No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

Su Changyu left.

But soon came back.

It's not that he forgot to take something, the main reason is that the more Su Changyu thinks about it, the more he feels a little scared.

After all, the swordsmanship just now was a swordsmanship he made up.

The starting moves are indeed Chuanhe swordsmanship, but the middle moves are all made up by myself. They are purely the kind of sword moves that look majestic but are absolutely useless in actual combat.

Ye Ping is more upright, Su Changyu is afraid that Ye Ping is too upright, and it will be troublesome if he turns into a demon.

So Su Changyu came back.

He planned to let Ye Ping rehearse it for himself, and then remind him repeatedly. In this way, he would not be too persistent.

Soon, Su Changyu came to the back cliff.

But Ye Ping did not practice the sword, but closed his eyes and meditated, as if he was thinking about something.

"Little brother."

Su Changyu yelled, and Ye Ping opened his eyes, showing doubts.

"Brother, why are you back?"

Ye Ping was a little curious. He had just sat down not long ago and was contemplating the Tianhe swordsmanship, but what he didn't expect was why Su Changyu came again.

"Little brother, you can practice the Tianhe swordsmanship just now, and the senior brother is worried that you are not suitable for this set of swordsmanship."

Su Changyu got straight to the point, without any reservations.

"Oh well."

Ye Ping nodded, and then picked up the sword beside him.

"Senior brother, can you wait? I just had some thoughts, and I want to think about it."

Ye Ping was a little nervous.

After all, practicing swordsmanship for a peerless swordsman, isn't this just playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong?

Especially after only reading it once, Ye Ping was afraid of making mistakes, so he wanted to think about it before speaking.

"It's okay, brother is waiting for you."

Su Changyu didn't feel anything.

"Then please wait a moment, brother."

Ye Ping didn't speak anymore. He stood still, closed his eyes, and began to think about this set of sword techniques.

The sword move instantly appeared in Ye Ping's mind.

In the mind, there are many shadows of swords.

Nine sword moves, and then continue to deduce.

This set of Tianhe swordsmanship, the sword is majestic and majestic. In the mind, the sword moves are extremely exquisite, giving people an unparalleled sense of oppression.

It seems that what you are facing is not a river, but a vast ocean.

But why is it called Tianhe swordsmanship?

Ye Ping fell into deep thought for a moment.

But after a while, Ye Ping suddenly realized.

What is Tianhe?

The Milky Way hanging above the sky is the Milky Way.

The Milky Way is the Milky Way.

No ocean is bigger than the Milky Way.

Suddenly, Ye Ping completely realized.

not far away.

Su Changyu's feet were a little numb.

He was a little regretful, why did he come here, and even a little depressed, why did Ye Ping have such a poor memory?

Why did it take so long to think about the sword move I just performed?

Can't you hurry up?

I am pretty tired.

Hurry up, okay?

Just when Su Changyu was thinking wildly.

Suddenly, Ye Ping drew his sword.

Wow.

It is Langsheng.

It was not the sound of swords, but the sound of sea waves.

In an instant, Su Changyu was stunned.

Ye Pingjian's momentum was like a rainbow. After the first move was made, he used the next move smoothly.

Every move is like a heavy wave.

One move is stronger than one move.

Twentieth move.

The fiftieth move.

The first hundred strokes.

Su Changyu was stunned, he just demonstrated nine moves to Ye Ping, why now he has more than one hundred moves.

And the further back the move is, the stronger Ye Ping's momentum will be, just like the waves in the vast ocean.

One after another, one after another, infinitely superimposed.

Hoo hoo!

Hoo hoo!

The strong wind swept across, and all the broken branches and leaves within tens of meters were rolled up, and the ancient trees trembled even more.

This is not sword power.

This was just a sword move, Ye Ping kept swinging the sword, and the dead leaves were undulating with each other like waves.

boom.

The three hundred and sixty-fifth move.

Ye Ping thrust out a sword.

