Chapter 387: Mountain Rain is Coming and the Wind is Filling the Building (Thanks to Alliance Leader Chief Genius Gege Wu)

The mortals in the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains argued extremely fast, with hundreds of people speaking at the same time. Wei Yuan couldn't stand it after listening for a while; it was almost like listening to thousands of fingernails scratching a porcelain bottle at the same time.

However, there was still something in the crowd's argument, for example, Wei Yuan now knew that the Ice Glass Divine Wood was actually a tea tree...

Wei Yuan did not intend to interfere with the life of mortals in the Dao Foundation, but the two groups of believers argued endlessly, so Wei Yuan had to transmit an intention, ordering them to shut up.

With the intention down, it was finally quiet.

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and when he checked the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains again, he found that the Laurel Immortal Tree and the Ice Glass Divine Wood were far apart from each other, each occupying one side. There was more fertile soil under the Ice Glass Divine Wood, and believers kept transporting soil over, padding it higher and higher, and its momentum had already suppressed the Laurel Immortal Tree by a notch.

At this time, the Ice Glass Divine Wood had fully recovered, growing several new branches with dozens of leaves hanging on them. Wei Yuan couldn't help but pay more attention to its leaves.

The Ice Glass Divine Wood swayed immediately, and two leaves fell, flying to Wei Yuan's palm on their own. The Laurel Immortal Tree was naturally not to be outdone, and two pale red osmanthus flowers flew from afar, also falling into Wei Yuan's hands.

A moment later, Wei Yuan sat opposite Cui Yu in the study, with a cup of clear tea placed in front of Cui Yu, and the fresh osmanthus fragrance lingering in the room.

Wei Yuan smiled and said, "Just got some good tea, you try it, it should be of some benefit to the Dao Foundation."

Cui Yu picked up the teacup, and it was ice-cold to the touch; his entire palm was instantly covered with a layer of frost, and even with his cultivation, his whole body trembled. Strangely, although it was bone-chillingly cold, the tea in the cup was still clear, without even a bit of ice dregs.

In the teacup were a blue leaf and a pale red little flower. Cui Yu recognized the pale red little flower; after all, Wei Yuan's Laurel Immortal Tree was no longer a secret. He didn't know what that blue ice leaf was, but at a glance, he knew its grade was not below the Laurel osmanthus flowers.

Cui Yu looked up and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, then froze on the spot. An ice line appeared in his throat, all the way down. In the blink of an eye, his whole body was covered with a layer of frost!

Wei Yuan observed Cui Yu's aura without interfering.

Cui Yu's aura plummeted first, and after a moment, it began to rise from the low valley. The impurities in his Dao power were significantly reduced, and there was a bit more ice-cold qi.

Cui Yu's face had blood color again, and the frost all over his body melted. He let out a long breath and said, "What a domineering immortal power, it almost turned my Dao Foundation into an ice sword!"

"Has it turned into an immortal foundation?" Wei Yuan asked.

"Still a little bit off, but the improvement is already very obvious. That last little bit, it doesn't matter whether it passes or not," Cui Yu said.

"Can you have another cup?"

Cui Yu waved his hands repeatedly: "No, it's already at the top! Drinking more has no effect, just wasting immortal objects in vain."

Wei Yuan didn't expect that the argument between mortals in the Dao Foundation would actually reveal another use for the Ice Glass Divine Wood. And the Ice Glass Divine Wood and the Laurel Immortal Tree were actually very similar; both were yin-attribute, and the Laurel's white-gold moon essence was also extremely cold. The two matched, stimulating each other's medicinal properties, actually strong enough to purify the Dao Foundation.

Next, Cui Yu had to hurry to cultivate to stabilize his Dao Foundation, so he bid farewell and left.

After sending Cui Yu away, Wei Yuan sealed the remaining ice leaf and osmanthus flower into a box, then called a cultivator in and ordered him to send it to the Northern Mountain Gate and hand it to Zhang Sheng.

At this time, there was still some time before dawn, so Wei Yuan wanted to hear what these mortals were saying again. Tens of thousands of spiritual mortals gathered together, and the changes produced had already exceeded Wei Yuan's expectations.

Wei Yuan's divine sense moved, and he heard countless voices, and many of these voices were directly addressed to him.

"Immortal Lord, the person on my left just secretly cursed you."

"The leader stole the offerings dedicated to you, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Someone questioned the authenticity of your cave heaven, he said the spirit plants growing in the ground are all fake."

"Immortal Lord, the guy in front of me is cursing you in his heart!"

Wei Yuan was speechless the more he listened, so his divine sense entered the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains, looking down from outside the sky, and saw hundreds of people worshiping and praying in front of his immortal statue.

On the offering table in front of the immortal statue were many offerings, such as immortal fruits, immortal vegetables, and cattle, sheep, and three sacrificial animals. It's just that all the offerings placed on the offering table had the true meaning of the tripod, clearly made of stones in the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains.

Wei Yuan frowned slightly. He originally thought these people would stay quietly like those Dao Foundation puppet martial artists. Anyway, as long as he didn't die, the spirit objects in the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains were basically immortal. Whether the girl Yin-Yang had spirituality or not, she basically stood still, but after other spiritual Dragon Guards and Dao Foundation martial artists appeared around her, there were no living creatures within a hundred zhang of her, and she couldn't be seen from three zhang away.

