The floating raft deliberately flew above Heaven's Choice, passing by mountains and rivers. They were all familiar places in the Swordsman Sect, places where they had fought, places where their companions were buried, places where they had slept … Gradually, everyone became quiet. As they stared, a different kind of pride rose within them!
This was the final farewell, but no one said goodbye!
If everything could be redone, would they still choose the sword? They would!
If their lives ended sooner or later, would they be buried in their old home? They wouldn't!
This was a one-way ticket! Once they went up, they couldn't come back down!
From the moment they chose the sword, the heavens had already decided!
The Sword Vein was the last to arrive, but it was also the most eye-catching. It was the black wind!
At this time, Lou Xiaoyi wouldn't show his face. A few veteran Perfected Lords were in charge of greeting and communicating!
The atmosphere was very quiet. The seven large floating rafts didn't communicate with each other, and the atmosphere was somewhat heavy. To be precise, they were a group of stray dogs! They were unstable elements that had been expelled from the continent!
With Shangguo's Sun God guarding the pass, it was understated and not very detailed.
On the floating raft, Huang Nian was somewhat puzzled. "They don't seem to be serious? Aren't they afraid that we'll secretly bring non-Sword Sword Vein cultivators out of the region to spread the news? "
Lou Xiaoyi sighed. "What news can you spread? What do you know? We know, and the people of Zhou Xian in the main world have long made their judgment! What they don't know, we don't know either!
A large-scale cultivation war doesn't have complete abruptness! Even if Zhou Xian realized something, what can they prepare?
In the end, it's just a clash of strength! "
Cong Rong asked, "After we leave, will Heaven's Choice begin?"
Lou Xiaoyi shook his head. "No! Decades, decades, it's still too early! Until no one remembers us anymore! Until the other side's defense slackens because of the delay!
The most frightening thing is when the sword hangs above your head, because you don't know when it will fall! When it does, it doesn't matter, because there's no need to think about it! "
Huang Nian asked a question that had been on his mind for a long time. "The Pill Cultivator Organization, the Beast Tamer Association, and the Body Lineage Alliance. Do we really not need to interact with these three? I've always felt that if we work together, we'll be able to do something big. No matter where we go, we'll be able to make our voices heard! "
Lou Xiaoyi nodded. "The seven families together have more than two hundred Perfected Cultivators and two to three thousand Yuanying. They're not weak at all. If we don't consider the Sun God, they're almost as strong as a weak country! But what we need to consider is, how many of them have the determination to go all out?
History could prove the sufferings of an orthodoxy. Blood River, soul cultivators, Martial Saints, they were all like this. There was no chance of them being bribed!
Pill cultivators wouldn't either, because they only recognized money! Moreover, Heaven's Choice probably wouldn't give them a suitable price. On the eve of a great battle, every bit of Spiritual Opportunity was precious.
But Beast Taming and Body Veins are different. Their history of suffering isn't long. As far as I know, it's only been a few hundred years. To them, there really exists an illusory hope to rope them in. For example, building their own country? Returning to the mainstream?
If there are internal problems on the battlefield, it's too dangerous. I won't take the risk, and I won't play hide-and-seek with them. It's better for us to go our separate ways! "
Everyone understood what he meant. Among the seven teams, there might be some who wanted to play the trick of injuring themselves. This was probably the final measure of Heaven's Choice against them. There was no conclusive evidence for this kind of thing. When internal strife broke out, it was too late to regret. It was very troublesome.
Zou Fan raised a very realistic question. "What if they insist on following us?"
Lou Xiaoyi's eyes turned cold. "I've heard that when going to war, blood must be sacrificed to the flag! We seem to be missing a procedure? "
The rafts formed a long snake. In front, there was a cultivator from Heaven leading the way. Behind him, there were seven large floating rafts following closely!
After flying like this for more than a year, Lou Xiaoyi finally got rid of the Heaven's Selection Gravitational Field. He heaved a sigh of relief — not because of his own safety, but because none of the seven tattered floating rafts had broken down!
After getting out of the gravitational field, a few cultivators from Heaven's Choice stood in a row and watched coldly! Their meaning was clear. The circuit was broken! It was like a bastard being chased out of his family.
Noticing the anger of the Swordsman on the rafts, Lou Xiaoyi sighed and didn't say anything. This was the result of causing trouble when they weren't strong enough. To be honest, there was no right or wrong. Who asked them to be so stubborn?
Once they entered the negative space, six of the seven floating rafts were very hesitant! This was because they couldn't determine their future direction!
Not every orthodoxy had their own legends. They were also very confused when they were thrown into the vast universe as a warning to others!
This wasn't a sudden opportunity. They had known about their situation for many years. However, the key was that their direction in the universe wasn't something that could be figured out in a few years or decades!
For example, the Blood River Sect. Go to Zhou Xian? They would be crushed to pieces in a great battle! Go to the Origin World and find a realm to live in? Large realms couldn't be formed, but there was the Great Membrane of Heaven and Earth! They also had to think carefully about medium-sized realms. Was there a Sun God there? They weren't willing to go to the lower realms …
Their hearts were higher than the sky, but their lives were thinner than paper. Humans were a clumsy race. When they really came to the void of the universe and couldn't go back, other than desolation, there was only helplessness and confusion left.
It was the same for the other sects!
This kind of confusion was somewhat brainless during the voyage. They wanted to split up and achieve their own small goals, but they were unwilling!
They wanted to go their separate ways, but they were also worried that after they left, the others would gather together to do big things. They were worried that they would be abandoned and isolated from the mainstream!
No one was born a heretic. They were treated as heretics for their own historical reasons. However, when these people who shared the same fate were exiled into the universe, they were still reluctant to part with each other?
"Speed up! Go to the Mao 7 mark! " Lou Xiaoyi decisively made a decision. This time, the cultivators controlling the rafts flew very steadily. They knew that the time to decide their future was coming!
Why Mao 7? Why not the Zhou Xian mark? No one asked! From the moment they stepped out of the Heaven's Choice Continent, they had completely handed themselves over to their sword masters!
The seven floating rafts began to diverge! Originally, this group's subconscious direction was the most obvious Zhou Xian mark nearby, which was also the one everyone was most familiar with. Everyone was sticking to the rules, thinking of stopping at the Zhou Xian mark for a short while to make a final communication?
But now, the last floating raft suddenly accelerated, deviating from the rest of the group by an angle, and gradually overtaking them. It was as if their goal was firm!
Although the Swordsman never lacked the courage to fight alone, they still needed friends! Especially when the universe was in chaos!
No one showed it, but every Swordsman's attention was focused on the tail of the raft! If no other floating raft caught up within forty-five minutes, then they would forever lose these potential comrades!
Silence, anxiety, hesitation, thinking left and right, internal struggle … these kinds of emotions were experienced by all the other floating rafts except for the Swordsman!
Especially Blood River, Soul Cultivator, and Martial Saint Training Hall! They were very angry, angry that the Swordsman really didn't care and treated them as nothing!
They were waiting for the other two to make a decision! Everyone thought so, but in the end, no one made a move. The group of floating rafts still maintained a straight line towards Zhou Xian!
Suddenly, one of the rafts changed direction and followed the Sword Vein's raft that was cutting through the waves alone!
Mottled Bamboo was very surprised. "Beast Tamer Madman? Why is it them? "
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