Chapter 55 Rosewood Sword Box

Under the rapid march of the demons, the western region of Mangzhou fell in just one day.

The Mozu adjusted the time for half an hour for this.

A white-haired old man appeared in the city lord's mansion of Baozhaifu City.

The old man looked like a human race, but those ferocious demons with different looks respected the old man very much and respected him, which was quite strange.

If there was an outsider here, he would be able to recognize this old man if he thought about it. He was the Elder Lianyang of Taoist Huanling.

Of course, he is Elder Lianyang in name, but his real identity should be the "soul" of the heart demon.

Elder Lianyang calmly asked a demon leader in armor with scales on his head, "How about the loss?"

The demon leader twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a smile that he didn't know whether to be happy or sad, "Human monks are not afraid of death, and there are even those who actively seek death. We only know that our losses are about 70% of the human race."

In other words, seven sixth-rank demons from the demon race can exchange for ten sixth-level monks from the human race.

"Seventy percent..." Elder Lianyang frowned, his face was solemn, and he sighed heavily, "This loss is too big, and the human race's strong will to resist is indeed beyond my expectations."

Their loss is only 70% of the loss of the human race.

Logically speaking, this should be considered a commendable record.

But the premise is that the strength of the two is similar.

In fact, the current strength comparison between the two parties is completely one-sided.

In the face of such a huge disparity in strength, the weaker side often throws away their armor and has no intention of resisting. The normal loss ratio should be about 20%.

Elder Lianyang shook his head, and suddenly realized that even though he had stayed in the human domain for thousands of years as a human race, he had never really understood these weak human races.

Because he put most of his thoughts on those high-level human monks, and never took a look at these low-level monks.

Therefore, these low-level monks showed him something unexpected.

However, Elder Lianyang raised his head and looked around at the empty prefecture, he just said to himself very flatly: "But, so what?"

Not to mention the loss ratio of 70%, even if they are 100% and the human race is 70%, he still doesn't care.

Because in terms of basic strength alone, the number of demon cultivators of their demon race is more than 20 times the number of human cultivators in the western part of the spiritual domain at the moment.

Whether it is quantity or quality, it is a comprehensive rolling.

More importantly, the human monks are nothing but fearless.

They demon cultivators don't take their lives for their lives at all.

In the eyes of the demon lord and demon venerable of the demon clan, for demon cultivators below the eighth rank, no matter how many deaths they have, they don't care.

The human heart is made of flesh.

The devil's heart is black.

They can let the low-level demon cultivators die without any scruples, and use their lives to capture the cities of the human race and the great formations of the sects.

Moreover, Elder Lianyang also knows that the high-level monks of the human race are definitely not idiots.

This continent has no future in sight.

The Dao Demon War has not yet officially started.

In such an area where the human race does not have an advantage, and Longchengguan has already fallen, throw away your wealth and life, and give it a go?

It is extremely difficult for any monk to make such a choice.

This is even more so for sects and families.

No force would bet all their wealth on such a place where there was not much light when the battle between Dao and Demon was about to begin.

Not to mention the high-level monks of the sect who have lived for thousands of years,

Even gamblers with a little more experience among mortals would not put all their chips in a desperate gamble at the very beginning of the game.

In this place, even if you have temporarily won the victory, as long as you can't take back Longcheng Pass, everything will be in vain.

The army of their demon race will only pour into the middle spirit realm continuously.

Therefore, all the realms of the human race chose to temporarily abandon the middle spirit realm in a very tacit agreement.

In the battle between Dao and Demon, in addition to the game between the human and demon races, the game between the human race and the demon race also exists.

Everyone is in the game.

Human monks swear to defend the domain, but at the same time they also have their own selfishness.

They don't want their sect and family to become victims of the domain defense.

Compared with the Zongmen families of the human race, which are numerous and have different ideas, the demon race does have its own advantages in this regard.

That is the strict hierarchy among the demons.

Therefore, the Demon Venerables can completely disregard the lives and thoughts of their subordinates and let them die without any scruples.

