The Wheel-Turning Master

It's sad to say that the people who worked hard died, but the people who ran for their lives were still alive.

When Xingsi retreated to the rear, he was angry with the Yuanying elders in Jiuzhe Mountain and finally came to the front line. He was valued by Jiang Xingchi for a few days, and his mentor was gone again.

"Brother Wumu, how many other methods does the master have?" Lin Bai grabbed Wumu Qian.

"Even if I had the means, I would still be living on my last breath. Otherwise, why would I have come down to surrender to you?" Wu Muqian sniffed, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"So, you came here specifically to surrender?" Jiang Xiaobai looked at the wounds on Wu Muqian's body in surprise.

The treatment of being captured alive and taking the initiative to surrender must be different.

"That's natural!" Wu Muqian said.

"..." Lin Bai shook his head helplessly, "Then why did you run away as soon as you saw me?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to hold back." Wu Muqian came over in an understanding manner.

With no other choice, Lin Bai handed Wu Muqian to Jiang Xiaobai and walked into the Songhe Mountain Hall.

There were only six Yuan Yings in the hall, and Jiang Xingchi was sitting at the top, holding his forehead with his hand, as if he was deep in thought.

Meng Shanhe closed his eyes, acting as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Zheng Yehe from Jiuyin Mountain had a broken arm and looked at Jiang Xingchi coldly.

Lord Zhu of Tianhuo City looked pretty good and was looking at everyone in amusement.

Gu Zangsong of the Guyang Sect had a very dark face, as if he was suppressing his anger.

Shi Huayu was smiling, but his face was pale and he was obviously injured.

In addition to this, there are two golden elixirs, Yang Shu and Po Yunzi, who attended the meeting on behalf of Patriarch Yang and Yun Wujiu.

As for Du Jueming, he hasn't come back yet.

Lin Bai stepped forward, bowed, and stood beside Yang Shu obediently.

Soon, there was a noise outside the hall, and four people entered the hall together.

These four people are clearly Jiuzheshan Jingsitui, Hehuanzong Huayanling, Qingxinxuanmen Yezhoudu and Xuyunmen Xue Yunping.

It was the queen of the Four Yuan Ying who died in this battle.

There was no blood on the faces of these four people, all of them were injured, and their eyes were confused.

The four of them knelt down as soon as they entered the hall, and then looked at Jiang Xingchi.

"It's my fault for not thinking carefully about this matter." Jiang Xingchi sighed, raised his sleeves to help the four of them up, and said: "I promised you earlier that as long as the heads of each faction contribute in this battle, even if they die unexpectedly, their descendants will be safe. Also protected by me, Qiaoshan.”

Sijindan trembled when he heard this. He didn't know whether he could believe this, let alone how far he could "protect" him. If Wanshou Mountain cannot be taken, Qiaoshan may be in big trouble, but will it still be able to spare its hands to protect it?

"Thank you, senior." Sijindan could only bow.

The other Nascent Souls all looked at Jiang Xingchi, as if they wanted to see through Jiang Xingchi's thoughts.

Jiang Xingchi didn't take it seriously. He stepped forward, took Jing Si Tui's hand and said, "Si Tui, you have the air of an elder and have always been in charge of Jiuzhe Mountain's affairs. Don't wallow in grief. I know There are many mountains in Jiuzhe Mountain, don't worry, as long as I am here, Brother Lihuo's lineage will not be broken. After Wanshou Mountain is taken and Zhouhui Mountain is restored, you can go back to Jiuzhe Mountain if you want to stay here. "Bian, I ask Brother Meng to carve out a piece of land for you to keep you safe."

Jing Sihui immediately knelt down and called out to his ancestor.

"Okay." Jiang Xingchi was extremely satisfied. "I have seen how well you have managed the affairs here in these days, and now I am in desperate need of you. Take my token and go to inspect the casualties everywhere. , distribute supplies, stabilize the morale of the military, and prevent any trouble. "

Jing Si was ordered to retreat and respectfully withdrew.

Jiang Xingchi looked at Hua Yanling and the other three people again and said, "The deceased is gone, so don't be sad. I promise to my senior brother, Qiaoshan, that as long as Qiaoshan is still alive, I will never let him go." You three factions have broken the inheritance."

