Sure enough, when the Third Young Master Shen said this, not only the Wulin cultivators, but also the leaders of several sects and forces started to have doubts.
What did the Third Young Master Shen mean?
Did he want to unify the entire Nine Serenities?
His martial arts were the best in the world, and no one could surpass him. Naturally, they admired him, but it seemed that they were unwilling to give up the foundation of their ancestors and submit to the Abandoned Sword Villa.
Zen Master Liu Ru put his palms together and said, "Amitabha! Thank you for your protection, The Third Prince. However, the Lanke Temple has a thousand-year heritage, and it is inconvenient for us to submit to the villa. Please forgive us. "
Shen Zhenyi understood and nodded, "It's okay. Buddhism has a wide heritage. If the Lanke Temple is not willing to merge, we can find a Mahayana Buddhist sect to protect us. "
Zen Master Liu Ru left obediently, but he did not agree.
He felt that the Lanke Temple had a complete heritage and a deep foundation. Even if they did not submit to others and slowly developed, they would still be able to make a name for themselves in this new world full of vital energy. However, it was inconvenient for him to say this in public, so he hid his thoughts.
Most of the people present had the same thoughts. Therefore, few people responded to the Third Young Master Shen's proposal.
Shen Zhenyi did not care. The Nine Serenities was originally a sheet of loose sand. He knew that they had to be united in the future. Since she wasn't willing, then there was no need for him to force her to do so.
"The Scorching Sun Prefecture is willing to merge with the Abandoned Sword Villa!"
At this time, Granny Chi Huo was different from her usual self. She actively expressed her willingness to merge the foundation of the Scorching Sun Prefecture with the Abandoned Sword Villa.
Because she was severely injured by Shen Zhenyi, she was still a little short of breath. However, under the moonlight last night, her injuries healed quickly. Her vital energy also returned to its original state. She was very surprised.
Granny Chi Huo was old and experienced. How could she make the wrong choice after suffering a loss at the hands of Shen Zhenyi?
Now that the situation in the Upper World was unclear and dangers lurked everywhere, the only one who understood the situation was Shen Zhenyi. If they didn't rely on him, who else could they rely on?
Shen Zhenyi was slightly surprised, but he immediately understood the old lady's intention. He smiled and said, "The Blazing Sun Prefecture has a wide range of inheritances. You could have visited the upper echelons of our sect. However, since Granny Chi Huo trusts me, I will naturally obtain the cultivation method of the Divine Flame Mantra for the disciples of the Blazing Sun Manor, ensuring that everyone's cultivation speed will increase. "
For a newly ascended world, if they wanted to catch up with the martial arts of the upper world, the most important thing was inheritance.
In the Nine Nether World, no matter how long the great sects and clans had passed down their legacies and produced many outstanding talents, due to the restrictions of this world, it was still impossible for them to create the martial techniques of the Immortal Realm. Only by thinking of a way to find a higher level of inheritance of the same origin could he continue practicing his martial arts.
Since Shen Zhenyi was in charge of the Abandoned Sword Villa, his understanding of the way of the sword was boundless. With a casual deduction, he could create the Myriad Convergence Sword Scripture of the Enlightened Master realm martial arts for his disciples to use.
As for the other sects, finding an inheritance was the most important thing.
Zen Master Liu Ru and the others seemed to have understood something and were slightly shaken. However, when they thought of their foundation, they still couldn't bear to give up.
Shen Zhenyi didn't urge them and only told them everything he knew without hiding anything.
While they were talking, someone shouted from outside, "Where is the person of the Moon Decapitation? Come out and listen to the summons!"
The first word of this person's mouth was still dozens of miles away, but the last word seemed to have already arrived at the entrance of the villa. Just this speed alone was shocking. Everyone was shocked, but Shen Zhenyi signaled that it was fine and leisurely pushed the wheelchair out of the Myriad Convergence Palace.
He said loudly, "I am the person of the Moon Decapitation. Greetings to the eight emissaries of cultivators."
