No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

Chapter 70: : The wind is blowing in Qingzhou, the undercurrent is surging [End of Volume 1]

   Outside Qingyun Daozong.

   is already Mao Shi.

   Su Changyu stood quietly not far away.

   He was wearing a robe of white cranes and flowing clouds, standing there, showing the temperament of the peerless sword fairy to the fullest.

  The long robe is mainly white, the edges and corners of the robe are embroidered with blue clouds, and the bottom half has a few white crane flapping patterns. This suit is top-quality only in terms of material, and the style of clothing is also extremely eye-catching.

   This is a new product of Tianyi Pavilion. The price is 58 taels of gold. However, there is no market, and many clothes dealers scrambled for a set of 100 taels of gold.

   Yes, it is a set of one hundred taels of gold.

   Su Changyu wanted to buy such a robe all his life. This was his only dream.

   I thought it would be difficult to achieve in his life, but I didn't expect Taihua Taoist to actually buy it for himself a few days ago.

Although this set of beautiful white crane Liuyun robe is not a magical implement, it also has some functions of magical implements, which can avoid dust. The material is also a special silk, which effectively prevents snakes, insects, mice and ants. In addition, each stitch and thread are handmade. The price is reasonable.

   And this moment.

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

at this time.

   Ye Ping wears a pale blue robe, Su Changyu is a beautiful white crane and flowing cloud robe, and Ye Ping wears a beautiful robe of mountains and rivers and breeze, which sets off Ye Ping’s Confucian temperament.

   The appearance of the two can be described as beautiful men, but they have different temperaments, one is the temperament of a sword fairy, the other is 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 a little more refined, then Ye Ping is better than Su Changyu.

   "I have seen the big brother."

   The first time he came down the mountain, Ye Ping was feeling a little upset.

   In the past, he was an ordinary person in the ordinary, but this time is different. He wants to see the world of cultivating immortals.

   naturally a little excited.

   "Little Junior Brother, this is the sect token and the order of the Qingzhou Kendo Conference. Take it with you and don’t lose it."

   Su Changyu handed Ye Ping the sect token and the order of the Kendo Conference.

   Ye Ping took it, and then put it in the belt.

   "Let's go."

  Su Changyu didn't say much. It wasn't the first time he went down the mountain, but he felt calmer.

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

   Soon, on the front cliff, Taoist Taihua slowly appeared. Standing on the front cliff, he quietly looked at Su Changyu and Ye Ping not far away.

  The disciple is going down the mountain. This trip is a far-reaching trip. As a master, I feel a little worried.

   But Taihua Taoists are not hypocritical, nor are they close to the sea, just standing quietly on the cliff, watching the two figures.

   But, after a while, the Taoist Taihua couldn't help but make a noise.

   "Changyu, Ye Ping."

   His voice sounded.

   Su Changyu and Ye Ping in the distance heard the voice of the Taoist Taihua for the first time.

   The two turned around.

   looked at the Taoist Taihua on the cliff.

   There was curiosity in the eyes.

   "Safe journey."

  Taohua Taoists did not say much, and did everything in four words.

   Upon hearing this, Ye Ping and Su Changyu were slightly silent.

   Then the two bowed to the Taoist Taihua. They didn't say anything, and turned and left.

   At the same time.

   Qingzhou somewhere.

   on a cliff.

   A handsome man also bowed to an old man.

   The old man is dressed in tattered clothes and is blind in both eyes, but it feels unfathomable.

   "Chang Ye, you have done most of my swordsmanship to mathematics, you are the person with the strongest kendo aptitude I have ever seen."

   "It is hard to imagine as a teacher, I will find a peerless kendo genius in a small Qingzhou."

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

   "Although there is one last trick to teach you as a teacher, it is not to hide your selfishness, but to suppress your luck. You have realized the invincible swordsmanship and you have to walk an invincible road."

   "This road is extremely harsh. You can't lose, and you can't lose. You have to push all the way to the path of kendo."

   "But because this road is too harsh, I will leave the last trick, wait for the day you lose, come to me again, and I will teach you this sword technique."

