No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

　　 The eve of the war.

　　 late at night.

　　 The sky is full of stars hanging in the sky.

　　 In a mansion, Sikong Jiantian sat quietly in the hall.

　　 And there was a figure kneeling in front of him.

　　 "Master Sikong, the latest news from Jiantianyuan, the Demon God Sect has sent seventy-two earth evils to the ancient city of Qingzhou."

　　 "Said above, if there is any loss this time, you will be solely responsible for Master Sikong."

　　 The voice sounded without emotion.

　　 "Seventy-two Earth Shame? They really look down on me."

　　 Sikong Jiantian was a little surprised, he didn't expect that he would actually attract Seventy-two Disha.

The Demon Sect is the famous Demon Sect of the Great Xia Dynasty. It is famous not because it is strong, but because the Demon Sect is the most ferocious. They are holding a sacrifice to revive a demon **** who was born and sacrificed with a living person, which violated the right way. The bottom line of the monk.

　　The Demon God Sect, there are the leader and the deputy leader, the four great kings, the twelve vajra, the thirty-six heavens, and the seventy-two earth evil spirits. Below are the ten thousand rulers, the thousand rulers, and the hundred rulers.

　　 Seventy-two Earthshakes are all golden core monks, and the highest ranked ones may have even reached the Nascent Soul Realm.

　　Sikong Jiantian didn't expect that he could actually attract Seventy-two Earthshakes.

　　 But this is not the point.

　　 "I am fully responsible? Then if I solve it perfectly, what reward will Jiantianyuan give me?"

　　 Sikong Jiantian asked like this.

　　 "As mentioned above, this is your own job. It should be done well. If it is not done well, please go back and prepare for punishment."

　　 The other party's voice is still full of calm, without any emotion.

　　 Sikong Jiantian couldn't help but frowned.

　　 But soon, Sikong Jiantian shook his head.

　　 "Go back and tell the above, this time I specially showed up, I want them to show their feet, they will come to the ancient city of Qingzhou tomorrow to watch the battle, then they will be invited to enter the urn."

　　 "They are shaking people, but they don't know what I am thinking."

"I really thought I came to the ancient city of Qingzhou without any preparations? I want to kill all their minions before the Seventy-two Disha come, and then hang their bodies over the entrance of the city to let the Ten Kingdoms Look at the people who join the Demon God Church."

　　 When Sikong Jiantian said this, he even stood up and said: "Okay, you can go back and get back to work."

　　 "Yes."

　　 The latter had no feelings, and disappeared in place.

　　 That's it, time is passing slowly.

　　Yin Shi.

　　 It's dawn.

　　 The ancient city of Qingzhou is still overcrowded, especially today, the duel between Ye Ping and Wang Minghao, and the decisive battle between Sikong Jiantian and Su Changyu have made the city full of storms.

　　 Swordsman Conference onlookers spectated, every position was fried to a thousand taels of gold, so that the ancient city of Qingzhou made a lot of money.

　　 However, a figure looked very lonely.

　　 Li Changye dragged his body tired, and walked out of the ancient city of Qingzhou.

　　 His eyes are extremely complicated.

　　 Originally, he thought this was the beginning of his road to invincibility, but unexpectedly, it was the end.

　　 But Li Changye didn't think that his kendo was too weak, he felt that it was completely careless.

　　 If you lose, you lose.

　　 Even though there are hundreds of millions of unwillingness in his heart, Li Changye chose to leave this sad city.

　　 He wants to go back and find his master, he doesn't know if he is defeated.

　　 can only go back to find the master.

　　 Just when Li Changye had just walked out of the ancient city, a figure hurriedly caught up.

　　 is a pharmacist who heals injuries.

　　 "Li Changye, Li Changye."

　　 Pharmacist chased after him, looking a little hurried.

　　 At the moment, Li Changye turned around, but he was also a little curious, not knowing what the other party was going to do.

　　 "Li Changye, look at my memory, I forgot to tell you something, do you remember Ye Ping?"

　　 The pharmacist gasped for breath.

　　 "Remember..."

　　 Li Changye felt a little depressed when he heard the name Ye Ping, but considering that the other party was a pharmacist and saved his life, Li Changye could only endure it.

　　 "Ye Pingtuo, let me bring you a sentence. He said that he was really not intentional. He didn't understand what you said at the beginning. Let me ask where you live. He will come to apologize in the future."

