Chapter 8: Lingzhou for one day is like nine years in Youdu

  The crowd dispersed, but gathered in small groups of three or five, whispering to each other. From time to time, several people would glance at Shen Dou with a measuring gaze, leaving him feeling perplexed.

  Feilu saw it in his eyes and his face sank as he said:

  "Let's go to Shendu's room first."

  The four of them left the square shoulder to shoulder.

  Chen Tao seemed as if he hadn't been here for a long time, looking around in all directions. The expression on his face was still extremely wooden, but in his heart, he secretly sighed: "It hasn't changed at all."

  Hei Shen was relaxed and casually found a seat to sit down, letting out a long sigh and saying: "It's still quieter here."

  This was originally Feilu's father's room, much more spacious than any other room, and the four of them didn't feel crowded at all, but each of them had their own thoughts in mind.

  Feilu's hands were clasped together in front of her chest, her face was solemn, pacing back and forth in the room, her red lips tightly closed, maintaining silence all along.

  Shen Dou then leaned back casually on a wooden chair, scanning the faces of the three people back and forth. Seeing that no one spoke, he stood up again.

  "I don't know what I can do."

  Three people looked at Shen Du simultaneously, while Chen Tao remained expressionless, wanting to speak but stopping himself.

  "Now that you are the Martial King of Shazhou, it is only natural that you take on the heavy responsibility of defending Shazhou. However..." Fei Lu's eyes were filled with anxiety, and for a moment, he didn't know how to express himself.

  Hei Shen also had nothing to say, bowing his head in contemplation of something.

  It seems like everyone's will to fight has been completely extinguished under the influence of others.

  At this moment, a rhythmless footsteps sounded outside the door.

  "Bang"

  "Dong Dong"

  "Knock knock knock"

  A lame old soldier is coming upstairs.

  Feilu went out to greet him and supported the old soldier with his hands behind his back:

  "General Qi, how did you come here? Now that a great enemy is approaching, you should leave this place as soon as possible."

  "Feilu, although you are the master of this city, your words are too out of line. As a member of Shacheng, how can I leave at such a critical moment?" Ji Lao said indignantly.

  The old man's attire was the same as everyone else in the square, all wearing gray robes, but only his cunning eyes were different from everyone else.

  He walked into Shendu's room, carefully sizing up Shendu. Half a moment later, on that originally gaunt face, because of the faint smile that had bloomed, deep-set wrinkles appeared one after another.

  "Are you Shen Dou?" asked Ji Lao with a smile.

  "It's Shen Dou, I wonder if Old Man Ji has any instructions for me?" Shen Dou asked with a puzzled expression.

  "Of course, as soon as I saw you for the first time, I could tell that you were different from ordinary people. There are two unusual auras in your body: one is the aura of a sword king's spiritual beast and the other is the aura of a sword king's heart-protecting sword. These two auras circulate and operate within your body, supporting all the meridians in your body. It seems that you must have had an extraordinary experience."

  The old man, leaning on his cane, hobbled to Shen Dou's side, grasped Shen Dou's right hand with both hands, and looked at him with a mixture of shock, excitement, curiosity, and reverence. He sighed:

  "Sure enough, you were extraordinary after all. It turns out that you once had a pair of super arms that could wield a sword weighing ten thousand catties and defend against attacks."

  Shen Du was shocked in his heart, how did he know all this, and had always suspected that he could survive until now, must have received help from an extraordinary person, but looking around the desert city, there would not be such a person, so he asked in surprise:

  "Seasoned old man said I have two protective heart meridians in my body, what's going on?"

  Ji Lao heard this and let go of Shen Dou's hand, preparing to find a place to sit down.

  Shen Du understood and immediately went up to support Qi Lao.

  The old man looked at Shen Du with satisfaction, sat down slowly and calculated with his fingers:

  "If I'm not mistaken, six years ago before Fei Lü rescued you back, you were severely injured by a Sword Emperor expert. Later, your meridians were shattered by a Sword King level expert, but what's strange is that the same Sword King level sword energy that protected your heart meridian also shattered your meridians. However, this sword energy was completely insufficient to save your life. What was crucial was the Sword King level spiritual beast energy that you absorbed later."

