This young man was wearing simple coarse linen clothes, but he had already reached the peak of the Golden Core Realm.
At such an age, with such a realm, even the younger generation in this Wanliu City can be regarded as moderate geniuses.
But judging from his aura and Dao intention, he was practicing Dao sect skills. In addition to the uncle he mentioned earlier, this child should be the disciple of the two lost upper level real people.
In other words, this person can also be regarded as a disciple of Dao Sect.
So Shen Yu naturally couldn't fight with him, so he just passed him and walked towards the huge city down the slope in front.
Seeing this scene, the young man's face was dull, and then he followed Shen Yu unwillingly.
"Uncle Master...you are new here, just have a fight with me."
"To be honest, I am a man who wants to become a strong man in the upper three realms in the future. Master, you don't have to worry about losing face to me. You must know that my Lingjianzi is also a well-known genius in this Wanliu City. I won't lose to me. Shameful."
Shen Yu turned a deaf ear and walked straight along the aisle.
In terms of seniority, the two masters in the Tribulation Realm should be regarded as the master's junior disciples, and he is a second-generation disciple of the Dao Sect, so the seniority of the junior uncles mentioned by the young man is not correct.
But Shen Yu didn't care about this kind of thing and didn't bother to refute.
On the way, someone looked at me. It was a man with a pale face and a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.
He stood on top of the city wall and joked condescendingly: "Daozong has died two old losers from the Tribulation Realm, but there are still people who dare to come. I heard that they are still the successors of Daozong. It's really interesting."
Ling Jianzi's face suddenly darkened.
Shen Yu asked: "Who is he?"
Ling Jianzi held his hands tightly and whispered: "Bian Yong, the fourth son of the Bian family in the city, Wu Fu, this guy has a grudge against us, bastard, my master obviously died to save other people, but he still... The evil spirit in the city is slandering us. If I couldn't defeat him, I would have killed him long ago!"
Shen Yu snorted, looked away, and continued to walk forward.
After such a disruption, the young man had no intention of taking the initiative to compete and took Shen Yu to an alley in the city.
Disciples of the Nine Holy Lands all have their own place to stay in Wanliu City, similar to the Datang Inn.
Daozong, on the other hand, is a separate house, with one word, Dao, engraved on the plaque, while the other half seems to have been interrupted by something.
A frail little girl had long been standing in front of the door, looking at Shen Yu with a hint of awe on her pink face.
Ling Jianzi said carelessly: "Her name is Dou Ya'er. She is an orphan like me. She was adopted by my master. Her talent is so-so. She is barely better than me, but her level is not as high as mine."
Douyaer was too shy to speak.
And heard this.
Shen Yu glanced at the little girl with some surprise.
He could see Ling Jianzi's temperament clearly at a glance.
When he said this directly, it proved that the little girl was very powerful.
Shen Yu looked at her a few more times, her appraising and calm eyes making the little girl almost unable to lift her head. She pinched the corners of her clothes with both hands, looking very nervous.
Just when the little girl was about to cry, Shen Yu withdrew his gaze.
"very nice."
Shen Yu showed a smile and rubbed the little girl's head.
Ling Jianzi asked with curiosity on his face: "What about me?"
Shen Yu ignored him and walked directly into the house.
This house is not small, but it is obviously not in good condition, whether it is the dust marks on the walls or the cracks on the floor.
Shen Yu actually didn't care about these things and asked, "Are you two here?"
Dou Ya'er misunderstood Shen Yu's meaning, her eyes dimmed, and she said softly: "There used to be a house, but it was robbed by the Bian family after the death of the master and uncle."
Any resources in Wanliu City are very scarce, and Daozong here relies on two real people who have transcended the tribulation realm. After their death, only two children are left, and the natural resources will
be reduced.
Come to think of it, if he hadn't been thinking about Daozong's name, even this house would have been taken away.
only.....
It's the Bian family again.
Shen Yu thought slightly.
After resting for a while in the yard, I felt the oppression of heaven and earth and then opened my eyes again.
Ling Jianzi and Dou Ya'er knelt on the ground respectfully.
Shen Yu asked: "What are you doing?"
Ling Jianzi said seriously: "Let's wait until our uncle teaches us Taoist swordsmanship! Before our master died, our uncle who came from the Taoist sect will come and teach us how to practice."
Without skills, the realm can be improved so quickly. It is indeed very good and has the value of cultivation.
Shen Yu was silent for a while.
He did not expect that the first thing he did when he came here was to practice with two disciples of the Dao Sect.
This was completely different from what he expected.
But looking at the hopeful eyes of the two people, he still threw an ancient book in the space ring.
It was the Qiushui Sword Art that he bought at the auction.
Ling Jianzi's eyes lit up, and he was interrupted just as he was about to take it.
Shen Yu said: "Here is a letter, give it to a practitioner named Chenshi in the city, go now."
"The young master's body is destined to be a prisoner, hey..." Ling Jianzi sighed, but it was obvious that he had done these things before. He took the letter and ran out of the yard without hesitation.
Dou Ya'er stood there alone, looking at the ancient book in Shen Yu's hand with wide, watery eyes.
Shen Yu shook his head and said, "If you don't learn this, I will teach you another one."
Dou Ya'er asked: "What?"
Shen Yu said: "Tai Xuan Jing."
....
The Qiushui Sword Art is only the third sword passed down by the female swordsman. It focuses on the sword's intention, and the sword art cannot be regarded as the ultimate achievement.
And it is only suitable for people with sword cultivation physique to practice.
Although Dao Sect also has its own kendo skills, in the end, it is still based on Dao sect skills, and kendo is only a minor.
The Taixuan Sutra that was revised in Yuan Temple was more suitable for this little girl.
The little girl murmured: "Tai Xuan Jing?"
"Yes, Tai Xuan Jing."
Shen Yu picked up a pen and some thick yellow paper from the room and started writing.
After half an hour, Shen Yu put down the brush, handed the exercise formula he had just completed to the little girl, and said, "Dry it and keep it."
The little girl held it tightly in her arms as if she had found a treasure. She seemed to like this technique very much.
After a while, looking at Shen Yu standing alone in the courtyard, she asked, "Uncle, do you need to go into the house to rest?"
Shen Yu shook his head.
Dou Ya'er said gloomily: "Uncle, do you think this place is too small?"
Shen Yu looked at it, nodded, and said, "It's a bit small."
At this time, Ling Jianzi ran back from the door panting, with bright eyes, and said loudly: "The house before was not small! It was huge!"
Shen Yu looked calm.
He knew what he meant, so he just asked: "Do you want to go back?"
Ling Jianzi grinned and said, "Living in a big house with great style is in line with the style of my future Great Sword Immortal."
Dou Ya'er nodded subconsciously and whispered: "There is sunshine there, and it is not cold to practice."
Hearing this, Shen Yu nodded.
"Then grab it back."
