Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

a few months later.

Ling Yunpo once again united his sword and man, and cut the demon cultivator on the opposite side into two pieces, feeling full of confusion in his heart.

When will this war end?

Although the cultivator of Yin Ghost Dao on the opposite side was separated, he did not die on the spot. He just took advantage of the fall to get out of the battle. He pressed the fallen head back to the broken neck with both hands, and soon the flesh grew back.

This trick is the secret technique of the ghost realm - the articulation of joints. Practitioners practice the joints of the whole body to be transparent, and can open and close the flesh and bones at will, just like a building block man who can be assembled freely.

If the opponent's flying sword stabs at it, he will open the flesh and bones to let the flying sword pass through, and then reassemble it again, which is equivalent to completely restraining the normal attack of the flying sword.

Originally, when encountering such a ghost monk, Ling Yunpo would make up a sword technique to completely kill the opponent.

In just a few months, more than 100 demon monks have been defeated by him, so that Ling Yunpo himself is numb. Now every time he is challenged by the opponent's name, he doesn't think about anything after playing. Recruited and rolled away.

If the big move can't be crushed to death, use the cloud and gossip steps to get close, and then all kinds of swordsmanship methods will be smashed... So far, the same level has won the whole battle, and has not met any opponent.

There are both reasons why the Qingping sword is good enough as a sword of life, and there is also the reason why I practice the sword day and night hard. If you have to divide it into a proportion, it is almost like a three-seventh.

But it is really troublesome to kill like this, and what Ling Yunpo really doesn't understand is: why these ghost monks still go forward to challenge him, as if they are not afraid of death.

Seeing that demon cultivator across from him escaped with the secret art of splitting joints, Ling Yunpo didn't bother to hunt him down, he just silently looked at the demon cultivator in the Golden Core Realm opposite, as if he was questioning them "who else".

Seeing that no one challenged him, he snorted coldly from his nose, turned around and left.

The contempt of the victor.

Returning to Tianmen Peak, Ling Yunpo returned to An Zhisu's side, and had a hard time with senior sister:

"What kind of madness is this demon cultivator doing? I killed the killer and let the water go. Why are people still calling me to challenge me every day?"

"The real person Qingheng doesn't know yet?" Sima Changyan, who was practicing swords next to him, suddenly came over and said, "The Yin Ghost Dao has appointed you, the real person, as their trial content!"

"Trial content?" Ling Yunpo was puzzled.

"I heard that the senior officials of the Yin Ghost Dao have said something." Sima Changyan explained with a smile, "It is said that in the past 100 years, the sect's environment has been too loose, resulting in many wastes being successfully promoted to Jindan Zhenren, which is very beneficial to the cultivation resources in the party. It's a huge waste."

"So next, we need to conduct an assessment of Jindan real person and divide them into different ranks: those who challenge the real person of Shushan Qingheng and survive under him will be eligible to participate in the assessment in the future."

"If you don't dare to challenge, or you can't beat and get killed, it means that you are a waste of gold, and you don't need to participate in the assessment in the future."

Ling Yunpo: ………………

What, I've become the general screening standard of other people's sect masters?

It's so deceiving! When did I authorize you? Did you pay the trial fee? Just prostitute, right?

Ling Yunpo decided to read the file to calm down.

"A Jing, read Luo Yan!"

"Hey, isn't it Wei Dongliu?" Kunlun Jing asked in surprise.

"Go to read Wei Dongliu's file, and then continue to be pulled over to besiege Shushan, right?" Ling Yunpo narrowed his eyes, "I'm already numb, what does it mean to have to fight when I read the next file?"

"Oh." Kunlun Jing stretched out his voice, and there seemed to be a trace of smugness hidden in it, and he couldn't hide the coursing, "Then don't regret it."

Ling Yunpo: ?

What do you mean?

He really wanted to continue to say something, only to hear Kunlun Jing quickly say:

Putting on the Luo Yan illusion, he finally couldn't help yawning.

It's still peaceful.

The new owner of the Tiangong Workshop, Luo Yan, took a symbolic tour of the workshop.

The senior brother graduated, the second senior sister betrayed, the fourth senior brother fell, and the master passed away. Now there are only three people left in the huge Tiangong workshop.

Thinking of the recent state of mind of Shushan and his party, Luo Yan couldn't help but sigh that the path of cultivating the Tao was changing and ill-fated.

Most cultivators can't make it to the end, right?

Recalling Master's voice and smile before his death, Luo Yan fell silent again.

Well, let's go see my daughter-in-law.

At this moment, Shi Liuli was wearing a small coat and was writing at her desk. Her hair was undressed, neither in a bun nor in a hairpin, but simply tied in a ponytail at the back of her head.

Seeing Luo Yan returning to the bedroom again, Shi Liuli showed a happy smile, but when she thought of her disheveled appearance, the joy quickly turned into a faint shyness.

"Husband." She whispered.

"What are you writing?" Luo Yan hugged her from behind and gently rubbed her shoulders.

"Financial revenue and expenditure." Shi Liuli just sighed.

When he heard about the finances, Luo Yan also had a headache.

The loss caused by the fall of Master is so great that Tiangongfang has shrunk by half of its customers. Although Shi Liuli has been running around and persuading her father in many ways, her income cannot be avoided.

After all, there is no Yuanying cultivator, even if there is no Yuanying cultivator, it is not a matter of pity and compassion for the client~www.readwn.com~ Don't worry. Luo Yan decided to take up the responsibility of being a husband first. "Even if they don't entrust the Tiangong Workshop, who can they go to?" "

"There are not many magicians in this world of comprehension. Most of them are still wild ways. The light array is not guaranteed, and there are various problems with the design. When I see it, I still want to find us."

"Indeed, I was too anxious." Shi Liuli put on a relieved smile, pressed the back of Luo Yan's hand and said, "Don't worry, husband, I'm fine."

If she only listened to the first half of the sentence, Luo Yan really thought she had thought about it.

In the end, after hearing the second half of the sentence, he realized that Liuli's daughter-in-law was afraid that he was worried, so he deliberately pretended not to be anxious... Do you have to act in front of the king of actors?

Tears, unconsciously, filled my eyes.

"Husband?" Shi Liuli asked in a daze.

"It's nothing." Luo Yan hurriedly raised his head and sniffed, "Ah, my neck is so sore, maybe it's because I held you for too long last night."

"Then I'll press it for you." Shi Liuli didn't ask him, "Why did you get stiff neck when you were meditating while hugging each other?" She got up and massaged behind him.

Luo Yan enjoyed the kneading with the soft and boneless hands, and suddenly felt a little guilt in his heart.

Such a virtuous Miss Shi, what more can a husband ask for.

However, thinking of why she became like this made Luo Yan feel sad from the bottom of his heart.

"Little Junior Brother, Little Junior Sister, it's not good!" The anxious voice of the third senior sister Liang Ruohua came hurriedly from outside, "Yuguang Pavilion is going to take our share of the Tiangong Workshop!"

Luo Yan: ? ! !