Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 592

after a few months.

Ling Yunpo once again united his sword and man, and cut the demonic monk opposite him in two, feeling full of confusion in his heart.

When will this war end?

Although the ghostly cultivator on the opposite side was separated from his head, he did not die on the spot. He just escaped from the battle while falling, and pressed the fallen head back to the broken neck with both hands, and the skin and flesh soon regenerated.

This trick is the secret method of Yin Guidao - joint splitting technique. Practitioners have trained the joints of the whole body to be transparent, and can open and close the flesh and bones at will, just like building blocks that can be assembled freely.

If the opponent's flying sword stabs, the flesh and blood will be opened to let the flying sword pass through, and then reassembled, which is equivalent to completely restraining the ordinary attack of the flying sword.

Originally, when encountering this kind of ghostly Taoist monk, Ling Yunpo would make up a sword technique to kill him completely.

It's just that after a few months, the number of demonic monks who have been defeated by him has already exceeded a hundred, so that Ling Yunpo himself is numb, and now every time he is challenged by the opponent, he doesn't think about anything after playing, it's just a combination of human and sword Move and grind away.

If you can't be crushed by the big move, you can use the cloud-splitting and gossip steps to get close, and then all kinds of swordsmanship will be bombarded... So far, the same level has won all battles, and has not met any opponents.

There are reasons why the Qingping Sword is good enough as a natal sword, and why I practice swords day and night. If it is necessary to divide the ratio, it is almost 30-70.

But it's really troublesome to kill like this, and what Ling Yunpo really can't figure out is: why these Yin ghost Taoist monks are still coming to challenge one after another even though they can't beat him, as if they are brave enough to die.

Seeing the demon cultivator on the opposite side escaped with the secret technique of splitting the joints, Ling Yunpo didn't bother to chase him down, but silently looked at the golden core realm demon cultivator opposite, as if asking them who else.

Seeing that no one challenged himself, he snorted coldly from his nose, turned around and walked away with his sleeves and sword.

Contempt of the victor.

Back at Tianmen Peak, Ling Yunpo returned to An Zhisu's side, and quarreled with his senior sister:

What kind of madness is this Demon Cult cultivator? I've killed the killer and let the water go. Why do people still challenge me by name every day?

Reverend Qingheng doesn't know yet? Sima Changyan, who was practicing swords next to him, suddenly came over and said, Yin Ghost Dao has appointed you, Daoist, as their trial content!

The content of the trial? Ling Yunpo was puzzled.

I heard that the upper echelons of the Yin Guidao said something. Sima Changyan explained with a smile, It is said that in the past hundred years, the sect's environment has been too loose, which has led to many wastes being successfully promoted to Jindan Daoist. It's a huge waste.

So next, the real Jindan will be assessed and divided into ranks: only those who challenge the real Qingheng of Shushan and survive under his hands will be eligible to participate in the assessment.

If you don't dare to challenge, or if you can't beat and get killed, it means that it is a golden core waste, and you don't need to participate in the assessment in the future.

Ling Yunpo: ……………

What, I have become the general screening standard for other people's sect Dabi?

What a deception! When did I authorize you? Have you paid the test fee? Just whoring for nothing, right?

Ling Yunpo decided to read the file to calm down.

A Jing, read Luo Yan!

Hey, isn't it Wei Dongliu? Kunlun Jing asked in surprise.

Go read Wei Dongliu's file, and then continue to be pulled over to besiege Shushan, right? Ling Yunpo narrowed his eyes, I'm already numb, what do you mean by reading the next file?

Oh. Kunlun Jing elongated his voice, and there seemed to be a hint of smug and unconcealable joy hidden in it, Then don't regret it.

Ling Yunpo:?

What do you mean?

He really wanted to continue to say something, but Kunlun Mirror said quickly:

[Point 3: Penglai Yuqing Temple. 】

[Character identity: Luo Yan. 】

[The Flower in the Mirror, the Water and the Moon are covered by the template, and they are traveling through time and space. 】

After putting on Luo Yan's illusion, he finally couldn't help but yawned.

It's still peaceful.

The newly promoted master of Tiangong Workshop, Luo Yan, made a symbolic tour of the workshop.

The senior brother graduated, the second senior sister rebelled, the fourth senior brother fell, and the master passed away. Now there are only three people left in the huge Tiangong Workshop, including myself, it is really deserted.

Reminiscent of the recent state of mind of Shushan and his party, Luo Yan couldn't help feeling that the fate of cultivating Taoism was changeable and difficult.

The vast majority of monks can't make it to the end, right?

Recalling Master's voice and smile during his lifetime, Luo Yan fell silent again.

Forget it, let's go see my wife.

Shi Liuli was wearing a small coat at this time, and was writing at his desk. Her hair has not been combed, nor is it tied in a bun or hairpin. It is simply tied into a ponytail at the back of her head.

Seeing Luo Yan returned to the bedroom, Shi Liuli smiled joyfully, but thinking of her disheveled appearance at this time, the joy soon turned to a touch of shyness.

Husband. She whispered.

What are you writing? Luo Yan hugged her from behind, gently rubbing her shoulders.

Financial revenue and expenditure. Shi Liuli let him do whatever he wanted, just sighing.

Hearing about finances, Luo Yan also had a headache.

The loss brought about by the fall of the master is so great that Tiangongfang's current customer base has shrunk by half. Although Shi Liuli has gone back and forth and tried to persuade her with her father's favor during his lifetime, the sharp drop in income cannot be avoided.

After all, there is no Nascent Soul cultivator, even if there is no Nascent Soul cultivator, it is not a matter of soft-hearted and sympathetic customers.

Don't worry yet. Luo Yan decided to take on the responsibility of being a husband first, Even if they don't entrust Tiangongfang, who can they turn to?

There aren't many formation masters in this comprehension world, most of them are wild ones. The formation alone is not guaranteed, and there are various problems in the design. I still want to find us when I see it.

Indeed, I was too anxious. Shi Liuli put on a relieved smile, pressed the back of Luo Yan's hand and said, Don't worry, husband, I'm fine.

If he only listened to the first half of the sentence, Luo Yan really thought she was thinking about it.

Only after hearing the second half of the sentence did he realize that Liuli's daughter-in-law deliberately pretended not to be anxious because she was afraid that she would be worried... Do you have to act in front of the king of actors?

Tears, unknowingly, filled the eyes.

Husband? Shi Liuli asked in a daze.

It's nothing. Luo Yan quickly raised his head and sniffed, Oh my neck is so sore, maybe it's because I hugged you for too long last night and my neck was stiff.

Then I'll press it for you. Shi Liuli didn't ask him Why did he have a stiff neck when they were hugging and meditating, and got up and massaged behind him.

Luo Yan was enjoying the kneading of the soft as boneless fairy hands, and suddenly felt a little guilty again.

Such a virtuous and virtuous Miss Shi, what more can I ask for.

However, thinking about why she became like this made Luo Yan feel sad from the bottom of his heart.

Junior Brother, Junior Sister, it's not good! Third Senior Sister Liang Ruohua's anxious voice came hastily from outside, Yuguang Pavilion wants to take our share of Tiangongfang!

Luo Yan:? ! !