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As the cultivators entered a period of explosive growth, cultivators were comprehending the Perfected Visualization Diagrams every day, and the Reversion to Emptiness Grinding Wheel, the Heaven-Reaching Building Tree, and the Heaven and Earth Furnace were forming new connections daily.

Although the cultivators' comprehension was small, it accumulated, and the three artifacts were improving daily.

It was only because of Xuan Huang's extraordinary opportunities that the three artifacts entered the second tier before him, which made the cultivators' contribution to the three artifacts seem small.

If the three artifacts had not encountered the Spirit Suppressing Stele and had not had various serendipitous encounters, then at this moment, the cultivators in the explosive growth period would have provided a huge boost to the three artifacts.

Especially after the method of comprehension in dreams spread, no matter where they were, as long as the dream bubbles were pulled into the Dream Gate, cultivators could enter it for comprehension anytime, anywhere.

The issue of points was never a problem for experts, and the Dream Gate's ability to exchange and collect further liberated the cultivators fighting in the wilderness.

Equivalent to collecting and deploying at any time, the Dream Gate's ability to reflect reality was quite powerful.

On the battlefield in the wilderness.

A Daoist cultivator painstakingly killed a fierce beast that had broken out from a small world. This fierce beast had at least the strength of the fifth level of the Entry Stage.

The Daoist was also at the fifth level of the Entry Stage, but he had more methods and was even stronger.

The Daoist did not have a personal storage bag. Storage bags were scarce resources.

Xuan Huang had only refined more than a hundred in total. It wasn't that there was no small world space, but that he was too busy.

Not to mention, the Nanshi Martial Arts Hall before had three or four small spaces that were about to break and merge into Blue Star.

It was entirely possible to devour and divide them before the small world broke, and then refine them into storage space.

Currently, storage space is still a scarce commodity.

The projection of the Dream World has solved most of the cultivators' troubles.

For example, if the fierce beasts that were killed had nowhere to be stored, they could be completely collected by the Dream Projection, and then exchanged for points, and the points could be exchanged for elixirs or opportunities to comprehend the Visualization Diagrams.

"Not bad, another opportunity to comprehend. It just so happens that I've comprehended 90%, and I'm still missing a trigger. In the past three days, I've been fighting alone in the wilderness, and I've accumulated almost enough. I'll take this opportunity to comprehend the Heaven-Reaching Building Tree Visualization Diagram to perfection."

The old Daoist was covered in blood, which was the result of his three days of venturing into the wilderness.

Normally, he was a member of the Daoist sect, and the Daoist sect fought in groups.

However, the Daoist sect was not rigid, and not everyone needed to gather together to act.

For example, someone like the old Daoist, who was only one trigger away from perfection, was not suitable for a gathering group. He needed a sense of crisis and a life-and-death bloody battle alone.

The old Daoist entered the wilderness alone. Once a day ago, the old Daoist encountered a fierce beast at the sixth level of the Entry Stage.

That time, he was in a precarious situation, but he also used this battle to make his will more tenacious and find the trigger for comprehending the Perfected Visualization Diagram.

It was just that the points were a little short, and he also needed to settle down.

Now, the old Daoist's points have been met, and the precipitation has been almost enough.

If it was before, he would need to return to Qingyun Mountain to comprehend the Visualization Diagram, but now he doesn't need to. He can comprehend it in his dream across the Heart Gate.

The old Daoist found a hidden cave and set it up at the entrance.

Still feeling unsafe, the old Daoist took out a talisman from his arms. It was the Spirit Concealing Talisman recently sold by the Confucian school. It was only one word different from the Spirit Guiding Talisman, but the effect was very different.

The Spirit Guiding Talisman guides and gathers spiritual energy, while the Spirit Concealing Talisman is an evolved version of the Breath Concealing Talisman.

The Breath Concealing Talisman can conceal a person's aura, while the Spirit Concealing Talisman can cover the spiritual energy within a radius of ten meters.

It can achieve the effect of making people undetectable.

After setting it up, the Daoist sat cross-legged and entered meditation, and the Heart Gate asked about the dream.

I saw that the numbers on his points card began to change, all of which were completed invisibly.

The dream reflects reality. Under the guidance of the Dream Gate, the old Daoist entered his dream.

His dream is equivalent to the real environment.

It is not a natural dream. The traction of the Dream Gate is a projection of reality.

This is also the root of the Dream Gate's ability to collect cultivators' contributions and the cultivators' ability to spread the Dharma as a medium.

This is not a 'natural dream'.

"Little Daoist wants to comprehend the Heaven-Reaching Building Tree Visualization Diagram."

It is clear and self-aware to lead into a personal dream bubble.

Whoosh!

Upon receiving the old Daoist's instructions, I saw a crack open in the old Daoist's exclusive dream bubble.

The old Daoist did not act. He was already familiar with the method of preaching in dreams.

He doesn't need to do anything himself, just enough points, and then wait for the traction.

Sure enough, a huge suction force came out of the opened crack, and the old Daoist's figure was rolled up by the suction force, and then, as if time and space had changed, the old Daoist looked intently and was already in a new environment.

