Su Changyu left.
But he soon returned.
It was not that he had forgotten something, but the more he thought about it, the more scared he was.
After all, the sword technique just now was a sword technique that he made up.
The starting stance was indeed the Chuanhe Sword Technique, but the few moves in the middle were all made up by himself. They were purely the kind of sword moves that looked majestic, but were actually useless in actual combat.
Ye Ping was more straightforward, and Su Changyu was afraid that Ye Ping would be in trouble if he was too straightforward.
Hence, Su Changyu returned.
He planned to let Ye Ping demonstrate it to him before repeatedly reminding him. That way, he wouldn't be too persistent.
Soon, Su Changyu arrived at the back cliff.
On the other hand, Ye Ping did not practice the sword and instead closed his eyes to meditate, seemingly thinking about something.
"Little junior brother."
Su Changyu shouted and Ye Ping immediately opened his eyes with a look of bewilderment.
"Eldest Senior Brother, why did you come back?"
Ye Ping was a little curious. He had just sat down and was contemplating the Heavenly River Swordsmanship. To his surprise, Su Changyu was there again.
"Junior Brother, show me the Milky Way Swordsmanship just now. I'm worried that you're not suitable for this set of swordsmanship."
Su Changyu went straight to the point without mincing his words.
"Oh, okay."
Ye Ping nodded and then picked up the sword beside him.
"Senior Brother, can you wait? I had some ideas just now, so I wanted to think about them. "
Ye Ping was a little nervous.
After all, wasn't practicing swordsmanship for a peerless Sword Dao powerhouse the same as showing off in front of Guan Yu?
In particular, Ye Ping was afraid that he would make a mistake after reading it once. Hence, he thought about it for a while.
"Don't worry, I'll wait for you."
Su Changyu didn't think much of it.
"Then please wait a moment, Senior Brother."
Ye Ping did not say anything and simply stood on the spot, closed his eyes, and then began to think about the sword technique.
The sword move immediately appeared in Ye Ping's mind.
There were many sword shadows in his mind.
The nine sword moves continued to be deduced.
This set of Milky Way Sword Technique had a majestic sword momentum. In the mind, the sword moves were extremely exquisite, giving people an unparalleled sense of oppression.
It was as if he was not facing a river, but a vast ocean.
But why was it called Milky Way Swordsmanship?
All of a sudden, Ye Ping fell into deep thought.
However, after a while, Ye Ping suddenly understood.
What is the Milky Way?
The Milky Way suspended in the sky was the Milky Way.
The Heavenly River was the Milky Way.
No ocean is bigger than the Milky Way.
All of a sudden, Ye Ping completely understood.
Not far away.
Su Changyu's feet were a little numb.
He was a little regretful about coming over. He was also a little depressed about why Ye Ping had such a bad memory.
Why did it take him so long to think about the sword move he had just executed?
Can't you hurry up?
I'm so tired.
Can't you hurry up?
Just as Su Changyu was letting his imagination run wild …
All of a sudden, Ye Ping struck.
Hua.
It was the sound of waves.
It was not the cry of a sword, but the sound of waves.
In an instant, Su Changyu froze in shock.
Ye Ping's sword momentum was like a rainbow, and after the first move, he executed the next move smoothly.
Every move was like a heavy wave.
Each move was stronger than the last.
The twentieth move.
The fiftieth strike.
The hundredth move.
Su Changyu was dumbfounded. He had only demonstrated nine moves to Ye Ping just now. Why was there more than a hundred now?
Besides, the more moves he executed, the stronger Ye Ping's aura became, just like the waves in the ocean.
Layer after layer, layer after layer, stacking up endlessly.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
A gust of wind swept through and all the branches and leaves within dozens of meters were swept up while the ancient trees trembled.
It was not a sword momentum.
It was just a sword move. Ye Ping kept waving his sword and the withered leaves actually undulated like waves.
Boom.
The 365th move.
Ye Ping stabbed his sword.
In an instant, the sound of an explosion filled the air.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Ten meters in front of Ye Ping, sand and pebbles flew everywhere and the terrifying explosion was deafening.
However, Su Changyu was dumbfounded.
