No one really thinks cultivating immortality is difficult, right?

The first column is [Kendo]

"Okay, I will attend on time tomorrow. Thank you for your help, Junior Sister Li."

Ye Ping nodded and said so.

After hearing this, Li Yue couldn't help but smile: "Senior Brother Ye, you are too polite. Oh, by the way, Senior Brother Ye, there will be a Lantern Festival in a few days. I wonder if Senior Brother Ye is interested. Many talented men and women will go. It is the most grand festival in the capital of Jin State."

After the notification, Li Yue suddenly spoke up and invited Ye Ping to participate in the so-called Lantern Festival.

"We'll see when the Lantern Festival comes."

Ye Ping knew that the Lantern Festival was the most important festival in the State of Jin. The State of Jin ruled the country with culture and was friendly and respectful to scholars. Therefore, the Lantern Festival was a relatively important festival in the hearts of scholars in the Ten States.

However, the most important thing right now is to comprehend the peerless sword intent of the Jin State Academy.

Compared to this kind of holiday for fun, Ye Ping still thinks it is better to practice.

"Okay, I'll ask you later. There's no rush. Brother Ye, I'll leave first."

Li Yue spoke, then turned and left.

After Li Yue left.

Ye Ping continued reading.

But this time, what he was reading was not a book of strange stories, but a sword manual.

That's it.

In the blink of an eye.

On the second day.

at this time.

It's still dark.

At the Jin State Academy, Elder Li arrived at the Jin State Sword Washing Pool early, his eyes full of anticipation.

Because today, he is going to teach Ye Ping swordsmanship.

Chapter 145 What do you think of Elder Li's swordsmanship? Ye Ping: It's inferior [New Book Request Everything]

Jin State Academy.

Next to the sword washing pool.

Li Jiang stood on a cliff. He looked at the group of Jin disciples below the cliff with an extremely calm expression.

He is the number one swordsman in the State of Jin. His golden elixir is perfect, and he is only half a step away from condensing the sword intent. Even saying half a step is a bit modest. He only needs that last little bit to condense the sword intent.

However, this tiny bit is a huge gap. If one wants to truly condense his own sword intent, he needs an opportunity, which may take several years at the fastest, or even impossible to condense in this lifetime.

However, under the cliff.

Four or five hundred disciples stood beside the sword-washing pool. They all raised their heads and looked at Li Jiang.

Although the new disciples did not know who Li Jiang was, they knew that Li Jiang was an elder and they were in awe of him.

However, these fourth-generation and even third-generation disciples are full of admiration for Li Jiang.

"Brother, who is this Elder Li? He seems very powerful."

"Yeah, it looks strong."

"Just by looking at Elder Li, I feel an indescribable aura."

This group of new disciples couldn't help but ask.

As soon as these words were spoken, the fourth generation senior brother spoke up.

"Very strong? Oh, you are too ignorant."

"Elder Li Jiang is the best swordsman in Jin. He understood the sword at the age of five, entered the sword path at the age of ten, and condensed his sword power at the age of twelve. Now he is five hundred and fifty years old and ranks first in the swordsmanship of Jin."

"It can be said that among all the sword masters in Jin State that you know, there is not a single one who does not respect Elder Li."

Four generations of senior brothers spoke up and told the origins of Elder Li Jiang.

But soon, three generations of senior brothers also spoke up.

"Not only that, Elder Li is only one step away from condensing his sword intent. As long as he takes this step, Elder Li will make a big splash."

"Elder Li's sword intent is very terrifying. He has integrated the sword intent into his own realm. Don't think that Elder Li is just a golden elixir."

“But in fact, as long as Elder Li can condense the sword intent, he can condense the Nascent Soul. By then, his sword skills can at least be ranked among the top 100 in the ten countries.”

A third-generation senior brother added this, his expression full of admiration.

After hearing this, all the new disciples couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"You are lucky. You are able to listen to Elder Li's sermons right after you arrived at Jin State Academy. To be honest, I have only met Elder Li twice in my fifteen years at Jin State Academy."

"Yes, you five generations of disciples are really lucky. Every elder of the Jin State Academy is a well-known figure in Jin State. Every word they say contains the meaning of Tao."

"You must listen carefully to every word Elder Li says. It will be of great benefit to you, and to us as well."

"I don't know if Elder Li suddenly wanted to come over and give a sermon."

The third and fourth generation disciples were talking about this, because they did not expect that Elder Li would suddenly give a lecture. Not only Elder Li, but other elders also opened their own platforms.

This surprised many monks in the academy.

"Hey! Isn't that Senior Brother Ye Ping?"

Just when everyone was sighing, a voice suddenly sounded, and for a moment everyone's eyes could not help but look into the distance.

far away.

A white robe appeared in everyone's eyes.

This is Ye Ping. He is wearing a white robe. He looks handsome, with excellent temperament, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, but he does not have any sense of sharpness. On the contrary, he has the temperament of a peerless Confucian immortal, which makes people feel extremely friendly.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Senior Brother Ye looks even more handsome."

