Nine Tribulations Sword Demon

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“Get up, I will practice swords next.” Ye Guchen helped Ling Moshu up.

“Practicing sword…” Ling Moshu clenched his left hand tightly.

He is not left-handed, the right hand is the most flexible.

But he was cut off by Hua Wu Xiusheng.

It is so difficult to practice swords with the left hand again. It hasn’t been ten years or eight years, and it is impossible to even enter.

And if it dragged on for so long, Ling Moshu would have been left far behind by peers.

This is also the reason for Ling Moshu’s previous decadence, because there is no hope at all.

“The left-handed sword is difficult to say, easy and easy to say, maybe you will become a left-handed Sword Ancestor in the future?” Ye Guchen indifferently smiled.

“Brother Dugu laughed, how can it be…” Ling Moshu shook his head slightly.

Although he is not too old, he is not too young. He wants to become a left-handed Sword Ancestor without several decades, almost impossible.

“I said, there is no impossible in this world, you see…”

Ye Guchen faintly smiled, flipped his hand to take out 9 Dragon Thunder Prison and another Divine Weapon long sword.

Ling Moshu looked at this scene, slightly puzzled.

Ye Guchen has never revealed the strange behavior of double swords since the beginning of sword dynasty.

So everyone doesn’t know that Ye Guchen can actually make a sword with two hands.

And the flexibility and proficiency of the left hand is not weaker than that of the right hand.

Ye Guchen held swords in both hands, and actually fought each other.

During the collision of sword edge, sparks continued to shoot, and the many sword shadows instantly solidified Ling Moshu’s face.

“This…this is…” Ling Moshu took a deep breath, staring blankly.

Ye Guchen’s left hand sword is not weaker than the right hand.

At this moment, Ye Guchen’s two hands actually seem to have independent thinking, each of which moves and blocks moves.

“How is this possible?” Ling Moshu was amazed in his heart.

Ye Guchen’s achievement at this age is extremely surprising.

What makes people didn’t expect even more is that Ye Guchen also has such a high level of attainments on the left hand sword.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Ling Moshu would have thought that Ye Guchen was possessed by some Sword Dao powerhouse.

“Next, I will teach you a method called the technique of mutual stroke. Although you lack your right arm, your left hand can also be cultivation.” Ye Guchen said.

Next, he taught the various cultivation methods among them to Ling Moshu.

Ling Mo Shu is like enlightenment, suddenly enlightened.

It’s like going through many obstacles and finally seeing hidden land of peace and prosperity.

This kind of cultivation method, he heard and heard, was unprecedented.

And after some experience, Ling Moshu’s expression was excited.

With this method, Ling Moshu can practice the left hand sword in a short time.

Not to mention directly becoming a left-handed Sword Ancestor teacher, at least the proficiency is not weaker than the right hand.

“Brother Dugu, this kindness is like remaking. No matter what anyone does in the future, as long as Brother Dugu needs this Ling, this Ling will swear to the ground, I will swear to repay you!” Ling Moshu bowed deeply to Ye Guchen.

Ye Guchen’s kindness to him is too great.

“Oh, it doesn’t have to be the case, this time the 5th academy competition, no accident, you can also participate.” Ye Guchen said with a smile.

Ling Moshu’s face condensed, and his eyes flashed with fighting intent.

He was curious, what would the face of Hua Wuxiu and the others look like when he, a fallen genius, reappears in the 5th courtyard competition?

“Next, you still focus on cultivation, and when it’s about the same time, you can take the Holy Pill of Nirvana.” Ye Guchen said.

“Many thanks Brother Dugu.”

After 3 more thanks, Ling Moshu left.

Seeing Ling Moshu leaving behind, Ye Guchen also shook his head and smiled.

“It’s very tiring to support Shenya Academy alone, so let Brother Ling help to share one or two.”

Another reason why Ye Guchen helped Ling Moshu was to give back to Shenya Academy.

Ye Guchen will definitely not stay at Shenya Academy for long.

And after leaving himself, Shenya Academy only supported Xuanlian and a holy emblem discipline.

