No one really thinks cultivating immortality is difficult, right?

He was a middle-aged man, who looked a little thin. He was wearing a plain green robe, with a wooden sword lying at his feet. He stood on the edge of the cliff, staring quietly into the distance, as if in a daze.

"Fellow Daoist, I am Su Changyu from the Qingyun Dao Sect. I am lost in the mountains. I hope you can tell me where this place is? Where is the nearest ancient city?"

Su Changyu seemed very polite, but his tone was still a little urgent.

After all, he has been trapped in this damn place for more than half a month. What Su Changyu wants to do most now is to leave here, return to Qingyun Taoist Sect, and then lie down in peace in the sect for a while.

But after a while, the middle-aged man did not answer, which made Su Changyu stunned.

"Fellow?"

Su Changyu shouted again tentatively.

After waiting for a while, the other party still didn't answer.

"Old friend?"

"Brother?"

"Brother?"

Su Changyu still didn't give up and continued calling out to the other party.

But the other party was like a stone. No matter how I shouted, he just ignored me.

This made Su Changyu even more depressed.

I finally met someone, but I didn’t expect that he wouldn’t talk?

I have been so unlucky for several lifetimes.

Just when Su Changyu was feeling depressed, he noticed a few words under the middle-aged man's feet.

After taking a closer look, Su Changyu became excited.

What is Kendo?

I'm familiar with this.

When he saw the wooden sword beside the other party, Su Changyu suddenly understood what was going on.

The middle-aged man in front of me is probably the kind of middle-aged swordsman who is frustrated and unsuccessful in everything he does. He has begun to doubt himself and the way of the sword, so he is thinking about life here.

Thinking of this, Su Changyu couldn't help but observe the middle-aged man carefully.

After a while, Su Changyu confirmed his guess.

Because the other person looks so miserable, he must be the kind of middle-aged person who is frustrated and confused.

With the addition of these four words on the ground, Su Changyu became more certain of his thoughts.

After understanding what happened to the other party, Su Changyu thought of a countermeasure in an instant.

"Cough cough!"

Su Chang coughed lightly to moisten his throat, then spoke slowly.

"What is the way of the sword?"

"A blade of grass can cut off the sun, moon and stars."

"It's for the way of the sword."

Su Changyu's voice was not loud, but when he said this, it had an inexplicable penetrating power.

The middle-aged man, who was as still as a rock, came back to his senses after hearing these words.

His lifeless eyes also showed a little bit of spirit.

At this moment, the middle-aged man moved.

He turned around, a little dazed, but his eyes were full of curiosity as he stared at Ye Ping.

"A blade of grass can cut off the sun, moon and stars?"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself. He looked at Su Changyu, seemingly still in his daze, and was just surprised by this sentence.

At this moment, Su Changyu did not speak.

Su Changyu even took a step forward, came to the edge of the cliff, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky.

When it comes to showing off, no one can match me, Su.

Soon, the middle-aged man came to his senses.

He couldn't help but look at Su Changyu.

On the edge of the cliff, as rays of sunlight fell on Su Changyu's body, coupled with Su Changyu's peerless appearance, it gave people an inexplicable illusion that Su Changyu was an unparalleled swordsman.

However, the middle-aged man could tell at a glance that Su Changyu was not some peerless swordsman, but just an ordinary cultivator.

But what made him curious and surprised was how these words could come out of this ordinary person.

Oh, no, he looks very extraordinary, even the most extraordinary person I have ever seen.

Sadly, it's trash.

He looked at Su Changyu curiously, but didn't say anything.

Feeling the other person's gaze, Su Changyu couldn't help but smile slightly in his heart.

Sure enough, there is nothing that can't be solved by installing a beep. If one can't solve it, just install another one.

"You are confused about what the true way of the sword is, right?"

The two of them were silent for a long time. Finally, seeing that the other party was still silent, Su Changyu couldn't help but speak.

After all, he wanted to leave here, and if he continued to stay in a stalemate, he would waste his time.

Hearing Su Changyu's voice, the man was stunned, and then he couldn't help but smile slightly.

But Su Changyu had his back to the other party, so he couldn't see anything, and he didn't know that the other party had already seen through everything.

