I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

"It seems that if I have to do any missions in the future, I have to set aside three days and not enter 'minor sky of freedom'."

"This way, if an accident happens, I will be able to enter it without worry."

"Now, I can start cultivating ..."

"Last time, I cultivated the [ true eternal fire technique ], but I still need a long time before I can comprehend the magical power."

&Quot; on the other hand, I'm already at the peak of the soul formation intermediate stage. It'll be faster for me to break through to the soul formation advanced stage than if I were to master the [ true eternal fire technique ]. &Quot;

"Now, breaking through is the most important!"

At the thought of this, PEI Ling decided to cultivate the [ blood saber truth ] first.

Thus, he summoned the flag spirit and warned, " &Quot; senior evil, if I suddenly stand up after I break through to the late divine transformation realm, attack me immediately. Go easy on me. &Quot;

After all, the system would give him a Dao companion for free every time he broke through to the next realm.

In this small sky of freedom, only Yao qingying met the requirements for a Dao companion. Furthermore, the system had already gifted her to him before, so he originally didn't have to worry about anything.

However, he had also brought the [ evil extermination flag ] with him.

The system wouldn't even let go of corpses, what if it gave him a flag spirit?

At this moment, the flag spirit said expressionlessly, " "Alright," he said.

PEI Ling nodded his head slightly, then muttered in his heart, " "System, I want to cultivate. One click to seize [ the blood saber truth ] ..."

"Ding dong! The intelligent cultivation system is at your service! With one click of the key, it upgraded its intelligence! [ seizing cultivation begins now. A thoughtful reminder: ] During the cultivation period, the host will lose control of his body. Please do not panic ..."

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Nine luminaries mountain.

The Xunzhou battlefield.

On a Hill, the originally dense vegetation had long since disappeared. Scorched earth was everywhere, and the smell of blood mixed with the sounds of battle spread far and wide.

Several blue-robed righteous path disciples with pure and spiritual auras activated their respective magic treasures and formed hand seals. They were surrounding a heaven born sect cultivator in a white robe and golden crown. He was handsome and tall, it was heaven born sect's successor disciple Huo Fei.

As Huo Fei waved his hand, a bloody light filled the sky. Bloody hands and bloody footprints appeared continuously and crawled towards the righteous disciples from the void.

"Demon sect scum, you have guts!" Seeing that the bloody hands and footprints were very small, clearly only that of an infant, the righteous path cultivators became even more furious. Shang Fufeng, who was the leader, threw out the folding fan in his hand. Instantly, it was as large as a mountain, carrying the will to kill demons, and pressed down on Huo Fei's head.

Sensing the aura, Huo Fei did not dare to take it head-on and quickly stepped aside.

After a short while, he gradually fell into a disadvantage. Seeing that he was already losing, he no longer hesitated. The gem between his eyebrows burned, and his speed increased dramatically. He immediately fled.

"The pseudo Dao's lackeys disobey the will of the heavens, and there will be disaster! I'll go first, and when I return, I'll use the entire Danzhou as blood sacrifices and take your family and friends as food!"

His body turned into a blood light and disappeared into the distance, but his resentful voice still echoed on the hill for a long time.

Seeing this scene, the righteous path disciples did not continue to pursue. Even Shang Fufeng's expression changed for a moment, but in the end, he only kept his fan and said in a low voice, " "Let's go to the nearby villages and see if there are any survivors."

Their mission was not to kill the enemy, but to save the mortals here.

&Quot; senior brother Shang, the number of demonic cultivators attacking the city has been decreasing. It seems like the demonic path can't last long. &Quot; Seeing this, one of the female cultivators spoke softly and tactfully consoled him.

Hearing this, another male cultivator said, " &Quot; it's said that the Wushi villa has been retreating for the past few days. I don't know what happened. &Quot;

"No matter what happened, without the Wu Shi villa leading the charge, the demon sect won't be able to hold on for long," the female cultivator said.

The cultivator who looked the youngest looked around and sighed,"This is good. This war will end quickly, and the people will no longer have to suffer."

As they spoke, they had already used their escape techniques and began to inspect the area inch by inch ...

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Nine luminaries mountain.

Ji Province.

Ning Wuye was wearing a white robe and a bamboo crown. He stood in the air without any expression on his face.

The sword essence was everywhere within three thousand miles. It was as dense as a few blocks.

Everything that entered his eyes turned into dust.

The original landscape, vegetation, houses, rivers, mountains ... All of it had disappeared.

Only the boundless sword intent and the raging demonic might filled the entire world.

But now, the sword intent was extremely sharp, and the demonic might that was originally fighting against each other was being devoured, eroded, and destroyed ...

In the center of the battlefield, a demonic cultivator in a gray robe stood upright. A glazed Pagoda was hanging on his waist, which was the symbol of the elder of the reincarnation tower.

The two sides faced each other from afar.

In a flash, a bloody gash appeared on the elder's forehead.

The blood wound continued to extend and expand, and soon, it quickly spread to his head, followed his neck, and went to his chest.

Accompanied by the sickening sound of bones, bones, and flesh splitting, the blood mark became thicker and thicker, and blood gushed out ... Finally, his entire Dao body fell to both sides, his internal organs spilling all over the ground, and his corpse was cut in half!

At the same time, the soul in his Taoist body quickly dispersed, leaving him no chance to escape.

In mid-air, ning Wuye calmly extended his hand and waved. A cold light flew in front of him like lightning. His Natal flying sword glowed with a clear light and returned to its sheath.

After tidying up his robe, the sword son looked around and sighed.

After returning from the eternal night desert, he quickly broke through to the ninth tribulation of the soul formation stage in the secret land of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect. He had comprehended the sword for half a year and had just come out of closed-door cultivation recently. Originally, he wanted to test his sword skills with his peers in the demonic sect. However, he met this elder of the reincarnation tower. After a great battle, he used the elder's life to sharpen his Natal flying sword after he entered the soul formation stage.

However, at this moment, he did not have the joy of defeating the older generation of divine transformation realm cultivators. His white bones were exposed in the wild, and there were no chickens crowing for thousands of miles ... Such a tragic scene would really make any righteous cultivator who witnessed it feel sad.

Just as ning Wuye was about to leave this place and look for traces of the demonic cultivator elsewhere, a sword light whizzed through the sky and arrived not far away from him in an instant. The sword light dissipated, revealing a red-robed cultivator with satiated feet. The sword will around him was piercingly cold, and he carried a black long sword on his back. As he looked around, his eyes seemed to have unsheathed sharp blades that could suck away one's soul.

"Disciple greets old ancestor du." Ning Wuye immediately stepped forward and saluted.

The newcomer was du fuxuan, one of the great ancestors of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect. When the five Orthodox sects were invited to the Zhong gang sect to attend the inauguration ceremony of the new Holy Son, he was the great ancestor of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect.

He looked at ning Wuye, nodded slightly, and said, " "The battle is about to end. Grandmaster 'Cheng Rong' has come out of seclusion. You will follow me to pay your respects to the Grandmaster immediately."

"The Grandmaster wants to know everything that happened in the eternal night desert half a year ago."

The battle was about to end?

The patriarch had come out of seclusion?

Ning Wuye was stunned, but he quickly came back to his senses and quickly replied, " "Yes!"

"Follow me," said du Fuyan.

Before he finished his words, the sword light rose again and shot toward the sky like lightning.

Ning Wuye nodded and immediately used the sword escape technique to follow closely, but he felt very regretful.

When he came out of seclusion this time, he wanted to challenge PEI Ling, who was at the soul formation stage. He hoped that he could still make it in time after meeting the patriarch ...