"It's just the futile struggle of some low-level monks," Elder Lianyang said with a sneer, "Continue to attack. Within two days, Mangzhou must be taken."

"Yes." The demon leader replied loudly.

As a result, the demon army started to move, like a wave, and then rolled eastward, with rough waves.

No one can stop such a terrifying torrent of demons, not even a Nine Realm cultivator.

 …

Jianzong's cross-domain teleportation array was built by the Yan family, a formation family under Jianzong's command that has been passed down for thousands of years.

None of the sects will establish the teleportation circle in their own sect.

Because if this is the case, some malicious hostile forces can attack the station of the teleportation circle first, quickly take down the station, and then use the teleportation circle to bypass the sect's mountain protection formation and directly reach the interior of the sect.

Jianzong's cross-domain teleportation circle is located in Qiuyan City under the jurisdiction of the Yan family.

this day.

Lu Qingshan led hundreds of sword repairmen from Jianzong and left Jianzong without looking back, heading for Qiuyan City.

Among Jianzong, only his two young apprentices who are no older than five years old are left.

Although Jianzong still has a large formation in operation, the formation is dead after all.

Without the sword sect guarded by sword cultivators, can the big formation alone really stop the evildoers?

Due to Jianzong's ten thousand years of power, no one would dare to think about Jianzong's blessed land for a while.

However, who would not be moved by the ten thousand years of inheritance in Jianzong?

It is true that the monks in the world are not afraid to do anything wrong with the blessed land of Jian Zong for the time being, but it seems inevitable that some monks will sneak into the blessed land of Jian Zong to steal some inheritance.

However, Jianzong Jianxiu didn't care about these for a long time.

At least not at this time.

As for whether they will settle accounts after the fall.

Surely it will.

 …

On the northern plateau of Zhongling, in a towering green ridge.

Yang Tianqing, commander of the Qingwei of the Great Xia, commanded the monks of the Great Xia to fight several battles with the invading enemies of the Huanlingzong.

Above the Zhongling region, Daxia set up the largest number of cross-domain teleportation circles, and there is one in every state city.

But almost at the same time, all of these cross-domain teleportation circles were destroyed by the well-prepared attacks of the Huanlingzong demons.

It's just a dignified big summer, obviously it's impossible to put all the cards on the bright side.

Therefore, in addition to the magic circle in the state city, Daxia also set up a large cross-domain transmission magic circle in the dark, and handed it over to the Tianqing Guard to guard it in case of war.

It's just that at this moment, Daxia's last cross-domain teleportation circle is also encountering continuous attacks from Huanlingzong monks.

Tianqingwei is a master of hundreds of battles. Facing the attack of Huanlingzong demon cultivator, he was extremely powerful. With the help of the defensive magic circle, he repelled wave after wave of demons, and tenaciously defended the teleportation magic circle.

Until, a middle-aged man wearing a robe embroidered with a blue dragon pattern slowly climbed up Congling.

At this time, the demon cultivators dispatched by Huanlingzong were about to be annihilated by Tianqingwei.

However, this middle-aged man didn't seem to be able to see these scenes, and it didn't seem like he was in a fierce battlefield. Instead, he wandered around the courtyard like sightseeing.

He walked towards Daxia's magic circle with unhurried, but firm and powerful steps.

Countless attacks fell three feet in front of him, and they fell suddenly, unable to enter.

Countless instruments buzzed and were knocked back along the path he was walking on.

The middle-aged man did not fight back, and walked slowly and steadily to the front of the formation.

Then, he stretched out his hand and tapped lightly.

That made Huanlingzong demon cultivator try dozens of waves and couldn't break through it. The defensive formation like a copper wall was instantly torn apart and disappeared.

The middle-aged man continued to move forward, walking towards the Tianqingwei, and towards the leader of the Tianqingwei, Yang Tianqing.

Yang Tianqing clenched her lips with her teeth, and because of too much force, she even tore the skin, and scarlet blood oozed out.

He didn't seem to notice.

