Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

The Qingping sword is three feet and six inches long, with a black body and a blue lotus flower on the blade.

The Leihu Sword is three feet eight inches long, and the sword body is bright and can be seen. The sword jaw is embossed with golden lion teeth to bite the sword body, which looks very mighty and domineering.

Well, or to put it another way, Sao Bao.

Although it was a tenth-order immortal sword, it was thrown into the utility room and no one cared about it. It was piled up with other brooms like firewood.

Finding the dusty Thunder Sword from the corner, An Zhisu picked it up and threw a few sword flowers, wiped the hilt with a handkerchief, and then handed it to Ling Yun and said:

"Come on, give it a try? If we can successfully refine it, we don't need to go to Jianchi to get a second sword."

Ling Yunpo took the flying sword and tried to hook up the Qi machine.

As soon as he touched the body of the sword, he was immediately bounced back.

Following it, there was a very coquettish middle-2 boy's voice:

"Who wants to refine me? Miscellaneous! Are you an immortal? Aren't you worthy?"

Ling Yunpo: ......

"Senior sister." He said seriously, "I don't have much experience in dealing with sword spirits, but like this kind of sword spirit, I think it can be thrown back into the sword pool and let it go and fight with other flying swords day and night. "

Qing Pingjian's laughter and Lei Chenjian's furious scolding could be heard in his mind, only An Zhisu could be heard laughing:

"Junior brother, after all, Lei Chen is also a tenth-order immortal sword. It's a pity to throw it into the sword pool like this, isn't it?"

Lei Shujian heaved a sigh of relief and continued to sneer in his mind:

"Pfft, it's fortunate that this little girl knows the goods, but it's a pity that she didn't even reach the Golden Core Rank. As for you, a rude miscellaneous cultivator, even if you can really become an immortal, you won't even think about conquering me!"

"Okay, Senior Sister." Ling Yunpo nodded, "Then I'll take it back and see if I can refine it."

"Mmmm." An Zhisu said with a smile, "Take your time, it doesn't matter."

He returned to the bedroom with the Thunder Sword and placed it on the desk. Ling Yunpo asked:

"Ajing, Qingping, is there any way to train Sword Spirit?"

Kunlun Jing was silent for a long time and said:

"What do you mean by training?"

"Just to make it obey me." Ling Yunpo sneered, "For example, throw it into the cesspool of the dry toilet?"

"You are human!" Qing Pingjian cried in disbelief.

As a tenth-order immortal sword, naturally, there is no need to worry about what kind of material damage a small qi-refining rank disciple can cause to it.

But being thrown into the cesspool... The lethality is not high, and the insult is extremely strong. I am afraid that Lei Shenjian would rather destroy his sword spirit than preserve such memories.

"I take the liberty to ask, Lord Sword Master." Qing Pingjian asked cautiously, "If you throw it into that filthy place, even if you force it to submit, you can't use it again? After all, it's already so stinky. the sword..."

"It doesn't matter." Ling Yun Po Youyou said, "Just wash it clean. Anyway, you don't need to hold the flying sword in your hand to use it. Even if it stinks, it will smoke others. I don't mind."

Qingping Sword: ......

It wanted to say "but I do mind", but thinking about it and knowing that this ruthless sword master would definitely not care about its senses.

Therefore, after thinking for a while, Qingpingjian flattered again and said:

"Master Sword Master, do you want me to try it?"

"You?" Ling Yunpo said lazily, "How do you want to try?"

In the previous training with Lin Duanshan, he knew that this Qingping sword was not an ordinary fairy sword - he had to take the initiative to extract its value.

"I can persuade it." Qingpingjian said flatteringly.

"How to convince..." Ling Yunpo just said a word, and suddenly asked cautiously, "Wait, isn't it a beauty trick?!"

"Look at what the sword master said." Qingping Jianjiao laughed, "For us sword spirits, we only have the gender we identify with ourselves, but there is no natural distinction between males and females, so how come there is a beauty plan... the beauty of swordsmanship? Woolen cloth?"

