The Wheel-Turning Master

The outside of the temple was chaotic like going to a market, but the inside of the temple was peaceful.

The two Nascent Souls sit high, and the Golden Pills stand on both sides.

"Brother Meng has come from afar, but after hearing that I, Qiaoshan, have been working for your sect, do you want to come and thank me?"

Jiang Xingchi laughed loudly, waved his hand and said, "Brother Meng, there's no need for that. I, the Supreme Master of Qiaoshan, can't bear to see my colleagues being wronged. After hearing about Zhou Huishan's old friend, I was very angry. I wanted to fight with Yu Liushan." Friend of the theory, but I didn't expect that guy to dare to take action. Unfortunately, this man was smart and short-handed, and he was beaten to death in three attacks. We were trying to solve the chaos in Zhou Huishan, but we accidentally killed him, so we hurriedly found Jiuzheshan. Fellow Taoist Lihuo was in trouble and went to see Master Xia to explain his reasons, but Master Xia was impatient and hit him immediately. I, the Supreme Master of Qiaoshan, acted benevolently and righteously. Although I was annoyed by Master Xia's rudeness, I only treated him a little bit. Punishment did not take his life.”

Speaking of this, Jiang Xingchi ignored the eyes of the golden elixirs in Shouting Pavilion and continued to talk, "Where moral justice lies, where people's hearts are, our East China Sea region is barren and has no high cultivation, but it is not something that barbarians from outside the region can bully." of."

This was the first announcement, and there was silence in the hall.

All the three golden elixirs in Shouting Pavilion looked ugly, especially Yu Xianping, who was trembling slightly. She didn't dare to do anything to Jiang Xingchi, so she just glared at Lin Bai.

Lin Bai was an honest man and just pretended to be invisible.

Jiang Xingchi had a spring breeze on his face, and he didn't notice any difference at all. He continued to smile and said: "Brother Meng gave me the treasure before, and I am extremely grateful. If I can win back a few inches of hometown for Brother Meng, I will live up to my senior brother." Love.”

"That's not necessary." Meng Shanhe smiled bitterly, waved his hand and said: "Coming to the door without telling me is really a bad visitor. It's good that a good brother doesn't complain about a foolish brother."

"Brother Meng, what are you talking about?" Jiang Xingchi said enthusiastically, "I just hope that Brother Meng can stay a little longer, so we can have a game and discuss it. Wouldn't it be fun?"

Meng Shanhe lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, but sighed repeatedly. He was already in his twilight years and his life was short, and now he was as cold as a cicada in the autumn wind.

No one said anything in the hall, Wu Muqian stepped forward, saluted Jiang Xingchi, and said: "Senior Jiang came to my sect before, we were waiting to treat him with courtesy, but I don't think that senior is secretly plotting against our sect, Patriarch Yu, dare I ask this? Where is morality?"

Jiang Xingchi ignored it and just looked at Meng Shanhe with a smile.

Meng Shanhe sighed and said: "I have heard of his reputation for standing up to fellow Taoist disciples for a long time. I just feel that this matter was not done properly."

"The Supreme Leader of the Despicable Sect is standing up for Zhou Huishan's old friends, how can Senior Brother look like he's blaming him?" Jiang Xingchi was puzzled.

Meng Shanhe didn't believe a word of Jiang Xingchi's words, and didn't bother much. He just smiled and asked, "Brother Jiang, I came here this time to pay homage to fellow Taoist Xiang. Can I meet you?"

"Alas, due to the incident at Yuliu Mountain, I, the Grand Master of Qiaoshan, was injured secretly, and I am recuperating in seclusion at Xianqiao Blessed Land." Jiang Xingchi sighed.

Just now you said that Yu Liushan was not an enemy of Sanhe, why did Xiang Wuhui get hurt secretly now? Meng Shanhe used to think that this fellow Daoist Jiang was soft and easy to talk to, but now he saw that he was all a fool! There are no good people in Qiaoshan!

After a moment of silence, Meng Shanhe sighed again and said: "Brother Jiang, the blessed land of the noble sect's immortal family is connected to all directions and is peaceful and lush. If it gets involved in a war, I'm afraid all the lives here will be destroyed."

Jiang Xingchi stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "Brother Meng, are you homesick?"