Finally, he smiled helplessly.

The smile was a little bitter.

No one is more precious than Qinglong, or Tianyi, or Taiyin.

There is only one person in the Huanling sect who wears the unspeakably expensive Qinglong costume.

The Tianyi Suzerain of the Huanling Sect is also known as the Master of Qinglong.

A monk in the former town of Zhongling.

He cannot retreat.

People are here.

People die and destroy.

That being the case, let's fight to the death here.

.........

The situation in Zhongling is going on in an orderly manner just as planned by the two venerables of the Heart Demon family.

They didn't know that the only accident happened at Jianzong Yishui Terrace.

Even if they knew, they wouldn't take it as a big deal.

With such a vast layout, there will always be some variables.

But that little variable can't change the overall situation, and can't change the general trend of Tao Tao.

………

 …

Snowing?

In Qiuyan City, Yan Guang, the contemporary head of the Yan family, and his son Yan Dou stand side by side at the top of the city, looking up at the snow-whitened sky.

Qiuyan City is not majestic.

Because in the Eastern Region, the majesty of the city wall is not important.

The word Jianzong on the back of Qiuyan City is the highest city wall.

In the Eastern Region, Jianzong is the undisputed overlord, an existence that no one dares to provoke.

"Bows and swords are covered with heavy snow, and armored heavy swords are even heavier." Yan Guang murmured.

The young Yan Dou didn't have the heart to hurt the spring and the autumn, and asked anxiously: "When will Jianzong come?"

"Hurry up." Yan Guang said.

"The war is about to break out, and Jianzong dares to divide his troops when he is inferior in strength. This is a big taboo." Yan Dou couldn't help but said.

Young people always "know everything".

"The reason why Yumen Pass can be held is because of the long wind formation Xia Daozu set up back then, and also because of the posture of Jianzong's three thousand swordsmen who did not let go, so as to form a strong deterrent to the entire demon clan. Both are indispensable, and nothing is missing. One point, Yumen Pass may fall."

"Once the Yumen pass is lost, even if Jianzong kills a hundred in Zhongling, what's the point?"

Yan Dou spit flying all over the place, extremely excited, with a gesture of hating iron but not steel.

Yan Guang just remained silent.

He waited until Yan Dou said that his mouth was dry before he opened his mouth slowly.

"You do not understand."

"Is there something I said wrong?" The young man was not convinced.

"Jianzong is the superior sect of my Yan family, don't talk about the superior sect anymore, or it will be a crime of disrespect." Yan Guang did not explain to Yan Dou, but warned.

Because there are some things that can only be understood naturally when the time comes, otherwise it is useless to talk about breaking the sky.

Just like saying to a pair of lovers to cherish the people around them, it has always been useless.

But by the time they understand this truth, it is often too late.

This is the most contradictory place in the world.

Yan Dou still wanted to say something.

Yan Guang, the Patriarch of the Yan family, was suddenly solemn, and said sternly: "Shut up, people are coming."

Startled, Yan Dou raised his head and looked towards the sky.

There, hundreds of sword lights came through the air.

The sword energy covered the sky like heavy snow.

But for a moment.

Hundreds of sword lights approached outside Qiuyan City, stopped suddenly, and a figure appeared in it.

Yan Dou frowned, seeing nearly four hundred figures, old and young, not a single sword cultivator in his prime.

What's even more strange is that these sword repairmen all carry a sword box made of red sandalwood on their backs.

And the leader of this group of sword cultivators turned out to be an extremely young and strange man.

The man was wearing a black shirt with a dark golden dragon pattern embroidered on it.

The black-haired man in a black shirt not only has an extraordinary temperament, but also an exceptionally handsome appearance.

"Isn't it Jianzong's Western Expedition? Who is this young man?"

Before Yan Dou could react, his father Yan Guang had already said respectfully: "Under Jianzong's command, Yan family Yan Guang and his son Yan Dou have met Lu Shaozong!"

Yan Dou was shocked, and finally remembered who the young man was.

