The streets of Wanliu City shook almost simultaneously, collapsing ten feet.
Both sides of the already dilapidated streets were now completely in ruins.
Countless dust rolled out and spread to both sides, blocking the sight of countless people.
Shen Yu fell from the sky and slowly walked into the smoke.
At this time, countless figures rushed in at a faster speed, and then stopped in front of Shen Yu.
Behind everyone, Bian Yong was lying limply against the wall. His pale cheeks were slightly rosy, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. There was a faint trace of blood on his body, but it was not strong.
Just like Qin Sanzi before, the sword energy grazed all around, leaving countless wounds, none of which were fatal.
"Kill me if you can."
Bian Yong lowered his eyebrows and looked cold.
Shen Yu looked calm and asked, "Is this how you treat guests?"
Everyone's expressions were dull.
There is no doubt that Bian Yong completely lost this competition. Even they could not find any excuse from this competition.
Upright and aboveboard.
Bian Yong looked angrily at the man in green shirt in front of him, but said nothing.
Shen Yu glanced at everyone and asked again.
"Is there anyone else?"
There was still silence.
Although there are indeed people in the city who are stronger than Bian Yong, but they are not here at the moment. Even if they are here, they may not necessarily win.
Shen Yu turned around, looked at Bian Yong and continued: "Now that it's over, let's hand over the house. The original place is too small."
Bian Yong said nothing and closed his eyes.
A young man beside him threw a bunch of keys over.
Shen Yu took it, then turned and left.
....
on the way.
Ling Jianzi and Dou Ya'er both looked up at Shen Yu, their eyes filled with incomparable admiration.
Ling Jianzi's palms were trembling while holding the sword manual, and he whispered: "Dou Ya'er, do you see it? This is the sword manual for that sword move. If I learn it, I will be almost invincible!"
Dou Ya'er was obviously in a good mood, nodding her head with envy.
Shen Yu ignored the two of them and felt the spiritual energy flowing in his body, trying to restore his own spiritual energy as much as possible.
His spiritual sea is huge.
But even so, after using the sword just now, there was still not much spiritual energy left in the body.
This is why he rarely uses powerful moves.
Ling Jianzi and Dou Ya'er took Shen Yu to an obviously busy street.
It is surrounded by high-ranking families, and their names are all familiar, such as Yaochi, Liubo Mountain, Kunlun, Qingdi City, Jianxian City, and Dongwang Island. Obviously, this street is the gathering place of the nine holy places in Wanliu City.
Among them, Daozong looked particularly dilapidated. There was not even a plaque. It must have been removed by the young people of the Bian family.
Ling Jianzi and Dou Ya'er were both quite embarrassed.
Shen Yu looked calm and said, "Find a plaque to hang up."
Ling Jianzi scratched his head, but in the end he could only find a hard rectangular wooden board and asked, "Who will carve the words?"
Shen Yu didn't speak. He drew his fingertips on the wooden board, and the swishy words appeared on the wooden board, and the strands of Taoist meaning radiated out.
"that's all."
Ling Jianzi and Dou Ya'er looked at each other with dull expressions on their faces, but then they still hung right above the door.
This big house is obviously very spacious inside. It is shaped like a courtyard and has dozens of rooms, large and small. γuhuguO
There is a lot of dust and no trace of human habitation. It is obvious that the Bian family only sealed it temporarily.
Dou Ya'er couldn't help sniffing when she saw this once very familiar house.
"We're back again."
"Clean up."
Shen Yu gave an order.
Two hours later
, Ling Jianzi and Dou Yaer returned to the lobby panting.
Looking at the spotless ground and smiling at each other, they both looked quite proud.
Shen Yu looked at the somewhat empty surroundings and said, "Are there too few people?"
Whether it was in Cuizhu Peak or Yuansheng Temple before, there weren't too many people around, but it wasn't as deserted as it is now.
Lingjianzi rolled his eyes and said quickly: "Uncle Master, if you want to recruit disciples here, I can find many disciples in the city right away."
Douyaer pursed his lips.
Shen Yu then shook his head, "Forget it."
