After comprehending the Infinite Sword Diagram and mastering three thousand sword moves, Ye Ping naturally comprehended the Tianhe Sword Force. After practicing casually for a while, he left the back cliff. I walked towards my residence, planning to have a good rest for two days. That's it. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, two days have passed. The day to go down the mountain has arrived. Chapter 70: Winds Rising in Qingzhou, Undercurrents Surge [End] Outside Qingyun Taoist Sect. It's already time. Su Changyu stood quietly not far away.
He was wearing a brocade robe with white cranes and flowing clouds, standing there, displaying the temperament of a peerless sword immortal to the fullest. The robe is mainly white, with blue clouds embroidered on the corners and a pattern of several white cranes flapping their wings on the lower half. Judging from the material alone, this suit is of top quality, and the style is also extremely eye-catching. This was a new product from Tianyi Pavilion, priced at fifty-eight taels of gold. However, there was no demand, and many clothing dealers drove the price up to one hundred taels of gold per set. That’s right, it’s one hundred taels of gold per set. Su Changyu wanted to buy a robe like this in his life. This was his only dream. I thought it would be difficult to achieve in my lifetime, but I didn't expect that Taoist Taihua really bought it for me a few days ago. This embroidered white crane and flowing cloud robe, although not a magic weapon, has some of the functions of a magic weapon. It can keep out dust and is made of a special kind of silk that can effectively protect against snakes, insects, rats and ants. In addition, every stitch and thread is handmade, so the price is reasonable. And at this moment. Ye Ping also slowly appeared in Su Changyu's eyes. at this time. Ye Ping wore a light blue robe, Su Changyu wore a brocade robe of white cranes and flowing clouds, and Ye Ping wore a brocade robe of mountains, rivers and fresh breezes, which brought out Ye Ping's Confucian temperament. The appearance of the two men can be described as handsome, but their temperaments are different, one is the temperament of a sword immortal, and the other is the temperament of a Confucian immortal. In comparison, Su Changyu is slightly better, but different people have different opinions. If you like someone who is more elegant, then Ye Ping is better than Su Changyu. "I've met senior brother." It was Ye Ping’s first time going down the mountain, and he felt a little excited. In the past, he lived in the mortal world as an ordinary person, but this time is different. He wants to experience the world of immortal cultivation. Naturally a little excited. "Junior brother, this is the sect token and the order of the Qingzhou Sword Conference. You must carry it with you and don't lose it." Su Changyu handed the sect token and the order of the kendo conference to Ye Ping.
Ye Ping took it and put it into his belt. "Let's go." Su Changyu didn't say much. It was not his first time going down the mountain, so he was in a relatively calm mood. Just like that, two figures slowly walked down the mountain. Soon, Taoist Taihua slowly appeared on the front cliff. He stood on the front cliff, quietly looking at Su Changyu and Ye Ping not far away. My disciple is about to go down the mountain. This trip is a long one, so as a master, I am naturally a little worried. But Taoist Taihua did not act pretentiously, nor did he sew tightly before leaving. He just stood quietly on the cliff, watching the two figures. However, after a while, Taoist Taihua couldn't help but speak out. "Chang Yu, Ye Ping." His voice rang out. Su Changyu and Ye Ping, who were far away, heard Taoist Taihua's voice at the first moment. The two looked back. Look at Taoist Taihua on the cliff ahead. There was curiosity in their eyes. "Have a safe trip." Taoist Taihua didn't say much, but these four words said it all. Hearing this, Ye Ping and Su Changyu fell silent. Then the two men bowed to Taoist Taihua, said nothing, and turned away. And at the same time. Somewhere in Qingzhou. On a cliff. A handsome man also bowed to an old man. The old man was dressed in rags and was blind, but he gave people an unfathomable feeling. "Chang Ye, you have already mastered most of my sword techniques. You are the person with the strongest swordsmanship I have ever seen." "It is hard for me to imagine that in a small place like Qingzhou, I would find a peerless swordsmanship genius." "You have learned a lot and understood a lot in the past twenty years. This Qingzhou Kendo Tournament is your first battle." "Although I have one last move that I haven't taught you, it's not because I'm keeping it to myself, but because I want to suppress your luck. You have mastered the invincible sword technique, and you must walk the path of invincibility." "This road is extremely demanding. You cannot fail, and you cannot lose. You must push forward all the way until you achieve the supreme sword path."