'This is the damn Heavenly River Swordsmanship that I just taught? '
Su Changyu froze on the spot.
He could tell that Ye Ping's sword momentum had traces of what he had taught him just now, but the power of the two was worlds apart.
Su Changyu did not know how to describe Ye Ping's sword momentum.
The only thing he knew was that if he were to fight Ye Ping, he would probably have to prepare a coffin in advance.
Although he was mediocre, he was still a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refinement.
However, Ye Ping didn't even have a cultivation level. Yet, he was so strong.
'Is there any justice in this world? '
'Is there any law? '
'I'm so jealous. '
After snapping back to his senses, Su Changyu was extremely jealous.
He really didn't expect Ye Ping to comprehend the Heavenly River Swordsmanship in just two hours.
He was furious and jealous.
Not far away, Ye Ping put away his long sword and then looked at Su Changyu with a nervous expression.
"Eldest Senior Brother, I'm lacking in aptitude. I'm afraid I can't display the essence of this sword technique."
Ye Ping told the truth.
The reason being, he felt that this set of sword techniques was extremely different and much more profound than the Four Thunder Sword Techniques. It definitely wasn't as simple as the 365 sword moves.
It was the Heavenly River Swordsmanship.
"It's indeed average, but it's not bad for you to be able to perform 365 moves in a short period of time. Okay, Ye Ping, continue pondering."
Su Changyu said indifferently.
However, he felt extremely upset.
He didn't want to speak anymore.
He just left.
Ye Ping looked at Su Changyu who was leaving and subconsciously thought that he was too lacking in aptitude, so he didn't want to say anything more.
At the thought of this, Ye Ping couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Eldest Senior Brother, don't worry, I will definitely work hard and strive to be 1% as good as you are in my lifetime."
Ye Ping vowed solemnly.
Su Changyu almost staggered and fell to the ground.
'1% as good as me? '
'Are you humiliating me? '
'Kill my heart. '
'Kill my heart. '
'Okay, okay. '
'Little Junior Brother, Little Junior Brother. '
'I, Su Changyu, swear that I will definitely come up with a set of sword techniques that even you won't know. '
'I don't believe that you can learn everything. '
'If you can learn the next set of sword techniques. '
'I will swallow all the flying swords in Jin Nation right in front of you. '
'I will dip it in sauce and swallow it. '
Su Changyu clenched his fists tightly under his robe. He swore in his heart that he would definitely come up with a set of sword techniques that Ye Ping wouldn't be able to comprehend.
Definitely! Definitely! Definitely!
He had suffered a huge blow.
He just wanted to be alone now.
Just like that.
Late at night.
In the Qingyun Dao Sect, Xu Luochen walked out of the house with a frown while holding a book in his hand.
"The four main ingredients of the Blood Nourishing Pill are Beneficial Grass, Blood Vine, Dried Heart Root, and Good Nourishing Leaf. The nine supplementary herbs are …"
Xu Luochen muttered to himself and seemed to be reciting something.
However, he soon picked up the book in his hand, glanced at it, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"Wrong again, it's not the Dried Heart Root. The Dried Heart Root is the main ingredient of the Critical Death Pill. Xu Luochen, Xu Luochen, why can't you remember it? The alchemy assessment is coming up soon. If you don't pass it this time, you'll fail for the eighth time. "
Xu Luochen lamented to himself.
However, Xu Luochen soon saw a figure on the cliff in the distance.
It was Su Changyu.
He was quietly staring at the stars in the sky, looking extremely depressed.
"Eldest Senior Brother's condition has been getting worse recently."
"Ah, Eldest Senior Brother is just too impatient. No matter how poor Ye Ping's aptitude is, he shouldn't be like this, right?"
"Isn't it just poor aptitude? Who in the Qingyun Dao Sect doesn't have poor aptitude? He doesn't have any patience at all. "
"As a teacher, he doesn't have any patience at all. He gets frustrated every time he encounters something. He's really useless. How is he going to be the Sect Leader in the future?"
"Tomorrow, I'll go and teach this little junior brother a lesson. I'll let him know what it means to be a master."
Xu Luochen couldn't help but shake his head in disapproval. Immediately afterwards, he continued to recite the prescription.
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