The Wheel-Turning Master.

Chapter 223 Long River
The quiet room is silent.

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

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

The outer mist was moon-white with a hint of emerald green, and stars were visible in between.

"Xiu Xiu is thinking about me, and Aunt Gu protects me."

In the past, when practicing the flying knife method, calming the mind was the most important thing. Later, when practicing the Ruyi Jingxin Jue, calming the mind was also the most important thing.

Although I now rely on refining Tiger and Wolf Pills to calm my mind from time to time, there are actually very few things that can disturb my mind.

I sat quietly for a while, and my heart became calmer and calmer.

"The theory of alchemy is a continuation of previous events, formulated from one's own experience, temperament, and destiny. It is extremely important for the future path."

After thinking for a while, his mind moved and the fog surged.

Before long, the fog gathered into a courtyard.

Dark clouds hung low, and it was hot and windless.

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

Soon, the young man entered the room holding a hatchet upside down. A woman was lying on the bed, her body half covered, showing her coquettishness.

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

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

Lin Bai continued walking forward, and saw the fog dissipate and gather again, revealing a vast mountain forest.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. A middle-aged man with disheveled hair was leaning against a giant tree. He looked sad, yet heroic.

“The world is like a journey, life is short, uselessness is ultimately uselessness…” The man raised his arms and stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to chase the bright moon in the sky, but his injuries were too severe and he could not do it.

Lin Bai stepped forward and came to a cave. He saw sunlight leaking through the gap above and an old monk with ragged clothes and scars all over his body.

His face flashed purple, like an endless chain. A boy and a girl were standing not far away, cautiously on guard, still in shock from having narrowly escaped death.

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

The old monk stepped forward, his withered face covered in blood.

"It will all turn into dust in the end..." The old monk raised his head and stretched out his arms, looking at the sunlight setting on the top of the cave, as if he wanted to chase it.

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

The snow has stopped, the morning light is dim, the wind blows like a knife, and all things are prey.

Outside the small house, a woman was holding a sword and gazing into the sky.

Lin Bai pushed open the door of the house, and the charcoal fire in the house was like purgatory, burning with endless deathly air.

There was an old man lying on the bed in the room, with a red glow on his haggard face.

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

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

"This is the dead pulse."

There was nothing surprising in his last words, and he didn't even explain who would inherit the estate.

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

Only his eyes lost their luster and became more cloudy, his breath gradually became silent, and the rosy glow on his face just now also disappeared, and he turned pale again.

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

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

There were corpses everywhere, all of them were mutilated.

An old man with disheveled beard and blood gushing out of 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, your spine will never be able to straighten up again."

The scene moved again, showing an island.

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

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

When endless pressure descended, the man lay on the ground and crawled out of the hall, leaving behind a horrible blood mark.

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

It was a dark cave. It was extremely messy. A man was lying at the entrance of the cave, stretching his hand forward, as if he wanted to grasp the opportunity of the avenue.

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

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

In the mountain valley, the pressure of the calamity clouds dissipated, and an old man fell from the arched rock.

A young girl was kneeling on the ground crying, and a young man in a white robe was standing with his hands behind his back, looking quite unrestrained and freehand.

The young man looked at the old man and said with a smile: "A man covered in rust can also die generously for others?"

“Even after wiping off the rust and washing away the dross, there is still some innocence in one’s heart.” The old man replied.

After a long time, the old man looked at the girl and said softly: "My teacher's body has been covered with rust throughout his life and has long been unrecognizable. I wanted to use the thunder to wash it away, but it's too late. Everything here is caused by me, and when a person dies, all grudges disappear. You should be self-reliant and don't follow my old path." He spoke in a gentle voice with a kind smile.

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

A girl of about twelve or twelve was kneeling on the ground, and a young man was chanting verses, looking like a sage.

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 streaming down her face, "Master, my father is dead."

The sound of the wind ripples the lake water, reflecting the light of the stars.