The three of them got a personal guarantee and felt a little relieved.

"The war is still going on, and there are so many things to worry about. You go and take care of your family affairs." Jiang Xingchi ordered.

Sanjindan bowed and bowed, then exited.

The hall was quiet again.

"From the siege of Yuliu Mountain, to the storming of Heifeng Mountain, to today." Zheng Yehe of Jiuyin Mountain kept sneering, "Jiang Xingchi, you have used Jiuzhe Mountain back and forth many times, and a total of San Yuan Ying has been dispatched. If Yan Qingfeng is killed, even the leader will be defeated this time. I wonder how many more times Brother Jiang wants to be used by you?"

As soon as he said this, all the Nascent Souls looked at Jiang Xingchi, but Meng Shanhe never opened his eyes, probably because Zhou Huishan's old people were used up.

Jiang Xingchi remained silent.

"Old Jiang," Lord Zhu of Tianhuo City also spoke, "According to the previous discussion, you said that Wanshou Mountain still has the mysterious treasure to protect it, but its power is far less than that of Black Wind Mountain. Now it seems that it is not the case. , If we don’t work together, I’m afraid more people will die. But now there are four people missing, and the long-legged fairy is not reliable. What will happen next?”

"Yes, five people died in Heifeng Mountain, and four more comrades died today, but how can you, a Qiaoshan person, have such a good life?" Guyang sent Gu Zangsong to stare at Jiang Xingchi.

Jiang Xingchi looked at Gu Zangsong, looked up and down, and said, "If Brother Tao wants to retreat now, it's not too late. I'll send him off on behalf of Qiaoshan."

These words were as soft as a knife. Gu Zangsong's face turned darker. He stared at Jiang Xingchi as if he was about to get angry at any moment.

Jiang Xing smiled faintly, gave his back to him, and said: "Senior Sister Gu's beloved general Lin Zhuanlun said, don't look at the battle report, but look at the battle line. This is what I like very much! We were defeated in Black Wind Mountain, But in the end, Heifeng Mountain was taken, and it was defeated again. However, the Wanshou Mountain Formation no longer exists, and the Shoutian Pavilion is like a fish on an anvil. "

"That's the result of the blood and flesh we waited for." Shi Huayu said with a smile.

"Exactly!" Lord Zhu of Tianhuo City applauded and asked, "Jiang Xingchi, why haven't you come yet to Xiang Wuhui?"

"Senior brother, I have other important matters," Jiang Xingchi said.

"But there are too many people dying now." Lord Zhu of Tianhuo City sneered.

"If the seventh-level blessed land, the foundation of ascending to heaven, can be obtained easily, why should I invite all the senior brothers to come?" Jiang Xingchi said.

"Then what should we do? We were told how easy it was before, why don't we just wait and work hard so that Xiang Wuhui can get good luck?" Guyang Sect Gu Zangsong was a little angry.

By this time, everyone was on the gambling table and had already staked their money. It was okay to retreat, but after a lot of hard work and so many people dying, how could we be willing to do so?

And since they besieged Shoutian Pavilion, they must be hated by others. Recuperate your energy in the future, or return as a god, you will have to settle the matter.

Besides, I'm afraid that if I retreat, the remaining people will take over Wanshou Mountain, and will they still want to use the blessed land in the future? Do the promises you made earlier still count?

"We are besieging Wanshou Mountain because we want an opportunity to ascend to heaven and a fair share of justice. We don't want Shouting Pavilion to monopolize it. My original intention was to sit down and talk, but the matter involves a high road and people are always proud of themselves. How can we do that? Talk to us? We can only let them talk if they are hurt." Jiang Xingchi said.

"Two Nascent Souls have died in Shouting Pavilion, and nine of us have died. Who will feel more pain?" Zheng Yehe from Jiuyin Mountain sneered.

"They hurt more." Jiang Xingchi was very confident, "Shoutian Pavilion came from the Northern Wasteland to save seeds for migration. All the people in Heifeng Mountain were slaughtered. Didn't Kong Shu know that once Wanshou Mountain was destroyed, another Is it the story of Black Wind Mountain?”

