How many Yang Gods and Half Immortals had been killed by the five Sword Ancestors of Xuanyuan Sword Sect? This number was destined to be a mystery and should not be made public. It would incur public anger.
Now, after the Crow Ancestor set up the monument, he was the fifth to enter, but he pulled down the overall level of Xuanyuan by a large margin. It was a bit embarrassing!
One Immortal, four Half Immortals, and now he was a Perfected Cultivator, and he was a Yin God who had just become a Perfected Cultivator. It seemed that they were not on the same level!
He also wanted to leave behind his own image, but he could not. Could it be that he wanted to leave behind his failed attempt at Heaven's Choice?
In fact, it was not a big deal to leave behind the failed attempt, but it was a bit of an exaggeration to say that he failed in the battle with the Yang God. In fact, he did not even see the shadow of the other party and did not even use his sword. It was a bit embarrassing, so it was better not to take it out and embarrass himself.
Speaking of failed attempts, one could see the style of Xuanyuan from the images left behind by the five Sword Ancestors. They would not hide the good news and not report the bad news.
The Crow Ancestor had nineteen battles and failed twice. These were probably his only failures. In terms of proportion, it was almost like he was deliberately exposing his shortcomings.
Chong Lou had eleven battles and failed four times! Three Qin had nine battles and failed four times! Wu Xixing had six battles and failed three times! Hu Xuedao had five battles and failed four times!
It could be said that in the end, people like Wu Xixing and Hu Xuedao believed that their failures were more effective than their successes. Therefore, they did not care about their reputation and showed their most regrettable battles to their successors!
Could it be that they could not find a few successful battles? How was that possible!
This was the spirit of Xuanyuan! It was a kind of temperament! It was the accumulation of blood over tens of thousands of years! It was because of this spirit of seeking truth from facts and not being afraid of being embarrassed that the Xuanyuan Sword Sect had its current status in the cultivation world of the universe!
So what if he failed? If he were to be dragged out, who would dare to touch such a Swordsman? Many of the other orthodoxies sang praises and had brilliant battle records, but what about the real situation?
They did not even have the courage to fail!
Lou Xiaoyi also hoped to carve his own legend here. When he had his own achievements one day, no matter if it was a beautiful kill, a clumsy one, or a good-for-nothing one, he would put them all here!
This was the inheritance!
One could often learn more from failure! This principle wasn't hard to understand. However, if an immortal, a few half immortals, or an ancestor-like figure could do this, how many people could do it?
Face, history, motivation, training, there were too many reasons that could be presented but could not be presented. All of them would cause the truth to be buried in the river of time! But few people dared to look directly at it!
This was the reason why Xuanyuan's strength!
He was lucky to be a Sto become a member to Be To be a member.. Although he had been away from Xuanyuan for nearly five hundred years, his sense of belonging to the sect was growing stronger and stronger.
This was the charm of Xuanyuan. Even if you were far away from him, you would still be able to feel the unbreakable attachment and the eternal perseverance in his attachment.
He stayed in the Three Births Realm for thirty years. He watched the fights of his seniors over and over again, learning from them! The nutrition of success and the nutrition of failure!
He would look at it and forget it, forget it and look at it again. He would throw away those minor details, those techniques, and focus on the higher level, and gradually form his own thoughts!
Thirty years later, when he had completely forgotten the dozens of battles of the Sword Ancestors, he was no longer the same person!
After the Three Lives Realm, one would be a Three Lives Realm cultivator. If you block my path, I will ask you Three Lives Realm!
His mood was better, but the burden on his shoulders had also become heavier. The seniors were all hanging on the tombstones, and he couldn't count on them. It was his turn now!
At this moment, what Primal Chaos Thunder Palace, what Sword Qi Soaring Heaven Pavilion, what Primordial Spirit Yang Spirit of Inner Sword and Outer Sword? He felt that Xuanyuan's burden had been handed over to him, even though no one had said this to him!
When I go back, you'll have to listen to me! This was the simple thinking of an ant!
He stood there boldly. "What happened when I wasn't around?"
He looked exactly like the king of a mountain!
His sword cultivators joined in the fun. Mottled Bamboo said, "Reporting to the Great King! There are three things that the king needs to know.
"First, in the past thirty years, another thirty-seven sword cultivators have joined us. We followed your instructions and roped them in. We discovered that there were six spies among them, but we didn't kill them. We left them in the Sword Dao Stele to stabilize their movements and await further developments!
Second, in the current Heaven's Choice Continent, entry and exit is very strict. Thirty-six countries have completely sealed off the land. If you want to go out, you need special permission from a country.
Third, the cleansing of the Sword Dao Tombstone continued for more than ten years. Now, it's basically finished, and peace has returned.
Fourth, in these ten years, through our efforts, we bought a large anti-space floating raft. It can carry hundreds of people. It's a bit old, but it can still be used after some repairs … "
Lou Xiaoyi stared at him. "You're talking about three things? Have you become muddle-headed? "
Ban Zhu didn't care. "Hehe, I suddenly thought of another one."
Lou Xiaoyi was quick-witted. "A large floating raft? Someone doesn't like us and wants to send us to the God of Plagues? "
Cong Rong interrupted. "The king is far-sighted, wise, and observant!
This large floating raft is a defective product that was eliminated from the country. It's old and worn out, and can barely be used. It was obtained through the channels of the Chamber of Commerce, so it's basically a free gift!
Although no one said it clearly, that's the general meaning. Our Sword Vein's attitude towards Heaven's Choice has always been unclear. We don't have much strength, and it's just Yuanying. We're worried that Heaven's Choice will come out and cause trouble when it's empty!
So, they simply sent us a large floating raft. Their meaning is: Go play in the Origin World, don't stay here and waste everyone's time! It's also immoral, leading the continent's cultivators astray … "
Lou Xiaoyi rubbed his nose. "You guys went out to parade again? Are you addicted? Can't leave? Parade when you're happy, parade when you're defeated, parade when you're happy. Has this become the symbol of my Sword Vein Corps? "
Everyone looked at him. You're the one who started all this, but now you're pretending to be innocent?
Huang Nian interrupted. "I think they're very well-behaved. They first harassed us, then sent us a raft. We accepted the raft, which means we agreed to their arrangement! The next time someone comes to harass the Sword Dao Tombstone, we'll have to leave!
At that time, if we fight with someone, I'm afraid there will be Yang Spirit cultivators coming over! "
Lou Xiaoyi nodded. "In other words, you can roughly guess when they'll make their move?"
Huang Nian replied, "Of course, it's not very accurate. It should be within a few decades. If it's further, we have to consider the factor of these Gods of Plagues coming back?"
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