I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

"Yes!" The voice outside the door immediately replied respectfully.

Then, the voice said hesitantly, " there's one more thing. &Quot;

"The person who sent the letter of challenge also brought a flying sword under PEI Ling's orders."

&Quot; this is Grand Elder Wei duanju's Natal flying sword. The sword spirit of the flying sword has been eroded by the air of death, but it has not died out ... &Quot;

He fuqiong was slightly surprised and then asked, " "Did the person who gave you the sword say anything?"

"He didn't say anything," the voice outside the door replied.

&Quot; understood, " he fuqiong thought for a moment and said, " send him to the heart admiration peak and hand him over to Grand Elder Yan sichun. &Quot;

"Yes!" The voice outside the door replied.

After a while, the visitor left and he fuqiong continued to cultivate.

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Five color Valley.

In the high sky, a huge spiritual boat was floating quietly. Countless demons and ghosts were flying around the boat, and Yin Qi was spreading out. Not far away, an exquisite building also stopped in the air, and the bead curtains swayed in the strong wind.

The vast Valley below was like a vast plain. Five colors interwove, and amidst the deathly silence, there was a bloody and sweet aura that flourished.

In the top-floor cabin on the spiritual boat.

PEI Ling sat high up in the main seat, his eyes slightly closed as he calmed his heart and recuperated.

The letter of challenge had already been sent to the Arctic Dragon Sword sect, and with the war imminent, it was not a good time to continue discussing Dao with Wenren lingsi.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt an unfamiliar presence rapidly approaching the five colored Valley.

PEI Ling immediately opened his eyes. It was the sword intent of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect, and they had probably come to find him.

PEI Ling immediately raised his head and looked in the direction of the aura. His gaze instantly pierced through layers of barriers and landed on a tall and strong figure.

That person's long hair was loose, and he was wearing cloud boots. He was wearing a green stone pine pattern Daoist robe, and he carried a sword case on his back. His eyebrows were bright and handsome, like a lone pine tree by the rock, and he had the appearance of raising the sky and towering the gully.

It was extremely fast. A moment ago, it was still far away from the five-colored Valley, but in the next moment, it had already entered the valley and appeared in front of the spiritual boat.

Then, a calm and clear voice spread across the world, " &Quot; I'm Cheng Dun from the Arctic Dragon Sword sect. Before senior brother he makes his move, I'd like to experience the skills of the heavy armor sect's Holy Son! &Quot;

After hearing this, PEI Ling moved and appeared on the deck of the spiritual boat.

At the same time, the bead curtain of the embroidered tower rolled up, and Wenren lingse also turned into a light and stood in the air.

PEI Ling sized Cheng Dun up seriously. Although he was surprised that the other sword cultivators of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect had challenged him, Wenren lingse and Meng Hongling had also challenged him when he had challenged Yan richeng and su zhentian.

Hence, he was not too surprised by the challenge from the sword clan of the great centipede. After some thought, he said calmly,"Alright," he said.

As soon as he finished speaking, PEI Ling took a step forward and left the spiritual boat, hovering in the air.

He then sent a voice transmission to Shi Nanzi. &Quot; drive the spiritual boat to a place further away. &Quot;

"Yes!" Shi Nanzi quickly replied.

Then, the runes around the spiritual boat lit up, and it turned into a huge shadow and flew away quickly.

At this moment, Wenren lingse's voice suddenly rang in PEI Ling's ears. &Quot; Cheng Dun is the Grand Elder of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect. He's also the junior Brother of the master of the God of swords. &Quot;

"The two of them grew up together and have a deep relationship. After the sword God took over the position of sect master, Cheng Dun has been his assistant."

&Quot; all these years, the God of swords has been focusing on his cultivation. All the affairs of the sect have been handed over to Cheng Dun to manage. &Quot;

"I haven't seen Cheng Dun fight in many years."

"It's a little strange that he suddenly came to challenge you."

Hearing these words, PEI Ling's expression did not change. Cheng Dun had not launched a sneak attack, but had instead challenged him directly. No matter what, he could not refuse this battle.

At the thought of this, PEI Ling immediately transmitted a message,"If Cheng Dun's strength is ordinary, I'll show him mercy."

Wenren lingse was secretly relieved. She looked at Cheng Dun and said, " "Daoist Cheng, why did you suddenly come to challenge PEI Ling?"

&Quot; I heard that the Zhong gang sect's Holy Son has challenged the sect leaders of the five Orthodox sects, " Cheng Dun said calmly. &Quot; he has already won three out of three battles. I was curious, so I decided to come and ask for some advice. &Quot;

Wenren lingse felt even more strange. Cheng Dun was not a competitive person. Moreover, his strength was not bad. However, compared to Zhongkui youzhi, tie Xionghe, and cen fangfu, the three sect leaders, there was definitely a gap.

Zhongkui youzhi, tie xionghan, and cen fangfu had all used their sect's magic treasures, and even used the [ seven kill disaster prevention flag ], [ lawless Sky Seal ], and other techniques that were part of their sect's Foundation. However, they still lost to PEI Ling.

As long as Cheng Dun was not stupid, he would know that he was definitely not PEI Ling's match!

Why did he take the initiative to challenge them this time? it was somewhat inexplicable ...

At this moment, seeing that the spiritual boat had already flown far away, PEI Ling immediately said, " "We can start now."

&Quot; wait a moment, " said Cheng Dun. &Quot; I need to wait for a few people. &Quot;

Waiting for someone?

PEI Ling was slightly stunned. Suddenly, a towering mountain range appeared in the void not far away. The mountains were black and the green silk-like silk. An old man with white hair and a white beard strode out. His aura was ethereal and out of this world. It was the nine luminaries mountain cultivator he had seen before.

After the old man from the nine luminaries mountain appeared, he looked around and saw Cheng Dun, Wenren lingse, and PEI Ling standing in the air. Other than them, there was no one else. He was a little confused. Why had Cheng Dun suddenly invited him here?

Then, a huge flower branch descended from the sky. A bud on the tip of the branch grew and bloomed rapidly. Qi zilang, the Supreme elder of suzhentian, stood up slowly from the pistil. In the sky, a Phoenix carriage was rumbling, and the bead curtains were swaying. The figure wearing a phoenix crown and a Zhai Yi was dignified and elegant. It was Empress liuyan.

When the two of them saw PEI Ling, Wenren lingse, and the elder from the nine luminaries mountain, they were also puzzled.

But without waiting for anyone to speak, Cheng Dun immediately looked at PEI Ling and said,"It's done."

"Please!" PEI Ling said after nodding.

As soon as he finished speaking, sword Qi exploded from the sword case behind Cheng Dun. Twelve dazzling and cold flying swords flew out from the huge Qi movement that was like a waterfall flowing backward.

Each flying sword was as clear as a mirror. Sword intent lingered on them, and their might was boundless. With the momentum of Thunder, they slashed at PEI Ling.

PEI Ling didn't move, his voice faint,"Mian!"

The twelve flying swords immediately fell silent. The light was retracted and the swords became dim. All the sword spirits in the flying swords seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

The sword intent on the flying swords decreased greatly, their power dispersed, and their speed dropped. In the blink of an eye, they became 12 ordinary iron swords.

Cheng Dun also felt a strong sense of sleepiness, and he couldn't help but want to close his eyes ... But at this critical moment, sword shadows flashed in his eyes.

Clang!

A clear and melodious sword cry resounded in his ears. It was like the dragon's cry in the nine Heavens and the ringing of the yellow bell. In an instant, it made him suddenly sober up.

However, before Cheng Dun could make a second strike, a cold and loud voice resounded through the entire area."Curse!"