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

   "Chang Ye, a Qingzhou is your starting point, but you have to know that your goal is not Qingzhou, not Jin Kingdom, not Ten Kingdoms, or even Great Xia Dynasty, but invincible in the world."

   "Being a teacher does not want you to lose, but being a teacher also wants you to lose. Your greatest enemy will appear in the Great Xia Dynasty, but everything is unknown."

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

   The old man spoke and said many things in a row.

   "Master, please rest assured, the long night will be pushed all the way, after becoming the number one in the world, I will come to you again."

   He said so.

   Then, he knelt on the ground, banged his head three times at the old man, and then left.

   Qingzhou Mountains.

   Da Ri descends from the Demon Sword Sect.

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

   "The Qingzhou Kendo Conference is about to begin. This is your first battle. It is enough to get the top three. I have a premonition for being a teacher, this Qingzhou Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

   Chen Li said calmly.

   And the disciple in front of him couldn't help expressing doubts.

   "Master, what kind of school can make you so jealous? We Da Ri descended from the Demon Sect. We were also one of the three sword sects of the Da Xia Dynasty in the past. In a small Qingzhou, what can be strong?"

   Wang Minghao is really full of curiosity.

   Over the years, he has heard from Master Chen Li more than once about Qingzhou Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but he still couldn't understand.

   Qingzhou is a small area in the Jin Kingdom, and it is not a blessed place in the Jin Kingdom. Da Ri Jiang Mozong was ranked among the top three sword sects in the Da Xia Dynasty in the past, and it is just so.

   But why are you so afraid?

   He didn't understand.

   Chen Liben didn't want to answer when he heard his disciple asking like this, but in the end he shook his head and sighed.

   "This matter is very involved, probably three hundred years ago, the old emperor Daxia is already old, unable to take the last step, and is about to die of old age."

"At that time, Daxia was surging up and down, and the major sects also had ghosts in their hearts. The battle to seize the protagonist came early. Our Da Rijiang Demon Sect was on the wrong team, not only us, but almost all the sects were on the wrong side. team."

   "We chose the wrong person. Perhaps, no one would have thought that the most mediocre and unremarkable person would rule the Great Xia Dynasty and become the emperor."

   "Our Great Sun Demon Sword Sect has fallen, hiding in this little Qingzhou."

"But the most terrifying thing is not this thing, but twenty years ago, when Daxia ushered in the dragon, the sky descended with a vision, and the rays of light soared to the sky. The people in the entire imperial city saw the vision, and the ten princes of Daxia were born. , The Son of Chosen."

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

"Especially a peerless swordsman who was chased to the Jin country and eventually disappeared without a trace. However, as a teacher ten years ago, he was suspected to have seen him. He did not die, but he suffered very badly. Hurt, but he will definitely not let go of this obsession."

"He will definitely cultivate a peerless disciple in order to take revenge. This Qingzhou Kendo Conference is of great significance. Some people want to pass the Jin State Academy and enter the Ten Nations Academy, and finally with this identity, Set foot in the Great Xia Dynasty."

   "Everyone has his purpose for survival, Minghao, we have no hatred at Da Ri Jiang Demon Sword Sect, we just want to create more glory."

   "Qingzhou Kendo Conference, as long as you get into the top three, that's fine, go down the mountain."

   Chen Li tells a long story.

   This story silenced Wang Minghao.

  At this moment, he understood.

   "Master, wait for me to take back the number one in Qingzhou Kendo to prove Jianxin."

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

   That's it.

   The same thing happened several times all over Qingzhou.

   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 people in black.

   "On the third day of March, my religious master and heavenly psychic, learned that the Great Xia Dynasty, behaved nonchalantly, harmed the living beings, is no longer God’s will, and will be exhausted, as my holy religion."

   "The church has issued a death order to encircle and slaughter all the geniuses of the Jin country. We are responsible for Qingzhou and take the opportunity of the kendo conference to punish the geniuses of the Jin country and use the power of the orthodox religion."

   "Daxia will die, restore the holy religion, fight for the common people, death is not a pity!"

   The scholar's voice was full of firmness, not a trace of elegance, some just crazy.

   "I will respect and obey the order of the teacher."

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

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

  Nobody knows.

   Qingzhou seems to be peaceful, but undercurrents surge...

  

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