The Wheel-Turning Master

At the foot of Wanshou Mountain.

Kong Shu's black robe was damaged, but there were no wounds on his body. He forcefully invoked the secret technique and burned away a lot of life. At this moment, his strength was exhausted, his heart was dead, and he was lying in front of the dead tree in embarrassment.

From the time the two men fought to the time Kong Shu was defeated, it took only two quarters of an hour.

Songhe Mountain and Wanshou Mountain were peaceful, then one side started to make noise with joy, while the other side was filled with sounds of sadness.

After a while, Kong Shu took a deep breath and sat up with his hands as dry as chicken feet, leaning against the dead tree.

His sparse white hair was scattered, his already fleshless face was now covered by dirt, and his eyes were cloudy and lifeless.

Kong Shu leaned against a dead tree, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around. He saw a crane-shaped jade pendant and gold and silver rings broken into several pieces. A corner of the Tianshu disk was missing, and the ice jade was broken into two pieces.

There were also many broken swords and various useless magic weapons, all scattered under the dead trees.

He raised his eyes and saw Chen Zhiyuan holding a long sword, standing ten steps away. He no longer felt proud of being able to defeat a strong opponent, nor did he have any aura of advanced cultivation. His back was slightly hunched, as if he was carrying something.

But he raised his head and looked at the sky again, as if he was looking for something.

"I know what your sword is." Kong Shu's old voice squeezed out a voice.

When Chen Zhiyuan heard this, he looked at Kong Shu, held the hilt of his sword upside down, bowed his hands and said, "Brother Taoist really pushed me into a desperate situation."

At this moment, Zou Mi and Chi Shangxing came over and landed in front of Kong Shu.

The treasures they had cultivated for many years had been destroyed, and their faces were pale, with blood on their lips.

"Your Excellency is worthy of the name of a heavenly being. We are willing to admit defeat and let you deal with it. Please spare my senior brother's life." Chi Shangxing stepped forward and leaned down heavily.

Chen Zhiyuan nodded slightly and said, "I'm not here to kill any living beings."

Chi Shangxing and Zou Mi saluted Chen Zhiyuan again, then hurriedly turned around and knelt on both sides of Kong Shu. Chi Shangxing's eyes were bloodshot and he grabbed Kong Shu's hand; Zou Mi, with tears in his eyes, took out the elixir and gave it to him.

"The defeat is determined early, it's just sooner or later." Kong Shu was not convinced. He leaned against the dead tree and looked at the horizon. He could only see a few white clouds that were far away and near. He poked his head around. It was clear that he wanted to take a closer look, but was afraid of suffering. Calculation.

"People have the ambition to reach the sky, and they cannot achieve it without luck. Chen Zhiyuan is their luck." There was a smile on Kong Shu's withered and miserable face, but there was no flesh on his face, only withered old skin, which made him look a bit scary. , "In the past, Jiang Xing was crazy about fighting and wanted to win a grand victory. Now the situation has become inevitable. I am not going to die soon. The only way is to seek peace."

When Chi Shangxing and Zou Mi heard this, they both lowered their heads in shame.

"If you are allowed to stay, what will happen in the future?" Kong Shu asked.

Chi Shangxing and Zou Mi didn't answer and looked sideways at Chen Zhiyuan.

Chen Zhiyuan came here out of curiosity, but when he saw the two of them being so defensive, he turned around with his sword in hand.

"Heavens disdain these flies and dogs, you just say it." Kong Shu said.

Chi Shangxing and Zou Mi naturally agreed with this. Chen Tianren's demeanor is definitely not comparable to that of Jiang Xingchi, who talks freely and plots.

Chi Shangxing knelt beside Kong Shu, clenched his hands into fists, and said in a low voice: "The hidden dragon is in the abyss, waiting for the time to move. Accumulate strength, endure and hide your name."

Kong Shu sat on a dead tree, looked at the sky in the distance, nodded slightly, then looked at Zou Mi and asked, "Where is Mi'er?"

Zou Mi lowered his head, didn't say anything, and didn't dare to look at Kong Shu. He just held Kong Shu's hand tightly.

"I understand." Kong Shu sighed, took out a wooden box, handed it to Chi Shangxing tremblingly, and said, "Leave it to Jiang Xingchi. He does tricks, but he has an upright heart, and he will never kill again."

Chi Shangxing and Zou Mi saw that Kong Shu had already made arrangements and had clearly budgeted for the route to Shouting Pavilion. They both couldn't help crying on Kong Shu's body.

