"Sir, this wooden sword"
Ye Qingyun smiled slightly.
"What's wrong with the wooden sword? Doesn't the wooden sword count as a sword?"
Jian Tianming: ""
How can a wooden sword be considered a sword?
At least give me an iron sword.
At least you can swing it once or twice.
"Jian Tianming, a wooden sword is also a sword. You can use it to practice swordplay."
Ye Qingyun didn't want to explain too much.
"Remember, don't use the power in your body and treat yourself as a mortal to practice swordsmanship."
"Whenever you feel that this wooden sword has become a part of your body like an arm, come and see me again."
After saying that, Ye Qingyun turned around and left very coolly.
Jian Tianming was left holding the wooden sword, messy in the wind.
Huikong patted Jian Tianming on the shoulder.
"The words of the Son must have profound meaning."
"I have been following the Son of God for a long time. Since the Son of God has given you such guidance, there must be some truth from the Son of God. You don't need to think too much. If you do what the Son of God says, you will definitely gain something."
After saying that, Huikong also went to chant sutras.
Jian Tianming looked at the wooden sword in his hand, and his expression became firm.
"Master Ye's order must have a profound meaning!"
"I must practice my sword well and never slack off!"
After saying that, Jian Tianming held the wooden sword and started practicing the sword on the spot.
Jian Tianming also kept Ye Qingyun's instructions in mind and regarded himself as an ordinary person without cultivating himself.
Practice swordsmanship in the most simple way.
One move at a time!
Straightforward!
He looks like a young swordsman who is new to swordsmanship.
But a wooden sword is a wooden sword after all.
Jian Tianming felt extremely uncomfortable no matter how he swung it.
Too light!
It felt like there was nothing in my hands.
Very uncomfortable.
But Jian Tianming has an extraordinary mind and extremely outstanding talent.
After persisting for ten days.
He can already swing the wooden sword very freely.
Although it is a wooden sword, it can still make a sharp sword sound when it is swung.
Leng Muxue and other people from the Moon God Palace have been watching.
Seeing Jian Tianming's great talent, everyone was amazed in their hearts.
"He is indeed a genius from the Central Plains. This wooden sword in his hand seems to have the power of a fine sword."
Leng Muxue has also been in a very troubled mood these past few days.
She had already made a decision.
After Ye Qingyun comes back, he will dedicate his most precious things to Ye Qingyun.
But I’m really waiting for Ye Qingyun to come back.
She hesitated again.
Of course I am very willing in my heart.
But just shy!
Excuse me!
But these days, Leng Muxue still made up her mind.
Gotta get this done!
Otherwise, when Ye Qingyun leaves Moon God Palace, he may not have this opportunity.
That night.
Leng Muxue never showed up.
Ye Qingyun was sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing until late at night.
Feeling a little sleepy, I stopped practicing and hid in bed to sleep.
After a while.
Ye Qingyun fell asleep.
In a dark room.
A beautiful shadow suddenly appeared.
It’s Leng Muxue!
She stood by the bed, looked at Ye Qingyun who was already sleeping soundly, took a deep breath, and a look of determination appeared on her pretty face.
Take off your clothes!
Chapter completed!