Cultivation starts with time management

The swordsmanship of the opposite Taoist is extremely advanced, whether it is strength, speed, skill or judgment, it is almost better than him in all aspects.

Facing the sword head-on, being crushed and beaten violently by the opponent; sneak attacking from the back, being seen through by the opponent in time;

Turning around from the side, the opponent pointed at him, and the sword turned around, directly disrupting his moves, and being restrained instead of being restrained.

Ling Yunpo had no choice but to grit his teeth fiercely, Lei Shujian blocked the opponent's left sword strike, Qingping sword made a gesture to entangle the opponent's right sword, then suddenly turned his head and stabbed directly at the Taoist.

The opponent's right sword was out of parry, and took the opportunity to stab his right arm fiercely.

Ling Yunpo held the tip of the sword with his left hand, his hand was covered with blood, and he desperately grabbed it;

The right hand urged the true essence with all its strength, and the Qingping sword turned into a black light, piercing through the chest of the opposite Taoist.

Become!

Almost at the same time, the flying sword that pierced the right arm suddenly disappeared, as if it was just a phantom from the very beginning.

The Taoist's chest was pierced by the Qingping sword, but he did not fall to the ground and died, but said indifferently:

"Sword bones, sword bones, a body full of bones and hardware. If you don't go into the furnace, how can you show your edge?"

As soon as the words fell, he disappeared without a trace.

With a tense expression, Ling Yunpo cast a "Universal Voiceless Small Light Art" on his right arm, and the wound healed quickly.

"What does that Taoist mean?" He gritted his teeth.

"It should be to tell you not to be afraid of harm, and to go all out when it's time to go all out." Kunlun Mirror guessed.

"I think it means that your style of play is too conservative, and you are obviously afraid of being injured." Qingping Jian also analyzed, "In fact, you can play more boldly, and suffer some minor injuries in exchange for the exchange of offense and defense. Advantage."

"Really?" Ling Yunpo stood in a daze for a while, then sighed.

The Taoist priest just now can be regarded as the first powerful enemy he defeated in a real sense.

Before that, they either happened to have the means to restrain the opponent, or they used all kinds of tricks to avoid the battle... It can be said that the awareness of risk control has been carved into the genes of the bones.

This is of course unavoidable. After all, I am a spy in so many sects and play multiple roles. Being cautious is the minimum requirement.

However, this will inevitably affect his fighting style, and even form an invisible, conscious shackle:

That is "don't fight hard with each other".

Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo suddenly remembered that Senior Sister An seemed to have said something similar:

"...Although Shuangjiang has helped me a lot, it has also hindered my progress in swordsmanship in some aspects."

"...When I encounter a strong enemy, I will subconsciously choose to avoid the edge instead of confronting it head-on."

Yes, Senior Sister An originally used the same water-type fairy sword as herself, and her fighting style was also flexible and changeable.

She has encountered similar problems, why did she only find out now?Should have thought of it long ago!

Hey, sister, what are you doing now?

Ling Yunpo missed his senior sister here, but in the twelfth floor of Baiyujing, Senior Sister An was going crazy.

Starting from the third pavilion, the sword opponents are getting more and more powerful.

At the fifth pavilion, the sword enemy had already attained the Jindan rank, so that no matter how hard An Zhisu struggled, in the end he was still no match for the opponent head-on, and was broken by a sword.

However, after the long sword passed through her chest, she was not directly teleported away like Ling Yunpo, but was reborn at the outer gate of the fifth pavilion.

An Zhisu: ...

"Where is my junior brother!" Angrily, she urged the flying sword again, and threw it at the surrounding pavilions.

After venting for a long time (the surroundings were still intact), An Zhisu finally calmed down again, but her plump chest kept heaving.

Don't worry, don't worry... Huh, the younger brother is definitely fine, this is obviously a trial-type secret realm, and will not intentionally hurt the trialer.

I was defeated by the sword at the fifth pavilion, didn't I die after being killed?

only……

At least teleport him and me to one place!

An Zhisu restrained her anger, and a beautiful frost formed on her complexion.

After standing silently for a moment, he raised the Feiyan Sword again, and strode in fiercely.

At the same time, Ling Yunpo had already followed the tunnel to the second dungeon.