　　 The pharmacist said seriously.

　　 Li Changye: "???"

What does 　　 mean?

　　 Come to humiliate me?

　　 Kill people and kill the heart?

　　 Ye Ping, I played with you.

　　 After Li Changye listened to these words again, his whole face turned red, which was angry.

　　 He is so angry.

　　 I'm leaving now, are you still coming to humiliate me?

　　噗.

　　In an instant, Li Changye was about to vomit blood again.

　　 And the pharmacist quickly took out a bottle of blood replenishing pills and said: "Li Xiaoyou, you are seriously injured, you take this bottle of medicine on the road, don't try to be aggressive in the future, the sword has no eyes."

　　 "Li Xiaoyou, why are you crying?"

"Don't cry, don't cry, masculine man, why are you crying? Didn't you just lose a sword test? The big deal is coming next year. This year is indeed strong. If you come next time, if you are lucky, you may get 500 Strong."

　　 "Don't cry, don't cry."

　　The pharmacist continued to comfort Li Changye.

　　 While the latter did not say a word, he walked directly into the city.

　　 He won't go back, he has to wait for the end of the kendo tournament, and find him one-on-one.

　　 If he doesn't win it back, Li Changye can't swallow it.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

　　 Now Li Changye walked into the city, looking very excited.

　　 And at this moment, in the ancient city.

　　 With a ray of slanting sun, it fell on Ye Ping.

　　 At this moment, Ye Ping couldn't help but open his eyes.

　　 On the eve of the war, Ye Ping has been comprehending the meaning of swords.

　　 Outside the ancient city of Qingzhou, Ye Ping was able to condense the sword intent, but in the end he did not choose to condense the sword intent, because the four thunder sword technique and the Tianhe sword technique were not the best sword intent for him.

　　 Because of this, Ye Ping has been thinking about what sword intent he needs during this period of time.

　　 What kind of sword intent is to condense?

　　 Sword repair, triple realm.

　　 Sword moves, sword power, sword intent.

　　 Once the sword intent is condensed, no matter how strong your sword is, you will be directly suppressed.

　　 So Ye Ping is eager to gather his sword intent earlier.

　　 But after thinking hard for seven days, I still couldn't condense the sword intent, but fortunately, the Qingzhou Kendo Conference was about to end.

　　 After the kendo conference is over, after returning to the sect, ask the big brother for advice.

　　 Thinking of this, Ye Ping cleared up his mood and hurried to the Kendo Conference.

　　 Now that he has reached the semi-finals, Ye Ping is still in a good mood.

　　 Although he won all the way to the semifinals~www.ltnovel.com~, it doesn't matter if he won, anyway, as the head said, as long as he can get a good ranking, he can turn into a positive.

　　 Ye Ping didn't have the extravagance to get the first place. As long as he can turn to the right, he can do the second, third and fourth.

　　 With this idea, Ye Ping came to the Kendo Conference.

　　 And on this day of the Kendo Conference, a human wall has been formed, and the ten floors inside and outside are crowded with people. Some restaurants nearby are even more crowded, which is a rare scene.

　　 As Ye Ping appeared, deafening shouts rang out in an instant.

　　 "Ye Ping, Ye Ping!"

　　 "Ye Ping is here! Ah, brother Ye Ping is more handsome today."

　　 "Brother? Sister, you don't look at how old you are. Calling senior brother is a bit wrong, right?"

　　 "You don't care how old I am. Do you know what a young woman is called a young woman?"

　　 "What do you mean? I really don't understand, why do you female sisters have so many tricks?"

　　 "Please, stop chatting, I can't stand it."

　　 In the Kendo Conference, it can be said that there is a lot of people, sweating like rain.

　　 Ye Ping is accustomed to such scenes. After all, he has many fans in the Jin Dynasty literary world. Although it is not so exaggerated, there are quite a few, just like Li Yu.

　　 That's it.

　　 An hour later.

　　 A voice sounded.

　　 "Qingzhou Kendo Tournament, semi-finals, Ye Ping vs. Wang Minghao."

　　 The voice sounded.

　　 Two figures also slowly appeared on the main ring.

　　 Ye Ping's appearance is elegant and easy-going, showing the Confucian and fairy temperament.

　　 Wang Minghao's appearance looks unremarkable, but he has won eight games in a row and his strength is naturally good.

　　 This battle has attracted much attention.