Chapter 138: There are no elders here

The twelve sword towers have a long way to go, and from the abandoned sword hills in the south to the north, there is a distance of ten thousand miles.
An Defu also counted on morale, knowing that the abandoned sword villa had provoked the Twelve Sword Towers, he still had to work hard for Shen Zhenyi to saddle the horse and arrange the dragon bike.
Just let him follow, but he refused to go.
"Last time I went to Jiuzhongxiao, Xiao has had enough."
Surviving once is enough for the thrilling experience of life, and you don't have to worry about it again.
Shen Zhenyi didn't force him to go, so he took the dragon county master and Chu Huoluo in a dragon car, across the entire Baxiu world, and went to the north Dingtian Department.
The Twelve Sword Towers and Fenglei City are both within the territory of Dingtian Bu, but they are in a special position and have their own fiefdoms. The Zongmen forces in Dingtian Bu can not control them, but they must breathe their breath.
It is precisely because the Twelve Sword Towers and Fenglei City are close to each other that there have been many contradictions over the years.
The Lord of Long County knew more about the grievances of these two cases, and he gave science to Shen Zhenyi and Chu Huoluo along the way.
"That said, in fact, the ancestor is just an introduction."
Chu Huoluo is not stupid. After a little thought, I find that the contradictions between the two schools are irreconcilable. Unless they can be merged into one, what is the relationship between children and children is not the point.
"That's natural."
The Lord Longjun nodded, "But in fact, the two have also had a discussion on the faction, but the ancestor's matter happened in this eye, and this matter will not be left."
There are still people of insight on both sides, knowing that it is not good for the two cases to be consumed in this way. If you can be sincere and united, you can be at the head of the Eight Sects and become the world's largest denomination.
"The two are united, and they can even threaten the imperial power. I'm afraid that someone will not."
Shen Zhenyi looked more thoroughly.
Shen Mengtian and Princess Baili are both proud and smart people. They come to this embarrassing situation. If they are because they are too young and vigorous, Shen Zhenyi is unbelievable.
Now it seems that I am afraid that someone will design it.
Shen Zhenyi has no interest in these dirty things of fighting for power and does not pose a threat to him.
The journey is long and it is better to practice swords.
Shen Zhenyi refused to relax for a moment. He made a breakthrough in the past few days, and it was precisely because of some induction that he was willing to go this far.
He instructed Chu Huoluo and Longjun Master to practice sword qi. Oneself is more concerned about the sword and the forging of the sword god.
Even in the world of Ba Xiu, master duel is indispensable for spirit, and God has paid more attention to the use of God and will.
Shen Zhenyi is certainly far-sighted in this regard, but his practice cannot always be abandoned.
While Shen Zhenyi's three were practicing sword on the road, Shen Yizhou was not idle.
Probably from the time when he practiced his sword when he was beaten with a bamboo whip by his father, he never practiced his sword so hard.
The old lady connected four elders in succession and made countless benefits. They passed on the meridians and finally pushed the sword in the Jinghua Shuiyue dream to Dacheng.
In order to strengthen his realm, he has been practicing hard in the backyard these days, and dare not slacken a little.
"Yizhou's swordsmanship has gained charm now, even if it is placed in the middle, it is not bad."
On this day, the friend of Shen Yizhou, the son of Penglai from Zhongdu, came to visit and was amazed to see his sword skills.
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Shen Yizhou was very proud and smiled, "Does this still make it? I'm afraid not to get into Fangjia law."
The Penglai son is very young, but has a high status. He is inextricably linked to the royal family and has a mysterious background. Shen Yizhou knew the person through the relatives of the old lady and had no contact with him.
His swordsmanship is also very clever. He was surpassed by Shen Yizhou at that time, and it can be said that it was hand-to-hand.
Now Shen Yizhou's swordsmanship is advancing so much that he can boast in front of his good friends, of course, being proud of himself.
Penglai nodded and said, "Young generation, your swordsmanship can at least rank in the top ten."
He gently held a sentence, and suddenly frowned again: "But I heard that recently there was a Shen Sangong in the South. His swordsmanship seems to be better than you."
How do you mention Shen Zhenyi again?
Shocked and furious, Shen Yizhou asked, "My son has seen Shen Zhenyi?"
Penglai nodded slightly and smiled, "The swordsmanship is really interesting. I heard that he is coming to the Twelve Sword Tower soon?"
If you want to inquire, you can't hide the news at all.
Since the Penglai son said that it was broken, Shen Yizhou no longer concealed it, and sighed: "Originally, the family is ugly, but this Shen Zhenyi is the vein of my elder brother's exodus. If he wants to come back, I cannot stop it."
This is half true.
The son of Penglai said positively: "Otherwise, you are an orthodox family, and naturally you should be the heir of the Twelve Sword Towers. How can he replace it with a wild species that does not know where to come from? I think your swordsmanship is still improving. You can definitely beat him if you step up a few places. "
Shen Yizhou was overjoyed, and he pleaded humbly to ask: "Please ask your son for guidance."
Shen Yizhou knew that Penglai was a master of swordsmanship. Since he said so, he had to give a pointer or two, and Shen Yizhou would certainly be able to make rapid progress.
The son of Penglai smiled and spoke a few words beside Shen Yizhou. Shen Yizhou's complexion changed slightly, his fist was tightened, and he nodded solemnly.
A small amount is not a gentleman, non-toxic but not a husband.
As Penglai said, Shen Zhenyi must die!
Shen Yizhou doesn't need too much maggots. He is already full of malice. As long as someone pushes gently, he will naturally ignore everything.
He is ready.
Ten days later, Shen Zhenyi arrived at the Twelve Swords Tower.
This gate is named because this is the place where the martial arts fighters who explored Kendo were gathered here. Among them, the twelve of the most outstanding people each built a sword tower, and they learned swordsmanship here.
Later, the twelfth floor was unified, and the patriarch of Chuangpai was named after it.
Today's Twelve Sword Towers, of course, are no longer the rudeness of the beginning. Not to mention the land under his control, the manor that wrapped these twelve swords buildings has a hundred-mile radius, which is dozens of times larger than the abandoned sword mountain village. , This is the momentum of the old strong.
"We have arrived."
Shen Zhenyi looked at the high-hanging plaque not far away, so he revisited the place and felt a sense of solitude.
Of course, he has been to all places related to swords, but things are wrong. Those pure swordsmen of that year have already been scattered, mostly turned into loess, and they can no longer be found.
There are no elders in this life.
This is the limit of the world.
Shen Zhenyi sighed.