Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

As a senior spy, who is the person Ling Yunpo hates to deal with the most?

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Naturally, he is the kind of person who is unreasonable, but has a very sharp intuition.

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Unreasonable means that it is difficult to deceive with normal means; keen intuition means that if you are not careful, you will be caught by the other party.

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Therefore, if Ling Yun had a choice, he would definitely shy away from such people... But now he has no choice.

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I saw that the immortal on the opposite side was wearing a Taoist robe. The clothes were not big, but they were loose and loose, which meant that the immortal's body was already weak and weakened to the extreme.

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This is a typical characteristic after being plundered by the demons: once an ordinary person is recruited, their essence, qi, and blood are immediately plundered, leaving only an empty skin.

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But this man must have used some means, barely resisting the erosion of the demon at the last moment, and became this half-dead appearance.

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He didn't move his lips when he spoke, but used some kind of sound transmission secret technique, indicating that his lips were no longer able to speak, and he had to maintain his struggle against the demons all the time.

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The cultivator in this state, it is hard to say that he is trying his best to survive, and he will die if he is not careful. How can he have the intention to entertain and instruct foreign cultivators?

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Unless it's... oh, I guessed it, it's obsession.

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Since this immortal calls himself "lonely", it means that there are no elders and relatives.

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As I guessed before, maybe even the sect of origin no longer exists, so his biggest obsession should be to pass on the sect and Taoism.

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After all, as long as he dies here, all the unique skills of his sect will be completely lost. No matter how brilliant they were in the past, they will be in the dust in the future, and no one will know about it. It was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

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In this way, the treatment that Su Jian received here, and the joy this immortal felt after seeing my senior sister and me, all make sense.

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Seeing Ling Yunpo pondering deeply, the immortal said unhappily:

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"Heh, it's said that the natural sword bone is upright and unyielding, and the natural sword heart is smart and clear, why is it the other way around? You bastard, you are secretly slandering my old man!!"

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For the last sentence, he suddenly raised the volume. In addition, it was originally a sound transmission, and the effect was similar to talking in his ear. This sudden roar almost deafened the ears of the two of them.

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An Zhisu quickly explained:

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"Immortal, listen to me, that's not the case! My junior brother has always acted carefully, but it's not because of bad intentions, but as a last resort!"

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From her point of view, since this immortal has graciously entertained and instructed Su Jian, it is equivalent to half of the master's mentor, and rounded up, it is also the master of himself and his younger brother.

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Since he is our master, he must protect his shortcomings!

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So she explained the relationship between herself, her junior brother and Su Jian, as well as why Su Jian was forced to retreat, how Qingluo Peak declined in Shushan...

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"Because of this, my junior brother has to think hard day and night, make every effort to make long-term plans for Qingluofeng's way out, all because it is useless for me to be a senior sister..."

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Speaking of the latter, An Zhisu was also a little sad and unspeakable, so he could only lower his head and wipe away his tears.

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After listening for a long time, the immortal became furious and shouted:

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"What a Shushan! How dare you bully our swordsmen disciples like this, if I can still move, I will definitely kill you all!"

"Grandson! You don't want to cry too! When the old Taoist, I will empower you with sword intent, and after your cultivation has advanced greatly, go back and kill the group of insects in Shushan for me!!"

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"A disciple and grandson?" An Zhisu questioned.

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"Haha, Su Jian is my apprentice, aren't you my apprentice and grandson?" The old man said triumphantly, clearly appreciating Su Jian's talent in swordsmanship.

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"Dare to ask the immortal." Ling Yunpo saw that he was in a good mood, and took the opportunity to test it and asked, "Our master Su Jian, in Shushan, worshipped under the sect of the immortal Changmei, but somehow he became your apprentice?"

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"Humph." Seeing Ling Yunpo speak, the old man's voice became cold again, obviously he favored An Zhisu and disliked him, "Of course I know this, but in the past your master Su Jian was hunted and killed, the old man told me He took action to save him. In order to repay the kindness of saving his life, he worshipped me under the door of Laodao, willing to take my mantle and serve me as half a master, and he was only on par with the long-brow immortal."

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"I see." Ling Yunpo immediately understood.

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It must be that after Su Jian was rescued by this old Tao, the old Tao said, "If you don't worship me as a teacher, I will throw you out", and then the cheap master Su Jian had to kowtow to this old Tao in order to survive.

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Tsk tsk tsk, Su Jian, Su Jian, I can't think of you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who pretends to be so arrogant on weekdays, but you are not willing to lose face at the critical moment?

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"Let the old Taoist test the two of you." When it comes to the mantle of Taoism, the black-robed old Taoist's tone immediately became enthusiastic, and the speed of his speech was much faster, "What swordsmanship did Su Jian teach you?"

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"Go back to the words of the master." An Zhisu changed his words very quickly, "Master taught us the swordsmanship of the Seven Kills."

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"Hahahaha!" The old man burst into laughter immediately, "Isn't this Seven Killing Swordsmanship the lineage of our Sword Sect! You also said that Su Jian is not my apprentice? The mixed-minded disciple over there, what else do you have to say?"

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Wait, wasn't the Seven Kills Sword Art created by Su Jian himself? Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu were stunned at the same time.

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Only then did he realize: If this old Tao taught him, he would not be able to say it after returning to Mount Shu, or if Immortal Changmei knew that his apprentice had taken over from another family, he would definitely be angry.

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But if it is Su Jian's own swordsmanship, and Su Jian learns from the immortal Changmei, then the Seven Killing Swordsmanship is an inseparable part of the lineage of the immortal Changmei, and the situation is completely reversed. Well.

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"Since you have learned the Seven Killing Swords, the old Taoist will use the Seven Killing Swords to test you." As soon as the old Taoist finished speaking, he saw a flying sword burst out of the ground among the swords that were planted on the ground around him, floating in the air. Swaying, the body of the sword trembled slightly, and the sharp edge of the sword was exposed.

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"How about it, which one of you will come first?" Lao Dao asked enthusiastically, "If you can satisfy Lao Dao, he will naturally give you good things."

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Ling Yun Po Xin said that Senior Sister was born with swordsmanship and followed a technical stream. At the very least, she had to understand the enemy's swordsmanship so that she could better formulate tactics and give full play to her advantages.

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"Fairy Wood"

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My side has a natural sword bone, and the flying sword is rougher and thicker, and its strength is infinite. Why don't you let me explore the way?

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"I'll go first." He took a half step forward and said aloud.

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"Retreat!" Lao Dao suddenly shouted angrily, "As a junior brother, you don't know how old and young are in order? What are you fighting for with your senior sister! After your senior sister is finished, it's your turn!"

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Oh shit! Ling Yunpo was also furious, isn't that what you asked "who comes first"?

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Co-authoring this half-dead, bad old man, it's just because he doesn't like me, what I do is wrong, right? !

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