Chapter 443

After the game ended, the monk Qiuyue took out a small bag and said, "What is in this bag is a handful of immortal soil, which this poor monk obtained from a secret world beyond the heavens in his early years. Using this soil to plant spiritual objects can increase the probability of spiritual objects advancing. If a little is used on ordinary spiritual plants, it can largely produce mutations.

I observe that there are many immortal plant auras in the little friend's aura, and this bit of thing might be able to help the little friend. Let this item be a reward for the little friend's guidance on the Dao of chess."

Wei Yuan wanted to decline, but the bit of aura revealed from the cloth bag already made the immortal plants somewhat restless, and he immediately knew that this item was no small matter and was of great use to him, so he thickened his skin and accepted it.

Wei Yuan was not a pedantic person; if something bestowed by a teacher was useless and cheap, he would still put on a show and decline. Since it was such a useful item, Wei Yuan accepted it immediately, lest the monk go back on his word.

Mr. Chenzhou also said, "In the previous battle, I observed that the little friend uses troops like a god, not inferior to the famous generals of the contemporary world. The art of war and the Dao of chess are actually the same principle; from the perspective of chess skills, one can roughly infer the little friend's level of using troops.

I don't have anything good here, just a remnant of an ancient art of war, named "Treading Shadows." This book can be used by any Dharma Form cultivator, and the effect depends on the user's cultivation, which can significantly increase the speed of marching and maintain it for five thousand li. If held by a Master Yu Jing, the effect will rise even further.

When I obtained this book, it was already a remnant, and I speculate that there should be three other chapters. It's just that Gu's luck hadn't arrived, and I searched for many years to obtain it. I am originally a free spirit and don't have much use for this book, but the little friend is guarding the border of the human realm and has to fight great battles with alien races at all times. Famous weapons should be in the hands of those with affinity, and I see that this book has an affinity with the little friend."

Wei Yuan's spiritual sense swept over, and he already knew the general function of this book.

A Dharma Form cultivator holding this book can carry an army of 10,000 to run 800 li per hour, or 10,000 cavalry to run 1,000 li, without the military aura falling on the way, and without fear of sneak attacks or ambushes. In this way, an elite force can fight 10,000 li away within two days, which has major significance at the strategic level.

If it were in Wei Yuan's own hands or in the hands of a Master Yu Jing, the power of this book could be further improved, and it could carry 20,000 people.

For such a divine artifact, Wei Yuan couldn't decline either, so he hurriedly accepted it, not being reserved at all. This book was now at the Master Yu Jing Spirit Treasure level; if the missing chapters could be collected, it would definitely be an immortal book.

After giving the gifts, the monk Qiuyue felt unfulfilled and said again, "This poor monk feels that I still have to call you Teacher again, so that it will be complete..."

Wei Yuan hurriedly declined sternly; how could he have the face to accept this?

However, the monk Qiuyue suddenly saw that Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue's expression was unusual, smiling somewhat deviously.

The great monk's Zen heart was clear at this moment, and he immediately operated his innate talent divine ability. This divine ability was somewhat similar to "Telepathy," and he could occasionally hear the inner voices of others; the greater the relationship with himself, the more clearly he could hear it.

The divine ability was operated, and he heard the inner voice of the old thief Xuanyue: "... This monk calls Yuan'er Teacher, doesn't that mean he is equivalent to my great-great-grand-disciple? Hmm, in the future when we meet in the world, it wouldn't be too much for the old Daoist to call him little monk..."

The monk Qiuyue's bald head instantly turned red and his eyes spat fire; the Zen heart that had just been clear and flawless, with a "pop," had several more cracks! Then the divine ability was destroyed, and he couldn't hear what was behind it. But there was no need to listen anymore; he knew it definitely wasn't anything good.

The monk Qiuyue glared at Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue, and for the sake of Wei Yuan, he finally suppressed this evil breath, secretly thinking in his heart that the old thief was blocking his path to enlightenment, and this hatred must not be let go!

Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue was looked at inexplicably by the monk Qiuyue, and felt somewhat guilty, secretly thinking, could this bald thief really know what I am thinking? Impossible!

Wei Yuan finished receiving the gifts of thanks, and the Seventh Elder and the two great masters no longer stayed, setting off to leave.

For Master Yu Jing, staying in the Broken Domain for one more moment was torture, and they were also anxious to go back to review and play the records. The fun in this far exceeded everything else.

