Chapter nine hundred and eighty first begging for forgiveness
"Get up, we have to practice sword practice next." Ye Guchen helped Ling Mo Shu stand up.
"Practice sword..." Ling Mo Shu clenched his left hand.
He is not left-handed, and his right hand is the most flexible.
But it was cut off by Hua Wuxiu Shengsheng.
It's so difficult to practice swordsmanship with the left hand again. It didn't take ten or eight years, and I couldn't even get in.
And if it took that long, Ling Mo Shu would have been far behind his peers.
This was also the reason why Ling Mo Shu was so decadent before, because there was no hope at all.
"Left-handed sword is difficult to say, easy to say. Maybe you will become a left-handed sword master in the future?" Ye Guchen said with a smile.
"Brother Dugu is joking, how is it possible..." Ling Mo Shu shook his head slightly.
Although he is not too old, he is not too young either. It would be almost impossible for him to become a left-handed sword master in less than a few decades.
"I said, nothing is impossible in this world, you see..."
Ye Guchen smiled faintly, turned over his hands and took out the Nine Dragons Thunder Prison and another magic weapon long sword.
Ling Mo Shu looked at this scene and was slightly confused.
Ye Guchen has never shown off his two swords since he came to the Sword Dynasty.
So no one knows that Ye Guchen can actually use swords with both hands.
Moreover, 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 started fighting each other.
When the sword blades collided, sparks continued to burst out, and the numerous shadows of the swords made Ling Mo Shu's expression freeze immediately.
"This...this is..." Ling Mo Shu took a deep breath, his eyes glazed over.
Ye Guchen's left-hand sword is no weaker than his right hand.
At this moment, Ye Guchen's two hands actually seemed to have independent minds, each attacking and blocking.
"How is this possible?" Ling Mo Shu was amazed in his heart.
It is extremely surprising that Ye Guchen can achieve such achievements at such an age.
What is even more unexpected is that Ye Guchen also has such high attainments in 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 strong swordsman.
"Next, I will teach you a technique called the left-right fighting technique. Although you are missing your right arm, you can still practice it with your left hand." Ye Guchen said.
Next, he taught various cultivation methods to Ling Mo Shu.
Ling Mo's book is like an enlightenment, suddenly enlightening.
It's like going through many obstacles and finally seeing a paradise.
This kind of cultivation method was something he had never heard of before.
And after some realization, Ling Mo Shu looked excited.
With this method, Ling Mo Shu can master the left-handed sword in a short time.
Not to mention directly becoming a left-hand sword master, at least the proficiency level will not be weaker than that of the right hand.
"Brother Dugu, this kindness is like rebirth. No matter who or what happens in the future, as long as Brother Dugu needs Ling, even if Ling is devastated, he will die to repay you!" Ling Moshu bowed deeply to Ye Guchen.
Ye Guchen's kindness to him was really too great.
"Oh, it doesn't have to be like this. If nothing else happens, you can participate in this five-academy competition." Ye Guchen said with a smile.
Ling Mo Shu's face condensed, and then fighting spirit surged in his eyes.
He was very curious, what would the faces of Hua Wuxiu and others be like when he, the fallen genius, appeared again in the Five Academy Competition?
"Next, you should focus on practicing diligently, and wait until the time is right before taking the Holy Pill of Nirvana." Ye Guchen said.
"Thank you so much, Brother Dugu."
After thanking him again and again, Ling Moshu left.
Looking at Ling Mo Shu's leaving figure, Ye Guchen also shook his head and smiled.
"It's very tiring to support Shenya Academy alone. Let Brother Ling help share the burden."
Another reason why Ye Guchen helped Ling Moshu was to repay Shenya Academy.
Ye Guchen will definitely not stay at Shenya Academy for a long time.
Without him, Shenya Academy was only supported by Xuan Lian, a disciple of the Holy Emblem.
If Ling Mo Shu can rise again, Shenya Academy will not lose its reputation.
On the other side, after Ling Moshu returned to his courtyard, he started practicing his sword crazily.
Not long after, a dark figure walked to the door of the courtyard.
It was Ling Moyin.
She was afraid that her brother would be stimulated by Ye Guchen's words and have any bad emotions, so she would come to visit him every few hours.
But this time, Ling Moyin's body stood frozen at the entrance of the courtyard.
She covered her red lips with her slender hands, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at the figure in the courtyard in disbelief.
Ling Mo Shu holds a sword in his left hand, looking full of energy and high spirits.
What flashed in his eyes was an unprecedented light of excitement.
Ling Moyin was stunned, unable to believe that what he saw in front of him was real.
Since Ling Mo Shu was deposed, he never picked up a sword again and drank all day long.
Not to mention knowing how to practice swordsmanship.
Ling Moyin even thought that he was hallucinating.
"Brother...brother?" Ling Moyin murmured.
"Xiaoyin, you're here..." Ling Moshu smiled lightly at Ling Moyin.
How long has it been since Ling Mo Shu laughed?
"Brother...how could you do this?" Ling Moyin's mind was confused.
At this moment, Ling Mo Shu seemed to have really changed back to his former self and became her beloved brother.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoyin, because of your elder brother's self-destruction, you have to bear so much pressure."
"After Brother Dugu's enlightenment, I have finally awakened. From now on, I will definitely rise again!" Ling Mo Shu's eyes flashed with confidence.
"Dugu Wubai, let me wake you up, what is going on?" Ling Moyin was completely confused.
Wasn't Ye Guchen humiliating Ling Mo Shu before?
"Xiaoyin, you have misunderstood Brother Dugu..." Ling Moshu told Ling Moyin exactly what happened before.
"What, Dugu Wubai is trying to persuade you. He also gave you the Holy Pill of Nirvana and even taught you how to practice?" Ling Moyin's mind was confused and turned into a ball of mud.
She never imagined that the person who finally rescued Ling Mo Shu would be Ye Guchen.
She thought about Ye Guchen's seemingly harsh words before when heading to Tongsheng Mountain, which stimulated Ling Moshu's numb heart.
Thinking about it this way, everything makes sense.
"It turns out that I was the one who misunderstood Dugu Wubai from beginning to end. What I was really blind about was not that I didn't see through his talent and strength, but that I didn't see through his character."
Ling Moyin laughed at himself.
From the beginning to the end, she judged the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
Ye Guchen, on the other hand, never explained or targeted her.
Thinking about it this way, Ling Moyin felt that she was completely stupid and mean.
"Xiaoyin, please apologize to Brother Dugu." Ling Moshu sighed.
"I know, I was so wrong." Ling Moyin nodded and left in a slightly dejected state.
On the other side, Ye Guchen was adjusting his breathing in his cave, waiting for the next trip to the Seven Swords Ancient Tower.
"Dugu Wubai..."
Outside the cave, a woman's slightly uneasy voice came.
Hearing this voice, Ye Guchen's eyes dimmed and he said calmly: "Come in."
Ling Moyin, wearing a long black dress, walked in.
Tall and slender figure, not exactly beautiful but delicate face.
But at this moment, her face looked complicated, uneasy, ashamed, and embarrassed.
"I'm sorry..." Ling Moyin lowered his head.
Ling Moyin's heart was arrogant.
But at this 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 cold attitude, Ling Moyin bit her lip slightly...
Her delicate body suddenly twisted slightly like a mermaid.
The ink-colored long skirt fell off, revealing a snow-white body with curvy lines like freshly peeled diamonds...