Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

The war between Kunlun and Liudao began to enter the stage of strategic stalemate.

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On the battlefield near Tiecheng Mountain, Yuanying elders are fighting each other every day. Although the fighting is extremely fierce, in fact, few deaths are lost.

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Although Qinling's side is not very loud, it has become a hidden meat grinder grinding disc.

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Many teams of monks face off against each other when they are caught off guard, and then kill each other mercilessly - often ending in the death of one of them.

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The two sides continued to lose manpower in the Guanzhong area, but the resources did not increase. It was a ruthless introversion.

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Soon, serious differences of opinion appeared on the Liudao side.

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Shura Road\Tiecheng Mountain insisted that if they continued to fight, everyone would die, but the resource points on the Qinling Mountains were being lost one after another.

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Yin Guidao naturally refused to agree. After all, the resource points were in their hands, and they claimed that if they kept it for another half a year, the harvest could be doubled several times.

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So the problem comes to the Mortal Dao and the Heavenly Demon Dao. If both factions support the truce, the Yin and Ghost Dao cannot support it alone.

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"Husband." Jiang Li An embraced his arm and asked with a tender smile, "Do you think this battle will go on?"

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Wei Dongliu pondered for a moment, thinking that now the prestige of the six-path alliance leader has been initially established, and he has led everyone to get a lot of benefits, and it is almost time to stop.

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Otherwise, when the follow-up yield continues to decrease and the damage further increases, wouldn't it be my turn to take the blame again?

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He was pondering, when suddenly he heard Jiang Li secretly smile:

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"I also think it's better to stop the war. Otherwise, when Shushan is freed up to help Kunlun, the situation will definitely worsen in the follow-up battle."

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"Although Yin Ghost Dao still wants to persevere, it's actually just a **** for profit. A few days ago, Wen Yang came to check on me, saying that Sect Master Fu Xie had actually planned to quit, but the elders below had a strong voice against it."

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"If you, the leader of the alliance, come out and speak, they will listen."

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So for the elders of the ghost realm, their own suzerain's analysis of the situation is not as credible as my judgment of the six-path ally?

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Wei Dongliu smiled smugly and said casually:

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"What happened over there in Shushan? They haven't come to support Kunlun for so long. I thought they were scared out of their wits by the joint efforts of the six paths."

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"Oh, it's not a big deal." Jiang Lian replied, "It's just that the long-brow immortal has gone crazy and will execute the only second-rank Jindan immortal in the pie."

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"Really, that's really self-destructing the Great Wall..." Wei Dongliu subconsciously agreed, and then. Hmm? Hmm!!!!!

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"Which second-rank Jindan real person?" His expression remained unchanged, but his heart was already filled with turbulent waves.

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"Jiangxiao, it seems to be called this name." Jiang Li said with a sneer, "The battle of Taoism is so fierce that even the second-rank Jindan real person cannot be spared, and this Shushan Shangqing faction is getting worse and worse."

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Wei Dongliu: Don't panic, this news may not be true.

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Senior Sister An is a second-rank golden elixir! No matter how paranoid, stupid, ignorant and brute, the old thief with long eyebrows could execute a second-rank golden elixir sword fairy because of some trumped-up crime?

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The news must have gone wrong. After all, there is no mobile network in this world. Apart from flying swords and books, news is spread by word of mouth.

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Read the file! Read the file, read the file, read the file, read the file, read the file, and send me to Shushan immediately!

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Looking for a reason to separate from Mrs. Jiang, Wei Dongliu, who was worried about his wife burning and restless, immediately urged Kunlun Mirror to read the file, and hurried to Shushan to confirm the situation.

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[Point 2: Shushan Shangqing School, Qingluo Peak.] [Character identity: Ling Yunpo.] [The mirror flower, water and moon template is covered, traveling through time and space.]

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Returning to Mount Shu, Ling Yunpo quickly picked up the sword light and charged violently towards the Golden Summit of Emei.

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Since the last time she returned to the secret realm of the Golden Tower, Senior Sister An was taken away by the Discipline Hall for interrogation. There has been no news for so long. Could something really happen?

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There is a saying that "care will lead to chaos", Ling Yunpo subconsciously ignored the Shushan line and it hasn't passed for a long time. He just read too many files and had the illusion that "it's been a long time". He just came to Emei Jinding in a restless mood, and quickly asked to see him. Shushan Yujing is in charge.

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Soon he got a reply: Headmaster Yujing was in the patriarch's hall, and asked the real person of Qingheng to come in.