"Since I entered the Tao, I have been fighting all my life, but my scheming and scheming cannot stop the general trend. Now that I have heard the Tao, I don't have to stay long." Kong Shu's cloudy eyes gradually dimmed.

The sky after the battle was clear, white clouds scattered in the distance, and cranes flew slowly by.

Kong Shu struggled to push Zou Chi and the two away, supported the dead tree with his back, pressed his hands on the ground, and moved slowly.

Chi Shangxing and Zou Mi didn't know what they meant, so they asked, but Kong Shu didn't answer.

After a while, the old body in torn robes finally stopped, leaning against a dead tree, facing the northwest, its cloudy eyes seemed to be a little brighter, holding Chi Shangxing tightly with one hand, and raising the other hand as if to grab something. .

"The wind and the moon are lonely for a few days, and they turn into stars and frost many times. The sea is vast and the mountains are far away, and I don't know where my hometown is." Kong Shu murmured, gradually becoming silent.

Chi Shangxing and Zou Mi couldn't bear it anymore and knelt on the ground.

Chen Zhiyuan held the long sword in his hand, stretched out his fingers and flicked the sword's edge, saying: "This sword follows me everywhere. It is a sword of survival, and Brother Kong is also a sword of survival. Now that this sword has seen the style of high-level cultivators outside the region, I have no regrets." "

As he spoke, the sword in his hand made a sound and fell in front of the dead tree, half a foot into the ground. The hilt of the sword was still shaking.

At this moment, the cheers of the Northern Expeditionary Allied Forces were heard one after another, but Wanshou Mountain could not stop crying, and the grief and indignation were soaring to the sky.

"Internally and externally, I am unparalleled. If I hear the Tao in the morning, I will die in the evening." Jiang Xingzhi wore a black and white checkered Taoist robe, with one hand behind his back and the other twirling his beard, looking at the dead trees at the foot of Wanshou Mountain in the distance.

Behind him stood Jing Sihui, Shi Qingyu and Jiang Xiaobai. The three of them were also stunned and could not speak for a long time.

Xiuxiu looked far away, the fox stepped on her head with his feet and stood up to look, even forgetting to swing his tail.

"I always thought that I overestimated the little...Chen Tianren, but I never thought that I actually underestimated him. He is well-deserved for his reputation as a heavenly being." The fox sighed endlessly.

"Is the old thief Kong dead? I feel like I have to escape from prison." Du Jueming asked.

"You have long legs, go and take a look." said the fox.

Du Jueming sneered and ignored the fox.

The excited voices on both sides of Songhe Mountain lingered, and there were several vortexes of spiritual energy. It was clear that someone took advantage of the opportunity of the Yuanying War to become Tianqi and wanted to advance.

"Brother Lihuo and others fell in front of this mountain. Now the new trees are sprouting, and it is finally time to stop the war."

Jiang Xingchi sighed when he saw someone building a foundation, "I have been running around for many times and suffered a lot of difficulties. Now I use Chen Tianren's sword to flatten Wanshou Mountain. Looking back on the past, I feel that today is not easy."

He turned around and looked at Jing Situi, saying, "Situi, you have worked so hard this time. But there are still bumps in the road ahead, and the way to heaven is uncertain. Are you still willing to follow me?"

A sneer came, and the fox's tail swung, "If you want to accept a disciple, just say it! How many detours? I think you really want to eat up Jiuzha Mountain..." Before he finished speaking, the fox was held down by Xiuxiu and Huang Ruhua.

Jing Si Tui was not moved by external things, and immediately knelt down and said, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"

Jiang Xingchi smiled and stroked his beard, very satisfied.

Wu Muqian, who was trying to get close to Zhu Jianyang in the distance, saw this, he opened his mouth, seemed to hesitate, then gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, hurried to Jing Si Tui, and knelt side by side.

"When I first met the senior, I felt that I was in awe of him, and I wanted to learn Taoism from him..." Wu Muqian cried and kowtowed, and his mouth was still unclear.

Jing Si Tui had just stood up, but he couldn't get a word in. He was also worldly-wise, but he was a little dazed at this moment.

Jiang Xiaobai held his forehead and turned away. Wang Yueying frowned and watched from the side, with disdain and a little envy on her face.