"Yes, so handsome. Senior Brother Ye is not only powerful, but also extremely handsome. He is truly a peerless man."

"If I could marry Senior Brother Ye, it would be the blessing I have cultivated for ten lifetimes."

"Don't even mention marrying Senior Brother Ye. Even if I could become Senior Brother Ye's concubine, I would be willing."

The voices of some female cultivators were heard. Their eyes were full of peach blossoms as they stared at Ye Ping intently, wishing they could swallow Ye Ping up.

"Really? Can't you be a little more reserved? Isn't it just that you are strong and handsome? Is it necessary to be like this?"

"Yeah, don't all women like handsome and capable men?"

"I heard that handsome men are usually scumbags who specialize in deceiving the hearts of you women."

A male cultivator also spoke up, his tone full of sourness.

"Humph, so what if it's a little scumbag? I enjoy it. I like it."

"Yeah, even if it's just for one night, I like it. It's better than following some ugly and scumbag, right?"

"If a male cultivator is not a scumbag, a female cultivator will not love him. Do you understand?"

"Don't be jealous, don't you male cultivators like a beautiful and powerful female cultivator?"

The voices of this group of women rang out, fighting back forcefully.

After hearing this, all the male cultivators fell silent.

To be honest, what these female practitioners said was not wrong.

The new disciple was fine and could still speak a little.

But this group of third and fourth generation senior brothers were different. When Ye Ping appeared, their faces were full of embarrassment and shame.

After all, Ye Ping gave him a good lesson a few days ago. How could it not be awkward when they met again?

"Hello, brothers and sisters."

Ye Ping came in front of everyone, his tone was calm and he bowed gently.

"I've met Senior Brother Ye."

"I have met Senior Brother Ye."

Hearing Ye Ping's voice, all the new disciples bowed to Ye Ping.

Ever since Ye Ping single-handedly defeated all the fourth-generation and third-generation disciples in the martial arts arena, the position of the fifth-generation chief senior brother has been established in their hearts.

Therefore, when they saw Ye Ping, they treated him as a junior brother or sister and were extremely respectful.

In fact, this respect was no less than that they showed to Elder Li Jiang.

The few third and fourth generation disciples were a little embarrassed. They didn't know how to answer. They didn't have the nerve to call Ye Ping "junior brother".

But they didn't have the nerve to call Ye Ping "senior brother", so they could only nod awkwardly and get by.

"Brother Ye, do you still remember me?"

Just at this moment, a woman in black clothes came up, looking very familiar.

It’s Mo Xuan.

"Of course I remember Junior Sister Mo."

Ye Ping still had an impression of Mo Xuan, and the main impression was because of the name Mo Xuan.

So I have a slight favorable impression.

"Brother Ye, I haven't seen you for a few days. I feel that your strength has improved again. You are truly a peerless genius."

Mo Xuan's personality tends to be outgoing, and she also wants to cling to Ye Ping's thighs, so she speaks in a very attentive manner.

"Junior Sister Mo, you are too kind."

Ye Ping smiled calmly. He did not feel disgusted by Mo Xuan's praise. After all, who would be disgusted by someone who admires them?

Just, at this moment.

On top of the cliff.

When Li Jiang noticed Ye Ping's appearance, he couldn't help but get extremely excited.

You know, eight days ago, all the elders of the academy fought fiercely for who would teach Ye Ping Taoism first, and finally the order was decided by drawing lots.

What made Li Jiang happy and excited was that he became the first person to preach and receive instruction.

So Li Jiang believed that he was Ye Pingtian's destined master, otherwise why was he the first one? And not someone else?

It was for this reason that Li Jiang prepared for the lesson for eight days. He had decided to teach Ye Ping the sword skills well.

Shocking Ye Ping, in this case, Ye Ping would definitely feel that he is the strongest person in Jin State Academy.

By then, won’t Ye Ping beg me to be his disciple?

Thinking of this, Li Jiang became excited. If not all the disciples were gathered here, Li Jiang would have laughed out loud.

"Cough cough!"

The next moment, Li Jiang regained his composure and coughed lightly, but this cough attracted everyone's attention.

In an instant, all the disciples turned their eyes to Li Jiang, including Ye Ping.

Feeling everyone's gaze, Li Jiang slowly glanced at everyone. He did not stay on Ye Ping for any longer.

Because he needs to rely on this kind of indifferent character to attract Ye Ping.

"There are three thousand great ways, and the way of sword is supreme."

After looking at everyone, Li Jiang's voice slowly sounded.

His voice was not loud, but it was filled with magical power, so it rang in everyone's ears, coupled with his indifferent temperament and an extremely sharp sword force.

It really gives me the feeling of being a kendo master.

Everyone was amazed, their eyes full of anticipation.

Only Ye Ping frowned slightly.

Among the three thousand great ways, swordsmanship is supreme?

Isn’t this a bit exaggerated?