No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

　　 Qingyun Daozong.

　　 Hou Ya.

　　 Su Changyu was filled with emotion.

　　 In Ye Ping's eyes, Su Changyu's emotion was a kind of hatred for iron but not steel.

　　 Thinking of this, Ye Ping suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

　　 "Ye Ping."

　　 Su Changyu spoke, calling out Ye Ping's name.

　　 "The younger brother is here."

　　 Ye Ping nodded and responded.

　　 "I thought you could understand my sword mark, but what I didn't expect is that in the twelfth day, you still didn't understand the sword intent of this sword mark."

　　 "You... really disappointed me."

　　 Su Changyu's voice was gentle, but there was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

　　 After saying this, Ye Ping felt even more heavy.

　　 He didn't even know what to say.

　　 But soon, Su Changyu's voice continued to ring.

　　 "Do you know how many sword techniques this sword mark contains?"

　　 Su Changyu asked.

　　 "The younger brother doesn't know."

　　 Ye Ping replied seriously.

　　 He really doesn't know how many swordsmanships are contained. Anyway, he has seen it, and he has always seen it.

　　 "Countless."

　　 Su Changyu slowly spit out two words.

　　 countless?

　　 Ye Ping was taken aback for a moment, and then fell into contemplation.

　　 "Between heaven and earth, there are endless types of swordsmanship, because no matter how many swords you understand, someone will research new swordsmanship."

　　 "Even if you learn ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million swordsmanship, you haven't stepped into the kendo threshold after all."

　　 "Swordsmanship has three levels."

　　 "The first realm is a sword that transforms into infinity."

"Do you understand it?"

　　 Su Changyu spoke, appearing unpredictable.

　　 Ye Ping listened with gusto, and even had a feeling of enlightenment.

　　 After a while, Ye Ping suddenly realized.

　　 "Brother, I understand."

　　 Ye Ping spoke, revealing the color of Ming Wu.

　　Enlightened?

　　 Can this be enlightened?

　　 Su Changyu was taken aback.

　　 There is a saying, he doesn’t even know what he’s talking about, can this be enlightened?

　　 Su Changyu was a little surprised.

　　 "Brother, you want to say that one life is two, two is three, three is all things, right?"

　　 Ye Ping didn't know how to describe it, but in his mind he only thought that this sentence fits Su Changyu's meaning best.

　　 Say this.

　　 Su Changyu was surprised again.

　　 Two in one life? Two begets three? Three births?

　　 This sentence is interesting.

　　 Very good, I, Su, laughed.

　　Su Changyu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his junior brother, although his kendo talent was mediocre, he didn't expect to be surprised at every turn.

　　 But despite the turbulent waves in his heart, Su Changyu still maintained a calm and detached temperament on the bright side.

　　 "It seems that you are still somewhat savvy."

　　Su Changyu nodded, and shamelessly admitted that this was what he meant.

　　 Hearing the praise, Ye Ping did not show any joy, on the contrary, his expression was firm and serious.

　　 "Please rest assured, brother, brother and sister will work hard, and will never let the brother's cultivation hard."

　　 Ye Ping said seriously.

　　 At this moment in his heart, Su Changyu's identity as a peerless sword immortal has been confirmed.

　　 Who can tell this kind of sentiment, isn’t that a peerless sword fairy? Could it be a kendo waste?

　　 A kendo waste can say such an artistic word?

　　 Thinking of this, Ye Ping felt even more happy.

　　 I am happy to worship Sejong Gate.

　　 But soon, Ye Ping couldn't help asking.

　　 "Dare to ask Big Brother, what realm is the second level?"

　　 Ye Ping asked.

　　 After hearing Ye Ping's question, Su Changyu couldn't help shook his head.

　　 He did not answer.

　　 Because he doesn't know what the second level is.

　　 What he said just now was made up temporarily, he knows what the second realm is.

　　 So I can only shake my head pretending to be mysterious.

　　 "Wait for you to step into the first stage, brother will teach you the second stage again, remember, don't be too lofty, my cultivator, you must know how to be calm, so that you can go further."

　　 Su Changyu said casually.

　　 But in Ye Ping's ears, it was Zhuji.

　　 "The younger brother understands that I am impatient."

　　 Ye Ping nodded.

　　 He thinks what Su Changyu said makes sense.

　　 Before I learned how to walk, I wanted to run, which seemed too impetuous.

　　 "Okay, you can continue to enlighten the sword and leave me alone."

　　 almost blowing.

　　 Su Changyu spoke at will, letting Ye Ping go and fight Jian Hen.

　　 And I found a random place, put on a good posture, and started thinking about the future.

　　 Ye Ping nodded. He didn't say much. He immediately sat down and looked at the sword mark on the ground, and continued to understand the sword.

　　Don't tell me.

　　 After Su Changyu's advice, Ye Ping found that he understood faster.

　　 is several times faster than before.

