Chapter 511: Relaxation and Tension

In the early morning, the southern small town welcomed a new batch of refugees. Besides the 30,000 refugees sold by Cui Cui Shutong, the first batch of 50,000 refugees sent by the Marquis of Peace also arrived. Coupled with the 20,000 refugees who were still watching in the small town, the total exceeded 100,000.

As the sky brightened, the porridge shed opened. The refugees knew as soon as they arrived that the porridge shed here would not close until everyone had received food, so there was no pushing or clamoring.

At this time, there was a commotion at the execution platform. A large group of people appeared, escorting a noble young master dressed extremely luxuriously onto the execution platform.

The supervising executioner used Dao power, making sure that the tens of thousands of people present could hear clearly. He first read out the identities of the three, all of whom were stewards of the Zhao Guo caravan, and the charges were colluding with insiders and embezzling grain from the porridge shed, which was punishable by death. The charges had been verified, and they were to be beheaded here.

As soon as the voice of the supervising executioner fell, three large knives fell, and heads rolled!

Little Wei Yuan harvested 3,000 cyan Qi on the spot.

The cheering people ignored one thing: the supervising executioner did not mention the young master's name, and the charges read were mostly generic terms like being extravagant and snatching civilian women.

After the young master was beheaded, the supervising executioner used another Dao art, and a fire several zhang high ignited on the corpse. The fire was extremely fierce, turning the young master into ashes in the blink of an eye. The supervising executioner then used a violent wind, blowing the white ashes everywhere.

This made even the refugees dumbfounded. Beheading wasn't enough, and they had to smash the bones and scatter the ashes?

In an instant, countless people's thoughts were cleared, and they cheered and jumped for joy, never having been so happy in their lives. The cheering and shouting filled the sky, so Little Wei Yuan added another 10,000 cyan Qi.

Those who had truly seen and recognized the young master had either been beheaded or were in prison. Those who could fight would be sent to the first line in the next battle, and those who couldn't would be sent to dig mines. Those who really had no value were prepared to be returned to the Marquis of Peace. In short, those who knew the truth would have no chance to speak.

The only way for it to leak was the young master himself, but for such a shameful thing, he probably didn't have the face to say it. Taking a step back, even if the truth leaked one day, no one would pay attention to this matter by then.

At this point, the relief grain case was completely settled.

After handling this major event, Little Wei Yuan felt relaxed and went to look at the Human World Renjian Yanhuo again.

At this time, several days had passed. Zhang Sheng had made a throne for herself with immortal swords, sitting on it, crossing her legs, and was reading Dao books during the gap of the tribulation, waiting for the arrival of the 256th tribulation lightning.

A moment later, the heavenly lightning arrived late. Zhang Sheng sat still, and 36 immortal swords had already risen on the throne, forming a sword array, pulling all the heavenly lightning in the sky toward herself, not sharing half with the remnant soul of the Nether Shaman nearby.

The remnant soul of the Nether Shaman escaped the suffering of the lightning tribulation and, out of instinct, looked at Zhang Sheng with gratitude, seemingly contributing something to her.

The heavenly lightning fell. Zhang Sheng closed the Dao book and held it in her hand, closing her eyes to endure the baptism of the heavenly tribulation. After the tribulation lightning dissipated, she continued to read, waiting for the next lightning bolt. Another immortal sword took form in front of her, then flew into the throne by itself.

When the 256th immortal sword returned to its place, a vigorous, majestic, and dazzling light, like a newborn sun spraying out at dawn, surged and bloomed from the core of the throne!

The throne, which had been casually assembled, became taller, more majestic, and solemn, with a layer of golden immortal light appearing on the surface, and countless tiny runes swimming inside.

Several circles of dreamlike light rings appeared around the throne, like deep star tracks, constantly floating and flowing along the established trajectory. In each circle of light, countless tiny, sand-like lights could be seen.

Clearly, the forging of the 256th immortal sword had raised Zhang Sheng's entire Dao Foundation by another rank.

The tribulation clouds in the sky changed because of this, revealing a five-colored glazed halo. This was the Lingxiao Glazed World-Purifying Heavenly Tribulation, which could already rank in the top five among Dharma Form heavenly tribulations.

But Zhang Sheng just looked up and continued to read.

Little Wei Yuan watched from afar, already numb.

The heavenly tribulation was endless, and Zhang Sheng's immortal swords were also endless. Perhaps by the time the next Shaman tribe attack was repelled, her tribulation would still not be finished.

