The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 119 Ascension to Heavenly Status!
"Founding the Immortal Dynasty?" Su Xinghe exclaimed in surprise. After a moment's thought, he looked at Wang Yi in astonishment and said hesitantly, "The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established. The year is Jiazi, and the world is auspicious. During the Three Kingdoms period, what did Zhang Jiao of the Taoist sect do to establish the Taoist court?"

After saying this, he was puzzled. The world was relatively peaceful now, and the emperor of the Song Dynasty was a wise monarch. The power of the imperial court was unfathomable. If he dared to play the game of Tiangong Zhang Jiao, wouldn't he be courting death?
This move is even more of a disaster for the country and the people. The strength of Liao, Xia, Tubo and other countries should not be underestimated. If we are not careful, the tragedy of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms will be repeated. It is hard to imagine that such a smart boy would want to become a demon who would cause chaos in the world.

Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, and looked at the young man in front of him carefully, with a strong sense of vigilance rising in his heart.

Wang Yi smiled and said, "I guess so. Could you introduce Fellow Daoist Wuyazi to me?" Although his tone was polite, it revealed that it left no room for doubt.

Su Xinghe frowned and explained, "My master is seriously injured and has difficulty moving. He is no longer able to get involved in such a big event..."

"Lead the way. I don't want to use force, or it would be impolite." Wang Yi said in a tough tone, and tilted his head to look at the mountain wall behind the middle wooden house. From what he sensed, there was a strong aura hidden there.

Su Xinghe was startled when he heard this. When he saw the other party looking at the wooden house behind him, the glimmer of hope in his heart disappeared immediately. With the situation stronger than him, he could only shake his head dejectedly and turned around and said, "Follow me..."

As he spoke, he slowly walked into the middle wooden house, came to the wooden wall of the inner room, and slapped it with all his strength. With a bang, the wood and stones rolled down, revealing an empty compartment with no doors or windows.

Su Xinghe took out a tinder, lit the oil lamp on the wooden wall, and dispelled the darkness in the compartment.

"After so many years... someone finally cracked my chess game... it's not too late..." A deep and old voice came from behind the wall deep in the compartment, and the tone sounded very sad.

"Master..." Su Xinghe froze and called out in a complicated tone. He quickened his pace and came to the wall, then knelt down on the empty space in front of it.

Wang Yi followed closely behind, raised his hand and waved his green sleeves lightly against the board wall, which silently turned into tiny wood chips and fell, revealing a slightly smaller empty compartment.

Wang Yi's eyes were shining brightly, and he looked strangely at Wuyazi, who was hanging in the air by a black rope under the beam of the compartment.

His legs were crossed, as if he was sitting cross-legged in the air. His face was as white as jade, his hair was long and black, and his beard was three feet long without a single gray hair. His skin was as smooth as jade, without a single wrinkle, and his skin was as red as a baby's. He was in high spirits, elegant, and had an otherworldly temperament.

"Hmm?" Wuyazi asked in surprise. His eyes suddenly lit up and he looked intently at the young man in blue shirt outside the cubicle. After a while, he exclaimed:
"What a smart and handsome young man! What a terrifying spirit! What a solid divine will! What a strange... method of body training! Who is your master? Why is your method of cultivation so... strange?"

Wuyazi's tone was solemn, and he was in doubt. Xiaoyao Sect liked to collect martial arts from all over the world, and this was the first time he had seen such a strange method of body training.

In his perception, the young man's aura was as deep as the abyss, his energy was as fierce as a dragon and a tiger, and his spirit was as vast as the starry sky, which brought him great pressure.

Who is he? The head of the Xiaoyao Sect, he has a profound Taoist skill and has reached the realm of innate perfection. In his heyday, his innate true energy of ninety years was enough to look down on the world's strong. But even with such strength, he still felt quite pressured when facing the young man in front of him.

Wang Yi took a step forward and came to Wuyazi. He performed a Taoist salute and said with a faint smile, "I am Wang Yi, my Taoist name is Taiyi. Nice to meet you, Taoist friend Wuyazi."

"Chaos is not divided, it has no form or boundary, it has no form or image! Not bad, not bad... Daoist friend, your name is extraordinary..." Wuyazi's eyes lit up, and he praised with a smile. Then he looked at Su Xinghe outside the compartment and sighed faintly, "Fool... get up."

"Thank you, Master..." Su Xinghe's body trembled, and he stood up with tears in his eyes. He raised his sleeve to wipe the corners of his eyes, then stood respectfully at the side of the hole, waiting anxiously.

"My life is limited, but my knowledge is limitless. To pursue the limitless with the limited is dangerous... To seek the wisdom of the ancient sages, one must make choices and give up things. The name of Daoyou is also extraordinary."

Wang Yi smiled and nodded, adding in his mind: I am just too much of a perfectionist, too focused on appearance... too obsessed with love...

Wuyazi laughed at himself: "If I could really do this, I wouldn't have ended up like this..." Shaking his head, he asked again seriously: "Who is your master? Why is your method of cultivation so strange?"

