it has nothing to do with these four people.

Now Ling Yunpo wants to learn the pronunciation of the Dragon language, what if the four of them wake up in the middle and yell at the demon clan?

What if Ling Yunpo changed his decision because of this?

So hurry up and send these four time bombs out, lest Ling Yunpo suddenly have a whim and ask it to wake up his companions, it will be a pit!

The location chosen by the little demons, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is a depression in the south of the Misty Forest, surrounded by towering hills, and almost no monks pass by.

In addition, it is located on the periphery of the foggy forest, and there are no poisonous snakes and beasts around.

Throwing the four on the ground, they left in a chaotic manner—the priest said that the outside world is very dangerous, and all the little monsters are not allowed to leave the lake and enter the fog for too long.

It wasn't long before An Zhisu woke up first.

Her root bone is the strongest, and she was infused with Hai Bodhi's spiritual power, so after waking up, her mind immediately became much clearer, and she quickly looked around.

Lin Duanshan, Duan Fenhai, and Guan Shanyue were the only ones missing Ling Yunpo.

Could it be that the younger brother woke up first, and then left for something?

An Zhisu was a little anxious, and subconsciously felt that if the younger brother woke up, he would not leave himself here.

For a time, she didn't even bother to check whether her cultivation had improved, but she quickly scanned the surroundings with her consciousness.

It's just that there is fog all around, which naturally isolates the consciousness, making An Zhisu unable to probe too far.

Thinking that if the younger brother may come back here, and she dare not go out to find it, what if the two are staggered?

Wait, even if it is staggered, at least Guan Shanyue is here!

I went out to find my younger brother, if my younger brother came back, you can contact me through Guan Shanyue's sand pen.

After figuring out the joints here, An Zhisu couldn't hold back, and immediately walked towards the misty hills.

If the younger brother woke up first, it would definitely be impossible to turn around and re-enter the mist, and it was more likely that he had left the mist forest on his own initiative.

He now has the turbid gas toxin of ten thousand years of stone milk left in his body, and he can't protect himself with the sword at all. It can even be said that he has no power to restrain the chicken. If he accidentally encounters some magic monk...

I must find him quickly!