The competition between Dao Zong's disciples in the city gradually spread throughout Wanliu City.
The continuous defeat of Qin Sanzi, Bian Yong and other extremely talented young disciples in the city gave most people in the city something to talk about.
Bian Yong is not the strongest young disciple in the Bian family, but he can definitely be ranked among the top three.
As for Bian Hu, the number one member of the Bian family, he had a fight with Li Yi, who had just arrived in the city a few days ago, and is currently in retreat at home.
Regardless of the perception, Shen Yu has obviously proven his worth in the city with his strength, so no one will take the initiative to trouble him in the following time.
Li Yi and other descendants of the Holy Land, as well as the powerful disciples of Wanliu City, are fighting on the battlefield between Wanliu City and the Northern Demon Realm, trying their best to adapt to the suppression of heaven and earth here. In fact, in Wanliu City It seemed particularly deserted.
In these days, many people from the Nine Holy Lands came to visit Daozong's house.
Kunlun was led by an old Taoist with a white beard, Yaochi was led by a middle-aged woman and two girls with delicate faces, Qingdi City was led by several warriors with stereotyped faces, and Dongwangdao was led by a man in coarse linen clothes. The middle-aged Qi practitioner always walks alone in Jianxian City, but no one comes here.
Liubo Mountain, which had a deep grudge with Daozong, also sent people here symbolically.
Shen Yu was not good at sociability, but Dou Ya'er was too young and Ling Jianzi was obviously out of tune, so he could only deal with it patiently and casually.
"There should be more people."
After sending everyone away in Yaochi, Shen Yu said again.
Dou Ya'er and Ling Jianzi both nodded empathetically, not surprisingly.
According to their thinking, Daozong is a holy land after all, but there is almost no one in Wanliu City. The uncle who came from afar will naturally feel that he wants to carry forward the sect.
But Shen Yu actually had no such idea.
Just because the more people he dealt with, the more deserted Shen Yu felt.
I don't know when or why, he quietly changed from his original quiet temperament, so for the first time, he missed the scene where Shang Yingluo was chattering in his ear.
In the spacious courtyard, Ling Jianzi was practicing according to the unique sword intention of Qiu Shui Sword Art, while Dou Ya'er was sitting obediently and quietly on another small bench, gently turning the pages of Shen Yu's temporary book. Written exercises.
As time went by, Dou Ya'er's eyes became brighter and brighter, with extraordinary splendor in his eyes.
"Douyaer, what's wrong?"
Ling Jianzi placed the three-foot Dao sword behind him on the ground and asked curiously.
Dou Ya'er said seriously: "This book of exercises is very interesting, I like it very much."
Lingjianzi asked suspiciously: "So good? Is it as powerful as my Qiushui Sword?"
Dou Ya'er shook his head and said casually: "There is no meaning in comparing two different techniques."
Ling Jianzi looked at Shen Yu, who was in the distance with his eyes closed, and whispered, "Turn back and give me a sneak peek."
Dou Ya'er raised the corners of her mouth slightly and nodded with a hint of slyness.
Lingjianzi must first learn the Qiushui Sword Technique in his hand, and it will probably take a long time before he has the chance to learn his own Taixuan Jing.
Lingjianzi chuckled and said: "Suddenly we have Taoism and sword techniques. When the two of us step into the three realms of true immortals, we can leave this ghost place and travel to Linghuang. I heard that there is something in the city of Zhongzhou. Many girls’ favorite rouge shop, I will buy it for you when the time comes
A lot of it for you to smear on your face every day. "
Dou Ya'er's eyes were also full of yearning, and she nodded fiercely.
For two orphans who have been alone since childhood, in this place where they can see dead people all day long, their first dream is nothing more than to survive.
But after surviving, life gets better and better, so naturally we can have greater hope.
Ling Jianzi whispered: "I've even thought of our names, let's call them Male and Female! What do you think? This name is scary when you hear it."
Dou Ya'er immediately let out a sigh of relief and whispered: "Then I would rather not buy Rouge."
at this time.
Shen Yu looked at the dim weather and said, "I'm going out for a while, you guys continue to practice."
