Cultivation starts with time management

Chapter 34 Nonsense

Arriving at Qingluo Peak in Shushan Mountain, the two returned to the Taoist temple for a short rest.

This trip to Bai Yujing, although it seemed that he came back unscathed, he actually died inside countless times.

Rao Mower Sword Immortal's habit of "killing people without blinking an eye" was almost collapsed by tens of thousands of defeats and deaths in battle, and it was only supported by some kind of unspeakable obsession.

As soon as I got back to the Taoist temple, I immediately poured a pot of monkey wine to reward myself.

Ling Yunpo followed behind her, hesitant to speak but then stopped, hesitant to speak but then hesitant.

Usually chatting with senior sister, you can flirt anytime and anywhere, and you can also appreciate senior sister's shy stare.

This really wants to talk about love...but it makes him a little bit at a loss.

In the final analysis, it was because Ling Yunpo was not ready to be responsible to his senior sister.

After all, I am a spy, and I will be exposed one day, so it is impossible to accompany my senior sister to the end hand in hand.

However, Senior Sister An is gentle, protective, and considerate, and she is willing to pay infinitely for herself, even risking her life to protect each other... To deceive and disappoint such a senior sister, even if Ling Yunpo can deceive his own conscience, he is afraid that he will be caught by a heaven when he survives the catastrophe. Lightning strikes to death.

The Kunlun Mirror listened to his inner monologue without speaking, but just watched leisurely.

It's okay, watch the water and follow your own heart.Don't worry about disappointing senior sister, because there will be no such opportunity...

"Sigh." Ling Yunpo said irritably, "Jing, I remember when you first entered Qingluo Peak, you seemed to have told me not to harm Senior Sister An?"

"Where is it?" Kunlun Mirror asked in surprise.

"It was Qiu Changtian who made the marriage contract with Junior Sister Xu, so what does it have to do with me, Ling Yunpo?" Ling Yunpo reminded.

Qingpingjian let out a wow, she didn't know what she was amazed at, Ling Yunpo didn't bother to pay attention to it.

The Kunlun Mirror fell silent.

Now, it can't say "I was a pure single heroine at the beginning", "Now you are forcibly insulting a single heroine, but in fact, you are ungrateful and ungrateful. I hope you will be caught and killed by them." ".

After thinking hard for a moment, it stammered and said:

"Senior Sister An also likes you after all..."

"You also found out?" Ling Yunpo asked in surprise.

"Is this hard to find?" Qingping Jian said with a smile, "I think she is just lying to herself, using 'senior sister's love for junior' to whitewash. If you work a little harder and pierce that layer of window paper, she will definitely Can't deny it."

"I think both of you are waiting to see my joke..." Ling Yunpo said suspiciously.

"Where is it? No, no." Yijing Yijian quickly argued.

Ignoring them, Ling Yunpo walked around to the backyard, and saw An Zhisu was drunk in the pavilion, with a graceful figure leaning on the pavilion pillars, with a coquettish temperament.

Speaking of the senior sister's figure, he had to mention that Ling Yunpo once healed her injury when she came back soaked in blood—the unevenness made him amazed.

It's a pity that since then, Senior Sister An has never returned with an injury. Ling Yunpo suspected that she didn't stop fighting swordsmen, but instead found a place to cat after the swordfight and secretly recovered from her injuries before returning.

Stepping into the pavilion, Ling Yunpo touched the senior sister's forehead.

A little hot, blushing doesn't seem to be fake, it seems that he is really drunk.

Alcohol itself is not delicious. Many people only like the things in the glass, not because they like the pungent taste, but because they like the feeling of being dizzy and forgetting all the troubles after the alcohol is strong. I think the same is true for Senior Sister An.

According to part of the information Ling Yunpo learned, Su Jian was also said to be an old alcoholic back then, so Senior Sister An was probably brought on by her father.

"Huh?" Feeling the weight on his forehead, An Zhisu opened his eyes in a daze, "Brother?"

"Senior sister, why is she drinking by herself here?" Ling Yunpo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Is there something bothering you?"

As soon as this was mentioned, An Zhisu suddenly burst into tears, embraced Ling Yunpo who was caught off guard, and sobbed:

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, I'm sorry...Senior Sister shouldn't have bad intentions..."

Ling Yunpo:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

At this moment, I don't know how many question marks to use to fully express the bewildered feeling on his face.

Bad idea?What bad idea?Could it be that the senior sister is going to kill me... Ugh!Mmmmm!