A white-haired woman with a fierce look on her face was half-kneeling on the ground, and the colorful deer was kneeling prostrate.

"My elixir was already complete, and I just needed to seize the opportunity to swallow the elixir. How could I die midway?"

Blood was flowing out of the White-haired Witch's seven orifices, and she looked like a madman. Her hair moved in the wind, and her face suddenly aged, then became young again, changing constantly, and finally returned to the appearance of a girl, except that her hair remained white. Under the stars and the moon, it was even more eerie.

"The gods are reborn, and the lamps are lit to keep the day going!" The colorful deer howled in pain, and the colors on its body gradually faded. The aura of the white-haired woman suddenly surged and then returned to the cobblestone.

The sky and the earth turned again, and a tall tree appeared, with countless stars hanging from it.

"Before I get old, please touch my face so that you can remember what I look like." The woman with white hair choked with sobs.

The sound of the waves drowned out the figure of the woman. An old man was speechless. "I believe that the theory of alchemy is to go with the flow, to move the body and be calm. However, I have violated the original intention of the theory of alchemy. I want to change my destiny. This day has come." The stone plate returned to calm, the mist returned, and the stars became dim.

"Looking back, old events come back to me one by one. What I saw and heard is just like yesterday."

Lin Bai sat down cross-legged, stretched out his palm and looked at the lines on his palm carefully.

Soon, the fog rolled endlessly and rushed over again, forming a line from a point, slowly gathering into a corner, and then a stone tablet appeared in his hand, just like the countless old events just now connected into life.

In an instant, an abyss seemed to appear on the stone tablet, just like the cobblestone, and Lin Bai was sucked into it.

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

Looking up, I don’t know where it starts from; looking down, I don’t know where it is heading to.

Countless dust particles fell, some as tiny as ants, some as tall as mountains. However, they all fell into the long river and were buried in it in an instant.

The river seemed to be connected to the past. Lin Bai wanted to take a closer look, but a wave came and he was trapped in it.

Flooded and overwhelmed.

While struggling, Lin Bai suddenly found himself powerless, as if he was possessed by a dead tree, his hair turned white and wrinkled.

The long river was rushing, and Lin Bai was swept up in it, seeing scenes from the past again.

"Grandpa, we have to hire an apprentice." Xiuxiu closed the door of Baicaotang and kept muttering, "Find someone who can work. I think anyone is not bad, so he should be okay."

"Didn't you say that he was smooth-talking, cunning by nature, and wanted to escape our debt?" Mr. Bai checked the medicine cabinets one by one under the candlelight, thinking about how to restock them.

"After spending a few days together, he's actually not a bad guy, just a little stupid. When we went up the mountain to collect herbs, he kept calling me "Master Xiuxiu", but I ignored him." Xiuxiu came to the counter, picked up the abacus, and started clacking away. "I made two taels of profit today, and I sold on credit three taels and three. My net loss is one tael and two... Alas." She sighed helplessly.

The rain was pouring down continuously. Pei Ning was wearing black clothes and had black hair, holding a long sword in her hand. "How many rich families are there in this city?" She asked with a smile to Ren Qiaoyun who was serving beside her.

"I know that!" Ren Qiaoyun immediately joined in, and after talking for a long time, she asked again: "Do you want to buy grain for disaster relief? Those they have are all old termites, and you can't buy them at a reasonable price."

"If you go there and talk nicely and give some advice, you can always borrow some money." Pei Ning smiled faintly.

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

Song Qing sat on the stone bench and sighed, "Master is paranoid, and I am the one who suffers in the end. Black Turtle is just a turtle, so why do you have to go into the water?"

He was extremely helpless. A woman came forward, knelt down and called him "Immortal Master".

"Forget it, I'll just have some fun first!" Song Qing cleared away the gloom on his face, "People say that the mortal world can refine one's mind, I want to imitate that, maybe I can figure out the theory of the best elixir!"

