Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Ling Yunpo stopped his hand and looked at the almost messy ground around him.

After forming the elixir, his true essence was also nearly a hundred times more abundant.

Originally, if you used Taixiao Lei once, you would have to drain most of the real yuan, but now you can squander it as much as you like.

"Be careful, someone is approaching." Kunlun Jing suddenly reminded.

"Understood." Ling Yunpo turned around, and the Qingping sword suddenly popped out, knocking back the blood-colored flying sword that came from a distance.

The three monks quickly rushed to the front, only to see one with a skull bead, one with a blood-stained machete, and another with empty hands, but their appearance was very familiar. It was the last time they visited Jinghu Lake in the southern border with Wei Dongliu. Gulie, the old monk of the Jingu.

"Shushan monk?" Fazhu Fan asked with a frown.

"Jindan Zhenren!" The expression of Fan Seng Xuedao suddenly changed.

"Escape!" Although Gu Lie was the last to speak out, he retreated faster than anyone else—because when he rushed over just now, he deliberately fell behind and let the two junior brothers go up and take the lead.

Ling Yunpo was too lazy to say, Qingping sword shot at the nearest monk Fazhu Fan.

The monk hurriedly took off the Human Head Dharma Bead from his neck and threw it hard here.

I saw the Fazhu whirling in the air, like a diamond circle, and suddenly pulled towards the Qingping Sword.

Lingyun's sword breaking art changed, and the powerful real essence was violently injected into Qingping, and the fourth layer of Taoism on the sword was launched.

After being promoted to the Golden Core Realm, the fourth-level Taoist method sealed on the Qingping Sword can also be used, and the name is called "Rapid Waterfall Through Clouds".

I saw Qingping's sword body, a large amount of water flowed out in an instant, rushing out in all directions like a giant waterfall, and instantly rushed the human head magic bead somewhere.

Ling Yunpo turned his hand and covered his palm, and immediately another snowflake fell from the sky.

Qingping Sword's third-level Taoist method "North Wind Rolls White Feather". Every snowflake is a piece of sword energy.

This vast amount of sword qi swayed down, almost scaring the three monks into peeing.

Gu Lie's side reacted the fastest, swallowing an elixir into his stomach, folding his palms together, burrowing his head into the ground, and disappearing immediately.

Ling Yunpo could see clearly from the back: after swallowing the medicinal pill, his back suddenly bulged, which should be a very rare "mimicking ground fish" in the art of Qimen -- by taking the medicinal pill containing the flesh and blood of the ground fish , to obtain the ability of short-term soil escape and underground breathing, so as to avoid a large number of attacks that cannot penetrate rock formations.

Gu Lie took the lead out of the battle, and the other two monks immediately cursed.

After all, the dead Taoist friend is not the poor Taoist, and there is one less person on the battlefield, and the probability of the two of them being attacked has increased significantly.

Seeing that the Fazhu Fan Seng lost the head Fazhu, he could only shout angrily, urging his skills to start desperately.

In the midst of the drumming of the true essence, the figure soared several feet, turning into the appearance of three heads and six arms.

Each of the six arms held six kinds of weapons, and before Ling Yunpo could see clearly, he waved it like an electric light, slashing the snowflake sword energy in the vicinity one by one.

Seeing that Fan Seng, who was holding the blood knife, couldn't leave, he hurriedly put the blood knife in the air and muttered some words in his mouth.

The Dharma Body of King Ming with three heads and six arms, although it looks mighty, can't stand the snowflake sword energy around it, but within three to five breaths, it intercepts and invades through the weapon.

One blow, two blows, and then countless wounds opened one after another, causing King Ming's dharma body to feel unbearable, and finally revealed the flaws. Qingping sword pierced his throat with a sword, and three great heads rose into the sky in the blood spring.

The blood knife Fan Seng was shocked when he saw this, and quickly pointed his hand towards Ling Yunpo, only to see the blood knife suddenly disappear in the air.

Ling Yunpo's heart moved, a sense of crisis hit his heart, and he quickly showed off the cloud and gossip steps.

At the same time as his figure disappeared, the blood knife flashed out from behind his remaining figure and stabbed at his heart - just stabbed in the air.

If he reacts more slowly, he will be attacked immediately!

Ling Yunpo's heart lit up, his feet flashed again and again, he flashed to the side of the Qingping sword, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and quickly turned around.

The blood knife just flashed out from behind him again, and was slashed by Ling Yunpo holding the Qingping sword, and it broke into two pieces with a "ding".

With the destruction of the blood knife, the monk also spat out blood, apparently some kind of mysterious backlash, which was passed along the qi hook, causing the monk to be seriously injured.

Ling Yunpo pointed his hand again, and the Thunder Sword also shot out, piercing the Xue Dao Fan Seng through his chest.

The battle is over.

Ling Yunpo looked at the corpses of the two, feeling a little anxious.

He has become a real person of Jindan, and he almost capsized in the gutter after playing two juniors of the Huafu rank?

What the **** is that blood knife!

"It seems to be some kind of Qi machine locking mechanism." Qing Pingjian analyzed, "Do you know the book of seven arrows with nails? This blood knife is a super simplified version of the book of seven arrows with nails, and the mechanism is similar."

"It also comes with short-distance space movement." Kunlun Jing also added, "Let me remind you that this blood knife does not seem to be an ordinary magic weapon."

"Of course I know!" Ling Yun said angrily.

It's not that he is bragging, that is, he just happened to meet him, the real person of Jindan.

If it were another Shushan real person, and without knowing it, he would be watched from a distance by the blood knife monk, and then the blood knife flashed behind him, wouldn't it be a sure death ending?

No matter whether you build a foundation or a golden pill, you can't protect yourself!

After all, Ling Yunpo is good at formations, and he has Linghu Chu, a master swordsman, so it can be confirmed that in his current knowledge, he has never seen such a strange magic weapon as the blood knife... If there are more such magic tools A few of them were used by the Six Paths of the Demon Sect to behead the rookies of the righteous way, and there is no need to fight the righteousness war in the future!

After carefully collecting the blood knife fragments, Ling Yunpo plans to read the file Luo Yan later, and he can take it to study with the senior brother Linghu Chu... Oh, the senior brother is going to cross the Yuanying Heavenly Tribulation, then take it to the elder Shi Ding for research stop!

Without hesitation, he got up with his sword and flew quickly towards Shushan.

After a while, two black clouds came from the sky and landed around the bodies of the two monks.

I saw the corpse surrounded by a few vultures, almost half eaten.

Green electric lights shot out from the black cloud, killing all the vultures.

Gu Lie appeared from the dispersing black cloud, came to the body of Fan Seng Xue Dao, and quickly checked his belongings.

"Master Master~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He handed over the storage bag with a serious expression, "The Miaoying Divine Sword is gone. "

Another monk came out of the black cloud, took the storage bag and checked it for a while, and was so angry that he threw out the green electric light again, and violently threw Gu Lie to the ground, with a big gap on his face, dripping with blood.

Gu Lie climbed up in embarrassment, knelt down and kowtowed without saying a word.

Fan Seng tried his best to calm his anger, and after a while he said:

"Tell me all about the person's appearance, body, and characteristics of the exercises."

"Yes." Gu Lie quickly searched his memory and began to describe Ling Yunpo's appearance.

At this time, if An Zhisu stood here, he would be able to recognize it immediately:

The wrinkled old monk with a sinister expression on his face is the supreme master of the Asura Dao, Mokong, who took the lead in ambushing Su Jian back then!