Shen Zhenyi was leisurely, turning a deaf ear to the outside world.
Cynanchum Chinense couldn't help but ask him, "Master, this Mr. Five Swords is so arrogant. Now at the entrance of the Abandoned Sword Villa, people are crying and complaining to you. What should we do?"
Those who lost their relatives and masters all came to ask the Third Young Master Shen to help them.
However, Mister Five Swords was extremely powerful. Whether Shen Zhenyi could withstand him or not, no one was sure. They just hoped that Shen Zhenyi would appear as soon as possible. No matter who won or lost, he would be able to end this catastrophe.
Shen Zhenyi was calm and collected. "He doesn't dare to come to me. What can I do?"
He lived in the Dream Sword Villa and meditated every day. He said that he was preparing for Mr. Five Swords, but he didn't hold a sword. Shen Shou and others were worried every day, but they didn't dare to ask.
Since Shen Zhenyi explained the martial arts Mr. Five Swords practiced and spread, the world was in a panic.
There was actually such evil martial arts in the world. It seemed that their original ideas were overturned overnight.
Cynanchum Chinense pouted and said, "Now even Grandma is practicing in the Abandoned Sword Villa. I know she is also afraid that she will meet Mr. Five Swords on the way back. When will this crisis end? "
Shen Zhenyi sighed softly. "After the battle between me and Mr. Five Swords, the Ninth Serenity will be overturned more. Just get used to it."
He sipped his white tea and didn't react to the news of the masters' deaths that came every few days.
The Ninth Serenity was in a state of disunity and short-sightedness.
Once the Moon Decapitation changed the world, these so-called masters would be more difficult to face. Now it was not a bad thing to die in the hands of Mr. Five Swords.
Mr. Five Swords used the killing method to increase his momentum. By the fifteenth of August, he would break through the tenth level of Martial Arts.
When the two fought, the Moon Decapitation would be a high probability event.
Shen Zhenyi didn't have time to worry about these people.
It was useless to worry.
He needed to calm his heart and do his best to increase his combat strength.
Time flew by. By the time August arrived and the fragrance of osmanthus wafted through the air and the autumn wind was slightly cold, Mister Five Swords had already killed 23 people.
He had also come within a hundred miles of the Abandoned Sword Villa.
It was said that someone had once seen Mister Five Swords by the roadside. His white hair fluttered in the wind, and his murderous aura was awe-inspiring. Just one look was enough to make people tremble in fear.
After hearing this news, the experts who stayed in the Abandoned Sword Villa discussed it together.
"There are still seven days before the battle between Mister Wujian and the Third Prince. Now that he has killed so many people, I wonder if anyone else will be killed?" Zen Master Liu Ru had been frowning for the past few days. After this battle, the decline of the Nine Underworlds Martial World was unavoidable.
Shen Shou was the same. He lamented, "I asked Third Brother yesterday. He said he won't. Mister Wujian will be in closed-door training for the next seven days. He won't hurt anyone again to avoid losing his murderous aura."
His son shouldn't be wrong. Shen Shou didn't know whether he should be happy or worried.
Crazy Immortal couldn't help but ask, "Villa Master, did The Third Prince say whether he can block that old monster Wujian?"
Although Mister Five Swords was originally a shadow, he had only killed one person in 60 years. And that was only against the World's Number One Master. For ordinary martial artists, even those on the Celestial List, he didn't have much of an impact. Everyone could pretend to be deaf and dumb.
But this time, he suddenly unleashed his beast nature. After killing so many famous people, he had become the public enemy of the martial world. They were always worried that if the Third Young Master Shen wasn't a match for Mister Five Swords, what would happen next? Would he slaughter the martial arts world as he pleased?
"I don't know."
Shen Shou's face was bitter. "I tried to ask Third Brother several times, but he never gave me a direct answer. Sigh …"
Of course, his son was unparalleled in the world. That day, he defeated the Eight Great Masters in the world with one move. But Mister Five Swords was also an incredible monster. Who wouldn't be worried if he fought this battle?
The heroes were helpless and found that the only thing they could do was to sigh.
Dream Sword Villa still didn't show any signs of activity.
August 14th.
There was only one night left before the appointed date of the battle.
Shen Zhenyi sat in the Dream Sword Villa and looked at the bright moon in the sky. Suddenly, he was moved and pushed the wheelchair to the garden.
The garden was full of weeds and bushes. There was a bit of gloom in the dark corners.
"Master!"
Cynanchum Chinense jumped out. She was worried about Shen Zhenyi and had been waiting in the Dream Sword Villa for the past few days. When she saw Shen Zhenyi coming out, she quickly went up to him.
Shen Zhenyi didn't feel surprised. He nodded slightly and said, "Take me down the mountain and have a drink."
He didn't wait for Cynanchum Chinense's answer. He turned the wheelchair and walked alone toward the gate of the Abandoned Sword Villa.
