No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

Qingyun Daozong outside.

It's Mao time.

Su Changyu stood quietly not far away.

He stood there wearing a splendid robe of white crane and flowing clouds, displaying the aura of a peerless sword fairy to the fullest.

The robe is mainly white, with blue clouds embroidered on the corners of the robe, and a few patterns of white cranes flapping its wings on the lower half. The material of this suit is top-notch, and the style of the clothes is also extremely eye-catching.

This is a new product of Tianyi Pavilion, the price is fifty-eight taels of gold, but there is no market for the price, and it has been speculated by many clothes dealers for a set of one hundred taels of gold.

That's right, a set of one hundred taels of gold.

Su Changyu wanted to buy a set of robes like this all his life, it was his only dream.

I thought it would be difficult to achieve in a lifetime, but I didn't expect that Taoist Taihua really bought it for himself a few days ago.

Although this set of splendid white crane flowing cloud robe is not a magic weapon, it also has some functions of a magic weapon, which can avoid dust. The material is also a special silk, which can effectively prevent snakes, insects, rats and ants. In addition, every stitch and thread is handmade. The price is also reasonable.

And at this very moment.

Ye Ping also slowly appeared in Su Changyu's eyes.

at this time.

Ye Ping wore a light blue robe, Su Changyu wore a robe of embroidered white cranes and flowing clouds, and Ye Ping wore a robe of embroidered mountains and rivers, which set off Ye Ping's Confucian and immortal temperament.

The appearance of the two of them can be described as a handsome man, but their temperaments are different, one has the temperament of a sword fairy, and the other has the temperament of a Confucian fairy.

In comparison, Su Changyu is slightly better, but the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees wisdom. If you like to be more refined, then Ye Ping is better than Su Changyu.

"I have seen the big brother."

The first time he went down the mountain, Ye Ping was a little emotional.

In the past, he was an ordinary person in the common world, but this time it was different, he was going to experience the world of cultivating immortals.

Naturally a little excited.

"Junior brother, this is the token of the sect, and the order of the Qingzhou Sword Dao Conference, you carry it with you, don't lose it."

Su Changyu handed Ye Ping the Zongmen Token and the order of the Kendo Conference.

Ye Ping took it and put it in his belt.

"Let's go."

Su Changyu didn't say much, it wasn't the first time he went down the mountain, and his mood was relatively calm.

Just like that, the two figures walked down the mountain slowly.

Soon, Taoist Taihua slowly appeared on the front cliff. He stood on the front cliff, quietly watching Su Changyu and Ye Ping not far away.

The disciple is about to go down the mountain, and this trip is far away, so as a master, he is naturally a little worried.

But Taoist Taihua didn't show any pretense, and he didn't leave any secrets. He just stood quietly on the cliff, watching the figures of the two of them.

However, after a while, Taoist Taihua couldn't help but speak out.

"Chang Yu, Ye Ping."

His voice sounded.

Su Changyu and Ye Ping in the distance heard Taoist Taihua's voice immediately.

The two turned their heads.

He looked at Taoist Taihua on the forward cliff.

Curiosity appeared in the eyes.

"Bon trip."

Taoist Taihua didn't say much, and said everything in four words.

Hearing this, Ye Ping and Su Changyu were slightly silent.

Then the two bowed to Taoist Taihua, they turned and left without saying anything.

And at the same time.

Somewhere in Qingzhou.

On a cliff.

A handsome man also bowed to an old man.

The old man was dressed in rags and was blind, but he gave off an unfathomable feeling.

"Chang Ye, you have mastered most of my sword skills. You are the person with the strongest sword skills I have ever seen."

"As a teacher, it's unimaginable that I would find a peerless swordsman genius in a small Qingzhou."

"In the past twenty years, you have learned a lot and learned a lot. This Qingzhou Sword Dao Conference is your first battle."

"Although there is one last trick that I haven't taught you as a teacher, it's not for selfishness, but to suppress your luck. You have comprehended the invincible swordsmanship, and you have to walk an invincible road."

"This path is extremely harsh. You can't lose, and you can't lose. You have to push all the way until you realize the supreme path of swordsmanship."

"However, because this path is too harsh, I will save the last move. Come to me again on the day you lose, and I will teach you this sword technique."

"If you have been undefeated, then you will understand the last trick yourself."

"Long Ye, Qingzhou is your starting point, but you have to know that your goal is not Qingzhou, Jin Kingdom, Ten Kingdoms, or even the Great Xia Dynasty, but invincibility under heaven."

"As a teacher, I don't want you to lose, but as a teacher, I also want you to lose. Your greatest enemy will appear in the Great Xia Dynasty, but everything is unknown."

