At 7 pm.
In the Qingyun Dao Sect.
As the last bit of sunlight disappeared, Ye Ping slowly heaved a sigh of relief.
"Eldest Senior Brother, I'm done."
Ye Ping said with a smile.
He was quite confident in his painting skills. Besides, after joining the immortal sect, Ye Ping always felt that he had been sublimated in all aspects. Hence, he was very satisfied with the painting.
When Su Changyu heard Ye Ping's words, he immediately moved and looked at the rice paper in front of Ye Ping.
It was superior rice paper that could be split into three pieces without affecting its quality. If such rice paper was properly stored, it could be passed down for thousands of years.
The value of such a piece of rice paper would be measured in terms of feet, and each foot would cost one tael of gold.
This portrait was four and a half feet long and two and a half feet wide because it was meant to depict a person and scenery.
In other words, this piece of rice paper was worth eight taels of gold.
However, Su Changyu didn't understand.
He looked at the painting.
In the painting.
The sunset covered the sky and the Qingyun Mountain Range was like a fairyland on earth. The flowers and trees were vivid and lifelike, especially in certain details.
However, the most eye-catching thing was the man in the portrait.
The man's face was not fully drawn, and only his side profile was drawn. However, Ye Ping managed to depict the aloof and indifferent aura of a Sword Immortal.
The man was naturally Su Changyu.
In the portrait, he was standing on the cliff and gazing at the sunset. There was an indescribable artistic conception that made one feel that he was extremely beautiful.
"This painting is good."
Although Su Changyu was not cultured, he did not go against his conscience.
Ye Ping's painting was indeed good, but the only problem was that he did not portray his handsomeness. However, it was not that Ye Ping was not good enough, but rather, he was too handsome. Hence, Su Changyu didn't think much of it.
At the thought that he could surpass Ye Ping in terms of handsomeness, Su Changyu somehow felt happy.
"I'm glad that you're satisfied, Senior Brother."
Ye Ping smiled slightly and then took out a square seal before stamping it on the upper right corner of the painting.
That was his seal.
The words' Householder Qing Lian 'were written on it.
"Senior Brother, take it."
Ye Ping rolled up the painting and handed it to Su Changyu.
"Sorry to trouble you, Junior Brother."
Su Changyu nodded, but before Ye Ping could say anything, someone spoke up.
"Changyu, come quickly."
It was Daoist Tai Hua's voice.
"Little Junior Brother, continue comprehending the sword mark. I'll take my leave first."
After saying that, Su Changyu quickly left and walked towards Daoist Tai Hua.
Soon, Su Changyu walked towards Daoist Tai Hua.
"Master, what's wrong? Did you borrow some money? "
Su Changyu was a little curious as he didn't understand why Daoist Tai Hua suddenly looked for him.
Could it be that he had borrowed some money?
"I didn't manage to borrow it, but I thought of a good way."
Daoist Tai Hua said with joy.
"You got it? What is it? "
Su Changyu was a little surprised. He really couldn't imagine that with his master's wisdom, he would be able to think of another good solution apart from borrowing money.
"Changyu, I might not have borrowed any silver this time, but I passed by a pawnshop. Our ancestors have left a lot of things behind, haven't they? Why don't we pawn them all off? "
"Although it's hard to sell 100 gold taels, I can at least exchange it for some silver taels. With the starting capital, I can think of another way. Anything is possible within two months."
Daoist Tai Hua said with a smile.
"Pawn?"
Su Changyu looked a little helpless.
He thought that his master had thought of a good idea, but he didn't expect it to be such a lousy one.
Most importantly, what else was valuable in the Qingyun Dao Sect?
"Sect Leader, will it work?"
Su Changyu remained skeptical.
"It has to work even if it doesn't work. If there's really no other way, I can only make a trip to my distant cousin. She comes from a wealthy family and 100 gold taels are probably nothing to her."
Daoist Tai Hua said seriously.
"You have a distant cousin? Why didn't you say so earlier? Why are we still pawning then? Let's go look for her now. "
Su Changyu didn't expect his master to have a distant cousin.
"You don't understand, my cousin is a little eccentric …"
At the mention of his cousin, Daoist Tai Hua was a little embarrassed.
"A little eccentric? That's normal, which rich person doesn't have some eccentricities? "
Su Changyu said indifferently.
"No, her eccentricities are very odd. She's attracted to men."
Daoist Tai Hua said with a serious expression.
"Attracted to men?" Su Changyu frowned slightly. 'Isn't that normal?'
"Alas, it's not what you think it is. In short, unless it's absolutely necessary, I won't look for this cousin of mine. Alright, don't talk nonsense. Follow me down the mountain. Let's go, let's not waste time."
Daoist Tai Hua did not elaborate.
He simply pulled Su Changyu down the mountain without bothering about anything else.
In the rear cliff.
Ye Ping was completely ignorant of all this.
After Su Changyu left, Ye Ping continued to have an epiphany.
He wanted to comprehend the sword momentum as soon as possible, but after mastering the complete sword technique, Ye Ping vaguely felt that it wouldn't take long before he could comprehend the sword momentum.
At the thought of this, Ye Ping looked at the sword mark on the ground and entered a state of epiphany again.
Perhaps it was because he had mastered the complete Sword Dao.
Ye Ping looked at the sword mark again, only to see that there was a different change.
In his mind, the four figures were continuously performing the Four Thunder Sword Techniques.
A sword momentum suddenly spread around Ye Ping.
The withered grass and leaves flew up and surrounded Ye Ping.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The dull sound of thunder sounded at the rear cliff, and Ye Ping's epiphany was several times faster than before.
Until early in the morning.
Ye Ping opened his eyes.
He raised his hand, and in an instant, a terrifying sword momentum spread from his body.
Whoosh!
An invisible Sword Qi appeared and swept up the withered grass and leaves on the ground before hitting a piece of gravel, leaving a faint sword mark.
If Su Changyu were there, he would probably abandon his sword because Ye Ping had actually completed the condensation of the sword momentum overnight. Although it was only at the initial stage, it was still … heaven-defying.
At the same time …
In Qingzhou.
Taiyue Sword Sect.
There were three major sects in Qingzhou, and the Taiyue Sword Sect was one of them. It was a first-grade immortal sect.
There were 3,000 elite disciples in the sect and it was considered famous.
At this moment …
On the Sword Comprehension Cliff of the Taiyue Sword Sect.
Several young elites were sitting cross-legged under the Sword Comprehension Cliff, comprehending the sword moves.
There was an extremely sharp sword mark on the Sword Comprehension Cliff.
It was left by Daoist Siji, the best Sword Dao powerhouse in Qingzhou.
Yes, it was Daoist Siji.
In the past, Daoist Siji owed the Taiyue Sword Sect a favor. Now that the Sect Leader of the Taiyue Sword Sect had asked Daoist Siji to leave a sword mark, he hoped that the younger generation of Sword Dao elites could comprehend it.
And this sword mark was left on the Sword Comprehension Cliff.
The sword mark was terrifying.
There was even the sound of thunder.
That was the real sword intent mark.
Compared to Su Changyu, it was simply an insult to Daoist Siji.
At this moment …
All of a sudden, a soft thunder sounded.
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