Leaving the Human World Renjian Yanhuo, Little Wei Yuan saw Su Su Xuejing standing in front of him. This white-clothed swordsman said, "I heard your chess skills are not weak. It's rare to see you have some free time, do you want to play two games?" Little Wei Yuan refused immediately, "Where is there time to play chess now?"

"The way of literature and martial arts, relaxation and tension. Besides, playing chess also helps in understanding the Dao. The predecessors set up these nineteen horizontal and vertical lines, not one more, not one less, and it has its own profound meaning."

Little Wei Yuan thought to himself that with his chess skills, even if he played another thousand or eight hundred games, he wouldn't be able to understand a bit of the Dao. And the chess played under the Human World Renjian Yanhuo, he couldn't understand from the beginning, and he still couldn't understand no matter how many he played.

As for why the chessboard had nineteen horizontal and vertical lines, the Human World Renjian Yanhuo didn't agree with Su Su Xuejing's view, thinking that the wisdom of the human predecessors was limited; if the chessboard was small, it wasn't fun, and if it was big, it wasn't fun.

But seeing Su Su Xuejing's expectant look, Little Wei Yuan had to agree. As long as this genius swordsman stayed in Qingming for one day, it represented the goodwill of the Sword Palace here. He had no other hobbies, and Little Wei Yuan had no time to discuss the Dao, so he could only accompany him to play chess.

The two came to Su Su Xuejing's residence. Shangguan Shangguan Qianmo smelled the scent and rushed over, silently preparing tea and melon fruits on the side, then took out several large pillows from who knows where, and sat down comfortably on the side to watch the chess game.

Su Su Xuejing let Little Wei Yuan hold the white pieces and go first, and he placed another piece, each occupying a corner, and then smiled:

"There will eventually be a time to part after meeting. I have some other things to do, and I'm afraid I will have to leave for a period of time in two days. However, your attainments in Dao law, governing the world, and military strategy are so high, your chess path must not be too bad. If you have time in these two days, I will teach you well. I will leave after guiding you through three games of chess. I hope there will be a decent opponent in the chess world in the future."

Little Wei Yuan was stunned, not expecting Su Su Xuejing to leave. It was probably because he had no use for his martial arts in the previous battle, and he didn't want to stain his flawless sword heart by acting as an ordinary Shaman tribe member.

But since Su Su Xuejing said he would guide Little Wei Yuan through three games of chess before leaving, he would definitely keep his word. So Little Wei Yuan activated the Human World Renjian Yanhuo while asking, "What is guidance?"

Su Su Xuejing smiled, "When playing with you, I will explain some key chess principles for falling pieces. If you ponder carefully, your chess skills will naturally improve."

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"So that's it!" Little Wei Yuan suddenly realized, and then worried, "What if my chess skills fail to improve?"

Su Su Xuejing was confident and said, "If I say I will guide you through three games, I will naturally keep my word and play all three. If you can't improve, then I will teach you until you improve before leaving."

Su Su Xuejing was not worried that Little Wei Yuan would renege, clearly having improved his chess skills but refusing to admit it. He was sure Little Wei Yuan would disdain such childish behavior. Judging from Little Wei Yuan's heroism and openness in challenging the enemy the day before, Su Su Xuejing was quite impressed with Little Wei Yuan's character.

It was just that Su Su Xuejing suddenly turned his head and saw Shangguan Shangguan Qianmo covering her face with one hand, looking up at the sky, her shoulders trembling one by one, not knowing if she was laughing or crying, but clearly her sword heart had been lost.

Su Su Xuejing's face sank, but Little Wei Yuan was present, so he was embarrassed to discipline the junior in person.

But his heart tightened, and he suddenly thought of one thing: "She must have seen something, and I didn't notice it at all?! When did my sword heart become so dull?"

Su Su Xuejing's heart warning just rose, and only heard a slap, Little Wei Yuan had already slapped a piece on the side of the black piece, firmly sticking to it!

Su Su Xuejing's heart instantly rose with mixed fire, and he wanted to reprimand for a moment, but remembered that this was a guidance game. Little Wei Yuan's chess skills were clearly low, so it was excusable no matter how he played, otherwise why call it a guidance game?

So Su Su Xuejing suppressed a restless heart and responded casually, preparing to eat all the pieces Little Wei Yuan leaned on.

The two fell pieces like flying. In a moment, they had played more than 60 moves, and then Su Su Xuejing's corner was hollowed out cleanly, leaving only a piece of rootless floating chess that needed to live.

Su Su Xuejing was stunned.

Now even a beginner could see that he had lost.

Little Wei Yuan said, "This game doesn't count, let's play again."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 512 =====