On the third day, the sound of sword whistling could be heard from the Seven Colors Mountain. Lou Xiaoyi knew that the time was up.
As the group of Golden Core cultivators boarded the ship, a round of inspection revealed that there were less than a hundred of them. Most of them were seven-colored sword cultivators, and there were a dozen or so who had volunteered from the surrounding small continents. These people were very worthy of respect. They had cultivated and groped their way through the small continents by relying on their dedication to the sword.
Being able to stand up meant that they understood the true meaning of Swordsman. This was not an orthodoxy that could be hidden away like a tortoise.
The Cloud Sea Flying Ship was very big. It was big enough to fit everyone and still have room to spare. The ones steering the ship were also a few Dharma cultivators. Without a doubt, this ship must have come from some Daoist sect. Unorthodox sects like the Seven Color Sword Sect would not be able to afford such a luxurious thing.
Obviously, these Taoist sects were very attentive to this competition. They were in charge of collecting information and sending people. They even gave everyone healing medicine. It could be said that they spared no effort, except for the fact that they were restricted by the rules.
Everyone was a chess piece!
Chess piece? Lou Xiaoyi suddenly understood! In his imagination, he had never understood his understanding of the war in the Cultivation World. He always thought that the so-called war in the Cultivation World revolved around attacking and defending Shaking Shadow Continent. Therefore, he felt that Zhou Xian's war preparations were very naive. There was no surprise, no coordination, no tactics, and it seemed clumsy and old-fashioned …
But, what if this was still a chess game?
No one told him this, because the natives of Zhou Xian understood it themselves! But he did not understand, because he was a fake!
The white-browed old man used a chess game when he gambled with others. Xiaoyao and the Thousand Buddhas used a chessboard to fight for Shaka. Then, how could the war between the Sword Vein Alliance and the Bitter Zen Temple not use a chessboard? It was impossible for thousands of people to jump up and down in the Cloud Sea, right? It was impossible to determine who would win and who would lose.
But if it was a chess game with thousands of people, he was not worried about the ability of the Heaven and Earth Chessboard. He was just curious. With so many people, what kind of chess pieces would they use?
It was not easy to ask! As a Zhou Xian cultivator, this should be common knowledge. Was it possible that everyone on the ship understood it, but he was the only one who was confused? Don't call me Mask, call me Silly Face!
Go? Who's going to play? It was impossible for him to walk alone just once?
Chinese checkers? Wasn't this too much of a joke?
It couldn't hold Chinese chess either! The other types of chess don't seem right either … What kind of chess can accommodate thousands of people?
The flying boat flew forward under Lou Xiaoyi's confusion. Its positioning was extremely accurate and its speed was extremely fast.
Gao Yang walked over and sat beside him. "Has anyone in the Carefree Tour done any research on this?"
Lou Xiaoyi remained calm and collected. "No one has any experience! How could there be anyone who would specialize in this? In any case, I've never studied it before, and I'm too lazy to even play Six Masters.
How does the Sword Alliance plan to deal with this? "
Army Self-Moving Chess was a very obscure chess style. In fact, it did not belong to two people. Instead, it depended on the chess pieces to decide their own moves. It was called Self-Moving.
This was close to the highest level of chess in the Heaven and Earth Chessboard. It was a chess game that would only be started when there was an invasion from the outside world. The only difference was that the scale was smaller, and the cultivators' realms were lower.
Because there were more people, the victory or defeat was not determined by the number of enemies killed, but by fighting for the enemy's military flag.
The military flag was not like the general's flag in Chinese chess, which was exposed to the outside world. Instead, it was hidden in the thousands of troops on one's side. It was full of coincidences and accidents, just like two armies fighting on the battlefield.
There were no generals, ministers, chariots, and horses. Everyone was a pawn, and they could move around freely!
The whole chessboard was like a Chinese checkers board that had been enlarged countless times. Every cultivator had their own independent chess piece space. Under normal circumstances, this space could accommodate at most two people. It was for both the attacking and defending sides. However, it was rare to see a situation where many people fought against few.
Once the chess game started, hundreds of thousands of chess pieces on one side began to move forward. They could only move forward one space at a time, and could not jump forward. When they met each other, they would start fighting. The winner would survive, and the loser would withdraw or die.
There were many mysteries in this game. For example, where to hide one's military flag? Was it to move forward with the main army? Or to guard the rear? The possible hiding place of the enemy's military flag? The direction of one's main attack? The direction of one's secondary attack? The direction of one's defense?
There were many, many similarities between this and the battlefield in the mortal world.
Gao Yang sighed. "The Upper Realm of Zhou Xian hasn't had such a large-scale battle for many years. Everyone is the same! The key is the overall strength and quality of the cultivators on each side!
If the Sword Vein is up against any of the three thousand orthodox alliances, we have the confidence to win. However, if it's one of the Nine Great Upper Sects, to be honest, our chances are not high! "
Lou Xiaoyi listened quietly, and did not speak. Gao Yang did not expect him to answer. In a chess game with thousands of people, the power of one person was negligible, even if the person in front of him was the so-called Carefree Mask.
"Firstly, the Sword Vein has a mix of good and bad people. We can't go all out, so we have to leave some people to guard the mountain gate.
Secondly, the Nine Sword Vein can't be united. I don't mean for anyone to fish in troubled waters and retreat. Since we're here, we all have the intention to contribute to the Sword Vein. However, Swordsman are generally unruly. If we don't have a hundred people to respond to our call, we won't be able to form a united force!
Thirdly, the Bitter Zen Temple's orders are united. This is an incomparable advantage for a great power.
Fourthly, this time, the Buddhist Sect has promised a chess game with thousands of people. They can choose the best of the best, but we can only scrape together! "
Lou Xiaoyi was expressionless. "Then you still want to continue?"
Gao Yang looked out the window. "We have to show the Sword Vein's attitude. That is, we won't compromise!
In the Zhou Xian Upper Realm, such a small land existed. After the Buddhist Sect gained control of it, the belief on the land was controlled. As time passed, the foundation of the native sects was gradually hollowed out. When they couldn't get support from the mortal world, how long could they last?
There was once such a body cultivation sect that eventually left for other lands. There was also once such a soul cultivation sect that was cut off. Gradually, in the long river of time, your blood was slowly sucked dry, so that you couldn't absorb any nutrients! In the end, they were forced to hand over the land that their ancestors had owned to the Buddhist Sect!
Therefore, when the Yaoying Land was also taken over by the Buddhist Sect, we won't blame the Daoists for their incompetence. We can only fight on our own!
Even if the Sword Vein Alliance is added together, the gap between us and the Bitter Zen Temple is hopeless, not to mention the huge gap in the level of major cultivators. Fortunately, the Zhou Xian Upper Realm still has the Heaven and Earth Chessboard. At least, we can still get a slightly fairer chance in the chess game!
The Sword Vein can lose, but even if we lose, we have to hurt the Bitter Zen Temple on the level of Jin Dan. This is our goal!
After the first time, there will be no end to it. Therefore, we can't give in! "
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