Shen Yu didn't lie.

Because when the wind and sand dissipate, the road signs on the ground have completely disappeared.

When he used his spiritual sense to probe movements within a thousand miles, there was nothing worth noting.

Even if Shen Yu could guarantee that he would always be able to walk in a straight line in the desert, he didn't know which direction he was going in the first place.

Thereupon....

He was really lost.

"Didn't the seniors have a compass?"

"What's that?"

"A magic instrument that allows the pointer to point to a fixed direction as long as the destination is recorded."

"Oh..."

Shen Yu's eyes showed a look of doubt, he really hadn't heard of it.

When they saw the expression of the man in the green shirt, everyone's eyes became strange and full of pity.

For example, as long as the status of this magic weapon in the sect or family is not low, there will always be an entourage responsible for preparing it.

And in front of him, this person has reached the level of the Divine Journey Realm, but he has never even heard of it, and he really has a bad family background.

But no matter what the truth is, everyone is slightly relieved.

Along the way, it was not too good to have a great cultivator of the Divine Journey Realm accompanying him.

The tall woman hugged her fists and said, "Thank you seniors for saving your life, in Xia Yao Xinlian, a disciple of the Yao family in Lianhu, Dongzu Prefecture."

Shen Yu didn't care, hummed softly, and lowered the curtain.

"Let's go."

....

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

The scenery outside the plug is really lonely.

From afar, smoke rose across the vast land, and the sky turned a dim yellow scene.

Along.

Shen Yu glanced at the map of the relics given by the woman, if the guess was correct, it should be in the southwest of the Northern Demon Domain, where it was a barren swamp.

After a few glances, he took back the space ring, and then took out an ancient book.

A one-of-a-kind book that was once bought at auction. / > is said to be a sword duel handed down from the autumn water of the scattered cultivation leaves three hundred years ago, called the autumn water sword technique.

Shen Yu opened the lone book, and then slowly flipped through it.

Shen Yu's face was quite serious, and he flipped it meticulously.

It's actually a very strange thing.

It stands to reason that with Shen Yu's vision and qualifications, even if he was a casual cultivator three hundred years ago, he was only a junior, and his kendo cultivation was even less worthy of mention in Shen Yu's eyes.

If there is any other sword understanding in the world that can make Shen Yu take a closer look, it is only the Sword Immortal City in the north.

However, when Shen Yu looked at this sword technique, he was even more serious than when he had read the Taixuan Sutra in the Yuan Temple.

Half an hour later, Shen Yu showed a look of enlightenment, and then took the sword technique back into the ring.

Autumn Water Sword.

As the name suggests, autumn water is longer and the same color for a longer day.

This style of sword technique is one of the seven swords inherited by the female sword immortal in Sword Immortal City.

The real name should be called Broken Autumn Water.

Although there are a lot of fearless and fancy moves added to this sword book, it can still retain the true meaning of cutting off the autumn water after all.

And after Shen Yu read it, he could naturally think of something from the sword technique.

Seven Swords of Sword Immortal.

A sword rises to the top.

Two swords turned into dragons.

Three swords break the autumn water.

Four swords, cause and effect.

Five swords out, all the dust is gone.

Six swords slash the netherworld.

As for the seventh sword, Shen Yu never forgot it.

That is, there is one sword left.

Shen Yu thought silently in his heart, and then fell into deep thought.

It stands to reason that these seven swords were created by himself, and it doesn't matter if he forgets them.

But I don't know why, Shen Yu now

But I seriously wanted to think about it.

Late at night.

The bright moon seemed to be covered by the wind and sand, and it was dim.

A bonfire is lit.

Shen Yu walked out, sat by the fire and closed his eyes and crossed his knees.

After moving all the way, Shen Yu also had a general understanding of the general origin of this group of people.

The two women were disciples and sisters of the Yao family in Lianhu, Dongzu Prefecture, while the other three men were also well-known family disciples, except for a big man with a full face and beard.

