There was only one peak among the mountains.
It was hidden there, and no one knew about it for thousands of years.
The pine and cypress trees were green, and the snowy top was pure and holy — this was what a tomb should look like.
When Shen Zhenyi and the others arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw three big words engraved on the mountain wall. It was called "Gentlemen's Mound", so they couldn't be wrong.
Cynanchum Chinense speculated, "So, in the earth-shattering battle thousands of years ago, it was said that the Three Gentlemen had the upper hand. Otherwise, why would they be so calm and set up tombs for themselves?"
Princess Long agreed, "Since ancient times, evil has never triumphed over good. That should be the case."
Shen Zhenyi didn't say anything and walked up the mountain. He saw that the stone steps of the mountain path were spotless, and the green pine trees on both sides welcomed guests. The wind sounded like mountain waves.
After walking for a short distance, they saw three granite tombstones. As expected, they only had three simple words: bamboo, flower, and snow.
The lives of the Three Gentlemen had long been lost in the annals of history. Only the guardians of the Gentlemen's Burial Mound showed their moral integrity.
Shen Zhenyi thought for a while and said casually, "The three of you, choose a tombstone each and greet each other. They were also righteous people in the past, so they deserve your greetings. "
This was to choose the inheritance.
The tombstones of the Three Gentlemen must have their martial arts records. As long as they understood the mystery, they would be able to inherit the Three Gentlemen's inheritance.
Originally, there was no need to greet, and they could just take the martial arts records directly. However, in order to respect the ancestors, Shen Zhenyi still let the disciples worship first before taking the martial arts inheritance.
"How should we choose?"
Cynanchum Chinense curiously walked around the three tombstones. She saw that each tombstone was simple and elegant, without any fancy design. Besides the three words, there was no other difference.
"Just rely on your intuition." Shen Zhenyi felt that it would be good to just rely on fate.
On the road of martial arts, there was a factor of one's own effort, but luck was indispensable. Otherwise, even if one was a peerless genius, he could only be trapped in his own rut.
The Three Gentlemen corresponded to the three female disciples. What kind of inheritance each of them obtained was up to the will of the heavens.
Cynanchum Chinense and Princess Long modestly let Zi Ningjun choose first. Zi Ningjun didn't refuse and chose "Snow". Princess Long chose "Bamboo" and Cynanchum Chinense chose "Flower".
The three of them arrived before the tombstone and bowed before praying. Only then did they stretch out their hands to hold onto the tombstone and sense the Martial Dao energy contained within it.
With just a touch of his hand, the three of them stiffened, and their gazes turned blank, as if they had fallen into an illusion.
— — the wisdom of martial arts from a thousand years ago was flowing into their minds.
Shen Zhenyi smiled indifferently and stood with his hands clasped behind his back. His eyes did not stay on the three female disciples. Instead, he turned to the other side of the darkness and said casually, "You've been following me for so long. You're just waiting for an opportunity. If you don't come out now, when will you?"
In the dense forest, there was a murderous aura.
From Shen Zhenyi's point of view, it was as clear as day. He really couldn't understand why they were hiding.
"Hahahaha!"
Strange laughter came from the forest. Immediately, a dozen men in black slowly walked out and laughed. "Third Young Master Shen, you really live up to your reputation. You know that we're following you, but you're still so calm. Now that your three disciples are comprehending martial arts and have fallen into a meditative state, not only can they not help you, they'll only become your burden. Aren't you afraid? "
More than a dozen of them were holding swords and sabers. They were aggressive.
Shen Zhenyi said indifferently, "What's there to be afraid of?"
Not to mention these people, even if there were more of them, he wouldn't be afraid.
The leader of the men in black was stunned. His eyes paused on Cynanchum Chinense and the other two for a moment. After confirming that they were indeed still comprehending martial arts and would not wake up in a short time, he sneered. "Third Young Master Shen, you're bold because you're skilled, but we, Mie Yin, will not be polite to you either. Let's ask for advice from the Third Young Master Shen! Attack! "
He whistled, and the men in black suddenly rushed out without warning. They cooperated well and attacked Cynanchum Chinense and the other two.
— — This was the plan from the beginning. They didn't want to kill the three female disciples, but they wanted to restrain Shen Zhenyi.
Mie Yin killed people, but there were never any rules. As long as they could achieve their goal, it was a success.
Shen Zhenyi was not in a hurry. He just nodded slightly and said, "So it's Mie Yin. I've calculated the time, you should be here soon."
He didn't care about the attacks of the men. Seeing that the sabers and swords were about to hit his three female disciples, he didn't react. It was as if he didn't care about their lives.
The leader of the men in black was stunned and felt cold in his heart.
— — This Shen Zhenyi was so cold-blooded and calm? This was not going to be easy to kill!
Even the Annihilation Cult had no idea how strong Shen Zhenyi was. The only thing they were sure of was that he had yet to reach the fifth level of the True God Realm. However, the leader of the black-robed men had no idea how strong Shen Zhenyi was at the fourth level.
That was why they attacked Cynanchum Chinense and the other two, hoping that Shen Zhenyi would reveal a flaw when he came to rescue them.
— — Who knew that he wouldn't save them?
It was too late to keep the sabers now.
The leader of the men in black snorted coldly. He gritted his teeth and ruthlessly destroyed the flowers. He shouted angrily, "Kill them, don't show mercy!"
Since Master didn't want to save them, let them be confused ghosts!
The men in black didn't stop at all. They slashed at the three female disciples who didn't resist at all.
Once the sabers hit them, the three of them would become 17 or 18 pieces!
What a pity for these beauties!
The leader of the men in black sighed secretly. He stared at Shen Zhenyi, waiting for him to make a move.
Shen Zhenyi just smiled.
Chi! Chi! Chi!
The blade entered the flesh, making a muffled sound. Blood filled the sky like a red rain, covering the fierce scene.
The leader of the men in black suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He felt that something was wrong. When he looked carefully, he saw that the three women were still holding the tombstones, thinking blankly as if they weren't disturbed at all.
Beside them, more than a dozen corpses were strewn all over the ground.
"What … what's going on?"
The leader of the men in black shivered. He turned around and stared at Shen Zhenyi angrily. "Did you do it?"
Shen Zhenyi shrugged. "Actually, it wasn't me who did it. It's just that these people bumped into my sword. That's suicide."
The leader of the men in black felt his chest tighten. He was angry and amused at the same time. He shouted sternly, "Third Young Master Shen, please respect yourself and don't talk nonsense. Where's your sword?"
He didn't even draw his sword. How could anyone bump into his sword? This was twisting words and forcing logic!
Shen Zhenyi smiled and pointed. "All things in this world are my swords. These three female disciples are my swords. You bumped into them. Isn't that suicide?"
What?
The leader of the men in black looked at Cynanchum Chinense, Zi Ningjun, and Princess Long. They were all beautiful and didn't look like swords at all.
This was pure nonsense, right?
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