From the cave in his dream that reflected reality, he came to the Qingyun Mountain environment of the Dream Gate.

He was led to the front of the Heaven-Reaching Building Tree. The old Daoist calmed down, and then sat down and began to comprehend the Heaven-Reaching Building Tree.

Scenes like the old Daoist's were happening all the time.

After the popularization of dream preaching, 90% of the cultivators comprehend the Visualization Diagram in this way.

The secret room of Qingyun Mountain has become much deserted from the previous busy.

After a period of time, after all the cultivators learn the Dharma in their dreams, the secret room will be cancelled.

The appearance of the Dream Gate fundamentally changed the previous path of comprehension, which can be described as a revolutionary change.

Similarly, because there are more cultivators who enter the dream to comprehend, and the Dream Gate incorporates more cultivators, the Dream Gate has undergone great changes.

Even its changes are faster than the three artifacts.

After all, there are too many people, which means a bit of cheating.

It's just that the quality is not good.

The cultivators connected to the three artifacts are all experts, and they are still refining with heart-inscribed inscriptions. The Dream Gate occupies more, but it is not refined.

The three artifacts have fewer people, but one is worth ten thousand Dream Gates.

Qingyun Mountain Confucian Headquarters.

Yan Lai rarely returned from the wilderness.

At this moment, he is already at the eighth level of Refining Spirit and Refining Qi. After entering the eighth level, the previous accumulation has been consumed almost.

Next, he needs to focus on one aspect of cultivation.

If he still synchronizes Refining Qi and Refining Spirit, he will fall behind Ming Hui and Jiu Tong.

Currently, he has entered the eighth level in both aspects, but he has just entered the eighth level. I heard that Jiu Tong and Ming Hui are about to enter the middle stage of the eighth level.

Yan Lai needs to choose a main attack.

He chose the Qi Refining method. After all, his goal is to create the Righteous Qi that belongs to the Confucian school.

The reason why he rushed back this time was because of the Confucian school's major action.

I saw that there were more than four hundred people in the entire hall.

In addition to the dozens of high-level officials and staff, there were also three hundred people with solemn expressions, all with a bit of tension in their bodies, and they were waiting in battle.

"Have you all thought about it? It's still too late to quit now, and the Confucian school will not hold you accountable. But... once you don't quit now, there will be no chance to regret it, and you need to either succeed or die."

As Yan Lai's cultivation level increased, his majesty continued to increase.

And he had just returned from the wilderness, and his body was full of murderous aura, which was a killing god in the eyes of ordinary people.

He no longer had the original image of a modest gentleman.

"Sir, we have no regrets, we will either succeed or die."

The three hundred people responded in unison, and the momentum was earth-shattering.

"Good, very good, worthy of being the elite of my Confucian school."

Yan Lai said happily, feeling that the people's hearts were available.

These three hundred individuals were the vanguard of the Confucian school's Dharma transmission. They were to go to three hundred different cities and regions of Xia as Dharma transmission envoys to spread the Dao.

Xia was not small before, but now Xia has probably grown more than a hundredfold. After all, no one can accurately estimate how large it is.

This has led to transportation becoming an obstacle, especially in remote areas.

Not to mention the fragmented spaces that appear from time to time, as well as the secret realms and eerie places that have not yet been fragmented but are fraught with danger.

The Confucian school has prepared for sacrifices. It will be considered a success if two hundred of these three hundred people safely reach their designated cities.

Then, they will continue to send personnel until all three hundred cities and regions have Confucian Dharma transmission envoys.

The appearance of a Dharma transmission envoy in a place is equivalent to spreading it from a point to a surface.

Each person is a medium to the dream world and can serve as an anchor, bringing people into the dream world, so that they can learn the Dao and comprehend the visualization diagrams in their dreams.

"Recalling that our Confucian ancestors overcame obstacles and created the Confucian school like pioneers, countless predecessors worked diligently... Passed down to our generation, we are unfortunate, but we are also fortunate. The sage was reincarnated in this era, and when humanity was in imminent danger, the Mysterious Master was born... Creating methods, opening roads, transmitting the Dao in dreams, we cannot lag behind. As Heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman strives for self-improvement. As Earth's condition is receptive devotion, a gentleman carries the outer world with broad mind..."

A series of passionate words enumerated the glory of the Confucian school and described the future glory that the Confucian school will surely have.

"We will have no regrets even in death," the three hundred people said in unison, and then Mr. Hengqu's four sentences: "...To continue the unique scholarship of past sages, and to establish peace for all generations."

This is not simple religious brainwashing; they are all smart people and will not be brainwashed.

The Confucian school, with its strong official nature, did not come forward in an official capacity after the decline of officialdom, but rather the Confucian school acted as its representative.

The fundamental reason is that religious groups have more cohesion and centripetal force than the officialdom.

Throughout history, many officialdoms have disappeared like smoke, while religions have existed forever.

Religion has its value and meaning.

"Depart, gentlemen, your journey will be boundless, and this journey will surely be remembered in history!"