"I have no sect or school, I am a solitary cultivator in the mountains. The method I practice is what I learned from the wisdom of the ancient sages."

Wuyazi rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "If you don't want to talk, forget it. I'm not a fool. This nonsense can only fool a three-year-old pheasant." He shook his head, lost interest in the conversation, and asked directly, "Tell me the purpose of your visit to me."

He didn't have the audacity to invite the other party to join the Xiaoyao Sect. Just thinking about it, he knew that the other party's master must be extraordinary, as his strength was not inferior to his own. There was no need to humiliate himself.

"Build an immortal court, preach the world, and ascend to a heavenly position!" Wang Yi spoke each word with a serious expression.

"Hmm? What does this mean? Building an immortal court and preaching to the world, these two points I can understand, but how can we talk about ascending to a heavenly status?" Wuyazi looked surprised and frowned as he thought.

Wang Yi put his hands behind his back and walked slowly, saying, "Fellow Daoist, what do you think humans are in relation to the universe?"

Wuyazi was slightly startled, and frowned unconsciously in deep thought. After a long pause, he slowly said: "Humans are the most intelligent creatures in the world and the masters of all things. However, in the eyes of the world, humans are as insignificant as a speck of dust, or a fleeting spark."

Wang Yi nodded, his eyes deep as he said, "That's right, the world is unkind and treats all things as straw dogs. Although humans are the most intelligent creatures, they are as small as ants between heaven and earth. But dust can also gather into mountains and rivers, and sparks can also become rivers and seas. The human heart is the heart of heaven, and humans and heaven and earth may help each other grow."

He wanted to try to see if the world would become stronger as the strength of all living beings increased. Or if the strength of all living beings increased, would the spiritual energy between heaven and earth become denser?
During the Tianlong period, there were strong men like Wuyazi and Sweeping Monk. During the Legend of the Condor Heroes period, there were the Five Great Masters who were the best in the martial arts world. During the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber period, there was Zhang Zhenren who was invincible. During the Smiling Proud Wanderer period, there was Dongfang Bubai who was a god incarnate. Since then, the strong men in the world have been weaker and weaker, and in the end, martial arts have completely become a farming trick.

In his estimation, this might be caused by the decline of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The spiritual energy of the main world is vast and boundless, while the spiritual energy of the Tianlong world is so weak that it is almost imperceptible. The gap cannot be explained by reason at all.

If it continues to decline, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth may disappear completely, leading to a true era of spiritual extinction, and completely cutting off the path of spiritual practice for all living beings.

Wuyazi was stunned, stroking his three-foot-long beard and thinking. This boy's point of view was novel, which made him feel refreshed. After a moment of hesitation, he slowly said:
"It is recorded in ancient books: From chaos comes yin and yang, from yin and yang comes all things, and the four seasons give birth to the heaven and earth. According to what you said, the human heart is the heart of heaven, and the heart of heaven is the heart of heaven and earth. If the human heart is strong, the heart of heaven is also strong, and the heaven and earth are also strong! This theory of ascending to the heavenly status does make sense."

Wuyazi paused for a moment when he said this. He looked at Wang Yi, who was pacing back and forth, in silence and said unhappily, "You are relying on this barely plausible conjecture to do something that would change the world... Are you sure you are not crazy?" He knew that there were many crazy people in the Taoist sect. But there were very few who were as crazy as the boy in front of him...

Wang Yi stopped and tilted his head to look directly at Wuyazi. The light of wisdom shone in his eyes, and his voice was steady and powerful: "The human heart is connected with the heart of heaven, and the power of all living beings complements the power of heaven and earth. This is the Tao! I want to build an immortal court and preach the Tao to the world, so that all living beings can practice and the world will return to its peak. This is also the Tao!"

Wuyazi frowned and murmured, "Let the world return to its prime..."

"The heaven and earth have qi, which can be divided into clear and turbid. The clear qi has spirit, which is called spiritual qi. Taking it can help improve your cultivation..." Wang Yi glanced at Wuyazi, paused, and continued: "Daoyou is now constantly blending with the heaven and earth, taking in the clear spirit. This is the unity of heaven and man, and it is the innate state."

"But the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is declining! Or rather, it has been declining since ancient times. How strong were the warriors in the past? How strong are the warriors today? If the spiritual energy continues to decline, martial arts will no longer exist in the future, heaven and earth will be devoid of spiritual energy, and the path for all living beings to practice will be completely cut off!"

Wang Yi's eyes were firm and fervent, and a sense of "who else but me" rose to the sky. His firm words shook the air and made a buzzing sound:
"This is not conjecture, but the observable law of heaven and earth! I am not crazy, I just want to try to save the declining trend of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. For my own sake, and for all living beings in this world!"

