Legend of the Gu Demon

The sound of the flying moon blades echoed throughout the rehearsal venue, which shows how enthusiastic the students are about mastering the moon blades.

However, after using the moon-launching blade that looked extremely handsome, I realized that it was not as careless as the academy master showed.

Looking at the entire rehearsal venue from a distance, some moon blades flew no more than two or three meters before dissipating in the air, and some moon blades did not even touch the straw puppets. They were not even a little bit crooked.

It can be seen that whether it is accuracy, power, or the degree of control of true energy, these young people are far inferior to the elders of the school.

After all, the school master is a Level 3 Gu Master who has been working hard for decades. The blood and tears he experienced along the way naturally forged his extremely skilled moon blade projection skills.

"It's so difficult! How did the Xuetang Family boss do it?"

"It's really difficult. Why don't you ask the school boss?"

Several shrewd young men tiptoed around the school elders and asked about the details and techniques of the moon blade.

The teachers at the school patiently gave them guidance over and over again until they made significant progress.

Ningchen, on the other hand, stayed quietly at the edge of the target, shooting out a moon blade from time to time. The trajectory of the moon blade was also ridiculously off, not occupying any of the target at all.

However, this was only done intentionally by Ningchen. His beating of Qingshu yesterday had already drawn him into the eyes of the elders in the hall. If he shows his excellent moon blade projection skills again,

Undoubtedly, the standard in the eyes of others is rising. This is not what Ningchen wants to see.

Once he shows enough value to be cultivated, the old faction represented by the old school family will take the initiative to extend an olive branch.

In this way, even if Ningchen has a way to handle it perfectly, it will leave him with something to use, which will not be conducive to his future plans at all.

It can be said that Ningchen would not do such a thing since it would only bring disadvantages but no advantages.

Ningchen was doing two things at this time, and the sea of ​​true energy in the void was beating against the tough wall of light as it rose and fell.

He was warming up his aperture and didn't waste time on projecting the moon blade. After all, his moon blade skill was already a master's degree.

But from time to time, I would free up my mind and shoot the moon blade with a ridiculous deflection, to avoid the scrutiny of the school elders.

Ningchen was always able to squeeze out time to practice from the limited time available. As a result, his progress was not slow, and even very fast.

Looking at the aperture slightly, there are already a few cracks on the light film. As long as you practice more diligently in the next ten days, you will definitely be able to break through the first level.

After passing through the aperture, he returned to the rehearsal venue. He shot out a moon blade at random, drawing a beautiful curve in the air and dissipating in the air. Looking at the target again, there was only a slight mark on the target.

He exhaled a long breath, raised his head and looked at the warm clouds in the sky.

"Hey, the road to cultivation is really long! I wonder how the matter assigned to Ningchuan was resolved?"

...

Sipping tea by the window is refreshing.

Ningchuan lay half-lying by the window, looking at the busy slaves downstairs next door, sipping a sip of fragrant tea.

"Ah~ It's really good. No wonder my brother always drinks tea. It seems to taste really good! Hahaha."

"Hey~ I haven't done the thing that brother told me yet. Tsk tsk tsk. Forget it, go ahead and do it first. Otherwise, you'll have to blame me again."

After saying that, Ningchuan stood up, put the cup aside, walked slowly towards the stairs, stepped down the stairs, and walked slowly towards the slightly dilapidated mansion next to him.

"Ahem, everyone, please stop what you are doing! Next, I am going to search each of your mansions. I hope you will cooperate well, do you understand?"

Before anyone arrived, the voice came first. Everyone heard the voice and turned around. There was a man who looked like Ningchen, with an upright brow and a majestic appearance. The remaining third was Ningchuan's own cynicism and happiness.

The domestic slaves put down their work one after another and stood in a row in front of Ningchuan. Although they were not as scared as when facing Ningchen, they knew that although Ningchuan seemed to be easier to get along with, it was only in appearance.

Ningchuan glanced at everyone with satisfaction, and then entered everyone's house to search.

In fact, Ningchuan is not willing to search in person. He prefers to leave it to his domestic slaves, but he is not a fool. He also understands that the safest way to do this is to search in person.

Ye Ling'er stood next to Ye Han, feeling uneasy in her heart. She knew that a domestic slave could never own a bow. Once discovered, it would be a capital offense. She could not help but worry about Ye Han.

Ye Han's eyes were as cold as ice at this moment, he bit his thin lips tightly, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his heart hung in his throat.

"Young Master, let me help you search!"

"Stop, who do you think you are, worthy of helping me search?"

Ye Han finally couldn't help but speak out, but Ningchuan has lived with Ningchen all year round, how can he be a vulgar person?

The scolding was beyond words, and Ningchuan also secretly noted this person's appearance in his mind, and decided to tell Ningchen when Ningchen came back.

Ye Han had to stand back after hearing this, his face as gloomy as water, while Ningchuan continued to inspect their house.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this thing of yours is a bit out of standard, please make strict corrections!"

"Yes, yes, it must be rectified."

"Hey~ what is this?"

...

Ye Han knew the consequences if Gong was discovered. How could he not be afraid of Ningchen? It was this fear that drove him to continue to grow, but at this moment, there was only fear in his heart.

"What to do, what to do, what to do, if Ningchen finds out, I'll be doomed!"

This fear made him tremble all over, as if Ningchen's deep eyes were looking directly at him.

Ningchuan carefully scanned the simple bed and unexpectedly found a long square box hidden under the bed. He felt a little nervous and picked it up and opened it. It was empty.

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to search the next room. However, there was nothing in the next room that could make Ningchuan suspicious. On the way, he checked Li Bo's condition and found that it was not bad.

"Okay, no problem, you guys continue to work, I'll go back first."

Ningchuan's figure disappeared at the door, and the footsteps gradually faded away. Ye Han's heart was completely relieved, but he also had some doubts.

"Finally survived, but he didn't find my bow?"

"Brother Ye Han, I threw the bow away yesterday to protect you. It should still be in the original place now."

Ye Ling'er responded. In order to protect Ye Han, she took a great risk and hid the bow.

"That's good, take me to find it back."

It turned out that when Ning Chen and Ning Chuan were talking yesterday, Ye Ling'er accidentally heard it and hid Ye Han's bow in advance, which avoided this catastrophe.

Ningchuan sat by the window again, picked up the teacup and took a sip. He had no doubts in his heart. After all, he was not as cautious as Ning Chen.

"It's a pity that nothing was found, but fortunately, my brother's task was completed. I said he thought too much. Bah, damn, the tea is cold."