Old Nascent Soul Meng Shanhe's turbid eyes suddenly brightened a bit, then fell silent again without saying a word.

Wumu Qian stepped forward dully, and stopped saluting, saying, "May I ask Senior Jiang, what do you want from Qiaoshan?"

Lin Bai and Jing Situi both raised their eyes and glanced at Wu Muqian.

Jiang Xingchi still ignored him, but looked at Lin Bai with a smile and asked: "Lin Zhuanlun, I remember that when you went north, you wrote a northern travel diary, detailing the disaster of Shouting Pavilion going south. Is this the case? thing?"

Disaster going south? Lin Bai suppressed his headache and said: "This junior is extremely bored and interviewed about the local customs and customs. Among them, there is indeed something about Shouting Pavilion."

"Okay." Jiang Xingchi praised, "Give Cheng Keshui that Northern Journey and ask him to publish it everywhere, so that the younger generation will know the origin of the Zhou Huishan Rebellion."

"Yes." Lin Bai agreed, immediately took out the draft and gave it to Cheng Keshui.

Seeing that Jiang Xingchi was still ignoring him, Wu Muqian couldn't bear it any longer. He took another step forward and said in a deep voice, "Senior, do you really want to fight in Qiaoshan?"

"I, Qiaoshan, have always convinced people with my virtue." Cheng Keshui put away the broken draft, took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "With the flames of war, there will be destruction in all directions. Naturally, no one wants to do it."

Wu Muqian looked at Cheng Keshui and asked, "What do you want from your faction?"

"Shoutian Pavilion has forcibly occupied the land of Zhouhuishan, leading to thousands of years of chaos and countless casualties." Cheng Keshui looked at Wu Muqian and said seriously: "As long as your faction gives up the land and allows the old people of Zhouhuishan to return, we, Qiaoshan, can We’re doing it, I’ll keep you safe at Shoutian Pavilion.”

This is not what we intended to talk about at all! No matter how stupid you are about the Three Golden Pills of Shouting Pavilion, you still know what they mean.

"It is said that the Supreme Leader of the Gui Sect is the first person under Transformation God, but after all, he is not Transformation God!" Yu Xianping gritted her teeth.

"If fellow Taoists want to use the transformed gods to suppress people, please go to Yinbi Mountain, Yubi Mountain, and Wuque Mountain. They have seen the ancestors of the noble sect's transformed gods, so they are naturally convinced. I, a Qiaoshan native, have never I've seen it before, but I don't know the power of becoming a god." Cheng Keshui's words were cold and did not show any dignity to the old people of Shouting Pavilion and Zhou Huishan.

Meng Shanhe said nothing, and Meng Yiwei lowered his head and said nothing.

The three people in Shouting Pavilion were also stunned, and they felt that Qiaoshan was determined to fight.

Jiang Xing smiled stupidly, looked at Meng Shanhe, and invited: "Brother Meng is coming from afar, would you like to come to your humble residence and have a chat?"

Meng Shanhe nodded immediately, "That's what you wish for."

The two Yuanying left without talking about business, waving their sleeves, and the rest of the Jindan were stunned.

In the hall, there were three Jindans of Shoutian Pavilion, Meng Yiwei of Yinshan Mountain, Cheng Keshui and Lin Bai of Qiaoshan, as well as Jing Situi of Jiuzha Mountain and Min Hengbo of Daoyin Sect.

Cheng Keshui looked at Lin Bai and said with a smile: "Yuan Li is honest and straightforward. If it weren't for my brother, I'm afraid he wouldn't have returned by now."

"Brother Yuanli and I have similar personalities. We are not outsiders. Senior brother, you are too polite." Lin Bai said with a smile.

The two of them were very affectionate regardless of the outsiders.

Cheng Keshui shook hands and said a few words of goodwill, and invited Meng Yiwei, Jing Situi and Min Hengbo to go out for a chat, and then told Lin Bai to entertain the guests.

He seemed to have not seen the three Jindans of Shoutian Pavilion at all, without any etiquette.

Seeing that the people who kept their word had left, the faces of the three Jindans of Shoutian Pavilion became even uglier.

"Brother Wumu, how are you?" Lin Bai was a kind man, so he greeted him first.

