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Chapter 17 Disciple of the medicine building, shameless

Mo Que sat down in front of the sword mark. When he opened his eyes again, it was already dusk.

"Sun Sword Way, if junior brother can master this way, he will not be weaker than the Ye family woman who has inherited the sword ancestor!" The woman in plain clothes saw Mo Que's eyes and smiled softly.

"Ye Chenxue?" Mo Que couldn't help but remember that Ye Chenxue possessed the Moon Spirit Holy Body, which was completely opposite to his Sun Sword Technique.

And the inheritance she received in the sword tomb was left by Yue Que Sword Ancestor. It was rumored that the method was the Taiyin method, and the sword method he practiced was exactly the same as Yin and Yang.

Somehow, as if destined, the two of them each cultivated the lunar sun. The sun and the moon are just like day and night, and they cannot coexist!

"Junior brother's sword is magnificent, but it is difficult and dangerous to cultivate such a sword that can cut the world." The woman in plain clothes sighed softly, respecting Mo Que for having such courage, but lamenting that the road is difficult.

How difficult is it to go against the heavens? If you could go against the heavens casually, this world would no longer exist, let alone kill the heavens?

"If there is no way ahead, I will fight my way out with the sword in my hand!" But Mo Que was full of confidence and fearless.

The woman in plain clothes also knows that Mo Que has the ambition to kill the sky. If she chooses this path, she will not hesitate again. Even if it is full of difficulties and dangers, she will definitely not look back.

"You have understood this sword. If you want to truly master it, you need to continue practicing and deepen your understanding. How about I be your opponent and help you master the sword's intention!" said the woman in plain clothes. She also wanted to see this.

How powerful is the rumored sword intent?

"In that case, let's ask Senior Sister for advice!" Mo Que was delighted. This woman's swordsmanship was extraordinary, and getting her advice was far better than trying to figure it out on your own.

"Whoosh!"

He used his fingers as swords and used the Sun Sword Intent. His two fingers glowed with a faint golden light, as powerful as the scorching sun in the sky.

"Snapped!"

With a smile on her face, the woman in plain clothes casually broke off a branch from the nearby tree, used it as a sword, and fought with Mo Que.

Mo Que's Sun Sword Intent has a total of twelve styles, each representing the state of the sun in the sky at different times.

The rising sun is full of vitality and can revive all things.

The sun at noon is hot and domineering, but at night, the sun disappears without a trace.

Although this sword intention only has twelve moves, it evolved from the way the sun moves. It is unpredictable and extraordinary.

However, Mo Que used the Sun Sword Intent and attacked with all his strength, but the woman in plain clothes remained calm and calm.

The branch in her hand is light and strange, and when she waves it, it is like a vast ocean. No matter how rough the waves are, she always embraces all rivers and calmly resolves them.

"I tried my best, but I couldn't even break an ordinary branch in her hand?" Although he knew that this woman had extraordinary attainments in swordsmanship, Mo Que didn't expect that she was so strong!

However, with this woman's guidance, he made rapid progress, and his understanding of the meaning of the Sun Sword continued to deepen.

"That's it for today."

When the woman in plain clothes saw that the night was getting darker, she stopped and threw away the branch.

"I don't know what to call you, senior sister. Where should I go to find you?" Mo Que's intention was still lingering, and he was even more reluctant to leave.

Ever since his body was crippled, everyone he met looked at him with cold eyes. The Ye family, who had blood ties, treated him like grass. All the way to the Jian Tower, Li Changfeng wanted to drive him away. The disciples from all sides of the Jian Tower also treated him in various ways.

contempt.

Only this woman, even though she knew he had no vitality, still treated him gently, and even gave him a lot of guidance on the art of swordsmanship.

"If we are destined, we will meet again." The woman in plain clothes left a smile, and walked away gracefully as if she were startled.

She comes and goes without a trace, is so free and easy, and has amazing strength. Even Mo Que, who used to be a genius in Baizhou and knows countless people, has never seen such a strange woman.

He also left the forbidden area and returned to the medicine house.