Two blue-clothed people, one tall and one short, descended from the sky and glanced at Shen Zhenyi. The tall emissary sneered and said, "I didn't expect the person of the Moon Decapitation to be a cripple. It seems that this lower world is really not that great."
The short emissary glared at him and shook his head. "Young Master, please don't be offended. This friend of mine is very humorous and was just joking. You actually know about our World of Eight Cultivators. It seems that you have some inheritance. Please tell me your name. "
Shen Zhenyi nodded and said, "I am Shen Zhenyi. I have inherited the way of the sword. My ancestor is Shen Mengtian."
The short emissary nodded and took out a thick black book to flip through. He said with a smile, "Shen Mengtian was the eldest young master of the twelve sword towers three hundred years ago. Because he committed a great crime, he was banished to the netherworld. I didn't expect that after so many years, his descendant would be able to ascend to immortality and return from the Moon Decapitation. "
He sighed. "Since that's the case, are you willing to return to the twelve sword towers or establish your own sect?"
Shen Zhenyi had long expected that his ancestor was also a person from the World of Eight Cultivators who had been banished to the netherworld. He knew a little about the twelve sword towers, but he didn't want to live under someone else's roof, so he said with a smile, "Since my ancestor established the Abandoned Sword Tower, he obviously doesn't want to return to the twelve sword towers. I don't dare to let him down, so I'll establish my own sect."
His words were calm and indifferent, so the short emissary couldn't help but look at him in a higher light. He said with a smile, "There are also such valiant people in the netherworld. No wonder you could ascend to immortality in the Moon Decapitation and stand on the same level as us. Since you've chosen to establish your own sect, according to the rules of the World of Eight Cultivators, you'll be a third-rank baron and the city lord of this place. With your villa as the base, you'll have a thousand miles of land. Are you satisfied? "
If the people of the Moon Decapitation chose to return to their sect, they would naturally receive all kinds of special treatment, even better than the core disciples.
However, if they established their own sect, they would be able to get a large piece of land, but they would be lacking in other benefits.
Shen Zhenyi already knew this, so he said without hesitation, "Thank you, emissary."
Zen Master Liu Ru and the rest were groaning inwardly. The area of a thousand miles around Abandoned Sword Manor was almost the entire core region of Nine Underworlds. The center of their sects was all under Shen Zhenyi's rule.
Although Shen Zhenyi said that he wouldn't interfere with them before, if they were to seek protection under the Abandoned Sword Villa, how could they still be independent? They would have to think of a way to move.
However, this piece of land originally belonged to them. Why did this envoy give it all to Shen Zhenyi with just a few words?
They thought so in their hearts, but no one dared to say it out loud.
The two emissaries had an amazing aura. Being looked at by them was like falling into an ice cave, so no one dared to say a word.
After talking for a while, Emissary Gao became a little impatient. "Brother Zhang, this is just a rural area, so why do you have to waste so much time? Lord Shen, here is the information about the World of Eight Cultivators and your ancestors. Take it and read it yourself. We'll be leaving first! "
He threw a booklet to Shen Zhenyi, pulled the short emissary, and flew into the air, causing another round of exclamations.
Shen Zhenyi didn't urge them to stay, so he cupped his hands and gestured to see them out.
The short emissary saw that he was extraordinary, so he turned around and said with a smile, "Lord Shen, my surname is Zhang, and my name is Xiongwu. I am the emissary of the World of Eight Cultivators. If there is a chance in the future, we can get closer."
Emissary Gao felt that he was a busybody, so he pulled his sleeve and the two of them flew into the air, quickly disappearing into the vast sea of clouds.
Shen Zhenyi smiled as he watched them leave. Then, he lowered his head and looked at the booklet in his hand.
The rest of the people were still at a loss.
Since most of the martial artists didn't plan to join the Abandoned Sword Villa, after understanding the basic situation, they would leave one after another and return to their own sect to preside over the overall situation.
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