No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

Chapter 79 The ancient city of Qingzhou, set up a sword platform 【New book asks for everything】

Su Changyu was a little confused.

He suddenly found that Ye Ping was gone.

For a moment, Su Changyu was stunned.

"Where is Lord Ye?"

Kukai was also a little curious, he looked around, but didn't find Ye Ping's figure.

It's over!

Ye Ping disappeared?

Su Changyu was completely dumbfounded.

If Ye Ping disappeared, he felt that he would be skinned by Taoist Taihua.

No, it's not just as simple as peeling off the skin, Su Changyu even feels that the whole sect will not let him go.

Ye Ping, Junior Brother Ye, where have you been?

Brother is teaching you the Supreme Sword Art, so come back quickly.

Su Changyu's mood fell to the extreme, he didn't even know what to say.

Feeling Su Changyu's silence, Kukai couldn't help but speak slowly.

"I see the auspicious person and sky of the benefactor Ye, and obviously there will be no danger. Don't worry about it, benefactor Su."

He comforted Su Changyu.

But Su Changyu couldn't help but took a deep breath and said, "Master Kong Hai, can you accompany me to find my junior brother?"

Su Changyu opened his mouth, he knew that he should not panic now, he had to stabilize his mind.

But Su Changyu was more worried. If something happened to Ye Ping, no matter how Taoist Taihua treated him, Su Changyu would not let him go.

Regardless of whether Ye Ping is a genius or not, the only thing he knows is that Ye Ping is his younger brother, so he naturally does not want his younger brother to have an accident.

"it is good."

Kukai directly agreed.

"Changyu, thank you mage."

Su Changyu settled his mind, and then scouted around, trying to find Ye Ping's whereabouts based on footprints or traces.

Just like that, the figures of the two gradually disappeared.

And at this very moment.

Thousands of miles away, a major event also happened in the ancient city of Qingzhou.

With the arrival of the Qingzhou Kendo Conference, many monks gathered in the ancient city of Qingzhou.

The ancient city of Qingzhou was overcrowded with traders, spectators, and tourists.

At the east gate of the ancient city, there is a priority channel specially provided for participating disciples. All disciples who sign up for the competition can take the priority channel to avoid delaying the competition.

But it's at the east gate.

A young man set up a sword platform to make friends with his sword.

This kind of behavior is practiced in almost every Qingzhou Kendo Conference. One reason is that the competition is approaching, making friends with swords and warming up in advance.

The second is to improve your prestige.

After all, the rules of the sword stand are very strict. When you set up the sword stand, you must respond to any battle, and you cannot refuse or rest.

In other words, wheel battles are allowed, and those who win ten consecutive battles can get special rewards from the ancient city of Qingzhou.

After all, to be able to win ten games in a row must be a famous hero.

Therefore, outside Qingzhou City, once someone sets up the sword platform, many people will surely gather to watch.

However this time is different.

Someone set up a sword stand at the passage.

The meaning is simple.

Only if you win him, you can go this way, if you don't win, you can only go another way.

This suddenly attracted countless monks to watch.

Setting up a sword platform and setting up a passage, this kind of behavior is simply rare.

You must know that the passage in the ancient city of Qingzhou is directly connected to the ancient city street. As long as you walk through this passage, you will definitely receive a lot of attention.

Just ask, how many young people don't like to pretend to be beeps?

But the channel was intercepted, which also angered many monks.

It's just that the monks in Qingzhou are shocked.

This young man may not be more than seventeen or eighteen years old, but his swordsmanship is extremely strong, and he fought fiercely in thirty-six rounds without losing a single one.

All of a sudden, the ancient city boiled up and down, and the water was blocked inside and out, barely leaving a way for the newcomers to challenge.

And just a quarter of an hour ago, a swordsman hero finally came to the ancient city of Qingzhou.

From the Four Thunder Sword Sect.

The number one swordsman in Qingzhou, Junjie.

All of a sudden, there were countless topics and attracted a lot of attention.

Dongchengkou.

Tens of thousands of monks formed a human wall, and there were thousands of figures in the sky, controlling flying swords, watching the battle.

"Four Thunder Sword Sect, Wang Jian, please enlighten me."

city gate.

Wang Jian was wearing the Taoist robe of the Four Thunder Sword Sect, holding a silver flying sword in his hand, and staring at the young man in front of him with piercing eyes.

This boy, who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, was handsome, but there was always a coldness between his brows.

Wearing a night starry robe, the clothes are dark but not thick, with a little bit of stars, looking very arrogant.

