The Wheel-Turning Master.

Chapter 316: Pursuing the Culprit
Since he was asked to help investigate, Lin Bai would help.

However, the death of three golden elixirs is not a trivial matter. I don’t know why Shoutian Pavilion is so confident in letting others interfere.

The person in charge of this matter is Yuanying Wumuchun, but the person who allocates manpower and assists in the investigation is Jindan Wumuqian.

People from Shoutian Pavilion continued to arrive one after another, and the surrounding Jindan and Zhuji sects also sent people, but their status was too low, so they could only wait from afar.

Lin Bai was a cautious person, so he went to visit Wumuqian with Meng Yiwei.

This man was in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm and had a short beard. Unlike Xia Fenyi and the others who wore animal robes, he wore an embroidered Taoist robe inside out, looking quite elegant.

According to Meng Yiwei, Wumuqian is the junior of Wumuchun and has always been favored by Wumuchun. He is also a very unique person in Shoutian Pavilion and is very kind.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuanlun is a great man in Qiaoshan. I have long admired you." Wumuqian is indeed as humble as his name suggests.

On the way north, Lin Bai heard many "I've heard so much about you", most of which were just compliments, but this person was very sincere, as if he really had heard of you for a long time.

Lin Bai always observed etiquette and liked polite people the most. "No, no, I have admired you for a long time. Now that I have met you, this trip is worthwhile."

The two of them started arguing immediately, as if they didn't care about the three Jindan who died here.

After chatting for a while, Lin Bai finally remembered the main business and said, "Brother Wu Mu, can you find the whereabouts of the murderer?"

"Looking at the rocks and trees here, the battle was not fierce and was over in just a few breaths. I guess the murderer must have planned it for a long time and was killed with one blow." Wu Muqian said.

"Brother, can you tell how many people did it?" Meng Yiwei asked.

Wu Muqian pondered for a moment and said, "If we lure Xia Fenyi and the others into the formation and use the power of the formation, three or four people will be enough. But to kill people so easily and run away, the leader must be extraordinary."

"If we use formations, I'm afraid that even three or four people won't be able to finish it off so quickly." Lin Bai pointed to the surroundings and said, "Xiaowu Mountain is full of short mountains with thin spiritual energy, rocks, trees, and sometimes strong winds. If we set up a psychedelic formation, a wind and sand formation, or a wood formation, it would be in line with the geography. However, such formations are easily restrained and lack the killing power. But if we set up a powerful killing formation, we will need more materials and it will definitely leave traces..."

At this point, Lin Bai looked at Wu Muqian and said very seriously: "I have some knowledge of formations, and I guess the perpetrator must have used formations like the Phantom Sand to confuse their minds, and then used thunder to harm Senior Brother Xia and others."

"Junior brother, what you said makes sense." Wu Muqian looked at Lin Bai with a smile on his face, and said, "It's just that Xia Fenyi is definitely not an ordinary person. Tang Yong and Zhou Xian are both capable of offense and defense. It's difficult for ordinary three or five Jindan to kill him quickly. He also has the amulet of the God Transformation Ancestor. The murderer must have something to rely on. But what are the details? We still need to slowly investigate..."

As he spoke, he patted Lin Bai on the shoulder and said, "I didn't expect that Junior Brother is also familiar with formations. Let's get closer in the future."

"That's exactly what I meant!" Lin Bai said with a smile.

"Brother Wumu, your ancestor was well versed in the principles of yin and yang and was able to distinguish the four directions. I wonder what he would think?" Meng Yiwei asked.

Another Qu Chengjia? Lin Bai also looked at Wu Muqian curiously.

Wu Muqian heard this, looked up at Feizhou, and said: "The law should not be used lightly. If we, as the younger generation, rely on the ancestors for everything, how can we succeed? Of course, if it really doesn't work, the ancestors will definitely take action."

This guy has a scholarly air and doesn't seem to be from the same sect as Xia Fenyi and the others.

After chatting for a few more words, Wumuqian asked Lin Bai and Meng Yiwei to look around to see if there was anything left behind.

"In fact, they have already searched everywhere. We just need to go through the motions." Meng Yiwei transmitted the message, fearing that Lin Bai would interfere.

Lin Bai thought so too. Looking at Cheng Yuanli and Zhang Qing, the two of them were able to chat together and were also doing their job.

