Chapter 556: New Media

Wei Yuan carefully checked Behind Bao Yun's Dao Foundation and found that her spirituality had been replenished, and she had been resisting the enemy on the front line every day, which everyone saw in their eyes. At this time, the cyan luck on her body was already quite rich, turning into patches of cyan spiritual mist around the Seven-Marvel Treasure Tree, and it was unclear how many strands there were.

The Seven-Marvel Treasure Tree swayed slightly, occasionally inhaling a wisp of spiritual mist, and then emitted a halo, its spiritual essence slowly improving, and the third fruit was about to bear.

Behind Bao Yun at this time was enough to advance to Dharma Form; it just depended on when there was an opportunity.

Wei Yuan didn't expect that Behind Bao Yun's human-path luck was so rich that it could turn into spiritual mist, while his own ten thousand strands of human-path luck were distinct, and there was no sign of merging at all.

Wei Yuan was also helpless about this; he didn't understand why Behind Bao Yun's luck had changes while his could only be in its original form, so he could only let it be for the time being. Wei Yuan only knew a little about how to apply human-path luck, far from being proficient.

Throughout history, those who used human-path luck the most were naturally human monarchs and emperors, and the peak was the first human king; in this regard, no one has been able to surpass him to this day.

But the secret methods of the human king's Dao were different, and they were all kept secret. For example, Great Tang had its own set of inheritance, and then the secret methods of the nine kingdoms' monarchs were derived from the Tang room, some inherited from the previous dynasty, and some even obtained from ancient treasures, so they were all different.

The advantages and disadvantages of cultivating the human king's Dao were very obvious; the biggest disadvantage was carrying the national luck, and the speed of life passing was several times or even dozens of times that of ordinary cultivators, so the monarchs of the nine kingdoms who achieved Yu Jing since ancient times were rare.

Although history books highly praised wise monarchs, ironically, it was not necessarily that wise monarchs lived long. Several wise monarchs who left their names in history were quite short-lived.

From this, it can be inferred that the first few human kings in ancient times were both immortal lords and human kings, which was truly terrifying.

Wei Yuan could only envy Behind Bao Yun's luck at this moment, but it was clear that the Seven-Marvel Treasure Tree grew rapidly under the nourishment of human-path luck, which could be considered a mistake.

In the process of checking the Dao Foundation, naturally, there were some touches, some unintentional, some intentional, and some that were unclear whether they were intentional or unintentional; in short, the ambiguity between the two deepened by another layer.

At this critical moment, the Human World Renjian Yanhuo suddenly popped up a message: Zhang Sheng is looking for you.

Wei Yuan was shocked and turned to look outside the door and window. At this time, the night curtain was falling, and there was no one outside?

Behind Bao Yun gently pushed Wei Yuan, her face slightly red, and said: "Let's, let's stop here for today. You go do your business."

Wei Yuan also knew that the time had not yet come, and he didn't know what his teacher was looking for him for, actually using the Human World Renjian Yanhuo.

So he hurried away to Zhang Sheng's residence. Wei Yuan had just seen Zhang Sheng in the Human World Renjian Yanhuo, so she should still be near her residence.

On the way, Wei Yuan checked the source of the message and found that it was sent back by several Dao Foundation warriors he left at his residence. Zhang Sheng went to Wei Yuan's residence to find him, seemingly having something urgent, but didn't find anyone, so these few Dao Foundation warriors passed the message into the Human World Renjian Yanhuo.

Wei Yuan thought while rushing on the road, can the Human World Renjian Yanhuo be used like this?

Soon Wei Yuan rushed to Zhang Sheng's residence. When he pushed the door and entered, he saw her reading at the table, without any panic or anxiety, which was quite different from the message sent by the Human World Renjian Yanhuo.

Seeing Wei Yuan, Zhang Sheng was also somewhat surprised and said: "I was just thinking of looking for you, but I didn't expect you to come."

"What are your orders?" Wei Yuan asked while observing Zhang Sheng's expression carefully, for fear that his teacher would encounter some difficulty and not say it, intending to carry it alone again.

"Actually, it's not a big deal; I heard that you recently opened up the Nether Cold Realm, and I want to go over and take a look."

Wei Yuan was slightly surprised and somewhat puzzled: "How did you know?"

Zhang Sheng said: "This matter has already spread throughout the entire Human World Renjian Yanhuo; how could I not know? Come, look at this."