"I have long said that Meng Shanhe was stupid and massacred Heifeng Mountain. Wouldn't it make everyone alive in Longevity Mountain want to fight to the death?" Shi Huayu suddenly said.

Meng Shanhe glanced at the petrified jade and said nothing.

"We all know that Wanshou Mountain will be unavailable soon, how could Kong Shu not know? What other methods does he have? With the story of Black Wind Mountain in front of him, Kong Shu will think about it carefully. As long as there are trustworthy middlemen on both sides, everything can be done Talk." Jiang Xingchi said with a smile.

"Now that Shoutian Pavilion has defeated us and our morale is at its peak, how can we talk about it?" Zheng Yehe of Jiuyin Mountain sneered.

"Brother Zheng is right, it's really not easy to talk about it." Jiang Xingchi nodded in agreement, "But as long as we win a round honestly, it will be easy to talk about."

"You want me to wait to fill it in? Why doesn't Xiang Wuhui come?" Zheng Yehe said angrily.

"Brother Jiang, if Brother Xiang doesn't come, how can you win in an upright manner?" Shi Huayu asked.

Jiang Xingchi said nothing, but looked outside the hall.

Everyone also looked over and saw a young girl stepping in, holding a green-skinned fox in her arms.

The girl was about to bend down to salute, but she seemed to be frozen.

"When I enter Wanshou Mountain, it's like strolling in a courtyard. The Three Yuan Yings of Shouting Pavilion can't do anything to me, so how can they worship the defeated general?" Fox closed his eyes, huddled in Xiuxiu's arms, and spoke lazily.

After Zhu Yuanying heard the auspicious words, no one said a word for a while.

"Jiang Xingchi, I heard that you tricked and killed several people again." The fox opened his eyes and glanced at everyone in the palace.

"Fairy, don't make fun of me." Jiang Xingchi bowed.

The fox broke away from Xiuxiu's arms, jumped on Yang Shu's head, stepped on Lin Bai's head, and looked at Zheng Yehe.

"Yun Wujiu has been in seclusion for so many years, but he is getting further and further away from Lao Xiang. Lao Zheng, why doesn't your Yin Wuqing show up? Are you hatching eggs at home?" the fox asked.

Zheng Yehe smiled and ignored it.

"Isn't it lost?" the fox asked again.

Zheng Yehe still ignored it.

"Fairy asked me to wait." Jiang Xingchi said.

"I'm afraid I'm here too early and I'll be tricked into dying by you," said the fox.

"Fairies are free-spirited people and are not suitable for fighting." Jiang Xingzhi shook his head with a smile and said: "From Black Wind Mountain to Longevity Mountain, there have been countless casualties. We kill to stop killing and to survive. Now it's time to Let’s talk about it. The destruction of Shoutian Pavilion is imminent, but the centipede is still alive and needs a sharp blade to pierce its skin.”

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, could your sharp blade be Li Chenyu?" Gu Zangsong asked.

Jiang Xingchi didn't answer, and looked out of the hall with his hands behind his hands. Wu Muqian walked in and immediately fell to his knees.

"How is your master?" Jiang Xingchi asked.

"Master, please be well." Wu Muqian walked forward on his knees, then knelt on the ground, "This junior is here to surrender today."

When he said this, he was still kneeling on the ground, but straightened his waist, raised his head and cried: "Master has not exhausted all his methods. Although he is getting older and injured, there is a secret medicine in his body that can temporarily relieve his spirit! Seniors, please pay more attention and don’t let your guard down!”

As soon as these words were said, all the Yuanyings in the hall became solemn.

"I understand." Jiang Xingchi looked at everyone in the hall very calmly and said, "This battle is over. Please take a break to prepare for the future."

He looked at Lin Bai and said, "Lin Zhuanlun, I went to Wanshou Mountain and said that in three days, Mr. Jiang would like to talk to Brother Kong."

"Yes!" Lin Bai bowed and responded.

The fox lay on Lin Bai's head, "Wait for me."

A ray of green light enveloped Lin Bai and headed straight towards Wanshou Mountain.

The Wanshou Mountain formation has been broken, and when a green light escapes, a golden light immediately greets them.

Zou Mi remained silent and stared at Lin Bai bitterly.