"Go down the mountain, when you lose, come to me again."

The old man opened his mouth and said many things in succession.

"Master, please rest assured, Changye will push all the way and become number one in the world, and then come to you again."

He said so.

Afterwards, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily to the old man three times, and then left.

Qingzhou Mountains.

Great Sun Fallen Demon Sword Sect.

Chen Li looked at his disciple Wang Minghao with very calm eyes.

"The Qingzhou Kendo Tournament is about to begin. This is your first battle. Getting in the top three is enough. As a teacher, I have some premonitions. This is Qingzhou Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Chen Li said calmly.

But the disciple in front of him couldn't help showing doubts.

"Master, what school is there that can make you so afraid? Our Great Sun Falling Demon Sect was one of the three great sword sects of the Great Xia Dynasty in the past. How can there be any strong people in Qingzhou?"

Wang Minghao was really full of curiosity.

Over the years, he has heard his master Chen Li say more than once that Qingzhou is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but he still can't understand it.

Qingzhou is a small area of ​​the Jin Kingdom, and it is not considered a blessed place in the Jin Kingdom. The Great Sun Conquering Demon Sect was ranked among the top three Sword Sects in the Great Xia Dynasty in the past, and it is nothing more than a peerless sect.

But why so afraid?

He couldn't figure it out.

Hearing his disciple's question, Chen Li didn't want to answer, but finally he shook his head and sighed.

"This matter involves a lot. It was about three hundred years ago. The old emperor of Daxia was already old. If he couldn't take the last step, he was about to die of old age."

"At that time, the great summer was full of turmoil, and the various sects were also harboring ulterior motives, and the battle to seize the throne came earlier. Our Great Sun Falling Demon Sect was on the wrong team, not just us, almost all the sects were on the wrong side at that time Team."

"We chose the wrong person. Perhaps it means that no one would have thought that the most mediocre and inconspicuous person would be in charge of the Great Xia Dynasty and ascend the throne as emperor."

"Our Great Sun Falling Demon Sword Sect has now fallen, and we are hiding in this small Qingzhou."

"But the most frightening thing is not this matter, but twenty years ago, when the Great Xia ushered in the Dragon Soaring, a vision descended from the sky, the auspicious light soared to the sky, and the people in the entire imperial city saw the vision, and the ten princes of the Great Xia were born. , the Chosen Son."

"But on that day, a peerless powerhouse sneaked into the Daxia Palace, strangled this chosen son in his infancy, and the court was shaken, the emperor was furious, and I don't know how many heads fell to the ground, and how many sects were involved. "

"Especially a peerless swordsman who was hunted down to the state of Jin and disappeared without a trace. However, my teacher suspected that I saw him ten years ago. He didn't die, but he suffered a serious injury. Hurt, but he will never let go of this obsession."

"He will definitely cultivate a peerless disciple to take revenge. This Qingzhou Sword Dao Conference is of great significance. Some people want to enter the Ten Kingdoms Academy through the Jin State Academy, and finally set foot in the Great Xia Dynasty with this identity."

"Everyone's survival has his own purpose. Ming Hao, our Great Sun Fallen Demon Sword Sect has no hatred, but just wants to create another glory."

"Qingzhou Sword Dao Conference, as long as you enter the top three, that's fine, let's go down the mountain."

Chen Li told a long story.

This story made Wang Minghao silent.

At this moment, he understood.

"Master, wait for me to take back Qingzhou Sword Dao No. 1 to prove the sword heart."

Wang Minghao got up, he bowed to Chen Li, and then went down the mountain.

That's all.

The same thing happened several times in various parts of Qingzhou.

And in an ancient city mansion.

Hundreds of men in black stood in the lobby.

Standing in front of them was a scholar, holding a folding fan, quietly watching the group of men in black.

"On the third day of March, my religious master had a psychic communication with the sky, and learned that the Great Xia Dynasty had committed misconduct and harmed living beings. It was no longer God's will, and it was about to die. This should be the great prosperity of my holy religion."

"The church has issued a death order to encircle and slaughter all the geniuses in Jin. We are in charge of the Qingzhou territory. We will take advantage of the opportunity of the Sword Dao Conference to kill the geniuses of Jin and use the power of the orthodox religion."

"Great Xia is about to perish, restore the holy religion, fight for the common people, death is not a pity!"

The scholar's voice was full of firmness, without a hint of refinement, just madness.

"I will respectfully obey the order of the leader."

The next moment, hundreds of voices sounded in the lobby.

At this point, the voice fell, and hundreds of people disappeared in place.

No one will know.

Qingzhou seems to be calm, but undercurrents are surging

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