Qingyun Daozong Hou Cliff.

Su Changyu has already set up his pose.

He stood on a huge rock, wearing yesterday's robe, and looked like the Taoist fairy style. He held the sword in his right hand and placed it behind him. As the breeze blows, his long hair flutters, vividly interpreting the sword fairy's posture.

He was pondering.

It’s not about thinking about some swordsmanship, but about how to fool myself, the junior brother.

Su Changyu understood that although it was a fool, he must not fool around.

There must be some basis, but exaggeration and rendering should be performed on the basis.

In other words, you must brag logically and not make up randomly.

It's a bit difficult, but Su Changyu feels that he can do it.

It was just as Su Changyu was thinking.

Suddenly, with a sound, Su Changyu woke up.

"Junior brother Ye Ping, pay homage to senior brother."

Hearing Ye Ping's voice, Su Changyu woke up from contemplation.

His face was calm, without a trace of turmoil.

"Yeah, have you had breakfast?"

Su Changyu asked calmly, but did not look at Ye Ping. It was not that he looked down on others, but that he set off his arrogance.

"Brother, it's not yet."

Hearing this, Ye Ping remembered that he hadn't had breakfast yet.

"It's good not to eat. We wait for the monks to practice Qi. Eating less grains is good for the health."

Su Changyu said this.

Ye Ping nodded. He understood that the grains were full of toxins, and after eating them, they would leave dirt in their body, which would have certain obstacles to their practice.

But at this moment.

Su Changyu's voice rang again.

"My junior brother, Master asked me to teach you the swordsmanship, but not everyone teaches you the swordsmanship. If you don't have the talent for swordsmanship, even if you pass them on to you, it will be difficult for you to understand. So, Senior Brother asks you a question. If you answer it, Senior Brother will pass on your swordsmanship. How about it?"

Su Changyu seemed a little unfathomable.

He did not intend to teach Ye Ping Jiandao directly, but asked a question first and set the atmosphere up before talking about it.

If you teach Ye Ping's swordsmanship casually, wouldn't it seem like you are very cheap?

However, the atmosphere was the atmosphere, Su Changyu still looked at Ye Ping with a squint. If Ye Ping showed unhappiness, he would say it immediately, but I think my junior brother has a little bit of swordsmanship, so this question is fine.

The main thing is to see whether Ye Ping is up to the Tao or not.

On the other hand, Ye Ping.

After hearing this again, not only did he not show any unhappiness, but instead nodded seriously.

"My junior brother understands that the sword lineage seems simple but contains the great way. Please speak up. If the junior brother really doesn't have talent, he dare not bother the senior brother."

Ye Ping was a little excited.

He has watched this plot.

Often, when a peerless master teaches a certain secret method, he will not teach it directly, but will ask a question.

Moreover, these problems are all problems that seem very simple but contain artistic conception.

Thinking of this, Ye Ping couldn't help but feel a little nervous again.

What if I can't answer this?

After hearing Ye Ping's words, Su Changyu couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Oh, so well-educated?

Can you even pull out the road?

You guys, it's promising, good, very good.

Since you are so good at it, don’t blame your senior brother.

Su Changyu was in a happy mood, but he was still in a arrogant manner on the surface. He looked back, stared at the world, mountains and rivers, and then spoke slowly.

"Junior brother, do you know what is sword art?"

The sound rang.

Ye Ping couldn't help but remain silent.

I guessed it right at all.

It is indeed a problem that seems very simple, but contains supreme artistic conception.

Ye Ping took a deep breath.

He was pondering.

What is swordsmanship?

If you are a normal person, you are afraid you will answer what killers are swordsmanship, and people are swordsmanship like gentlemen.

But this question is obviously not such a superficial question.

You have to bring your own artistic conception in it.

What is swordsmanship?

Ye Ping pondered for a long time, and for a full hour, Su Changyu, who was standing on the huge rock, felt a little uncomfortable.

Brother, I have been standing for an hour, can’t you just answer it casually?

I am so tired from standing, my hands are so sore, can I answer quickly?

Please!

Su Changyu regretted that he was pretending so much.

Ye Ping never answered, and he didn't dare to change his posture. He could only turn his back to Ye Ping, and put his right hand behind him to hold the sword. Although he was a monk, he couldn't stand the punishment for an hour.

Finally, just one and a half hours later, Ye Ping gave an answer.

However, Ye Ping's voice is relatively small.

A tentative answer.

He didn't dare to answer randomly, so he could only rack his brains and pick out a few sentences from the novels he had read to answer.

"Senior brother, is the heart of swordsmanship?"

After Ye Ping said this, he was a little scared.

After all, it was my first time cultivating immortality and practicing swords for the first time. The other party was a peerless sword master. If the answer was dissatisfied with others, wouldn’t it be a waste of the opportunity?

However, when Su Changyu heard this answer again, he was slightly stunned.

Hey!

This answer is interesting.

It's better than what he answered back then.

Something is a little bit.

However, although the answer was good, Su Changyu turned around, changed his posture quietly, then shook his head, and said arrogantly.

"wrong."

That's right, it's just wrong.

He didn't care what Ye Ping answered at all. No matter how Ye Ping answered, his answer was wrong.

If you agree directly, wouldn’t it seem sloppy?

"Then, heaven and earth are swordsmanship?"

Ye Ping still asked tentatively.

"It's also wrong."

Su Changyu continued to speak.

"The sun and the moon are the sword path?"

"Are still wrong."

"All things are swordsmanship?"

Ye Ping asked tentatively again.

He really doesn't know how to answer this question.
To be continued...