Cynanchum Chinense quickly walked behind Shen Zhenyi and pushed the wheelchair. "That old monster is coming tomorrow. Why are you going down the mountain at this time?"
She had been in the Abandoned Sword Villa for almost half a year.
At first, Shen Zhenyi lived in the White Tower at the back of the mountain and practiced in isolation. After guiding Chu Huoluo to defeat Zhou Wenzi, he came out of his Closed Door Meditation and moved to the Dream Sword Villa. Since then, he had been living in seclusion. The only time he went to the Abandoned Sword Villa was when he fought with the eight masters.
Other than that, he had always been in the Dream Sword Villa and never left.
Tomorrow is the battle of life and death. Why do you want to go out for a drink at this time?
If the other party wasn't the Third Young Master Shen, Cynanchum Chinense would simply think that there was something wrong with his brain.
But he was Shen Zhenyi, so he must have his own reasons.
Shen Zhenyi didn't answer, so Cynanchum Chinense couldn't ask.
She pushed Shen Zhenyi out of the gate of the villa and looked at the lights in the town at the foot of the mountain. It looked more prosperous under the sapphire blue night sky.
The Abandoned Sword Villa was originally built in the mountain. At first, the foot of the mountain was just a quiet little village. But in the past three hundred years, as the status of the Abandoned Sword Villa became higher and higher, this place became more and more prosperous.
The martial artists who dreamed of seeing the Holy Land would visit the Abandoned Sword Villa in their lifetime. Keen merchants operated and built here. Now, the foot of the city had become a rich town.
This place was peaceful and rich. Although martial artists often came and went, because of the dignity of the Abandoned Sword Villa, no one dared to cause trouble.
Tipsy young jianghu people sat in small taverns on the street, looking at the White Tower of the Abandoned Sword Villa at the top of the mountain, clapping their hands and singing together. That was the shore of their dreams.
Although the Land of Nine Serenities was chaotic, it was still a simple world.
Shen Zhenyi put on a felt hat and deliberately didn't attract attention. He stopped in front of an open-air shop with lights on at the end of the street and asked for a braised egg and a flatbread, as well as a pot of wine.
The lights were dim, and the old man in the shop was busy with his head down.
He delicately cut the braised egg into four pieces. The color was golden, and the flatbread was sprinkled with green chopped onions. The fragrance was overwhelming.
Although the wine was ordinary and plain, it was clean and had an osmanthus fragrance, making people drunk without drinking it.
These things were sold for a total of thirty-six copper coins.
Shen Zhenyi picked up a piece of braised egg with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly.
The taste was just right, and the taste was excellent. It was the taste of his youth. Thinking back, it had been six or seven years since he came here — no wonder the stall owner didn't remember him.
"Is it delicious?" Cynanchum Chinense still didn't know why he came to eat and drink on a whim. She tasted half a cup of osmanthus wine out of boredom and found it tasteless, so she asked curiously.
"It's not whether it's delicious or not, it's just a memory."
Shen Zhenyi sighed, "After tomorrow, whether or not this town can be saved will depend on the will of the heavens."
Cynanchum Chinense was shocked, "Will your fight in the back of the mountain affect this place?"
Legend has it that when the martial arts masters of the previous generation fought, the release of their true energy would spread all around, causing the mountains to collapse and the earth to crack. It was like a natural disaster.
However, this couldn't be verified. Based on the current situation of the top masters fighting, although it would affect the surrounding terrain, it would at most affect a radius of a few hundred feet.
Cynanchum Chinense didn't believe that the fight between the Third Young Master Shen and Mr. Wujian at the back of the mountain could affect the town at the foot of the mountain.
Shen Zhenyi smiled, "It's not that our martial arts of the mortal realm can affect this town. It's just that after tomorrow, everything will be different."
Cynanchum Chinense was a little confused, "You mean the Moon Decapitation tomorrow?"
"What will happen after the Moon Decapitation?"
She remembered that Shen Zhenyi had told her that the highest level of martial arts was the Moon Decapitation Flying Fairy.
However, she didn't ask in detail what would happen after the Moon Decapitation in the Nine Serenities Land.
"The world will be turned upside down."
Shen Zhenyi only said four words.
If he had more time, maybe he could slowly guide and improve this world. Unfortunately, due to the appearance of Mr. Wujian, the process of the Moon Decapitation would naturally be brought forward, and what he could do was limited.
The old man making the pancakes had his back to them, and his movements were slightly sluggish, but he hid it well. Except for Shen Zhenyi, no one would notice.
He shakily cut the scallion pancake with a spatula and placed it in a coarse porcelain plate in front of him. Steam rose, and the fragrance assailed their nostrils.
Shen Zhenyi sighed slightly, suddenly raised his cup, and shook it at him.
"Mr. Wujian, no matter the outcome of tomorrow's battle, the peace here will no longer exist. How about having a drink?"
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