Chapter 883

"Well, since he won't come back, it means he won't give up. I don't ask much about him. If I ask too much about him, there will be more leaks. Don't interfere in family affairs. Let him go. " Gu Tianci sighed and said.

"Grandfather, I'm your granddaughter, and I'm a family man." Gu Fenghua said.

"Just because you are my granddaughter, I don't want you to have an accident. Promise me not to meddle in it." Gu Yunxiang stroked Gu Fenghua's head and said.

"Well." Under his gaze, Gu Fenghua bowed his head to answer in a low voice. Eyes are slightly moist up, although Gu Tianci is not her own grandfather, but this care, absolutely no less than any elder care for the younger generation.

However, even so, her mind is still unswerving. Gu Yunxiang's family feud must not be pinned on him, and he must not be allowed to take risks alone. Since she has inherited Gu's family name, she must shoulder her responsibilities!

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"No, it's still not right. I'll show it again. You can watch it." Gu Fenghua took the sword from Gu Zihan, closed his eyes, and then cut it slowly with a very slow speed.

This sword is the first form of eight swords returning to the Yuan Dynasty. One sword shakes rivers and mountains.

This time back, Gu Fenghua spent most of his time guiding Gu Zihan's cultivation besides accompanying his grandfather. After all, she can't stay in the capital all the time. Only by helping Gu Zihan improve her accomplishments and protect herself, can she leave at ease.

She didn't have any reservation for Gu Zihan. She even gave him eight swords to return to the Yuan Dynasty. Unfortunately, no matter how devoted Gu Zihan was, she couldn't grasp the essence.

Gu Fenghua can't remember how many times she has demonstrated it. Every time, she puts the speed very slowly. Every change in the sword style is so clearly visible, and this time is no exception.

It took Gu Fenghua half an hour to finish the sword.

"Try again." Gu Fenghua hands the sword to Gu Zihan.

Gu Zihan held the long sword in his hand, closed his eyes and focused on it. He carefully studied it in his mind several times, and made sure that all the changes in the sword style had been engraved in his mind, without any oversight. Then he opened his eyes and condensed his holy spirit.

"Through!" The long sword was cut on the wooden pier in front of him, and it was embedded more than half a foot.

At Gu Zihan's age, if he was just an ordinary person, this kind of power could be regarded as a natural divine power. But don't forget that he is now the cultivation of the fifth grade of Dousheng. Even if he is an ordinary sword skill, he should easily cut the wooden pier into two pieces, or even blow it into a piece of wood. Instead, he used eight swords to return to the Yuan Dynasty, but only cut the wooden pier half a foot apart. It can be said that he didn't give full play to the power of the sword, relying on his own holy spirit.

"I'm sorry, sister. I'm so stupid." Gu Zihan pulled out his sword and said with a red face, looking ashamed and remorseful.

"No, I don't blame you. I'm too anxious." Gu Fenghua comforted and said.

Gu Zihan is absolutely not stupid. When it comes to cultivation, she is not even under Ye colorless and Bai pangzi. The reason why she can't learn eight swords to return to yuan is that she is too anxious.

"How are you doing with the unknown skill I taught you?" Gu Fenghua asked.

What she said was the internal cultivation method taught by her brothers at the beginning. Although she didn't know the name of this method until now, she only used it as nameless method. According to Feng Lao, it's hard to find such profound and mysterious method even in Wuji holy heaven.