It was not only the Ascetic Zen monks and Swordsman who were waiting for news outside. There were also many Dharma cultivators from a few Taoist sects. Some of them operated the Cloud Sea Flying Boat while others were in charge of healing. In fact, it was all a pretense. Their real purpose was to monitor the situation and deal with any accidents that might happen!
Since they had such a mission, it was impossible for them to send ordinary people. In a flying boat in the sea of clouds, a few Daoists sat in a circle. There was the Abdicator of Yellow Court Daoism, the Heavenly Crown of Qingwei Immortal Sect, the Tattooed Head of Human Sect, the Life Seed of Wanyan Creation, the Mang Boots of Taixuan Middle Yellow, and the Bull Rider of Yuanshi Cave.
They were also very surprised. Hundreds of people from the Sword Vein had been chased out. Only one of them was left on the Heaven and Earth Chessboard. How could he fight with hundreds of Ascetic Zen monks?
Although they were happy to see the Buddhists being defeated, wasn't it a little too exaggerated? Don't forget that there were a few Thorn Monks inside. They were people that even they found difficult to deal with!
Mang Boots smiled gently. He had heard the news. "Aren't you guys curious that one of us is missing?"
Tian Guan reacted quickly. "Carefree Travel? Do you mean that the one inside is the Carefree Mask? Is that possible? With their ability? "
The Prohibitionist did not think so. "Don't underestimate the Carefree Mask's ability! These are just rumors. It has been thousands of years. It seems that we have not had the chance to determine who is better. The reason why the Carefree Mask is said to be weak is because they rarely appear in public, right? "
Wen Shou said in a low voice, "It's exposed! Not long ago! Carefree Travel and Thousand Buddhas were fighting for Shajia Little Land. It seems that the Carefree Mask beat up one of the Thousand Buddhas' preachers … "
"Beat up a child? How did that happen? "Life Seed was very curious.
Everyone was discussing. At their level, the Buddhist preachers and the Thorn Monks were not easy to deal with. They were really powerful and they had experienced it before. Therefore, they were very curious about the Carefree Mask. No matter what the outcome of the Sword Vein was, the Carefree Mask had made a name for himself this time. They did not know which Mask it was and if they knew him.
In the midst of their discussion, they suddenly felt a change in the world! The surrounding clouds turned blood-red, rolling and surging, as if a blood-red river of clouds, boundless and limitless!
The screams of the Swordsman and the whistling of the flying swords continued for a long time …
The people of the Bitter Zen Temple did not linger. They formed a Buddhist formation and quickly left amidst the low and desolate Sanskrit chants. It was really embarrassing. The dignified Upper Sect was actually defeated by a few unorthodox sects. This was a major event that had not happened in thousands of years. And they had become the negative example and would be laughed at for many years.
Amidst the red clouds, there was a smiling young man surrounded by the stars. His face was as bright as the sun, but he did not appear to be very outstanding. He was currently accepting everyone's congratulations and gratitude without any arrogance.
The bull-rider made this judgment as soon as he saw it from afar. He had an extraordinary sense of mystery.
"It must be the Carefree Mask! He's still wearing a mask, looks like he's pretending to be a Swordsman from the Seven Colors Sword Sect! "
The Terminator was puzzled. "That's strange! Carefree Travel's Mask had always kept a respectful distance from this kind of thing. Why was he so proactive this time? According to the usual practice, the six of us will fight while he sits on the flying boat and watches, right? "
Life Seed flicked his sleeves. "There's no point in talking too much. Let's go and see what kind of hero he is to be able to defeat a Lower Sect alone."
The environment was noisy, but it was filled with joy. The losers had left, leaving only the winner, the Sword Vein, and the Taoists behind.
After the hubbub, it was quiet again. When they carefully counted their gains and losses, everyone could not help but feel sad for the price they had paid. Too many Swordsman brothers had left, and it was a pity that they were in the prime of their lives.
In the Sword Vein, the Shadow Sword Palace suffered the greatest loss. There were more than two hundred Jin Dan Swordsman in the palace, but only about ten of them were left! This was because they had been fighting at the frontlines on the left side of the battlefield. This was their land, if they did not charge at the frontlines, who would?
None of them admitted defeat and left. In the end, there was only so much left on the chessboard. This was no longer a case of breaking bones or losing limbs, but they were only left with one last breath.
It was impossible to judge if their choice was correct, but to them, they knew that they were bound to lose. They knew that they would lose the birthplace of their power, so it was understandable for them to fight to the death. Who would have thought that things would take a turn for the worse? Now that the land was protected, how to continue the legacy of the Shadow Sword Palace was another problem!
How could a mere ten Jin Dan continue to spread their branches and leaves in the Shadow Sword Palace? Among these ten Jin Dan, with the difficulty of becoming a Swordsman, there might not even be a single Yuanying! How could there be a future?
This game of chess had won five hundred years of blank time for the Yao Ying cultivators. However, there was a gap at the Jindan Stage, where they could neither ascend to the heavens nor descend to the earth. In the cultivation world, what could five hundred years do? At most, it could only nurture a few Jin Dan!
The turbulent faith of the mortals, the broken ranks of the Cultivation World, the covetous eyes of the Buddhists, and the unreliable support of the Daoists. All of these were just the beginning for the Shadow Sword Sect. Their difficulties and tests were still to come.
They were the first to leave because the land was just below them. There were too many things to do. How to distribute the manpower was also a difficult problem to solve.
The second to lose was Little Zhong Mountain. They had proven their swordsmanship bloodline when they protected the military flag. Unfortunately, their skills were not as good as others. No matter how much they struggled, they could not hide the huge difference in their strength.
Then it was Seven Colors, Sword Wind Tower, Heavenly Shaking Mountain, Blood Snatch, etc. Big Brother and Second Brother had also lost quite a bit, more than fifty percent! However, they still retained at least half of the Jin Dan's strength in their own mountains. Therefore, even though it was painful, it was not unbearable. It would not be a problem for them to recover after a few hundred years.
When the crowd gradually dispersed, only a group of people remained. Lou Xiaoyi found that he was surrounded by a few dozen people who were unwilling to leave. This was very strange.
"Why are you all surrounding me? It's not like I'm going to treat you to a meal. Everyone fought a battle and our friendship will last forever. However, isn't it time for us to go back to our own homes and find our own mothers? "
Che Xie's face was sullen. "We don't have mothers, fathers, sons or grandsons. We don't have a place to heal our wounds. We don't need it! We are all lonely people here. The domain is our home … "
Nan Dang mustered up his courage. "Boss, why don't you lead us? You see, everyone is quite pitiful. There's no one to take care of them. Their skills are not good. They get bullied when they go out and have no home to return to … "
These words were a little too much. These people were indeed at a disadvantage against a top mountain sect like Bitter Zen. However, the domain was vast. If they were in another place and another opponent, in the region of the Three Thousand Unorthodox Schools, these people were unreasonably tyrannical existences. How could they be pitiful?
However, it was extremely difficult to learn real skills in the cultivation world. It was true that they wanted to choose a leader, but it was also true that they wanted to learn some real skills of a Swordsman. It was very difficult to ask. Why should others share their special skills with everyone?
They could only beat around the bush!
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