Why My Cultivation Method So Different？

Ye Qingxuan said generously with his hands behind his back.    

"Thank you, Sword Saint!"    

Everyone stood up and looked at Ye Qingxuan with admiration. Their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.    

"Sword Saint, you haven't been practicing Sword Dao for a long time. How did you achieve such an achievement?"    

Finally, someone couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.    

This question made Ye Qingxuan's body freeze. How did he achieve this? This father's success was all because of this special effect!    

"Actually, I also don't know how I managed to reach this realm."    

Ye Qingxuan scratched his head.    

Everyone rolled their eyes at him. If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. If you don't know it, then who do you know?    

However, what they didn't know was that Ye Qingxuan really didn't know how to reach such a realm.    

This was a f * cking special effect!    

"Sword Saint, share your experience with us!"    

"Yeah, Sword Saint, you can also talk about breaking through to the Soul Depth!"    

"Sword Saint, you just need to share a little bit!"    

Ye Qingxuan facepalmed. Experience? How could I, a Golden Core Stage, obtain experience? Soul state? If my mind isn't in chaos, then I'll just burn my incense.    

"Cough cough, the most important thing to cultivate to this realm is hard work. In fact, the hard work I put in is just like the ocean!"    

Ye Qingxuan put his hands behind his back and said in an imposing manner.    

But more importantly, he felt guilty.    

However, just as Ye Qingxuan thought that it would be a perfunctory act, the people below did not want to do it anymore!    

"Sword Saint, say something else."    

"That's right! Tell me your understanding of the way of the sword."    

"Share your insights into the way of the sword with us!"    

"Sword Saint, I heard that you've only been in the sect for a few years, and your swordsmanship is already so superb. Is there any secret to this?"    

For a moment, the crowd below was in an uproar. Some people even wanted to rush forward, and the scene was almost uncontrollable.    

Fortunately, there were many elders present today, or else the situation would have gone out of control.    

Ye Qingxuan wanted to cry but had no tears.    

Comprehension of sword techniques?    

Comprehension of the sword?    

Damn it! I'm just a fucking Golden Core Stage, what kind of secret do I have?    

What can I do about it? In everyone's eyes, Ye Qingxuan was already a Spirit Separating Stage.    

It only took him a few years to become a Divine Clone. In this huge world of cultivation, almost no one could do it.    

Therefore, Ye Qingxuan's success was not only what the disciples wanted to know, but also what the elders wanted to know.    

Otherwise, why would so many people come today?    

Ye Qingxuan felt helpless as well. It seemed like they wouldn't let this matter go until they said something nutritious.    

Hence, he searched for the articles he had memorized in his previous life.    

"Yan Dan is a kind man, and he is determined to win the war. He will recruit all the good men, and at the end of the year, he will obtain Jing Qing. "    

"A gentleman dies in a bosom friend, and he raises his sword and leaves the imperial capital. Su Ji Ming Guangmo generously gives it to me."    

" A man with a head full of hair and a head full of danger, with a fierce aura rushing to his long hair. On top of the candied fruit, there were four rows of heroes."    

"Gradually leaving to strike the Sorrow Building. Song Yi sang loudly. Xiao Xiao grieves for the wind, Dan Dan is born with cold waves. "    

In the sky, the blue sky was clear, and the sunlight was shining on it. However, it was difficult to conceal the radiance that Ye Qingxuan was emitting.    

A mighty and domineering general had even appeared in the sky!    

However, this did not seem like a general, but more like an assassin!    

"Shang Yin's tears are even more runny, the heroic warrior Yu Song is shocked. He knows that he will never return, and he has a name for himself in the future."    

"When you board the carriage, fly into the Qin Court. He was swift and fierce, crossing thousands of miles and crossing thousands of miles."    

Speaking up to this point, many people swallowed a mouthful of saliva.    

They also almost understood the meaning of this poem. This was the meaning of not letting them ask!    

If they asked again, they might lose their heads!    

"This is all because of Tu Qiong. The rich lord is currently in a daze. Xiya's swordsmanship is lacking, so the mystical arts are unable to succeed. "    

" Even though he doesn't have one, he still has a thousand years left to live. "    

He finished reciting.    