Lin Bai hugged the fox, bowed and said, "Senior Zou, Ancestor Jiang would like to invite Senior Kong from your noble sect to have a chat in three days."

"I know." Zou Mi replied coldly.

"Sister Zou," the fox started to be very affectionate as soon as he opened his mouth, "Wanshou Mountain is going to be destroyed. Lao Xiang has never been a good person, but he listens to my words the most. I will go and say a few words when the time comes, and he won't dare to do anything wrong!"

Zou Mi sneered and said nothing.

"You have a lot of stuff in your secret library. If you can lend me one, we will be a family in the future." The fox said again.

When Lin Bai saw the fox taking advantage of the situation, he also started to look forward to it.

"Wishful thinking!" Zou Mi said.

"..." The fox waved his tail and was not angry, "When you have figured it out, come to me. I have always had a good reputation."

Seeing that the fox had failed, Lin Bai bowed again and carried the fox back to Songhe Mountain.

After reporting back to Jiang Xingchi, Lin Bai still wanted to say something to Xiu Xiu, but Fox had already taken Xiu Xiu and Huang Ruhua to Menghu Huludao.

One day later, the number of casualties in this battle was roughly calculated. More than 12,000 Qi-training monks died, less than half of whom were frightened to death by the pressure of the Transformation God, and some were killed by the overturning of the flying boat. The rest may have died. He died in battle or due to lack of timely treatment.

As for the foundation-building monks, more than two hundred people died, and seventeen people died from the golden elixir.

In addition, countless people were seriously injured.

As for Shoutian Pavilion, it should be better, but it will definitely cause heavy casualties.

Two days later, it was time for discussion.

The Nascent Souls gathered at Songhe Mountain, Jiang Xingchi went to Wanshou Mountain alone, and Kong Shu also came out.

The two Nascent Souls sat down on a bluestone between Songhe Mountain and Wanshou Mountain.

Jiang Xingchi was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, and his face was slightly pale, probably from an injury that had not yet healed.

Kong Shu was dressed in gray linen clothes, with no flesh and blood on his face, his eyes were turbid and dull, withered and thin, as if he would die if the wind blew.

"Long time no see, Brother Kong has aged so much." Jiang Xingchi twirled his beard and asked, "Dharma on the Black Wind Mountain, Heaven and Earth, how much life has Brother Kong spent?"

"One breath lasts for ten years." Kong Shu closed his eyes and said.

Jiang Xingchi thought about it briefly and said, "That was a hundred years ago."

"No more." Kong Shu shook his head slightly, "As soon as the magical secret treasure came out, it was like a river breaking its embankment. The gap grew from small to large, and the water became stronger. In the blink of an eye, it cost me one hundred and seventy years of life."

"Can this magical power be used again? Or can Fellow Daoist Zou and Fellow Daoist Chi use it?" Jiang Xingchi asked curiously.

"It needs the support of secret treasures and the combination of forbidden methods." Kong Shu opened his eyes, "Only I can use it."

"That's it." Jiang Xingchi smiled apologetically, "We, the savages in the mountains, are short-sighted and have never seen such power of becoming a god."

"I just imitate its shape, but don't get its meaning. If the transformed god comes in person, how can you have a chance to escape?" Kong Shu said.

"Incarnate God is here in person..." Jiang Xingchi looked at Wanshou Mountain with great longing, then he laughed and said: "When the humble sect Gu Qingshan died, the wood demon came to pay homage. I asked my senior brother to invite the wood demon to visit your noble sect. May I ask? The Yuhu ancestor of the noble sect was still there at that time, and the wood demon asked for permission to help him overcome the calamity, so he could only discuss it with Xia Yufeng."

"What are the conditions for Xiang Wu's return?" Kong Shu asked.

"I made a promise to my senior brother. If things come true, Qiaoshan and Shoutian Pavilion will be integrated in the future. If Qiaoshan exists, Shoutian Pavilion will survive."

Jiang Xingchi smiled and said: "But Xia Yufeng wants me to worship the Yuhu Ancestor as my master, and to serve as a pioneer for two hundred years before I can climb the Wanshou Mountain. If things go well, I can become an elder in Shoutian Pavilion, no matter how far I go. Go to the Northern Wasteland to obey orders."