  Shen Du heard this and was shocked, muttering: "How is that possible."

  "What's going on here?" Although Old Ji was advanced in years, his eyes and ears were still sharp.

  "He's saying how could he possibly save me." At this point, Shen Du's thoughts once again returned to that battle six years ago.

  Thinking back, at that time, Fu Xingbo's long sword had pierced through his body. The sword energy of the Sword Emperor level was enough to destroy his meridians and even cause his body to explode and die. If it wasn't for Lou Fan's swift strike, he would have probably died without a complete corpse.

  The more so, Shen was even more puzzled, why did Lou Fan want to lend a hand to save himself? He really couldn't understand.

  Ji Lao smiled and said, "It seems that you have many secrets hidden on your body!" He got up and walked to Feilu's side, asking in a low voice, "Have you ever heard of the Shenmen Fifteen Swords?"

  Fei Lu heard this and didn't understand, saying: "What does Old Ji mean by asking this?"

  "Perhaps you've never heard, but the Shenmen Fifteen Swords are the most brilliant swordsmanship of the Imperial Empire. Many years ago, the lord of the Desert City seized the second half of the Shenmen Fifteen Swords, causing the prestige of the Shen family to plummet. However, that lord also paid a painful price for this deed, and later not only lost the Shenmen Fifteen Swords but also died in another space-time, forever unable to return to the Desert City."

  The old man finished speaking with a sigh, and then turned his gaze to Shen Du, saying in a low voice:

  "Since Fei Lu is unaware of this matter, then as a descendant of the Shen family, you must have heard something about it."

  Shen Dou was naturally clear, originally wanting to come to Sha Cheng to find Shen Men's Fifteen Swords. Since Fei Lu saved his life, he had not been able to speak out, and Qi Lao said that Shen Men's Fifteen Swords had already been lost many years ago, making Shen Dou even more confused, so he asked:

  "So where is the second half of Shenmen's Fifteen Swords now?"

  "In Jiuyou City."

  Shen Du saw a hint of fear in Ji Lao's eyes.

  "Jiuyou City, what kind of place is it?" Shen Du asked eagerly.

  "That place is east of the Allied Province, near the Barren Province. It's about half a day's journey from here, but not everyone can enter that place." Old Ji's tone turned eerie.

  But it made Shen Du even more curious, and he continued to ask: "What kind of thing is there after all."

  "Jiuyou City is simply another world, where there are countless demonic beasts that love to suck human blood and eat human flesh. They especially love the blood and flesh of swordsmen, and the higher the level of the swordsman, the more they love it." Seasoned old man said with a trembling voice.

  Shen Du felt a chill run down his spine, and everyone present also felt a tightness in their chest, exchanging nervous glances.

  Shen Du also stopped asking questions. Originally thought that if it wasn't possible for everyone to reach, they could let the people of Shacheng go there to take refuge. It seems like nothing can be done now.

  Since no one asked, Old Ji continued:

  "But there are too many things that attract attention, the Nine You Castle has a vast number of magical beasts, and also a vast amount of spiritual stones, Qi-stones, and beast pellets. As long as one has enough ability to survive there, they will have the opportunity to become the strongest swordsman on this continent."

  At this point, Old Ji paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, and added:

  "There is also a very strange phenomenon, that is, Lingzhou has nine days of gloom and ten years of darkness, it can be said to be the best place for the Empire of Weights to practice swordsmanship and upgrade."

  Everyone present couldn't help but feel their hearts racing with excitement, and if they could stay there for several decades, it's likely that when they came out, they would already have become a Sword King or even a super strong being of the Sword Emperor level.

  It's not just that, now it's still nine days away from the demon capital's invasion. If you can practice sword in Jiuyou City for decades and return to Shacheng, wouldn't it be easy to solve this urgent problem!

  Everyone thought so, but Ji Lao fixed his gaze on Shen Dou's body and asked with a smile: "Do you dare to go?"