After hearing Cui Liang's words, Lin Xuan's expression was calm and unfathomable.
However, he muttered in his heart, "Is my good luck coming again?"
He did not reply Cui Liang immediately. Instead, he raised his head and looked at his martial arts fate.
Unknowingly, his martial arts fate had returned to normal. The 33 Levels of Heaven on the godly mountain were vast, mysterious, and majestic.
Lin Xuan looked at the scabbard in his hand and pondered.
Perhaps, from the moment the scabbard named Holy Ground left the Black Iron Platform Formation, the world had returned to normal.
How many secrets did this scabbard hide?
Lin Xuan shook his head and put this question aside for the time being. He turned to look at Cui Liang.
He would not reject anyone who was willing to serve him. However, he still needed to observe how sincere and valuable these people were.
"Cui Liang, why did you choose me?" Lin Xuan asked calmly.
Cui Liang said respectfully, "Dao Lord Lin, you're the number one genius of the True Martial World since ancient times. You possess an unprecedented and unparalleled destiny. You also wield the Sword of the Human Sovereign. You have the righteousness of the Human Race. You're destined to become a supreme expert of this world!
It is everyone's honor and fortune to be able to follow a powerful person like you.
Lord Lin, don't worry. We are definitely sincere in serving you. We are willing to accept any of your conditions and will never betray you! "
Lin Xuan said, "How many of you are there? How strong are you?"
Cui Liang said, "We have a total of 379 people. Among them, 326 are Heavenly Transformation Realm martial artists and 53 are Divine Power Realm martial artists. However … "
Cui Liang paused and continued, "However, we have been imprisoned in the Sword Jail for too long. Most of us are in a weak state. Our general condition is not good. Almost every few days, someone will die.
However, if Lord Lin is willing to take us in and bring us out of the Sword Jail, everyone will be able to return to their peak state in less than a year. Lord Lin, you will also have a group of brave and loyal warriors! "
Lin Xuan's eyes flickered as he was somewhat moved.
If he could really recruit this group of sword experts who had survived the Sword Prison, they would definitely be of great help in the future.
As for whether these fellows had committed heinous crimes and violated the rules of the Sword Maste, he did not mind.
"Alright, bring me there!" Lin Xuan said.
"Yes, please, Lord Lin!"
Cui Liang's face lit up with joy and he hurriedly led Lin Xuan to the surface.
After bursting out from the ground, Lin Xuan followed Cui Liang, flying towards the southeast direction of the Sword Prison.
There was no longer any terrifying Sword Qi in the world, but there was still no trace of Yuan Qi in the air. For those Sword Maste Felons who desperately needed Yuan Qi to survive, this was still a land of exile. If they did not leave this place soon, they would die sooner or later.
After flying for nearly a thousand miles, a small village on the ground gradually entered Lin Xuan's field of vision.
The village was very simple and crude. In the remote corner of Broken Mountain, there were a few hundred houses scattered here and there. They were all built with large pieces of bluestone, and every house was densely packed with sword holes.
The surrounding ground was also littered with countless pieces of gravel. Those were the buildings that had been destroyed by the Sword Qi.
"Lord Lin, this area is the least active area for Sword Qi. Even so, this place is still filled with danger at all times. It's just that the frequency of Sword Qi appearing is slightly lower.
"This village is called Dawn Village. It means that as long as one is alive, one will eventually see the light of dawn.
"Unfortunately, in the past thousand years, the people in this village have changed over and over again. Except for a few lucky ones who were rescued by the leader of the Sword Maste, the rest could not escape the fate of running out of Yuan Qi and dying."
Cui Liang's tone was somewhat sorrowful and helpless.
Lin Xuan did not comment and asked, "Cui Liang, why were you exiled here?"
Cui Liang was stunned for a moment, then immediately explained, "I was the deacon in charge of the Sword Maste's prison. Because I secretly released a fellow disciple who had committed a serious crime, I violated the sect's rules and was sentenced to the same crime as that person. I was exiled to the Sword Prison for a hundred years!
A hundred years, perhaps in the outside world, is not too long for someone like me.
But in the Sword Prison, this is no different from a death sentence.
Now, my sentence is less than thirty years, and I have already begun to deplete the source of my Dao.
I estimate that with my strength, at most ninety years in the Sword Prison, I will die from exhaustion, and this does not include death from accidents. "
Lin Xuan nodded and said, "You all joining me is equivalent to betraying the Sword Maste. Have you really thought it through?"
Cui Liang said without hesitation, "Lord Lin, actually, from the moment you entered the Sword Prison, we have already noticed you.
Later on, you killed Chu Jianhun, took the Holy Ground, and destroyed the Myriad Sword Platform.
We all firmly believe that you are the dawn that we have been waiting for.
As for betraying the Sword Maste, we do not think so.
In the Sword Prison, the Holy Ground Scabbard is constantly devouring our Dao source.
As long as someone has lived for more than ten years in the Sword Prison, their Dao source would have been devoured by the Holy Ground Scabbard, and this is the source of the billions of Sword Qi.
It can be said that what we have obtained from the Sword Maste has already been returned to the Sword Maste. We no longer owe the Sword Maste anything. If we want to talk about owing something, it is the Sword Maste that owes us.
In addition, a portion of us were not originally Sword Maste disciples, but were captured by the Sword Maste. "
Cui Liang said with a faint trace of hatred on his face.
"So that's how it is." Lin Xuan understood.
As the two spoke, they had already arrived in the sky above the village.
Feeling Lin Xuan and Cui Liang's aura, ragged and skinny people gradually walked out of the simple stone houses. There were about three to four hundred people scattered here and there.
Lin Xuan's eyes widened, and he almost thought that he had seen wrongly.
These people did not look like cultivators at all. They were not much stronger than the slaves who had worked in the underground mines for decades in the mortal world.
Most of them were extremely weak, as if a gust of wind could blow them away. Among them, the ones in the best condition only displayed the aura of the early stage of the Heaven Transformation Realm.
In comparison, it was not easy for Cui Liang to retain the strength of the early stage of the Transcendent Realm after spending twenty years here. It was no wonder that Cui Liang could become the leader of these people.
The only comforting thing was that these people's eyes were cold to the bone, filled with determination and fearlessness.
They were all survivors who had survived the cruel selection of the Sword Prison. Until now, they had not been defeated by the cruel environment, nor had they given up hope of survival.
Over the years, they had been harassed by the billions of Sword Qi day and night, forging a firm will and steady heart. From this point alone, they already had the foundation of an expert.
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