And Ye Ping also nodded. They have stayed in the Linhe Ghost Tomb for quite a long time, so they really need to hurry up, otherwise they might miss the meeting. They both agreed. Kong Hai didn't waste any time and took the two of them down the mountain. Just like that, three hours later. Three figures slowly appeared on a narrow path. "My two donors, if you keep going along this path for about half an hour, you will see the Qingzhou official road. If you keep going west, you will reach the ancient city of Qingzhou." On the narrow path, Kūkai saw the two off. He still had a mission to complete and could not accompany the two of them to the ancient city of Qingzhou, so he could only say goodbye here. "Thank you, Master."
Ye Ping thanked him and silently memorized the route. "You are too polite. If you have the chance, you can come to Xiaoling Temple to find me. We can meet again then. Kong Hai will definitely give you a warm reception." Master Kūkai spoke, which were considered as his final farewell words. "If you have time, Daoist Fellow Kong Hai can also come to Qingyun Dao Sect as a guest." "See you soon!" Su Changyu was also polite. Then, he took Ye Ping away. They were indeed in a hurry. The Qingzhou Kendo Conference would be held in less than twenty days, and they had only traveled less than one-fifth of the distance. If they didn't hurry, they might be late. "See you soon." Kong Hai watched the two of them leave. -- -- Thanks to the leader 'Deguomuguo' for the reward! Thank you! Is there another reader? Then the top ten on the reward list will all be the leaders, which is really impressive! Chapter 81 Qingzhou Official Road, Meet the Teacher [New Book Request Everything] Just like that, ten days later. Qingzhou official road. There is a lot of traffic here, and it is the official road leading to nineteen ancient cities. The official road of Jin State was used to transport resources and deliver official documents and information. Only court officials were allowed to take this road.
However, cultivators are an exception and can walk on the official road. Su Changyu and Ye Ping walked side by side. The entire official road is crowded with people and cars, and caravans are traveling here. These are all immortal cultivators, or immortal cultivator caravans. The sword-fighting conference in the ancient city of Qingzhou can be described as a grand event held once every few decades in Qingzhou. Not only monks from the entire Qingzhou, but also from several surrounding areas will come to visit and learn. It is precisely because of this that the Qingzhou Kendo Conference is very important to various chambers of commerce. It’s not just about buying and selling things, sometimes the brand value of a store is also extremely important. "Have you heard? A fierce man has come to Qingzhou Ancient City and set up a sword platform at the city gate. If you want to enter the competition channel, you must defeat him." "What? There is still such an arrogant person? Qingzhou is full of talented people, yet you dare to be so arrogant?" "Arrogant? You probably don't know this yet, but this guy has already won 170 games. The disciples of the Four Thunder Sword Sect and the White Cloud Sword Sect have all been defeated by him. Almost all the well-known sects in Qingzhou have lost to him." "One hundred and seventy consecutive wins? All the Four Thunder Sword Sects lost?" On the official road, as voices rang out one after another, many people were discussing things about the ancient city of Qingzhou. It can be said that this matter is not only hotly discussed in the entire Qingzhou, but now the whole Jin State is discussing this matter. The Sword Standing Stage itself is worthy of attention, and with the addition of 170 consecutive wins, it is even more exaggerated. On the official road, Su Changyu heard these people's heated discussions, but he was not at all moved. That's a matter between geniuses, none of your business. Anyway, I won't go to join in the fun, so I won't be embarrassed. Just at this moment, suddenly, there was a burst of noise behind me. "Ancient beast warhorse?" "My goodness, a warhorse like this must cost at least several hundred taels of silver, right?" "Brother, can you please stop embarrassing yourself? This is an ancient beast warhorse, bred from a demon beast. A warhorse like this is worth at least a thousand gold coins." "A thousand gold? Do you think I'm stupid? Is this horse worth a thousand gold?" "Nonsense, look at it yourself, isn't this horse different from an ordinary horse? It's a war horse, it can go to the battlefield, it can survive in all kinds of harsh environments, and to say it can travel a thousand miles a day is an insult to it. An ancient beast war horse can travel three thousand miles a day, and being worth a thousand gold is just an expression. A war horse like this is worth at least three thousand taels of gold, do you understand?" "The most important thing is that this kind of warhorse is generally used by the Jin royal family. In other words, you can't buy it even if you have money. The person on this carriage must be either rich or noble." "Three thousand taels a horse? That's almost as much as my lunch money." "Brother, stop bragging, it's boring." "It turns out that there are so many things to pay attention to when it comes to a horse. I've learned something, I've learned something." The crowd was in an uproar and full of discussion. At this moment, the war horses behind the official road gradually appeared in front.
