Chapter 62: Master, don't you really think I'm weak? Everything](1/2)
It’s not Taihua Taoist who speaks straightforwardly.
It’s not that he didn’t know how much Su Changyu had.
With this ability, he still went to the Qingzhou Jiandao Conference?
Not embarrassed?
It's almost the same for you to let your junior brother go.
Taoist Taihua looked at Su Changyu, not knowing what to say.
However, Su Changyu was not angry at all.
He just stared at Qingyun Dao Sect and then spoke slowly.
"Master, don't you really think I'm weak, do you?"
His voice was calm, but his eyes were full of confidence.
After saying this, Taoist Taihua was stunned in place, and Xu Luochen also came to his senses and looked at Su Changyu with a surprised look.
"Okay, I will teach you the junior brother Jiandao these days. Master, please come and help me and my junior brother sign up, buy firecrackers, set up a banquet to welcome the return of Qingzhou First and Qingzhou Second."
Su Changyu said calmly. After saying this, he walked directly to the Dao Sect without looking back, leaving a lonely figure.
After a long time, Xu Luochen's voice slowly rang out.
"The highest level of deceiving is to even deceive yourself. Master, you should give me some guidance to my senior brother. Otherwise, if this continues, my senior brother will definitely be broken by others when he goes down the mountain."
Xu Luochen thought seriously.
Taoist Taihua also found it difficult to recover from his senses for a long time, and seemed to feel a little uncomfortable.
"Master, don't feel uncomfortable either. Senior brother is like this. I'm just now and I'll just be angry. Just enlighten me."
Xu Luochen saw that Taoist Taihua was silent and couldn't help but continue.
However, Taoist Taihua shook his head and said.
"It's not this that I feel uncomfortable with, but Chang Yu actually pretended in front of his master. Will this be better in the future?"
Taoist Taihua talked to himself, his words were full of helplessness, and then he walked towards the Qingyun Taoist Sect.
There are still many things to deal with now.
Ye Ping's paintings sold for 50,000 taels of gold.
Among them, in order to create a top-grade flying sword for Ye Ping, it cost 20,000 taels of gold, and the remaining 30,000 taels of gold, Taoist Taihua exchanged some spirit stones and left some treasure money.
The spirit stone must be left for Ye Ping, and he plans to build the Qingyun Daozong for the remaining treasure money.
Not to mention anything else, at least, should Dao Zong be renovated?
It is almost time to advance to the third grade. If the sect is still so dirty, what kind of pride is it?
After you advance to the third grade, there will be more places to spend money.
However, Taoist Taihua also knew that if the Qingyun Dao Sect could become bigger and stronger in the future, 99% of the credit would still be based on Ye Ping, so Taoist Taihua would also have a clear idea of what he thought, and when the Qingyun Dao Sect really advanced to the third level.
After making money, he returned the money from selling paintings to Ye Ping as much as possible.
What we need to do now is to develop the sect, which was his lifelong dream.
Taoist Taihua is gone.
Only Xu Luochen was left.
Xu Luochen didn't say anything.
He glanced at the sky and it was almost time to go, so he walked straight to the cliff and brewed his emotions first, otherwise he would be afraid that he would not be able to cry.
That's it, seven days passed in a blink of an eye.
During these seven days, Taoist Taihua has been thinking about the future of Qingyun Dao Sect, and has prepared for all matters of all sizes.
During these seven days, Su Changyu did not go to Ye Ping, but took the top-grade flying sword and flew in Qingyun Daozong's sword all day long. This flying sword was bought for Ye Ping, and Su Changyu was not reluctant to let it go, but just wanted to experience the pleasure of flying with a sword.
As for Xu Luochen, during these seven days, he had food, accommodation and transportation on the cliff, and seemed to have been irreversible. No matter who persuaded him, it would be useless.
However, it was on this day.
In the cliff behind the sky.
Terrifying spiritual energy came from all directions.
