Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 39 Conquering Lei Shijian is Convincing People with Virtue

Qingping's sword is three feet and six inches long, the whole body is soapy black, and there is a blue lotus flower carving on the jaw of the sword.

The Lei Chuan sword is three feet eight inches long, the blade is bright and shiny, and the jaws of the sword are embossed with golden lion teeth to bite the blade, which looks very powerful and domineering.

Well, or to change another word, Sao Bao.

Although it was a tenth-order fairy sword, it was thrown into the utility room and was piled up with other brooms like firewood.

Finding the dusty Lei Shujian from the corner, An Zhisu picked up a few sword flowers, wiped the hilt with a handkerchief, and then handed it to Ling Yunpo and said:

Come on, give it a try? If it can be successfully refined, we don't need to go to the sword pool to get a second sword.

Ling Yunpo took the flying sword, and tried to connect the air mechanism to it.

As soon as it touched the blade, it was immediately bounced back.

Followed by the transmission, there is also a very flamboyant voice of a middle school boy:

Who wants to refine me? Miscellaneous cultivators! Are you a fairy? Are you worthy?

Ling Yunpo: ……………

Senior Sister. He said seriously, I don't have much experience in dealing with sword spirits, but I think this kind of sword spirit can be thrown back into the pool of swords and let it fight with other flying swords day and night.

Qingpingjian's loud laughter and Lei Shujian's furious cursing sounded in his mind, only to hear An Zhisu laughing and saying:

Junior brother, after all, Lei Shu is also a tenth-order fairy sword, so it's a pity to just throw it into the sword pool like this?

Lei Shujian heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to sneer in his mind and said:

Pfft, it's a good thing this little girl is smart, but it's a pity that she hasn't even reached the Golden Core level. As for you, a rude miscellaneous cultivator, even if you can really become a fairy, you can never subdue me!

All right, Senior Sister. Ling Yunpo nodded, Then I'll take it back and see if I can refine it.

Yeah. An Zhisu said with a smile, Take your time, it doesn't matter.

Returning to the bedroom with Lei Shujian and placing it on the desk, Ling Yunpo asked:

Ajing, Qingping, is there any way to train the sword spirit?

Kunlun mirror was silent for a long time, and said:

What do you mean by training?

Just let it obey me obediently. Ling Yunpo sneered, For example, throw it into the cesspit of the dry toilet?

You're human! Qingpingjian exclaimed in disbelief.

As a tenth-level immortal sword, naturally there is no need to worry about any material damage that a small Qi-refining-level disciple can cause to it.

But being thrown into the cesspit... the damage is not high, and the insult is extremely strong. I am afraid that Lei Shujian would rather destroy the sword spirit himself than keep such a memory.

I would like to ask, Lord Sword Master. Qingpingjian asked cautiously, If you throw it into that filthy place, even if you force it to submit, you can't use it anymore, right? After all, it's already so stinky the sword...

It doesn't matter. Ling Yunpo said leisurely, Just wash it. Anyway, the flying sword doesn't need to be held in your hand to use. Even if it stinks, it will still smoke others. I don't mind.

Qingping Sword: ……………

It wanted to say but I don't mind, but after thinking about it, I knew that this cruel sword master would definitely not care about its senses.

So after thinking for a while, Qingpingjian flattered her again and said:

Master Sword Master, do you want me to try?

You? Ling Yunpo said lazily, How do you want to try?

In the previous duel with Lin Duanshan, he knew that this Qingping sword was not an ordinary fairy sword - he had to take the initiative to extract its value.

I can persuade it. Qingpingjian said flatteringly.

How to persuade... Ling Yunpo just said something, and suddenly asked vigilantly, Wait, it couldn't be a beauty trick?!

Look at what the sword master said. Qingping Jianjiao laughed, For us sword spirits, there are only genders we consider ourselves to be, but there is no natural distinction between male and female, so why are there so many beauty tricks...... Say?

Furthermore, since the servants and concubines serve the Lord Sword Master as the master, they will be the sword master's fairy sword in life and death will be the sword master's broken sword. How could they flatter another sword...

Okay, okay. Ling Yunpo also felt that he seemed to be overthinking, a little forced to find Lu, Then leave it to you, Qingping. Don't let me down.

He also put the Qingping sword on the desk, and walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.

Hmph, Fan Tie, what do you want to do? Lei Jianjian who was lying on the table asked arrogantly.

In the next second, an extremely terrifying aura rose from the Qingping Sword next to it.

Ling Yunpo had nothing to do, and walked around the top of Qingluo Peak with his hands tied for a while.

The peaks of the Shushan Mountains are located in the realm of heaven, and they are beautiful for thousands of miles. Although the scenery is not as magnificent as the Kunlun Snow Peak, it has a delicate and beautiful taste.

Trees, vines and vines, clusters of flowers, mountain streams, birds and insects are all natural scenery full of vitality.

At the edge of the stream behind the view, Ling Yunpo saw two lines of poems engraved on a nearby stone wall like a knife and an axe:

Everlasting and sometimes end, this hate lasts forever.

Ling Yunpo:?

Judging by the handwriting, it doesn't look like it was written by Senior Sister An.

But his cheap master, Su Jian, a member of the Seven Killers, is said to have been obsessed with swordsmanship all his life, so it is unlikely that he will have such lingering emotions.

Well, I just don't know which senior stayed behind.

After turning around outside, Ling Yunpo returned to the wing room again, and saw two tenth-tier fairy swords still quietly lying on the table.

Ling Yunpo picked up the Qingping Sword, and picked up the Lei Shujian, and combined his breath with it.

Lei Shujian didn't resist at all, which made him a little confused.

So he tried to communicate with him:

Lei Shi, you...

Oh! The little one is here. Lei Jianjian said flatteringly, Master Sword Master, what's the matter with calling the little one?

Ling Yunpo:? ? ?

He really wanted to show a black question mark expression, but considering that there was no audience around him at this time, he asked patiently again:

Qingping... what did it tell you?

Master Sword Master. Lei Jianjian said respectfully, Your Majesty has taught me a lot of truths, such as a good bird chooses a tree to live on, and a bright sword chooses its owner to benefit; and for example, a sword can have arrogance, but it cannot have arrogance...

Stop. Ling Yunpo directly yelled to stop, interrupting its nagging, What the hell is Your Majesty?

His Majesty Qingping considers himself the queen of swords, so the younger one is called His Majesty. Lei Jianjian said with a smile.

Then what is your gender?

The little one has no gender for the time being. Lei Shujian said quickly, Master Sword Master likes girls, so the young one is Erba Meijiaoniang; if he is a good man, the young one is a beautiful rabbit. The voice can also be converted accordingly...

Go, go! Ling Yunpo scolded angrily, What kind of masculinity? From today on, speak in the voice of a little loli!

Dare to ask Lord Sword Master, this little loli is...

A little girl of thirteen or fourteen.

Little one obeys. Lei Shujian began to pronounce, his voice gradually becoming sharper and sharper, Uh, oh, ah!

In the end, it changed from success to a silver bell-like, milky girlish voice.

Master Sword Master~ May I ask if this is okay?

Hmph, that's it. Ling Yunpo said coldly.

He carried Qingping on his back, lifted Lei Shi upside down, walked out of his room calmly, turned around and came to Senior Sister An's door, and knocked on the door.

Senior Sister An. He said in a deep voice, with a smile in his tone, I have subdued Lei Shujian!

Really? An Zhisu heard the voice, hurried over to open the door for him, looked at the Thunder Sword in his hand, and asked in surprise, How did you subdue it?

Of course I am convincing people with virtue! Ling Yunpo said awe-inspiringly.