Nine Tribulations Sword Demon

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Thinking of this, Ye Guchen didn’t hesitate too much, and directly called Su Jianshi.

“Have your injury fully recovered?”

Su Jianshi entered Ye Guchen’s room.

During this period of time, Ye Guchen has been retreating and adjusting his breath. Although Su Jianshi was concerned, he didn’t come to bother at all.

At this moment, Ye Guchen was called. She asked about Ye Guchen’s injury and was very concerned.

“Don’t worry, it’s fine.” Ye Guchen faintly smiled.

In my heart, I feel a little warm.

As Sword Demon, regardless of his past and present, he has almost no emotions, and he is only devoted to Sword Dao.

But Su Jianshi, like a bright beam, shone close to his heart.

Ye Guchen still has no plans to consider the relationship between men and women.

But Su Jianshi has obviously become a special existence in his heart.

“It’s okay if it’s all right, don’t force yourself to be prestigious for the next 10000000 million, you know?”

Su Jianshi pouted and looked towards Ye Guchen, faintly distressed.

heaven knows Ye Guchen and Gu Zun on the top of the Forbidden City, how painful she felt in her heart.

If she can come back again, Su Jianshi will definitely not ask Ye Guchen to sweep the world for her.

“Well, I have something to tell you when I asked you to come over.” Ye Guchen said seriously.

“What’s the matter?” Su Jianshi raised his ear.

Ye Guchen put out a breath deeply and said: “I can try to see if I can nurture Uncle Su’s Primordial Spirit and revive him.”

“What… what?”

Su Jianshi was dull for a while, her pure and beautiful face seemed to freeze.

Revive Su Qingyu’s Primordial Spirit?

Su Jianshi’s mind seemed to explode. She hurried forward, clutching Ye Guchen’s arm with both hands, and almost all of her pretty face was stuck in front of Ye Guchen’s eyes.

“Silly boy, what are you talking about, aren’t you lying to this Miss?”

Su Jianshi was so excited that her cheeks flushed, heaven knows how delighted she was.

“You can try, but you may not succeed.” Ye Guchen said.

“Enough, enough, as long as there is a glimmer of hope…” Su Jianshi’s eyes flushed and she bit her lip.

This girl has endured too much.

The destruction of Lianhua Village, those village chiefs and Uncle Ghost Axe who treated her like relatives fell.

Even her big brother Su Moyan left alone to practice.

Except for Ye Guchen, Su Jianshi has lost everything she can rely on.

But Su Jianshi is only a 17-18 years old girl.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Ye Guchen sighed.

“Don’t worry, I will try my best.” Ye Guchen comforted.

Next, Su Jianshi took out the soul-gathering coffin from the origin ring.

Inside the soul coffin lies an extremely illusory Primordial Spirit.

He is dressed in azure clothes, has a handsome face, and looks like a jade official, but with a faint majesty.

It is the father of Su Jianshi, one of the five dominant families, Su Qingyu, the genius saint of the Su family.

Ye Guchen opened the soul coffin.

Although Su Qingyu’s Primordial Spirit is coercive, it is extremely weak, as if transparent.

Ye Guchen facial expression grave, closed his eyes slightly.

The Chaos Sea of ​​Consciousness began to rotate, and the extremely strong Chaos Soul Power spread out and poured directly into Su Qingyu’s Primordial Spirit.

In an instant, Ye Guchen felt that his Soul Power seemed to have fallen into a bottomless pit.

It’s like facing a whole empty universe.

“Is this the Primordial Spirit of the Holy One?”

Ye Guchen was shocked.

His Chaos Sea of ​​Consciousness is already extremely powerful, far exceeding the ordinary Sea of ​​Consciousness.

If the Sea of ​​Consciousness of ordinary people is the river stream.

Then Ye Guchen’s Sea of ​​Consciousness is the endless sea.

But now, Su Qingyu’s Primordial Spirit is vast and vast, just like a universe.

“This is the saint, even the Primordial Spirit is amazing.” Ye Guchen was secretly sighed in his heart.

He finally had a clear understanding of the saint.

Originally, Ye Guchen had several points of grasp, which might make Su Qingyu wake up.

