The Wheel-Turning Master

The quiet room was silent.

Lin Bai sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and came to the stone plate.

The cracks on the stone plate were still there, like strange patterns.

The outer mist was moon-white, with a slight hint of green, and stars were hidden in it.

"Xiu Xiu was thinking about me, and Aunt Gu protected me."

In the past, when practicing the flying knife method, the most important thing was to calm the mind. Later, I practiced the Ruyi Jingxin Jue, and the most important thing was to calm the mind.

Although I rely on refining tiger and wolf pills to calm my mind from time to time, there are actually few things that can disturb my mind.

After sitting quietly for a while, my heart became calmer and calmer.

"The theory of alchemy is to inherit the previous things, and it is formulated from my own experience, temperament, and destiny. It is extremely important for the future path."

After thinking for a while, my mind moved, and the mist surged.

Not long after, the mist gathered into a courtyard.

The black clouds were low, and it was hot and windless.

Lin Bai stood up and pushed the door into the yard. He saw a person lying on the ground. A young man was squatting on the ground, wiping a knife on the dead body.

Soon, the young man entered the house with a hatchet upside down. A woman was half-covered on the bed, showing her coquettishness.

"So uncle likes this..." The woman was lying on the table, and was about to make a fuss when the young man cut her throat from behind.

The young man acted decisively, and not a drop of blood splashed on him from beginning to end.

Lin Bai continued to walk forward, and saw the fog dispersed and reunited, which was a vast forest.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. A middle-aged man with disheveled hair leaned against a giant tree, with a sad face, but still heroic.

"The world is like a hostel, sighing that life is short, useless is useless after all..." The man raised his arm and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to chase the bright moon in the sky, but his injury was too serious and he couldn't do it.

Lin Bai stepped forward and came to a cave. I saw sunlight leaking through the gap above, and an old cultivator was in tattered clothes and covered with scars.

His face flashed purple, like endless shackles. Two young men, a man and a woman, were not far away, cautiously on guard, and the horror of surviving a near-death experience had not yet dissipated.

Soon, the old cultivator's life fire burned out, and the purple wisp also disappeared.

The old cultivator stepped forward, and his withered face was covered with blood.

"In the end, it will be a handful of yellow earth..." The old cultivator looked up and stretched out his arms, looking at the sunlight falling on the top of the cave, as if he wanted to chase it.

Lin Bai waved his sleeves to disperse the mist, and then condensed it again.

The flying snow had stopped, the morning light was dim, the sound of the wind was like a knife, and all things were fish meat.

Outside the small house, a woman held a sword and looked into the sky.

Lin Bai pushed open the house, and the charcoal fire in the house was like purgatory, burning endless death.

There was an old man on the bed in the house, and there was a red light on his withered face.

A young man sat by the bed with a serious face; a young girl sat by the bed with blank eyes.

The old man had a kind face and asked the young man and the girl to come forward to feel the pulse.

"This is the pulse of death."

The last words were not surprising, and he did not even explain the ownership of the inheritance.

After a long time, the old man leaned on the pillow, looking past the young man and the girl, staring blankly at the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Only his eyes lost their light, became more turbid, and his breath gradually became silent. The red glow on his face just now also disappeared, and he turned gray again.

Lin Bai looked at the girl for a while, and then looked out the window.

The fog dispersed and gathered, and came to a mountain.

Corpses were everywhere, all of them were mutilated corpses.

An old man with a disheveled beard and blood gushing from his mouth and nose, just looked at the girl in front of him and said: "Girl, if you don't want to bend down, then don't bend down. Don't learn from me. Once you bend down, haha, this spine will never stand up again."

The scene moved again, it was an island.

A man with white hair and one arm, tears streaming down his face, with a smile on his face, "Hahaha! Lin Zhuanlun! I have obtained the best elixir theory!"

There were dead people all around, and the old man looked at the young man in front of him and laughed non-stop. His white hair was disheveled, and he was crazy. He was laughing but turned into tears. He clenched his fist and punched the ground with one arm, as if he wanted to break the world, "How could it become like this? How could it become like this?"

When the endless pressure came, the man crawled out of the hall on the ground, leaving a horrible blood mark.

Lin Bai looked at Song Qing for a while, and then waved his sleeves again.

It was dark and unbearable, it was a cave. It was extremely messy here. A man was lying at the entrance of a cave, stretching his hand forward, as if he wanted to grasp the opportunity of the Great Dao.

The man was pierced by a long sword in his back and spat out from his mouth. However, the man was not dead yet, his eyes showed the shape of amber, and amber resin flowed out of his seven orifices, as if he wanted to put himself into the amber, and then seek life and survive, and live towards death.

Lin Bai bowed to Zhu Jianshui who was not far away, and then stepped forward.

In the valley between the mountains, the pressure of the calamity cloud dissipated, and an old man fell from the arched stone.

A girl knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, and a young man in a white robe stood with his hands behind his back, quite unrestrained and freehand.

