I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Looking at this scene, PEI Ling was instantly sure that this inner demon tribulation did not "forget,""sleep," or "reverse ..."

However, the figure behind the go board was the one who had been waiting for him to play. He could not get too close to the go board!

Previously, Ji Shuang \'er, the will of a true immortal, and the demon Emperor could enter his inner demon tribulation ... And that chess player was related to the floating life chess game, so he must have been able to enter his inner demon tribulation!

Once he woke up the other party, it was very likely that the situation in Lanke city would happen again ...

But this time, Ji Shuang \'er was not around. If he was dragged into the game, he would no longer have to worry about the demon Thearch ...

Hence, PEI Ling took another step and retreated.

He took a step back successfully, but the distance between him and the chessboard did not widen at all.

At the same time, the figure behind the chessboard raised his head again.

PEI Ling was slightly stunned. After he came to his senses, he did not dare to advance or retreat.

He turned his head slightly and was about to look back when he saw the figure by the chessboard raise his head again.

At this moment, under the hood of the figure, a section of his pale chin was already exposed. His gaze fell on the edge of the chessboard. According to the situation, he would be able to see PEI Ling after lifting his head two more times!

PEI Ling\'s action of turning his head immediately stopped. He instantly understood that this was the law of the \'wooden figure\'!

He couldn\'t move now!

As long as he moved, the figure beside the chessboard would look up!

"\'Forget\',\' sleep\', \'reverse\',\' crowd\', \'six orders of derivation\'. .. There are no signs of these five laws."

"The inner demon tribulation this time only has the \'wooden man\' rule?"

"I can\'t move anymore ..."

At the thought of this, PEI Ling maintained his current position and did not move.

The room was deathly silent, and the rain was pouring outside the window.

Amidst the rumbling of Thunder, a strong wind swept through the courtyard, and countless colorful flowers, new shoots, and young leaves were blown away by the rain and wind ...

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Qingyao mountain.

The Thunder was heavy and the rumbling was endless.

The dust and sand mixed with the smoke slowly rose up, like a huge smoke pillar.

The deep pool in the valley was nowhere to be seen.

The giant abyss stood quietly, like a ferocious beast that had just awakened. It opened its bloody mouth and dared to swallow everything in the world.

In mid-air, PEI Ling\'s Black robe fluttered as the lightning tribulation descended in a grandiose manner, turning into countless lightning snakes that fought to merge into his body.

The injuries all over his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye under the effect of the Tribulation power.

In the void outside the Tribulation lightning.

The Golden Crow folded his wings and rested within the Scarlet golden flames. His clear eyes were as calm as water, without any fluctuations in emotion.

The demon Thearch waited patiently.

Although this body was the same as Nine-Tailed, a prehistoric variant, it could not enter the inner demon tribulation of this human junior.

In reality, even if he could sneak into the other party\'s inner demon tribulation, he wouldn\'t do it.

The one in the eternal night desert had a wisp of divine consciousness in the life Providence of this human junior. Moreover, it was a divine consciousness in a conscious state!

If he forcibly infiltrated this human Junior\'s inner demon tribulation, he would only have to fight that person again, and it would not affect this human junior in any way.

Therefore, he had to wait for the other party\'s Dao tribulation to end!

No matter what special escape techniques this human junior had, he would be able to break them.

The old enmity between the Qing Yao mountain and the Zhong gang sect had a long history. Any Zhong gang sect cultivator who entered the Qing Yao mountain could not leave alive!

Boom boom boom ...

At this moment, another round of tribulation lightning was completed. In an instant, purple light flashed across the sky as lightning flashed.

PEI Ling was at the center of the lightning tribulation, and the injuries on his body had completely healed.

His aura continued to rise, becoming stronger and stronger.

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The Zhong gang sect.

Inheritance Palace.

Tens of thousands of soul lamps were as vast as the sea.

In the void, Fu Qiong stood in front of a painting that depicted a sea of blood and countless living beings wailing in it.

​ In the middle of the painting, an old man sat cross-legged on a bone raft, holding a fishing rod made of a mutated demon\'s spine. With the spider demon\'s Natal spider silk as the thread and thousands of souls mixed as the bait, he was fishing in the blood sea with a calm expression.

"Fu Qiong" stared at the figure, his pitch-black eyes becoming even more profound.

A moment later, the figure on the bone raft moved slightly, tilted his head to the outside and nodded at "Fu Qiong."

Immediately after, he put away the fishing rod, and the entire blood sea immediately set off monstrous waves. The roars, roars, curses, unwillingness, and resentment of thousands of living beings resounded in the void.

In just a snap of a finger, all of this vanished into thin air. The old man had already left the scroll and appeared not far away from \'Fu Qiong\'.

"Senior \'Fu Qiong\'," The old man looked like an ordinary 60-year-old man. His green robe was wide and his face was thin. The aura around him was cold and terrifying. His eyes were pale, like layers of bones.

He looked at " Fu Qiong " and nodded slightly. &Quot; may I know what has woken me up? "

"\'Han Shang\'," \'Fu Qiong\' said slowly, " the path to immortality is about to open. You should all wake up. &Quot;

Han Shang did not feel too surprised, and immediately asked, " "Which sect is the guide to the immortal path from this time?"

"My sect\'s Saint,""Fu Qiong" replied.

"He has already gone through five Dao tribulations."

&Quot; han Shang " nodded his head calmly. The guide to the path of Immortals was a disciple of our sect. As long as he succeeded in his Ascension to the upper realm, he would definitely be given a spot in the sage sect!

However, it was still too early for senior Fu Qiong to wake them up after only five Dao tribulations ...

As he thought of this, han Shang immediately asked, " "How many tribulations will this generation\'s Saint have to go through?"

"It\'s not the 49th tribulation, not the 64th tribulation, it could be the 81st ..." Fu Qiong said calmly.

81 tribulations?

Han Shang was slightly startled, but after he recovered from his shock, he immediately said, " "I need to make some preparations."

\'Fu Qiong\' nodded.

In the next moment, the sound of "han Shang" had disappeared.

\'Fu Qiong\' continued to head deeper into the inheritance Palace.

All the peak stage tribulation passing cultivators who were qualified to participate in the floating life chess game had been awakened!

Next ... He would have to ask the immortal seniors who had already ascended to the upper realm for immortal techniques!

As he thought about it, a painting with thousands of gravestones and dense Yin Qi appeared not far away from Fu Qiong.

In the picture scroll, countless gravestones were surrounding a tall and lofty gravestone.

At the top of the gravestone, a figure in luxurious clothes and a golden crown stood with his hands behind his back. His temperament was cold and ruthless, like a blade, but also had a sense of elegance unique to the children of noble families. The murderous and cold aura was almost tangible, almost bursting out and drowning everything.

This was the Grandmaster of the spirits of fortune.

He was the immortal who had successfully ascended to the fleeting life chess game!

\'Fu Qiong\' stopped in front of the painting.