No one really thinks cultivating immortality is difficult, right?

Ye Ping frowned, because in his memory, no matter whether it was the eldest brother, the second brother, or even the third brother, they never talked about how powerful their Tao was.

Instead, they believe that there are three thousand great ways, and all of them can lead to enlightenment.

Even someone as strong as Su Changyu, the eldest senior brother, has never said anything like the supremacy of swordsmanship.

As expected, the Jin State Academy could not compare to the Qingyun Taoist Sect.

For someone who can say such things, it seems that his swordsmanship is not very strong.

Ye Ping couldn't help but feel very disappointed. He thought that the elders of the Jin State Academy would at least have some abilities, right?

But I didn't expect that he was so confident. No wonder the Jin State's academy has been in decline.

Ye Ping thought so.

And on the cliff.

Although Li Jiang did not look at Ye Ping on the surface, his eyes were always on everyone, especially Ye Ping. He just wanted to see Ye Ping's expression.

Everyone's expression was shocked, and many people were even full of expectations, but Ye Ping frowned, which made Li Jiang feel confused.

What does Ye Ping’s frown mean?

Do you think what I said was not good?

This is impossible. This sounds so domineering. Among the three thousand great ways, the way of swordsmanship is supreme. Am I wrong?

Oh~ I understand.

Suddenly, Li Jiang understood.

Ye Ping didn't think that what he said was bad, but what he said made Ye Ping think.

When ordinary people hear someone else speak, their first reaction is either to agree or to deny.

But a true genius will think for himself and have his own judgment when hearing anything.

Yes, yes, yes, that’s it.

Wow, it turns out that geniuses are different from ordinary people.

Li Jiang admired Ye Ping even more in his heart.

But why is there one person frowning?

Why are you frowning when your qualifications are so poor?

Oh, no, it’s true that you should frown if you have poor qualifications, and it’s normal not to understand.

Li Jiang regained his composure and stopped thinking about it.

Instead, he continued to speak.

"Today, I will teach you the true meaning of the sword."

Li Jiang opened his mouth, and as soon as he finished speaking, he drew out a flying sword.

The flying sword was golden in color and shone even brighter under the sun.

The next moment, Li Jiang raised his hand, and all of a sudden, thousands of golden sword shadows appeared, flooding an area.

"The so-called sword art is supreme, but the real sword art focuses on sword moves and sword postures."

"So a truly powerful swordsman must know more sword moves. The more sword moves you have, the more powerful your swordsmanship will be."

"In the Sutra Library, there are 36,000 volumes of sword manuals. If one day you can comprehend all of them, you will be ranked among the top ten sword masters in Jin State."

Li Jiang's voice sounded. He was teaching and gave a simple account based on his own understanding of kendo.

But it must be said that Li Jiang was indeed extremely pretentious when he was preaching.

As soon as he made a move, thousands of sword energies appeared, giving people an indescribable feeling of oppression, as if everyone present would die here with this sword.

"May I ask Elder Li if the ultimate level of swordsmanship is to comprehend endless sword moves?"

A disciple spoke up and asked Li Jiang.

On the cliff, Li Jiang nodded directly.

"That's right. The ultimate of swordsmanship is endless sword moves. You often get stuck in bottlenecks when practicing swordsmanship. It's not because of a lack of understanding."

"It's because you have learned too few sword moves, so naturally, you are prone to getting stuck."

"If you can master 30,000 different sword moves, then you can naturally condense sword power."

"And if you can master a million different sword moves, you can condense the sword intent."

Li Jiang spoke like this.

After these words were spoken, all the disciples showed expressions of sudden enlightenment, but Ye Ping was still frowning, and his frown even tighter.

Because Ye Ping discovered that every word Li Jiang said was completely opposite to what his senior brother taught him about the way of swordsmanship.

The more sword moves you have, the greater the power. There is nothing wrong with this statement.

But the problem is that kendo breakthroughs are not based on sword moves at all.

It's just like when I comprehended the sword style, it was only 144 sword moves. Even the Tianhe sword style only had a few thousand sword moves.

Although he did not comprehend the sword intent, it had nothing to do with the sword moves. Rather, it was because his comprehension of the sword intent was not enough and he had not found his own sword intent.

