No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

Xianwu Era, March 18th.

Unitary time.

Ye Ping has been to Clear Sky Dao Sect for fifteen days.

Ye Ping thoroughly used all the four thunder sword methods, 1,460 swords, to draw out all the sudden enlightenment.

In other words, this set of Sword Art Ye Ping has completely stepped into the extreme state.

Now the sudden enlightenment is going to come out.

The so-called sword power is a sword dao power.

A set of Sword Art, one thousand four hundred and sixty strokes, really want to type all of them, just like doing radio gymnastics, one by one is very dull.

As long as you stab a sword, you will be equivalent to all the moves of the entire Sword Art in one move.

So sword power is very important, one trick is equal to a set of Sword Art.

As for sword intent, it is a higher-end existence.

The powerhouse with sword intent doesn’t need a sword at all. He can suppress the enemy by standing there.

So sword intent is the most profound place.

Ye Ping spent fifteen days to bring out the whole set of Sword Art sudden enlightenment, and he believes that the sudden enlightenment of the next sword will come out soon.

But Ye Ping is not proud, because he knows that he can achieve this achievement completely because of Eldest Senior Brother.

If there is no Eldest Senior Brother’s sword mark, it would be difficult for him to suddenly enlightenment.

Drink water and never forget to dig a well. Ye Ping will remember this kindness in the heart.

I thought about half a year ago, I participated in more than 50 Great Immortal Ascension Assembly. I was surprised that no sect wanted me. This made Ye Ping very uncomfortable. Now Clear Sky Dao Sect does not dislike myself, this kindness Ye Ping is naturally in mind.

Thinking of this, Ye Ping couldn’t help but looked towards Su Changyu on the cliff not far away, and his heart was more full of admiration.

“Eldest Senior Brother.”

Ye Ping shouted.

Su Changyu sat on the cliff for several days.

He doesn’t know what’s wrong with him lately. It’s fine during the day, but becomes melancholy when it approaches night.

Perhaps because of the shock, or perhaps because of the aptitude of Ye Ping, which made him doubt himself, he wondered if he was not suitable for practicing sword dao.

However, at this moment, Su Changyu heard Ye Ping’s voice and couldn’t help turning his head.

“What?”

Su Changyu looked calm.

“Eldest Senior Brother, Junior Brother has mobilized 1,460 swords, all comprehend them, let me tell you.”

Ye Ping under the cliff, calm Said.

When I said this, Su Changyu, who was already melancholy, felt even more uncomfortable.

He is so sour.

But he can only be sour silently. The most important thing is that Ye Ping is obviously very strong, but it shows the feeling of my good food.

While I am obviously like a weak chicken, I still have to show the feeling that I am really strong.

No matter how thick the skin is, it’s hard to stand it.

“Then let’s have a good rest, don’t try too hard. My cultivator must know how to combine work and rest. The so-called haste brings no success. You should understand this truth, right?”

After a while, Su Changyu spoke and let Ye Ping rest for a while, but also very emotional.

Genius is not scary, but the scary thing is that genius still works hard. This is what makes people desperate.

“many thanks Senior Brother for pointing.”

Under the cliff.

Ye Ping nodded.

In the past fifteen days, I have indeed been diligent, neglect sleep and forget about food, and have no time to rest.

Although you have to be diligent, it’s not good to be too diligent. I do have to take a break when appropriate.

Okay, give yourself one hour off.

Ye Ping nodded, then sat on the ground, letting out his thoughts.

He looked towards Clear Sky Dao Sect.

The sunset glows around the sky, and the Clear Sky Mountain Range shines on pale red. Everything is quiet and full of poetic and artistic flavor.

At this moment, Ye Ping stretched his waist, glanced at the beauty of Clear Sky Dao Sect, and then couldn’t help but speak slowly.

“The sunset clouds cover the blue clouds, and the heights of Hengyue are rotten red.”

“Wish to learn the Qing State cultivation technique, and take advantage of the wind in the morning.”

Ye Ping spoke.

He couldn’t help reading a poem.

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

Ye Ping has changed a little bit, changed Zhurong Peak to Qingyunfeng, and also changed the wish to learn Lingyang cultivation technique to wish to learn Qing State cultivation technique.

Slight changes, but the artistic conception remains the same. This is probably Wen Chao Gong’s highest realm.

Ye Ping is slightly proud of herself.

Although in the cultivation world, you are a waste, but in Jin State, you can be regarded as a little famous, right?

But Ye Ping is really humble. He is not so famous in Jin State.

Speaking of one word of money is to humiliate his identity.

Jin State dignitaries, their favorite is the piano and chess poems and paintings. Ye Ping happens to be their favorite object, so if it weren’t for this is a cultivation world, Ye Ping can also be like in Jin State. a fish back in water.

But Ye Ping has no regrets.

In his eyes, everything is low grade except for high cultivation.

At this moment.

Su Changyu, standing on the back cliff, moved slightly.

He changed his posture and looked towards Ye Ping.

My legs are numb.

Secondly, it was Ye Ping’s poem that caught his attention.

Su Changyu Mu De Culture.

But Ye Ping is a very good poem.

Thinking of the origin of Ye Ping, Su Changyu couldn’t help but said strangely.

“Little Junior Brother, I heard Sect Master Master say that you were still a scholar before going up the mountain?”

Su Changyu asked.

“Go back to Senior Brother, let’s count as half a scholar.”

Ye Ping answered quickly, not dare to ask for it.

“Half a scholar?”

Su Changyu is curious, what is a half scholar?

“I haven’t gotten the fame, so I can only count as half a scholar.”

Ye Ping answered immediately, and didn’t sell it.

“Oh.” Su Changyu nodded, he doesn’t understand it very well.

But at the end, Su Changyu continued to ask.

“Then Little Junior Brother, do you know how to do this?”

Su Changyu asked.

“Understand a little bit.”

Ye Ping is very modestly said.

“Let’s make a picture of those senior brothers.”

Su Changyu said, it didn’t happen suddenly, but if Ye Ping knows how to do it, I’ll look back and wait for Ye. Ping has really grown up, and he still has some bragging rights.

See you, Jin State first sword Xiu painted for himself.

Su Changyu has no hobby, the only hobby is pretending to be beep.

“Okay, Senior Brother, wait a moment, I’ll get some pen and ink.”

Ye Ping nodded.

Danqing sketches this thing. He is good at it. He is not interested, but in his previous life, in order to pursue a Goddess, he joined a Danqing Academy, and then trained for three years and finally learned Danqing, but Goddess followed a rich man. The second generation ran away.

So Ye Ping understood a truth.

Learning to draw cannot save a single dog.

After a while, Ye Ping got the brush, rice paper and inkstone.

He took all these things with him before going up the mountain, but there was no place to use them all the time, right now.

Take the text and ink, Ye Ping is very serious, looking at the color of the sunset, and then at his Eldest Senior Brother, and then began to write.

And Su Changyu didn’t think much, stood up and watched the sunset quietly, leaving a chic posture.

An hour later.

The drawing is done.