"What do you think?" Wumuqian was quite resentful.

"..." Lin Bai saw that Wumuqian looked like a resentful woman, and he didn't know how to speak.

"Did you kill my brother?" Xia He asked in a deep voice.

"Xia Fenyi died in a proper way, and I just followed the will of heaven." Lin Bai said.

Xia He stepped forward and wanted to say more, but was stopped by Wumuqian.

At this moment, a person rushed in from outside, and it turned out to be Yang Shu.

Yang Shu had been training in Xinyifang for a long time, and he was also a person who knew etiquette and tact. He saluted everyone first, and then saluted Wumuqian specifically, saying: "I borrowed your precious land to make pills before, and I was very grateful. I dare not forget the kindness of Brother Wumu."

Wumuqian's face became even uglier.

Yang Shu didn't notice, and said, "My sister heard that the heroes from all over the country gathered together, so she has prepared some wine and sent me to invite them."

He bowed to everyone again, and Yang Shu looked at Wu Muqian expectantly.

Wu Muqian was silent for a while, and looked at Yu Xianping and Xia He. The latter two were wooden and didn't express anything at all.

Helplessly, Wu Muqian nodded. Anyway, he had to wait for Meng Shanhe, so he might as well go out for a walk.

"Please!" Yang Shu was very happy, and pulled Wu Muqian out, and said to Lin Bai, "Brother Zhuanlun, your two disciples are almost beaten to death!"

"..." Lin Bai's old face turned black.

Everyone hurried out of the hall, and saw many people gathered on the platform outside the hall, mostly Qiaoshan disciples, and a few Jiuzhashan disciples, and the other seven Shoutian Pavilion foundation.

It seems that the fight has ended and the winner has been decided.

The seven people from Shoutian Pavilion gathered together, arrogant.

Although there are many people on the Qiaoshan side, their momentum is not as good. Miaomiao's black clothes were torn in several places, and a lot of her hair was burned and scattered behind her head. Her face was also black, and it seemed that she had been beaten.

Jiang Yu held a half-broken fishing rod in his hand, his face was pale, and he had lost all his face after the Nascent Soul stage.

Gu Wushang stood in front of the two and spoke in a low voice.

A group of Qiaoshan monks surrounded Miaomiao and Jiang Yu. Some said that you should have done this and that just now, and some said that Shoutian Pavilion had no martial ethics, and some were merciless and asked Miaomiao and Jiang Yu to go home and carry the alchemy furnace.

When many low-level monks saw the golden elixirs coming out of the hall, they immediately stopped making noise and saluted.

"Master..." Miaomiao and Jiang Yu knelt down.

Lin Bai saw the two people in such a miserable state that he knew that they must have lost the fight.

"Lost?" Lin Bai had a headache. He had been a hero all his life. Even if he couldn't win, he would admit his mistakes in front of no one, but he had never lost face in broad daylight!

"My disciples are incompetent, please punish me, Master." Miaomiao and Jiangyu knelt on the ground obediently, and the people from Qiaoshan pointed and shook their heads behind them.

"Miaomiao is indeed not as good as you in fighting." Cheng Shuang was a decent man and gave a fair evaluation.

"Winning and losing are common!" Cheng Daojin also made sense.

"Senior, the two junior sisters are not good at fighting, so this matter is excusable." Gu Wushang stepped forward to plead, "If it were somewhere else, or if we were competing in formations or alchemy, the two junior sisters would definitely not lose."

"It's hard to say!" someone in the crowd muttered.

Seeing that the two disciples were so popular, Lin Bai glanced at Gu Lianzhu in the crowd and felt a little relieved.

Just when he wanted to make a few casual remarks to get rid of this matter, Xia He suddenly stepped forward, looked at the seven foundation-building cultivators of Shoutian Pavilion, and shouted, "Who lost?"

Among the seven people, a young male cultivator walked out and knelt on one knee.

"Useless thing!" Xia He pointed out, and saw a green light like a sword, going towards the disciple.

Judging from its power, it is definitely not a punishment, but a murder!

At this moment, a white light fell and immediately blocked the green light.

A heavy sound sounded, the green light dissipated, and the gourd returned to Lin Bai's hand.