The young man looked at the old man and smiled: "A person covered with copper rust can also die generously for others?"

"Erasing the copper rust and washing away the lead, there is also a bit of innocent heart." The old man replied.

After a long time, the old man looked at the girl and whispered: "In my life, the copper rust covered my body and I have long been unrecognizable. I want to use the thunder calamity to wash it, but it's too late. Everything here is caused by me, and when people die, the grudges will disappear. You should be strong and love yourself, and don't follow my old path. "He spoke in a gentle voice, kind and smiling.

The scene broke and turned into a lake with a small island on it, where many people gathered.

A girl of about twelve or twelve years old knelt on the ground, and a young man chanted verses, looking like a master.

After a while, the girl closed her eyes and sat cross-legged, seeking an opportunity to enter the Tao.

After a long time, the girl opened her eyes, tears like a thread, "Master, my father is dead."

The sound of the wind ruffled the lake, reflecting the light of the galaxy.

A white-haired woman with a fierce expression was half-kneeling on the ground, while Cailu was kneeling.

"My elixir theory has been completed long ago. I am just waiting for the opportunity to swallow the elixir into my belly. How can I die in the middle?"

There was blood flowing out of the seven orifices of the white-haired witch, as if she was in a crazy state. The hair moved with the wind, and the face suddenly aged and became young again, changing constantly, and finally returned to the appearance of a girl, but the white hair remained. Under the stars and moon, it becomes even more eerie.

"Heavens are reincarnated, burn lamps to continue the day!" The colorful deer howled in pain, the color on its body gradually faded, and the aura of the white-haired woman suddenly surged, and then returned to the pebbles.

The world turned again, and a tall tree appeared, hanging with countless stars.

"While I'm still young, touch my face so you can remember what I look like." The woman, with white hair, choked up.

The sound of the sea waves obliterated the woman's figure, and an old man was speechless. "I believe that drifting with the current, moving the body and keeping the mind calm is the elixir theory. However, I violate the original intention of the elixir theory and try to forcefully change the destiny. This day will come."

The stone plate returned to calm, the fog returned, and the stars were faint.

"Looking back at the past, old events reappear one by one. What I see and hear is just like yesterday."

Lin Bai sat down cross-legged, stretched out his palms, and looked closely at the palm prints.

Soon, the mist rolled endlessly, rushing in again, forming a line from a point, slowly gathering into a corner, and then a stone tablet appeared in the hand, just like the countless past events connected to one's life.

In an instant, an abyss seemed to appear on the stone tablet, just like the pebbled bluestone, and Lin Bai was included in it.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the long river again.

Looking up, I don’t know where it started; looking down, I don’t know where it is going.

Countless dust fell, some as small as ants, and some as tall as mountains and rivers. However, they all fell into the long river and were lost in the blink of an eye.

There seemed to be something from the past in the river. Lin Bai wanted to take a closer look, but a wave rolled up and he was deeply involved.

Flooded and overwhelmed.

While struggling, Lin Bai suddenly realized that he was powerless, like a dead tree in his body, with white hair and dense wrinkles.

The long river was rushing, and Lin Bai saw scenes of the past again.

"Grandpa, we have to recruit an apprentice." Xiuxiu closed the door of Baicaotang and kept mumbling, "Find someone who can do the job. I think that person is not bad, so he should be okay."

"Didn't you say that he has a slippery tongue and a cunning nature, and he still wants to escape our debt?" Mr. Bai checked the medicine cabinets one by one under the candlelight, thinking about replenishing supplies.

"We've been together for a few days, and it's not that bad, but he's a bit clumsy. When we went up the mountain to collect herbs, he talked about Xiuxiu's little master, and I ignored him." Xiuxiu came to the counter, picked up the abacus, and started typing. She stood up and said, "Today I made a profit of two taels, and I got a credit of three liang, and I lost a net loss of one tael... Sigh." She sighed helplessly.

The heavy rain was pouring non-stop. Pei Ning was wearing black clothes and black hair, holding a long sword. "How many wealthy households are there in the city?" She asked Ren Qiaoyun who was waiting beside her with a smile.

"I know this!" Ren Qiaoyun immediately responded, talked for a long time, and then asked: "Do you want to buy grain for disaster relief? They are all old beetles and can't buy it at a reasonable price."

"You can always lend me some good words and some great truths if you come to visit me." Pei Ning smiled lightly.

There is no cold wind in the pavilion, but there is a bit of warm spring feeling in the pavilion.

Song Qing sat on the stone bench and sighed, "Master is paranoid, and in the end it's me who suffers. The black turtle's destiny is to just watch the fire on the shore, why does it have to go into the water?"

He was extremely helpless, and a woman came forward, knelt down Yingying, and called her Immortal Master.

"Forget it, I'll be happy first!" Song Qing cleared away the gloom, "People say that the world of mortals refines the heart, and I will imitate it, maybe I can understand the best elixir theory!"

Thousands of miles away, Pei Ning was on the flying boat. He looked back at the hatch. There was a couple inside. However, Pei Ning knew that the gap was too big, so he could only wait quietly with his fists clenched.

