Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 147

[Chapter 147 Encounter]

Shen Mengtian’s courtyard is located in a secluded place east of the Twelve Swords Building.

This is not in line with his status as the eldest young master and heir of the Twelve Swords Building, which shows that he has a different temperament from the beginning.

“Master, what are we here for?”

Shen Zhenyi took Chu Huoluo and Princess Long to the small courtyard where Shen Mengtian lived. Chu Huoluo wandered around, but didn’t find anything of interest, so she asked the master curiously.

“have no idea.”

Shen Zhenyi just faintly felt that Shen Mengtian had some insight, but what Shen Mengtian got, he couldn’t be a prophet.

Stones from other hills, can learn.

Shen Mengtian is a genius of swordsmanship, and his perception may not be able to surpass his own limitations, but there must be something remarkable.

Shen Zhenyi was in high spirits.

The furnishings in Shen Meng’s Kaaba are also very simple. For three hundred years, no one has come to move the former eldest young master’s yard, and the pattern has not changed at all.

Everyone knows that although Shen Zhongshan doesn’t say it, he still misses this son in his heart, so he doesn’t want to touch his bad head.

Several ancient books, several sword manuals, and several long swords.

The sword manual was spread out and placed on the desk at will, and the long sword was hung on the wall. Although it was old, there was no sign of rust, as if the master had not left for a long time.

“There are also people who take care of this place on weekdays.”

Princess Long observed meticulously and found something special.

Shen Zhenyi nodded.

It seems that Shen Mengtian’s position in the Twelve Swords Tower is still irreplaceable – a real genius will definitely be valued.

“Are these things packed and taken away?”

Princess Long and Chu Huoluo sorted out Shen Mengtian’s relics, but they didn’t find anything special.

“Wait a minute.”

Shen Zhenyi looked at a piece of paperweight Shen Mengtian left on the table, and felt a little familiar, and played with it for a while, thoughtfully.

“What’s so special about this?”

In Chu Huoluo’s view, it was just an ordinary jade paperweight. The paperweight is carved in the shape of a tiger, with beautiful knife work and neat lines. The only unique feature is that the eyes have charm, as if staring at people.

“interesting.”

Shen Zhenyi could sense the sword energy contained in it.

This is not something that should be in the world of eight repairs, and it is very new to provoke Xuanao’s inexplicable sword intent.

“Perhaps it was because the ancestors got this thing that they made great progress in swordsmanship and realized the truth of the Ten Thousand Tibetan Sword Sutra… It’s a pity that his contact time was too short, otherwise, it would have been possible to cut the moon three hundred years ago here.”

Objects that are obviously from higher worlds are considered treasures in this world.

Shen Mengtian kept this thing by his side and realized the sword intent, which was of great benefit. Over time, he would definitely be able to far surpass his father. With his aptitude, it would be logical to cut the moon away.

It is a pity that he suffered a change and was cast into the eye of the Samsara Mountain Storm. This treasure was not taken away in the future. Fortunately, he survived to the land of the nine secluded places, and it is estimated that he also suffered seven injuries and eight losses. Due to the restrictions of the world, no matter how difficult it is to break through, he died in depression after creating the Ten Thousand Tibetan Sword Sutra.

And this treasure, which is also the bead of the sea, was forgotten in the corner of the Twelve Swords Tower.

In the past three hundred years, if the heavy mountains could face each other day by day, it would be long overdue for the current practice to go further.

“It’s enough to take this thing away.”

Shen Zhenyi reached out, took the tiger-shaped paperweight and handed it to Chu Huoluo. Chu Huoruo happily answered, and after watching it for a long time, there was still no mysterious feeling.

The trip to the Twelve Swords Tower was finally worth it.

“Let’s take other things with you. Anyway, they are the relics of the ancestors. They can be kept in the villa for memory. The old villa owner will be happy when he sees it.”

Princess Long was careful and reminded Shen Zhenyi.

Shen Zhenyi nodded and said, “As you like.”

The things outside the body cannot be relied on, and they are nothing more than reminiscences for the living. Shen Zhenyi has gone through many vicissitudes and is not obsessed with foreign objects, but she can fully understand the thoughts of others.

The sword intent in this place was exhausted, and Shen Zhenyi turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly there was footsteps outside, someone opened the door curtain, and one old and one young approached. Seeing Shen Zhenyi and the others, they pretended to be surprised.

The people who came were Shan Shan Shan and the sword boy who gave him his ideas.

They couldn’t find another chance, so they created this encounter abruptly. ”

“Who are you waiting for, why are you in the forbidden area of my Twelve Swords Building!” Jiantong exclaimed pretending to be.

Shen Zhenyi frowned, and the Dragon County Lord rushed to answer: “This is the third son of Shen Jian Villa, this time with the consent of your sect master, to come here to retrieve the relics of the ancestors of Abandoned Sword Villa, not to rush in, please Sovereign forgive me.”

She knew the shape of the heavy mountain, so she recognized it.

Chong Shan pretended to cough, and Jian Tong hurriedly nodded, “It turns out that you are the people of Abandoned Sword Villa, so that’s fine. I didn’t expect you to come here today. Every 15th day of the new year, the sect master will come here to mourn.”

His last sentence was superfluous, and Shen Zhenyi laughed it off.

The heavy mountain here must have never been here. If he really came twice a month, with his swordsmanship, how could he have not discovered the wonderful sword intent on the tiger-shaped paperweight in three hundred years?

It seems… the other party is coming for him.

Shen Zhenyi didn’t care, she cupped her hands, and said neither humble nor arrogant: “I have seen the sect master.”

From the point of view of blood, this person can be said to be the ancestor of Abandoned Sword Villa, but after all, he is unfamiliar and has long been unrelated. His son Shen Yizhou died under the sword of Chu Huoluo, and the two sides still have grudges.

Chong Shan looked at him with bright eyes, and suddenly asked in a deep voice, “You use a sword? Why don’t you bring a sword?”

This made Shen Zhongshan a little unhappy.

He believes that a swordsman needs the sword to be in the person, and the sword is dead and the person is dead. As a swordsman in the name of Shen Zhenyi, he didn’t carry a saber with him, which made Shen Zhenshan’s evaluation of him a little lower.

Before Shen Zhenyi could answer, Chu Huoruo had already heard his answer and answered first: “That’s because everything in the world has already become my master’s sword. He doesn’t need to bring a sword at all.”

She proudly imitated Shen Zhenyi’s tone, shrugged and said with a smile, “Even if it is your honorable Master of the Twelve Swords Building, it is my master’s sword!”

Although Shen Zhenyi didn’t say this himself, he obviously expressed a similar meaning, which is not too bad.