Chapter 136 The Fires of Revolution

Before the rift in the human realm, the tall and majestic God Who Supports the Heavens waited.

Shi Yi's expression was calm as he nodded to Chong. The latter wasn't as casual as Shi Yi, who could run around in a fishmonger's work clothes. Instead, he was wearing handcrafted clothes of obviously fine material and exorbitant value.

Although he would work because of Shi Yi, that didn't mean he couldn't find other ways to make money.

While his personality was proud and arrogant, he wouldn't resort to robbery or deception. As one of the top gods of the Great Wilderness, anything he casually pulled out would be a treasure that human cultivators couldn't see in a lifetime. As for gold and jewels, he could have as much as he wanted.

There were stars in the universe made entirely of diamonds and jewels. And stars that rained gemstones, like Kepler-2b.

Although the name of this star sounded a bit like an insult, the area on its 'night side' relative to Earth was subject to sapphire and ruby rainstorms.

In theory, as long as Chong didn't mind the trouble, he could cross the galaxy in mythical mode and get as much worldly wealth as he wanted. Of course, that would be a waste of time, and even Chong was too lazy to travel so far just for some gems.

The God Who Supports the Heavens tossed over a bottle of expensive human wine, smiling and saying, "I remember you said you were going back to the Great Wilderness. I've come to see you off."

Shi Yi didn't say anything, took a sip of the wine.

The God Who Supports the Heavens casually remarked, "Are you going to deliver the Nüwa soil to those twelve troublesome fellows?"

Shi Yi nodded and exhaled a breath of stale air, "I owed many people favors before, and this time I'm returning them."

And also to initially spread ideas, break the shackles of thought, and pass down the flame.

In fact, Shi Yi didn't tell Wei Yuan that he had been collecting human cultivation methods for some time and had successfully created a technique called *Xin Huo Da Dao* (Great Path of Kindling Fire). All cultivation methods must have true intent, and the one he created also progressed from shallow to deep, step by step.

Similar to the Daoist pursuit of freedom, the Confucian pursuit of righteousness, and the strategist's pursuit of tactics, it also sought true intent.

However, unlike those methods that constantly strengthened self-existence, the true intent was what he had realized during this time: cultivators needed to let go of their attachments and desires and take the Grand Dao of the world as their own Dao, and the desires of the people as their own desires. Because they were selfless, they could become great and transform, becoming one with the world.

Because they sought nothing and contended for nothing, no one in the world could contend with them.

The more one followed the core of *Marxism-Leninism-Maoism*, the faster one cultivated.

And the more one craved plunder, the more one would fall into inner demons and be unable to progress.

This cultivation method could lead to a fall in realm.

In other words, the more willing one was to devote oneself to creating a world of equality, the more suitable one was for cultivating this method. Cultivation required saving oppressed beings and practicing one's beliefs in order to improve one's cultivation. And through practicing one's beliefs, one would better understand the correctness of this path.

One's own cultivation would then improve again, and one's state of mind would be as firm as iron.

Thus, one would be able to help more beings.

It was a positive cycle.

But according to Shi Yi's deduction, if one's state of mind could make the great aspirations of the world one's own, and take the pursuit of equality for all as one's own path, then one would be able to initially reach the level of mobilizing the power of heaven and earth and could fight by borrowing power. However, there was one point: it would be difficult to seek longevity.

However, Buddhist and Daoist methods also couldn't do it.

Just as the Daoist sought transcendence of the true self and the Buddhist sought enlightenment in one lifetime, the practitioners of this method would never pursue personal desires such as longevity and eternal vision.

The realms were: selflessness, universal love, Great Harmony of the World, and the final step.

For the last realm, Shi Yi thought for a while and named it Scarlet Tide.

Scarlet like blazing flames, kindling fire burning the Three Realms, gathering heart fire into a tide, proving that all are selfless.

He looked at that volume of *Marxism-Leninism-Maoism* and sighed regretfully, "If only I had come a hundred years earlier."

This time, he planned to spread this cultivation method to the Great Wilderness.

Let's see what it will burn into in the future. This may take a long time, and Shi Yi has the most time.

Although the God Who Supports the Heavens knew what Shi Yi had been reading lately, he disdained those written records, saying that they were just things that those who had nothing had come up with.

According to their theory, Shi Yi himself belonged to the highest class.

He never considered the possibility that Shi Yi would betray his own class.

After drinking with Shi Yi, the God Who Supports the Heavens laughed and said, "Then Shi Yi, you can rest assured and do what you want to do. I will be responsible for the human world."

Shi Yi nodded and suddenly thought of something, saying, "How did you know that Wei Yuan and the Kunlun Mountain God of the human world are the same person?"

