Yuantian Pidao

Chapter 103 Dingjiang Water Eye
In the upper reaches of the Qingyuan River, countless undercurrents are surging beneath the seemingly calm surface of the river.

At a certain moment, a figure came here upstream. He was wearing a black robe and there was a layer of obscure true energy flowing around him. His face could not be seen clearly and his breath could not be detected.

"It should be here."

Carefully sensing and looking at the undercurrent in front of him, the figure in black robe stopped.

After a moment, it was confirmed that everything was correct. The figure in the black robe was shrouded in a layer of strange mysterious light and walked directly into the turbulent flow. Under the constant tearing of the turbulent flow, his figure was distorted and finally disappeared like a bubble.

When he appeared again, he had arrived in a strange place. It was like a huge bubble. An invisible force isolated the river water outside. There was a clear spring flowing slowly inside, and a layer of spiritual sand and some spiritual stones of various shapes were scattered around.

Looking at the clear spring, the figure in black robe knew that he had come to the right place.

"There are nine nodes in the Qingyuan River's water veins. Although one node remains unfindable, finding this one now brings the total to eight, which is more than enough."

As his thoughts turned, the figure in the black robe took out a compass from his sleeve. There were shining talismans on it, which together formed a strange talisman array.

"go with!"

With his whole body filled with surging inner energy, the figure in black robe threw the compass in his hand out.

Roar, as the compass fell, the originally slowly flowing spring suddenly boiled, bursting out with a force that overturned the river, and it seemed as if something was roaring in a trance.

Noticing this change, the figure in black robe remained expressionless, as he had experienced similar things many times.

"The Qingyuan River is no longer the Qingyuan River it once was. Moreover, you are just a dead object after all, without any spirituality."

With the fingers forming a magic seal, the figure in black robe cast a magic seal to suppress the riot at the spring.

Buzz! A hazy spiritual light continued to fall. After being in a stalemate for most of the day, under the constant pressure of the figure in the black robe, the rioting spring gradually calmed down, and the talisman disk also took this opportunity to completely merge into the spring.

Seeing this, the figure in black robe breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Nine Water Eyes are originally one entity. Suppressing them becomes easier as we go further. The most difficult part is actually the first water vein node. Fortunately, this water vein has been interrupted before, otherwise there would be no chance at all."

The Qi circulated throughout the body, recovering the energy consumed, and the figure in the black robe retracted his own seal.

"Natural disasters combined with man-made disasters, I hope it will really work."

After his true energy recovered a lot, the figure in black robe took one last look at the water eye, turned around and left this strange place.

However, the outside world knew nothing about all these changes, and there was no obvious change in the Qingyuan River. Everything seemed to be the same as usual.

What really concerned everyone in Qingyuan County at this moment was the snow disaster. December was generally fine, but in January, there were several heavy snowfalls, and people froze to death in many places in Qingyuan County. Fortunately, God did not go too far after all. In February, the snow gradually slowed down and showed signs of dissipating.

Noticing such signs, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although this winter had brought some damage to Qingyuan County, it was still acceptable overall.

In Taiping Sect, in front of the Jinyang Palace, Jiang Chen's mind drifted to who knows where as he watched the thick clouds slowly dispersing. Three months had passed, and his cultivation had improved again, reaching the level of thirty-five acupoints, and he was only one step away from achieving minor success in Qi training.

However, it was this step that made Jiang Chen feel an obstacle for the first time in his Qi training. Yes, it was an obstacle. Previously, relying on the transcendent nature of top-grade true Qi, he used Qi as a sword and was invincible. Only this time was he blocked.

If the barrier to the acupoints before was a layer of paper that could be broken with a single poke, this time it was a wall of earth that required the slow, eroding effort of true Qi. "In Qi training, every thirty-six acupoints represents a hurdle. If you work at it slowly, it might take about half a year to break through each acupoint."

"If I force the attack, I can do it faster with the essence of my high-grade true qi. However, since the thirty-six acupoints are open and the first small cycle is formed, there is no need to be too hasty."

As his thoughts turned, Jiang Chen slowly withdrew his thoughts.

During these three months, there was heavy snow and everything seemed to slow down. He took this opportunity to further calm himself down. Not only did he cultivate the thirty-five acupoints of true qi, but he also practiced the Qi Condensation Technique, Qi Sword Technique, and Blood Evil True Flame Technique to the minor success level.

With powerful spiritual power and the blessing of the secret spiritual technique of Turtle and Snake Guarding the Heart, Jiang Chen has no distracting thoughts in his mind and has a considerable advantage in practicing magic.

The essence of magic is actually the circulation of true Qi and the changes in the properties of true Qi. The more advanced the magic, the higher the control over true Qi required. The consumption of mental energy in practicing it is actually quite large.

Under normal circumstances, it would be considered good for a cultivator who has just advanced to the minor success stage of Qi training to be able to practice one or two main spells to the minor success level.

"What is the current situation in Qinghe County?"

Calming his mind and suppressing his distracting thoughts, Jiang Chen glanced at Wang Yuan who was standing beside him.

Hearing this, Wang Yuan immediately came over.

"Master, the snow is falling heavily, and some areas of Qinghe County have also been affected. However, our sect has promptly organized guilds to provide assistance and help those in need. For the time being, the situation is relatively stable. As long as the weather doesn't fluctuate, there won't be any major problems."

In a low voice, Wang Yuan described the situation in Qinghe County one by one.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen nodded.

Natural disasters are terrible, and man-made disasters are equally terrible. During a major disaster, hoarding and profiting from others' misfortunes are very likely to occur. Fortunately, the Taiping Sect was well prepared and had sufficient control over Qinghe County. They intervened in time and prevented such a thing from happening.

"The few who contributed the most this time should be remembered."

The words were vague, and Jiang Chen nodded.

Hearing this, Wang Yuan knew that those families were lucky this time. Following Jiang Chen like this, he knew that there were actually not many people who could be truly remembered by Jiang Chen, and these people often had only two endings: either die cleanly or become successful.

"Sir, during this snowstorm, County Magistrate Liao Yonghuai attempted to collect a snowstorm tax from Qinghe County under the guise of disaster relief. However, the guilds protested and the plan was abandoned."

After secretly glancing at Jiang Chen, Wang Yuan told him another story.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen raised his brows slightly.

The court of Nanjing Kingdom and the cultivation families jointly ruled the world. The court's control over the local areas was actually not that strong, especially in the relatively remote four southern counties. Based on the previous performance of the Taiping Sect, Liao Yonghuai should not have done this. What's more, this matter ended up in a whimper. Apart from losing his own prestige, Liao Yonghuai did not seem to have gained any benefits.

"Is our county magistrate really confused or just pretending to be confused? Let's pay more attention to him."

Leaving a word, Jiang Chen turned and walked into the Jinyang Palace.

Sensing Jiang Chen's arrival, a low roar was heard from the Jinyang Palace. Hearing this strange roar, Wang Yuan silently lowered his eyes and dared not look any further.

(End of this chapter)