Ye Qingyun didn't know what to do about the matter regarding Buddhism in the Western Region for a while.
Simply don't think about it.
No matter how much you worry, it's useless.
I am overseas, more than a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from Buddhism in the West.
Moreover, Buddhism has a profound foundation and there are many masters.
There shouldn't be any big problems.
If it really didn't work, Ye Qingyun could only do his best and ask Datang and Nanhuang to get some help.
Three more days passed.
Jian Tianming came to Ye Qingyun excitedly.
"Sir, I have already practiced it."
Ye Qingyun looked at him blankly.
"What have you accomplished?"
"Master, please take a look."
Jian Tianming immediately took out his wooden sword and started practicing with Ye Qingyun.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The wooden sword flew around, dizzying.
Every sword.
It can bring out a harsh and shocking sound of breaking wind.
The last sword!
Jian Tianming suddenly struck out at a stone pillar not far away.
Rumble!!!
The stone pillar suddenly split into two.
Very neat and tidy.
The power of this sword also amazed Huikong, Leng Muxue and others present.
They can all see it.
Jian Tianming did not circulate any spiritual energy.
No other force was used.
Just relying on the sword energy cultivated with the wooden sword already possesses such power.
How long has it been?
Just half a month.
With such an ordinary wooden sword, one can reach this level without relying on cultivation.
The name of a swordsman genius.
Deserved!
Ye Qingyun was also dumbfounded.
Damn it, I just made a wooden sword to fool you. I expected it to fool you for a year and a half.
As a result, you really mastered it in half a month?
Good guy!
No wonder he is a genius.
This is just different between people.
"Please give me some advice, Mr. Ye!"
After Jian Tianming finished practicing a set of sword moves, he stood respectfully in front of Ye Qingyun, looking forward to Ye Qingyun's instructions.
What can Ye Qingyun say?
Are you calling this nonsense?
Going to practice for another two years?
You can't fool people like this.
We still need to talk about some basic laws.
Ye Qingyun showed a look of satisfaction and nodded slightly.
"good."
Although it was a simple two words, it made Jian Tianming extremely happy.
A look of joy appeared on his face.
"Thank you Mr. Ye for the compliment!"
Ye Qingyun immediately became serious again.
"It's just a small achievement, but you are so happy? Is this the only extent of your vision?"
Jian Tianming was startled.
Then he quickly knelt down.
"My master taught me that this is just a small achievement, and Tianming is too complacent."
Ye Qingyun put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance.
Still showing off with the air of an expert.
This made Jian Tianming feel dazed for a while.
Every time Ye Qingyun appears in this posture, Jian Tianming will feel a sense of admiration in his heart.
It was as if Ye Qingyun was an unattainable mountain.
I am a climber looking up at the foot of the mountain.
And no matter how hard I try, it seems impossible to reach this peak.
"You have mastered the wooden sword, so the next step is this sword."
Ye Qingyun winked at Huikong again.
Huikong understands.
Come forward immediately.
He took out an iron sword and handed it to Jian Tianming.
After Jian Tianming got it, he knew that it was a very ordinary iron sword.
Not well forged.
The quality is very poor.
It's the type where even killing a pig is laborious.
"There are differences between iron swords and wooden swords. You are still a mortal and use it to practice swordsmanship."
After Ye Qingyun finished speaking, he waved his hand, indicating that Jian Tianming could go down.
"yes!"
Jian Tianming took the iron sword with him and went to practice sword practice with a determined look on his face.
Ye Qingyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought to myself, this guy is really fooling me.
However, Ye Qingyun also had to admit that this Jian Tianming was indeed a genius and very focused.
If it were him, he would definitely not have such perseverance.
Jian Tianming was practicing sword practice at a martial arts training ground in the Moon God Palace.
This is a martial arts training ground specially prepared for Jian Tianming.
No other Moon God Palace disciples will come here.
Jian Tianming is the only one here practicing his sword alone.
It's also very quiet.
It won't affect others.
No one will bother him.
Jian Tianming was very focused when practicing his sword.
He only has swords in his eyes.
All I can think about is the sword.
Holding the iron sword in his hand and focusing on practicing the sword, he didn't notice that there was a woman in the corner looking at him silently.
It’s Meng’er!
Leng Muxue's maid.
Now he can be regarded as a genius with the body of the Holy Moon.
This is not the first time Meng'er has secretly watched Jian Tianming practice his sword here.
Ever since Jian Tianming followed Ye Qingyun back to the Moon God Palace, Meng'er has been admiring this resolute and ruthless genius swordsman.
She didn't know what it felt like.
Anyway, I just really want to look at him.
No matter what Jian Tianming is doing, Meng'er wants to watch it.
I was also silently happy in my heart.
"Meng'er, you have been watching here for several days."
Leng Muxue didn't know when she appeared behind Meng'er.
"Palace Master, I seem to have fallen in love with Master Jian."
Meng'er's face turned red and she said a little embarrassed.
Leng Muxue smiled slightly.
"If you like it, just tell him directly."
Meng'er shook her head, "I don't dare."
Leng Muxue patted Meng'er on the head.
"What are you afraid of?
What? If you don’t dare to say it out loud if you like it, you will really regret it in the future.”
When saying this, Leng Muxue couldn't help but think of herself.
Reminds me of that moonlit night.
I also remembered that embarrassing night a few days ago.
My mind is also in a mess.
"Palace Master, why are you blushing?"
Meng'er looked at Leng Muxue blankly.
Leng Muxue shook her head and looked directly at Meng'er.
"Go tell him now. No matter what happens to him, as long as you tell him, you won't have any regrets in the future."
Seeing what Leng Muxue said, Meng'er seemed to have made up her mind.
"good!"
Meng'er walked out.
We walked all the way to the martial arts training ground.
Jian Tianming, who was practicing his sword, stopped when he saw someone coming.
"Miss Meng'er?"
Jian Tianming naturally knew Meng'er.
Just not very familiar with it yet.
"are you looking for me?"
Jian Tianming asked.
Meng'er lowered her head, not daring to look at Jian Tianming.
"Master Jian, me, me"
For a moment, she really didn't know how to speak.
Jian Tianming frowned.
"What do you want Miss Meng'er to say? If there is nothing else, I will still practice sword practice."
The meaning is already obvious.
If you have nothing to do, don't delay my sword practice.
Meng'er stamped her foot.
Take a deep breath.
"Master Jian, I admire you very much!"
I finally said this.
But Meng'er's heart was beating very hard.
I don’t know how Jian Tianming will react.
She glanced furtively.
But he saw that Jian Tianming had no expression on his face.
It's as if he didn't hear it.
"Master Sword?"
Meng'er shouted cautiously.
Jian Tianming just looked at Meng'er calmly.
"A woman will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword."
This chapter has been completed!