She reached out and grabbed into the void, and a stone slab appeared in her hand. This stone slab was very strange, between virtual and real, similar to something manifested by a Dao Foundation. But the strangest thing was that this was part of Wei Yuan's Dao Foundation.

Wei Yuan steadied his mind, his spiritual sense swept over, and a piece of glowing text appeared on the stone slab, which could be seen clearly even at night. Each character was silver-hooked and iron-painted, with great momentum, and at a glance, it was written by a master, much stronger than Wei Yuan's worm-crawling strokes. This text had an eye-catching title:

The horn of marching into the myriad realms of the cosmos has been blown! The Nether Cold Realm is just the first stepping stone!

Wei Yuan took the stone slab, and an absurd feeling surged in his heart; something in his Mind-Reflection World, he didn't even know, and had to have someone else show it to him?

Wei Yuan steadied his mind, swiped it casually, and the second piece of text appeared: Improving the Dao Foundation is not a dream! The era of everyone being like a dragon has begun!

Wei Yuan read seven or eight pieces in a row, and he didn't know what to say; for example, one article was like this: The Nether Cold Realm has been the inherent territory of the human race since ancient times! Today, our generation is duty-bound to restore the lost territory!

"What is this thing?" Wei Yuan asked.

"It's equivalent to the newspapers of the world outside the heavens, but it's easier to use than their newspapers," Zhang Sheng said.

Wei Yuan swiped two more pieces, and suddenly Long Wushuang's handsome and sunny face jumped in front of him. He cupped his hands and said sincerely: Exploring the Nether Cold Realm, the Fighting Saint Hall is your first step!

Wei Yuan was startled; how could there be such a thing? He hurriedly went to the central city and took a look, and sure enough, he found that many people had similar stone slabs, many people were watching with relish, and there was a long line at the entrance of the Fighting Saint Hall, all wanting to sign up for the hall.

Wei Yuan's spiritual sense swept again, and he found the source of the stone slab.

Those were a few young people who were ordinary and couldn't be more ordinary; just those few unremarkable faces could prove that these people were very ordinary in both their previous and current lives, without any extraordinary bloodline.

But these few young people were full of fanaticism and were working frantically. In a low stone house, a few people were arguing until their faces were red, but once they had a good idea, it would immediately be written down, and then it would turn into an article in the blink of an eye.

After writing it, someone would input it into a giant stone pillar that had been cut, and then this article would appear on all the stone slabs.

At this time, an old man with a calm demeanor and extraordinary bearing walked into the small courtyard. The courtyard was not big, and the old man alone had dozens of followers, and now only seven or eight could enter the courtyard, while the rest had to stand outside.

Seeing the simple conditions in the courtyard, the followers of the old man showed disdain. The few young people knew that a big figure had come, so they hurried out and asked: "What are your orders, sir?"

(No errors in the original text!)

The old man said indifferently: "The old man is the eleventh vice-dean of the Heaven-Opening Research Institute (73620519). I came here today for this little object of yours. I also want an article similar to the one by Hall Master Long of the Fighting Saint Hall; the price is negotiable."

The old man spoke very calmly, but when it came to the name, the speed of speech was dozens of times faster, which sounded like a "beep" in the ears of ordinary people. But Wei Yuan's spiritual sense was superb, so he naturally heard it clearly.

A young man said: "Hall Master Long promised to provide three days of spiritual energy needed to maintain the system for us."

The old man waved his hand: "This matter is easy to handle; the old man will provide ten days! But you have to publish four articles for me!"

"Don't worry, sir, I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

The old man snorted and turned away. One of his followers suddenly turned back and said viciously: "You waste, listen well! This time (736...) the dean came to find you, that's looking up to you! If the matter is not handled well, I will tear down your dog kennel!"

Several young people nodded and bowed, and it wasn't until the crowd went far away that one of them spat and cursed: "What is this! Ranking eleventh among the twelve vice-deans, and still acting like a tyrant!"

Another person said: "He is just that; the key is the dog-legs around him, acting like a fox pretending to be a tiger, which is really annoying! No wonder people in the world outside the heavens say that before beating the master, you must first beat the dog!"

"Right! Beat the dog in the water!"

"I really want to write an article to scold him—no, we are not scolding people, this is called criticizing current events!"

"That won't work; he will know it was written by us, and we can't afford to offend him."

Someone suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "It's not written by us, isn't it? I don't believe he has no enemies. We will find his political enemies to write one, and I guarantee he will be half-dead with anger and yet helpless!"

"Good idea! We won't charge spiritual energy for this article!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 557 =====