My Practice Routine With My Confused Female Apprentice

Tianlan Lingzong is a Qi Refining Sect, based on the Qi Refining Cultivation Technique "Tianlan Heart Sutra". They have a "Qingyun Sword Technique", which has a certain reputation in Xuanqin.

It is rumored that this Sect once had a brilliant disciple who practiced the "Tianlan Heart Sutra" to the Nascent Soul stage, and created this "Qingyun Sword Technique" in the Nascent Soul stage. This legend is widely circulated in the Tianlan Lingzong, and it is still the capital of the Tianlan Ling Sect people's pride.

The Sect is located in the northern part of Xuanqin, close to Northern Chu, and has a relatively close relationship with the Northern Chu practice circle.

The Tianlan Lingzong is Qi Refining Sect, and it already has quite good pill refining capabilities. Generally speaking, the Medicine Pill practiced by oneself is almost self-sufficient.

But when they encountered some important medicine pills, such as the Foundation Establishment Pill for Foundation Establishment, the Barrier Breaking Pill for Golden Core, this kind of Medicine Pill that tests the pill refining level, they didn't understand it very well, and they didn't dare to practice it by themselves, so they had to ask Some big pill refining Sect to buy.

And the largest pill refining section in the Immortal Relics Land is naturally Zhishen Valley.

By chance, Tianlan Lingzong caught up with the Zhishen Valley line, and since then there has been a stable purchase channel for Foundation Establishment Pills and Breaking Barrier Pills.

Because it was originally a pill refining section, I had a lot of contact with Zhishengu, and I also learned a lot of pill refining knowledge from Zhishengu.

Therefore, for Tianlan Lingzong, Zhishen Valley is not only a channel for purchasing important Medicine Pills, but also a high-ranking sect to a certain extent.

In today's Zhishen Valley, there are many disciples who were promoted from Tianlan Lingzong to Zhishen Valley.

After receiving the request for help from Zhishen Valley, the Sect Leader of Tianlan Lingzong decided to send the Elder of the sect to take a few disciples to Zhishen Valley to show their loyalty after careful consideration.

Zhang Zong, the Inner Sect Elders of Tianlan Lingzong, has a sinister personality and likes to use living pill refining, so he is very annoying in the sect. So the Sect Leader of Tianlan Lingzong asked him to bring ten Foundation Establishment disciples and two Gold Core disciples, a total of thirteen people went to Zhishen Valley to help out.

Zhang Zong didn't want to go out because it would waste his pill refining time, but considering that he was going to Zhishen Valley, this kind of pill refining Sacred Land, he decided to take a look.

They received the news on the 17th that Zhang Zong set off in the morning on the 18th, and by the evening of the 19th, they barely reached the outside of the Hengduan Mountains.

Their speed is so slow, one is because the Sect Leader did not equip them with flying Magical Items such as cloud boats, and the other is that the Foundation Establishment disciples are not the core discipline of the Tianlan Lingzong. Although the Cultivation Base is a middle stage, late stage, but it just looks good, in fact, the Cultivation Base is very vain.

Zhang Zong has the basic quality of a pill refining teacher, and his thoughts are quite meticulous.

Although Zhishen Valley is on the outskirts of Hengduan Mountain Range, given the width of Hengduan Mountain Range, they may not be able to reach Zhishen Valley for a while.

And how dangerous is it to enter the virgin forest at night?

So Zhang Zong decided to rest outside the Hengduan Mountains for one night, and then go into the forest at dawn tomorrow.

"Go down!" He ordered, "We will stay here for one night, and we will go to Zhishen Valley tomorrow morning."

"Zhang Elder, Zhishen Valley is just outside the Hengduan Mountains, why don't we bear it and rush to Zhishen Valley overnight?" A Gold Core disciple questioned.

"I said rest, rest!" Zhang Zong didn't want to explain, and directly reprimanded, "Are you questioning my decision?"

Considering the terrifying rumors about Zhang Zong in the sect, this disciple looked at Zhang Zong, but he didn't dare to say anything, and only kept his resentment in his heart.