Everyone respected and feared Shoutian Pavilion, but the only person they respected and feared was the Ancestor Huashen. Now that something happened to Shoutian Pavilion, everyone was waiting to see what would happen, since they wouldn't be burned anyway.

Lin Bai is an honest man. He carefully inspects this icy place, trying to find the location of the murderer's formation.

After half a day, the moon was halfway up the sky, but still nothing was found.

Xiaowu Mountain remained frozen for a whole day, which shows the power of the god.

Seven Jindan came to Shoutian Pavilion, and six of them went out to search. Wu Muqian stayed here and was also very busy. He not only had to inquire about the surrounding sects and families, but also had to look for clues.

However, the Yuanyings on the flying boat were silent and no one knew what they were talking about.

When it was midnight, a cool breeze blew through here, making the cold even more intense.

Three days passed like this, and there was still no definite news.

"Brother Wu Mu, do you have any clue?" Lin Bai had been helping for three days and was very tired.

"The perpetrator is a veteran and left nothing behind." Wu Muqian sighed.

"Why don't we think of another way?" Cheng Yuanli also joined in. "Whenever a crime is committed, it's either for treasure or revenge. Does Senior Brother Xia have any enemies?"

After hearing this, Wumuqian remained silent.

The Jindan from various factions and families who came to help remained silent.

The reason is simple. With Xia Fenyi's temperament, he has offended countless people. If it weren't for the name of Shoutian Pavilion, he would have been killed long ago.

"Xia Fenyi's behavior is indeed a bit arrogant, but I have never heard of anyone who has made a mortal enemy with him." Wu Muqian shook his head slightly, "As for money, Xia Fenyi did get a lot of spiritual stones and spiritual materials during his trip south for business. The spiritual materials are still on the merchant ship and have not been lost at all. However, the spiritual stones were stored in his storage ring and were taken away by the thieves."

"The thieves have been planning for a long time and have acted very carefully..." Zhang Qing stroked his chin, "I'm afraid the thieves will not sell the stolen goods rashly, or they may sell them somewhere else, or they may have kept them in their hands for dozens or hundreds of years. This clue is difficult to track down."

"That's right, Junior Brother." Wu Muqian nodded approvingly at Zhang Qing. "But it's better to be prepared. All the towns and major sects and families have received orders to report any generous strangers immediately. But in my opinion, three days have passed, and the thieves are probably scattered and fled to other places, or hiding. "

"Brother, I heard that Xia Fenyi and the other two left the fleet and went out suddenly. Do you know the reason?" Lin Bai asked.

"I don't know." Wu Muqian sighed again, "They had just left Yubi Mountain and headed north to Yinshan Mountain. They met with disaster when they passed by this place. As for what was so urgent..."

Wumu Qian did not continue speaking, but looked towards the north in the direction of Shoutian Pavilion.

Everyone chatted for a while, but nothing came up.

At this point, we can only ask Nascent Soul to take action.

Wumu Qian bowed to all the Jindans, thanked them for their hard work, and then led everyone onto the flying boat.

When we got to the deck, it was actually quite lively.

Wumuchun, the Yuanying of Shoutian Pavilion, was in the middle, and the other eight Yuanying were on both sides, discussing the Tao.

Wumu Qian did not dare to step forward and speak. He just bowed with everyone and then waited quietly.

It was now the middle of the night, and they had to endure until after noon before the Yuanying Dao Conference was finally completed.

Wumuchun didn't seem to care much about Sanjindan's death, but rather felt relaxed.

Lin Bai guessed that Sect Leader Xia had not come in person, and might not even be at home! And Wu Muchun probably didn't get along well with Sect Leader Xia, so that's why he acted like this.

But since the people from Shoutian Pavilion were killed, Wumuchun must help, otherwise he would be laughed at.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while, when Wumu Qian led everyone forward to salute again, Wumu Chun finally looked over.

Wumuchun sat upright on a high desk, wearing a colorful feather robe, holding a whisk in his arms, with a calm and indifferent expression on his face, truly like an immortal.

"What's the matter?" Wu Muchun asked indifferently.

"Replying to the ancestor." Wu Muqian bowed and said respectfully: "There are no traces of thieves near Xiaowu Mountain. My fellow disciples and sisters have been running around outside, but they haven't seen any strangers or unusual things."

