Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

"Cultivation begins with time management (

When Lin Duanshan and the others woke up, they found that Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu had disappeared.

The three looked at each other for a moment, and Guan Shanyue took out the sand pen and started to try to contact An Zhisu.

After a while, a reply came from there.

Looking at An Zhisu's reply, the three of them were a little confused.

In this foggy forest, people in Shushan are advancing almost every year, and they have never encountered anyone missing.

All were sent out unharmed.

Taking ten thousand steps back, Headmaster Yujing also went in to investigate. If there is any risk in it, can he not know?

That is the headmaster of Shushan!

Guan Shanyue fed back everyone's opinions, and soon the sand pen began to write extremely scribbled handwriting.

Seeing the new reply, everyone fell silent again.

"What are you kidding?" Duan Fenhai said with a frown, "Let's spread out to find Ling Yunpo. After he woke up first, he didn't know where he went. The hundred thousand mountains are so vast, but where do we go to find him? "

"Senior Brother Duan, be careful." Lin Duanshan reminded, "Looking at the tone of the reply, Senior Sister An is already emotionally unstable. If we add fuel to the fire, she may lose control."

"What if it's out of control?" Duan Fenhai snorted, "Can she still kill us?"

"Don't she dare?" Guan Shanyue asked coldly.

The three were silent again.

Well, that An Zhisu really dared... It's not that she would commit the murder on the spot, but this woman holds a lot of grudges. If she goes back and fights with them, or with their junior brothers and sisters, it will be very bad. .

"Alright, let's do it." Duan Fenhai sighed and said, "This An Zhisu is also a first-class golden pill guarantee. Anyway, our purpose of this trip has been achieved, so let's just sell her favor and form a good relationship."

So the three of them dispersed, and Xun Na Ling Yun was broken.

………………

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Yunpo came out of the foggy forest.

In the ancient language of the Nanhai Dragon people, writing and reading are quite simple, listening and reading are also good, and pronunciation is ridiculously difficult.

It's not because Ling Yunpo's tongue is stiff, but because the vocal organs of the dragon race are different from those of humans.

There are many words that dragons can easily say. Humans need to arch their mouths and create as large a cavity as possible in order to produce those syllables with special vibrations - it sounds like a high-pitched chant made by a male singer. .

Ling Yunpo decided to call it "Long Lao Tongue".

After learning the Long Lao dialect, Ling Yunpo was able to communicate with the Dragon and Shui tribes in the South China Sea.

As for Donghai and Beihai, they are roughly equivalent to different dialect areas, and there is no problem in communicating with each other.

In the future, when Wei Dongliu is going to turn against Long Xiaoqi, he suddenly says "what are you looking at" in a Long Lao dialect, which will definitely make Long Xiaoqi stunned on the spot, and he can take the opportunity to make a bad move...

Ok?

What about my sister?

What about my older sister?

After a while, Ling Yunpo suddenly remembered that he seemed to let the murloc offer sacrifices and sent Senior Sister and the others out ahead of time.

If it were Junior Sister Xu, Miss Shi, or Witch Jiang, there would probably be no problem. But with Sister An's attention and pampering to her, what will she do?

Ling Yun Po thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized that Senior Sister probably wouldn't think that she was still stuck in the foggy forest, she would only think that he left early or was taken away by someone.

After all, there are so many examples ahead, and with the endorsement of Headmaster Yujing, who would have thought that when it was his turn, he would suddenly encounter a special situation?

Oh, blame me, blame me!

Ling Yunpo decided to find Senior Sister An quickly, but couldn't think of where to look.

I can only search around first, maybe I can meet it if I am lucky.

He picked a random direction, walked for a few miles, and saw a few corpses on the side of the mountain road.

A closer look reveals that the corpses were all pierced through the heart to death.

Such a sophisticated and ruthless ultimate move is most likely from Senior Sister An's hand. After all, when she usually competes with swords, she likes to aim at her heart and throat - it just won't really stab it.

Ling Yunpo sighed and began to open the box and touch the bag.

