Chapter 633 The Most Wasteful Generation
"The truth is here!"
Mu Shaoan stood in the huge round pit that was 100,000 kilometers deep, and the emotion he uttered was like that of an old man who had lived for 100,000 years.
This time, he was really amazed by the fat cousin.
He has always been curious about why Fatty Zhang was able to accumulate so many resources even though he started from scratch. Even if he has a world tree with eight-colored spiritual plants, it shouldn't be too outrageous, right?
Look at his various big moves. The time when he went to plot the Heart of the God of Plague, he directly consumed 50 million units of cosmic laws. This time he took away even more. The barrier between heaven and earth has a magnificent 45 layers. These are all real gold and silver.
Not to mention the population growth and the expansion of heaven and earth, just the time Fatty Zhang went crazy and his soul vibrated throughout the entire plane, resulting in the loss of nearly 20 million units of cosmic laws.
All these things really make people wonder if Fatty Zhang's family is a wholesale gold mine? Look at the people of the Xing tribe next door. After falling into the playground of the ancient god's "game", it took them more than 100,000 years to accumulate such a small fortune.
This is very confusing.
But now, all the mysteries have been answered!
First of all, the most important reason must be the eight-colored spiritual plant world tree. This is Fatty Zhang’s most important spiritual energy resource. Mu Shaoan doesn’t know the specific data, but he has heard Fatty Zhang brag about it before. A six-colored spiritual plant world tree can produce enough spiritual energy resources to feed 20 billion people every year.
In fact, Fatty Zhang's World Tree was already a six-color spiritual plant three thousand years ago, a seven-color spiritual plant two thousand years ago, and then it broke through to an eight-color spiritual plant at some point in time.
So we can know how much spiritual energy resources he can accumulate every year.
So far, the total number of mortals in the Sword Immortal Plane is only about 5 billion. Even if these mortals enjoy super high treatment, they can basically live for 500 years. In fact, the total consumption is only a drop in the ocean.
Of course, we have to include the tree demon clan, which is very low-key and has little presence in the world of sword immortals, but in fact the total population has exceeded nearly 200 billion, and they can live for tens of thousands of years.
But the strange thing is that it is rarely seen in the world of sword immortals. There is no doubt that this is another one or more big traps set by Fatty Zhang.
Then there is the second reason, which is the Sword Immortal cultivation system.
The cultivation system of Sword Cultivator → Sword Immortal is very strange. One needs to eat very little, and all that is squeezed out are pollutants.
It is totally unlike other systems, such as the Jindan Dao. Looking at the Jindan Dao cultivation system, the demand and consumption of various resources is absolutely astonishing, including alchemy, weapon refining, talisman making, spells, formations, escape techniques, beast taming, prohibitions, and finally refining the golden elixir and giving birth to the Nascent Soul. The resources consumed by a tribulation-crossing Mahayana from the Jindan Dao system are almost enough to cultivate twenty tribulation-crossing Mahayana from the Sword Immortal system, if they all did not commit suicide for various reasons.
The last reason is this sword-hiding vein.
Mu Shaoan had never thought that there was anything special about this sword-hiding vein, but now, looking at it again, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
The characteristics of the Sword Immortal are high emissions, high pollution, and high lethality.
It is a cancer that no plane of heaven or earth is willing to accept. The stronger a sword cultivator becomes, the greater the damage he will cause to the world. Then, it will be more difficult for him to break through when he is undergoing tribulation. This is almost certain.
But Fatty Zhang developed a complete set of sword-hiding veins to comprehensively recycle sword energy radiation, which was equivalent to personally endorsing these sword cultivators and sword immortals, reducing the "karma" they carried to almost zero.
So this is the important reason why in the world of sword immortals, the success rate of sword cultivators in overcoming tribulation is as high as over 90%. On the contrary, the importance of Sword Dao Law 4.0 has to take a step back.
"So, it's not an exaggeration to say that this is the paradise of sword immortals. What Fatty Zhang did is actually very simple and not complicated. But why can't other heavenly realms do it? That's because Fatty Zhang is missing."
Mu Shaoan also laughed. In fact, the answer was very simple. Zhang Yang was the boss of this world and he had the final say in everything. If other worlds wanted to do the same, it would be no less than a revolution.
On the other hand, it would be very smooth to develop the Sword Immortal civilization first and then develop other civilizations on this basis. In people's subconscious, Sword Immortals are the most arrogant and xenophobic, but in fact, the Sword Immortal plane has now perfectly integrated the divine seal of the ancient Shura clan, perfectly integrated the heavenly defense system of the ancient demon clan, and is working hard to integrate the ancient witch clan, and is about to rush all the way towards integrating the ancient demon clan.
This doesn't seem narrow-minded, xenophobic or arrogant at all.
On the other hand, let the Jindandao civilization try to integrate with the Jianxian civilization, for example, just follow what Fatty Zhang is doing now, even if it is about to explode.
