Due to the lack of a Daoist Master's inheritance, Zen Master Liu Ru, Crazy Immortal, and the others were unable to advance any further after breaking through to the tenth realm. It was too difficult for them to deduce the Daoist Master's martial system by themselves.
But if they were to leave the area of a thousand miles, not to mention the other sects and bandits that were eyeing them covetously, just the monster beasts that were everywhere in the World of Eighth Cultivators were not something that a small sect like theirs without a Perfected Person Realm expert could deal with.
Some of the bolder ones did not believe in evil and migrated away. They were either taken in as slaves or killed by bandits and monster beasts. Not even their bones were left behind.
Zen Master Liu Ru and the others trembled in fear and had no choice but to plead with Shen Zhenyi, hoping that the Third Young Master Shen would be merciful and accept them into the Abandoned Sword Villa or help them contact their fellow sect members in the World of Eight Cultivators to find a place to seek refuge.
This kind of pleading had started two years ago, but Shen Zhenyi was always at the back of the mountain. Since Shen Shou could not make the decision, Zen Master Liu Ru and the others could only visit again and again.
This time, Shen Zhenyi had finally ended his three years of seclusion. Everyone was full of hope and wanted to meet The Third Prince.
They saw that the Abandoned Sword Villa was thriving and that Granny Chi Huo, who had joined the villa at the beginning, was also able to break through to the Daoist Master Realm. They were filled with regret, envy, and jealousy.
Shen Zhenyi's aura was different from three years ago.
Three years ago, his appearance was still young, but now, the lines of his eyebrows were sharper, and his cold gaze made him look more dignified. His loose white robes were still the same, just like a jade tree in front of the wind.
After three years of quiet cultivation, his strength had once again advanced by leaps and bounds.
As for how strong he was … no one knew.
Even Cynanchum Chinense, who had the highest martial cultivation, could not see through him.
Standing in front of everyone, he was not only a genius that was respected, but also a martial arts hero that was feared.
"Greetings, The Third Prince!"
After not seeing him for a few years, Zen Master Liu Ru had aged a lot. He lowered his head and bowed, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.
"Old Zen Master has always been well."
Shen Zhenyi remained very polite. He could tell that Zen Master Liu Ru was too old. The chances of him breaking through to the Perfected Person realm were very small. His lifespan was nearing its end, and he did not have long to live.
"Thanks to your blessings, the Lanke Temple can still survive …"
Zen Master Liu Ru lamented. Indeed, it was thanks to the Moon Decapitation that the Lanke Temple was able to develop calmly in this place. It was not destroyed at the beginning. But even so, due to the lack of martial arts inheritances, many of the high-ranking disciples whose cultivations were rapidly improving were tempted and had already chosen to leave the temple.
In the past, the Lanke Temple had a reputation and was very selective when it came to recruiting new disciples. Every year, there would be many talented disciples.
However, the situation had changed. The Lanke Temple was just a small, insignificant force. Who would come here because of its reputation? The new disciples were either as stupid as cows or had impure thoughts. If this continued, the Lanke Temple would become a tree without roots. It would not be long before it declined and ceased to exist.
If he had known this would happen, Zen Master Liu Ru would have hated himself for not joining the Abandoned Sword Villa earlier.
"The World of Eight Cultivators is a hundred times bigger than the Nine Serenities. It is absolutely impossible to maintain the glory of the past." Shen Zhenyi shook his head and said, "Ordinary people and Buddhist believers. Even if the martial arts of the Lanke Temple decline, it can still survive. On the contrary, if they fight bravely, I'm afraid there will be unexpected disasters. "
What he meant was that he did not want the Lanke Temple to join the Abandoned Sword Villa again.
Shen Zhenyi had also thought about this. He knew that after the promotion from the Nine Serenities, the original sects would have a huge gap. It was not impossible to take advantage of this opportunity to integrate them all. However, the hearts of the people were scattered, there were many factions, and the resources obtained were limited. It was better to develop from the beginning.
Shen Zhenyi reluctantly accepted people like Granny Chihuo, who had joined the Abandoned Sword Villa at the beginning and joined the first wave of integration.
As for the others, since they did not have foresight in the beginning, they could only be left to fend for themselves.
Zen Master Liu Ru was anxious. He knew that the Abandoned Sword Villa was a life-saving straw. At this time, he did not dare to hide anything. He smiled bitterly and said, "The Third Prince, you may not know this, but I have already restrained the monks in the temple and told them not to cause trouble. It is fine if they only recite scriptures and cultivate in the temple. If they only closed their doors at home, trouble would come from the Heavenly Mountain. If not, they would not dare to disturb the peace of the Third Prince. "
Shen Zhenyi thought for a while and asked, "Are there already surrounding forces that want to integrate the Lanke Temple?"
He guessed correctly.
Zen Master Liu Ru sighed and said, "The Third Prince is right. Half a month ago, someone from the Western Moon Worshipping Cave came and ordered the Lanke Temple to move to his territory."
This kind of behavior was very bad.
Although the Lanke Temple was an independent sect, since it was in the territory of the Abandoned Sword Villa, according to the rules of the World of Eight Cultivators, it was tacitly recognized as a subsidiary sect of the Abandoned Sword Villa.
This kind of forceful poaching and integration was also targeted at the Abandoned Sword Villa.
"Moon Worshipping Cave?" Cynanchum Chinense vaguely remembered that she had heard this name before. She hurriedly said to Shen Zhenyi, "This is the big sect around us that Fatty An mentioned. When Master was in the Purple Flame Sect, you seemed to have injured a person called Qiu Zhenjun …"
Shen Zhenyi had acted too quickly that time. Cynanchum Chinense did not have time to stop him. By the time she reacted, his hand was already nailed to the floor. She could only give up.
Now, the Moon Worshipping Cave was sneaking around and actually wanted to secretly deal with the Abandoned Sword Villa. It was really despicable.
"Zen Master, you don't have to be afraid! They are not allowed to invade the territory for ten years. As long as you ignore them, you don't have to care. They won't dare to do anything to you! " Cynanchum Chinense remembered that there were still seven years left. The Moon Worshipping Cave would only dare to secretly play tricks and would not dare to violate the rules of the World of Eight Cultivators.
Zen Master Liu Ru wanted to say something, but hesitated.
Of course, he knew that the Moon Worshipping Cave would not make a move during this time. However, it was easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to defend against a stab in the dark. Who knew what kind of methods they would use in secret?
Shen Zhenyi understood Zen Master Liu Ru's hesitation.
A newly established sect would naturally be suppressed by the original powerful forces of this world. If Shen Zhenyi had time to completely integrate the Nine Netherworlds before the Moon Decapitation ascended, perhaps the current situation would not be so difficult.
"I will take care of this matter. Zen Master need not worry."
Shen Zhenyi thought for a moment and nodded indifferently.
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