I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

In the Wuzong Sutra Library, Xie Que sat cross-legged on a green jade cushion.
The miniature sea of ​​blood in front of him turned into a body, and the power of the five elements and the principles of yin and yang were constantly intertwined.

The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth each have their own nature and mutually restrain each other.

The way of Yin and Yang, one Yin and one Yang, complement each other and have infinite changes.

"The first two levels, 'Five Elements Body Building' and 'Yin Yang Body Building', have been completed. The third level..."

Xie Que murmured to himself: "The three talents are heaven, earth and man. Perhaps, we can start from this aspect."

His eyes lit up slightly, and he thought of a new idea.

He closed his eyes and thought, recalling the will of heaven that he felt in the earthly immortal world.

The three elements of heaven, earth and man are the basic laws of the earthly immortal world.

The sky represents the height, breadth and infinite power.
Earth symbolizes the qualities of heaviness, solidity and tolerance.
Humans embody wisdom, agility and creativity.

Since martial arts aims to sanctify the body, it is necessary to integrate the three elements.

"The body is like the earth, the blood is like the sky, the soul is like man..." Xie Que suddenly opened his eyes, and a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

"The three talents are heaven, earth and man."

"If you want to become a human immortal, you must first achieve the three talents!"

Xie Que's fingertips passed across the miniature blood sea incarnation, and its body instantly turned into three streams of light and dissipated.
The green air is as heavy as thick soil, the white air is as misty as layers of clouds, and the red air is as bright as fire.

"The earth supports everything, so the body must bear the weight of the mountains."

"The sky covers the sky, and the qi and blood should absorb the essence of the sun and the moon."

"The soul is the pivot, controlling the changes of heaven and earth."

The three air currents began to swirl continuously, and gradually the meaning of "it can allow all things to grow" came into being.

Before he finished speaking, the three streams of air suddenly transformed into a humanoid shape in a sea of ​​blood, and instantly shrank to a height of only a foot like a melting wax figure.

In the blink of an eye, the blood sea figure expanded to more than two meters.
But regardless of size, the strength of the blood and energy within it has not changed.

“When the body can follow the will of the spirit, the heaven and earth can be contained in a mustard seed.”

Xie Que suddenly smiled, and pointed his finger at the bloody little man's forehead.

The villain waved his hands together, and his body suddenly turned into a ball of green mist.
In a flash it turns into a stone, a gold bar, or even a tree.

“This is the true meaning of the Three Talents Way.”

"It's not about forcing fusion, but about making the body a melting pot where heaven, earth and man meet!"

“If one can make the physical body gather and disperse as desired, and change its size as desired, then one can communicate with the three elements, become a human immortal, and even achieve the unity of heaven and man.”

Xie Que understood that if he could only realize the impermanence of the physical body and the size of the body as desired,
You will be able to truly integrate the three elements of heaven, earth and man, and even achieve the state of harmony between man and nature.

"Now that we have a general idea, we can continue to deduce..."

So, he closed his eyes again and began to think deeply.
Prepare to use this new idea to derive the third level of the "Eight-Nine Profound Art".

……

And in the Chixiao Sect, in Chiyangzi's exclusive secret room, there was a strong smell of decay and a rich smell of medicine.

The candlelight flickered in the darkness, the dim light flickered, and cast distorted shadows.

Chi Yangzi sat cross-legged on the cushion, looking a little weak and tired.

His face was as pale as paper, bloodless, like a lifeless body.
There was a faint smell of rot coming from his body.
The smell was so pungent and unpleasant that it made people want to vomit.

More than ten years ago, his Red Blood Golden Ape incarnation was severely damaged in the confrontation with Guan Zetian.

The incarnation is one with his soul, so it also has a serious impact on his original body.

Over the past ten years, he has been taking all kinds of rare and precious medicines to repair his injuries, and has only managed to partially repair them.

Now, after countless days and nights of hard work, the cracks in his soul have healed almost completely.

But his spirit was still weak, and his eyes revealed fatigue and weakness.

In addition, he had been trapped in the realm of Half-Step Creation for too many years, and the years were like a ruthless torrent, leaving deep marks on his body.

This long period of time has caused his body to decay.

His skin had long lost its luster, becoming dry and wrinkled, and his bones were no longer as strong, with a faint smell of decay.

That was why he refined the incarnation of the red-blooded golden ape in order to maintain his own body tempering strength.

Otherwise, even though he has the cultivation level of half a step towards creation.

However, due to the decay of his flesh, it is difficult for him to exert the strength that a body-tempering monk should have.