I saw the accumulated water on the ground rise up suddenly, and condensed into a huge human shape, about seven feet high, with a figure as burly as a bull, cupping his hands and saying:

"My name is 'Wu Sheng', and I am fortunate enough to have fought against the sword-bone man. Please give me your advice."

"Please enlighten me." He also bowed his hands in return.

After the two saluted, Ling Yunpo shot the Qingping sword forward, stabbing the giant man with a white rainbow piercing the sun.

I saw that giant man flicked his backhand, like flicking away a toothpick, and sent Qingping sword flying.

Before Ling Yunpo could react, he received a heavy blow in the abdomen...but the giant man rushed forward two steps, and he was already in front of him.

The big palm of the cattail leaf fan was clenched into a fist, and he was bent like a shrimp in one blow.

Ling Yunpo spat out a mouthful of ascites, and a horrifying thought flashed in his mind:

It's actually a body refiner!As for the sword competition, why didn't you play the cards according to common sense? !

"Sword bone! Sword bone!" The giant man didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue, but just took a few steps back and stood still, laughing loudly, "The skin is like covered copper and it won't break! You can cast a hundred times and make steel after ten thousand hammers!"

"It means that you need to learn how to be beaten under adversity." Qingping Jian quickly reminded.

"I know!" Ling Yunpo had just finished answering, when he saw the giant man lift his thick leg again, and a fierce and ruthless whip kicked towards him, so startled that he ignored his demeanor as a sword fairy, and could only roll around like a lazy donkey on the spot, barely escaped.

Before he had time to get up, the opponent stopped the whip kick that was halfway through, and changed to "war trampling" from top to bottom.

Ling Yunpo had just got up at this time, and before he had time to stand still or take a side step, he had to raise his sword to block it hastily, but he kicked the sword and the person flying, and his back hit the wall hard, and he didn't know it was broken How many ribs.

Sliding from the wall like mud, Ling Yunpo slumped on the ground in embarrassment, reluctantly mobilized his true energy, and added a "universal voiceless small light technique" to himself.

This spell is worthy of being the first level of Taoism derived from "Jiutian Qingwei Entry Mantra", and it is perfect for recovering blood.Whether it's bleeding, bruises or fractures, give yourself a pat and you'll recover in a few breaths.

During his healing period, the opponent did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but just watched with folded arms.

So Ling Yunpo can confirm that this level is really to train himself "how to be beaten".

It's just that his experience in this area is almost zero... Whether it's pretending to be invincible Qiu Changtian, unfathomable Wei Dongliu, or Luo Yan who relies on magic weapons, how can he have such an experience of being beaten like a dog?

"So what should I do!" Ling Yunpo was anxious, "Even if you want to learn how to be beaten, how can you be regarded as having learned it? You can't keep being beaten like this!"

"Maybe it's to exercise your ability to resist stress." Kunlun Mirror guessed, "When you are beaten to death, dying, and you can barely maintain your fighting consciousness, this level will be considered passed?"

"Impossible! Next!"

"I think you can try to relieve your strength." Qingpingjian said, "Since getting hit is unavoidable, isn't it another feasible way of thinking if you can try to reduce the damage you suffer?"

"Relieve the force?" Ling Yunpo asked in wonder.

You must know that this sword fairy fights against the sword, basically using the flying sword to fight the flying sword.

Once the opponent's flying sword breaks through the defense and kills him in front of him, it is too late to release Taoism, and he is basically dead.

This relief...

Chapter 30 The sword heart is faint, the sword bones are full

An Zhisu stood in the center of the field, Feiyan Sword and Hanlie Sword returned to the front at the same time, one left and one right.

She was covered in blood and bruises all over her body, and her right hand was hanging limply, and several bones inside had been broken.

Directly in front of her was the Golden Core cultivator whose chest was pierced by the Feiyan Sword.

The other party opened and closed his lips slightly, and spit out hoarse words:

"Jian Xin! Jian Xin! For whom are the long clatters ringing? But I heard..."

Before he finished speaking, his head was beheaded by the Feiyan Sword, and the subsequent voices also disappeared into the air with the disintegrating mist.

An Zhisu pinched the sword formula with his left hand, almost trembling with anger.

