Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

When Ling Yunpo recited the last sentence, a certain power burst out from the Qingping Sword in his body—to be precise, from the Taiyin Suming Sword.

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\"Sure enough...\" He shuddered in pain and strange, and said with difficulty, \"Sure enough you are...\"

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\"I never said I wasn't, right?\"Su Mingjian giggled,\"When we first met, you checked all kinds of information, and then unilaterally identified me as Qingpingjian.\"

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\"At that time, I thought it was very interesting, so I replied \'If you want to think so, you can also\', after all, the name is just a code name. I can be called Sumingjian, or Qingpingjian, neither question.\"

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Ling Yunpo couldn't answer, because the endless pure Yin Qi had already filled his meridians, and more power was being forced into it.

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The prohibition that Elder Minghua had set on him was washed away almost effortlessly, but he didn't mean to be happy... He felt like an inflated water balloon, and it was constantly being blown away. Water was poured into it.

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He was about to explode.

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\"Look.\"Su Mingjian is so tidy,\"I gave you a chance. Say those proverbs, there is no turning back.\"

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\"Generally speaking. Immortal rank is the minimum threshold to exert my power. But now you only have Jindan rank. Whether you can bear it or not depends on your ability, Master Sword Master.\"

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\"I...\" Ling Yunpo wanted to scold people, but that force was rampant in his body, and every blow brought him heart-piercing pain.

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\"It's your luck to meet me.\"Su Mingjian seems to be unaware of his state, or he deliberately turned a blind eye, and continued to say maliciously,\"Change to the stubborn guy of Zhenmeijian, your repair Because you haven't reached the Immortal Rank and haven't gone through the sword-giving ceremony of the entire human race, it doesn't care about you at all, okay?"

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\"Only me, who is merciful, will be willing to follow you when you build your foundation.\"

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\"Almost got it.\"The Kunlun Mirror couldn't watch it any longer, and interrupted it, \"If you continue playing, he will die.\"

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\"I'm not kidding, Yaoyao.\"Su Mingjian said in surprise,\"Once my power is stimulated, it is impossible to take it back.\"

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\"What should I do then?\"Kunlun Jing was also shocked,\"You don't really want to kill him, do you?\"

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\"Although I am called \'Magic Sword\', I still have the basic ethics as an immortal sword, okay?\" Su Mingjian was extremely speechless, reminding her, \"Don't you have that, burning essence? ?Hurry up and use your burning essence to extend his life!"

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Kunlun Jing then remembered that when An Zhisu was about to awaken his natural sword heart, in order to tempt him to help record this talent, he once promised to teach him a secret technique.

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The natural sword bone, burning the essence, can almost have a completely immortal physique in the short term, but the disadvantage is that it will seriously damage the origin of the natural sword bone.

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But where did this guy get his natural sword bone? He didn't simulate it with his magical powers! Even if he wanted to burn, he could only burn his own spiritual power.

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\"How is it, Yaoyao?\"Su Mingjian asked with a smile, \"How about you and I join forces to help him make a scene in this Shushan?\"

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\"Oh, I really convinced you.\" Kunlun Jing sighed. But...

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She faintly looked at Chen Guanshui who was struggling to support her consciousness in pain, and thought to herself:

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I don't hate this kind of host who can sacrifice my life for An Zhisu. The above dialogue that took place in the sea of ​​​​consciousness is only a short moment in reality.

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Ling Yunpo was stopped by the long-brow immortal, and he, who was unable to move at first, suddenly spewed out a purple-black gas from his seven orifices.

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The purple-black aura swayed indistinctly, like a burning flame, and the long-browed fairy let go of his hand.

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This is... Innate Taiyin Qi? Immortal Longmei was immediately horrified and inexplicable, her face uncertain. The so-called Innate Taiyin Qi is the ray of Yin Qi that was generated when the heaven and earth were first divided.

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Yang qi dominates clearness, yin qi dominates turbidity, congenital yang qi is ethereal and ethereal, while congenital yin qi is thick and solid like flowing water, and it feels heavy when touched.

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But whether it is the innate sun energy or the innate yin energy, they are high-end things that even immortals can't find...

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Just as Immortal Changmei had thousands of thoughts running through her mind, she saw Ling Yunpo's seven orifices almost burst open, and purplish-black flames erupted continuously, as if her body couldn't hold so much Taiyin Qi, so it leaked directly. Out.

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If it was someone else, he would explode and die within three to five breaths, but Ling Yunpo never died, he just raised his right arm tremblingly, and a black fairy sword shot out, which bound An Zhisu's prisoner dragon pillar. cut off.

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The Prisoner Dragon Pillar is extremely thick, and three or five big men can't open their arms around it.

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But under the stabbing blow of the black fairy sword, it was like an iron axe piercing a bamboo, and it was broken.

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At this time, the surrounding peak masters and elders were already in a commotion, and no one thought that the Qingheng Zhenren, who was inhabited by the long-brow immortal, would suddenly spontaneously ignite, break free, and cut off the prison dragon pillar with one sword?

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Elder Minghua was also terrified in his heart, thinking that with this person's Jindan rank, it is impossible for the Taiyin Suming Sword to recognize the master!

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If this fairy sword does not recognize its master, it cannot exert its basic strength. Elder Minghua dared to attack him before. But...

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...Looking at the current situation, Su Mingjian seems to have recognized the master?

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He calmly prepared to retreat, only to see Ling Yun breaking An Zhisu's shackles and suddenly turning his head.

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Ling Yunpo's eyes seemed to be burning, and purple-black flames were constantly spewing out of his ears, nose and mouth, like a ferocious and terrifying dragon. A black light flashed, and the Taiyin Su Ming sword stabbed at him, and he suddenly crossed a distance of several dozen meters. , kill the elder Minghua who is about to escape!

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\"The thief dares to listen!\" There were several elders of the peak who were friends with Ziyun Peak, and immediately shouted angrily, and quickly urged the immortal sword to rescue.

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The first blue immortal sword stopped in front and collided head-on with the Taiyin Suming Sword. Not even the sound of gold and iron clashing was heard. It was just cut in half like a wooden sword. , did not dare to move forward, his face was full of disbelief.

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The second crimson immortal sword struck, and the true Samadhi fire around his body erupted, as if to sweep the Taiyin Suming Sword into it.

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However, as soon as those Samadhi True Fire touched the purple-black aura of Su Ming Sword, they were quickly dissipated as if the tide met a reef.

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The Taiyin Suming Sword just picked up one of the sprints, and it knocked the red fairy sword into the air. Where the swords collided, a gap the size of a thumb instantly burst open, and the cracks radiated around like a spider web.

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Looking at the sword master of the crimson fairy sword again, he spewed out a mouthful of blood, as if the sword of his life had been severely injured. Under the induction of qi, he also suffered serious damage to himself.

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With the fate of these two immortal swords ahead, how could the other peak master elders still be unable to react? He hurriedly held back the immortal swords that had shot and intercepted them. To Elder Minghua!