However, everyone has his own understanding of Kendo.

Ye Ping understood this, so he didn't say much.

But there is one thing Ye Ping can be sure of, Li Jiang is not as good as his senior brother.

This may be the difference between the peerless sword immortal and ordinary sword practitioners.

Ye Ping thought so.

"Elder Li, how many sword moves have you mastered?"

A disciple asked this question.

After saying this, Li Jiang couldn't help but look at this person again.

Very good, he is a sensible disciple.

Know what to ask.

"Well, my talent is average. So far, I have only comprehended 360,000 sword moves."

Li Jiang opened his mouth slowly. Although his words sounded a little modest, they were actually full of pride.

Sure enough, after hearing this, all the disciples were shocked again.

Three hundred and sixty thousand sword moves, what does that mean? Among them, the one with the best sword skills probably only knows two or three thousand sword moves at most, right?

Thirty-six thousand sword moves, can you remember them?

Feeling the shock of the crowd, Li Jiang was fine. Although he was a little proud, he was more concerned about Ye Ping.

He didn't care whether others were shocked or not, the focus was Ye Ping.

Ye Ping was shocked, and then he was satisfied.

But when Li Jiang glanced at Ye Ping, he found that Ye Ping still had a frown on his face, which made Li Jiang feel inexplicably embarrassed.

Why does it take so long to think about a problem?

Can't you change your expression?

Can you give me some reaction?

Could it be that what I said was too exaggerated, causing Ye Ping to be unable to recover for a long time?

Li Jiang thought so in his heart.

Thinking of this, Li Jiang continued to speak.

Start a long speech.

In order to shock Ye Ping, Li Jiang revealed almost everything he had hidden in his heart.

An extremely shocking theory of kendo.

The group of disciples were fascinated by what they heard.

But Ye Ping's brows were getting more and more furrowed.

The more I listened, the more I felt there was a problem.

Mo Xuan, who was standing aside, was holding a notebook and recording frantically with a smile on his face.

For others, this kind of preaching can give people an epiphany and improve their personal strength, but for Mo Xuan, it is something that can make them rich.

If I wrote down the experience of Jin State's number one swordsman, and modified it a little bit and turned it into a simplified version, wouldn't it be a great success?

But soon, Mo Xuan noticed Ye Ping's expression.

As a perceptive writer of secret books, Mo Xuan immediately felt that Ye Ping seemed to have some opinions.

Thinking of this, Mo Xuan's voice could not help but sound quietly.

"Brother Ye, what do you think of what Elder Li said?"

Mo Xuan opened his mouth and asked.

When the voice sounded, Ye Ping woke up from his thoughts. He glanced at Mo Xuan, and then looked at Li Jiang who was talking incessantly on the cliff.

Finally he lowered his voice.

"Although Elder Li's swordsmanship seems good, it focuses more on form than meaning, and is not a top-notch swordsmanship."

"Even...I fell behind."

Ye Ping spoke and expressed his understanding.

Just saying this.

For a moment, Li Jiang on the cliff was stunned.

Under the cliff, all the disciples were also stunned.

The Sword Washing Pool in Jin State suddenly became completely quiet.

call!

call!

Gusts of wind blew, rippling the Sword Washing Pool.

Everyone fell silent.

All eyes involuntarily fell on Ye Ping.

Everyone's eyes were filled with astonishment and shock.

Ye Ping's voice was not loud.

But the problem is that everyone present is a cultivator, and the worst is a foundation-building cultivator.

Don't say you whispered.

Even if a mosquito flaps its wings a hundred meters away, they can hear it clearly.

What’s more, Ye Ping said it directly?

Everyone was stunned.

They really didn't expect that Ye Ping would dare to say such a thing?

Li Jiang is the best swordsman in Jin State.

After practicing swordsmanship for five hundred years, he has achieved great accomplishments.

Although everyone's swordsmanship is different.

But how could a new disciple dare to say that Elder Li Jiang's swordsmanship was inferior?

Bro, we know you're a tough guy.

But could you not be so aggressive?

Elder, you dare to comment?

How about you go up and tell the story?