I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

I Just Want To Slack Off In Cultivation Chapter 1207

2022-02-17

Chapter 1207 My heart is a sword! (Second update! Please subscribe!)

A familiar memory suddenly appeared in Pei Ling's mind.

Mountain!

A bare, barren, but solitary peak filled with countless Flying Swords stands among the vast sea of clouds.

He was wearing a simple robe and shoes, walking hard among the lonely peaks.

The texture of the robe was originally extremely wear-resistant, but now it is full of sword marks, riddled with holes, almost ragged, and even the flesh under the clothes has been cut out of wounds, drenched with blood, and tied with hair. His bamboo crown had already fallen off, his long hair was scattered, and he was in a state of embarrassment, and pain came from his whole body.

There are blood stains on every step.

Looking back at the bottom of the solitary peak, the blood is wading, and I don't know the geometry.

Pei Ling felt extremely weak and exhausted. Apart from fatigue and injuries, there were countless long swords on this lonely peak, exuding majestic sword intent, which was always oppressive. He, expelled him, provoked him...

Every moment, he felt that he had reached his limit, and he could no longer take the next step. It seemed that he had exhausted all his will and strength to step on Next step.

Pain, loneliness, despair, cold... Pei Ling quickly fell into a daze, and after an unknown amount of time, a clear sword cry like lightning in the dark night opened his muddheaded consciousness. .

He subconsciously raised his hand, and a clear light shot from a distance, like a swimming fish, nimbly circled around his arm, accompanied by a buzzing sound, and jumped gently, Turned into a Flying Sword with brilliance and frost like the moon.

Flying Sword is cold, sharp-edged, as if he can cut wind and water, and break through all obstacles, but he is one with him, like water and milk - blending, indistinguishable from each other.

Pei Ling grabbed the hilt of the sword and felt that all the hardships, all the pains and dangers were just like the snow meets the sun, and there was no trace of it. She felt an unprecedented steadfastness and joy in her heart.

Immediately after, the scene in front of him changed, and Pei Ling saw that he was back carrying a long sword, standing in the air, not far away, five cultivators in white robes and golden crowns blocked the way in a fan shape.

These cultivators have a sinister aura, and their attire is luxurious. At this moment, their eyes are full of greed, looking at the long sword behind him: "All things are born, only human is the most noble! "

"This Sword Spirit has a pure breath and a very high spirituality. Since I met it today, it should be used for my teaching."

"Cold Dim Sword Sect is a pervert, willing to despise himself, and actually With the honor of Human Race, one of the Nine Great Sects of Disc Horizon World, and the trifling Sword Spirit will live and die together, it should be destroyed! It should be destroyed!”

“Kill this sword cultivator and take Sword Spirit away !"

"Kill!"

The brilliance of the spell bloomed and swept over in an instant.

“zheng!”

The Flying Sword was unsheathed, and in the clear sound, it quickly broke through the heavy attack.

After a while, the sword cultivator's robes were stained with blood, and his breath was messy, but his eyes were still bright, which matched with the returning Flying Sword cold glow.

“clang!”

The long sword was still sheathed, and when he flicked his sleeve, he had already escaped into the sky.

Behind him, five headless corpses are slowly falling down, the sword intent cannot be condensed, and the gems embedded on the golden crown flickered several times to no avail. , the vitality is completely annihilated.

Without waiting for Pei Ling to think about it, all around was like a cloud of smoke for a moment, and he saw himself walking on a steep mountain path with a light robe, back carrying a long sword.

This mountain is located among the mountains, the sea of clouds is vast, the Spirit Beast is flying back, the smoke is like a belt, and the misty forests are more and more dusty.

Pei Ling strode forward, followed by a girl in a purple rafters and pink skirt, also carrying a long sword back.

The girl Yan Ruo Shunhua, with apricot face and peach cheeks, is slender but vigorous. When walking on the mountain trail, she looks like a deer roaming in the forest. She is light and graceful, with an undisguised joy.

Her full head fine black hair is in a double-screw bun, with a pair of begonia flowers in her hairpin, and the red crow pendant by her ear swaying slightly with her pace, as if dyed by gems, the girl's double Her cheeks were slightly red, her red lips, white teeth, and her eyes were bright. She bit her red lips lightly for a moment, as if gathering courage, and asked in a clear voice: "Senior Brother, Master taught Sword Art last time, I don't quite understand it. Can you talk to me at Cave Mansion?"

