I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Time flies, and seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Chi Yangzi sat alone on the main seat of the Chi Xiao Palace, his fingers unconsciously stroking the rice paper on the table.

The above contents are just some fragmentary records of Wu Zong's "Five Extremes Body-Calming Exercises".

Over the years, the Chixiao Sect has been secretly spying on Wu Zong's classics.
They put a lot of effort into this.

However, the spies sent out or the use of various other methods only managed to obtain these things in the end.

The records on the remaining pages are incomplete and do not contain any important key information.

However, with Chi Yangzi's vision and experience, he could also see the extraordinary aspects of it.

The unique concept and novel way of cultivation caused ripples in his heart.

He suddenly twirled his long pale beard, and a hint of thought flashed in his eyes.

"The Way of the Five Extreme Acupoints."

"If it can be incorporated into the Chixiao Sect's martial arts system"

Before he finished speaking, a notification was heard from outside the hall.

"Reporting to the Grand Elder, disciple Chi Yun requests to see you."

After Chi Yun entered the hall, he bowed slightly and then said:
"Master, the Great Southern Region Body Tempering Sect Alliance has been established, and the other nine sects have all joined, except for the Wu Sect."

"If possible, I can visit Wu Zong right now with the invitation."

His voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and his logic was clear.

This was something they had already discussed long ago, the so-called Great Southern Region Body Tempering Alliance,
In name, it was to 'discuss the way to integrate body tempering and martial arts', but in reality it was for the sake of martial arts classics.

Chi Yangzi listened to Chi Yun's words and nodded slightly: "If that's the case, then go ahead."

……

A gentle breeze blows in front of the gate of Wuzong Mountain.

Feng Yao stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping over the team of Chixiao sect disciples behind Chi Yun.

Those disciples were dressed in scarlet Taoist robes, lined up in neat rows, and exuded a murderous aura.

Feng Yao raised the corners of his lips slightly, but spoke with a somewhat distant tone: "I haven't seen Daoist Fellow Chi Yun for many years. You are still as elegant as ever. You must have worked hard to come from afar."

When Chi Yun heard Feng Yao's words, he seemed to have forgotten the shame of his defeat in the past.

He just smiled and handed over the golden card of "Great Southern Region Body Tempering Sect Alliance" and said:
"Your sect's martial arts method of tempering the body is unique. Now, my Chixiao Sect would like to invite your sect to join the 'Great Southern Region Body Tempering Sect Alliance'."

"Let's discuss the way to integrate the body-tempering and martial arts. I hope Elder Feng will help us."

Feng Yao looked at Chi Yun's actions and naturally knew that the real purpose of the Chixiao Sect was not to discuss the so-called way of integration, but to covet Wu Zong's martial arts classics.

Feng Yao just remained calm and started to laugh continuously, avoiding the traps in Chi Yun's words.

His response was ambiguous, neither directly rejecting nor easily agreeing: "Daoyou Chiyun is too polite. This matter is of great importance and needs to be carefully considered."

"My Wu Sect has always been willing to communicate with other sects, but the matter of joining the sect alliance still needs the decision of the sect leader."

"But now that the sect master is in seclusion, I'm afraid it will take some time."

Feng Yao spoke slowly and calmly, his words revealing a sense of calmness and composure.

Chi Yun felt a little impatient as he listened to Feng Yao's words.

But he also knew that Feng Yao would not give in easily, so he could only suppress his dissatisfaction and continue to deal with it.

Chi Yun smiled at this moment and said, "Don't think that my Chi Xiao Sect is trying to spy on your sect's martial arts classics."

He deliberately raised his voice a little, with a hint of clarification:

"My Chixiao Sect is the leader of the Body Tempering Sects in the Great Southern Region, and we will also share our experience in the practice with your sect as a demonstration."

As he spoke, he raised his chin slightly, showing a confident and generous attitude, and handed over a small jade slip:

"This is the 'Fire Cloud Divine Body', the top body-tempering technique of our Chixiao Sect."

The jade slip was light green in color, with a smooth surface and a faint fiery glow.

Feng Yao looked at the jade slip that Chi Yun handed over, his eyes narrowed slightly.
He reached out to take the jade slip, and then probed his consciousness into it.

When he saw the contents of the jade slip, his eyes suddenly turned cold:

"Fellow Daoist Chi Yun, what is the content of this jade slip?"

"It seems a little incomplete?"

Chi Yun was not in a hurry when Feng Yao asked him this: "Although it only contains content related to cultivation to the fourth realm, if Wu Zong can present the classics first, we will definitely be able to see the full text."

He still had that hypocritical smile on his face when he said this: "After all, according to reason, Wu Zong is located in the Great South Region and is also a member of the Tempering Body Alliance."

"Even the core skills of my Chixiao Sect have been made public."

"If your sect does not wish to publish the technique."

"Please ask your sect to include the martial arts classics in the 'Great Southern Region Kung Fu General Record'."