"You are such a bold young man!" Wuyazi was deeply shocked after hearing these words. Judging from the boy's bone age, he was only just over sixteen years old. How could he have such amazing insights and courage at such a young age?
Many ancient books of the Xiaoyao Sect record many seemingly true deeds of powerful people:
The Overlord Xiang Yu, with his strength to move mountains and rivers, fought against millions of troops alone.

Han Xin, the genius of war, blocked the Wujiang River and forced the King of Chu to death with one blow.

He was granted the title of Marquis of Langjuxu, slayed the Xiongnu, cut off the national destiny of his clan, and compared himself with the immortals and gods with his mortal body.

Marquis Wen Lu Bu, stood against the million-strong army of the princes.

King Wu Guan Yu...

Martial God Ran Min...

……

When Wuyazi thought about this, he suddenly felt that what the boy said made sense.

I used to think that these were all exaggerations made by later generations about the ancients, but now I think that the strength of the strong in the world at that time might have been really terrifying.

At the age of 21, Guanjun Hou reversed the fate of the Xiongnu and achieved the immortal fame of Fenglangjuxu. It is understandable that the boy in front of him has such insight and courage at the age of 16...

Wuyazi suppressed his thoughts and looked at Wang Yi solemnly: "Your extraordinary insight and courage have shocked me and made me deeply admire you. But according to what you said, the difficulties and obstacles involved are probably harder than climbing to the sky, and it can even be said that it is impossible to do it."

"Is it really worth it to do something so earth-shattering just for something so illusory? If you are not careful, you will end up being infamous for all eternity."

Wang Yi smiled calmly and said nonchalantly: "To pursue one's own path, one must always face challenges head-on, right? As for leaving a bad reputation for eternity? Ha... why bother about other people's criticisms? If it succeeds, there will be no regrets, and if it fails, there will be no guilt in the heart! Success or failure is not important, the scenery along the way is what matters, and this gain is enough! This is worth it!"

Wuyazi fell silent upon hearing this, his eyes becoming extremely complicated for a moment. Seeking the scenery on the road... such a pure heart of seeking the truth... made him feel deeply ashamed.

I spent the first half of my life seeking the wisdom of the ancients, and my talent and ability were as great as those of nature, which was worthy of the name Wuya. But in the second half of my life, I fell into love, and it was for the so-called love that I ended up like this...

Boundless, cliffless...it's really ridiculous!
Ever since the two of them talked about the status of ascension, Su Xinghe was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time. Looking at the young man in green who was talking eloquently, he couldn't help but feel admiration and awe in his heart.

Now that I think about it, it is quite normal for a person with such insight and courage to easily break the chess game that I have been studying for half my life...

Wang Yi walked slowly forward, approached Wuyazi, looked directly into his eyes full of complicated expressions, and said seriously: "I would like to invite you to join my Niming Pavilion and serve as the owner of Wenyuan Tower. I wonder if you are willing?"

After talking for so long, it’s time to get straight to the point.

The Xiaoyao Sect has a profound heritage: martial arts, medicine, divination, astrology, chess, calligraphy, painting, mechanical work, the five elements and the eight trigrams, Qimen Dunjia, lunar calendar, water conservancy, economics, military strategy, and everything else. Coupled with the special rules for accepting disciples, it is destined that there are many geniuses and eccentrics among the disciples, and well, there are also many... idiots.

The Wenyuan Building he envisioned would be responsible for strategic planning and talent cultivation, and would be responsible for formulating strategic plans to ensure the continued development and growth of the Niming Pavilion.

Xiaoyao Sect's background is very suitable for Wenyuan Tower. Although Wuyazi is a little bit shabby, he is an absolute talent. If he can recruit him for his own use, it will undoubtedly be of great help to his plan.

Wuyazi was stunned. Did the other party want to use him for his own purposes?
I was about to retort angrily, but when I thought of what he had just said, my anger suddenly dissipated... Renjie, who was so broad-minded and bold, was looking up to me for wanting to subdue me. If I got angry about this, it would be a disparagement of myself, and I almost got into trouble.

“Alas…” Wuyazi sighed inexplicably, spread his hands, shook his head helplessly and said: “Fellow Daoist, you have also seen my situation. It’s not that I don’t want to help you, but I really have no power to do so. What can I do…”

This was considered a polite refusal of the other party. Although he admired the boy's ambition and even had deep respect for his courage, he, Wuyazi, was the head of the Xiaoyao Sect and one of the most powerful people in the world. How could he be inferior to others?

Wang Yi stood up straight, and said solemnly: "I have a method that can help you rebuild your body and restore you to your original state. I don't know if you are willing to lend a helping hand."

"Really?!" Wuyazi opened his eyes slightly, his eyes were shining, his long hair was flying, his clothes were rustling, and a terrifying aura filled the surroundings.

Su Xinghe came back to his senses with a start, fell to his knees, and begged in a trembling voice: "I beg the Taoist priest to cast a spell to save my teacher. If my teacher can be reborn, I am willing to serve him wholeheartedly for the rest of my life, even to the death!"

(End of this chapter)