What is "for whom does the long clatter clatter"?none of your business!

A pickled thing that deserves a thousand knives!

She was extremely upset at this moment, even though she rationally convinced herself that "junior brother will be fine", she still couldn't help but burn with worry.

What if after leaving the secret realm, she finds out that her junior brother has not come out... Thinking of this possibility, she wished to tear down the entire Baiyu Capital.

Reluctantly calming down again, An Zhisu was not in a hurry to leave, but quickly sat cross-legged on the spot.

First, he took out the pill bottle from his sleeve and took a pill.

As Shushan's Mowing Sword Immortal and Public Enemy of All Peaks, she was challenged eighteen times in one month, and suffered countless serious injuries.

As for how to heal himself, he is naturally very proficient.

As the potency of the elixir dissipated in the meridians, An Zhisu stretched out his left hand and tapped several large acupoints on his right arm, and then straightened the fractures one by one, urging his true essence to heal.

After fully recovering from her injuries, she managed to stand up and walked towards the sixth pavilion.

The originally azure-colored Taoist robe of Shu Mountain was now full of blood, extremely dirty.

……

Underground environment, Floating Mountain level.

Almost a day has passed... Although Ling Yunpo didn't feel anything, Ah Jing was counting the time after all.

Ten hours have passed since I met the giant man.

Although a practitioner can not eat, drink or sleep, but fighting (or being beaten) for a whole day is naturally a heavy mental burden.

Ling Yunpo had no experience in fighting body refiners before, and only now did he realize how tricky it was.

It's too late to cast Taoism, and it's the fastest Leifa. This side recites a mantra in his heart, and as soon as the method is pinched, the opponent has already rushed in front of him.

Casting a spell at close range, maybe it didn't cause any harm to anyone, and he was hit half to death by the impact first.

In this case, only faster flying swords or magic weapons can be used.

It is impossible to bring Luo Yan's magic weapon with him, only the Qingping Sword and Lei Shijian can be used.

The problem is: the physical attack of the two flying swords cannot break the opponent's defense...

It is obvious that the Secret Realm arranged for body trainers to appear here, just to tell themselves, "Just concentrate on learning how to be beaten, and don't think about fighting back."

But what does it mean to "learn to be beaten"?

"It takes ten thousand hammers to cast a hundred steels." Could it be that, as Po Jing said, I have to be beaten half to death?

Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo received another heavy punch in the abdomen.

After such a long period of beatings, his body was almost developing an instinctive reaction. His eyes saw that it was impossible to dodge, and he hunched up the moment the fist touched his body.

He was thrown out by the force, landed on the ground and rolled a few times, and lost the force.

Ling Yunpo got up in embarrassment, and was about to meet the next wave of beatings, when he saw the strong man standing there, nodding with arms folded and saying:

"Wonderful! As expected of a natural sword bone! The body is as tough as a bamboo branch, and the wind and rain can't see the pine."

After finishing speaking, his figure turned into water again and collapsed.

Ling Yunpo: ...

The other party's last comment, "You look really handsome when you were beaten", made him wonder whether to be happy or sad for a while.

Ling Yunpo performed the "Universal Voiceless Small Brightness Art" again, healed his bruised body, and then took a short rest before leaving the cave.

Stepping into the third room, I saw the water on the ground rising again, converging into a human shape... No, not a human, why is it in the shape of a big cat?

"Meow, the name is 'Extreme Power'." The big cat licked his palm and said, "Sword bone, sword bone, sit and watch the six roads and listen to the wind, no matter... that, um, what is it?" ?”

Ling Yunpo looked at it dully.

"It doesn't matter." The big cat showed a humane smile, "I really can't remember your human poems, anyway, this level is to train your ability to 'brake with stillness'. Meow, are you ready? I'm going to jump oh..."

Before he finished speaking, it suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared. Ling Yunpo felt a strong force coming, and before he could even release the force, he was knocked over and rolled several times on the ground.

Standing up in embarrassment, he saw that the Taoist robe on his chest had been torn, and there were three sharp claw marks on it.

This monster is so fast!

You must know that after washing the marrow, even if the flying sword is fully driven and turned into a streamer, Ling Yunpo thought to himself that he could see a thing or two clearly.