"Did you fight against the disciples on the 18th floor today?"

In the medicine building, the old medicine man who was sorting out the medicinal materials saw Mo Que returning. Without raising his head, he took the initiative to speak.

"You already know this?" Mo Que did not deny it. This matter cannot be hidden, and there is no need to hide it.

"Before you returned, the disciples from the 18th floor had come several times and asked when you would return."

There was no emotion on Yao Lao's old face, and he said calmly: "Chu Zhifan, the young disciple of the master of the 18th floor, I give you three days to go to the 18th floor to confess your sins, and give the sword you got today.

, send them all back!”

Mo Que didn't know Yao Lao's attitude and asked, "If I refuse, will it cause trouble to the pharmacy?"

Yao Lao's cold eyes flashed with a trace of tenderness, and he said: "No, it's just a disciple on the 18th floor, and he will definitely not give up!"

"As long as I don't cause trouble to the pharmacy, let me take care of the matter of the Eighteen Swords Tower on my own!" Mo Que said firmly.

As long as he doesn't cause trouble in the pharmacy, he won't be afraid no matter how many disciples come to the eighteenth floor.

"Chu Zhifan is the direct descendant of the Eighteenth Floor Master. He has been to the Sword Tomb and has been passed down by his ancestors. His swordsmanship is not comparable to that of ordinary disciples. Even so, you are not afraid?" Yao Lao's eyes suddenly became profound.

"The way of cultivation is to go against nature. If you act timidly and have all kinds of worries, how can you go against nature? Now that I have set foot on this path, I am ready to face all enemies. What should I be afraid of?" Mo Que

His eyes are always firm.

Yao Lao stared at Mo Que for a long time before waving his hand and saying, "Go and have a rest."

When Mo Que left, Yao Lao looked at the direction in which he disappeared and said to himself: "I don't want to involve the Yao House. My character and perseverance are rare, but I don't know what my qualifications are."

In the early morning of the second day, in front of the medicine house, several disciples arrived early.

There were three young disciples. Before they came to the medicine house, they pointed at the medicine house and yelled: "You, the disciples of the medicine house, are despicable and shameless. You compete with my disciples on the 18th floor, but you only dare to bully the weak. You know me?"

When the genius of the medicine house arrives, he flees into the forbidden area and acts like a coward!"

"As a sword cultivator, his actions are just like the sword in his hand. He goes straight when he comes and goes forward without moving forward. What qualifications do these cowards and shameless scoundrels have to enter my sword tower?"

"Everyone in the world knows that the way of physical cultivation is said to be invincible among all the paths in its early stages. As soon as you practice physical cultivation, even though you have defeated a few of my disciples on the 18th floor, you are still not proud of it!"

These disciples, all of whom had great cultivation skills, circulated their energy while cursing, and their voices spread far and wide.

Not long after, the disciples from the surrounding mountains were attracted by the scolding, and more and more people gathered.

"The medicine house has accepted a body-refining disciple?"

"The way of body refining, because it can cultivate flesh, blood and marrow at the same time, has no clear distinction between realms. In the early stage, it is indeed stronger than the way of moving qi, which must be practiced in sequence. It is a pity that this way has been in decline for many years and has long been eliminated. There are still people who practice it.

road!"

"So this disciple from the Medicine House can defeat many disciples from the Eighteenth Floor in a row because the body path is stronger than the air path in the early stage?"

The crowd gathered in front of the Medicine House and learned from several disciples on the 18th floor that there was a body-training disciple in the medicine house. They all became curious. After all, body-training is very rare in today's world.

"This shameless disciple of the Medicine House, relying on his strength in the early stage of physical cultivation, bullied my disciples on the 18th floor. When the genius in my building wanted to fight with him, he escaped into the forbidden area and acted like a coward!"

"Although the medicine building is not one of the thirty-six floors where swords are cultivated, it is part of my sword building after all. Shameless villains like this are not worthy of staying in my sword building and should be driven down the mountain!"

Several disciples on the 18th floor continued to clamor, denounced Mo Que for being bold and shameless, and more and more people were attracted.


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