Mu Shaoan had a lot of thoughts and emotions in his mind. Then, he glanced at the respectful Liang Jin, smiled slightly, and left without saying anything.
And when he left, he completely erased what Liang Jin had just said from his mind, because he had never forgotten that he was still cursed by the third-generation insecticide. Once this curse could no longer be suppressed and broke out one day, then everything he knew today would become a sharp blade for the enemy to stab his own people.
Although theoretically this possibility is very low, Mu Shaoan has placed a Plague God Seal on his body and has the power of the Destiny Chessboard, but before he has mastered the circle - the ancient law of destiny, it is never too careful.
"I really want to go out and play the Ancient God's 'game'. My real battlefield should be there. If I stay here, I will be corroded by Fatty Zhang's temperament. But - even if the chance of winning this war is 99%, even if I can't get any credit, I must guard this place. The base camp cannot be lost. I, Mu, will keep my word."
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Thousands of miles above the sky, dark clouds were floating, but they were not real clouds. Instead, they were particles created by corpses being destroyed, torn and cut by high-pressure sword energy. Like haze, they had covered the entire Sword Immortal plane.
But even so, the three-headed monsters that had just rushed out of the Senluo Wanxiang Yuyu Zhoutian Wuji Xuanjian formation still could not escape the fate of being instantly locked and sniped.
Countless high-pressure sword energies were like billions of fireworks, soaring tens of thousands of miles into the sky, illuminating the entire world with flickering light.
While killing the target, the invisible sword energy radiation also quickly dissipated, accumulated, and transformed into a sword energy storm. This storm was affected by the rules of the heaven and earth plane and would automatically dive down to the ground.
The coverage area of each sword energy storm is thousands of kilometers, and a sword energy storm will form every few seconds. If you are unlucky, a super sword energy storm will form.
This is countless times more powerful than any typhoon or hurricane.
These sword energy storms will dive to the ground from an altitude of tens of thousands of kilometers within a few seconds to a dozen seconds. Not to mention uprooting trees and destroying houses, they can cut dozens of mountains into mashed potatoes in an instant.
One sword energy storm was like this, what about ten, a hundred, or tens of millions? This was probably why the Ancient God Game had been insisting on the human wave tactic until now. He wanted to know how long the Sword Immortal World could hold out against these sword energy storms? However, he was destined to be disappointed.
These extremely terrifying sword energy storms were like iron nails meeting a magnet when they were tens of thousands of meters away from the ground. They were pulled, split, and dissolved by an invisible force. The whole process happened in an instant. Then the storm was still there, but the sword energy was gone.
Such a storm can still blow over boulders, raise huge waves, and destroy cities, but it doesn’t matter. In the places where mortals have evacuated, in all the exposed wilderness, on the mountains, in the deep sea, in the desert, in the forest, and in the city, countless tall wood monsters have formed the densest formation, guarding the earth like guards. Wood monsters are constantly uprooted, blown into the air, and torn apart in an instant, but the wood monsters remain silent and hold on.
There was no one in command, Mu Shaoan hadn't even given them any orders, and no one knew how they appeared.
Maybe it doesn't matter.
The mortals hiding in the sky formation could not see the earth-shaking scenes outside, but the sword cultivators and sword immortals flying around on the various Qingtian Peaks could see them. They also watched silently, but they were not looking at heretics, monsters, aliens, or disasters, but at friendly forces and comrades.
They all live comfortably on this land because it is their home.
It is only natural to defend one's hometown.
The war continues, and the three-headed monster is still seeking death.
On top of the ninety-nine Qingtian Peaks, five million long-range sword energy attack formations were still firing. The young sword practitioners were already a little tired. They had an endless supply of high-pressure sword energy, but the consumption of controlling the formations could not be ignored.
"Go and meditate to recover."
The Tribulation Sword Immortals who had been drinking tea before drove away these younger generations without hesitation. Although they had always been treated as younger brothers by the first, second, and third generation disciples in the Tianjian Sect and were ridiculed as the lost generation and the most useless generation, they had always maintained a diligent and cautious attitude in front of their predecessors.
But at this moment, they were indeed the senior masters of the Tianjian Sect. The fifth-generation disciples, the sixth-generation disciples, and even the seventh-generation disciples who had just joined the sect were all unsatisfactory to them and were considered good-for-nothings.
Wow, let me show you what it means to be a mainstay, what it means to be a good-looking person, and what it means to be unparalleled in bravery!
At the critical moment, your fourth generation uncle is the main force in this world! Come, with your left hand, a rain of swords and meteors, go, with your right hand, a volley of ten thousand swords! Hey! Look at my magical power!
I have killed tigers in the mountains and ridden dragons in the sea! Don't ask me who I am and where I am? The little hero of the Tianjian Sect... He did good things without leaving a name!
(End of this chapter)
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