Chapter 7: Brother

At the same time, the new disciples who worshipped the abandoned sword mountain village on the second day of February also started a new martial art practice under the guidance of the master of the mountain village according to different qualifications and strengths.
Abandoned Sword Villa is not so much a sect gate, it is more like the top martial arts training place of Jiuyou Zhengdao.
Three hundred years of accumulation has made the martial arts classics here vast, and basically anyone can find a martial art suitable for them. As a result, he broke through the puppet of his original origin and set foot in a state that could not have been reached.
Many warriors who have practiced in abandoned sword villas have stayed in the villas for a lifetime. Even if they return to the original Zongmen or the family, they will be branded with abandoned sword villas. Therefore, the owner of Abandoned Sword Villa is not necessarily the highest master in the world, but it can be justified to say that he is the actual martial arts controller.
This model is completely different from the traditional martial arts school that blesses itself from the broom. It originated from Shen Mengtian, the founder of the villa, and selflessly shared his martial arts experience with the people of the world. After the efforts of the owners of the villas, he finally formed a wave that swept the world.
Compared with three hundred years ago, the number of Xi Wu people has increased by a hundredfold, and the number of top masters has also increased significantly.
Martial arts is about to arrive.
Shen Sangonghui was originally the brightest star in this martial arts age. Although it is dim, it has not affected the overall situation.
The master of this martial art is Shen Shou, the owner of the abandoned sword mountain village.
He had passed the age of knowing his fate, and Hebei had gray hair early. Since the third son Shen Zhenyi's accident, there has been a little bit of embarrassment in his expression, and it seems even more embarrassing. Even in the event of recruiting new disciples, he has not been very pleased.
"Master Zhou Wenzi's performance is excellent this time. It should not be difficult to break through the seventh realm within ten years. His potential is very good, and the villa can have another master of the sky list." In the abandoned hall of the sword villa, he bowed to Shen Shou It was his eldest son, Shen Baihe, the head of the fourth son of Wulin that year.
Shen Baihe is 27 years old and has a moustache on his lips. He was meticulous in dress and very restrained in his expressions. He could not see the old-fashioned love of the year. He was sandwiched between the father of the top ten masters and his outstanding younger brother. He was more like an honest housekeeper.
Shen Shoumune nodded, and smiled bitterly: "No matter how many masters in the sky, who is comparable to the third child?"
Shen Baihe's expression was stiff, and he bowed his head and said nothing.
Shen Shou also knew that he had said something wrong, and explained: "It was just a moment of emotion that you can bring Zhou Wenzi back to the villa. It is a great achievement. His talent is not under you, but he has shortened the path of spiritual practice. Shallow. He chose to practice in Zhaobi, Kowloon? If he can stay in the villa for ten years, he may hope to see the road to the eighth state. "
Shen Baihe raised his head and smiled, "Brother Zhou must be very happy to hear his father say this."
He stepped into the seventh level of martial arts earlier than Zhou Wenzi. As a young man under 30, this is really an outstanding performance worthy of praise. But with Shen Sangong's son Zhu Yu in front, even his success seemed a bit bleak.
Fortunately, he never showed jealousy to his younger brother, but always dedicated himself to what he should do.
"Recently, is there any news from the third child in Houshan?" After all, Shen Shou was still worried about the younger son. After finishing the affairs of the villa, he turned to ask the eldest son again.
Shen Baihe respectfully said, "It's been a long time since the third brother hasn't heard from me. After two days of busy work, I'll go up the mountain to see him again, and see if I can persuade him to go down."
Chapter Five Medicinal Bath
When Shen Baihe came back from the mountain the next morning, Shen Zhenyi was sitting on the top of the mountain and watching the morning glow.
Chu Huoluo was sent to practice basic skills.
This makes the girl who is already in the fifth martial arts very unintelligible, thinking that she has passed this stage long ago, but Shen Sangong had to obey her honestly in a word.
"That's how I practiced."
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Shen Zhenyi practiced this way. At the age of fourteen, she broke through the realm of sitting, winning the old top ten master sword mad left, and became the world's first swordsman. So Chu Huoluo could not refute, but to run honestly.
What Shen Baihe saw was still the lonely back of Shen Zhenyi sitting in front of Jianzhu.
His fist clenched, his nails stabbed the skin of his palm, and he barely stepped forward and laughed: "The third brother is really here. When he talked to your father last night about you, he was still very worried."
Shen Zhenyi turned her head and said indifferently, "Thank you for your care, I'm not dead this time."
Shen Baihe's pupils suddenly contracted.
He took a half-step in a vigilant and quietly, pinching a sword in his sleeve with his right hand, and then cautiously said, "Why is it unreasonable for the third brother? Although you are seriously injured, there is no danger to life.
Shen Zhenyi didn't care. He slowly pushed the wheelchair down the mountain and passed by with Shen Baihe without even looking at him.
Only a faint voice remained in the wind.
"The Buddha Sword is a proud disciple of Master Liu Ru. He died here, and Lanke Temple will find out sooner or later. Brother will take care of it."
Shen Baihe was sweating cold again.
he knows! He always knew! Shen Baihe roared in his heart, and the rigidity of his shoulders and neck prevented him from facing his biological brother.
"Also--"
When Shen Zhenyi moved to the corner in the distance, he paused again, and added, "If you want to kill me, there are not enough people in the seventh world of martial arts. There is no need to add unnecessary damage."
In the eyes of this talented younger brother, is the seventh world of martial arts as valuable as Chinese cabbage?
Shen Baihe was bitter in the mouth, finally summoning the courage to turn around, and at this time Shen Zhenyi had disappeared and disappeared into the low wood in front.
I'm just the seventh state of martial arts. Shen Baihe laughed at himself, even a young generation of Jun Yan, such as the Buddha Sword, died silently in the mountain behind the abandoned sword mountain village. Then there must be ten Shen Shengong, who is like a monster Can only the masters do it?
He froze for a long time in the wind, and then he went down the mountain along the same road, looking pale.
"When I was running the lap just now, I seemed to see the grandson." Chu Huoluo panted and appeared in front of Shen Zhenyi. "He seems a little upset."
"If you do something wrong, you will always feel bad in your heart." Shen Zhenyi said lazily.
The mountain behind the abandoned Jianshanzhuang is not a wild country, so many assassins will touch it. It is strange that there is no internal response. Shen Zhenyi is a hundred years wise, and if he is watching the fire, only someone is still pretending to be stupid.
Of course, for Shen Zhenyi, these are just trivial matters. An ant-like person came to kill him, and he wouldn't even care, let alone get angry.
What he pursues will always be Supreme Kendo.
No matter where you are.
"My son, I've finished running. What next? Can I rest?"
Although Chu Huoluo was curious about their brotherhood, she was too tired to practice, and she couldn't wait to go back to bath and sleep.