"Lest you become an outsider, this is the 'orthodox rule' agreed upon by the sect alliance."

He spoke every word with great emphasis at this moment, trying to put pressure on Feng Yao and make him submit.

Feng Yao listened to Chi Yun's words and immediately understood his intention.

His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of coldness.

The Chixiao Sect wants to use the name of "the orthodoxy of the sect" to forcibly collect martial arts classics.

If you refuse, you will become an enemy of the entire body tempering world in the Great Southern Region.

This is a very sinister plot, which is both under the banner of high-sounding and contains hidden threats.

Feng Yao knew clearly that this was a trap set by the Chixiao Sect in order to obtain Wu Zong's martial arts manuals.

Feng Yao remained calm on the surface, not showing any panic: "Daoyou Chiyun, this 'orthodox rule' does make sense."

"But my martial arts classics are still being improved."

"It may be inappropriate to rashly include it in the 'Great Southern Region Cultivation Methods Record'."

"After all, an imperfect technique might harm you all..."

When Chi Yun heard Feng Yao's refusal, his sneer began to become a little grim, and his eyes revealed a hint of ferocity: "Elder Feng, have you thought it through?"

"Your clan is now in the Great Southern Region. If you insist on going against the clan alliance."

Feng Yao clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, I can't obey your order!"

Chi Yun then snorted coldly, then turned around with a big stride, flicking his sleeves, leaving only the last words floating in the wind:

"Don't let this ruin the sect's future."

Their figures gradually disappeared on the road in front of the mountain gate, leaving only Feng Yao standing there.

Feng Yao looked in the direction they left, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He knew that a bigger crisis might be coming, but he never regretted his decision.

Sure enough, within three days, Wuzong was truly retaliated by the Chixiao Sect.

Lu Chi rushed into the meeting hall with an angry look on his face, and slammed the jade slip in his hand heavily on the table:
"Master, the Chixiao Sect is going too far!"

"The Black Flame Mine just sent a message saying that the mine has run out of gas?"

"It's a liar!"

As he spoke, he became extremely excited and kicked the bronze tripod beside him.
With a loud bang, the bronze tripod fell to the ground under his kick, and then rolled a long distance along the ground.

At this moment, another disciple came to report: "Sect Master, the sect's merchant caravan was attacked in the Red Flame Forest."

"Thirty million kilograms of spiritual rice are nowhere to be found!"

Guan Zetian sat there quietly, looking down at the warehouse list in his hand. He looked at the words "Spiritual rice reserves: more than two months" and frowned.

"The sect master is now in seclusion, so we can only act with caution and not act rashly."

Guan Zetian raised his head and said, "Notify all peaks that the spiritual rice ration will be reduced by half starting today."

"Also, prepare to activate the spare spiritual field in the back mountain."

"Although the spiritual energy is thin, it can always solve the urgent problem."

This is a helpless move, but it is also the most feasible solution at the moment.

"In the past, our ancestors always said that the spiritual energy in the back mountain was insufficient and not suitable for farming. But now we can only try our best to save the situation."

Guan Zetian, as the apparent helmsman of Wuzong, was also extremely helpless.
But he knew that no matter what, he had to lead the sect through this difficult time.

After the order was given, Wu Zong's disciples headed to the back mountain.

With the efforts of a group of monks, the back mountain was quickly opened up and seeds were planted.

They worked until late at night, and finally the entire back mountain was set up with the spiritual spring and the formation.

At this moment, Guan Zetian had just sat down in the room and was about to take a rest.

Just then, he heard a "crackling" sound coming from outside the window. His heart tightened and a bad premonition came to his mind.

Without any hesitation, he pushed the door open and walked out.

I saw a red light rising into the sky from the direction of the back mountain, and a raging fire burning in the night sky.

The fire, carried by the night wind, was like a giant red dragon, rolling and raging in the spiritual field.

The temperature of the flame was extremely high, and the heat wave was so strong that it was almost impossible to get close to it.

Lu Chi had already rushed to the front, seemingly unaware of the heat of the flames. While running, he shouted "Protect the spiritual rice".

Feng Yao stood a little further away, his eyes quickly and calmly scanning the sea of ​​fire.
"Why... did it suddenly catch fire?"

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he pointed his finger at the center of the fire, shouting, "Be careful! It's the Fire Cloud Butterfly!"

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw countless tiny red butterflies flying through the flames.

The flapping of the wings of those Fire Cloud Butterflies brought with them a scorching breath. Wherever they passed, the spiritual plants withered quickly and their vitality disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, the disciples became extremely anxious. They quickly used their respective magical weapons to try to control the fire.

However, the fire ignited by the Fire Cloud Butterfly was not an ordinary fire, and it would be difficult to extinguish even for a cultivator.

In addition, the fire was so huge, and the heat waves emitted by the raging fire made it difficult for the disciples to get close.

The disciples could only watch the fire continue to rage from a distance.