Chong's mind flashed back to what had happened at the Qian Mausoleum, the scenes he had seen in the memories of the so-called Empress, the aura of the Undying Flower he had felt from her, and the casual move he had made. He didn't explain, but laughed and said, "This, I have my own secret plans!"

Shi Yi shook his head, "You're not Zhuge Kongming. Why are you saying that?"

"Forget it, I'll go first."

Chong watched Shi Yi leave, tilted his head back and drank, and took out a medicinal pill and swallowed it. The medicinal pill contained a majestic aura no less than that of the Undying Flower, coming from the Undying Divine Medicine of the Great Wilderness. He swallowed it, and his severed arm recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He was the God Who Supports the Heavens. Making his arm recover was completely different in difficulty from the usual severed arm regeneration. Chong clenched his fist and muttered, "He's finally gone..."

"No matter what you're going to do, it's best if this world becomes more chaotic. That would be more fun."

"However, now that this blockhead has left, I can finally do things freely."

The God Who Supports the Heavens whispered.

At the same time that the Lord of Years found his own path and left the human world briefly for some reason, the God Who Supports the Heavens, Chong, also released some kind of restraint. He turned his eyes to this vast human world, looking at the increasingly violent divinity above the East Sea, the jade dragon snow-capped Kunlun Mountain, and the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the ancestral court of the Daoist sect in the human world.

He took a satisfied breath and murmured to himself, "Is it coming?"

"Let it be chaotic, let it be chaotic, hahaha!"

Chong, the God Who Supports the Heavens, was number one in strength, with formidable combat power.

Overbearing and majestic.

Scheming and cunning.

And...

He had been holding up the sky for thousands of years, and he was extremely restless.

Currently, he was a mischievous person.

..................

*Ding-dong.*

Wei Yuan pushed open the door of the Zhenyao Museum.

The sky was already a bit dim. As a result, in the middle of the museum, the Overlord of Western Chu and the Martial Marquis of Great Qin were still fighting fiercely on the chessboard, and...

It smelled terrible.

Again, to be able to play chess so badly and still exude the aura of thousands of troops and horses...

It was truly unparalleled in the world.

The old man next door, who had come to join in the fun, praised repeatedly. It had been many years since he had seen someone play chess so badly. The old man was a little moved, after all, the elementary school students nowadays were all young and had superb chess skills, *ga ga* killing everyone.

He took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "This Little Bai and Little Xiang, it's okay."

"There's progress this time compared to last time."

"Just keep improving slowly like this. One day, none of us old guys will dare to play chess with you two, haha."

Of course, this was just a euphemistic way of saying it.

It was a kind lie.

After all, these two men had very good temperaments.

Their chess skills were probably at the level where they would be brutally slaughtered by an elementary school student who had taken an interest class for a semester.

Just that... *ga ga* slaughter.

The Martial Marquis, who was better at scheming and strategy, had a smile on his face.

With just this one well-timed action, the Chu Overlord's anger instantly surged. He took a deep breath. His calmness and rationality as Xiang Hongyu in this life allowed him to say slowly, "But playing chess is just a game, it doesn't matter."

Before the Martial Marquis could speak, the neighbor uncle objected, "You can't say that."

"There are great principles of deploying troops in this game of Go. Look at this encirclement and killing. They all say that if you understand chess, you will understand a lot of military tactics. Those famous generals and marshals must all be Go masters."

Xiang Hongyu frowned, pointed at the chessboard, and said, "Then here... if I charge straight ahead, who can stop me?"

The neighbor uncle was stunned and said, "This, this is against the rules."

"What rules?"

"Of course, the rules of Go..."

Xiang Hongyu snorted coldly. He had always been calm, but when facing the middle-aged man, Martial Marquis, he always felt a little angry. The Martial Marquis said casually, pointing to the chessboard, "Then these three ambush troops can suddenly rise up and encircle and kill you."

"I will break out from the north."

"Heh... then I will..."

The two of them said one sentence each, and somehow they switched to Chinese chess like they did in the morning.

Xiang Hongyu was furious, "How could you possibly use a mere pawn to eat my general?!"

As a man who had broken through layers of encirclement of hundreds of thousands of troops overnight, and still had the strength to kill hundreds of people alone with a sword after giving up his warhorse, Xiang Hongyu felt that this was almost an insult to him. A pawn? Even a legion couldn't surround him!

As long as the heart of the Overlord of Western Chu was not lost, he would not die.

Even if it was Han Xin who surrounded him and all the heroes of the world came together, he still broke through. If it wasn't for the old farmer pointing the wrong way, if it wasn't for his own choice not to cross the river in the end, even if Han Xin commanded a million troops, he wouldn't be able to keep him.

The Martial Marquis curled his lips, "These are the rules."

Xiang Hongyu was furious, "What rules!"