This also made Chi Yangzi sigh that without the help of fate, he would be just an ant.

He thought that he could easily defeat Guan Zetian with his strength. After all, in his impression,
Guan Zetian was just an insignificant opponent and he could kill him easily.

But I didn't expect that I would lose!
This forced him to re-examine his own strength and situation, and made him more eager to achieve success and obtain the martial arts classics within the Wuzong.

It was just that because of a slight crack in his Dao Heart, Chi Yangzi also knew about it.
The hope of achieving good fortune on one's own is becoming increasingly slim.

And this emotion turned into resentment and anger at this moment.

"Martial arts, martial arts..." Chi Yangzi muttered to himself, his voice low and full of resentment, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I didn't expect that after Guan Zetian mastered martial arts, his body would be so strong."

He originally thought that he had enough strength, but he didn't expect that Guan Zetian's achievements after changing his cultivation would far exceed his imagination.

Thinking of this, Chi Yangzi's Dao heart seemed to be cracking even more.
He quickly reached out and took the jade bottle on the table. The jade bottle was crystal clear and emitted a faint light.

Chi Yangzi slowly opened a small jade bottle, and the first scent that came out was not the fragrance of medicine, but a smell of blood.

Upon closer inspection, one can see a faint blood-red glow on the surface of the pill, as if blood is flowing on it, giving people the illusion that the pill is made from blood.

Chi Yangzi stared at the pill, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he finally made up his mind, raised his head and swallowed it into his stomach.

The moment the pill entered his throat, Chi Yangzi's body trembled violently, as if hit by a powerful force.

His movements seemed a little hasty, but when the pill completely entered his body,
Chi Yangzi was suddenly stunned, as if time had frozen at this moment.

After a long while, Chi Yangzi came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream.

His face was a little pale, and there was even a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
But his Taoist heart, which was on the verge of collapse, miraculously regained its calm at this moment, making him breathe a sigh of relief.

"I haven't been out of seclusion for more than ten years..." Chi Yangzi muttered to himself.
"I don't know what's happening to Wu Zong now?"

At this moment, Chi Yangzi gradually had a bad premonition in his heart.

For monks, let alone more than ten years,
Even if it's a thousand or ten thousand years, it's just like this.

But at this moment, Chi Yangzi felt a little ominous.

“Wu Zong… Wu Zong…”

He raised his arm and snapped his fingers.

"Master...are you out of retreat?"

Not long after, a slight spiritual fluctuation came.

Then, a sound of footsteps came slowly from afar.

Chi Yun waited quietly outside the door, and when the footsteps approached, he hurried forward to report. After getting permission, Chi Yun hurriedly walked towards the quiet room.

The moment Chi Yun stepped into the quiet room, he suddenly had an illusion, as if he had entered a completely different world.

The atmosphere here is extremely depressing, forming a sharp contrast with the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Chi Yun stood there, feeling a little overwhelmed.

He lowered his head, leaned forward slightly, and his posture seemed a little stiff.

He didn't dare to look up and look directly into the eyes of his master Chi Yangzi, because there seemed to be a deep fear hidden in those eyes.

Chi Yun knew very well that his master was probably not in a good mood at the moment.

And within Chi Yun's sight, facing him was a table with a porcelain pill bottle on it.

Chi Yun's gaze was involuntarily drawn there. He stared at the porcelain pill bottle, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

After some observation, Chi Yun finally recognized that the porcelain pill bottle on the table was actually a container specifically used to hold the "Blood Soul Pill".

The so-called "Blood Soul Pill" is an extremely cruel pill. It is made from the blood and souls of a hundred monks who are less than a hundred years old.

Since he was defeated by Feng Yao in front of Wuzong Mountain last time, that failure has shattered his Taoism.
I have made almost no progress over the years.

If Chi Yun knew about this matter, he would most likely become a part of the Blood Soul Pill.

"Tell me, how is Wu Zong now?"

Chi Yangzi's voice was low, as if coming from deep in his throat.

There was a hint of fatigue in his tone, and his voice was hoarse, as if he had not rested for a long time.

Chi Yun swallowed his saliva, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, making a slight sound.
He considered his tone for a while, until Chi Yangzi became a little impatient, then he spoke:

"Master, over the past ten years... the Wu Sect has developed very quickly..."

As Chi Yun spoke, Chi Yangzi's expression gradually changed along with his words. His originally calm face now looked somewhat uncertain.