If Ling Moshu can rise again, Shenya Academy will not lose its reputation.

On the other side, after Ling Moshu returned to his courtyard, he started practicing swords wildly.

Not long after, a dark shadow walked to the gate of the courtyard.

It is Ling Moyin.

She was afraid that her brother would be stimulated by Ye Guchen’s words and would have any bad emotions, so she would come to visit every few hours.

But this time, Ling Moyin’s body stood stiff at the gate of the courtyard.

She covered her red lips with her slender hands, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at the silhouette in the courtyard in disbelief.

Ling Moshu holds a sword in his left hand, with a spirited spirit, high-spirited and vigorous.

What flashed in my eyes was unprecedentedly exciting rays of light.

Ling Moyin was stunned, unable to believe that what he saw in front of him turned out to be true.

Since Ling Moshu was scrapped, he has never picked up a sword again, drinking alcohol all day.

Let alone practice swordsmanship.

Ling Moyin even thought that he had hallucinations.

“Brother…big brother?” Ling Moyin murmured.

“Xiaoyin, you are here…” Ling Moshu smiled faintly at Ling Moyin.

How long has Ling Moshu been without a smile?

“Big brother… how could you?” Ling Moyin was confused.

The Ling Mo book at this moment seems to have really changed back to the past, becoming her beloved brother.

“Sorry, Xiaoyin, because the big brother’s self-willingness and depravity have put you under such a lot of pressure.”

“After some waking up by Brother Dugu, I am completely awakened, and I will rise again in the future!” A confident rays of light flashed in Ling Moshu’s eyes.

“Dugu Wubai wakes you up, what is going on?” Ling Moyin is completely unclear.

Before Ye Guchen, wasn’t he humiliating Ling Moshu?

“Xiaoyin, you misunderstood Brother Dugu…” Ling Moshu told Ling Moyin all the previous things without omission and in detail.

“What, Dugu Wubai is trying to persuade you. He even gave you the sacred pill of Nirvana and even taught you the cultivation method?” Ling Moyin’s mind was confused and became a mess.

She couldn’t think of it, but Ye Guchen was the one who finally rescued Ling Moshu.

She thought about how Ye Guchen’s seemingly mean remarks were irritating Ling Moshu’s numb heart when she went to the Holy Mountain.

Thinking about it this way, everything makes sense.

“It turns out that from the beginning to the end, I misunderstood Dugu Wubai. True Self was blind. It was not because he didn’t see through his innate talent, but because he didn’t see his personality.”

Ling Moyin laughed at himself.

From the beginning to the end, she used the heart of a villain to save the gentleman’s belly.

And Ye Guchen, never explained, nor directed against her.

Thinking about it this way, Ling Moyin felt that she was so stupid and mean.

“Xiaoyin, you apologize to Brother Dugu.” Ling Moshu sighed.

“I know, I was too wrong.” Ling Moyin was nodded, leaving slightly disheartened.

On the other side, Ye Guchen adjusted his breath in his Cave Mansion, waiting for the next 7-sword ancient building.

“Dugu Wubai…”

Outside the Cave Mansion, there was a slightly nervous voice from the woman.

Hearing this voice, Ye Guchen pupil light drew inwardly, indifferently said: “Come in.”

Ling Moyin walked in in an ink-colored dress.

A tall and slender figure, not a beautiful but exquisite face.

It’s just that her face is complicated, embarrassed, ashamed, and embarrassed at this moment.

“I’m sorry…” Ling Moyin lowered his head.

Ling Moyin’s heart is arrogant.

But at this brief moment, she really apologized from the bottom of her heart and begged Ye Guchen for forgiveness.

“Forget it.” Ye Guchen waved his hand.

He didn’t care about Ling Moyin’s apology either.

Seeing Ye Guchen’s indifferent attitude, Ling Moyin bit his lips slightly.

Her lovable body suddenly twisted like a mermaid.

The ink-colored long skirt faded, revealing a snow-white lovable body with a curve like a fresh diamond…