In a quiet room, Zhu Yuling rubbed Zhu Jianyang's back and said: "People's hearts are always at odds with each other. Even if they don't become merciless, what if we worked so hard to raise him and then leave him? Or what if he leaves in the future? Or If we join another family, our ancestor is gone, can we still come to ask for help? "

Zhu Jianyang was relaxed and indifferent, and said with a smile: "If this is really the case, then we can just pretend that we don't know him. But from my point of view, he usually regards me as a senior. He thinks of us well. It’s fine, there’s no need to pressure others with favors, otherwise the gains will outweigh the losses.”

Zhu Yuling was obviously worried and asked, "How will I treat him in the future?"

"Just keep it the same as before. Silly boy, don't forget what we thought when we first met him, just to form a good relationship. Why are you thinking more and more now?" Zhu Jianyang was extremely open-minded.

The long river rushed and swept away the two of them, only to see another pretty figure.

"You heard me right, this medicine will definitely work! It was given to me by a disciple from the Tianchi Sect!" Jiang Xiaobai looked at the one-year-old female cultivator, his face becoming more and more confident, "Do you know that there is a man named Yun in the cave in the courtyard behind? He said My husband left him because he was not good at what he did. When he came to me, I rewarded him with the prescription of Hulang Pills. Now he is very prosperous and wants to go to Longmenfang to live happily!"

"This... your family has very strict rules, is everything okay?" the old female cultivator asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I'll do the work!" Jiang Xiaobai patted her chest hard.

The long river rolled and came to a street.

The place in front of Fengming Pavilion is in a mess, and you can hear the screams.

"We who have entered the Tao are actually no different from ordinary people. We are very sad when our family members die." Xiuxiu sighed after seeing the difference between life and death.

"Who can do it?" Qu Ruyi took Xiuxiu's hand and said seriously: "The ancestor said that Song Qing did not lose his heart to the Tao before his death. Those of us who are still alive should hear this. Death brings life.”

The long river flows forward without stopping for a moment because of anyone.

"Go, go, go!" Huang Ruhua scolded the monkeys with a stern face, holding a large wine jar in her hand and picking wine from the tree hole, "Take some of your wine, you are so stingy!" She grumbled, but her face was happy to drink, "I picked peach blossoms to exchange for wine money, hehehe."

After drinking, she went to put her hands on her waist to scold the monkeys, to see who was injured and to treat them. "The monkeys are so smart, fighting all day long, they are not monkeys!"

On the top of the tree, there was a person in a white shirt lying on the top of the tree, drinking, and did not look at Huang Ruhua.

The fishy wind on the island showed spring love.

"The fairy came from our Qiaoshan after all, so she is close to us. She is afraid that we will be tired, so let us rest first." Gu Jiuzhong sighed.

"The fairy came from my family! It's right to be good to me!" Yang Shaoan said proudly.

The two happily entered a courtyard, still discussing how to invite Fairy Chen Yu to return to Qiaoshan.

A wave surged, and the forest was seen again.

"My formation is foolproof!" Gu Yao looked at Zhu Jianyang with great confidence, and said, "Old Zhu! Believe me!"

Seeing this, Zhu Jianyang could only nod and said, "I hope it will go smoothly and get the great opportunity of Fairy Chen Yu as soon as possible."

"That's for sure! I have seen Fairy Chen Yu! She always went to play with the ancestor, and I hugged her!" Gu Yao was very confident. She pointed to the front, "Look, there is a monster coming! It's a stupid peacock!"

Another turn, only to see the full moon in the sky, reflected on the deep pool.

The breeze ruffled the pool water, and the moon shadow fluctuated. A girl stepped up, wanting to sit on the stone slab in the middle of the deep pool, but fell down.

The girl couldn't even break free, and was sucked into the deep pool. The shadow of the bright moon was reflected in her eyes, but she still stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to grab the bright moon above the deep pool.

The waves rolled again, and only a hazy place was seen.

"Brother Xiang, you have made progress again." A shadow smiled and said.

"The road is thousands of miles long, and I just took a small step. I don't know how many joints there are to reach the other side." An old man with black and white hair sighed, "Yesterday Gu Qingshan, tomorrow Xiang Wuhui."

The wood demon was silent for a long time.

The waves rolled away the blessed land of the Immortal Bridge, and then to a damp and dark place.

"Li Xinghe! Li Wuya!" A white-haired female cultivator shouted fiercely, "Let me out!"

Scenes passed by, all of which were things he had never seen in person.

Lin Bai sank into the river, and he felt something in his heart.

The stone plate appeared and the stars shone. The long river rolled, pushing the stone plate, as if reversing time, the white hair gradually disappeared, the wrinkles disappeared, and he looked young again.

"Brother Song, I have obtained the theory of the best elixir." Lin Bai stood up, and the mist in front of him condensed, and it turned out to be Song Qing.

This chapter was just posted in the previous volume, it’s my fault.