"It's not harsh." Kong Shu said.

"Brother Kong, if entering the Northern Wilderness to join the war is tantamount to death, how can it not be harsh?" Jiang Xingchi smiled bitterly, "As a seeker of the Tao, we are certainly not afraid of life and death, but treating people as slaves is against the law. If you really kneel down, you will definitely not be able to survive the disaster."

Speaking of this, Jiang Xingchi was disdainful again, "Besides, Xiang has received a share of the inheritance from Taoist Wuxiang. Since he is a disciple of Taoist Wuxiang, your sect Yuhuzi is also worthy of being a lecturer?"

Kong Shu's turbid eyes suddenly brightened, he stared at Jiang Xingchi and said: "The people under the Taoist Master Wuxiang are working as dogs for others in Zhongzhou, how can they be called the disciples of the Taoist Master even if they have Xiang Wuhui?"

"Having received his kindness and longing for him, he is his disciple." Jiang Xingzhi said.

Kong Shu smiled disdainfully.

"People say that Senior Brother Xiang is domineering, but actually Senior Brother Xiang is the best person to talk to." Jiang Xingchi was no longer angry with others, "Tell Senior Brother Xiang that your sect is here to survive, and you cannot kill them all. So your sect can To establish a foothold here, the customs must be changed, and no more than five thousand monks can be left. The two of them, Zou Chi, can stay here for a long time, but they must obey Zhou's orders to return to the mountain."

Kong Shu couldn't help but laugh and said: "So, if our Shoutian Pavilion orthodoxy no longer exists, we still need to send most of the monks back to the Northern Wasteland?"

"This is the best way." Jiang Xingchi smiled and said, "What do you think, Brother Taoist?"

"What if I don't agree?" Kong Shu asked.

"That's just a lose-lose situation." Jiang Xing smiled lightly, "But the conditions will be changed next time we talk."

"I will never leave without coming back." Kong Shu looked up at the sky, with two dull eyes hanging on his old and withered face, seeming to have infinite attachment to the world and the great road, "I always want to see Let’s take a look at the appearance of the person who can become a god in the East China Sea.”

"Senior Brother Xiang is refining the chalcedony of your noble sect, so I'm afraid he won't have time to spare." Jiang Xingzhi smiled and said, "I know that Brother Kong's Taoism is so powerful that even without the help of secret treasures and relics of gods, it is difficult to have an opponent. It’s lonely when you’re climbing high, so I’ve invited a great person for Brother Kong to have some fun.”

When Kong Shu heard this, he looked at Jiang Xingchi.

"Under the Nascent Soul realm, the difference between the realms within the same level is actually very small. It can be supplemented by magic, magical powers, and even experience. But once the Nascent Soul is realized, the difference in realm will be like a chasm." Jiang Xingchi was very serious, "But in this world, there are just some people who ignore this natural chasm. In the Qi-training state, they forcefully kill the foundation, and in the foundation-building state, they forcefully kill the golden elixir. It's as casual as picking something out of a bag."

"Although I haven't reached perfection yet, I'm not far away." Kong Shu said with a calm expression, "Chen Zhiyuan is not in the first state, how can he defeat me in mastering the great road?"

"I asked Li Chenyu to go to Daoyin Sect with me and tell him about Brother Dao's ability. Chen Tianren said he had a 60% chance of winning." Jiang Xingchi looked up at Wanshou Mountain. "Chen Tianren has always been modest. He said 60%, but I'm afraid it's 90%. Now Li Chenyu has sent news that Chen Tianren has reached the middle stage."

"Sun Baopu's sword has ancient meaning, Lihuo Taoist holds Zhurong's seal, Yun Wujiu is a man of transformation, how does Chen Zhiyuan compare to them?" Kong Shu asked.

"Sun Baopu can go up the mountain to pick tea, Lihuo Taoist can light the stove and burn fire, Yun Wujiu can make tea for guests, they are all mediocre people, how can they compare with Chen Tianren?" Jiang Xingchi said.

Kong Shu frowned when he heard this, and for a moment he was confused, not sure whether Jiang Xingchi's words were true or false. (End of this chapter)