View the Tao and Break the Sky

He was originally an orphan in the mountains. When he was seven years old, the village was massacred by monks. Before he died, Uncle Ye gave him half a jade pendant and left a message: "The chess pieces can also understand the chess game." For ten years as a slave in the mines, he had endured and eked out a living, only to gain a meager level of cultivation at the second level of Qi training. Until a leaf with strange patterns allowed him to "see" the chaotic spiritual root in his body for the first time - a spiritual root that was rare to see in a hundred thousand years, but also the most useless because there was no technique to cultivate it. A blind old Taoist rescued him and told him: It was called Yi Wenye, and it contained the fragments of the ancient "Guanxin Tao". After thirty thousand years, I finally waited for someone who could understand it. From then on, he entered the Tao with chess and calculated to break the game. See through people's minds, predict cause and effect, and rewrite the rules. From the mine slave to the master of the chess city, from the chess piece to the chess player. He broke the class monopoly, abolished bloodline restrictions, and gave every oppressed person - mine slaves, collaterals, and mortals - a chance to succeed. But when he stood at the top of the Tiandao chessboard and looked back where he came from, he discovered: Of those confidantes, some have been missed, some have disappeared, and some have been keeping watch. Some of those brotherhoods soared, some stayed behind, and some parted forever. And the villains he thought he had killed all cast familiar glances in the light of a higher dimension. Mo Yan, Tantai Xue, Xiao Zizai, Xiao Bieli... It turns out that this is just a bigger game.