The sword is the devil

Chapter 1064
Human beings have been chasing and searching the sea tribes for half a month. Countless sea tribes have been found all over Lanshan Island, many of them jumped into the island's rivers and lakes and drowned.

It is unbelievable that the Sea Clan was drowned, but it is the truth.

Half a month after the war, the human monks gathered in the south of Lanshan Island, and they were about to leave.

The aborigines held a grand farewell ceremony for them, singing and dancing, but the monks all understood that it was more like sending off the god of plague; the failure of the Yuanci mountain made the aborigines understand the relationship between heaven and earth between them and the comprehension creatures The gap, from this point of view, human monks and sea people are no different.

This kind of mortal mentality is easy to understand. Fortunately, human beings are not sea people after all, they have their own bottom line of cultivation.

The suppression of the blue mountain aborigines will continue for a long time. It is impossible for such a large island to escape the net. It can be seen from the fact that they do not show the slightest need for the help of human monks. They would rather pay the price themselves than a large number of people. People repair stay.

It's not bad, at least for now, it has left a relatively good impression of the mainland.

Tens of thousands of Xiu gathered in the south of the island. They will take the broken rafts provided by the natives to leave Lanshan Island, and it is possible to fly hundreds of miles away, just like Hou Tiao came here twice before.

Gathering together can prevent the possible sneak attack of the Hai Clan, even if this possibility is very small; the Li Zhi Hai Clan was almost exterminated, and the rest fled far into the deep sea. How dare they stay near Lanshan Island?

The raft-breaking team of tens of thousands of people also looks very spectacular. A raft has limited capacity, basically it can only carry a dozen people, but the natives have worked hard to prepare enough rafts for them to let them leave as soon as possible. up.

In this battle, there were nearly 5 human monks, but only a few thousand were injured, and less than a thousand were actually killed; considering the nearly 20 Sea Clan, such a battle loss ratio can no longer be described as brilliant, and it can even be called It is a miracle, but according to legend, the greatest hero who accomplished this miracle, Taoist Tianfeng, has not been seen until now, which is worrying.

But it is impossible for tens of thousands of people to stay for one person. It has been almost two months since they came out. How is the family in Southwest?

It was extremely difficult to paddle the raft, because the human monks brought too many things that could not be put in the gourd, so they could only be carried on their backs, and many items that were not precious enough had to be discarded.

Everyone has reaped a lot, there are tens of thousands of corpses all over the mountains and plains, all covered with treasures, how cool it is.

Countless low-level Xiaoxiu's wealth has grown rapidly, and the harvest of the war has made them full of hope for the future. It is conceivable that if the next time Jianmai takes the lead to kill monsters and exterminate the clan, they only need to climb high, and there must be a gathering of followers.

This is an effect that words cannot achieve, but it only takes one victory to make it unforgettable.

As soon as it left the shore, someone pointed to the sea, "What is that?"

Everyone looked over intently, a Taoist was paddling in the sea with a pair of shorts all over his body, and seemed to be dragging something in his hand, anyone with sharp eyes could see it, Taoist Tianfeng!

Tianfeng jumped onto Xiao Zhenren's broken raft, and threw the things in his hand onto the raft, "This thing talks a lot, it's healed now, and its ears are quiet."

It was a piece of bamboo-shaped thing, and the red-sleeved fairy from a distance looked over, and couldn't help curling her lips, wondering what kind of hatred...

Everyone cheered, this is a successful sea expedition.

After two hundred miles, the speed of the raft began to increase, because the monks could already easily use the magic power on their bodies, and the bits and pieces they brought could also be packed into the gourd.

The sea is very calm, and no sea tribe appears. This is probably the normal state of Li Zhihai in the future.

For dozens of miles, some monks were already able to glide close to the surface of the sea, and many people left the slow and broken raft... Then, as the first monk lifted into the air, a large group of monks rose into the air one after another. Like a flock of seabirds preying at sea, until all rise to the sky, the raft is called out...

In the large raft headed by the real people, there are a lot of real people. Although they are not happy people, there seems to be a relaxed atmosphere in the air.

Everyone looked at the three key figures in this battle, Tianfeng, Hongxiu, and Hou Dajiaozhu.

But the three of them were very shy about the story that happened in the tiankeng. They talked about him from left to right, and firmly refused to admit that it was their own means. In the end, they all attributed the reason for the victory to God's will, and pushed it to the self of nature. ability to repair.

This is basically in line with what everyone has seen. The three five-element beads are just hanging there. This is a fact that no one can obliterate; It is even more impossible for someone to command them.

If someone can do this, wouldn't they be able to control the Five Elements of Splendid Continent?Even the gods dare not say that.

Only the closest people know that in fact there is only one real core figure, and it is this manpower who launched the Wanli Aid to Yingtai and planned the Lanshan Island strategy.

In this battle, the Southwest lost a powerful Wu Clan, but gained an overseas Yingtai, one going out and one coming in, at least there was no change in the number of orthodoxy.

It also established Jianmai's position in the southwestern cultivation world, and Hou Tiao was very humble about this.

"Are you fooled? Or do you have a plan?" Lao Li still couldn't forget it.

"Is that important? We have achieved our goal, so why bother to pursue the process?" Some things cannot be said when they grow up.

Lao Li insisted, "Of course it's important! If you rely on luck every time, I doubt that Jianmai will be led into the ditch by you one day, and luck will not follow you forever!"

Hou Tiao said meaningfully, "Captain, why don't you think about it, why does luck always follow me? Is it really because of luck? Or am I doing the most correct thing in this era? Going with the trend, of course there is It's not my luck, it's the luck of the sword, the luck of the Splendid Continent, if I don't act against the sky, then this kind of luck will definitely follow me, what do you think?"

Li Chuping was speechless, "So, what do you think is going to happen next?"

Hou Tiao chuckled, "The demon plague in the Southwest is over, of course it will be the turn of other regions. The mainland is a whole, and the Southwest cannot represent everything."

"Going to the northwest or the north?"

"I haven't figured it out yet. I need to go back and look at the specific situation of the demons in various parts of the mainland before making a judgment; but we can spread the word first..."

Old Li understood, "Then there will be some people who don't want the Southwest to take the lead and take the lead in launching aid to all parts of the mainland. Anyway, they have people."

Hou Tiao smiled, "That's right. We can't help everyone, even if we're exhausted. Some orthodoxy should contribute."

(End of this chapter)