A group of thirteen people, all cultivators, didn't think too much, and just found a big tree as a shelter. They meditated around the Lotus Position under the big tree to recover their Magic power and take a short rest.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was late at night, and many disciples who were meditating fell into a deep level of cultivation.

In the dark night, the silence is terrifying.

At a certain moment, on the boulder beside the big tree, Zhang Zong suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time, a talisman slipped from his sleeve and fell into his palm.

He looked into the darkness ahead, and on the grass over there, he suddenly saw a figure standing there with a sword behind his back facing him.

The night was so dark that he couldn't even tell if it was a man or a woman, he could only vaguely see that figure's hair blowing away in the night wind.

After all, he was a generation of Gold Core, calmly stood up from the boulder, and asked cautiously, "Who is your Excellency? Why are you pretending to be a ghost here?!"

When that person appeared, he didn't know; his spiritual sense could perceive the past, only the cold wind, and he couldn't perceive the specific person.

Its strength is far above him.

The man with the sword didn't speak, only a gust of wind blew over from there. But this gust of wind, as if blowing from the ice, was bitingly cold.

Maybe it's the ghostly wind blowing from the underworld.

Zhang Zong quietly took out the own natal Magical Item with his other hand, and carried it behind his back.

"Your Excellency came here for no reason, and you didn't say a word. What exactly do you want to do?" He said again, and warned again, "If you don't say anything, I will do it."

Before making a move, I have to remind that it's not that Zhang Zong has a gentleman's style, but that he knows that the strength of the opponent is superior to him, so he dare not act rashly.

He was stalling for time, waiting for the disciples under the tree to wake up, especially the two Gold Core disciples. They might have a chance if they act together.

With the sword behind his back, he still didn't speak.

However, at some point, Zhang Zong suddenly realized that he could see the back clearly. The black clothes, long hair, and thin shoulders were the back of a woman!

wrong……

not good!

Zhang Zong was shocked, not because he could see clearly, but because the figure with the sword on his back was getting closer to him!

The back figure was always approaching him, but she was carrying him behind her back, and she didn't move, and her speed was so slow that he didn't notice it.

"Go!" Without saying a word, he activated the talisman held in his palm, and a thunderbolt struck the back of his palm.

That figure didn't dodge or dodge, and it was born by this palm thunder.

"What?" Zhang Zong was startled, but he still didn't respond to the palm thunder, "What kind of monster is it?"

He didn't have a chance to think about it anymore, because the monster was stimulated by a thunderbolt in his palm, and the speed of coming towards him suddenly soared.

"Wake up!" He hurriedly turned his head and called the disciple over there.

But when he glanced back, he saw that none of the disciples over there got up. He figured it out in an instant, these idiots wanted to use this monster that appeared out of thin air to kill him.

No one from Tianlan Lingzong got close to him.

"Idiot!!" He roared, turned back and bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed the blood under his tongue on the own natal Magical Item, and sacrificed the own natal Magical Item with all his strength.

In the darkness, his natal Magical Item cut through the air, made an "o" sound, and went towards the back.

Seeing that his own Magical Item was about to hit that figure, Zhang Zong suddenly blurred, and the figure approaching him disappeared.

"Huh?" He was taken aback, and the first thought that came to his mind was, "Could it be an illusion?"

But before this thought had time to be squeezed out by other thoughts, he heard the sound of a sword being drawn.

That voice is so crisp...

"Cheep~"

Like the last groan of a young virgin dying in his pill refining furnace.

The voice was still echoing in his ears, and he felt something passing through his body.

He lowered his head, and in the darkness, he could clearly see blood gushing out of his body.

Make a "ZiZi..." sound.

But he felt no pain.

"I've heard people say that if the sword is fast enough, the blood spurting from the wound will be like the sound of wind, which sounds very nice."

In the darkness, a man's voice was suddenly heard by the wind.

Zhang Zong looked up and saw four people walking towards him stepping on the tips of dense weeds in the darkness.