"Fellow Daoist Wumuchun and I hit it off right away, and you are not an outsider." Jiang Xingchi raised his sleeves to help Wumuqian up, saying, "Since you are willing, then follow me in the future."

"Thank you, Master, for taking me in!" Wumuqian kowtowed again and again, and turned to Jing Situi and knelt down, "Senior Brother, please accept my greetings."

Jing Situi quickly returned the greeting, saying something nonsense about brothers not needing to be polite and supporting each other in the future.

"Okay." Jiang Xingchi stopped the new brothers and told them, "Situi, take him down, go to the formation, and discipline the younger generation, so that there will be no trouble."

Jing Situi immediately accepted the order and retreated with the crying Wumuqian.

Gu Yao watched coldly, and suddenly a blessing came to her mind. She came to Gu Qingshui and whispered: "Grandmaster, Lin Zhuanlun is quite talented, and he has made some contributions in this Northern Expedition. He is not an outsider, so why not take him as your disciple?"

"He once inherited a part of the inheritance of the Taoist Master Wuxiang, how dare I be his disciple?" Gu Qingshui refused.

Gu Yao lowered her eyebrows, clenched her fists, and looked for Miaomiao and Jiang Yu with great grievance.

"How is Senior Brother Xiang?" Gu Qingshui looked at Jiang Xingchi.

"Ye has also arrived." Jiang Xingchi looked at the peak of Wanshou Mountain from a distance, "He will be able to pass the level soon."

Gu Qingshui was silent after hearing this, and Fox, Grandmaster Yang, and even Du Jueming all looked at Wanshou Mountain.

At this moment, Lin Bai was on the ruined attic, holding Pei Ning's hand, and looking towards the dead tree under Wanshou Mountain together.

This battle was too shocking. Kong Shu had a method of confinement, which seemed to be able to trigger rules and laws by cultivating the Great Dao, and then rule the world. Chen Tianren broke it with the most authentic and pure sword, and finally he was able to transform himself into the Dao, and use the will of all things to break his Dharma image, which really deserves the name of Tianren.

"Brother Mo, I once imitated Chen Tianren's pure sword, and I was slightly successful. Now it seems that Chen Tianren actually has two swords in parallel. What is the Great Dao of the other sword?" Lin Bai asked curiously.

Mo Yingcheng spread his hands, "I am not a sword cultivator, and Master has never mentioned it." He nodded at Pei Ning and smiled, "It will not be me who will inherit Master's mantle in the future."

Pei Ning did not say anything, but looked up at a few lonely clouds in the sky.

"I only hope that after this matter is over, I can ask Tianren for advice in person." Lin Bai felt something in his heart, thinking that he could also be like Chen Tianren, with the sword divided into two yin and yang, and the Dao divided into yin and yang.

"How did Master cultivate?" Li Wusheng put his hands on his hips, full of curiosity and yearning, with admiration and respect on his face.

No one answered for a while, just feeling that the difference between people was too great.

"This is the sword with the inside and outside, one sword with one great way." Suddenly, someone behind him said, the voice was heavy and vast.

The four turned around to look, only to see a man in a black robe and black hair standing with his hands behind his back. He was standing tall and majestic, with an unshakable momentum, looking at the peak of Wanshou Mountain from afar.

Mo Yingcheng and the other four immediately bowed and saluted, "To the ancestor."

Xiang Wuhui looked at the top of Wanshou Mountain, as if he had passed through the mountains and rivers, and said: "My natal rusty sword, rust is the outside, the sword is the inside. Chen Zhiyuan, with a pure heart, turned the dirty rust into the most true and pure sword, this is the outside. Then the sword heart is clear, penetrating the heaven and earth, taking himself as the way, and becoming the king."

After speaking, Lin Bai and others were in deep thought and silent.

The Songhe Mountain protection formation in the distance was not seen. The same is true on Longevity Mountain, and the sound of grief breaks through the sky.

The grief is not fake, which shows that Kong Shu is dead.

Xiang Wuhui did not even look in the direction of the dead tree, but only looked up at Longevity Mountain and said: "Chen Zhiyuan borrowed the treasure of the three Yuanying and a wisp of the remaining power of the incarnation to pave the sword tomb for you. The vastness and murderousness are in line with the destiny. However, the sword tomb is backed by the people who lost their way in Shoutian Pavilion, and the grief is too much; and Kong Shu is homesick and wants to survive, so it lacks the spirit of perseverance."

