When Chu Yanshu gave him the fourth sword technique, Song Qingyun began to squat on the ground and draw circles.

No need to continue.

At the beginning, this quadruple sword technique was taught by Shizun three times, and it took him more than a year to practice it thoroughly.

But the little junior brother, only three days.

In three days, he practiced the quadruple sword technique.

Woo woo, he can't compare to his senior sister, and he can't compare to his junior brother.

He will always be the worst one in Xuanyuan Sect.

Woowoo......

Song Qingyun was autistic, the owner was in a low mood, and the fluffy panda Huahua also jumped out, rubbing his face to comfort him.

Chu Yanshu put away the sword and looked at Song Qingyun, who was squatting on the ground and drawing circles, his long eyelashes were slightly lowered.

If it was in the past, he would have been happy to see a sect's Tianjiao Dao heart blocked and fall into the quagmire.

But at this moment, somehow it sounded.

"You think I'm learning faster than you and you're frustrated, aren't you?"

Chu Yanshu asked lightly.

Song Qingyun hung his head, poked in the snow, and said in a muffled voice,

"That set of swordsmanship, I practiced for more than a year to reach the fourth level, you can practice it in three days, and I am not allowed to close myself for a while."

Shizun said that he was born with a sword bone, and as long as he practiced his sword well, he would be able to ask Jianzun one day.

But he was slow to learn.

Every time the master teaches a sword move, the senior sister can learn it once.

But he has to let his senior sister teach him several times when he goes back.

Now the junior brother is too, Xuanyuanzong, as long as he is the stupidest.

What kind of innate sword bone is this, it is clearly coaxed by the senior sister and the master.

Chu Yanshu suddenly raised his sword and swung it in the direction of Song Qingyun.

The sword qi swept over, and Song Qingyun's instinct for sword cultivation made him pick up the red panda and raise his hand to defeat the sword qi.

He just swept it slightly, and the sword qi that Chu Yanshu swung out was defeated by him.

Song Qingyun was stunned for a moment, looked at Chu Yanshu,

"This ......"

Chu Yanshu said lightly,

"You always have to admit that there are people in this world who have a better memory and learn faster than you, but those days and nights of hard work are not useless."

"I have a good memory, so Changli Jianzun can memorize the sword moves by heart after demonstrating it, but the power of wielding a sword is not as good as one of your ten."

"You are born with a sword bone, even if you practice it a few times, it will be more powerful than the thousands of times that others can practice."

Song Qingyun paused slightly when he listened, Chu Yanshu turned his head to look at him, his face expressionless,

"You only see that Sang Luo's cultivation is now higher than you, and his sword practice is faster than yours, so do you know how many days and nights he has meditated and cultivated, and never slackened?"

Song Qingyun's eyes flashed when he heard this, and his dark pupils gradually returned to light.

The young man stood between the snow-white, the wind and snow behind him swept into a blade, and his voice revealed a cold mockery,

"What's more, there are many heavenly arrogances in the Cangwu Realm, if you can't realize your shortcomings and are discouraged, how long can you go to this road of immortality?"

If the Tianjiao within the Seven Sects are all such young men who have not experienced any setbacks in the world, it is no wonder that on the battlefield of gods and demons, the fastest death, and the most people who are trapped in the Dao Heart and finally die in the devil.

Song Qingyun listened to Chu Yanshu's words, and suddenly became enlightened in an instant.

That's right, what if my sister is smarter than him?

What if the junior and younger brother learn faster than him?

He is not a particularly powerful person, there are too many people in this world who are better than him, so why bother with this.

Senior sister often taught him to be serious in his cultivation, not to slack off, and to be stronger than himself the day before every day.

You don't have to compare yourself with others, and you are lucky to be able to cultivate under the master's door.

And since you are so lucky, you should practice diligently, so that you can live up to your teacher and yourself!