Fortunately, Guan Zetian is also here. With his divine realm cultivation, he can destroy this group of Fire Cloud Butterflies.

After a while, the fire was finally put out.

But at this time, the spiritual field in the back mountain had already changed beyond recognition.

Thousands of acres of spiritual rice have been turned into scorched earth. The land that was once full of vitality has now become a wasteland.
The air was filled with a pungent burnt smell that made people want to vomit.

The disciples looked at the tragic scene before them, their hearts filled with helplessness and heartache.

However, misfortunes never come singly.

Before the night was over, the outer disciples who were in charge of purchasing hurried back and brought back a piece of news.
That is, the Chixiao Sect posted a "bounty order" in various cities, and the bounty order read "Wu Zong's disciple fled with the evil magic book."

This is a complete distortion of the truth and a malicious slander!
Moreover, the Chixiao Sect also offered a generous reward, and anyone who reported it could receive a thousand taels of spirit stones.

This news made everyone very angry. The behavior of the Chixiao Sect was really despicable.

When Guan Zetian heard the news, his face became very solemn.

He realized that the Chixiao Sect’s goal was very clear.

They wanted to force Wuzong to surrender or destroy himself by strangling his resources.

First, they destroyed Wu Zong's spiritual fields, cutting off the sect's spiritual rice supply.
Now, bounty notices are being posted in various cities to slander Wuzong's disciples in an attempt to isolate Wuzong from the outside.

The series of methods used by the Chixiao Sect are closely linked and extremely vicious.

Faced with all kinds of difficulties and oppression from the Chixiao Sect, Guan Zetian understood that if he wanted to find a glimmer of hope for Wuzong, he could not just sit there and wait for death.

After some thought, he decided to go to "Cangyan City" in person.

The "Wanbao Pavilion" is a major force throughout the Earthly Immortal Realm. The Wanbao Pavilion located in the Great Southern Region has always remained neutral.
Perhaps we can reach a cooperation with Wu Zong and alleviate the sect’s current predicament.

When he arrived at the gate of Cangyan City, he was stopped by an elder of the Chixiao Sect: "Where do you want to go, Sect Master Guan?"

"Why don't you follow me back to the Scarlet Sky Palace and discuss the matter of the classics?"

Guan Zetian snorted coldly and ignored him. He stepped into the city and came to the Wanbao Pavilion, and reported: "Please inform them that Wuzong Guan Zetian is visiting."

After going upstairs, what Guan Zetian didn't expect was that Chi Yangzi had been waiting here for a long time.

Chi Yangzi sat in the main seat in the pavilion with a faint smile on his face.

That smile carried a kind of confidence that one was in control of everything, as if Guan Zetian's arrival was within his expectations.

Guan Zetian's heart sank when he saw this scene.

Chi Yangzi lazily leaned on the chair, his posture was casual, but he exuded the arrogance of a superior.

His eyes fell on Guan Zetian with a smile: "Why is Sect Master Guan so stubborn?"

"As long as you hand over the Five Extremes Body Calming Technique to the sect alliance."

"I, the Chixiao Sect, guarantee that ten carts of spiritual ore and spiritual rice will be sent to your sect tomorrow."

While he was laughing, he changed the subject again, and his tone suddenly became cold: "If not..." "Although the Great Southern Region is large, it cannot tolerate such a 'heretic' as your clan."

The threat is self-evident.

Guan Zetian stared at Chi Yangzi, and his mind suddenly became clear.

It turns out that from the beginning to the end, all they wanted was to crush Wuzong.

The so-called consultation and alliance are nothing but their excuses.

Guan Zetian felt a surge of anger in his heart, and also a hint of determination: "Senior Chi Yangzi."

"The martial arts classics of our martial arts sect are the result of the hard work of everyone in the sect."

"How could you give up just because of a little threat?"

"I came here today to discuss cooperation with Wanbao Pavilion, not to make a deal with your sect."

Chi Yangzi burst into laughter: "Then you can leave now! As long as I am here today, you will never get in touch with Wanbao Pavilion!"

Upon hearing this, Guan Zetian turned around and left.

Behind him, Chi Yangzi slammed the table with a loud bang: "If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!"

"From today on, every inch of land in the Great South Region will become your clan's burial place."

After returning to the sect, Guan Zetian knew that this was a critical moment of life and death.

He summoned the entire sect and swore a blood oath in the martial arts arena: "If Chi Xiao cuts off my path to survival, I will create a way to survive."

As he spoke, he was personally leading his elite disciples to enter the most dangerous Juetian Ridge in the Great Southern Region.

I hope to leave the Great Southern Region from here, find new opportunities, and give Wuzong a glimmer of hope.

Before leaving, he came to the place where Xie Que was in seclusion.

Looking at the tightly closed door, he felt guilty: "I am incompetent and have put the sect in dire straits. If I don't return in seven days, I beg the Sect Master..."

At this moment, Xie Que suddenly pushed the door open and walked out. (End of this chapter)