Cultivation starts with time management

"Wei Dongliu."

"What are you looking for in the hell realm?" The old monk opened his cloudy eyes and asked, "Ordinary practitioners, it's too late to stay away from them, so why would you take the initiative to find them?"

"Master seems to be afraid of hell." Wei Dongliu asked tentatively.

The old monk did not answer, but said:

"Tell me first, what is the purpose of your seeking hell."

"I just want to ask about Bai Yujing's information." Wei Dongliu said lightly.

"Lies," said the old monk.

"I was very curious when I heard about the hidden legends of hell." Wei Dongliu continued.

"It's still a lie." The old monk continued.

Wei Dongliu was helpless, these old monsters who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years were all human beings, and they couldn't be deceived by ordinary excuses.

"It's true that I'm looking for the hell way." He could only adopt the "limited truth method" and said, "As for what, it's inconvenient to say."

What he said this time was indeed the truth, so that the old monk didn't point out that he was lying again, and said after a while:

"Wei Dongliu, do you believe in fate?"

"Fate?" Wei Dongliu fell silent.

If you ask him whether he believes it subjectively, he definitely does not believe it.But does this thing exist if you don’t believe it?

Look at the Kunlun Mirror, look at Shi Liuli!

After much deliberation, Wei Dongliu could only answer vaguely:

"Believe or not. Believe it or not."

Old Monk: ...

He pondered for a long time before suddenly laughing:

"It's true, it's true! I didn't expect that I've been thinking about it for half my life, and I would be awakened by you here."

"The so-called fate, the more obsessed and obsessed, the more restrained you will be."

"On the contrary, if you jump out of it from the beginning, you won't be fascinated by it..."

Hahahaha, this old monk said a lot of inexplicable things, even with experience as rich as Wei Dongliu, he didn't know what this Demon Buddha was talking about.

But soon, he didn't have to think about the meaning of the other party's words.

Because Mofo Yu Shen suddenly stretched out his hand and inserted it into his chest!

Then he groped carefully for a while, finally broke off a bloody rib, and handed it to Wei Dongliu casually:

"take it."

"What is this?" Wei Dongliu said with disgust.

"Don't you want to ask about the way of hell?" Demon Buddha Yu Shen said with a smile, "This is the key to get in touch with the way of hell."

Wei Dongliu:?

He borrowed the fleshy rib, thinking that this is for chewing?Or feed it to the dog?

"Amitabha." Demon Buddha Yu Shen stroked his hand on his chest, and the wound disappeared immediately, "If you believe it, there is it, if you don't believe it, it doesn't exist."

"If you want to find hell, you have to believe in fate; if you don't want to be at the mercy of it, you can't believe in fate."

"What you said, you have to remember it well."

After speaking, he waved his sleeves, and Wei Dongliu, Jiang Lian and Fei Tian Yasha were pushed out of the main hall by a gentle force.

Immediately afterwards, all the monks outside, whether in green clothes or blood clothes, all locked their unwilling, angry, greedy, and coveting eyes on him.

"How is Master Mingjing?"

"Have you obtained the relic yet?"

"The relic is the treasure of my sect, and it must not be left in the hands of outsiders!"

Chapter 57 The Witch's Mind, Senior Sister Swears

After Wei Dong entered the temple earlier, the two waves of monks confronted each other outside, but their thoughts had already flown to the temple.

The monks in Tsing Yi were worried that this demon king would brazenly attack Master Mingjing.

The monks in red were worried that the Demon Buddha would suddenly sit down inside and the relics would be taken away by some kind of Demon King.

Therefore, although everyone was facing each other, their eyes glanced in from time to time, and their hearts were also anxious.

When the laughter of the Demon Buddha came from inside, the monks became even more confused.

Then, the laughter stopped abruptly.

By this time, some monks in red couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to rush into the Puji Temple, but they still didn't dare to move because Li Chong, the glaring King Kong, didn't give the order.

When Wei Dongliu and others came out of the temple, the monks couldn't bear it, and they immediately became noisy.

Wei Dongliu's face was indifferent, his eyes swept over the crowd, obviously he had no intention of speaking.

When I was fighting alone, I had to do everything by myself, but now I have Father-in-law Yesha, who just pretends to be a silent boss and collects mysterious points.

Sure enough, Feitian Yasha hurried forward and said with a sneer:

"My master is acting, why do you bald donkeys talk about it!"

Its whole body was tightly wrapped in black robes, so that everyone couldn't recognize its identity as a flying yaksha. Seeing that Li Zhong couldn't bear the anger in his heart at that moment, he said frantically:

"The tone is quite loud, but I don't know if your strength is as stubborn as your kung fu!"

Although he was thick-backed, his footsteps were brisk and quick, obviously he used some kind of footwork, and suddenly he came to Flying Yaksha and punched it face-to-face.

There was a flash of golden light, Li Zhong's fist stopped a few inches in front of Feitian Yasha, but he couldn't hit at all.

Because a fat Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu was riding on Li Chong's face, several pairs of hook claws hugged his big face tightly, and the fangs in its mouth were also rattling.

Li Zhong was so shocked that cold sweat burst out of his body like a flood discharge dam, and his expression became stiff and pale.

Flying Yaksha heaved a sigh of relief, it wasn't that it couldn't fight back, it was just worried that if it was besieged by people, it would have to kill and cause the breath to leak from the seal, causing a catastrophe.

Now that Wei Mojun took the initiative to rescue it, Feitian Yasha became more courageous, and said with a smile:

"Then do you think I am strong?"

Li Zhong was hugged in the face by the Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu, so he definitely couldn't say harsh words, otherwise he would die if the bug came down directly.

But he couldn't be subdued, once he was subdued, the Wrathful Vajra lost all his dignity, and it would be difficult for him to lead the foundation-building disciples of Shura Dao in the future.

