No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

On the eve of the war.

late at night.

The sky is full of stars hanging from the sky.

In a mansion, Sikong Jiantian sat quietly in the main hall.

And in front of him was a figure kneeling.

"Lord Sikong, the latest news from the Tianjianyuan, the Demon God Sect has sent seventy-two dishas to the ancient city of Qingzhou."

"The higher-ups have spoken, if there is any loss this time, you will be fully responsible for it, Mr. Sikong."

The voice rang out, emotionless.

"Seventy-two earth demons? They really think highly of me."

Sikong Jiantian was a little surprised, he didn't expect that he would actually attract the seventy-two earth spirits.

The Demon God Sect is a famous Demon Sect in the Great Xia Dynasty. The reason for its fame is not because it is strong, but because the Demon God Sect is the most brutal. They are holding a sacrifice to revive the birth of a Demon God. They sacrificed a living person and violated the righteous way. The monk's bottom line.

Among the Demon God Sect, there are the leader and deputy leader, the four great kings of the underworld, the twelve kings, the thirty-six celestial gangs, the seventy-two earth demons, and the next ones are the ten thousand commanders, the thousand commanders, and the hundred commanders.

The seventy-two earth demons are all Jindan monks, and the highest ranked ones may have even reached the Nascent Soul Realm.

Sikong Jiantian didn't expect that he could actually attract the seventy-two earth spirits.

But that's not the point.

"I am fully responsible? Then if I solve it perfectly, what reward will the Supervisory Court give me?"

Sikong Jiantian asked like this.

"It's said above, this is your job, and it should be done well. If you don't do it well, please go back and prepare to be punished, Mr. Sikong."

The other party's voice was still full of calm, without any emotion.

At that moment, Sikong Jiantian couldn't help frowning.

But soon, Sikong Jiantian shook his head and said.

"Go back and tell the higher-ups that I showed myself specially this time to show them off. They will definitely come to the ancient city of Qingzhou to watch the battle tomorrow, and then I will invite you into the urn."

"They're shaking people, but they don't know what I'm thinking."

"Do you really think that I came to the ancient city of Qingzhou without any preparations? I want to kill all the minions of the seventy-two lands before they come, and then hang their bodies above the city gate, and let the ten kingdoms Let’s take a look, what is the end of joining the Demon God Church.”

When Sikong Jiantian said this, he stood up directly and said: "Okay, you can go back and resume work."

"As ordered."

The latter didn't have any emotion and just disappeared in place.

Just like that, time passed slowly.

Yin time.

It was light.

The ancient city of Qingzhou was still overcrowded, especially today, the duel between Ye Ping and Wang Minghao, and the decisive battle between Sikong Jiantian and Su Changyu made the city full of wind and rain.

In the spectator seats of the kendo conference, every position was sold for a thousand taels of gold, which made the ancient city of Qingzhou earn a lot of money at once.

However, a figure seemed very lonely.

Li Changye walked out of the ancient city of Qingzhou dragging his body tired.

His eyes are extremely complicated.

Originally, he thought this was the beginning of his road to invincibility, but unexpectedly, this was the end.

However, Li Changye didn't think that his swordsmanship was too weak, he felt that he was completely careless.

But if you lose, you lose.

Even though there were hundreds of millions of unwillingness in his heart, Li Changye still chose to leave this sad city.

He wanted to go back and find his master, but he didn't know if he was defeated or not.

I had no choice but to go back to my teacher.

But just as Li Changye walked out of the ancient city, a figure hurriedly chased him up.

A pharmacist who heals.

"Li Changye, Li Changye."

The pharmacist chased after him, looking a little hurried.

When Li Changye looked back, he was also a little curious, not knowing what the other party was going to do.

"Li Changye, look at my memory, I forgot to tell you something, Ye Ping, do you still remember?"

The pharmacist gasped.

"Remember"

Hearing the name Ye Ping, Li Changye felt a little depressed, but considering that the other party was a pharmacist who saved his life, Li Changye could only endure it.

"Ye Pin asked me to bring you a sentence. He said that he really didn't mean it. He said that he didn't understand what you said at first. Let me ask you where you live. He will definitely come to the door to apologize in the future."

