Chapter 147

Name:Everlasting Sword God Author:CIoud
Shen Mengtian's yard is located in a quiet place in the east of the twelve sword building.

This is not consistent with his identity as the eldest young master and heir of the twelve sword building. It can be seen that he was different in the beginning.

"Master, what are we here to get?"

Shen Zhenyi takes Chu Huoluo and Princess long to the courtyard where Shen Mengtian lives. Chu Huoluo wanders around, but he doesn't find anything interesting, so he asks his master curiously.

"I don't know."

Shen Zhenyi just vaguely feels that Shen Mengtian has some understanding, but he can't predict what Shen Mengtian has got.

Stones from other mountains can attack jade.

Shen Mengtian is a genius of kendo. His perception may not exceed his own limitations, but it must be considerable.

Shen Zhenyi was in high spirits.

The furnishings in Shen Meng's heavenly room are also very simple. For 300 years, no one has moved the former young master's yard, and the pattern has not changed at all.

As we all know, although Shen Chongshan doesn't say it, he still thinks about his son in his heart, so he doesn't want to touch his bad luck.

Several ancient books, several sword scores, and several long swords.

The sword spectrum was spread out and placed on the desk at random. The long sword was hung on the wall. Although it was old, there was no sign of corrosion, as if the owner had not left for a long time.

"On weekdays, someone takes care of it."

Princess long observed carefully and found something special.

Shen Zhenyi nodded.

It seems that Shen Mengtian's position in the twelve sword building is irreplaceable - a real genius will be valued.

"Are these things packed away?"

Princess long and Chu Huoluo sorted out Shen Mengtian's relics together, but they really didn't find anything special.

"Wait a minute."

Shen Zhenyi looked at a piece of Paperweight left by Shen Mengtian on the table and felt familiar. She took it in her hand and played it for a while.

"What's special about this?"

In Chu Huoluo's view, it is just an ordinary jade paperweight. The Paperweight is carved into the shape of a tiger. The knife is beautiful and the lines are clean. The only difference is that the eyes have charm, just like staring at people.

"Interesting."

Shen Zhenyi can sense the sword Qi contained in it.

This is not something that the eight cultivation world should have. It is very new because it is stained with mysterious and inexplicable sword meaning.

"Maybe it was because of this that the ancestor made great progress in his sword technique and realized the principle of wanzang sword Sutra... Unfortunately, his contact time was too short. Otherwise, he could be expected to cut the moon here 300 years ago."

It is obviously an object from the higher world, which is regarded as a treasure in this world.

Shen Mengtian left this thing with him and realized the meaning of the sword. It is of great benefit. Over time, he will be far better than his father. It is natural to cut the moon with his qualifications.

Unfortunately, he was thrown into the eye of the storm in reincarnation mountain. This treasure will not be taken away in the future. Fortunately, he survived to the nine secluded places and was estimated to have suffered seven injuries and eight losses. Restricted by the world, it was difficult to break through. After creating the ten thousand Tibetan sword Sutra, he ended up depressed.

And this treasure, just a drop from the sea, was forgotten in the dust in the corner of the twelve sword building.

In these three hundred years, if Shen Chongshan could be relative day by day, today's practice should have gone further.

"Just take this thing."

Shen Zhenyi took the tiger shaped paperweight and gave it to Chu Huoluo. Chu Huoluo happily picked it up. After watching it for a long time, there was still no mysterious feeling.

The trip to the twelve sword tower is not empty.

"Take other things with you. Anyway, they are also the relics of the grandmaster. They can be placed in the villa for memory. The old villa leader will be happy to see them."

Princess long is careful and reminds Shen Zhenyi.

Shen Zhenyi nodded and said, "it's up to you."

Things outside the body can't repose on God's thoughts. It's just a memory for the living. Shen Zhenyi has experienced many vicissitudes of life and does not linger in foreign things, but he can fully understand other people's ideas.

The sword intention here is exhausted. Shen Zhenyi turns around and wants to leave. Suddenly, there is a sound of footsteps outside. Someone opens the door curtain and comes face to face. When he sees Shen Zhenyi and others, he pretends to be surprised.

It was Shen Chongshan and the sword boy who gave him advice.

They couldn't find another chance, so they just created this encounter. "

"Who are you waiting for? Why are you in the forbidden area of my twelve sword Tower!" the sword children's clothing model shouted.

Shen Zhenyi frowned. Princess long hurriedly replied, "this is the third childe Shen of abandoned sword mountain villa. This time, with your Lord's consent, I came here to retrieve the relics of the founder of abandoned sword mountain villa. I'm not breaking in. Please forgive me."

She knew the shape of Shen Chongshan, so she recognized him.

Shen Chongshan pretended to cough, and the sword boy nodded hurriedly, "it doesn't hurt that you are the people who abandoned sword villa. I didn't expect you to come here today. The patriarch will come here to remember on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar new year."

His last sentence added fuel to the snake, and Shen Zhenyi laughed it off.

Shen Chongshan certainly hasn't been here much. If he really comes here twice a month, with his Kendo cultivation, how can he not find the wonderful sword meaning on the tiger shaped Paperweight in 300 years?

It seems that... The other party came for himself.

Shen Zhenyi didn't care, arched his hands and said, "I've seen the patriarch."

In terms of blood, this man can be said to be the ancestor of abandoning sword mountain villa, but after all, he is unfamiliar and has nothing to do with it for a long time. His son Shen Yizhou died under the sword of Chu Huoluo. There was still hatred between the two sides.

Shen Chongshan looked at him with bright eyes and suddenly asked in a deep voice, "do you use a sword? Why don't you bring a sword?"

This made Shen Chongshan a little unhappy.

He believes that a swordsman should have his sword in the presence of people and his sword should die. Shen Zhenyi, a famous swordsman, didn't carry a sword with him, which made Shen Chongshan's evaluation of him low.

Before Shen Zhenyi could answer, Chu Huoluo had heard his answer well and answered first, "that's because everything in heaven and earth has already become my master's sword. He doesn't need to bring a sword at all."

She proudly imitated Shen Zhenyi's tone, shrugged and smiled: "even your excellency, the leader of the twelve sword building, is also my master's sword!"

Although Shen Zhenyi didn't say this personally, he obviously expressed a similar meaning.