After a hundred moves, Jiang Ye lay on the ground a little embarrassed, chasing lightning and peonies scattered not far away, and Zhu Yu Qingzheng pressed the tip of his sword against his throat.

"Why don't you use that day's swordsmanship?" She asked.

"Shouldn't you be happy that you beat me?" Jiang Ye said with a smile.

"If I can't beat you in your heyday, I won't win." Zhu Yu said lightly.

"I can't use it right now for a few reasons." Jiang Ye said helplessly.

"Then wait until the day you can use it." Zhu Yuqing retracted the sword and returned it to its sheath.

Jiang Ye looked at Zhu Yuqing's distant figure and said, "It seems that we will still be opponents."

He thought that he had surpassed Zhu Yuqing, and she would never be his opponent again. But he overlooked one thing, and that was that Zhu Yuqing's talent was much higher than his, so her progress must be very fast. Shicai Jiang Ye felt that if she used the move of the sword in the mirror again, she would have already taken some precautions. If she uses this sword technique to practice with her for a few more days, she is afraid that the sword in the mirror will not pose a threat to her.

Cultivation is a struggle between people, and when you try your best to surpass that person, that person will try their best to surpass you.

"No wonder it is said that cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and you still have to learn other swordsmanship." Jiang Ye sighed in his heart.

Jiang Ye returned to the Moon Cutting Peak, because he had reached the Zen realm, he found the sword in the sword pool, and according to the regulations in the peak, he would worship the master in three days.

On this day, there were more than 70 people under the Liuying Peak, except for those who were difficult to return from outside the country, those who could not get out of the customs because of cultivation, or those who were delayed by other things, all of them were ready.

Jiang Ye was dressed in a white-green ink-splashed robe, in a rain listening pavilion to the south of Liuying Peak. Jiang Ye tied his hair in a bun, was dressed properly, baptized, bathed in the chasing electricity, wiped his hands, and approached the house with the chasing electricity.

The room was lined up with a crowd of people in an orderly manner. Su Rong sat in the middle of the hall, wearing a red and gold silk embroidered Luan and phoenix robe, and the rest of the people were wearing emerald green robes, but Su Qin's robes were a little different, to show her identity as a personal disciple.

Su Qin stood on his side, and several people sat under the hall, from west to east, from south to north, from high to low. The first second senior sister is a heroic woman named Hua Zifang, the second third senior sister is a gentle and moving woman named Luo Hongying, the third fourth senior sister is a beautiful woman with arrogant eyes, named Yin Ruohua, the fourth Yan Ziqiong, and the eighth purple kite. There were ten seats in total, and the rest of the people were not able to come for other reasons, so the seats were empty.

Jiang Ye held the chasing lightning to Su Rong, knelt down and said: "Disciple Jiang Ye, I occasionally found this sword in the sword pool, please take a look at it."

Su Rong said: "Good." So he ordered Su Qin to take out the scabbard made of ebony, the scabbard was made of gilt as the sheath, and the double dragon play beads were carved on it, and several jewels were embedded in the sheath, which was shining. The protective ring is wrapped in dark silk. Because the trees and flowers on the peak all have aura, use this as a sheath to raise a sword.

Jiang Ye held his sword and kowtowed, "Thank you, Master." So the chasing electricity in the scabbard, behind him, beside Hua Zifang holding a tray holding a purple bamboo pot, the pot carved with a lotus leaf, a few swimming fish, the pot handle is tied with a string of sandalwood beads.

Jiang Ye held the bamboo pot in his left hand and the lid of the pot in his right hand, pouring tea into the bamboo cup. The tea leaves in the cup are as big as willow leaves, fragrant as orchid cinnamon. Jiang Ye respectfully picked up the bamboo cup, handed it to Su Rong, bowed down and said, "Master, please."

Su Rong took it and took a sip.

Jiang Ye saluted in front of his senior sister in turn, and when he arrived in front of Su Qin, he observed his appearance clearly. The eyes are like frost, and the face is like a flower.

After the ceremony, Su Rong shouted, "Let's go back to cultivation."

So everyone retreated, and Hua Zifang hugged him before leaving: "Senior brother, if you have any difficulties, tell me, and senior sister will solve it for you."

Seeing that she was very happy, Jiang Ye pulled out and said, "Senior Sister Xie."

Hua Zifang patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's the first time I've had a junior brother."

Jiang Ye couldn't help but feel a little creepy when he saw her as if he had seen a baby.

"The Lan Ting Peak where I am located is near here, and the junior brother can find me to go to play when he has nothing to do." Hua Zifang pointed to a beautiful mountain peak in the distance and laughed.

Jiang Ye prevaricated and passed, and Hua Zifang rode away with her sword, and Jiang Ye observed that her sword was red. Unlike Su Rong's sword, Su Rong's sword is the color of a peach, while Hua Zifang is more like a blood congealed.

Not far away, Qingyu was always looking at himself, and Jiang Ye didn't know why, probably looking at his own sword. When Jiang Ye saw her step forward, he seemed to stop talking, but he also pretended not to care and didn't care about her.

I greeted the third senior sister Luo Hongying, the fourth senior sister Yin Ruohua, the fifth senior sister Yan Ziqiong, and the eighth senior sister Zi Kite. It's just that Yin Ruohua didn't seem to care about him, and only nodded slightly and left. However, the third senior sister Luo Hongying was very kind to him, shushing him and asking for warmth, and said that he could ask her for something missing.

After talking and saying goodbye to the rest of the people, Su Rong gave him a Qiankun bag and some spirit stones, pills, and cheats, and taught him earnestly, and Jiang Ye left this peak.

Above the sky, Purple Kite and Qingyu walked together with their swords, and Purple Kite said: "Since you have remorse for the events of the day, and he is a new junior disciple, and his sword has a lot to do with you, why don't you talk to each other, and you can also resolve the conflict between the two of you, you also see that he is kind and kind, and he will not care about the events of the day."

"I just care about his sword, and what he thinks of me is his business." Qingyu said, "The world says that Longquan is better, but I don't believe it." "Say goodbye and go away.

In the next few days, in addition to daily practice, Jiang Ye often went to Zhu Yuqing to learn from her, and established a good relationship with her. He also began to practice the gossamer sword cheats in Chu Qianyun's bag, although this sword technique is not too difficult, many people in the six peaks are practicing, but he is probably the only one among the six peaks who makes him superb.

It didn't take long for Zhu Yuqing to start practicing in the mortal world, and she invited Jiang Ye to go with her. It turned out that the disciples of Liufeng had to go down the mountain to practice after finding a sword in the sword pool, and Zhu Yuqing was delayed for a year because of sharpening her swordsmanship, and she wanted to invite Jiang Ye to go with her, so that she could take care of him by the way. But Jiang Ye refused because he had some things to do alone.

One day, he went to find the peak where Chu Qianyun was cultivating, the locust wood on the peak was intertwined, and the cave on the top of the peak still contained Chu Qianyun's things during his lifetime.

Jiang Ye stared at it for a long time, and the disciple who accompanied him was a little impatient and said, "I've seen enough." Jiang Ye just went out.

Standing on the top of the peak, a huge stone on the peak is engraved with "Junzi Peak", the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the phoenix floats. At this time, a fresh breeze blew from the top of the mountain, and Jiang Ye's hair was blown scattered. Jiang Ye looked at the cave where he lived and sighed, "This person has dissipated like the wind."