The youngest sect of Taoism, the owner of the titles of the strongest four realms and the strongest five realms, the holder of the Dao sword, the first apprentice of Luoshen Fairy... A series of titles flashed through his mind, and finally A name pops up.

Lu Qingshan!

Thinking constantly in his heart, Yan Dou reacted extremely quickly on his face, and quickly followed his father to salute.

Lu Qingshan paused for a moment, looked at Yan Dou and Yan Guang, and then said: "The rest of the Sword Sect will arrive later."

"I'll understand." Yan Guang was extremely respectful in front of this extremely young young master, even much younger than his own son, without any intention of underestimating him because of his youth.

The expression on Lu Qingshan's face remained unchanged, he nodded to Yan Guang, and then flew straight into Qiuyan City.

Behind him, Jianzong Jianxiu followed closely behind.

The expression on Yan Guang's face became more and more respectful, and he stood quietly at the top of the city, silently watching Jianzong Jianxiu enter the city.

His gaze finally landed on the beautifully carved red sandalwood sword case carried by the sword cultivators, and he let out a long breath.

How long has it been since Jianzong's red sandalwood sword box?

There is a tradition in Jianzong. In any battle to the death, let alone the outcome, one must die well, deserve a name, and return the fallen leaves to their roots.

But on the battlefield, it is extremely difficult to bring back the corpse of the companion.

That being the case, if people can't bring it back, they should bring the sword back.

The return of the sword is the return of the person.

Therefore, when the Sword Sect goes out to conquer, everyone must carry the red sandalwood sword box.

The sword box contains not the sword repairer's own sword, but the companion's sword.

Every time a companion sword is stored, the sword repairer will engrave the name of the sword owner on the sword box, as well as when and where he was born and when and where he died.

Once the red sandalwood sword box is carried on the back, it means that Jianzong will usher in the most difficult but also the most determined war.

However, this time the two thousand sword cultivators of the Jianzong went to the west, how many people will only be brought back by this red sandalwood sword box at the end of the battle?

Yan Guang couldn't help thinking.

.........

From the seventh year of Tianyuan to the eighth year of Tianyuan, many things happened in just one year.

Xuanzun entered the domain.

King Qing slaughtered Chang'an with blood.

Xuanzun fell.

Li Qiubai opened the gate of heaven with his sword.

Chu Mushen became the half-ancestor.

Soldier demons, heart demons, and giant spirits approached the city at the same time.

The flames of war are on the verge of burning.

It is the time of the storm.

Immediately afterwards, Huanlingzong rebelled.

Longchengguan fell overnight and belonged to the enemy.

All the hundreds of thousands of monks in the Central Spiritual Realm died in the first battle.

The fangs of the high-ranking monks of Huanlingzong showed their fangs, and the cross-domain teleportation circle of Zhongling was attacked and destroyed at the same time.

Jianzong Haoran Peak dominates three realms a day and guards Yishuitai.

The news was sent to all domains through the only guarded Jianzong cross-domain transmission circle.

The whole world was shocked.

Then, Shanhaiguan, Zijingguan, Hanguguan, and Wushengguan successively announced that they would give up supporting Zhonglingyu.

The demon clan brought millions of troops, mighty and mighty, crossed the Xiantian Ridge, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Mangzhou has become a piece of scorched earth.

Zhonglingyu seems to be doomed.

at this time.

The strongest sword repair sect of the human race has made a decision.

Western Expedition.

Therefore, Yanlanguan sent Habayashi Guard and Chang'an Guard.

Candle Dragon Temple bets his future and the life of a patriarch.

An old monk from Longxiang Chicken Soup Temple came out of the Western Regions.

He, he, and they don't know if they can change this.

But the only way to know the answer is to do it.

On the first day of the eighth year of Tianyuan, Lu Qingshan, the young sect of Jianzong, took the first batch of sword cultivators from the Western Expedition of the Jianzong, and carried a red sandalwood sword box destined to be filled with his companion's natal sword, into Qiuyan in the snow. city.

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