The pharmacist spoke very seriously.

Li Changye: "???"

What's the meaning?

Want to humiliate me?

Murder?

Ye Ping, I will fight with you.

After Li Changye heard these words, his whole face turned red, he was angry.

He is so angry.

I'm leaving, do you still want to humiliate me?

puff.

In an instant, Li Changye was about to vomit blood again.

And the pharmacist quickly took out a bottle of blood-enriching pills and said: "Li Xiaoyou, you are seriously injured, take this bottle of medicine with you on the road, don't be brave in the future, swords have no eyes."

"Li Xiaoyou, why are you crying?"

"Don't cry, don't cry, man, what are you crying for? Isn't it just that you lost a sword test? At worst, come back next year. This year is really strong. Next time you come, if you are lucky, you may be able to get five hundred Stronger."

"Don't cry, don't cry."

The pharmacist kept comforting Li Changye.

The latter walked directly into the city without saying a word.

He won't go back, he wants to find him for a one-on-one fight after the kendo conference is over.

If he doesn't win back, Li Changye can't swallow this breath.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

At that moment, Li Changye was walking towards the city, looking extremely excited.

And at this moment, in the ancient city.

With a ray of setting sun falling on Ye Ping.

At this moment, Ye Ping couldn't help but opened his eyes.

On the eve of the battle, Ye Ping had been comprehending the sword intent.

Outside the ancient city of Qingzhou that day, Ye Ping was able to condense his sword intent, but in the end he did not choose to condense his sword intent because the Four Thunders Sword Technique and the Tianhe Sword Technique were not the most suitable sword intent for him.

It is precisely because of this that Ye Ping has been thinking about what kind of sword intent he really needs during this period of time.

What kind of sword intent should be condensed.

Sword repair, triple realm.

Sword move, sword momentum, sword intent.

Once you condense your sword intent, no matter how strong your sword is, you will be directly suppressed.

So Ye Ping was very eager to condense his sword intent earlier.

But after seven days of hard thinking, he still couldn't condense his sword intent, but fortunately, the Qingzhou Sword Dao Conference is coming to an end.

After the kendo conference is over, after returning to the sect, I will ask the big brother for advice.

Thinking of this, Ye Ping collected his mood and rushed to the Kendo Conference.

Now that he has made it all the way to the semi-finals, Ye Ping is still in a good mood.

Although he won all the way to the semi-finals, it doesn't matter whether he wins or not, anyway, the leader said that as long as he can get a good ranking, he can become a regular.

Ye Ping didn't expect to be number one, as long as he could become a regular, he could be second, third, or fourth.

It was with this thought in mind that Ye Ping came to the Kendo Conference.

And this day's kendo conference has already formed a human wall, the ten floors inside and outside are packed with people, and some nearby restaurants are even more overcrowded, which can be described as a rare scene.

With Ye Ping's appearance, there were deafening shouts in an instant.

"Ye Ping, Ye Ping!"

"Ye Ping is here! Ahhh, Senior Brother Ye Ping is even more handsome today."

"Senior brother? Sister, you don't even look at how old you are, is it a bit inappropriate to call you senior brother?"

"You don't care how old I am, do you know what it means to be a young woman and a young woman, flying through the clouds?"

"What do you mean? I really don't understand, why do you female cultivators have so many tricks?"

"Please, stop chatting, I can't stand it."

In the kendo competition, it can be said that there is a lot of people talking and sweating like rain.

Ye Ping is used to such scenes. After all, he also has many fans in the Jin country literary world. Although it is not so exaggerated, there are quite a few, just like Li Yu.

That's all.

An hour later.

A voice sounded.

"Qingzhou Kendo Tournament, semi-finals, Ye Ping vs. Wang Minghao."

The voice rang out.

Two figures also slowly appeared on the main arena.

Ye Ping's appearance is elegant and easy-going, showing the temperament of Confucianism and immortality.

Wang Minghao's appearance looks ordinary, but he has won eight games in a row, so his strength is naturally good.

This battle has attracted much attention.

There is another one behind!