At the gate of Qingyun Daozong Mountain.
Several dilapidated temples stood tall, and the paint on the walls of the temples had fallen off a lot.
Outside the main hall, there is an incense burner, a lonely incense is burning, filled with a kind of poverty all the time.
Today, Su Changyu got up early.
As the elder brother of Qingyun Daozong.
It is his turn to welcome the head.
Of course, welcoming the return of the head is a trivial matter, the key point is how to start the game to fool yourself, the new junior brother.
He has already arranged for the other juniors to do their own thing. It is best not to have too much contact with the juniors in the early stage.
Let's keep it a mystery.
Of course the most important thing is the first impression.
Su Changyu knows how important a first impression is.
It is precisely because of this that Su Changyu even put on his own battle robe, the Qingzhou Jinxiu Daoist robe issued by the top 500 finalists in the Qingzhou sword test.
Putting on the Taoist robe, the temperament of the whole person has also been greatly improved, especially with a three-foot green blade, which makes him look like a peerless sword fairy.
Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Su Changyu felt a little emotional.
I'm so handsome, and I look good, but why am I a mediocre person
He couldn't help but sigh with emotion, after all, with his good looks, many people mistakenly thought he was a master.
But paper can't hold fire, it's easy to lie once or twice, if you can't show your true skills, you will be exposed sooner or later, so Su Changyu doesn't like going down the mountain very much, and it is quite happy to be a senior brother quietly in Qingyun Daozong.
It was at this time.
Su Changyu put down the bronze mirror.
Calculating the time, it was already noon, and the master probably would be back soon.
Thinking of this, Su Changyu walked out of the room.
When he came outside the mountain gate, Su Changyu stood quietly on a small hillside, his eyes became very calm, and his handsome face appeared to be unfathomable.
The three-foot Qingfeng sword was suspended in front of him, and the whole person stood with his hands behind his back, the posture was already set, and he was waiting for this little junior brother who had never met before to take the bait.
That's it, less than a stick of incense time.
Two figures slowly came into view.
At this moment, Su Changyu felt a little nervous, but soon he stabilized his emotions, and showed his unique temperament vividly and vividly.
Qingyun Daozong Mountain.
Ye Ping, who hiked up the mountain, was already out of breath.
Mountain climbing is physical work. For a mortal who has never practiced martial arts or immortality, the winding mountain road is more tiring than moving bricks.
If it weren't for his will to cultivate immortals, Ye Ping would have given up long ago.
Ye Ping's forehead had already seen a lot of sweat, and walking in the mountains was a bit uncomfortable, but Taoist Taihua still looked extremely light, without any dust on his body.
It was also when Ye Ping was full of envy.
Soon, a figure caught his attention.
Not far away, on a hillside.
A twenty-seven or eight-year-old man stood with his hands behind his back.
The man was handsome, wearing a jade crown and a embroidered robe. A three-foot Qingfeng sword was suspended in front of him, and his eyes were as deep as stars.
"Sword Fairy"
This word came to Ye Ping's mind involuntarily.
The figure not far away satisfied all Ye Ping's fantasies about the sword fairy.
Handsome and unrestrained, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, Fengshen is handsome, like a sword fairy.
Especially those eyes, indifferent to everything, as if everything in the world is nothing more than this in the eyes of this person.
Ye Ping froze in place.
To be honest, before joining this sect, Ye Ping felt that this Qingyun Taoist sect should be a very poor sect, otherwise, a monk without spiritual roots like himself could be admitted
But when Ye Ping saw this young man.
Suddenly, Ye Ping felt that he might be wrong.
Maybe this sect looks like an unpopular sect on the surface, but in fact it is a hidden sect. Everyone in the sect is a big boss, and any one of them can take him off the ground.
Thinking of this, Ye Ping couldn't help but get excited.
At this moment, Ye Ping couldn't help but speak slowly.
"There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and you must lower your eyebrows when you meet me."
He said this from his heart, because it was the only sentence that could match the man in front of him.
Only this sentence can describe the temperament of this peerless sword fairy.
Ye Ping couldn't help being excited.
And Su Changyu couldn't help being taken aback.
He could hear Ye Ping's voice.
This poem made him slightly taken aback.
There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and they must lower their eyebrows when they meet me.
This sentence is a bit interesting.
Very good, enough to pretend to beep, this sentence is mine from now on.
Su Changyu was delighted, he didn't expect to come out to greet the head of the sect, and even got such a pretentious verse for nothing.
Okay, very good, very good, this little junior is on the road.
But soon, Su Changyu withdrew the joy in his heart, his face remained calm and indifferent, but at this moment, he looked at Taoist Taihua, and bowed respectfully.
"I have met the master, and welcome the master back."
The voice sounded, warm as jade.
"En." Taoist Taihua nodded. He had been watching this scene just now. He watched Ye Ping's every move, including every change in expression, and naturally knew that Ye Ping was being bluffed.
But although he was happy in his heart, Taoist Taihua still tried his best to keep calm.
After all, you have to play the whole thing when you are acting, so why not
"Changyu, what are you doing here?"
Taoist Taihua spoke slowly and asked Su Changyu.
And the latter held the long sword, and then said.
"Reporting to Master, this disciple is here to comprehend the Dao of the Heaven and Earth Sword, and also come to welcome Master's return by the way."
Su Changyu was not ashamed when he opened his mouth, he just wanted to comprehend the way of swordsmanship in heaven and earth, which made Taoist Taihua slightly taken aback.
Although I sent letters and asked them to pretend to be peerless experts, there is no need to pretend like this, right
When you come out to greet, you can greet, and you can also talk about the way of the world and the earth sword
But Taoist Taihua heaved a sigh of relief after seeing Ye Ping's even more shocking expression.
As long as Ye Ping is willing to believe, it's okay to exaggerate, the point is to keep people, and other means don't matter.
"Since that's the case, then you should study hard here, Ye Ping, this person is your elder brother, Su Changyu, go and pay your respects."
Taoist Taihua spoke.
Ye Ping woke up immediately, then took a few steps forward, and then bowed to Su Changyu.
"Junior brother Ye Ping, pay homage to senior brother."
Ye Ping opened his mouth and also bowed and saluted, appearing extremely respectful.
"Brother, you are being polite. Since you were chosen by the master, it also proves that you have some talents, and the brother has no talent, so I will give you a chance to make good fortune. You should be enlightened."
While speaking, Su Changyu waved his hand, followed by a gust of breeze.
In an instant, Ye Ping felt relaxed and happy, as if his whole body had been sublimated.
Taoist Taihua on the side was even more amazed in his heart.
If you are poor, you can be poor, and a breeze can be said to be a good fortune. I really didn't expect that my big disciple would be so good at pretending to beep
It's a pity that such a good talent for pretending to beep.
"Thank you, big brother."
Ye Ping didn't know what kind of method it was. As a traveler, this kind of fairy magic was like a miracle in his eyes.
I don’t care if it’s a chance or not, anyway, this elder brother is definitely a master