The three Dragon Guards and a few enlightened Dao Foundations also stood still when they had nothing to do.

Wei Yuan originally thought these spiritual mortals were just smart puppets and ornaments, and would only move when he gave instructions, but now it seems that these mortals clearly had their own ideas, and their actions were gradually becoming outrageous.

Wei Yuan inspected other places again, and then found hundreds of people moving stones, building a new statue.

Wei Yuan felt a headache. With a total of tens of thousands of people, they had already come up with more than a dozen objects of worship. Was this forcing him to change to cultivate the incense divine Dao?

At this time, Wei Yuan noticed that the hundreds of people building the statue had a division of labor: there were those moving stones, those processing stone materials, and one person holding a blueprint, directing.

Was there already paper? Wei Yuan's divine sense swept over, and it turned out that the paper still had the true meaning of the tripod, but it was flat and soft, and could be rolled into a ball. The statue drawn on the paper was not yet finished, and it was a huge jade toad.

Wei Yuan silently withdrew from the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains.

At dawn, a letter was placed in front of Wei Yuan, and a box was sent at the same time, containing thirty thousand taels of immortal silver. After reading the letter, Wei Yuan went to the prison and came to Xu Chunyuan.

Xu Chunyuan smiled bitterly: "Wei my lord visits in person, the old man will probably lose his life today."

"Elder Xu is still very valuable; someone paid thirty thousand for you not to be able to return."

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A moment later, Wei Yuan came out of the prison, and there were twenty more strands of heavenly luck in his Dao Foundation. The heavenly gift was shared equally by all spirit plants. The newly sprouted Langya Divine Wood and the four Immortal Orchids were not ambiguous at all when grabbing the heavenly gift.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed. Most of the three hundred thousand prisoners became criminals, and thirty thousand of them signed blood pacts and became soldiers. All refugees arrived in Qingming, and now refugees had to start as soldiers.

At this time, the Dao Foundation fourth-term class had completed its first attempt at forging the foundation. Among the five hundred Cui family members, four succeeded, and among the two hundred domain cultivators, five succeeded. Among the eight hundred Dao soldiers, thirty forged Dao Foundations, and the success rate had already exceeded the normal level.

However, in Wei Yuan's eyes, this success rate was still a bit low. After this round, the remaining people should recognize the fact that they had no talent and honestly cultivate according to the Dao Foundation template. Even the worst Dao Foundation cultivator was still a Dao Foundation, stronger than those who could never forge a Dao Foundation in their whole life.

The overall quality of the Grand Void Palace's Dao soldiers was still a cut above ordinary cultivators, and they had fought life-and-death battles on the battlefield, so their foundation was much better than other cultivators. But the Grand Void Palace basically thought these people couldn't forge Dao Foundations, otherwise they wouldn't have handed them over to Wei Yuan.

The next month was to teach different Dao Foundation templates according to each person's physique, and then cultivate accordingly. In this way, one could try again after cultivating for a month.

In one month, the new fields were finally opened to one million mu, and all were sown, which made Wei Yuan feel a little relieved. As the fields were opened, the corrupted water in the Qingming boundary stones gradually thinned, the clear water gradually increased, and the power of Jia-Wood Life-Nurturing gradually recovered.

At this time, the standing army expanded to forty thousand, and the troops that were both soldiers and civilians were one hundred and fifty thousand, all equipped with basic fire guns.

But what Wei Yuan didn't know was that while he was burying his head in desperate development, that sentence "Xu family Dharma Forms are all trash" had already spread, and the speed of spread was far faster and wider than Wei Yuan thought.

For a time, immortal sects, cave heavens, high-gate valves, and royal families of various countries all knew that there was such a person who, although only a Dao Foundation, publicly regarded the Dharma Forms of the entire valve as nothing.

Although Wei Yuan was not targeting them, the strength of the Seven Clans and Thirteen Hopes, although there were differences in height, was generally in the same order of magnitude. Immortal sects and cave heavens didn't feel they were much stronger than the Xu family, basically also of the same level.

Especially after the Xu family ancestor Xu Wangu defeated Pei Tinghai and returned to his youth, the evaluation of the Xu family by major forces rose by half a grade. Although it was heard that Xu Wangu had some trouble and was hiding in the cave heaven and could not walk in the world at the moment. But as long as there was no life-span crisis at the moment, any trouble could be solved in the long years to come.

Those who knew the business could see at a glance that Wei Yuan was borrowing the feud with the Xu family to raise his own invincible momentum, although this method of raising momentum was extreme, more like wanting to commit suicide because he couldn't think straight.

But there was no lack of geniuses who raised invincible momentum in every family and sect, but most people's methods of raising momentum were invincible at the same level; how could there be someone like Wei Yuan who directly challenged everyone across a major level.

Therefore, for a time, I don't know how many young and arrogant geniuses stared at Wei Yuan, wanting to have a good comparison with him. This was something Wei Yuan had never expected before he released words to the Xu family.

At this time, Wei Yuan only cared about burying his head in development, and didn't know that the outside world was already full of mountain rain and wind.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 388 =====