These war horses are covered in armor, and each one is much stronger than ordinary horses. Moreover, every warhorse had a fierce look in its eyes. The sound of horses' hooves as they walked on the official road was unmistakable and eye-catching. This is a team of twenty followers, riding on ancient beast horses. Each follower has an indifferent expression, giving people a feeling of being kept at a distance. But the most luxurious thing was not these ancient beast horses, but the carriages in the team. The entire carriage was pulled by six ancient beast horses, and the body of the carriage was made directly of gold and gems. This kind of trip can be said to be very impressive. Along the entire official road, everyone's eyes were fixed on this carriage. The official roads of the State of Jin allowed cultivators to walk, but they were not allowed to fly with swords, so the only means of transportation that could be displayed was the horse-drawn carriage. If we count them all, not counting other things, just the war horses, there are twenty-six in total, and each one is worth three thousand gold, which means there are seventy-eight thousand taels of gold. Su Changyu made an estimate in his mind, and then his expression was filled with shock. Seventy-eight thousand taels of gold. What kind of concept is this? This is a amount of money that Qingyun Dao Sect could never earn in a lifetime. Rich people are just outrageous. Su Changyu looked at these war horses with envy in his heart, but soon Su Changyu felt uncomfortable again. He didn't know if he would have the chance to ride in such a carriage in his lifetime. A real man should be like this. Su Changyu watched quietly. However, he knew that if he didn't have such a carriage in this life, he would have to wait until the next life. Su Changyu said nothing and led Ye Ping forward. Ye Ping's mind was full of thoughts about merit. Ten days ago, he spent seven days in the Linhe Ghost Tomb to convert the resentful souls. I will convert everyone I see within a hundred miles. That is to say, Ye Ping has a total of seven hundred merit powers in his body. That’s right, it’s the power of seven hundred merits. After all, resentful spirits are not ordinary ghosts. Although it is said that there are millions of resentful souls in the Linhe Ghost Tomb, in reality these resentful souls will fight each other, devour each other's resentful power, and thus improve themselves.
Therefore, the number of one million resentful souls was a bit exaggerated. Ye Ping converted seven hundred resentful souls within seven days, which was already a remarkable achievement. Think about Kūkai, the famous Buddhist disciple in Jin State. It was considered a happy event if he could convert one hundred resentful souls in seven days. With the power of seven hundred merits, Ye Ping planned to go to the ancient city of Qingzhou to think carefully about how to use it. "Stop, stop." It was at this time. Suddenly, a sound was heard. A handsome man came out of the carriage and shouted loudly to stop. In an instant, the entire carriage stopped and the twenty followers looked around vigilantly. The chief guard was even more puzzled. "Top, what is this?" His eyes were full of curiosity. Not only him, but the monks around the official road were also very curious. "Teacher, teacher." The handsome man who walked out of the carriage shouted loudly to the left, which attracted the curiosity of countless monks. The voice sounded. Ye Ping, who was calculating the power of merit, suddenly came to his senses. He followed the sound. The voice sounded familiar, so I looked to the right. Soon, a familiar face appeared in Ye Ping's eyes. "Li Yu?" Ye Ping was a little surprised. He knew the handsome man in the carriage and they had a decent relationship. When he first traveled through time, Ye Ping devoted himself to studying, and later participated in several gatherings among scholars. Because he praised himself to everyone he met, Ye Ping was widely praised in the literary circle. In addition, he made witty remarks from time to time, and his fame grew, and he got to know more and more people. It was also because of this that Ye Ping also participated in several large-scale literary gatherings. He even held banquets and drank alcohol while drunk, and competed in literature for three months. Since then, he became famous. After becoming famous, Ye Ping came into contact with immortal cultivation by chance and learned that there were immortal cultivators in this world. So he gave up literature and pursued immortality, and eventually came to Qingyun Taoist Sect. The handsome man in the carriage turned out to be one of her little fans, whom she met at an event.
Ever since he wrote an article at the event, Li Yu has been pestering him every day, saying that he wants to be his disciple. However, Ye Ping did not accept him as his disciple, mainly because the other party was only a few years younger than him, and he did not have the face to accept him as his disciple, so he never agreed. Later, Xiao Li left for something and he also went to practice Taoism, so we hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. Ye Ping was a little surprised that they would meet here unexpectedly. "Student Li Yu, nice to meet you, teacher." After seeing Ye Ping's reaction, Li Yu was overjoyed and jumped directly from the carriage, appearing extremely excited. Then he came to Ye Ping and bowed respectfully. "A robe embroidered with golden patterns of mountains and rivers?"