"The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, how can you become a talent without setbacks? Why is this, senior sister?" Lin Bai smiled.

"I discipline my children, what does it have to do with you?" Xia He said coldly.

"Qiaoshan is a quiet place, and blood stains cannot be seen." Lin Bai said.

Xia He straightened his waist and looked at Lin Bai, with a fire in his eyes.

Lin Bai smiled and didn't care.

"Lin Zhuanlun, your apprentice lost two games in a row, it seems that you are just like this." Xia He said.

"I have low skills, I can't teach apprentices, I can only rob people." Lin Bai smiled.

Upon hearing this, Xia He immediately glared at Lin Bai and shouted, "If you are a hero, do you dare to compete with me?"

Lin Bai was full of disdain and said, "I can walk in and out of Wanshou Mountain like a leisurely stroll in the garden, and it is easy to kill Xia Fenyi. The incarnation restriction is like a breeze, and the three Yuanyings appear like a passing cloud! Are you qualified to ask whether Lin is a hero?"

"You..." Xia He pointed at Lin Bai and was shaking with anger.

Lin Bai said nothing, and just turned his back to her.

Xia He wanted to say more, but Wu Muqian quickly stopped her and said in a voice transmission: "He has special skills, you can't beat him!"

Yu Xianping also said in a voice transmission: "He is Gu Qingshui's lover, and he has a vixen-like temperament, so don't be angry with him."

Xia He gritted her teeth and finally endured it.

Lin Bai looked at the disciple of Shoutian Pavilion who was still kneeling, stretched out his hand and gently lifted him up, and asked: "What is your name?"

The male cultivator was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and replied: "Junior Xia Mingchan."

"Raise your head." Lin Bai stepped forward and said: "Victory and defeat are common, don't give up because of a temporary setback. I was chased by your sect's three Yuanying, and fled like a stray dog. Today I can still stand here because I refuse to admit defeat. If I didn't have a tenacious heart, how could I be here today? You are just a small setback, you should know shame and then be brave, and never lose heart."

Lin Bai completely erased Sister Zhen's credit and blew hard.

Xia Mingchan trembled, but didn't dare to answer.

Lin Bai looked at Wu Muqian again and smiled: "I guess Senior Sister Yang has been waiting for a long time, and we should go there too."

Wu Muqian nodded woodenly.

Yang Shu smiled and said a few polite words, and then led the way.

Yang Huan had already changed his cave, which was on the edge of a cliff with beautiful scenery.

After the polite words, Yang Huan urged him to drink, but Xia He and Yu Xianping did not give him face at all and never opened their mouths.

"Drink." Lin Bai just held Wu Muqian and said, "Brother Wu Mu, although we each serve our own masters, it does not hinder our friendship."

"That's right." Wu Muqian raised his glass and asked, "I wonder what Senior Gu thinks of this matter?"

Lin Bai poured him another glass of wine and said, "On the Qiaoshan ship, there is only one person at the helm. Whether it is the ancestor of my family, the ancestor of Yang Shu's family, or the ancestor of the Jiang family, they only listen to the orders of one person."

Wu Muqian remained silent.

"It's over now, there's no going back." Lin Bai just poured wine and asked, "Brother Wumu, are you still planning to go to Jiuzha Mountain?"

Wu Muqian smiled awkwardly and said, "It's not easy to come here, so I have to collect some information. Meet Senior Lihuo and visit Chen Tianren."

"It's too late." Lin Bai said sincerely, "Hurry up and prepare for the battle."

Wu Muqian was silent for a moment and said, "Master has indeed made a decision, but..."

"But you still want to delay it and wait for the return of the Jade Pot Patriarch, right?" Lin Bai smiled and drank, whispering, "Brother Wumu, you and I should be good friends who drink and have fun together, regardless of the difference between our sects. I have a piece of advice, as long as the Jade Pot Patriarch does not return to the mountain, Shoutian Pavilion is definitely not a match."

"You..." Wu Muqian held the wine glass tightly and said unconvinced, "Brother Zhuanlun is sure that Qiaoshan can win?"

"I'm not sure that Qiaoshan will win." Lin Bai smiled and said, "I only know that there is nothing that cannot be done to the Patriarch." (End of this chapter)