Chapter 25 (1/2)
Shen Zhenyi stayed up all night. He watched the scenery outside the window slowly changing. When the sun rose, the red light came from the East and the sky turned white. He just bathed in incense and changed clothes, and went out to the white tower in the back mountain.
The Wulin people gathered in the abandoned sword villa, led by Shen Shou and Liuru Zen master, had long been gathered outside the dream sword building, waiting for Shen Zhenyi to come out.
”It's still early. I'll go to Houshan white tower to wait. You can come back in the evening.”
Shen Zhenyi nodded to them slightly, which was a greeting.
However, where can they rest assured and stay at the foot of the mountain, they follow Shen Zhenyi and go up the back mountain of abandoned sword villa.
The white tower stands majestically, and the red morning glow is reflected in the air, which is like a magnificent scene in the painting.
Shen Zhenyi, dressed in white, sits in front of the White Pagoda, looking like a statue.
”Old monk, what do you think of today's war?” Epileptic fairy quietly asked master Liuru.
People in the Wulin all expect that after the war between Mr. Wu Jian and Mr. Shen San Zi, the nine secluded place will be restored to peace. But they all have a kind of premonition inside, after today, everything will be different.
”I wish the third childe could make great achievements, except for the devil.” Liu Ru Chan Master clasped his hands and prayed with a sigh.
The people in the Wulin behind them all gnashed their teeth and said, ”third young master, we must take revenge for us.”
Mr. Wujian has been killing people for more than a month. Most of the people present have a deep blood feud with him. There is little hope for them to seek revenge on the old devil. They can only look forward to Shen Zhenyi.
Mr. Shen didn't answer. He seemed to be immersed in his own world and never said a word.
The sun was gradually rising, and gradually to the West.
A crowd of onlookers, tired and hungry, refused to leave.
”When is the old devil coming?”
”I don't dare to come because I am afraid of the prestige of the third young master.”
”When the moon is full, it should be at night.”
The crowd murmured, anxious and impatient.
Even master Liuru, Shen Shou and others were anxious and showed their emotions on their faces.
Shen Zhenyi sighs in his heart that these people in the land of Jiuyou have already reached the top, but their temperament is still far from satisfactory. After today, the situation is even more difficult.
Setting sun, don't branch startle magpie, sad voice calls, across the dusk.
The moon wheel rises from the boundless sea, and the silver light diffuses, which makes it look bigger and rounder than usual.
”Coming!”
A man with sharp eyes can see a black spot in the center of the moon wheel. If you look closely, you will see a man in black walking on the waves with five long swords behind him, releasing his blood.
Mr. Wujian.
Even on the sea, it's like walking on the ground. Every step is like a precise measurement, exactly the same.
The waves were rising at his feet, but his shoes and socks were not wet. The use of the true spirit was almost superb.
Many people exclaimed.
”He He is with the whole body true spirit, prop up oneself! God! How much real anger can he squander? ”
”After more than 200 years of old age, the total amount of genuine Qi is appalling.”
”Even the third master Shen can't do it!”
People can't help worrying. Mr. Wujian shows his strength of crushing.
”Not bad.”
Shen Zhenyi just nodded slightly, contented.