No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

Xu time.

Qingyun Daozong.

With the last bit of Yu Yang disappearing, Ye Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, the painting is finished."

Ye Ping opened his mouth, followed by a smile.

He is quite confident in his painting skills, and after joining the Immortal Gate, Ye Ping always feels that he has been sublimated in all aspects, so he is very satisfied with this painting.

When Su Changyu heard Ye Ping's words again, he also moved his body immediately, and looked at the rice paper in front of Ye Ping.

This is high-quality rice paper that can be split into three sheets without affecting its quality. If it is kept properly, it can be handed down for thousands of years.

The value of a piece of rice paper like this is measured by the ruler, one tael of gold per foot.

And this portrait is four and a half feet long and two feet five wide because it needs to depict people and scenery.

In other words, this piece of rice paper is worth eight taels of gold.

It's just that Su Changyu doesn't understand.

He looked at the scroll.

Among the scrolls.

The sky is covered by the sunset, and the Qingyun Mountains are like a fairyland on earth. The flowers, plants and trees are lifelike, especially in some details, which are more real.

But the most eye-catching thing is the man in the portrait.

The man's face was not completely drawn, it was just a side profile, but Ye Ping depicted the aloof and indifferent sword fairy temperament.

This man is naturally Su Changyu.

In the portrait, he stands on the cliff and gazes at the sunset. He has an indescribable artistic conception, which makes people feel beautiful.

"This painting is not bad."

Although Su Changyu has no culture, at least he hasn't violated his conscience.

Ye Ping's painting is really good, the only problem is that he didn't show his handsomeness, only one ten-thousandth of it, but it's not that Ye Ping's level is not enough, but that he is too handsome, so Su Changyu also don't feel anything.

Thinking that he could beat Ye Ping in terms of handsomeness, Su Changyu became inexplicably happy for some reason.

"As long as senior brother is satisfied."

Ye Ping smiled slightly, then took out a square seal, and then stamped it on the upper right corner of the scroll.

This is his seal.

The words 'Qinglian Layman' are impressively written on it.

"Brother, take it."

Ye Ping rolled up the painting and handed it to Su Changyu.

"Trouble junior brother."

Su Changyu nodded, but before Ye Ping could speak, a voice sounded.

"Chang Yu, come quickly."

A voice sounded, it was the voice of Taoist Taihua.

"Junior brother, you continue to realize the sword mark, so senior brother will leave first."

Su Changyu left a word, then left quickly, walking towards Taoist Taihua.

Soon, Su Changyu came to Taoist Taihua.

"Master, what's the matter? Have you borrowed silver taels?"

Su Changyu was a little curious, and didn't understand why Taoist Taihua suddenly came to him.

Could it be that he borrowed silver taels?

"I didn't borrow it, but I thought of a good way for the teacher."

Taoist Taihua said with joy on his face.

"Thought it? What way?"

Su Changyu was a little surprised. It was hard for him to imagine that with the wisdom of his master, he could think of other good ways besides borrowing money?

"Changyu, this time I went down the mountain for my teacher. Although I didn't borrow any silver taels, I passed by a pawnshop for my teacher. Didn't the ancestors of our sect leave a lot of things for generations? Why don't we pawn them all?"

"Although it is difficult to sell one hundred taels of gold, at least part of the silver taels can be exchanged. With the start-up capital, we can think of other ways at that time. In two months, everything is possible."

Taoist Taihua smiled and opened his way.

"pawn?"

Su Changyu looked a little helpless.

He thought his master had come up with some good idea, but he didn't expect it to be such a bad idea.

The most important thing is, what else is valuable in Qingyun Daozong?

"Master, will it work?"

Su Changyu remained skeptical.

"If it doesn't work, it has to work. If there is no other way, I can only find my distant cousin as a teacher. Her family is quite wealthy. In her eyes, a hundred taels of gold is probably nothing."

Taoist Taihua said seriously.

"You still have a distant cousin? Why don't you tell me sooner? Then why should we pawn, and go find her now."

Su Changyu didn't expect that his master had a distant cousin.

"You don't understand, my cousin is a little eccentric."

Taoist Taihua felt a little embarrassed when he mentioned his cousin.

"A bit of a quirk? That's normal, isn't the rich man a bit of a quirk?"

Su Changyu said disapprovingly.

"No, her quirk is very weird, she is very masculine."

Taoist Taihua said seriously.

"Manly?" Su Changyu frowned slightly, isn't this normal?

"Hey, it's not the good man you understand. In short, the cousin of the teacher, the teacher will never go to find it unless it is absolutely necessary. That's enough, don't talk nonsense, go down the mountain with the teacher and walk around. , don't waste time."

Taoist Taihua did not elaborate.

He directly pulled Su Changyu down the mountain, and didn't care about anything else.

And in the back cliff.

Ye Ping was completely ignorant of all this.

After Su Changyu left, Ye Ping continued to have an epiphany.

He wanted to realize the sword power as soon as possible, but after mastering the complete sword technique, Ye Ping vaguely felt that it would not be long before he might be able to realize the sword power.

Thinking of this, Ye Ping looked at the sword marks on the ground and entered the state of epiphany again.

Maybe it's because he has mastered the complete kendo.

Ye Ping looked at the sword mark again, and there was a different change.

In his mind, the four figures were constantly evolving the Four Thunders swordsmanship.

A sword force suddenly spread around Ye Ping.

Withered grass leaves flew up and surrounded Ye Ping.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The dull thunder sounded on the back cliff, and Ye Ping's epiphany was several times faster than before.

until the early morning.

Ye Ping opened his eyes.

As soon as he raised his hand, a terrifying sword force spread from his body in an instant.

call out!

An invisible sword energy appeared, rolled up the withered grass and fallen leaves on the ground, and then hit a piece of gravel, leaving a faint sword mark.

If Su Changyu was here, he might just abandon his sword directly, because Ye Ping actually completed the cohesion of his sword power overnight. Although it was only a preliminary stage, it was still against the sky.

And at the same time.

Qingzhou territory.

Taiyue Sword Sect.

There are three major sects in Qingzhou, Taiyue Sword Sect is one of the three major sects, and it is a rank one immortal sect.

There are three thousand elite disciples under his sect, which can be regarded as famous.

And at this very moment.

Taiyue Sword Sect, on Wujian Cliff.

Several young heroes are sitting cross-legged under Wujian Cliff, comprehending sword moves.

On Wujian Cliff, there is an extremely sharp sword mark.

This sword mark was left by the number one swordsman in Qingzhou, Taoist Four Seasons.

That's right, Taoist Four Seasons.

In the past, Taoist Four Seasons owed Taiyue Sword Sect a favor. Now the master of Taiyue asks Taoist Four Seasons to leave a sword mark in the hope that the younger generation of sword masters will be able to understand it.

And this sword mark was left on the Wujian Cliff.

This sword mark is terrifying.

There was even the sound of thunder.

This is the real scar of sword intent.

Comparing it with Su Changyu's, it is an insult to Taoist Four Seasons.

Just then.

Suddenly, a slight thunder sounded.