After saying goodbye, there was a sudden strange movement in Wei Yuan's sea of consciousness, and countless light spots drifted from heaven and earth, finally converging into two thick purple Qi lucks! These two Qi lucks were shaped like purple crystal pillars, floating in the sea of consciousness.

Wei Yuan was stunned again; could he actually harvest Qi luck by playing a few games of chess? It turned out that the Qi luck obtained from a Fenhai Zhenjun was purple, clearly one major grade higher than green Qi. Wei Yuan suddenly thought, if the chess records could be widely circulated after they were made public, wouldn't he be able to harvest a lot of Qi luck again? Thinking this way, Wei Yuan suddenly felt that perhaps he should sweep up a few more great masters, chess immortals, chess saints, etc., in the future; the more chess records, the more Qi luck.

Was the Dao of chess like this, and were music, calligraphy, and painting also like this?

However, Wei Yuan diverged a little, but didn't find a shortcut for the next few talents, so he had to stop there.

Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue stayed for a while longer, gave pointers on Wei Yuan's cultivation problems, and then told him to go to the Water Moon Palace on the main mountain as soon as possible when he had time.

Although the main way for Wei Yuan to improve his Dharma Form spirituality now was not meditation and seclusion, the cultivation originals left in the Water Moon Palace contained the insights of the senior Immortal Lord on the true meaning of Taiyin, which was the most precious thing.

The true meaning of Taiyin was already quite close to the Great Dao, only one grade lower than Yin and Yang, and was extremely precious. Wei Yuan previously thought that learning the "Taiyin Moon Brilliance Myriad Forms Chapter" was just learning some cultivation insights, but now that the "Human Realm Fireworks" Nurturing Spirit Realm had clearly found the right path, he was not in a hurry and had not put returning to the main mountain on the agenda, dragging it on and on. Whenever he had some spare time, he would run to the northern mountain gate to see his ancestor and master.

Now that he had received pointers from Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue, Wei Yuan finally understood the true preciousness of the "Moon Brilliance Myriad Forms Chapter."

After the pointers were completed, Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue encouraged Wei Yuan a few more times, and only then did he set off to leave. Before leaving, Wei Yuan respectfully offered two more sets of magic treasure-grade Dharma robes.

This item was exactly what was urgently needed, so Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue accepted it happily, and incidentally scolded Fenhai, saying that he had spent a lot of money and resources back then, but after his cultivation improved, not only did he not make contributions to the palace, but he constantly caused trouble, and the deficit was getting larger and larger.

If it weren't for the fact that True Person Fenhai had found a unique business of burning water for others in recent years and still had some income, Xuanyue would have expelled him from the sect long ago.

And Wei Yuan was different; although he spent a lot in the early stage, he earned fiercely now. Not to mention anything else, just the training of Dao soldiers for the Grand Void Palace had increased the number of Dao Foundation cultivators in the Heaven Blue Palace by nearly a thousand, of which seven or eight hundred could be considered as picked up for free. The benefits of this alone were incalculable.

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In short, the Heaven Blue Palace's right to speak in the northern mountain gate battlefield had greatly increased, and Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue didn't need to go into battle personally every day to complete the military merit tasks issued by the palace. After adding more than 2,000 Dao Foundation-level Dao soldiers, the pressure on the northern mountain gate had greatly reduced, and the momentum of losing territory had been stopped.

In addition, the positions of some forces that were watching from the sidelines had loosened, and the supplies transported to the northern mountain gate had increased.

Wei Yuan saw that Ancestor Xuanyue was in a very good mood, so he asked, "Didn't you borrow tens of millions of immortal silver back then, why would you still lack spare Dharma robes?"

Xuanyue didn't take it to heart and said, "Although there is a lot of immortal silver, it is also spent quickly. We suddenly have so many Dao soldiers, we have to equip them with food, clothing, housing, transportation, and cultivation needs, which took millions. The main hall of the Heaven Blue Palace needs to be rebuilt, and to be more decent is also millions.

In addition, I also want to add a Qi luck array and a spiritual gathering array in the main hall of the mountain gate, and open up a few spiritual mountain medicine fields. These expenses are no small matter, but they are all things that can be left to future generations, so the immortal silver is spent most worthily.

Besides, your ancestor, I, didn't cultivate immortality for nothing; isn't this Dharma body much stronger than any immortal robe? The Heaven Blue Palace hasn't been repaired yet, and so many disciples and grandchildren still need to be taken care of, so there is no need to waste silver on Dharma robes."

(End of chapter)