Suddenly there was an explosion.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Ten meters directly in front of Ye Ping, sand and rocks were flying, rubble stood up in disorder, and the sound of terrifying explosions was even more deafening.

However, Su Changyu was completely dumbfounded.

Is this stepping on the horse the Tianhe swordsmanship I just taught?

Su Changyu froze in place.

Ye Ping's sword posture can be seen to have traces of his own teaching just now, but the power of the two is simply heaven and earth.

Su Changyu didn't know how to describe Ye Ping's sword power.

The only thing I know is that if I am against the enemy Ye Ping, I think I can prepare the coffin in advance.

You know, although I am mediocre, I am also a monk at the fifth level of Qi training.

And Ye Ping didn't even have a cultivation base, so he was so strong?

Is there any reason?

Is there any law left?

I'm so sour.

When he came back to his senses, Su Changyu was sour.

He really didn't expect Ye Ping to comprehend the bullshit Tianhe swordsmanship in just one hour.

He is angry and sour.

Not far away, Ye Ping withdrew his long sword, then looked at Su Changyu with a nervous look on his face.

"Eldest senior brother, my junior brother's aptitude is dull, and I'm afraid I haven't been able to show the essence of this set of swordsmanship."

Ye Ping said the truth.

Because he felt that this set of swordsmanship was extremely different, much more profound than the Si Lei swordsmanship, and definitely not as simple as three hundred and sixty-five sword moves.

The Sword of Tianhe.

"It's really average, but you can rehearse 365 moves in a short period of time, so it's not bad, okay, junior brother, you can continue to think about it."

Su Changyu wrote lightly.

But the heart is extremely uncomfortable.

He doesn't want to talk anymore.

leave directly.

Ye Ping looked at Su Changyu who left, and subconsciously thought that his aptitude was too dull, so he didn't want to say anything more.

Thinking of this, Ye Ping couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Eldest brother, don't worry, I will definitely work hard and strive to have 1% of you in my lifetime."

Ye Ping vowed.

And Su Changyu almost staggered and fell to the ground.

One percent of me?

Is Ning humiliating me?

Killing people.

Killing and killing people.

ok, ok.

Little brother, little brother.

I, Su Changyu, swear, I will make up a set of sword techniques that even you don't know.

I don't believe that you can learn anything.

If you can learn my swordsmanship again.

I swallowed all the flying swords in Jin Dynasty in front of you.

Swallow with dipping sauce.

Su Changyu tightly clenched his palms hidden inside his robe, and he swore in his heart that he must make up a set of sword manuals that Ye Ping could not comprehend.

must! must! must!

He was really hit hard.

He just wants to be alone now.

That's all.

Until late at night.

In Qingyun Daozong, Xu Luochen took a book and walked outside the house, frowning tightly.

"The four main ingredients of Blood Buxue Pill are beneficial herbs, blood vines, dry heart roots, and good tonifying leaves, and the nine auxiliary medicines are"

Xu Luochen was muttering to himself, reciting something.

But soon, he picked up the book in his hand, glanced at it, and said involuntarily.

"Wrong again, it's not Kuxingen. Kuxingen is the main medicine of the sudden death pill. Xu Luochen, Xu Luochen, why can't you remember? The alchemist assessment is coming soon. If you want to do it this time, it will be the eighth." failed again."

Xu Luochen said sadly.

But soon, Xu Luochen saw a figure in the distant cliff.

It was the figure of Su Changyu.

A person quietly staring at the stars in the sky, looking extremely depressed.

"Eldest brother, his condition has become more and more serious recently."

"Hey, senior brother is just impatient, no matter how poor the aptitude of junior junior brother is, it shouldn't be like this?"

"Isn't it just poor aptitude? Who in our Qingyun Daozong has good aptitude? I don't have any patience."

"As a teacher, I don't have any patience. If something happens, I will be hit. It's really useless. How can I take the position of head in the future?"

"I'll teach this junior brother tomorrow, and give the senior brother a good lesson, let him know what it means to be a master."

Xu Luochen shook his head involuntarily, appearing disapproving, and then continued to recite the prescription.