Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 7

[Chapter 7 Brother]

At the same time, the new disciples who went to Abandoned Sword Villa on the second day of the second month of the second lunar month also started a new martial arts practice under the guidance of their teacher and father in the villa according to their different qualifications and strengths.

Abandoned Sword Villa is not so much a sect, but more like the top martial arts training place of Jiuyou Zhengdao.

The accumulation of three hundred years has made the martial arts books here so vast that basically anyone can find a martial arts that suits them. And because of this, he broke through the shackles of his original origin and stepped into a realm that was impossible to reach.

Many warriors who have practiced in Abandoned Sword Villa have stayed in the villa to spend their whole lives. Even if they return to their original sect or family, they will be marked with the brand of Abandoned Sword Villa. Therefore, the owner of Abandoned Sword Villa may not be the highest expert in the world, but it is completely reasonable to say that he is the actual martial arts controller.

This model is completely different from the traditional martial arts sect, which originated from Shen Mengtian, the founder of the villa, who selflessly shared his martial arts experience with the world. After the efforts of the owners of the villas in the past, it finally formed a wave that swept the world.

Compared with three hundred years ago, the number of martial arts practitioners has increased by a hundred times, and the number of top masters has also increased significantly.

The prosperous world of martial arts is coming.

Originally, Third Young Master Shen would be the brightest star in this prosperous world of martial arts. Although it is dim now, it has not affected the overall situation.

And the master of this prosperous world of martial arts is Shen Shou, the owner of Abandoned Sword Villa.

He has passed the year of knowing his destiny, and his temples have early gray hair. Since the accident of the third son Shen Zhenyi, his expression has become a little more dejected, and even more haggard, even for a major event such as recruiting new disciples, he is not too relieved.

“…Junior Brother Zhou Wenzi’s performance is excellent this time. It shouldn’t be difficult to break through the seventh realm within ten years. He has great potential, and the villa can have one more expert in the sky…” In the main hall of Abandoned Sword Villa, bowing The person who reported to Shen Shou was his eldest son, Shen Baihe, the head of the four young masters of the martial arts.

Shen Baihe was twenty-seven years old, with a mustache on his lips. He was meticulously dressed, and his expression was very restrained. He could not see the suave and romantic back then. He was sandwiched between the old father who was listed in the top ten masters and the young brother who was outstanding. He was more like an honest villa housekeeper.

Shen Shou nodded stiffly, and said with a wry smile: “No matter how many experts in the sky, who can compare to the third child?”

Shen Baihe’s expression froze, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

Shen Shou also knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and explained: “It’s just a moment of emotion. You can bring Zhou Wenzi back to the villa. Shallow. Did he choose to practice in the Nine Dragons Screen Wall? If he can stay in the villa for ten years, he might be able to see the road to the eighth realm.”

Shen Baihe raised his head and said with a smile, “Junior Brother Zhou must be very happy to hear what his father said.”

He stepped into the seventh realm of martial arts one step earlier than Zhou Wenzi. As a young man under 30 years old, this is really an excellent performance worthy of Haosheng’s praise. But with the third son of Shen Zhuyu in front, even his success seemed a little bleak.

Fortunately, he never showed jealousy towards his younger brother, and just kept doing what he was supposed to do conscientiously.

“Recently, is there any news about the third son in the back mountain?” Shen Shou was still worried about the younger son after all.

Shen Baihe respectfully said: “Third brother has not heard from him for a long time. After two days of work, I will go up the mountain to see him and see if I can persuade him to go down the mountain.”

Chapter 5 Medicated Bath

When Shen Baihe went back to the mountain the next morning, Shen Zhenyi was sitting on the top of the mountain watching the sunrise as usual.

Chu Huoluo was sent by him to practice basic skills.

——This made the girl who was already in the fifth realm of martial arts very incomprehensible, thinking that she had already passed this stage, but Shen San Gongzi made her have to obey honestly.

“That’s how I practiced back then.”

Shen Zhenyi practiced like this. At the age of fourteen, he broke through the realm of sitting and photographed, and won the veteran swordsman Zuo Tianxing, the top ten master swordsmen, and became the number one swordsman in the world. So Chu Huoluo had no way to refute, so she could only honestly go for a run and ride horses.

What Shen Baihe saw was still Shen Zhenyi’s lonely back sitting in front of the sword mound.

He clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails stinging the flesh in his palm, and he forced himself to smile and said, “The third brother is indeed here. When he talked to my father about you last night, he was very worried.”

Shen Zhenyi turned her head and said indifferently, “Thank you eldest brother for your concern, this time I haven’t died yet.”

Shen Baihe’s pupils shrank suddenly.

He took a half step back cautiously and calmly, pinching a sword in his sleeve with his right hand, and then cautiously said, “Why did the third brother make such unfortunate remarks? Although your injury is serious, it is no longer life-threatening…”

Shen Zhenyi didn’t care, he slowly pushed the wheelchair down the mountain and passed Shen Baihe without even looking at him.

Only faint voices remained in the wind.

“Fujian is the proud disciple of Zen Master Liuru. He died here, and Lanke Temple will find out sooner or later. Big brother will take care of the aftermath…”

Shen Baihe was once again drenched in cold sweat.

he knows! He always knew! Shen Baihe roared in his heart, the stiffness of his shoulders and neck made him unable to turn back to face his biological brother.

“in addition–”

When Shen Zhenyi moved to the far corner, he paused again and added, “If you want to kill me, there are not enough people in the seventh realm of martial arts, there is no need to add unnecessary damage.”

In the eyes of this genius younger brother, is the seventh realm of martial arts as worthless as Chinese cabbage?

Shen Baihe was bitter, and finally summoned up the courage to turn back. At this time, Shen Zhenyi had already disappeared and disappeared into the dwarf forest in front of him.

I’m only the seventh realm of martial arts… Shen Baihe laughed at himself, even a young handsome man like Fojian died silently in the back mountain of Abandoned Sword Villa, then to get rid of this enchanting third son of Shen, Can only the top ten masters do it?

He was stunned in the wind for a long time, and then he went down the mountain along the original road, his face horrified.

“I seem to have seen the eldest son when I was running the circle just now.” Chu Huoluo appeared in front of Shen Zhenyi panting, “He seems a little unhappy.”

“If you do something wrong, you will always have trouble in your heart.” Shen Zhenyi was too lazy to say.

The back mountain of Abandoned Sword Villa is not a wilderness, so many assassins will come in, and it is strange that there is no inner response. Shen Zhenyi was wise and wise, but someone was still pretending to be stupid.

Of course, to Shen Zhenyi, these are just trivial things. He wouldn’t care if an ant-like person came to kill him, let alone being provoked by anger.

What he pursues is always the supreme swordsmanship.

wherever you are.

“Sir, I’ve finished running… what’s next? Can I rest?”

Although Chu Huoluo was curious about their brotherhood, she was too tiring to practice. She couldn’t wait to go back to take a bath and sleep.