The world shook and the war was in chaos.

But the abandoned sword mountain villa, as the center of the storm, remained strangely calm.

On the one hand, Chu Huoluo and Princess long controlled the disciples. On the other hand, the great God pestling at the gate also made the atmosphere dignified.

The high-level of Po Tian Dao set up a camp not far from Fu Po Tian and guarded him faithfully.

Fu Paotian sat down on the ground like this, as if he closed his eyes and refreshed himself, but he didn't even move for a month.

Regardless of wind, frost, rain and snow, he stood still, like a bloody long knife lying across his knee.

Princess long and Chu Huoluo stood on the copper sword at the gate of the mountain, looked at him anxiously and whispered.

"I've never seen a warrior like him... Except master."

Chu Huoluo had to admit that no one could match Fu Botian's leisurely demeanor except Shen Zhenyi.

"This man's Sabre Qi has been completely restrained. If he was like a sharp blade cutting heaven and earth, now, it makes people can't see it clearly."

The subject of Longjun is full of worry.

I can't see through.

The terrible thing about Fu Po Tian in the past was his knife technique.

Now, what's terrible is him.

"He was a real person before, and Fu Po Tian had been famous for a long time. Coupled with the power of Po Tian Dao, most of the eight sect families in the world bet that Po Tian Dao would win.

In this atmosphere, Shen Zhenyi returned to abandon sword mountain villa.

"The third childe is back!"

"The third childe is back!"

People are still thousands of miles away, and the news has reached the gate of abandoned sword mountain villa.

——Shen Zhenyi did not deliberately hide his whereabouts. After leaving the Imperial City, he was immediately detected by spies of major forces. From then on, someone followed silently all the way.

He returned all the way, and it is well known all over the world before he arrived at Zijian mountain villa.

The Taoist priest of heaven was thrilled.

At this time, Fu Botian had not yet left the customs.

He still sits quietly in front of the abandoned sword villa. If Shen Zhenyi moves his hand, isn't it

The people of the Tao of breaking the sky were afraid, but the protector was eager. They got up and surrounded Fu breaking the sky several times.

Shen Zhenyi stepped on the dust.

White clothes are better than snow and spotless.

Although just after a war to destroy the imperial dynasty, and despite the trek of tens of thousands of miles, Shen Zhenyi still seems to walk around without any change.

His face was calm, his breathing was light and steady, and he walked slowly, but he was miles away in an instant.

Ziningjun still followed her closely, just like the princess of ice and glass. Her face was expressionless, and her eyes only stayed on the side of Shen Zhenyi.

Yu Dashao followed them breathlessly.

——Originally, he should have quickly returned to the Central Plains daozong to report the situation to his father, but somehow he thought he had to follow Shen Zhenyi anyway. He followed him for tens of thousands of miles and only sent a letter to his family.

"Who is this woman?"

"I don't know!"

On the way past, the three people were pointing and talking.

"It's said that this person is zining Jun, the leader of Ziyan sect 400 years ago. At the beginning, the nine Zen Tiandou challenge arena also entered the chaotic secluded territory and practiced in the secluded territory for 400 years. Then he got out!"

Well informed people spread the news. When they heard it, they all took a breath. They couldn't believe that this delicate woman like ice and snow had such a big background.

——But then ziyanzong rushed up and down and knelt at the crossing to dispel their doubts.

Led by Su Fangzhai, the current Ziyan patriarch, a group of disciples knelt on both sides of the avenue and kowtowed to zining Jun.

"See grandmaster!"

"Welcome your ancestors back!"

Su Fangzhai was so excited that his eyes were full of tears.

Now ziyanzong is a vassal of Zijian mountain villa. After she got the truth of Zifeng Huanluan, she realized that zihuoxinhuang has achieved twice the result with half the effort. In more than ten years, she has promoted her realm to the sixth level of real life, far more than that in those years.

——Of course, this strength as a large door is not enough to have a foothold. If we can welcome back to the ninth ancestor of the real world 400 years ago, then Ziyan sect can surpass the so-called eight sects in the Central Plains at once!

"Get up."

Zining Jun knew that these people were his disciples and grandchildren, but he was not very excited. He just gave a faint command.

"Yes!"

Su Fangzhai was full of excitement, "please return to the mountain to offer tea."

"No need."

Zining Jun shook his head, "I'll follow the third childe Shen first. In the future, if Ziyan Zong is willing to return to abandon sword mountain villa, he will return to it. If you don't want to, you can deal with it yourself. Don't worry about me."

She didn't care about her ancestral foundation.

When Su Fangzhai was stunned, he saw that zining Jun had followed Shen Zhenyi to the door of abandoned sword mountain villa.

Shen Zhenyi walked in the direction of Fu Po Tian.

The Taoist priests suddenly became nervous and looked like frost!

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