Unlike Su Changyu's aloofness, Su Changyu's aloofness is the aloofness of a peerless expert, but this young man's aloofness is the kind of indifferent aloofness, as if everything in the world is nothing more than that in his eyes.

The boy didn't speak, but just calmly drew out his long sword.

In an instant, Wang Jian couldn't help frowning.

But he didn't speak in the end, and made a move directly.

boom!

Thunder sounded.

Wang Jian's sword was like thunder, and the four thunder swordsmanship came out without any hesitation, and the powerful sword turned into a thunderous explosion.

Clang!

In just a split second, the boy immediately drew out his sword, and a terrifying sword force emerged, as if the night was coming.

puff!

When the two flying swords collided, it was just a face-to-face encounter. Wang Jian was knocked away, and the flying sword in his hand was also thrown out.

lost.

He lost directly.

One face-to-face, and you lose.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

Tens of thousands of monks watched this scene in shock.

Wang Jian is a well-known swordsman in Qingzhou. He learned from an elder of the Si Lei Sword Sect. That elder was the number one swordsman in Qingzhou back then.

But what I didn't expect was that I couldn't even withstand a face-to-face meeting.

Don't talk about them.

At this moment, Wang Jian was also stunned. He knew that the young man in front of him was very strong, but what he didn't expect was that he couldn't even catch the opponent's move.

This is outrageous.

"Four Thunder Sword Sect, that's all."

Winning Wang Jian, the young man didn't feel proud or happy at all. On the contrary, his eyes were full of emptiness.

There is no contempt in these words, just a feeling from the heart.

For a while, everyone couldn't help being silent.

A pair of eyes full of envy and jealousy fell on the young man.

The male cultivators were full of jealousy, while the female cultivators looked at the young man with peach blossoms in their eyes. It's a pity that they didn't know his name, otherwise some women would shout out.

"Hmph, what are you pulling, isn't it just knowing how to use swordsmanship?"

"Yeah, so arrogant, it's nothing more than Si Lei Jianzong, what's so great about bullying a disciple, if you have the ability to fight with Senior Four Seasons."

"That's right, that's right, why are young people these days so crazy?"

"No, no, no one thinks this is handsome, right?"

There was a voice, and he couldn't help but sneer.

But soon, there were other voices.

"Honestly, isn't it handsome?"

"One thing to say, it's pretty handsome."

"Isn't that handsome? Would you change him if I asked you to?"

"I'm so sour."

"Ma De, why is there such a strong man in this Qingzhou Sword Dao Conference? The outstanding disciple of the Four Thunder Sword Sect can't block a move?"

"It seems that this person will definitely win the first place in Qingzhou."

"Not necessarily. It is said that this Qingzhou Sword Dao Conference has mysterious rewards, and it is estimated that many real hermit powerhouses have been attracted."

Discussions rang out, most of them were male cultivators, some were envious and others were jealous.

But soon, the female nun's voice sounded.

"Wow, so handsome, this junior is really handsome."

"Hey, how can there be such a good-looking junior."

"This little junior is my favorite, ah, ah, I can't take it anymore, sisters, can you help me to ask him where he is from?"

The nun's voice sounded.

In an instant, countless male cultivators became even more jealous.

That's all.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

There are still less than 20 days left before the Qingzhou Sword Dao Conference.

Under the city gate, this boy has already won hundreds of games in a row.

Qingzhou became famous in one fell swoop, attracting experts from all sides to fight.

And at the same time.

Linhe ghost grave.

Two figures shuttled among the Linhe ghost graves.

Su Changyu and Kong Hai spent the past few days looking for Ye Ping's whereabouts.

It's just that after searching for seven days, I didn't find Ye Ping's whereabouts.

This made Su Changyu feel more and more flustered.

"Benefactor Su, do you find it strange?"

Kukai was walking in the mountains, he frowned thinking about one thing.

"strangeness?"

Su Changyu didn't think there was anything strange about it.

"We walked in the Linhe Ghost Tomb for seven days, but we didn't meet a single resentful soul, which is a bit unreasonable."

Kukai frowned.

Linhe Ghost Tomb is full of lonely and wild ghosts, not to mention meeting a lonely and wild ghost, but I have not met a single lonely and wild ghost for seven days in a row.

This is a bit outrageous, right?

Hearing what Kukai said, Su Changyu couldn't help being surprised.

yes.

I haven't seen a single resentful soul for seven days in a row.

Is this still Linhe Ghost Tomb?

Where is the ghost?

Are they all dead?

"What does the mage think?"

Su Changyu asked calmly.

"The poor monk suspects that a new ghost king may be bred in the ghost grave and swallow all these ghosts."

Kukai said so.

ghost king?