With the scan of the Kunlun mirror, no matter what traps and poisons are set on the corpse, he has a way to find and crack them.

Of course, what's more important is that no one is present at this time, so he doesn't have to worry about destroying the character!

This is also quite strange. Others are "people are more powerful". How can I become "Long Live the Lone Ranger"?

Beside the same door, in order to play the corresponding character, all kinds of hands and feet can't be let go;

Now that I have become a person, what is the Thunder God Light Qingping Sword, secretly attacking and touching the corpse, how can it be convenient, it is simply too hilarious!

He collected three or four storage bags, which were full of all kinds of sinister magic weapons, all of which could be used by Wei Dongliu's two apprentices.

After Ling Yunpo finished collecting, he moved forward again.

At least judging from the death status of the corpse, Senior Sister should have been here before.

Passing through the valley and entering the woods, Ling Yunpo saw more corpses, about seven or eight, some had their chests pierced, and some had their throats smeared, which was extremely cruel.

He sighed, feeling a little guilty.

Senior Sister An seems to be a little impatient... No, I have to find her quickly!

So he touched all the surrounding corpses again, and collected all the exercises, magic weapons, medicinal pills...

I have to say, **** is real rubbish. With Ling Yun's current vision, there are not many that can be seen.

After passing through the woods again, they came to a river.

I saw that on both sides of the river bank, there were densely packed bodies of demon cultivators, and there were about a dozen or so.

The causes of death are also various, some were throat wipes, some were cut off their necks, and their heads fell off; some were pierced through the heart, and some were pierced through the chest and abdomen, and the stomach and intestines flowed out.

Ling Yunpo: ………………

From the state of death, it can be seen that Senior Sister An's state is extremely unstable, and even the swordsmanship does not require precision.

In order to kill quickly, do whatever it takes!

Ling Yunpo frowned, wishing he could immediately fly to the sky with Yujian, so that he could see everything under his feet.

However, seeing the peach blossom miasma in the air, he instantly lost his way.

Well, luckily I'm not fighting alone...

"Ajing, Qingping!" Ling Yunpo shouted in his heart, "Hurry and help me!"

"Yeah." Qing Pingjian pondered for a moment, then said, "It's impossible to find An Zhisu, there is nothing special about her, but... It's possible to find Feiyanjian."

"Very good." Ling Yunpo said happily, "How to find it?"

"Have you forgotten? Your 'natural sword bone' talent ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ can resonate with Feijian." Qing Pingjian reminded.

Ling Yunpo immediately patted his head, how could I forget this?

Judging from the spread of blood in the river, the body should have died not long ago, and Senior Sister An may still be nearby.

It's just hidden by mountains and woods, so you can't see it.

Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo held his breath and activated the resonance of the sword bone.

I saw the corpses of the demon monks around, and all the swords around them vibrated.

On the opposite side of the mountain, the encirclement set up by the magic cultivator has been swept away by An Zhisu's single sword.

"What are you doing, hurry up and stop her!"

"What to stop it? Go stop it!"

"If you can't kill her, we all have to die!"

The crowd was clamoring, and their mouths were loud, but they acted without hesitation, and quickly dispersed as birds and beasts.

Those who can survive in the magic sect of the inner scroll, at least their brains will not be too stupid. Even those who relied on their own strength and did not take the grass cutting swords seriously were killed by her like a leek under a sickle, and the rest did not know what to do?

An Zhisu stood in the mess on the ground, looking around with a blank expression.

Her expression was extremely indifferent, and she was not moved at all by this hellish scene.

Her heart was also extremely cold, as if she had fallen into an extremely cold ice cave.

The master is gone, and the younger brother is gone, she feels that she has no heart anymore.

Suddenly, Feiyanjian, which was linked with her scheming, seemed to sense some kind of call, and began to chirp happily, trying to pull her in a certain direction.

An Zhisu didn't know what was going on, but she seemed to have some kind of intuition: This is the junior brother calling her!

If after the past, it is found that it is not the junior brother... No matter who he is, all of them will be killed!