When Chi Yun mentioned the word "market", Chi Yangzi's eyebrows slightly raised, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Fangshi?" He repeated softly, as if thinking about something, "It seems that their spiritual rice production is amazing."

Chi Yun nodded and replied, "Yes, Master."

Chi Yun was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Moreover, the strength of Wuzong's disciples has increased very quickly."

These words made Chi Yangzi frown tightly, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

He couldn't help but think of the fierce battle between his Red Blood Golden Ape incarnation and Guan Zetian, in which Guan Zetian showed terrifying recovery ability and powerful blood and qi strength.

His so-called martial arts is indeed far beyond that of ordinary body-tempering monks.

Chi Yangzi still remembers Guan Zetian’s performance in the battle vividly and is still filled with fear.

"If this continues, according to this development trend."

"Wu Zong will become a big problem sooner or later!"

"It seems that we can only seek help from foreign races."

Chi Yangzi thought for a while, and then gradually spoke.

Chi Yun was startled and immediately looked up and asked, "Master, are you talking about... the Wu Clan?"

"But the Witch Clan is our enemy!" There was a hint of fear and resistance in his voice.

Chi Yangzi glanced at Chi Yun, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and that coldness seemed to be able to freeze the air.

"So what? The Wu Clan is the ancestor of body tempering."

"All the body-hardening methods in the world originated from the Wu clan."

"As long as we can borrow the power of the witch clan and use it for our own benefit."

"What's the big deal about dealing with Wu Zong?"

Chi Yun lowered his head and slowly lowered his head.

He said no more, his lips were slightly pursed, and no more sound came out.

He knew that his master had made up his mind and there was no way he could change it.

Moreover, for the survival of the Chixiao Sect and for the future of the sect, perhaps there is really no other choice.

……

Tianwu Pavilion is located at the westernmost part of the Great Southern Region. It is shrouded in thick fog all year round and is isolated from the world.

In autumn and winter, the snow is several feet deep.
Therefore, this place is often deserted.

Chi Yangzi stood quietly in front of the Tianwu Pavilion, his figure seemed a little blurry against the backdrop of thick fog and white snow.

He had a thin veil on his face, which completely concealed his true features, making it impossible to see his expression and look.

"Chi Yangzi from the Chi Xiao Sect requests to see Sect Master Bai Lian." Chi Yangzi's voice echoed in the silent world, clear and loud.

After a while, there was a dull sound and the tightly closed door slowly opened.

As the door opened, an old smell blew in, as if this Tianwu Pavilion had gone through countless years of vicissitudes.

An unusually tall Wu clan monk walked out of the door. His skin was as black as ink, and he looked like a moving hill.

He was ten feet tall, and standing in front of Chi Yangzi, he was like an insurmountable wall.

The body of the Wu clan monk was huge and strong, with knotty muscles.

"Follow me." His voice was as loud as a bell, echoing in the air.

Entering the Heavenly Witch Pavilion, Chi Yangzi saw only a few statues of ancestral witches standing in the center.
It exudes an ancient atmosphere, as if carrying the long history and heritage of the Wu clan.

Chi Yangzi followed the monk to the altar, and saw a white-haired witch sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. The witch's hair was as white as snow.
In the dim light, it flickers a faint glow, giving people an otherworldly feeling.

"Master Bai Lian, Chi Yangzi of the Chi Xiao Sect wants to ask for something."

Chi Yangzi saluted with his fists clasped in front of his chest, his body leaning forward slightly.

The white-haired witch opened his eyes, and his eyes that were originally tightly closed slowly opened.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Chi Yangzi explained Wu Zong's situation in detail, his speech was neither hurried nor slow.
He described all matters major and minor concerning Emperor Wuzong in detail, without missing any details.

Finally, he said: "The martial arts practiced by Wu Zong integrates body tempering and martial arts."

"The threat is huge. I, the Chixiao Sect, am willing to pay 30% of the spiritual ore in the Great Southern Region as the price."

"I beg the Wu Clan to investigate."

After saying that, Chi Yangzi stared closely at the white-haired witch, waiting for the other party's response.

Bai Lian, the head of the hall, hesitated for a moment, his brows slightly furrowed.
As if he was weighing the pros and cons, thinking quickly in his mind.

"The Wu Clan and the Human Clan have always kept to themselves."

"But Wu Zong's matter is worthy of attention. I will send someone to Wu Zong to investigate."

Chi Yangzi was delighted and quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Master Bai Lian."

"If we can get rid of Wu Zong, Chi Xiao Sect will keep its promise." (End of this chapter)