Pei Ning was on a flying boat amidst the vast blue waves. He turned his head to look at the cabin door and saw a couple inside. However, Pei Ning knew that the gap was too big, so he could only clench his fists and wait.

In a quiet room, Zhu Yuling massaged Zhu Jianyang's back and said, "People's hearts are always hidden. Even if they won't turn against us, we have worked so hard to raise him. What if he just walks away in the future? Or if he joins another family, and our ancestors are gone, can we still come to him to ask for his return?"

Zhu Jianyang was relaxed and indifferent, and said with a smile: "If that's the case, then we should just pretend we don't know him. But in my opinion, he treats me as his senior. He just needs to think of me well, there's no need to use favors to pressure him, otherwise it won't make up for the gain."

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

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

The long river flowed, sweeping away the two of them, and then a pretty figure appeared.

"You were right to listen to me. This medicine will definitely work! It was given to me by a senior disciple of Tianchi Sect!" Jiang Xiaobai looked at an 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? His Taoist partner left him because of his inability to practice Taoism. He came to me for help, and I gave him the recipe for Tiger and Wolf Pills. Now he is full of energy and said he wants to go to Longmen Square to have some fun!"

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

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

The long river rolled and came to a street.

The area in front of Fengming Pavilion was in disarray, and mournful cries could be heard.

"We who have entered the Tao are actually no different from ordinary people. When a family member dies, we are also very sad." Xiuxiu felt emotional when she saw and heard about the difference between life and death of others.

"Who can give up all feelings and love?" Qu Ruyi held Xiuxiu's hand and said seriously, "The ancestor said that Song Qing did not lose his heart to pursue the Tao before his death. People of our generation who are still alive should hear about death and see life."

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

"Go away!" Huang Ruhua scolded the monkey with a stern face, holding a large wine jar in her hand and picking wine from the tree hole, "I'll have some wine from you, you stingy people!" She grumbled, but her face was happy as she drank, "I picked peach blossoms to exchange for wine money, hehehe."

After finishing her drink, she went to train the monkeys with her hands on her hips, and treated any wounds she had. "You monkeys are so cunning, fighting all day long, you are not monkey-like!"

On a high branch at the top of the tree, there was a man in white clothes lying, drinking, and he didn't even look at Huang Ruhua.

The fishy breeze on the island is quite suggestive of spring love.

"After all, the fairy came from our Qiaoshan, so she is very kind to us. She is afraid that we would be tired, so she lets us have a good rest first." Gu Jiuzhong sighed.

"The fairy comes from my family! It's only natural for her to be nice to me!" Yang Shaoan said proudly.

The two of them entered the courtyard happily and were still discussing how to invite Fairy Chen Yu to return to Qiaoshan.

A wave surges, and mountains and forests appear again.

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

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

"That's for sure! I've seen Fairy Chen Yu! She used to go play with the ancestor, and I once held her in my arms!" Gu Yao was very confident. She pointed to the front and said, "Look, there's a monster coming! It's a silly peacock!"

Another turn, and I saw a full moon in the sky, reflected on the deep pool.

The breeze ruffled the water, and the moonlight rippled. A young girl stepped forward, trying to sit on the stone slab in the middle of the deep pool, but she fell down.

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

The waves rolled in again, and only a hazy area was visible.

"Brother Xiang, you have made progress again." A phantom said with a smile.

"The road is thousands of miles long, and I have only taken a small step. I don't know how many more steps 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 remained silent for a long time.

The waves swept away the blessed land of Xianqiao, and came to a damp and dark place.

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

As the scenes passed, they were all things I had never seen before.

Lin Bai was sinking in the river, and he felt something in his heart.

The stone disc appears and the stars shine. The long river rolls, pushing the stone disc, as if turning back time, the white hair gradually fades, the wrinkles disappear, and the young appearance returns.

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

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

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