Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 179

I finally understand why Senior Sister hates her.

After Guan Shanyue left, Ling Yunpo said with emotion.

Huh? An Zhisu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, Is that so? As I said, communicating with her is like suffering.

The Riddler is really disgusting. Ling Yunpo sighed.

No matter how the two of them probed just now, Guan Shanyue kept a secretive look, and asked, When the sword tomb is opened, you will know when you see the ancestor.

That being the case, why should we be informed in advance? It's fun to whet your appetite, isn't it?

Talking to her, I lost my good mood. An Zhisu rubbed his brows, Let's go back.

Okay, sister.

The two turned back to the guest room to rest. After a few days like this, a maid came to inform that the Sword Tomb had been officially opened.

Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu followed the guiding maid through a tunnel in the middle of the mountain and entered the river valley.

I saw that the valley here is flat, without trees and hills, only a large number of long swords are scattered in it, inserted in all directions on the ground.

This is the sword mound of the Guan family in Longxi. Whenever the sword fairy of the Guan family unfortunately falls, the Guan family will seal their flying swords in the sword mound, calling it the sword stele, which is similar to the existence of the ancestor's spiritual seat.

Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu walked on the path in the forest of sword steles, listening to the maid from the Guan family explain the history of the sword tomb. It is said that among the fallen sword immortals here, those who died in battle and those who died in crossing the catastrophe are basically evenly divided, and less than five percent of them died at the end of their lives.

Probably because most of the sword immortals of the Guan family were rebellious and refused to lie down on the sick bed and die. Once the lifespan is near the end, and there is no hope of breaking through the realm, you have to go out and fight the Demon Cult, in order to die in battle with honor.

An Zhisu was in awe when he heard this, while Ling Yunpo pretended to be in awe, and laughed secretly in his heart.

If my lifespan is near the end, I definitely don't want to stay at home and wait for death, but go out to find opportunities to break through and do the final dying struggle.

If it fails and falls, why don't you just let it go? You mean that I went to assassinate Demon Venerable and die for righteousness, how can I deny it?

Of course, everyone would do such things as putting gold on one's face, so there was nothing wrong with that, so Ling Yunpo didn't say anything, but just looked at the surrounding sword monuments with great interest.

Um?

He suddenly saw a familiar face among the crowd in the distance.

Isn't that Guan Zhan? Why are these three junior brothers here... Oh, his surname is Guan, so it's okay.

Ling Yunpo withdrew his gaze, walked through the forest of heavy swords with his senior sister, and saw a thatched hut in front of him.

The maid led the two of them to the cottage and opened the door.

When the two entered the thatched cottage, they saw a hale and handsome old man sitting on the couch, wearing gray underwear and sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed. There were gilded incense burners on both sides, and green smoke curled up.

Sit. He said lightly.

Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu sat down on the futon, their expressions were a little disturbed and dignified.

Although the old man seemed ordinary, the two of them, as sword celestial beings, still sensed that behind Yuan Tingyue Zhi's aura was some kind of extremely lofty level.

How is Su Jian? the ancestor of the Guan family asked with his eyes closed.

The tutor is in good condition. An Zhisu replied.

Have you ever left the customs?

Never.

Since he hasn't left the customs, how do you know that he is still in good condition? The housekeeper patriarch opened his eyes and asked jokingly.

An Zhisu frowned slightly, only to hear Ling Yunpo say beside him:

The orthodoxy of Qingluo Peak is still intact, which means that the condition of the family teacher is still good.

Ha! The ancestor of the Guan family suddenly laughed, and looked at Ling Yunpo with a different look, and said playfully, It's a sharp mouth.

Seeing that the other party did not fly into a rage, Ling Yunpo also secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

This patriarch should have no malice towards Qingluo Peak, he just wanted to test the courage of my senior sister and me, now it seems that we have passed the test.

After staring at the two for a while, the ancestor of the Guan family said slowly:

You guys can't be blamed for Qingluofeng's falling into today's situation. It's really Su Jian's own fault.

I'm sorry that the younger generation disagrees with what the ancestor said. An Zhisu immediately raised her eyebrows and said, Ling Yunpo was so anxious that Ling Yunpo quickly grabbed her arm.

If you disagree, what does it have to do with me? The ancestor of the Guan family laughed and mocked, Even if Su Jian stands here, he has to admit that it is his own responsibility. What qualifications do you have to deny it for him?

An Zhisu was silent, and Ling Yunpo was beside him speechless, wiping sweat from his heart.

If Su Jian was here, of course he would admit that it was his responsibility, otherwise, could he still pass the responsibility on to his apprentice?

What Senior Sister An said was just a statement. Who would have thought that she would be caught and criticized by the ancestor of the Guan family? Immortals can pretend to be stupid and don’t understand, right? Wait... I seem to know where Guan Shanyue's bad personality comes from.

I told Su Jian in the past that if he doesn't change his stubborn temper, sooner or later he will destroy himself, and even bring disaster to his family. The ancestor of the Guan family continued to sneer, karma and retribution, the cycle of heaven, Do you think it has been fulfilled now?

He looked at An Zhisu and said:

If you only know how to imitate your master and blindly fight against others, you will end up in the same end sooner or later.

An Zhisu was silent, Ling Yunpo sat beside him thinking secretly, only to hear the ancestor of the Guan family turn his head again and say to him:

You are not like your master and senior sister. You are a smart and knowledgeable junior, which is rare.

Ling Yunpo smiled, thinking that this comment seemed familiar.

That is to say, Su Jian retreats and asks your senior sister to accept disciples on your behalf, so that you can join the sect of Qingluo Peak by coincidence. The ancestor of the Guan family snorted coldly, If Su Jian is to choose, no matter how good your talent is, it will be your choice. It is absolutely impossible to enter Qingluo Peak.

Old Ancestor, that's wrong. An Zhisu couldn't help but argue again, Master admires sword geniuses the most, and Junior Brother Ling...

Even a genius is useless. The ancestor of the Guan family said unceremoniously, Since Su Jian inherited Qingluo Peak, it is not that there are no talented disciples who have gone to apprentice. Who can make him notice?

An Zhisu was silent again.

Ling Yunpo. The ancestor of the Guan family turned his eyes and his expression became gentle, Su Jian won't accept you, but it's not your fault, it's because he was born with eyes above the top. into his eyes.

As for your Senior Sister An, the reason why you can worship him as a teacher is because of another relationship, let's not talk about it.

If Su Jian can't get out of the test, you are equivalent to a casual cultivator without a teacher; if Su Jian gets out of the test, you probably won't be able to please him.

Speaking of this, the ancestor of the Guan family suddenly paused for a moment, and then said seriously:

Su Jian owed me a favor in the past. If you are willing to switch to my sect and worship me as a teacher, I will use this favor to replace him, so that he has nothing to say even if he leaves the customs. How about it?

Ling Yun was stunned, but saw An Zhisu who was next to him jumped up from the futon, and cried out in shock:

How can this be!