Preaching the Dao (Big Chapter Seeking Monthly Ticket)

The bright moon shone overhead, casting the shadows of drifting clouds.

A cool, faintly chilly evening breeze swept through the steam rising from the tea. Sitting in the spacious little courtyard, He Ao set down the temporary phone he had just bought, cradled the hot tea in his hands, and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

Within the vision affected by the Eye of Truth, certain extremely subtle, barely perceptible changes seemed to have appeared in the deepest underlying lines of this narrow courtyard.

Those changes seemed to have existed from the moment he arrived in this courtyard. When he had "taken disciples," they had been completely solidified along with those invisible ripples.

He Ao could sense that these changes had some special "mystical connection" with the Eye of Truth, the Page of the Book of Past Days, and himself, but he still could not fully understand what they did.

However, from what he could tell so far, sitting in this courtyard seemed to have deepened his "understanding" of martial arts to some extent.

Simply put, his "comprehension" had increased somewhat.

This courtyard seemed to have become some kind of anomalous area capable of increasing one's comprehension of martial arts.

This had not been something He Ao deliberately created. It was more like some kind of "response" the world itself had made to one of his actions.

More precisely, some of his actions had "interfered" with the world around him in a mystical sense, and thus received a "response" from the Main World.

And he could vaguely feel that his "connection" with heaven and earth had grown stronger.

This was not the first time He Ao had received a "response" from the Main World. When he advanced to C-rank, he had gained more "energy" in the dawn and