Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 498 Love is a Cancer

Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu held hands, fingers intertwined, and walked carefully in the cave.

The air in the cave didn't feel dull, but there was some damp water vapor, as if there was a water flow not far away.

Senior Sister An bit her lower lip, she had a rare little girl's expression on her face, completely different from the cold and stern expression she had when she reprimanded Senior Brother Fan at the entrance of the cave.

It's not that she's not used to holding hands with her junior brother, but interlocking her fingers in front of Lin Duanshan and Duan Fenhai, as if her sovereignty was declared in public, really made her face a little unbearable.

It's just because of his defensive personality, and he feels that he can't hit his junior brother, otherwise he won't get along well with him, so what should we do?

Therefore, Senior Sister An simply lowered her gaze, only looking at Shidi, not at her junior brother, pretending to be okay, and letting Ling Yunpo pull her forward.

Attention, we are about to step into the illusion. Kunlun Mirror said suddenly.

Ling Yunpo regained his energy, he even paused for a small gesture of secretly scratching his senior sister's palm, and just looked forward carefully.

After walking for a long time, there was still nothing unusual around, until the passage in front gradually widened.

The two walked into the room, it turned out to be a secret room deep in Qingluo Peak.

In the secret room, the immortal with long eyebrows stood silently, with his back to the two of them, and said quietly:

Ask for love, ask for love? Su Jian, for the sake of a mortal, you can even give up the Dao? You're so stupid, so stupid...

His voice was deep and hoarse, while Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu felt the hairs all over their bodies stand on end in an instant.

Because the Long-browed Immortal already exuded an extremely strong viscous killing intent that almost engulfed the two of them to death.

With a stride, An Zhisu stopped Ling Yunpo behind him, and the two swords of Feiyan and Hanlie quickly drew out and stopped in front of him.

Ling Yunpo was agitated, and quickly grabbed Senior Sister An's arm, and asked Kunlun Mirror again in his heart:

A Jing! Is this fairy really an illusion? It can't be some premeditated trap!

Kunlun Mirror did not answer, only a long silence remained.

Ling Yunpo gritted his teeth, thinking that the broken mirror should not lie to him.

Otherwise, if he dies, who will help it save the world and mend the sky?

I saw the Long-Browed Immortal snapping his fingers silently, and the Liangyi Weichen Sword sticking out from his sleeve.

He held the silver-white hilt in his hand, as if a Confucian was holding a pen, and turned around slowly.

In the past, he was able to stay in the mortal world for decades for the sake of his so-called wife, completely neglecting his own practice. The long-browed immortal faced the two of them with a clear and thin face, neither sad nor happy, and his voice was hollow and cold, Can you For the sake of the so-called daughter, she was in ambush but never retreated, even her own life was not spared.

It seems that the cultivation of the sect and the support of the teacher are things that can be discarded at any time in his eyes and are completely worthless.

The road of cultivating the Tao is a rough and dangerous road. The mortal heart will only hinder the practice of the ascetic. If everyone in Shushan puts the cart before the horse like Su Jian, putting their personal interests above the practice of the road, how can it be done now? How many people can become babies and how many people can form alchemy?

Ask about love flow is the cancer of Shushan practitioners, and it is a mistake that should have been erased long ago.

Su Jian is my apprentice, and I will not let him continue to go astray. You are his daughter and apprentice. If you are willing to make an oath to change your ways, I will recognize you two disciples and grandchildren.

What if not? An Zhisu asked in a trembling voice, the pressure from the Long-Browed Immortal was so great that it seemed that it was extremely difficult for her to even breathe.

If you are obsessed with obsession. Immortal Changmei said dully, It's not impossible to let Su Jian return to Wangqingliu with your death.

If the immortal killed me and my senior sister, wouldn't the master see him as an enemy if he learned about it after leaving the customs? Ling Yunpo gritted his teeth and said.

So what? The long-browed immortal's mouth curled up slightly, like a sneer, but also like a twitch, Ask for love, as long as there is no burden worth worrying about, how can he ask for love?

Even if he is still naive and naive, if he wants to seek revenge for his teacher, he must first improve his cultivation level. Only when he becomes immortal can he defeat him.

If there is such a day, why not admit this mistake as a teacher?

Ling Yunpo's face twitched, and he felt that this dead old man had completely fallen into a state of incommunicable bewilderment just like the staunch no-female party.

Why not a heroine? Because the heroines of some novels are not well written, other novels don’t need heroines; Because some Qingliu monks have made mistakes, other monks are not allowed to practice Qingliu.

If Ling Yunpo were a classic debater, he would point out that this is a typical slippery slope fallacy.

However, it is well known that classic debaters are useless...they have their knives up to their necks, and you are still arguing with them?

So that's how it is. Ling Yunpo laughed softly, and said in his heart that he would let me help Senior Sister cultivate this love flow, and said firmly, Immortal Long Eyebrow, please let Senior Sister go, just take my life.

As the immortal said: To ask about love, you have to have someone to ask about love. If the person you love no longer exists in this world, how can senior sister ask about love? In this way, the wish of the immortal has been fulfilled, please kill me.

Junior Brother! An Zhisu turned pale in shock, bit her lower lip hard, broke through the pressure restraint released by the Long-Browed Immortal in pain, and roared through gritted teeth, Long-Browed Immortal, instead of killing Junior Brother, you might as well kill me! I!

If you want to cut off my father's heart, killing my junior brother is not the best solution. As long as my daughter exists for a day, my father will think of my mother when he sees me. Killing me can kill my father's thoughts, and it can also make my junior brother give up... Please let me go Pass my junior brother, just take my life.

Seeing Qingluofeng's senior sister and younger brother vying to die, the long-browed immortal finally changed color and became furious:

Good! Good! Good! Everyone is stubborn and doesn't care about their own lives. Is Shushan pouring so much resources on you just to make you sacrifice like this at will?

Since you are so begging to die, then I will fulfill you!

He raised his finger and pointed lightly at Ling Yunpo, blood spewed from the latter's chest immediately.

Ling Yunpo fell to the ground, his pupils dilated feebly, feeling that life was passing rapidly from the wound caused by the sword qi... Well, it seemed real.

I told you it was an illusion. Kunlun Mirror complained.

Why didn't you reply to me before? Ling Yunpo asked helplessly, at this time his body had lost control.

Didn't I answer you? You don't believe it. Kunlun Mirror said calmly, I can only let you practice it yourself.

Ling Yunpo: ……………

I always feel that this broken mirror is getting more and more crumbly, is it my illusion?

On his side, he fell to the ground and died, only to see An Zhisu suddenly turned into a sword light, and the human sword merged into one, killing the long-browed fairy like lightning!

Then, her body suddenly flew back at the same speed, like a broken willow, and landed beside Ling Yunpo's corpse.

Last chance. Immortal Long Eyebrows walked to her side, looked at An Zhisu who was bleeding from mouth and nose, breathed in but not out, and said slowly, Give up on Qingliu, I will spare you.

An Zhisu raised his hand with difficulty, as if he wanted to grab the hilt of the sword next to him.

But in the end, he just slowly held Ling Yunpo's cold hand.