As he spoke, he took out a sword and said: "Chen Zhiyuan worked hard to leave a sword for your sword tomb, so I will lend you a helping hand! This sword was used by me when I was a Yuanying in the past. I hope you can get a bit of perseverance and never give up!"

The long sword in Xiang Wuhui's hand suddenly flew out and headed towards the dead tree.

And Xiang Wuhui also stepped forward. He didn't even look in the direction of the dead tree. He wasn't even curious about Kong Shu, who was cultivating the Xiangxiang Avenue. He didn't even listen to his dying words, and headed straight for the top of Wanshou Mountain. .

When he crossed the dead tree, it was perhaps the closest the two of them had been to each other in their lives. It's just that one person died at the bottom of the mountain, and another person went to the top of the mountain.

The sword surged forward, inserted into the dead tree with irreversible force, and landed beside Kong Shu.

This sword seems to have been unused for a long time, but it seems to have been here forever. It is a few steps away from Chen Zhiyuan's sword, on both sides of the dead tree.

Chi Shangxing raised his head and looked at the black shadow flying to the top of Longevity Mountain. Zou Mi's eyes were blank, and he only held Kong Shu's withered palm tightly.

Soon, four people were seen approaching. Mo Yingcheng, his wife and Lin Bai bowed to salute Chen Zhiyuan, but Pei Ning knelt down to salute.

"Brother Kong has extraordinary talent, you go and pay homage." Chen Zhiyuan said.

Lin Bai and the four others obeyed and went forward to pay homage to Kong Shu's body.

Then I saw several rays of light coming from Wanshou Mountain, which were the golden elixirs of Shouting Pavilion.

Four white clouds floated from the sky, and four people including Yunxia Zong Yun Wujiu, Tianhuo City Zhu City Lord, Jiuyin Mountain Zheng Yehe, and Guyang Sect Gu Zangsong fell down.

There was a flash of light coming from Songhe Mountain. They were Jiang Xingchi, Du Jueming, and Meng Shanhe, an old friend of Zhou Huishan.

A ray of green light fell on Lin Bai's head, it was Fairy Shen Yu.

All the Nascent Souls were silent. They first bowed to Kong Shu's body, but Meng Shanhe did not move.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang." Chi Shangxing stood up, holding the wooden box in his hand, "Senior brother left a relic and ordered me to deliver it."

Jiang Xingchi took it and after looking at it for a moment, he realized that the wooden box was imprisoned by a strange formation. After thinking for a moment, he took out a black chess piece and placed it on the wooden box. When there was no movement, he replaced it with a white piece.

The wooden box was opened, and there was a roll of animal skin paper inside.

Jiang Xingchi took it and looked at it, then put it away, and said to Chi Shangxing and Zou Mi: "Senior Sister Zou, please go back to Wanshou Mountain to take charge, and don't let the disciples get restless. Please, Senior Brother Chi, please follow us to the Songhe Mountain Hall to talk."

Chi Shangxing and Zou Mi looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

The Nascent Souls come and go as quickly as they come. Chi Shangxing left with Jiang Xingchi, and Zou Mi no longer had the habit of scolding Gu Qingshui in the past.

A wisp of fire popped up and fell on Kong Shu. Zou Mi knelt down and saluted again, and then took his disciples back to Wanshou Mountain.

Chen Zhiyuan nodded towards Peining, stepped onto the clouds, and headed towards the top of Wanshou Mountain.

Mo Yingcheng and Li Wusheng returned to Songhe Mountain without saying anything.

Under the dead trees, there were countless broken swords and various magic weapons scattered, many of which were stained with dust and blood.

The swords left by Chen Zhiyuan and Xiang Wuhui have become worn out, and the three Yuan Ying treasures in Shouting Pavilion have been shattered.

Kong Shu's remains turned into ashes, and the mountain wind blew up and was lost in the dust and smoke.

"This master is really speechless. Everyone is a kind teacher and a filial piety. Why does my apprentice always refuse to obey the discipline?" The fox sat on Lin Bai's head and sighed.

"There are teachers..." Before he could finish his words, the fox's tail curled up around Lin Bai's neck and headed towards Songhe Mountain.

At this time, the sun was gradually setting on the west mountain. Pei Ning sat cross-legged under the withered tree. There were faint sounds of cranes and apes roaring in the distance, which was so solemn and desolate.

Looking up at Longevity Mountain, I saw the dusk was vast, clouds were flying across, and the scenery was all over the dangerous peaks. (End of chapter)