The old man who liked to play Go couldn't help but sigh, "What you two are doing isn't playing chess at all."

"Really, as everyone knows, playing chess can simulate the strategy of combat..."

"How can you do this? It's a mess, a mess."

Only Zhang Liao next to him had straightened his back unconsciously, with a solemn expression and slightly constricted pupils. From the casual words of the two people, he seemed to have seen a top-level battle of military strategy and military situation intertwined and strangled together. This was not Go, this was almost a sand table deduction.

The Qijia Army's war souls didn't understand, "Those two are obviously first-class geniuses."

"Why can't they play chess?"

"Because Go has rules."

Someone answered.

The Qijia Army's war soul turned his head and saw the returning Zhenyao Museum Master with his arms crossed, leaning against the side, watching the verbal confrontation between the two, and said, "Go has rules, games have to consider balance, but reality doesn't have these things. Whether it's rules or balance, it's all to protect the weak."

"The Martial Marquis's strategy and Xiang Yu's bravery cannot be reproduced by chess pieces."

"Those so-called whimsical, non-compliant behaviors are as normal as drinking water to them. Liu Bang, the Emperor Gaozu of Han, was already one of the top commanders of that era, and was considered by the military genius Han Xin to be able to command ten thousand troops. Such a commander, with an army of over 500,000 riding the momentum of a great victory, was defeated by 30,000 people. If this were in a game, a bunch of people would definitely scold him."

"Reality is much crueler than games."

"Because reality doesn't have any balance."

"These two maxed-out accounts in reality will feel restricted when playing games."

Wei Yuan thought of another old friend.

The old Daoist of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, who was bad at the game but addicted to it.

Why was he so bad?

Because the old Daoist really thought that he could do the thing of breaking through the battlefield with a sword. The game characters couldn't beat the old Daoist with one hand in reality. In his self-awareness, a mere tower was a matter of one sword.

Then the old Daoist instinctively and quickly went up.

Then he was gone.

The Qijia Army asked suspiciously, "Then why not learn to adapt to the rules?"

Wei Yuan couldn't help but laugh. He patted the war soul on the shoulder:

"Those guys were born to break the rules and the impossible. How could such proud people choose to put on shackles voluntarily? Impossible..."

"Just like a swordsman, he must always have invincible confidence in his sword. If this heart weakens, the sword will become dull. If there is another shackle in his heart, the sword will be one point duller."

Wei Yuan suddenly thought of something and was thoughtful.

So, the worse the old Daoist was at the game, did it mean that his sword heart in reality had been clear for decades without being stained with dust?

Even if he lost ninety-nine consecutive games in ranked matches, the old Daoist was still invincible with a sword in hand.

Dragon and Tiger Mountain was super god, *ga ga* killing everyone.

Well, then he lost.

*Ga ga* in the game.

Slaughter outside the game.

Well, but could he look at the old Daoist's game range? For example, if the old Daoist was still a reckless man in the God of War series of games and didn't dodge at all, could it be considered that this old Daoist had really done similar things in Northern Europe when he was young?

Or, as long as the old Daoist had a sword in hand now, he would swing a sword at the gods without saying a word?

As long as I kill the enemy in advance, then I don't need to dodge.

Perfect logic.

Wei Yuan complained in his heart, thought of the flower shop being closed just now, and looked at the painter, "Jue isn't home?"

Vodka Niangniang said, "Oh, Girl Jue said she had something to go out for, and Taiqi went with her."

"And that A Zhao."

"Mm."

Wei Yuan nodded. With Taiqi following, there shouldn't be any problems. He returned to the quiet room and saw that Bai Ze was still tirelessly studying the formation. Bai Ze's creed seemed to be the type of person who either didn't do it or did it all at once.

As for why?

He said that he didn't even know when he would continue working after stopping to rest.

The so-called, even I am afraid when I become a salted fish.jpg

Wei Yuan threw Shi Yi's aura of years to Bai Ze. Bai Ze opened the box, sniffed it, and said contentedly, "This is the taste, the goods are very pure."

How did this look like a scene of trading some kind of powder? What movie did you watch?

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, sat down, looked at the part of the formation that Bai Ze had perfected, and said, "By the way, Bai Ze, I have an idea."

"What?"

The Zhenyao Museum Master pondered, "Since you said that you can rely on fate to pull them back."

"Can you rely on A Liang to pull back as many people related to him as possible? Not much, just do it along the way, only a few people."

"A few people?"

"Yes, for example, the Eight Geniuses of Water Mirror would be fine."

"Hmm? Who?"

"A Liang, Xun Yu, Jia Xu, Guo Jia, Zhou Yu, Pang Tong, Xu Shu, Sima Yi."

"????!!"

ps: Today's first update............