The thought of naming the swordsmanship made Yu Mo excited.

"First name the fourth sword."

The fourth move was like a scorching sun at the end, and the sword light was as bright as the sun. Wherever it passed, it was covered by the sword light.

"Sunrise East China Sea sword is like the sun!"

Yu Mo was silent for a long time, and Fu Ling was in his heart. Suddenly thinking of these seven words, he felt extremely appropriate.

In particular, the sword light shines on the earth, just like the sunrise in the East China Sea. The sun shines on the sea, sparkling and spectacular.

"Good name!" Yu Mo smiled with satisfaction, chewing repeatedly, more and more flavorful.

"And the general name of swordsmanship, always think of a name that pulls the wind."

He has been in contact with many swordsmanships now, including the Lingyin sword taught to Tang Jing, the return of ten thousand blood to the ancestors, and the various swordsmanships practiced by Heavenly Demon Sage, which can only be used as a reference.

"My swordsmanship is all-encompassing, there are magic swordsmanship, and there is also a divine swordsmanship like Tang Zheng. What name can cover all the characteristics?"

Yu Mo thought hard and was completely stumped.

Only then did he realize how difficult it was to think of a swordsmanship name.

He didn't know what a groundbreaking work he was doing, and at the realm of his cultivation, he was cultivating the exercises passed down by his predecessors.

Although he is also practicing other people's swordsmanship, he has unknowingly changed. After his improvement, he has changed beyond recognition, such as returning to the ancestors with ten thousand blood.

He is creating his own swordsmanship.

"Ah, it's so hard!"

Holding his head, he had a headache, and the real energy and internal force in the body rose and fell with his mood, setting off huge waves, rushing through the meridians.

The two energies are originally opposites. Once they erupt, they are like wild horses running away, colliding with each other.

"what!"

Yu Mo couldn't help screaming.

"The sky is turning upside down, I'm in a daze, and you two are still making trouble, let's see how I can clean up you." Yu Mo thought, the leaves of the Jie Li seedlings swayed, and the Jie Power overflowed from it, swimming along the meridians, Suppress the runaway True Yuan and Internal Force one by one.

Where Jie Li passed, Zhen Yuan and Inner Li obediently quieted down, as if they had met a natural opponent and could no longer jump up.

Jie Li shows off his might, like an overlord, obediently subduing the two energies.

Yu Mo smiled contentedly and said, "Now you know how powerful Jie Li is? Jie Li is the real boss."

When he thinks that his acupuncture point still has unrefined calamity hidden in it, this is a time bomb and a huge treasure trove.

"The foundation of my cultivation is the Tribulation God Jue, which is the source of all magical powers. The robbery God Jue is specially designed to cultivate robbery power, which is useless to others, and is indeed tailor-made for me. In the past, the Heavenly Demon Sage said that the robbery God Jue was the practice of the previous life. , it doesn't seem to be the case now. My previous life was not as stricken with robbery as I was, so I wouldn't practice the Divine Tribulation Art at all."

Huh?

Yu Mo didn't think much about it before and didn't realize the problem, but now that he scrutinized it, he was shocked.

There is a big problem here.

All this time, he ignored this.

"I shouldn't have been so careless."

Where did the Tribulation God Judgment come from?

Why is it tailor-made for him, is there any unknown mystery in it?

Yu Mo shook his head, he really couldn't guess.

"Forget it, the car must have a way to the front of the mountain. For the time being, it seems that Jie Shen Jue has had too much effect on me. Everything I do is based on the power of robbery. The practice I practice is called Jie Shen Jue. Should the name of swordsmanship also rely on this aspect?"

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed, and two words blurted out.

"Jie Jian!"

He pondered these two words over and over again, his eyes brightened, and he praised: "The name of this swordsmanship is too appropriate. Although it is simple, it has a good momentum."

When others hear the name of this sword, they will definitely not be able to guess the mystery, which seems very mysterious.

"Just this name, Jiejian, from now on, my swordsmanship will be called Jiejian. No matter what sword moves are added to it, the general name of the swordsmanship will remain the same." Yu Mo made a decision.

He stroked Xueren lightly and said, "Xueren, from now on, Jiejian will shine brightly with you. We must let the world remember Jiejian and your bloodblade."

"Yes, Master!"

The spirit of the tool was excited, and the sword sounded.

Yu Mo glanced out the window, time flew by, and it turned out to be dark.

He went downstairs to eat without disturbing the others and came to the mental hospital alone.

I left Changheng this time, and I don't know when I will come back again.

He has a way to treat the remaining patients, and naturally he doesn't want to delay and let them indulge in pain.

He has suffered unimaginable illnesses since he was a child, and he does not want others to be like him.

During this time, the mental hospital was extremely lively, which was a shocking news.

It is a miracle that a patient who has been for many years has recovered in one day, and not one, but several. It has attracted the attention of countless people.

Many patients have been discharged in a hurry to be reunited with their families.

But there are still a small number of patients who have not recovered, and many people are secretly looking forward to it, hoping that there will be a miracle.

Of course, this kind of miraculous thing can’t be explained without a variety of hearsay and gossip. For example, there was such a big movement on Changheng Mountain that night, and many people linked it with the recovery of the patient, thinking that this was the real reason.

Didn't the patient keep talking about the Protoss?

Maybe it was really the gods in the mountains who appeared and rescued them all, making up for the bad consequences that were sown in the past.

There are gods in Changheng Mountain!

This news spread among people's doubts, and it is not believed by many people now. After all, Changheng Mountain has always been regarded as an ominous place, and almost no one has set foot on it.

Yu Mo didn't know this, he just wanted to heal and save people.

He didn't expect that after tonight, when people saw that all the mentally ill patients of the year had recovered, they had to believe the rumors that there were gods in the mountains.

Changheng Mountain, which no one cares about, will become very lively and incense will flourish, and countless people will go up the mountain to pray for the blessing of the gods.

Yu Mo couldn't predict that he was lurking in the rooms of the patients. Most of them were fast asleep. In their sleep, Yu Mo took away the memory of the battle of the Protoss and returned to normal.

No new images were discovered until he took the memory from the last patient's mind.

He was not discouraged, after all he had expected this.

As he walked out of the mental hospital, he heard the noise of the hospital becoming lively, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Both sides of the battle of the Protoss did not expect that their battle would affect the ordinary people of Chang Heng and cause them such great pain.

"Senior Tang Zheng, maybe you haven't noticed this influence. Whether you are the last victor or not, this is what I can do for you to make up for the regrets of the year."

Yu Mo muttered to himself in the air, no one responded to him, but he felt refreshed and happy.