Before she had time to ask a question, Senior Sister An hugged her neck and buried her in her chest, and she couldn't even breathe freely.

"Senior sister really doesn't want you to go..." Under the influence of Jiu Jin, she said in a mournful tone, intermittently, weeping, and nagging, "The situation in Qingluofeng is indeed very bad, but... But senior sister really I don't want you to go..."

Speaking of the latter, rather than venting his depression by getting drunk, it sounds more like acting like a coquettish rascal.

It took Ling Yun a lot of effort to break free from the fat, and he hugged the senior sister with his backhand, patted her back to comfort her, but a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes:

Is there a possibility that the senior sister is actually pretending to be drunk and taking the opportunity to confess to me...

"Impossible." Kunlun Mirror said aloud, "I scanned it, and she is really drunk."

"Oh." Ling Yunpo sighed, and saw An Zhisu's face turned red, struggled out of his arms, turned around and hugged the pillar again, crying and saying:

"Master... the apprentice is sorry for the master, and has bad thoughts about the younger brother..."

As she talked, she gradually began to choke up and sob, and stopped talking.

Since the senior sister is already drunk, that means... she is telling the truth now?

Ling Yunpo walked around behind her, lowered his voice and asked:

"Tell me, what kind of bad intentions are you?"

"I originally only wanted to be his senior sister..." An Zhisu's eyes dimmed, her voice gradually lowered, "But I don't want to be...just his senior sister..."

"Then what do you want to be his?" Ling Yunpo asked patiently.

What responded to him was the sound of even breathing, and the senior sister had already fallen asleep hugging the pillar.

"Oh, really." Ling Yunpo stared at Senior Sister An's defenseless sleeping face, with mixed feelings in his heart, whether it was happiness or guilt.

"Send Senior Sister back to the room first."

The next morning.

An Zhisu woke up slowly from the bed, only feeling severe pain in the brain, as if she was hungover.

Secretly running the true energy, flowing through the many big acupoints on the head, the mind immediately became clear.

Covering her head, she slightly recalled what happened yesterday, and couldn't help moaning while holding her head.

I only remember that Baiyujing had accumulated too much pressure, and after returning home, he drank a lot of wine in the pavilion by the stream, and later forgot to use his true energy to dissolve the alcohol, and was completely drunk.

As for who sent him back, it was self-evident.

Well, when the younger brother found me, I shouldn't have said some nonsense, right?

Thinking of this, An Zhisu felt the urge to bang his head against the wall.

It's small to be drunk and look ugly, but it's big to say something nonsense in front of the junior and lose the prestige of the senior!

An Zhisu really doesn't have much confidence in her "wine taste" after drunkenness.

She tidied up her clothes a little, and then walked out of the Taoist temple.

Seeing Ling Yunpo practicing his sword in the open space in front of the Taoist temple, An Zhisu subconsciously straightened his face, intending to make up for yesterday's disrespect, and said majesticly:

"Junior Brother, your swordsmanship is not bad, but there are still some things that can be improved, such as..."

She commented in a random manner, and saw Ling Yunpo staring at her strangely.

"Brother! You, what are you doing..." An Zhisu wanted to put on airs of a senior sister, and reprimanded him seriously, but her voice softened uncontrollably afterward.

"Senior sister, you are so pretty." Ling Yunpo said with a smile.

"Ah, is that so?" An Zhisu said in a panic, only to realize that she got out of bed too hastily, but forgot to comb her hair.The long black hair fell smoothly down her shoulders, like a large waterfall.

She hurriedly covered her face and turned around, hurried back to the Taoist temple, and said a word shyly:

"I'm going to freshen up!"

Chapter 35 One Hundred Thousand Mountains, Before Leaving

Before the news of Bai Yujing spread inside Shushan Mountain, Qingluo Peak ushered in a group of new guests.

"This is Qingluo Peak?" Duan Fenhai asked in surprise.

"Not in line with your impression?" Guan Shanyue asked with a smile.

"I thought it would be some kind of dragon's pool and tiger's lair..." Duan Fenhai said casually, and when he saw Ling Yunpo coming out of the Taoist temple, he immediately kept silent.

"Senior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Duan, Senior Sister Guan." Ling Yunpo clasped his fists and saluted one by one.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but my swordsmanship has improved again." Lin Duanshan said approvingly.

"How does Senior Brother Lin know that my cultivation base is advanced?" Ling Yunpo wondered.

"In the past, my junior brother showed his sharpness, but today he is introverted, so he knows that he is diligent." Lin Duanshan explained.