Ling Yunpo stepped into the patriarch's hall, only to feel that the surroundings were quiet and quiet, and the atmosphere seemed a little ominous.

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Wait, shouldn't Shushan plan to attack me at this time?

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Don't wait for me to go inside, and suddenly 500 knife and axemen rushed out from the surroundings, and chop me to pieces!

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A mirror! Scan!

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"Don't be stupid!" Kunlun Jing couldn't help laughing and crying, "You are just a real person of Jindan now. If Shushan really wants to kill you, why not send a Yuanying elder over to take the dog's head directly on your neck? Five hundred knives and axes. Hand, why don't you say that they arranged for five hundred immortals to ambush you?"

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"There's some truth to what you said, but you need to be defensive, you know?" Ling Yunpo argued with her, "Anyway, just scan it for me."

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Kunlun Jing thought to himself that this guy seems to have become a frightened bird because of Senior Sister An... Forget it, just follow his will.

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"No." She scanned for a moment and replied, "There are no ambush swordsmen, it feels so quiet around."

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"Shut up! Don't say the next half a sentence!" Ling Yunpo became more and more uneasy, and didn't even want to go in any more, just paced back and forth in the Patriarch's Hall.

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Fortunately, before he hesitated for a long time, probably seeing that he hadn't come in, Headmaster Yujing turned from inside and asked with a frown:

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"Qingheng, what is the important thing to see as the headmaster?"

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"Headmaster!" Ling Yunpo immediately burst into tears, showing grief and indignation, and asked earnestly, "My senior sister, what did you do wrong?"

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"If the sect insists on investigating the fault, please don't target Senior Sister An, just come to me! Senior Sister is a second-rank Jindan, and she is also the future hope of the sect. It's a joke!"

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Tone focus: Second-grade Jindan.

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"Stop!" Headmaster Yujing also had a headache when he heard that, this real Qingheng was talking nonsense, making him also full of black lines, "Your senior sister is only being interrogated in the precepts hall, what is the sect targeting her?"

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"Besides, Shushan has its own law here! Even if it is to investigate the fault, how can there be a reason for your junior brother to replace her?"

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"That's what you said here, I don't care about you. If you spread rumors outside in public, I will punish you for slandering the sect!"

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Ling Yunpo finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but hesitantly on his face, he continued to ask, "My senior sister is really all right? She won't be executed for any crime, right?"

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"What are you doing?" Headmaster Yujing looked at him strangely, "Who told you to execute your senior sister?"

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"Besides, don't you know if your senior sister killed someone from the same sect without permission? Or do you think that the sect masters are all people who don't know the right and the wrong?"

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Right and wrong means that An Zhisu did not arbitrarily kill his fellow clan, and there is a testimony from the real person Jing Hua here; interest means that An Zhisu's second-grade Jindan, Shushan must pay attention to protection.

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Although Headmaster Yujing never said it clearly, the meaning in his words was already obvious.

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"Qingheng dare not." Ling Yunpo finally fell to the ground in his heart, so he kowtowed again and left.

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Seeing Ling Yun breaking through and leaving the patriarch's palace, headmaster Yujing laughed a few times, shook his head, and turned around.

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This real person of Qingheng is really concerned and confused, and he is actually worried that the sect will execute a second-rank Jindan, which is really inexplicable.

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"Humph." The long-brow immortal turned out of the inner hall, looked at the direction Ling Yunpo was leaving, and said coldly, "Dangtang is a Jindan sword immortal, but for such private matters of love, he has lost his way, and his Taoist heart is shaken. What kind of system?"

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"The immortals are too harsh." Headmaster Yujing said with a smile, "Since Qingheng Jiangxiao and the others have cultivated the flow of inquiries, they naturally attach great importance to love and righteousness."

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"Let's not say anything else." Immortal Changmei waved his hand irritably, "I don't mention the ridiculous speculation of executing the second-rank Jindan. If one day, the real person Jiangxiao falls outside, the real person Qingheng hears the bad news, wouldn't he immediately Are you going to go crazy?"

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"Conversely, if the real person Qingheng dies unfortunately, with the stubborn nature of the real person Jiangxiao, I am afraid that he will not die for him immediately!"

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"How much resources did Zongmen use to train the two, just to make them trapped by love? Did you sacrifice yourself? You say that you value love and righteousness, but I think it's ignorant and foolish!"

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Headmaster Yujing smiled wryly.

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After so many years, Su Jian, the Immortal Seven Killers, was ambushed and seriously injured by the Asura Dao in order to protect his beloved daughter. The immortal, the old man, is still brooding.