Corpse Soldiers by the Myriad; Wentian's Trump Card; Chunxia and Li Xian Caught by a Disciple

Li Xian silently kept track of the timing. The bell rang once every nineteen breaths. Each ring would dispel the evolution of martial arts and the circulation of Inner Qi... Once the sound passed, everything returned to normal. Li Xian had always been cautious and dared not treat this anomaly lightly. He first held his forces in check, gathering elders such as Zhao Chunxia, Yi Qianqian, Peng Sanluo, He Lijun, and Yang Piaoxue for discussion.

The elders were all newly promoted and lacked deep seniority. Though they were knowledgeable, they remained comparatively composed. Yet they could not fathom the reason behind this, so they sat facing Li Xian and discussed it. He Lijun said, "Could it be the miraculous effect of some rare treasure? I have read ancient records of strange bells whose tolling could shake the four regions. Perhaps it is some similar ancient bell?"

Yang Piaoxue said, "Or perhaps the bell itself is secondary, while the feng shui here is unique and influences us invisibly?"

Zhao Chunxia said, "Probably not. I suspect it is a natural resonance. Just like the 'Double Wafting Immortal Tone' within our bodies, which possesses wondrous effects. Natural terrain may likewise produce the strange rhythms of Celestial Notes."

All manner of theories were offered. Li Xian pondered deeply. "During our encounter at Tiger-Cry Ridge, the mournful cries of tigers and beasts echoed between the mountain rocks and sheer cliffs. Hearing them made one grief-stricken, heartbroken beyond endurance, longing to kill oneself on the spot and die, never again to suffer the misery of this world. The strange sounds of Heaven and Earth... possessing many wondrous effects is indeed reasonable. Elder Chunxia's explanation is the most likely."

They then devised a solution. At the instant the bell rang, they would try circulating the