So Li Zhong just gritted his teeth and looked at the Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu.

"Get out!" Wei Dong said succinctly, and put the hundred poisonous golden silkworm Gu into his sleeve.

Li Zhong stepped back as if he had been pardoned, and Gu Lie in the back row raised his eyelids to look at him, and quickly closed his eyes again.

This time, no one dared to step forward to stop him, so Wei Dongliu took Jiang Liwen and Feitian Yasha, swaggered away from Puji Temple, and returned to the Shiping Mountain station all the way.

Watching Wei Dongliu return to the stone house, Witch Jiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, although she felt so guilty and blamed herself at the time that she had to cry and defend herself, after Wei Dongliu expressed his forgiveness, her mind changed subtly.

What am I doing wrong?I'm absolutely right!

If people are not for themselves, heaven and earth will perish.At that time, if I had not confessed to Mojun Wei, I would have been directly killed by Master with a broken neck, so I must be telling the truth!

As for the hysteria that followed, it was naturally to save his life.

Confessing in front of the master, the master let her go, but the betrayed Wei Mojun may not be so magnanimous.

Coupled with Feitian Yasha's deliberate humiliation and provocation, the master has already hated himself.

If he couldn't hug Wei Mojun's thigh tightly, and waited for his master for a while and found that he basically had no contact with Wei Mojun, then he would definitely kill him.

Therefore, getting Wei Dongliu to forgive him for venting his words is the most important thing.

Crying and crying first made him soft-hearted, and then flattery made him change his mind.

Now it seems that the matter has become eighty-nine points, and the devil seems not to continue to care about whether there is still a grudge in his heart.

"Come, come." Jiang Liyan called Guo Jin and Wang Cistan to his side, smiling like flowers, "Have you finished the last pill? Let me see how your cultivation is progressing..."

Wei Dongliu went back to the house and took out the rib to have a look.

Can't see any clues.

"A Jing, scan." Wei Dongliu said lightly.

"This is an ordinary bone." Kunlun Mirror quickly concluded.

"So I was deceived by that Demon Buddha?" Wei Dongliu frowned and said to himself, throwing the bone on the table casually.

During this trip, Bai Yujing didn't inquire about the news, and the clues he got were also false information. Apart from training Feitian Yasha to be a slave and being contradicted by Jiang Liming, there was nothing more to gain?

It's outrageous!

Wei Dongliu sighed and said:

"Let's go to the Bai Yujing Grand Competition."

"Which line do you plan to go first?" Kunlun Mirror asked curiously.

"Ling Poyun Ling Poyun!" Before he could answer, Qingpingjian said first, "It's time for me to show my skills!"

"Didn't you proclaim yourself the 'Emperor of the Sword'?" Wei Dongliu teased it, "I forced Lei Jianjian to call you Your Majesty before, why do you call yourself Grandma now?"

"My lord, the sword master, how dare I call myself the emperor..." Qingping Jian said with a smile.

Seeing it being so flattering, Wei Dongliu was also in a good mood, so he said:

"Then let's Ling Yunpo first, and see how good this Bai Yujing Dabi is!"

Kunlun Mirror didn't bother to complain, and directly started to display its supernatural powers:

[Point [-]: Shangqing School in Shushan, Qingluo Peak. 】

[Character identity: Ling Yunpo. 】

[The mirror flower water moon template is covered, and it is traveling through time and space. 】

For the past few days, Ling Yunpo still practiced sword with An Zhisu as usual.

His two-handed swordsmanship is already proficient, and coupled with the third sword of the incarnation outside his body, the tactical advantage brought by him is almost against the sky.

Senior Sister An was able to resist with the technique of advance and retreat, but later Ling Yunpo used the technique of total attack and no defense. The younger brother couldn't bear his temper, and had to choose an aggressive style of play again.

The two fought against each other, and An Zhisu won less than she lost more, but seeing the smile on her face, she seemed happier than she had won.

As the day of the Bai Yujing Grand Competition approached, An Zhisu didn't drink much wine, but concentrated on sharpening his sword skills, and the evil spirit between his brows became deeper and deeper.

In this big competition, we must defeat all powerful enemies and take Bai Yujing first and dedicate it to Master!

Of course, if the younger brother also advances by leaps and bounds, I will give him the first place, and it would be good to take the second place.

Chapter 58 Unyielding People Set Ling Yun Po

But the Shushan Sword Immortals were looking forward to it day and night, and finally they were eagerly waiting for the day of Bai Yujing Grand Competition.

When the time is up, the peaks will hold a swearing-in meeting, and then thousands of sword lights will shoot up into the sky, like a brilliant ray of light, all of them are thrown to the east.

Since there is no teacher in Qingluo Peak, there is no swearing-in meeting or any speech by the peak master. It's just that An Zhisu went to get a pot of wine and poured a glass for himself and Junior Brother Ling.

After finishing drinking, Senior Sister An threw the glass away, pointed her finger away, and the Flying Smoke Sword popped out from behind, smashing the wine glass instantly.

"Let's go, Junior Brother." She said proudly.

Ling Yunpo nodded, and followed his senior sister with the sword, and flew in the direction of the Shushan army.

From a rough look, there are almost 3000 or [-] Shushan disciples in the Foundation Establishment Realm, which is slightly more than the Kunlun disciples.

However, I feel that the strength of most of the disciples is not very good.

Compared with casual cultivators, they are naturally very powerful, but from Ling Yunpo's perspective at this time, they are all mediocre.

What I really have to deal with is only the top five or six people from each faction!

When I came to the secret place of Baiyujing, I saw that the area around Tianmu Mountain was full of Orthodox disciples, flying around with their sword lights.