The one who spoke was a relatively handsome man walking in the middle. "Master, who said this?" a woman beside the man asked him.

"Wong Kar Wai said it." He replied.

"Who is Wang Jiawei? Is he a swordsman with a very high level of swordsmanship?" She asked.

"He doesn't know swordsmanship."

"Then how did he know that blood would sound as nice as the wind?"

"No?" the man asked back.

"No." The woman shook her head, "I haven't seen it before."

"Maybe your sword is not fast enough." The man said.

"Have you seen Senior Brother Lu?" the woman asked.

Another tall and straight man shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it either."

"Where's Senior Brother Liu?"

The man suddenly patted the woman on the head and scolded, "How many times have I told you, don't call me by name! Don't call me by name! We are East evil, West poison, Southern emperor and northern beggar, with supernatural powers, you can't remember that!" ?!"

The woman rubbed her head and said innocently, "I forgot..."

"Remember, you are Dongxie Sword Immortal!"

As they spoke, they walked up to Zhang Zong. Zhang Zong could see clearly that there were three men and one woman.

"Do you know why your disciplines didn't come to help you?" the handsome man in the middle asked him with a smile. That smile is so warm, like the warm wind in spring.

Zhang Zong originally thought that they wanted to use the enemy's hand to eradicate him, but now he realized that they had already killed him one step ahead.

He nodded.

For some reason, he suddenly felt relieved, he was not abandoned...they just died.

Then he cracked. The two halves of the body are very average, the wound is very neat, and the sword of Zhong Shentong Sword Immortal is obviously fast enough.

The man he heard with a warm smile at the last moment of his disappearance said softly

"Remember, I am the West Poison Sword Immortal of the Boundless Sword Sect. The one who killed you is the supernatural sword fairy of the Boundless Sword Sect. If there is revenge for revenge, there is resentment for resentment. I will definitely kill you in the Boundless Sword Sect. We will kill all those who dare to help Zhi All the cultivators in Sangu..."

Zhang Zong remembers it very clearly, and he will never forget it even when he dies.

When the cultivator of Zhishen Valley found this place, several days had passed.

They saw that the Elder of Tianlan Lingzong was split in two with the sharp Sword Qi; under a big tree, they found twelve disciples of Tianlan Lingzong whose Dantian had been pierced through the chest by Sword Qi , their Dantian Qi Sea was damaged, and they all died while meditating.

And on the front of the big tree, they saw someone stained with blood with a sword, and wrote, "Whoever dares to rush to help Zhishen Valley will be killed without mercy!"

On the back of the big tree is "Put Zhizhi and Shengu first, and then destroy Daojianmen!"

"Boundless Sword Sect!" Someone was furious, and he raised his hand and punched through the big tree.

And when he cursed, an extremely unpleasant voice immediately responded from the boulder, "Boundless Sword Sect, Boundless Sword Sect! Sword Immortal, Xidu! Boundless Sword Sect..."

It's a ghost! The people in Zhishen Valley were instantly overjoyed that there were still souls left.

They hurried over and cast spells to collect the souls.

"Who killed you?" Someone asked anxiously.

"Boundless Sword Sect... Boundless Sword Sect..." The remnant soul muttered, "Xidu, Nandi, Sword Immortal...Boundless Sword Sect...kill all Zhishengu..."

"It's really the Boundless Sword Sect?" A Zhishengu cultivator who knew the inside didn't believe it, and asked with a frown, "Who are the Boundless Sword Sect?"

"Southern Emperor, Zhong Shentong, Zhong Shentong, Sword Immortal, Sword Immortal... Wujian Sword Sect... Killing all Zhishengu..." Then the remnant soul could only read this sentence.

"Can the remnant soul be restored?" Someone asked.

Someone replied "No, the time is too far away. He should have dissipated a long time ago, and he survived thanks to resentment and Gold Core Cultivation Base..."

"Why did the Boundless Sword Sect go back on its word?" Some people were puzzled.