Jokes aside, everyone still slowly explained the details of the inner canon of the exercises to Zheng Qiu.

For the major sects in the Cloud Sleeve Continent, the formation is just the icing on the cake, but the exercises are the foundation of the sect.

Having a book of excellent quality exercises is the foundation of the Yunsleeve Sect, and only in this way can people be attracted to come to learn from the teacher and teach powerful disciples.

Like the Frost Pavilion, one of the top ten sects, there was only one exercise at the beginning of its establishment, called "Frost Decision".

Later, he also relied on it to teach a large number of disciples with superb cultivation, and gradually gained a firm foothold in Cloud Sleeve.

However, the sect will never be satisfied with one exercise, after all, cultivators have different roots and bones, and they need to be taught according to their aptitude.

Therefore, one more kind of exercises, one more type of disciple that can be taught.

Like the current internal canon of exercises, for the ten major sects with many exercises, it is just a normal auction.

But for other sects with inferior strength, this is a battle related to the future of the sect, if they can grab a good exercise, the prosperity of the sect in the future is just around the corner.

After hearing these words, Zheng Qiu couldn't help swallowing his saliva, if the exercises were really that important, it seemed that heavy bleeding would be inevitable today.

The internal canon of the exercises is being held in the treasure building here, and in Wentianfeng, Zheng Zhisong is in a hurry.

In the morning he sat in the garden and thought about it, and felt that something was wrong.

Yun Sleeve said that he wanted to adjust his mentality, but it had been a day and a night, so why hadn't he come out of the house yet.

So he walked outside the house, knocked lightly on the door, and asked, "Yunyou, are you okay?"

How about you, would you like to come out and sit in the garden?"

But no one in the room answered. Zheng Zhisong frowned, put his ear to the door and listened carefully, but there was no movement in the room.

His heart jumped, and a faint bad premonition rose, so he quickly urged his strength to slap the door open, and rushed into the house in stride.

"Yun You, Yun ......"

There was still a faint shadow in the house, the windows were closed, the tables, chairs and bedding were neatly arranged, and it seemed that no one had come at all.

"Oops, Yun Youren, this stupid kid won't go to Wen Jian Sect for revenge. ”

Zheng Zhisong was very anxious, rushed out of the courtyard and searched along the road of Tianfeng, and shouted: "Yun You, Yun You, where are you?" Yun You......

At the same time, he asked the disciples of the Qianyun Sect along the way to see if anyone had seen Yun You.

Many disciples of Tianfeng knew this woman in a wheelchair, but the strange thing was that no one had seen Yun You today, not even the punished disciples who got up in the morning to clean the mountain road.

Zheng Zhisong was even more uneasy, could it really be that he went to Wen Jianzong to seek revenge?

He hurriedly ran to Dongyingke Peak, where the Wen Sword Sect lived, and asked the disciples of the Qianyun Sect who were on duty there if they had seen a female cultivator in a wooden wheelchair.

But the disciples of Dongyingke Peak said that they had not seen it.

He also told him that the major sects on the mountain had gone to Zhenbao Peak to participate in the Inner Canon, and if the woman also wanted to find someone, she should go to the Inner Canon.

Then Zheng Zhisong ran to Zhenbao Peak and asked the disciples of the Qianyun Sect who were maintaining order on the avenue.

But those disciples gave him the same answer, they had never seen a female cultivator in a wheelchair.

Strange, where did Yun Yu go?

Wherever she may appear, there is no trace of her, is it just disappearing out of thin air?

Zheng Zhisong reluctantly returned to Wentian Peak.

Not long after stepping into Wentian Peak, a brilliant streamer fell from the sky and instantly fell in front of Zheng Zhisong.

The air currents carried by the flight crashed against the ground, whipping up a wind mixed with broken grass and dust.

Zheng Zhisong raised his sleeve to cover it, and as the air flow dissipated, he saw clearly that the person in front of him was his master, Elder Ming Sijiu.

Ming Sijiu was dressed very normally today, not the kind of seductive gauze skirt, but the most common long-skirted sect dress in the Qianyun Sect.

The sect's robe has a purple cloud pattern, which proves that the identity of the person wearing it is an elder.

"The master is dressed so formally today, it should be because of the Qianyun book, I didn't see her two days ago, I guess I'm busy with the ceremony. ”

Zheng Zhisong lowered his head slightly, thinking secretly.

Ming Sijiu didn't talk nonsense, and asked straight to the point: "As soon as I asked Tianfeng, I heard other disciples say that you are looking for Yun You, what's wrong with Yun You?"

Zheng Zhisong has been following Ming Siyan for five years, knowing the master's temper, it is best not to ramble and talk directly about the key points when answering.

"Master, if I don't pay attention, Yunyou will be gone.

Just now I went to Dongyingke Peak and Zhenbao Peak to ask, no disciple has seen her, I really don't know where people have gone. ”

Ming Sijiu frowned slightly, and continued to ask: "You go to Dongyingke Peak and Treasure Peak to find Yunyou?"

Did Yun Yu have anything to do with these two places before she disappeared? ”

Zheng Zhisong looked at the disciples who passed by from time to time on the mountain road, and replied, "Master, I'm afraid it's not convenient to talk about this matter here." ”

"Okay, say in another place, you come with me. Ming Sijiu blinked, nodded and flew into the air.

Zheng Zhisong hurriedly urged his strength, pulled out two daggers from his waist and threw them into the sky, and at the same time jumped up, and also set up a streamer to follow.

Two streams of light fell into a square tall building, which was the residence of Elder Ming Sijiu, Wen Si Lou.

Entering the building, Ming Sijiu took Zheng Zhisong and landed on the floor where the books were stacked, and said, "There are no other disciples here, you can say, what happened." ”

Zheng Zhisong showed a worried look on his face: "Back to Master, I am worried that Yun You will go to Wen Sword Sect to seek revenge, so I will go to Dongyingke Peak and Treasure Peak to find it."

Here's how it goes......"

He told the story of the day before yesterday when he was shopping in Yuanwufeng and met the people of the Wenjian Sect, from beginning to end.

The more I listened, the worse my face became.

When Zheng Zhisong finished speaking, she snorted coldly: "Wen Jianzong's gang is strong and strong, and they all go to the sky one by one, and they actually spread wild on the territory of my Qianyun Sect, and give them some color sooner or later."

Zheng Zhisong, what is going on between Mo Junrong and the Fog Seeking Sect you just mentioned, let's talk about it in detail. ”

Zheng Zhisong nodded, and told all the process of the destruction of the Mist Seeking Sect that Yun You had said.

At the same time, he told the master that although Yun You did not say who the traitor was, judging from the situation the day before yesterday, this traitor was definitely Mo Junrong.

It's just that he has now stolen the beam and changed the pillar and has become a disciple of the Wen Sword Sect, so Zheng Zhisong is very worried about Yun You's situation.

After listening to Zheng Zhisong's narration, Ming Sijiu had an expression of seeing something foul.

Biting his lip and scolding: "It's really disgusting, it's really eye-opening to have such a person." ”

She thought for a moment, then re-set up the streamer and flew into the air along the patio as she said, "Let's go to Yunyu's room and have a look, maybe there are clues."

"Boom, boom, two streamers crossed the sky, and soon fell into the small courtyard where Zheng Zhisong and Yun You lived.

Dissipating the radiant light, Elder Ming Sijiu didn't say a word, and directly pushed open the door of Yunyou's room and stepped into it.

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