Speaking, she tentatively grabbed the corner of Pei Ling's clothes.

Pei Ling saw that she was walking non-stop, and said in a flat voice: "Master cultivation base profound, busy with business, take time to teach me, but you haven't taken a picture?"

The girl After a stagnation, he said with a lack of confidence: "I... my photo was accidentally damaged."

"Broken?" Seeing that, Pei Ling immediately frowned, and in her tone, There is dissatisfaction, "Why are you so careless about something so important?"

"Senior Brother..." The girl grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands, twisting her lovable body slightly, trying to act like a spoiled child.

However, at the next moment, she was swept away, Pei Ling coldly said: "I have no regrets for breaking the photo, so frivolous, it's a disgrace!"

"Go away and think about it for a month."

"When the Master leaves the customs next time, come forward and let me know, and wait for the outcome!"

The girl complexion stiffened, her eyes are neutral There is a gleam of water: "Senior Brother, you..."

"Why? You don't agree?" Pei Ling shouted in a cold voice, "My Cold Dim Sword Sect is the sword cultivator Holy Land in the world, you can enter the door Cultivation, to worship under the Master, is countless sword cultivator yearn for something even in dreams, but for various reasons, it is impossible to get it!"

"Not only do you not think about cultivation with your heart, but study sword dao assiduously. The pictures of the Master's lectures can be damaged, so careless, so idle, how can you be worthy of the Flying Sword in your hand, and how can you be worthy of your sword heart?"

"I miss you for the first time, and this time I will deal with it lightly. "

"Next time, I will personally throw you to the Sword Demon Valley!"

Having said this, seeing the girl standing still, staring at herself, tears After soaking her cheeks, Pei Ling became more indifferent and said: "Within ten breaths, if you don't go to the back cliff, you will be guilty of one more crime!" Ragingly, his vocal cords choked, "I...I just...just want to stay with Senior Brother for a while..."

Pei Ling listened, remained unmoved at all, stared at the girl with cold eyes, Literally said: "If you bother me with such a meaningless thing next time, don't blame me and throw you directly into the Sword Demon Valley!"

The girl opened her mouth slightly and said: "Senior Brother, you..."

Her chest heaved violently, her blushing cheeks were instantly pale as paper, but she didn't say any more, but turned and walked away quickly.

p> Watching the girl go away, the silhouette quickly disappeared in the mountains, Pei Ling nodded slightly, and said to herself: "It's quiet..."

Soon, he came to a place On the uninhabited hillside, began to practice swords.

The sword light splashed like snow and fluttered one after another. Pei Ling saw again that he was hunting in blue clothes from time to time, carrying a long sword back, flying over the vast forest, searching for the demonic cultivator and killing it to the last one; sometimes staring at night, reversing natural disasters, trying to turn the tides, and rescuing countless mortal beings; sometimes sitting quietly in a secret room, comprehend Sword Art; sometimes sitting on a high platform, chatting with many colleagues, and exchanging cultivation Experience; sometimes with a stern expression, he spoke to several young disciples and gave them all the money...

One day, he stood up from the secret room, opened the door of formation, and a long wind blew through the Sword Sect. Mountain, with the wetness of the sea of clouds, with the unique coldness of Sword Sect, rolled up a corner of the indigo clothed robe of grandiose.

Outside the secret room, several young men and women of different heights one-knee kneels, with a respectful attitude, said in unison: "Welcome Master to exit!"

Pei Ling looked around. The circle, slightly nodding, the breath of the whole body is restrained, the surging power in the body is unbridled, pluck the stars and seize the moon, move mountain, collapsing sea seems to be just a thought, but it has already entered the Dao Fusion stage.

He lightly cross-examined the cultivation situation of everyone, and ordered the eldest male cultivator among them. He established himself as the ruler of this lineage.>

"It's just that this trip has great opportunities, but also great dangers."

"Today's arrangements first, if I don't return, then you should be self-reliant and cultivate yourself. I'm going to ruin my reputation as Wei Duanju!"

The Disciples were startled and still waiting to be persuaded, Pei Ling flicked the sleeves of his robe, turned into sword light, and disappeared without a trace, reaching beyond a thousand li.

...In the dazed inn, in the lobby, Pei Ling suddenly came back to his senses.

I remember it!

Wei Duanju, himself Wei Duanju of Cold Dim Sword Sect!

(end of this chapter)