　　 This is really better than listening to you for ten years.

　　 The sword fairy is indeed a sword fairy.

　　Time flies.

　　 In the blink of an eye, two hours later, the sunset glowed the entire horizon.

　　 Qingyun Daozong is originally beautiful, and with such exaggeration, it is more like a desperate situation in the world.

　　 Everything is silent.

　　 Ye Ping woke up from his epiphany.

　　 In these two hours, he has comprehended another 4,000 sword techniques, and now he has understood 15,000 sword techniques, but Ye Ping understands that it is still very far away from countless numbers.

　　 Ye Ping stretched his waist, glanced at the beauty of Qingyun Dao Sect, and then couldn't help but speak slowly.

　　 "The sunset clouds cover the Qingyun Peak, and the heights of Hengyue are rotten red."

　　 "I would like to learn Qingzhou Cultivation Techniques, and take advantage of the wind."

　　 Ye Ping spoke.

　　 He couldn't help writing a poem.

　　 This is written by Lin Yongzhong, a poet of Southern Song Dynasty.

　　 But Ye Ping changed it a little bit, changing Zhu Rongfeng to Qingyunfeng, and changing the willingness to learn Lingyang cultivation technique to willingness to learn Qingzhou cultivation technique.

　　 Small changes, but the same artistic conception, this is probably the highest state of Wen Chao Gong.

　　 Ye Ping was slightly proud of himself.

　　 Although in the world of cultivating immortals, he is a waste of wood, but in the ordinary world, he is also considered a small name.

However, Ye Ping is very modest on this point. He thinks he is a little famous, but in fact, in the Jin Dynasty, many princes, generals, and noble children, in order to ask him for a painting or a copybook, he simply broke the threshold. .

　　 said it was a daughter of one word, and they were all humiliating Ye Ping.

　　The most popular and powerful people are the piano, chess, poems and paintings, so if it weren't for this is a world of cultivating immortals, Ye Ping would be able to get along well in Jin.

　　 But Ye Ping has no regrets.

　　 In his eyes, everything is inferior, only Xiu Xian Gao.

　　 And this moment.

　　 Standing on the back cliff, Su Changyu moved.

　　 He changed his posture and looked at Ye Ping.

　　 My legs are numb again.

　　Secondly, it was a poem written by Ye Pingfang, which caught his attention.

　　 Su Chang Yu Mu De culture.

　　 But Ye Ping's poem is very good.

　　 Reminiscent of Ye Ping's origins, Su Changyu couldn't help wondering.

　　 "Ye Ping, I heard from Master Master, you were still a scholar before going up the mountain?"

　　 Su Changyu asked.

　　 "Return to brother, half a scholar."

　　 Ye Ping hurriedly replied, not dare to ask for it.

　　 "Half a scholar?"

　　 Su Changyu is curious, what is a half scholar?

　　 "I haven't gotten a fame, so I can only count as half a scholar."

　　 Ye Ping replied immediately, not selling off.

　　 "Oh." Su Changyu nodded, and then couldn't help but feel disappointed in his heart.

　　 He also knows that in the Jin country, the status of literati is not bad. The most important thing is that, whether it is in the ordinary or in the sect of the immortal, the higher the monks, the more they like to be subordinate and elegant.

　　 It can be said that piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are also very popular in the world of immortality.

　　 After all, there is nothing to play in this world. Getting started with piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy is difficult, so some famous paintings and ancient books have become popular in the world.

　　 A masterpiece can even sell for tens of thousands of spiritual stones.

　　 I thought that Ye Ping was a scholar, maybe he was a little famous, and writing a little bit of drawing can sell some silver, but he didn't expect that Ye Ping was half a scholar.

　　 Thinking of this, Su Changyu could only sigh helplessly.

　　 But at the end, Su Changyu continued to ask.

　　 "Then do you know how to do it?"

　　 Su Changyu asked.

　　 "Understand a little bit."

　　 Ye Ping is very modest.

　　 "Let's make a picture for those brothers."

　　Su Changyu was simply boring and said casually.

　　 "Okay, wait a minute, brother, I'll get the brush rice paper."

　　 Ye Ping nodded.

He is good at sketching things like Danqing, but he is not interested, but in his previous life, in order to pursue a goddess, he participated in a Danqing Academy, and then trained for three years and finally learned Danqing, but unfortunately the goddess left with a rich man. .

　　 So Ye Ping understood a truth.

　　 Learning to draw can't save a single dog.

　　 Soon, Ye Ping got the brush, rice paper, and inkstone.

　　He was very serious, looked at the sunset glow, then at his big brother, and then started writing.

　　 "Remember to paint the brother well, don't be ashamed."

　　 Just very quickly, Su Changyu sounded indifferently, and told Ye Ping to draw better.

　　 "Please rest assured, brother."

　　 Ye Ping nodded, and then wrote down.