Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 438 Back and forth with Senior Sister An

In addition to the twelve pavilions used for the official contest, there are also many spacious and independently suspended pavilions in the Baiyujing Secret Realm, which provide temporary places for the practitioners to take a rest.

Of course, during the Grand Competition, this is also a competition venue for monks who have nowhere to vent their energy to practice, compare skills, and learn from each other in private.

Just like the restrictions on pavilions and squares, competing sword skills in these pavilions will not cause fatal injuries.

When the fatal damage is about to hit the target, the target will be shortly isolated from the space, so as to avoid being killed on the spot.

As long as he didn't die on the spot, with the immortal method of the immortal cultivator, whether it was the physical damage from the flying sword magic weapon or the five element damage from Taoism, they could be quickly dealt with and healed.

By the way, the reason why the Demon Cult is called the Demon Cult is mainly because their exercises contain a lot of magic damage mixed with turbid air, which cannot be quickly healed by conventional means, so they are criticized as too vicious That's all.

Ling Yunpo was hit in the chest by the Feiyan sword, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and his body quickly flew backwards.

Although it appears to have suffered internal injuries, it can heal with a little conditioning.

The so-called the bones of the whole body are like the edge of a sword, the toughness of the body is also the strength of the natural sword bone.

An Zhisu was hit on the arm by the Qingping sword... To be precise, it was the Hanlie sword that hit her arm when it retreated after resisting the attack of the Qingping sword, so that her shoulder joint was immediately dislocated .

Ling Yunpo pressed his chest, thinking that no matter how many times he had practiced duels, his senior sister's swordsmanship was still so sharp that it was hard to guard against.

An Zhisu's natural sword heart is more refined in swordsmanship, and his intuition and judgment on the battlefield are also very accurate.

And his natural sword bone has a bonus to the speed, strength and sensitivity of the flying sword.

In other words, what the senior sister is good at is skill, while what I am good at is strength.

Since he wants to make use of his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, he can't compete with his senior sister in sword skills, but try to overwhelm others...Of course, this would lose the meaning of practicing sword skills, so Ling Yunpo didn't do it normally.

But now, Senior Sister An, who has always been as gentle as water, is rarely angry and wants to vent her anger in the name of practice. How could I give in so easily and let her do whatever she wants?

Therefore, Ling Yunpo also showed a tenacious and unyielding attitude, and simply started to fight with Senior Sister An for harm.

Junior brother. An Zhisu took a pill, straightened his broken arm, and said quietly, Didn't I say, don't trade injuries for injuries?

If it's not like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to beat the senior sister's sword move. Ling Yunpo recuperated his breath, swallowing the suffocation welling up in his heart.

An Zhisu raised his sword finger, and the Feiyan sword rushed towards him again, but was blocked by Ling Yunpo's Qingping sword, and finally asked softly:

Junior Brother Ling, you really don't know that Shi Liuli?

Senior Sister, I've already told you, I don't know you. Ling Yunpo said seriously, trying his best to resist all kinds of attacks from Feiyan Sword.

Then why do you have to give way to her in the battle? An Zhisu asked with a smile, but the sword formula in his hand was more urgent.

It was just on a whim. Ling Yunpo quickly directed Lei Xingjian to move sideways, blocking the cold sword that was attacking from the side.

Usually, I've never seen you be so 'on the spur of the moment'. An Zhisu said in a deep voice, quickly pulling away the attack line, increasing the pressure on Ling Yunpo's defense——the expression finally became a little angry.

The angry senior sister really has a special taste!

Senior Sister, are you jealous? Ling Yunpo resorted to an aggressive move.

The force from the sword suddenly became stronger.

No. An Zhisu immediately denied, I'm just worried that you will be cheated.

Cheated? Ling Yunpo pretended to be puzzled, Senior Sister, who are you worried about being cheated by?

Junior Brother hasn't told me how we met Shi Liuli. An Zhisu pointed out.

Strange. Ling Yunpo laughed, If Senior Sister is worried about Shi Liuli, Junior Brother thinks it's unnecessary. Because I really didn't know Shi Liuli before, and I have no interest in dealing with her.

The strength from the sword suddenly weakened a bit.

Really? An Zhisu asked with a frown.

Of course it's true. Ling Yunpo laughed.

I think it's fake. An Zhisu forced a smile, and made a few more sword moves, and the attack quickly changed again.

Then how can Senior Sister believe it? Ling Yunpo was almost broken through by her defense line, and quickly regained his rhythm and asked.

Then you swear. An Zhisu said softly.

I, Ling Yunpo, didn't know Shi Liuli before, and I have no interest in dealing with her! Ling Yunpo swore without hesitation, If you break this oath...

Okay! You don't need to talk. An Zhisu interrupted him hastily, put away his swords, and said with a sigh, Junior Brother, it's not that Senior Sister is careless or lenient, but I really don't trust you.

Our Qingluofeng lineage, whether it is the master or the senior sister, is actually not a person with an exquisite mind. If you don't have a lot of thoughts, it is easy to be deceived.

Master once said that it is better to benefit the sword than the tongue...

An Zhisu said a lot, in short, he explained that he was not jealous, but because he was worried that his junior brother would be deceived, he intervened and asked about his relationship with Shi Liuli.

Ling Yunpo naturally responded with a smile, but secretly complained in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Senior Sister An is usually gentle, protective and doting, but she is an awkward old vinegar jar!

The contrast was so great that he couldn't accept it.

But after thinking about it, why do you think that the senior sister can only be a gentle personality?

Gentleness, gentleness can kill all Shushanmen to call her Mower Sword Immortal? Still beheading people's natal sword at every turn, forming a death feud with people!

That's right, Senior Sister An is not gentle at all, but a temperament with clear love and hatred.

It's a very gentle thing when you love, but it's another matter when you hate it.

Well, in the future, after I, Ling Yun, plan to seize the Heaven-Bending Stone, I must feign death to escape!

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be chased and killed by Senior Sister An, and there will be nowhere to escape in the ends of the world!

Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo smiled and said:

Senior Sister, shall we go back to see Dabi?

Okay. An Zhisu fumbled in his sleeve, then took out a medicine bottle and stuffed it into his hand, Take three pills, don't leave any hidden wounds on your body.

Senior Sister, if you were worried that I would be hurt secretly, why didn't you show mercy just now? Ling Yunpo said with a laugh.

As a sword fairy, how can he not be injured? An Zhisu tried to calm down, not wanting to talk about jealousy, so he took the wine bottle from his arms and fed him the pills himself.

Ling Yunpo took the pill and felt the power of the medicine dissipate in his dantian. Suddenly, all kinds of soreness, numbness, and small wounds on his body disappeared.

Senior Sister, why does this pill work so well?

It's just ordinary Jiuhua Yulu pills, crushed, mixed with Liuxiong Xuanhuang powder, and kneaded into pills again.

Then I guess it contains the tenderness of the senior sister...

Stop being so talkative. Follow me to see Dabi.