Chapter 386 Quarrel
Yes, why do so many people die during every Wild Sea Hunt? And why do some warriors who go out become dazed after returning to their tribes? And why are there people from the Upper Realm or the Six Tribes guarding them?
In theory, it was caused by people who entered the desolate sea to hunt, saw too many ferocious beasts, and killed too many ferocious beasts. But is it really so?
Why do so few of their people enter the desolate sea? And why are the treasures they obtain from hunting in the desolate sea not split 70% or 80% with them like ordinary treasures, but 50%?
Is it really such a good thing?
Seeing the various expressions that flashed across the faces of some people on the Bixen Continent, the old monk knew that his words still had some effect.
But some people still don't believe it.
"No! Don't believe their nonsense! How much of what these foreign monks say is true? How many of them have good intentions? None! They are all in the same group! They just don't want us to get the treasure!"
"Yes! Yes!"
"We shouldn't believe the words of foreign monks! Think about our people who have been harmed by foreign monks!"
Looking at the monk from the Big 6 of Bixen who was about to be instigated again, the old monk felt helpless.
Although I know that the foreign cultivators have committed evil here, I have to say that the backwardness of the Bixen Continent, although sometimes a kind of simplicity that is rare in the world of immortal cultivation, also reveals too much ignorance.
Seeing them like this, some monks couldn't help themselves after all.
"What a joke! Who do you think you are?! How much do you have for us to desire?! Can those things really make those big sects who are used to seeing good things keep a close eye on them?! Only we, the independent cultivators with no strength and no background, would enter your realm with low and thin spiritual power!"
"I tell you, in the eyes of the people of the Upper Realm, the only difference between you is that you are useful creatures and useless waste!"
Everyone in the Bixen Continent was blushing.
"No matter how bad we are, we live on our own territory! What about you? Do you think the invaders are right?!"
The dispute between the two sides became more intense.
On the other side, Shen Qingyi didn't have time to pay attention to the quarrel among the crowd. When he stretched out his hand and touched the black and gold cover, he felt a sense of righteousness.
It seems that this cover is used to intercept these vengeful spirits.
But at this moment, the cover has been stained with too much black, and the original righteous spirit has gradually been entangled by evil and resentment.
Shen Qingyi could imagine that if more time passed and more innocent lives were buried here, then this place would definitely become a hell of resentful spirits!
Although the cover was infected, it showed no sign of breaking.
It is more like an obsession, to become one with the resentful spirits in the desolate sea, to live and die together.
Seeing that the last bit of the sword's power was about to dissipate, Shen Qing didn't care about the pain he felt for the sword talisman, as it was hard to come by.
The sword symbol in his hand struck again at the place where he had just chopped it.
"boom!"
The loud noise spread, and the ships floating on the sea began to sway.
The cover was seen rippling again.
The old monk's face also turned ugly.
"Everyone, stop arguing! Come over and help! Quick!"
Seeing that some people were still arguing, the old monk's face turned pale with anger.
Ada and his group looked at everyone, then looked at Shen Qingyi.
His eyes gradually became firm.
"I believe her!"
Ada no longer hesitated, raised the weapon in his hand and hit the shield hard.
(End of this chapter)
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