Everyone came all the way here, naturally for the upcoming battle of the peak of the young generation.

Yao Xinlian watched her surroundings from a distance to avoid encountering the last attack again.

Yao Xinyue, the sword-wielding girl beside her, glanced at the figure next to the bonfire and stuck out her tongue, "Sister, this guy doesn't look much older than us, why is the realm so high?"

Yao Xinlian said softly: "Looking at his appearance and bearing, he is from a Taoist sect, and he is also a sword cultivator, if nothing else, he will definitely be a disciple of the top sect in the five continents."

Yao Xinyue stuck out her tongue and whispered, "The skin is still very thick, and he still follows us after taking the benefits, and he doesn't want to deal with us, I really think I'm amazing."

Yao Xinlian glanced at her sister who was open-mouthed, and said angrily: "Be cautious in your words and deeds, you don't understand anything, your predecessors are willing to go with us, at least you don't have to worry about being attacked."

Yao Xinyue smiled and revealed two delicate little tiger teeth, and there was a sly look in her eyes, "Sister, I heard that Kunlun Wanjian Yi is in Wanliu City now, is it really as good-looking as others say."

Yao Xinlian said angrily: "If you are lucky enough to meet it in the future, look at it yourself, little nymphomaniac! We wondered, we hadn't seen it before, but it was as if we had fallen into a demon, and we had to follow."

Yao Xinyue pursed her lips and said unconvinced: "Who told our family that there are some straw bales, and there is no one who can see it, I want to find a good man for my sister, but I can't find it."

"Little Nizi, you're going to die."

Yao Xinlian pinched her sister hard.

Yao Xinyue didn't care, anyway, her sister was reluctant to exert herself, she just sighed, "I don't know if Wan Jianyi is as good-looking as rumored..."

Speaking of this, Yao Xinyue glanced at the back of the man beside the bonfire, and said with a smile, "Well, it must be several times better looking than that guy!"

Yao Xinlian's eyes were strange, "Can it be counted like this?"

Yao Xinyue whispered: "Yes, this guy is in the Divine Journey Realm, and Wan Jianyi is said to have already been an immortal in the Upper Three Realms, and said that his appearance is unparalleled, and this guy in front of him is also good-looking, so.... If you don't count it in all aspects, you will be twice as powerful as him."

Yao Xinlian thought subconsciously, thinking that if that was the case, it would indeed be very good-looking.

It's just that she didn't care, no matter how high these people were, they were too much after all.

Yao Xinyue suddenly approached and said loudly, "Sister! I won't tell others that you already have a sweetheart, it seems to be one of the seven sons of Zhongzhou, it is said that he will also go to Wanliu City these days!"

The younger generation at the peak of the Holy Land, after all, is only the word of mouth that exists in the spiritual wilderness, and there is no one in ten thousand who can really see it with their own eyes, which is particularly ethereal.

However, there has always been no shortage of talking points and fame in the rivers and lakes, and in recent years, there has been a saying that there are seven sons, all of whom are geniuses and handsome men of first-class sects or families in the land of five continents.

Over time, he became known as the Seven Sons and the Three Fairies.

And it seems that because it is more down-to-earth, the limelight is even more fierce than that of the Holy Land for a while.

was suddenly poked into the woman's heart, her face turned red, and she said angrily, "Little Nizi, see that I don't kill you today!"

"Ah, spare my life, I was wrong!" Yao Xinyue fled in a panic.

The two women inadvertently frolicked and played, and the smile couldn't help but make the two children of the same family not far away subconsciously unable to take their eyes off.

As for the farthest one, it was a rough man, silently wiping his hands

Long knife, indifferent eyes.

Shen Yu glanced at the sky and suddenly said, "It's time to go."

Yao Xinlian stopped playing and said in amazement, "Senior..... It doesn't seem to be good to walk at night."

Shen Yu ignored it and ordered, "The sandstorm is coming, it's not safe here, and it's thirty miles ahead."