With a dull sound in Ye Ping's body, he heard.
The ten spiritual veins in the body were doubled and then hidden in the body.
Twenty-five days of practice.
Ye Ping officially completed the first recast.
That's right, it's the first recast.
During these 25 days, Ye Ping broke through from the first level of Qi training to the tenth level of Qi training.
Until now, the recasting has been completed directly.
At this moment, Ye Ping also completely understood how powerful this supreme Qi training method is.
The tenth level of Qi training is the perfection of Qi training.
However, after recasting, the spiritual veins in the body will double, which is equivalent to twice the strength of the mana.
Ye Ping had an intuition that, relying on this mental method alone, he had re-edited it, but it was even stronger than when he was practicing the third and fourth levels of Qi.
This is just a rework.
If you practice it ten times, twenty times, fifty times, one hundred times, three hundred and sixty-five times?
Ye Ping dared not think about it anymore.
And the most important point is that in the eyes of outsiders, one's own realm is the first level of Qi training.
This is simply an excellent way to confuse the enemy.
Think about it, if you practice it five times and ten times, it seems that you only have one level of Qi training, but in fact it is even stronger than a foundation-building monk. Who can withstand this after a surprise attack?
Thinking of this, Ye Ping couldn't help but sigh.
Senior sister, peerless master.
However, Ye Ping ignored one element, his physique was different from ordinary people. He practiced the ancient gods and demons, and his normal practice was extremely strong. In addition, this can be said to be stronger.
At this moment, suddenly, a bright light appeared above the sky.
Then a familiar figure appeared in Ye Ping's eyes.
It's the eldest brother, Su Changyu.
Above the sky, Su Changyu was wearing a green robe and a green flying sword, which slowly landed in front of Ye Ping like a peerless sword immortal.
This appearance shocked Ye Ping.
Although he knew that this was the world of cultivating immortals, it was the first time he had seen Su Changyu steering a flying sword.
Su Changyu himself looks very much in line with the appearance of a sword immortal. Now he controls a flying sword, and the four words "The Peerless Sword Immortal" are fully displayed.
"My junior brother, how are you doing lately?"
Not far away, Su Changyu slowly walked down from the flying sword. He looked at Ye Ping and asked calmly.
"It's been a good time recently, my junior brother has met my senior brother."
Ye Ping came to his senses and bowed.
"Senior Brother, what kind of flying sword is this? Is it your exclusive flying sword?"
After bowing, Ye Ping looked at the blue flying sword, his eyes full of curiosity.
I had never seen Su Changyu drive the flying sword before, so he was naturally a little curious.
"No, there is no flying sword worthy of the senior brother in this world. This is the top-grade flying sword, the Qingyue Sword. Your senior sister has already taught you the peerless Qi refining method. Sooner or later, you need a flying sword. But considering that your realm is not strong enough, give a top-grade flying sword first, so as not to not even have a decent weapon."
Su Changyu opened his mouth and pretended to behave with a sting.
This top-grade flying sword is worth 2,000 low-grade spirit stones and is the most precious treasure of the entire Qingyun Dao Sect.
It was not his Su Changyu who blew it. If Taoist Taihua bought him such a flying sword, he would have been in the top 300 in the Qingzhou Swordsman Conference.
But Su Changyu knew that even if he sold it, he would never be able to afford it in his whole life.
Top-grade flying sword!
Except for the three major Dao Sects in Qingzhou, which other sect can give disciples such flying swords?
Su Changyu has been experiencing the pleasure brought to him by the flying sword every moment during these seven days. To be honest, the longer the experience is, the harder it will be for Su Changyu to give up.
There were several times when Su Changyu thought about asking Taoist Taihua to mention it and give it to himself.
But in the end, Su Changyu gave up this unrealistic idea.
After all, Youdao is a good horse with a good saddle. This kind of flying sword in your own hands is purely a decoration.
To be continued...