"Besides, since the concubine is the master of the sword master, she will be the sword master's immortal sword in life, and death is the sword master's broken sword, how could she be willing to flatter another sword..."

"Alright, alright." Ling Yunpo also felt that he thought too much, a little to forcefully look for Lu, "I'll leave it to you, Qingping. Don't let me down."

He also put the Qingping sword on the desk, and walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.

"Hmph, Fan Tie, what do you want to do?" Lei Shujian, who was lying on the table, asked arrogantly.

The next second, an extremely terrifying aura rose from the Qingping Sword beside him.

Ling Yunpo had nothing to do, and walked around the top of Qingluo Peak with his hands tied for a while.

The peaks of Shushan are located in the realm of Tianfu, with thousands of miles of splendid beauty. Although the scenery is not as magnificent as the Kunlun Snow Peak, it has a delicate and beautiful taste.

Trees and vines, flowers, mountains and streams, birds and insects are singing, all of which are full of natural scenery.

On the side of the stream behind the view, Ling Yunpo saw a stone wall next to it, carved like a knife and axe with two lines of poems:

Eternity lasts forever, and this hatred never ends.

Ling Yunpo: ?

Looking at this trace, it doesn't look like it was written by Senior Sister An.

But his cheap master, Su Jian, a member of the Seven Killing Formation, is said to have been obsessed with kendo all his life, so it is unlikely that he would have such a lingering emotion.

Well, I just don't know which senior left it.

After walking around outside, Ling Yunpo returned to the wing again, and saw two tenth-order fairy swords still quietly lying on the table.

Ling Yunpo took the Qingping sword, then picked up the Lei Chen sword, and colluded with his breath.

Lei Shujian didn't resist at all, which made him a little puzzled.

So he tried to communicate with him:

"Lei Shang, you..."

"Alas! Xiao is here." Lei Shangjian said flatteringly, "Master Sword Master, what's the matter with calling Xiao?"

Ling Yunpo: ? ? ?

He really wanted to show a black question mark expression, but considering that there was no audience around him at this time, he patiently asked again:

"Qingping... What did it say to you?"

"Lord Sword Master. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Lei Shenjian said respectfully, "Your Majesty has taught the young a lot of truths, such as the good bird chooses the wood to live, the bright sword chooses the master to benefit; another example is that the sword can have arrogance, But you can't be arrogant..."

"Stop." Ling Yunpo immediately called to stop, interrupting his nagging, "What the **** is your majesty?"

"Your Majesty Qingping considers herself the Queen of Swords, so she called her Majesty when she was young." Lei Shenjian said with a smile.

"Then what's your gender?"

"The little one has no gender for the time being." Lei Shujian said quickly, "Master Sword Master likes girls, and the little one is Erba Mei Jiao Niang; if he is masculine, the little one is the beautiful Rabbit Lord. The voice can also be changed accordingly..."

"Go, go!" Ling Yunpo scolded angrily, "What kind of masculine style? From today, speak to me in the voice of a little loli!"

"Dare to ask the sword master, who is this little loli..."

"A little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old."

"Little follow your orders." Lei Shenjian began to pronounce, his voice gradually became sharp and crisp, "Uh, oh, ah!"

In the end, it turned into a silver bell-like girly voice with a milky taste.

"Master Sword Master~ Is this okay?"

"Hmph, that's it." Ling Yunpo said coldly.

Carrying Qingping on his back, he brought up Lei Shang, calmly walked out of his wing, turned around and came to Senior Sister An's door, knocking on the door.

"Senior Sister An." He said in a deep voice, with a smile in his tone, "I have conquered Lei Shujian!"

"Really?" An Zhisu heard the voice and hurried over to open the door for him. Looking at the Thunder Sword in his hand, he asked in surprise, "How did you get over it?"

"Of course, convince people with virtue!" Ling Yunpo said sternly.

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