The three hundred people cupped their hands in salute and then resolutely went to their new journey.

Yan Lai was very silent as he watched the three hundred people leave Qingyun Mountain.

It was unknown whether it was worry or joy.

"Mr. Yan Lai, the three hundred gentlemen have already set off."

Meng Qiao, the second leader of the Confucian school, reported to Yan Lai after seeing off the three hundred people.

"Of these three hundred people, how many will succeed?"

Yan Lai sighed, his body filled with both murderous intent and pity, much like a gentle Grim Reaper.

Meng Qiao was also very worried, but this matter had to be done. Not only their Confucian school, but also the Daoist and Buddhist schools were doing the same.

Only the Martial Dao Alliance was inherently insufficient. Its foundation was the Nanshi Martial Arts Hall and the recently recruited martial arts cultivators. It could not achieve the same uniformity as the three schools, and it could not spare so many people.

The current efforts of the Martial Dao Alliance are focused on integration, that is, to make the martial arts halls in various places recognize the Qingyun Mountain Martial Dao Alliance as their leader.

If everyone agrees, it will be much easier. After all, there are martial arts halls in every city.

Meng Qiao said, "Estimated two hundred people, a 60% success rate."

"Two hundred people! That means one hundred people will sacrifice themselves," Yan Lai said with regret.

Although sacrifice is inevitable, the thought still makes one's heart ache.

"Mr. Yan Lai, I wonder if you have recently paid attention to the news about the Buddhist school online?" Meng Qiao asked.

It seemed like a change of topic, but it was not. Seeing that Yan Lai was very confused, he continued, "Every one or two days, there will be a Buddhist school's mournful remembrance of a certain eminent monk or monks in a certain temple, unexpectedly synchronized. Moreover, these sacrificed eminent monks and temples are all 'heroic' sacrifices, such as a certain eminent monk saving someone, a certain eminent monk sacrificing himself to fight against the strange, a certain temple..."

"What's the trick?" Yan Lai asked.

Meng Qiao smiled and said, "There is a trick. According to our understanding, these sacrificed eminent monks were all previously notorious, or very secretive but did a lot of bad things, and some even made money and corrupted customs by being fake monks."

He added, "They are the main force of the 'heroic' monks who have recently passed away."

After hearing this, Yan Lai understood that this was the 'fake monks' before their sacrifice, to reshape their golden bodies.

After all, the Buddhist school's reputation is even worse than theirs.

"These bald donkeys are calculating to the extreme," Yan Lai said.

They were already objects that needed to be rectified due to their notoriety, and now they are using the opportunity to reshape their golden bodies to maximize their effect.

Recalling why Meng Qiao said this to him?

It was nothing more than telling himself that sacrifice is inevitable, and that they were still sacrificing normally. The monks were all crazy, 'sacrificing eminent monks' in a planned way to reshape their golden bodies.

Therefore, Yan Lai said, "I understand what you mean. Sacrifice is inevitable, I understand. It's just that I've been fighting in the wilderness recently and seeing my fellow disciples sacrifice themselves every day, which has made me a little sensitive."

Hearing this, Meng Qiao said seriously, "This is also the advice I want to give to you, sir. You cannot be sensitive, and you are not qualified to be sensitive."

Hearing these words, which seemed to be reprimanding Yan Lai, Yan Lai bowed and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Meng. Indeed, I am not qualified to be sensitive."

As the leader of a sect, he is not qualified to have pity and sensitivity. He needs to have an iron heart and use the smallest sacrifice to maximize the sect's interests.

"Mr. Meng, since the Buddhist school is doing well, then we will also imitate them and publicize the deeds of the three hundred gentlemen, and let our writers try to write them vividly and touchingly, mainly describing the heroic spirit and our aspirations, focusing on our belief in saving the people of the world..."

Meng Qiao smiled, because Yan Lai was back, with less pity and sensitivity, and more determination and faith.

Therefore...

In the next few days, such news appeared on the entire Internet from time to time.

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[The journey of the three hundred gentlemen, for the sake of the people of the world, the three hundred gentlemen of the Confucian school resolutely embarked on the journey, opening the way for the people, continuing the unique scholarship of past sages...]

As everyone knows, this journey is difficult...

Where there is sacrifice, there is more ambition, daring to call the sun and moon to change to a new sky...

Under the leadership of the Mysterious Master, the high-level officials headed by Mr. Yan Lai of the Confucian school...]

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[Mournfully mourning the passing of Venerable Master XX of XX Temple, Master XX sacrificed himself to save others... A retrograde in the face of the strange, a beacon in the dark night...]

A disciple asked: Master XX, you could have completely avoided this.

Master XX said: If I don't go to hell, who will?

Alas, another virtuous monk of our Buddhist school has passed away.

Master Mingzhi, the head of the Buddhist school's Qingyun Mountain headquarters, was extremely saddened upon hearing the news and said: Compassion, compassion.]

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[The Confucian school strictly implements the instructions of the headquarters, systematically...]

[Don't say that the Buddhist school is not good, let's take a look at the masters who have sacrificed recently, they...]

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