"kindness."

The middle-aged man responded that perhaps he was just playing around for a moment and he was willing to cooperate with Su Changyu.

After saying this, Su Changyu continued.

"I am Su Changyu, the peerless swordsman. I see you today and I am willing to accept you as my disciple. I wonder if you are willing?"

Su Changyu continued to speak. In order to escape from this hellhole, Su Changyu was shameless. As long as he could escape, he would run away.

What apprentice or not? You and I are just casual acquaintances. You are not taking it seriously, are you? It's just for fun.

Just when Su Changyu's voice sounded.

The middle-aged man stood there in a daze.

His eyes were full of surprise.

Because...there are not many people in this world who dare to say they want to accept you as their disciple.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but speak.

"May I ask, Senior, do you know the Ancient Sword Immortal?"

The middle-aged man asked slowly.

Su Changyu was slightly stunned.

Ancient Sword Immortal?

What is Gu Jianxian?

I’ve heard of the Evil Sword Immortal, but who is the Ancient Sword Immortal?

"Ancient Sword Immortal? I don't know this unknown person. Is he famous?"

Su Changyu spoke calmly.

Is there such a person in Qingzhou?

Very impressive?

Su Changyu's answer made the middle-aged man burst out laughing.

He didn't know how to describe it.

The three names of Ancient Sword Immortal are an insurmountable mountain for sword practitioners all over the world.

But if I say it's very strong, it's a bit boastful.

He didn't expect that the other party didn't know him.

But come to think of it, this is just a small Lizhou, it's normal that they don't recognize me.

It was just that Gu Jianxian wanted to explain something, but suddenly, he fell silent again, with a smile in his eyes.

"Oh, Senior, are you willing to accept me as your disciple? But my aptitude is poor, I am afraid you will despise me."

Gu Jianxian spoke, seeming a little flattered.

Poor qualifications?

Hearing that the other party's qualifications were poor, Su Changyu couldn't help but feel relieved.

What he wants is poor qualifications. If his qualifications were good, he would not dare to do anything wrong.

Thinking of this, Su Changyu spoke slowly.

"For cultivators of my generation, man can conquer nature, so what if we have poor aptitude? I have a junior brother who has very poor aptitude, but he won the second place in the Qingzhou Sword Competition in just three months without showing off. Do you think aptitude is important?"

Su Changyu spoke slowly.

Second in Qingzhou Kendo?

Gu Jianxian was silent for a moment.

His last impression of this kind of kendo tournament was three hundred years ago, but that was not a kendo tournament, but the Ancient Arena of the God of War.

Thinking of this, Ancient Sword Immortal nodded and said, "Senior, you are right. I am the one who is stupid."

Then he continued with a smile: "Thank you for not abandoning me, Senior. I am willing to take you as my teacher."

Ancient Sword Immortal said this.

"Okay, in that case, I will accept you as my disciple, but only in name only. I am not a particular person, so I don't care about the kneeling ceremony. We can talk about this after you become my official disciple."

"Are you willing?"

Su Changyu was lying when he said this, so it was impossible for him to really accept Gu Jianxian as his disciple.

"Of course, I am willing."

Ancient Sword Immortal chuckled.

When Su Changyu heard the other party's agreement, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Very good, the trick was successful.

"Okay, since you want to be my master, I will not be stingy. When we return to the sect, I will teach you a peerless sword technique. By the way, what is your name?"

Su Changyu asked.

"My disciple's name is Gu Mingshi,"

Ancient Sword Immortal spoke and said his name.

"Gu Mingshi? There is such a name? How about this, I will call you Lao Gu from now on?"

Su Changyu said so.

After all, given the age of this man named Gu, it would be a bit inappropriate to call him Xiao Gu, so it would be better to call him Lao Gu.

"This master is casual, the name itself is just a title."

Ancient Sword Immortal said in a very easy-going manner.

He didn't care what his name was, and it would be nice to change his name, at least he could try out the identity of an ordinary person.

"Well, very good. In that case, Lao Gu, you lead the way. I want to discuss the way of the sword with you."

Su Changyu's voice rang out.

Let Gu Jianxian lead the way.

The latter did not complain at all and was happy to lead the way.