"Indeed." Duan Fenhai looked at him in amazement, "After three days away, you should definitely treat him with admiration."

Ling Yunpo laughed, and invited everyone to come in and sit down for a while.

The three of them came here this time to discuss the trip to the South.

Although Sword Immortals are keen on one-on-one battles, they can't stand the fact that the monks of the Demonic Way are used to forming a team to siege. Therefore, Shushan has also made regulations. During the Southern Expedition, the disciples of the Foundation Establishment Realm need to travel in groups, usually four to six people.

In the previous years of the Southern Expedition, Lin, Duan, and Guan basically formed a team together, probably because the strength of the other Foundation Establishment disciples could not keep up with them, and they were more dragged down in the team, it would be better if there were fewer people.

This year, due to the care of the ancestors of the Guan family, Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu also joined in, so the three-member team was naturally expanded into a five-member team.

At the same time, because the two had never participated in the Southern Expedition before, Lin Duanshan and others came here specially this time to explain the basic situation of the Southern Expedition to them.

Of course, the main thing is to make Ling Yunpo familiar.The monster Mower Sword Immortal doesn't need intelligence, just kill the enemy directly when it encounters it.

"Junior Brother Ling, let me tell you, this Hundred Thousand Mountains is like this..." After taking his seat in the hall, Lin Duanshan explained to Ling Yunpo the information he knew about Hundred Thousand Mountains in detail.

Ling Yunpo listened carefully, almost vomiting blood in his heart.

Wei Dongliu has already heard this information from Long Xiaoqi and the others, and the details are much more detailed than yours.

What kind of monsters in the mountains, miasma mechanism, which areas of the ruins have been explored, Ling Yunpo almost fell asleep when he heard it, but he had to force himself, pretending to be serious about remembering.

Fortunately, An Zhisu finally came out from the inner room and interrupted Lin Duanshan's explanation:

"Leaving aside the other relics for now, which relics can improve the Zifu and improve the efficiency of the Huafu?"

"I'm going to go into details." Lin Duanshan said seriously, "Among the [-] mountains, there are two Zifu secrets that have been discovered by me in Shushan."

"One of them is exclusively owned by me in Shushan, and it is called 'Lang  研Xuan Xing type 蚰ye 树Appreciate the detailed spectrum!  

"How much skill is equivalent?" Ling Yunpo asked seriously.

"One sip can increase one year's skill." Duan Fenhai said in a deep voice, "but stone milk is poisonous, so don't drink too much. It all depends on the root bone."

"Ordinary monks can drink up to ten sips, and if they drink any more, their complexion will turn purple, and their limbs will fall like lead." Guan Shanyue also added, "But if you only drink one sip a year, you can slow down the growth of your body's endurance. It can be extended up to 40 years."

Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu looked at each other, and naturally understood what Guan Shanyue meant.

If you want to drink stone milk at one time, it will take at most ten years of skill, which is the limit of your body.

But if you only drink one sip every year and come back next year, you can continue to grow to nearly 40 years of skill under the long stream of water, which is undoubtedly much more cost-effective than the former.

However, there was another reason why Guan Shanyue specifically mentioned this.

The South Expedition to the Hundred Thousand Mountains is not the same as the Shushan Grand Competition, and not every disciple can participate.

Its essence is the division of resources by the high-level, which involves the game and compromise among the various peak forces, but Qingluofeng is an out-and-out weak point in this area.

This year, thanks to the favor of the ancestors of the Guan family, the two were qualified to participate in the Southern Expedition, but they may not have such an opportunity next year.

Therefore, it is unrealistic to learn from Lin Duanshan and others to take a sip of Nanzheng every year... If it is difficult to have the opportunity to join Nanzheng in the future, it is better to drink enough at once to maximize the benefits.

The reason why Guan Shanyue reminded this point was that the two of them had to discuss clearly how to choose.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Guan, for letting me know." Ling Yunpo cupped his hands in thanks.

"Except for this Lang, gifted, happy, happy, halo, and Zheng, the smoked pong material is the best! The nephew Xianjiao is a gift from Xianjiao.

"I heard?" An Zhisu asked with a frown.

"Not every monk who entered the misty forest can perfect the Purple Mansion." Duan Fenhai said coldly, "Only one out of ten had this adventure, and basically they couldn't tell what kind of adventure they encountered."

"That's rather strange." Ling Yunpo said with a smile, "Could it be that a monk of Huafu rank can still lose consciousness when he enters this misty forest?"

"Exactly." Guan Shanyue nodded.