Chapter 25

Shen Zhenyi didn't sleep all night. He looked at the scenery outside the window slowly changing. When the rising sun, the red light came from the East and the sky turned white. He bathed in incense, changed his clothes and went out to the white tower in the back mountain.

Wulin people gathered in abandoned sword villa, led by Zen master Shen Shou and Liuru, have long gathered outside mengjian building, waiting for Shen Zhenyi to come out.

"It's still early. I'll wait at Houshan white tower first. You can come back in the evening."

Shen Zhenyi nodded to them and said hello.

Zen master Liuru and others dare not say more, but they can't rest assured to stay at the foot of the mountain. They followed behind Shen Zhenyi and went up the back of abandoned sword mountain villa.

The white tower stands towering, and the red morning glow is reflected in the air, like a picturesque magnificent spectacle.

Shen Zhenyi, dressed in white, sat in front of the white tower and closed his eyes, just like a statue.

"Old monk, what do you think of today's war?" epilepsy fairy asked Zen master Liuru quietly.

People in the Wulin are expecting that after the first battle between Mr. Shen Sanzi and Mr. Wujian, the nine secluded land will return to calm. But they all have a hunch that after today, everything will be different.

"I wish the third childe could be powerful except the devil." master Liuru folded his hands and sighed and prayed.

The Wulin people behind them gnashed their teeth and said, "third childe, you must avenge us!"

Mr. Wujian has committed a lot of crimes in the past month. Most of the people present have deep blood feuds with him - there is little hope for them to avenge the old devil. They can only look forward to Shen Zhenyi.

Mr. Shen didn't answer. He seemed to be immersed in his own world and never said a word.

The sun gradually rose and gradually shifted to the West.

The crowd of onlookers were tired and hungry and didn't want to leave.

"When will the old devil come?"

"Can't you be afraid of the prestige of the third childe and dare not come?"

"Said it was the full moon, it should be night."

The crowd murmured, anxious and impatient.

Even Zen master Liuru, Shen Shou and others were anxious, and their emotions showed on their faces.

Shen Zhenyi sighed in her heart that these people in Jiuyou land are already top, but their mind is still far from passing the test. After today, the situation is even more difficult.

As the sun sets, don't startle the magpies and make a sad sound across the evening.

The moon wheel rises from the endless sea, and the silver light diffuses. It looks bigger and rounder than usual.

"Coming!"

People with sharp eyes can see a black spot in the center of the moon wheel. A closer look shows a man in black walking on the waves, with five long swords behind him, releasing blood gas into the sky.

Mr. Wujian.

Even if you step on the sea, you will walk on the ground. Every step seems to have been measured accurately.

Small waves rose at his feet, but did not wet his shoes and socks - the use of true Qi was almost superb.

Many people exclaimed.

"He... He holds himself up with all his Qi! God! How much Qi can he waste?"

"The total amount of true Qi is naturally shocking after more than 200 years of old immortality!"

"Even third childe Shen can't do this!"

People couldn't help worrying. Mr. Wujian showed his strength when he showed his hand.

"Good."

Shen Zhenyi just nodded and was happy.

White hair.

In black.

Five mouth Blood Sword.

When Mr. Wujian stepped onto the back mountain cliff, he was also at his peak.

In addition to Shen Zhenyi, everyone else took three steps back. They only felt that the breath in their chest was stagnant and there was a sense of oppression that they couldn't breathe.

Mr. Wujian was tall, dressed in black linen and straw sandals, and tied up with only a straw rope at his waist. Except for the five swords on the back, there was no other decoration on his body. His white hair was scattered and his face was cold.

——This is very different from his image of hot wine by the stove last night.

His eyes narrowed, his eyes were like needles, and his eyes were hollow.

For him, everything in the nine secluded land is like mole ants.

Shen Zhenyi looked at him from a distance and sighed: "if you can practice the blood exchange secret method to this extent, you can also be regarded as tough."

This opportunistic skill can accumulate Qi for a long time, but it is also easy to lose yourself. The essence, Qi and spirit cannot be integrated, and it is difficult to practice to a higher level.

Mr. Wujian looked at the sky above his head and said with awe: "I'm relegated here. All I think about all the time is returning to my hometown. How can I be as confused as ordinary people?"

Since his birth, his vision and insight have not been comparable to those of the common people in the nine secluded places. How can he endure being imprisoned in this corner?

Shen Zhenyi frowned slightly. "Since you come from the upper world, you should have your own way of practice. You have to practice this blood exchange secret method at the expense of others and yourself. Don't you think it will damage the blessing?"

Mr. Wujian burst out laughing. "We martial arts practitioners respect the strong. What's the reward?"

Since I have chosen to practice martial arts, of course, I will only believe in myself.

Shen Zhenyi nodded and said no more.

Both of them were silent, waiting for the moon eye to take off.

There was a strange silence behind the abandoned sword villa.

The onlookers were frightened by the inadvertent momentum of the two people, and they didn't even dare to go out. He only stretched his neck and widened his eyes to see how the two masters beyond the imagination of the martial artists in Jiuyou land fought?

Chu Huoluo pinched a cold sweat for Shen Zhenyi, and she had no bottom in her heart.

"Shifu will never lose! Even the eight masters shot at him, and he could break it by understatement! This is just Mr. Wujian's affectation. He must not be Shifu's opponent!" she could only comfort herself.

But Chu Huoluo actually knew that Mr. Wujian was definitely not putting on airs.

He could easily crush all the people present except Mr. Shen.

The moon is in the middle of the sky.

They were bathed in the soft moonlight, just like a pillar of light, piercing the night and enveloping the white tower.

Mr. Wujian opened his eyes, looked at Shen Zhenyi, nodded slightly and said, "let's start!"

With a gentle kick under his foot, he was like a big black bird rising from the sky, turning two somersaults in the air and jumping to the top of the white tower.

Shen Zhenyi smiled and patted on the armrest of the wheelchair. The wheelchair floated out of thin air, like a feather in the wind, soaring up with the air!

Everyone took a breath. Their lightness skills were completely beyond everyone's understanding.

Mr. Wujian is nothing more than holding himself with huge Qi to jump tens of feet high.

But Shen Zhenyi's method only makes people stunned. I don't know how to do it.

"A feather in the eternal sky!"

Mr. Wujian's face sank and sneered, "sure enough, you're from there."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the moon eye in the sky.