"But, because this path is too harsh, I will save one last trick. When you are defeated, come to me again and I will teach you this sword technique." "If you remain undefeated, you will figure out the final move yourself." "Chang Ye, Qingzhou is your starting point, but you must know that your goal is not Qingzhou, not Jin, not the Ten Kingdoms, not even the Great Xia Dynasty, but to be invincible in the world." "Master doesn't want you to lose, but Master also wants you to lose. Your greatest enemy will appear in the Great Xia Dynasty, but everything is unknown." "Go down the mountain. When you are defeated, come back to me." The old man opened his mouth and said many things in succession. "Please rest assured, Master. Chang Ye will surely conquer all the lands and come to see you after he becomes the best in the world." He said so. Then he knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to the old man, and left. Qingzhou Mountains. The Great Sun Sword Sect. Chen Li looked at his disciple Wang Minghao with a very calm look. "The Qingzhou Kendo Tournament is about to begin. This is your first battle. It will be enough to get into the top three. I have a feeling that there are many hidden talents in Qingzhou." Chen Li said calmly. But the disciple in front of him couldn't help but reveal his doubts. "Master, what sect can make you so afraid? Our Great Sun Demon Subduing Sect was also one of the three great sword sects of the Great Xia Dynasty in the past. What kind of strong people can there be in a mere Qingzhou?" Wang Minghao was really full of curiosity. Over the years, he had heard his master Chen Li say more than once that Qingzhou was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, but he could never understand it. Qingzhou is a small area in Jin State and is not considered a blessed place in Jin State. The Great Sun Subduing Demon Sect was once ranked among the top three sword sects in the Great Xia Dynasty and was known as a peerless sect. But why are you so afraid? He didn't understand. Hearing his disciple's question, Chen Liben didn't want to answer, but finally shook his head and sighed. "This matter involves a lot. About three hundred years ago, the old emperor of Daxia was already old and could not take the last step. He was about to die of old age." "At that time, the whole Great Xia was in turmoil, and the major sects were also harboring ulterior motives. The battle for succession even came early. Our Great Sun Demon Subduing Sect stood on the wrong side. It was not just us, but almost all the sects stood on the wrong side at that time." "We chose the wrong person. Perhaps no one would have thought that a most mediocre and inconspicuous person would take charge of the Great Xia Dynasty and ascend the throne as emperor." "Our Great Sun Sword Sect has fallen into decline and is hiding in this small Qingzhou." "But the most terrifying thing is not this incident, but the fact that twenty years ago, when Daxia ushered in the rise of the dragon, a strange phenomenon fell from the sky and auspicious light shot up into the sky. The people of the entire imperial city saw the strange phenomenon. The tenth prince of Daxia was born, the son chosen by heaven." “But on that day, an unparalleled strong man sneaked into the Great Xia Palace and strangled this chosen son in his cradle. As a result, the court was shaken and the emperor was furious. I don’t know how many heads fell to the ground and how many sects were implicated.”
"Especially a peerless swordsman who was hunted all the way to Jin State and eventually disappeared without a trace. However, I, the master, suspected that I saw him ten years ago. He was not dead, but he was seriously injured. However, he will definitely not let go of this obsession." "He will definitely train a peerless disciple to take revenge. This Qingzhou Sword Conference is of great significance. Someone wants to enter the Ten Kingdoms Academy through the Jin Kingdom Academy, and finally set foot in the Great Xia Dynasty with this identity." "Everyone has his own purpose for survival. Minghao, we in the Great Sun Sword Sect have no hatred. We just want to create greater glory." "In the Qingzhou Kendo Tournament, as long as we are in the top three, that's enough. Let's go down the mountain." Chen Li told a long-lost story. This story left Wang Minghao silent. At this moment, he understood. "Master, wait for me to take back the first place in Qingzhou swordsmanship to prove my swordsmanship." Wang Minghao stood up, bowed to Chen Li, and then went down the mountain. That's it. The same thing happened several times in various places in Qingzhou. And in a mansion in an ancient city. Hundreds of men in black stood in the lobby. Standing in front of them was a scholar, holding a folding fan and quietly looking at the group of men in black. "On the third day of March, our religious leader communicated with the heavens and learned that the Great Xia Dynasty had been doing evil and killing people. It was no longer in the will of heaven and was about to end. It was time for our holy religion to flourish." "The church has issued a death order to encircle and kill all the geniuses of Jin State. We are responsible for the territory of Qingzhou. We will take advantage of the opportunity of the sword competition to kill the geniuses of Jin State and rectify the prestige of the Holy Church." "Daxia is about to perish. We must restore the Holy Religion and fight for the people. It is not a pity to die!" The scholar's voice was full of determination, without a trace of elegance, only madness. "We respectfully obey the orders of the leader." The next moment, hundreds of voices rang out in the lobby. With that, the voice fell, and hundreds of people disappeared on the spot. No one will ever know. Qingzhou seems peaceful, but undercurrents are surging... Chapter 71: Bold demon, why don't you show yourself up soon [New book request everything] The first day of May in the Xianwu Era. There are only twenty-seven days left until the Qingzhou Kendo Tournament. Ye Ping and Su Changyu also set out for three days. That night.
Inside the main hall of Qingyun Taoist Sect. Taoist Taihua frowned, not knowing what he was thinking about. "What exactly did I forget to do?" "How strange? Why does it feel like something went wrong?" "Why can't you remember it?"