Although the two disciples were arrogant, they knew this person. They quickly prostrated themselves on the ground and saluted, "Greetings, Young Master Shen. Please forgive us!"
They muttered in their hearts, "Feilan State is so remote. Does this Third Young Master Shen have something to do with this person? Is he worth his time? "
At this time, the deacon at the gate also hurried over. When he saw the young man, he quickly smiled and said, "Young Master Shen, you came early this year. What? Did those two idiots disrespect you in any way? "
The young man snorted and said proudly, "They didn't dare to disrespect me, but they offended the Third Young Master Shen. Deacon Gou, do you think we should teach them a lesson?"
Deacon Gou was confused. He didn't know who the Third Young Master Shen was. When he turned around and asked, he found out that it was Shen Zhenyi from the Abandoned Sword Villa in Feilan State. He was shocked.
Shen Zhenyi's deeds had spread to Zhengzhou recently. Many disciples in the Nine Heavens envied him for his ability to decide the life and death of others.
Of course, first of all, his most important identity was a master in the fifth level of the Perfected Person Realm. He was not someone the two disciples could afford to offend.
Moreover … he was on good terms with this Young Master. Who knew what their relationship was?
Deacon Gou rolled his eyes and made up his mind. He shouted, "Guards, take these two idiots who have eyes but fail to see. Take them out and give them 50 beatings. Third Young Master Shen will not stop until he is satisfied!"
The two arrogant disciples had their pants pulled down and were beaten on the ground. They didn't know what had happened, so they could only beg for mercy and talk with tears and snot.
The young man in fine clothes turned to Deacon Gou and said politely with a smile, "Friend, where is the Third Young Master Shen? I will visit him and then go with you to the Nine Heavens. How about that?"
Deacon Gou knew that this person was either rich or noble. He was flattered and quickly said, "Please follow me, Young Master."
He brought the young man to the front of the Earth Dragon Carriage and explained the situation to Shen Zhenyi. When Shen Zhenyi heard that a young master had helped him out of this predicament, he frowned slightly but didn't say anything.
That young man took the initiative to come over, cupped his hands and said, "The Third Young Master Shen's name, although I live in the north, I have long heard of it. I am Shen Yizhou of the Twelve Sword Towers. Greetings, Young Master. "
Twelve Sword Towers!
Shen Yizhou!
If Shen Shou was here, he would probably be shocked. Even Shen Zhenyi couldn't help but be slightly moved.
The twelve Sword Towers were the birthplace of Shen Mengtian, the ancestor of the Abandoned Sword Villa. Taking into account the difference in lifespan between the World of Eight Cultivators and the Netherworld, it was possible that Shen Mengtian's father and brothers were still alive, and this Shen Yizhou was very likely to be their elder.
Of course, after falling into the eye of the storm in the Reincarnation Mountain, it was tantamount to being reincarnated. Shen Mengtian no longer admitted that he had any blood relations with the twelve Sword Towers, and thus founded the Abandoned Sword Villa.
Now, Shen Zhenyi didn't need to get close to them, and just treated them as an ordinary and distant sect.
"So it was Young Master Shen."
Princess Long had heard a bit about them. After all, the twelve Sword Towers were one of the big sects, and they had a pivotal position in the World of Eight Cultivators. The Dragons were well-informed, and Princess Long knew about their important figures.
Shen Yizhou was the youngest son of Shen Zhongshan, the current leader of the twelve Sword Towers. After Shen Zhongshan's eldest son, Shen Mengtian, fell into the cycle of reincarnation, he was tantamount to being the only successor.
Shen Zhenyi was stunned. He discovered that this young man, who seemed to be about the same age as him, was actually the younger brother of his ancestor from three hundred years ago.
"My father is Shen Zhongshan." Shen Yizhou smiled and admitted with an arrogant expression. He was obviously proud of his father.
Shen Zhongshan was now close to four hundred years old. Even for a martial arts expert in the World of Eight Cultivators, this was considered an old age.
Three hundred years ago, he lost his beloved son, Shen Mengtian, and was depressed for many years. It wasn't until a hundred years ago when he fought with Wind Thunder City that he felt that he had to leave behind an heir.
Therefore, he used the method of consolidating energy and nurturing the fetus to give birth to another son, who was the current young master of the twelve Sword Towers, Shen Yizhou.
After inheriting the talent of the Shen Family, although Shen Yizhou couldn't compare to the talented Shen Mengtian, he didn't disappoint. Now, he was already an expert at the peak of the fifth layer of the Enlightened Person Realm. His true qi had comprehended the transformation of "fog", and his attacks had a myriad of transformations, making it impossible for others to grasp.
Nowadays, the major matters of the twelve Sword Towers were often handled by Shen Yizhou. Shen Zhongshan was often in seclusion at home, and gradually didn't appear.
Shen Zhenyi figured out this relationship, but after thinking about it, he decided not to investigate the issue of seniority.
In this world where the lifespan of a martial artist was extremely long, seniority didn't have much meaning.
He only asked faintly, "Young Master Shen, are you also going to the Ninth Layer Heaven to participate in the assembly?"
Shen Yizhou nodded, "Yes, this kind of thing should be done by my father, but my father is old now, and he doesn't like to go out, so I'm representing him."
This identity was extremely noble. It was no wonder that the deacons of the Ninth Layer Heaven gave him face and beat the two disciples half to death.
Shen Yizhou invited again, "I've heard of the Third Young Master Shen's name for a long time. Since we coincidentally meet today, why don't we go to the Ninth Layer Heaven together?"
Shen Zhenyi thought for a while and nodded, "Since Young Master Shen is so polite, we won't be disrespectful and will go with Young Master."
They got off the Earth Dragon Carriage, and the people of the Ninth Layer Heaven took care of the goods. Together with Shen Yizhou, they went back to the mountain gate again. Deacon Gou bowed attentively and led them to the best Iron Wall Carriage. He released a signal and sent them to the top of the cliff.
The Iron Wall Carriage moved up and down the cliff with pure manpower. The Ninth Layer Heaven disciples had strong arms, and with a pull, the Iron Wall Carriage could also rise quickly. It only took them half a cup of tea's time to climb this steep cliff.
Shen Yizhou was polite and insisted on letting Shen Zhenyi go first. He hid behind him and just reached out with a smile, appearing humble and polite.
Shen Zhenyi didn't care. Seeing the iron gate open, he walked out slowly. He saw a white-bearded elder coming up to him excitedly, "Young Master Shen, your presence brings light to my humble dwelling …"
He was halfway through his words when he saw Shen Zhenyi's face clearly. His expression immediately fell, and he pointed and shouted, "You are not Young Master Shen, who are you? How dare you ride this Iron Wall Carriage? "
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