Now he is not sure.

Ye Guchen’s Chaos Soul Power is pure and powerful, although it is far more than the ordinary Soul Power.

But Su Qingyu’s Primordial Spirit is too vast, and Chaos Soul Power is poured into it, like an utterly inadequate measure.

However, Ye Guchen still did not give up and continued to release Soul Power.

In this situation, it lasted for one day and one night.

Su Qingyu’s Primordial Spirit, like a bottomless pit, absorbs all the Chaos Soul Power released by Ye Guchen.

But there was no reaction at all.

Ye Guchen’s complexion was pale, and his lips were pale as paper.

With the majesty of the Chaos Sea of ​​Consciousness, it actually showed signs of exhaustion.

This is incredible.

“Enough, silly boy, no need…”

Seeing Ye Guchen so haggard, although Su Jianshi was a little lost, but more distressed.

Ye Guchen was so exhausted in order to give her father a glimmer of hope.

She looked towards Ye Guchen and couldn’t help becoming more gentle.

In fact, Su Jianshi didn’t hold much hope in her heart.

The Saint Primordial Spirit, how easily can he recover.

Finally, after a few more hours, Ye Guchen shook his cross-legged body and fell backward.

In the end, he fell into a warm embrace.

Su Jianshi hugged Ye Guchen’s tired body, her jade hand gently stroked Ye Guchen’s side face and said: “Enough, it’s okay, father can think of a way.”

Ye Guchen pupil light drew back secretly, feeling exhausted and weak, and could only lie in Su Jianshi’s arms.

From the tip of her nose came the natural fragrance of a girl’s lovable body, but Ye Guchen was uninterested.

“No, my Chaos Soul Power should be useful, but for the Saint Primordial Spirit, it’s too little. If it is continuously poured daily, there may be a slight possibility.” Ye Guchen thought to himself.

However, at this moment, neither Ye Guchen nor Su Jianshi noticed.

Lying in the soul coffin, Su Qingyu’s Primordial Spirit, his fingertips trembled silently…

In the next period of time, Ye Guchen was doing repetitive work.

Contain Su Qingyu’s Primordial Spirit, restore the Sea of ​​Consciousness Soul Power, and then continue to conserve.

But during this period of time, Su Qingyu’s Primordial Spirit remained silent, as if there was no change.

It was Su Jianshi, who gave up completely, only thinking about saving Su Qingyu in other ways in the future.

Ye Guchen is still persevering.

In such a lapse of time, the shocking Heaven’s Chosen battlefield qualifiers are finally about to begin.

Although the qualifiers for the top of the Forbidden City were just a gathering of more than a dozen dynasty Heaven’s Chosen, it was shocking enough.

Only Heaven’s Chosen, who stands out in the qualifiers, can truly participate in the Heaven’s Chosen battlefield with the top 100 dynasty Heaven’s Chosen.

The Heaven’s Chosen battlefield is also the fastest way to become famous in Southern Heaven Domain.

For example, Gu Shaoyang, one of the ten First Young Masters, rose in the battlefield of Heaven’s Chosen, only to stand out from Seven Sons of the Big Dipper, and became completely famous.

“The qualifiers will begin.”

Ye Guchen sat cross-legged indoors. During this time, he has been infusing Su Qingyu Primordial Spirit with Chaos Soul Power.

What surprised Ye Guchen was that his chaotic Sea of ​​Consciousness, in such repeated exhaustion and filling, seemed to become more vigorous, and Soul Power became more vigorous.

“Is this a surprise?” Ye Guchen laughed.

I didn’t expect to nurture Su Qingyu’s Primordial Spirit, but instead made my chaotic Sea of ​​Consciousness more condensed.

Ye Guchen estimated that his Sea of ​​Consciousness was more than 30% more vigorous than before.

But at this moment, he also put away the soul coffin.

Because the Heaven’s Chosen battlefield qualifiers are about to begin.

“Just let this Ye for a while, Heaven’s Chosen Child of major dynasty!”

Ye Guchen looks valiantly.

He is also very curious about how powerful other dynasty top Heaven’s Chosen is.