Ye Qingxuan looked around. Whoever he looked at, that person would have a timid look on his face. He lowered his head, not daring to look at Ye Qingxuan.    

Ye Qingxuan:???    

What's wrong with this thing now?    

Didn't I just carry Yong Jing Ke? Is there a need to be so scared?    

But thinking about it, it made sense. This poem was the story of Jing Ke assassinating the Duke of Qin, then failing his assassination and being killed instead.    

It was very easy for everyone to associate it with one another. Don't push your luck. The Son of Qin had already said a few words to you, yet you still aren't satisfied?    

You still want the Son of Qin to talk about the cultivation of the Sword Dao?    

If you had reached an extraordinary level yourself and told others that others could easily reach your level after receiving your experience without suffering much hardship.    

If this wasn't asking for an inch, what was it?    

The more they thought about it, the more absurd it became.    

So much so that when everyone looked at Ye Qingxuan, there was a hint of fear in their eyes, but more of it was an apology.    

"We won't disturb Sword Saint's enlightenment. We will take our leave!"    

No one knew who had brought the leader, but as soon as he finished speaking, everyone flew away in all directions.    

In a short while, all of them had disappeared.    

When Ye Qingxuan saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched twice. They really came and left quickly.    

But this was also good. It saved him a lot of trouble.    

He turned around and looked at Xu Feng and Ye Xiao.    

However, they found that their eyes had already become dull. Ye Qingxuan patted their shoulders, and only then did the two of them come back to their senses.    

The two men who had regained their senses looked at Ye Qingxuan with admiration.    

"Hahaha, I should have thought that Senior Brother Qingxuan was extraordinary."    

Ye Xiao smiled bitterly.    

He thought that he already had the basics of being proud after comprehending such a rare phenomenon.    

However, Ye Qingxuan's special effect once again dispelled his pride.    

"Mr Wuchen is really talented!" Xu Feng said with a smile.    

"Well, average." Ye Qingxuan scratched his head and said.    

Ye Xiao almost fell down when he heard that. He even wanted to give Ye Qingxuan a punch. If your talent was average, then whose talent was considered extraordinary?    

When Venerable Lightless and the Sect Master saw this scene, they burst into laughter.    

"Hahaha... The heavens have blessed our Qingyun Holy Land!! ！”    

...    

The cultivator who came to the Qingyun Holy Land was currently bragging in a tavern.    

He was sitting in the middle, surrounded by people listening to stories.    

"Aiyo, you all saw that incomparably huge sword that day, right?"    

Everyone nodded.    

"That's the phenomenon caused by the Son. Only the legendary Sword Saint can trigger such a phenomenon!"    

Everyone's breathing quickened. They were obviously shocked by Ye Qingxuan's power.    

"The Holy Son has another title, and that is Literary Saint! Today, he has earned the admiration of all swordsmen in the world. That means he can also be called Sword Saint!"    

The warrior stood up and sighed. He shook his head and said, "Actually, Sword Saint has another personality."    

When he said this, the cultivator paused for a moment.    

This made the audience very anxious.    

They all asked: "What kind of personality is this!"    

"That's right! What personality!"    

When that cultivator heard this, he also nodded his head. Thus, he finished describing Wing Jing Ke in a complete and complete manner.    

"Shang Yin's tears are even more runny, and the warrior in the Feather Song was shocked. He knows that he will not return, and that he will have a name for himself in the future."    

...    

Hiss!    

Everyone couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air!    

"Could it be that this Holy Son is a person with monstrous killing intent?"    

Someone questioned.    

The cultivator shook his head.    

"Could it be that the Holy Son has the attitude that if he doesn't offend me, I won't offend him?"    

The cultivator shook his head again.    

"Then what kind of character does the Holy Son have?"    

The cultivator sighed and said, "Don't provoke the Son in the future, he has a bad temper."    

Hearing this, the listeners really wanted to punch him!    

Let alone provoking him, they didn't even dare to look at him! There was no need for you to say that.    

However, everyone remembered one thing: the Son has a bad temper!    

And so... That day, the rumors spread rapidly in Eastern Continent.    

The content of the rumor was just one sentence.    

"Don't provoke the Son in the future. He has a bad temper..."