I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

When Zhao Xuanling heard this, he lowered his head and said nothing, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the wine glass in his hand clattered.

Ma Yuan saw Zhao Xuanling's inner excitement and quickly raised his wine glass to clink it with the one in Zhao Xuanling's hand.

"boom-"

The sound of cups colliding with each other brought Zhao Xuanling back to his senses. After realizing that he had lost his temper, Zhao Xuanling took a sip of wine.

"call…"

After drinking the strong drink, Zhao Xuanling breathed a long sigh of relief, stabilized his emotions and said:

"Then what? What happened?"

After Ma Yuanyuan and Zhao Xuanling calmed down a lot, they put down their wine glasses and continued:

"Just one night ten years ago, the four kings of the ghost clan, the southeast, northwest and northwest suddenly all gathered together and launched a fierce attack on the human camp."

"The incident happened very suddenly, and the ghost clan launched a general attack without any warning. Seeing that the situation was not good, the Taoists hurried out to fight because the opponents they faced were too powerful. At that time, each sect sent out the elites of their own sects. Buddhism even directly dispatched the top ten abbots to fight."

"But…"

Having said this, Ma Yuan paused for a moment and looked up at Zhao Xuanling.

Zhao Xuancheng caught Ma Yuan's gaze, raised his finger and tapped the cup and said:

"It's okay, but it's okay to say."

Zhao Xuanling knew that judging from Ma Yuan's reaction, the highlight would come next.

Ma Yuan nodded and continued:

"The battle lasted all night. All Taoist disciples died in the battle. Six Taoist priests who had reached the level of Shanju fought for their lives and annihilated most of the ghost soldiers of the ghost tribe. And four of them reached the level of Youhu. Taoist priests at the Yi level severely wounded four ghost kings respectively, and this sword was the sword of one of the Taoist priests at that time."

With that said, Ma Yuan looked at the Longquan Sword carried behind Zhao Xuanling.

Zhao Xuanling took off the Longquan Sword from his back, put it on his lap and touched it lovingly. Although this Longquan sword is already rusty, it is still extremely sharp.

And for some reason, Zhao Xuanling always felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy after seeing this sword.

Looking at the Longquan Sword in his hand, Zhao Xuanling couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts.

Zhao Xuanling is very familiar with the level of Taoist priests that Ma Yuan just mentioned.

There are seven levels in Taoism, from low to high: offering wine, staying at home, becoming a monk, living in the mountains, living in seclusion, being a god, and being innocent.

Zhao Xuanling's master is at the Youyi level, which is already a very high level in Taoism.

But compared to Zhao Xuanling's current level, it's still a little bit lower.

Ma Yuanyuan and Zhao Xuanling continued without speaking:

"The final battle ended hastily with the death of all Taoists, and all other sects except Buddhism suffered heavy casualties. Since this battle, the ghost race and the human race have completely divided China into two, with the ghost race in the south Occupied, the north is controlled by humans.”

When Ma Yuan said this, he almost finished briefly explaining the current situation in the world.

Zhao Xuanling now believed it even if he didn't believe it. One person said that he could treat it as a fart, two people said that he didn't care, but three people said that it must be true.

However, Zhao Xuanling had no time to grieve at this time, because he just heard something fishy in Ma Yuan's last words. What do you mean by the heavy casualties of various sects except Buddhism?

Thinking of this, Zhao Xuanling couldn't help but asked curiously:

"What were the Buddhist casualties in the last war?"

Zhao Xuanling didn't believe that the strength of these bald donkeys was so high. Even the Taoist priests at the Youyi level of Taoism were all killed in battle. How could Buddhism be any better?

After hearing Zhao Xuanling's question, Ma Yuan took a sip of wine and said:

"This is strange to say. Buddhism sent a total of ten abbots, and all ten abbots came back. Most of them only suffered some skin injuries, and the most serious one only had a few broken bones."

"Ok?"

When Zhao Xuanling heard this, he immediately felt that something was wrong, and his brows knitted together deeply.

Taoism was completely wiped out. Logically speaking, Buddhism should not be much better than Taoism, right? Why is there no damage at all? This is unscientific!

"Taoist Priest, do you also find it a bit strange? To be honest, I also find it a bit strange. Although our Chuma Xian was not completely destroyed, there were several families who did not survive. Each sect also suffered varying degrees of damage. , but this Buddhism is the only one that did not lose anyone in this war, no matter how you think about it, it feels a bit strange."

Ma Li, who had been silent for the whole time, took a piece of food and put it into his mouth, chewing it over and over and talking.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ma Li finished speaking, Ma Yuan glared at him and said:

"Shut up, why are you everywhere? You know nothing but nonsense."

"What's wrong? What I said is right."

Ma Li argued unconvinced.

When Ma Yuan heard that Ma Yuan dared to talk back, Ma Yuan, who was drunk and drunk, became anxious. He stood up and pointed at Ma Li's nose and cursed:

"What the hell do you know? It's your turn to doubt something that is baseless?"

"Can…"

"But what's the point? If you want to eat, you can eat. If you don't want to eat, get out. It doesn't matter, big or small."

Ma Yuan interrupted directly without giving Ma Li a chance to speak again.

Seeing that Ma Yuan was really angry, Ma Ma pouted his lips knowingly and said no more.

Zhao Xuanling looked at the two people arguing and said nothing. He seemed to feel that Ma Yuan was deliberately avoiding the issue.

Ma Liyuan was silent and sat down.

Seeing Zhao Xuanling looking at him, Ma Yuan also realized that he had lost his composure, smiled awkwardly and said:

"You're such an adult and you can't speak out of your mind, Taoist Priest, don't be offended."

Zhao Xuanling smiled faintly and waved his hand.

Zhao Xuanling had no intention of continuing this topic. Since Ma Yuan was unwilling to talk, he probably wouldn't be able to find out anything even if he kept asking, so he simply stopped asking.

Zhao Xuanling knew that some things were most reliable to be discovered by oneself.

"Then according to what you said, Taoism should be a hero in people's hearts. Why do you avoid me when you see me now?"

After Zhao Xuanling heard what Ma Yuan said, he couldn't understand why Taoism, which fights desperately for mankind, makes people so disgusted. Or is there some unknown secret inside?

Ma Yuanyuan and Zhao Xuanling did not continue the topic just now. They were obviously relieved and sighed and said:

"Sigh... This is really ironic. Come on, have a drink first."

With that said, Ma Yuan clinked glasses with Zhao Xuanling and drank all the white wine in the glass.

After wiping his mouth, he said in a hoarse voice:

"Just two years after Taoism was exterminated, a group of people claiming to be Taoist disciples suddenly appeared in public view."

"Oh? There are still some remaining disciples of our Taoist religion?"

Zhao Xuanling asked quickly after hearing this.

"Ha ha…"

Ma Yuan shook his head and sneered twice:

"Bullshit Taoist disciples, they are a bunch of complete liars!"