"So he got away?" Wumuchun asked. Wumuqian bent even lower, but didn't dare to say anything more.

"Brother Yuan, the merchant ship left from your Yubi Mountain. Do you know who the murderer is?" Wu Muchun looked at Yuan Jie of Yubi Mountain.

So you haven't asked these days? Lin Bai looked at Yuan Qiye behind Yuan Jie, and saw that the elder sister's face was a little pale, probably because she was afraid of the name of Shoutian Pavilion.

"I'm old and I don't care about the affairs of the sect." Yuan Jie turned his head and glanced at Yuan Qiye.

Yuan Qiye bowed to Wumuchun and said respectfully, "Replying to Elder Wumu, Senior Brother Xia stopped at my Yubi Mountain for three days before returning from the north. He bought some odds and ends and then sailed north on a merchant ship. I did not notice anything unusual."

Wu Muchun glanced at Yuan Qiye, nodded slightly, then looked at Meng Shanhe of Yinshan Mountain and asked, "Brother, Xia Fenyi went straight to your Yinshan Mountain but got stopped halfway. I wonder why?"

Meng Shanhe sighed and said, "Xia Fenyi is the direct descendant of your sect's leader. I really don't know what he is thinking."

No one wanted to have anything to do with Xia Fenyi.

Wu Muchun sat cross-legged without saying a word. After a while, he looked at Jiang Xingchi with a smile and asked, "If your sect's golden elixir was assassinated, how would you deal with it, Brother Xiang?"

Jiang Xingchi smiled and said, "Before, when my Qiaoshan Grand Master was away, Jiuyin Mountain bullied me and killed several people who were building foundation and practicing Qi. Qiaoshan was a place of etiquette, so they went to ask about the cause and effect, but they used despicable behavior to harm my Qiaoshan Tian family's golden elixir, which clearly showed that they did not take Qiaoshan seriously. My Qiaoshan Grand Master and the Yuanying in the sect lured Lu Haike, the instigator of Jiuyin Mountain, out of the island and surrounded and killed him together. A small lesson, this is the way to get back to the basics!"

The incident of the Yuanyings in Qiaoshan hunting Lu Haike caused a huge uproar, and it was known everywhere, especially the Yuanying sects, which became even more wary of Xiang Wuhui.

In the past, Xiang Wuhui was most famous in Qiaoshan, Yunxia Sect and Jiuyin Mountain, and was known as the best in the three sects. After he surrounded and killed Lu Haike, some people called him the best person under the God of Transformation.

When Jiang Xingchi said this, everyone looked at him sideways and couldn't help but wonder how tall Xiang Wuhui was.

Moreover, Qiaoshan has become more and more prosperous in recent years. In the past, it was only slightly superior to Jiuyin Mountain and Yunxia Sect, but now, Yunxia Sect and Jiuyin Mountain have no choice but to bow down.

Although the Gu family's Yuanying died in Qiaoshan before, and another Yuanying of the Cheng family died, the Gu family still has Gu Qingshui, and the Jiang Xingchi in front of them is a newcomer. Both of them are very young and have unlimited prospects.

The old people of Zhou Huishan and Shoutian Pavilion had not seen any new Yuanying for many years, and the old Yuanying of Zhou Huishan died one after another. People were getting more and more prosperous, but the north was in a period of shortage.

"Brother Xiang and I have known each other for a long time, but unfortunately he is either out or in seclusion, so we have never met each other."

Wu Muchun held the whisk in his arms, looking longing, and said: "Brother Xiang's actions are also admirable. If you can't even protect the people under your tutelage, how can you achieve the great Dao?"

"Brother, your advice is valuable." Jiang Xingchi praised.

"After things here are settled, I will go south to discuss Dao with Brother Xiang." Wumuchun said with a smile.

"If you can go, my humble home in Qiaoshan will be honored." Jiang Xingchi was very enthusiastic.

Wu Muchun nodded slightly, took out a feather fan and said, "We just need to get rid of the bad guys first!"

As he spoke, Wumuchun gently waved his feather fan, and a light breeze blew.

Everyone's robes moved slightly, but the wind was invisible and traceless, yet seemed to be everywhere.

Soon the wind became stronger and a flying bird could be seen faintly.

The bird spread its colorful wings, circled, and rushed down to Xiaowu Mountain.

Soon, a colorful bird brought a leaf, then the bird disappeared and the leaf fell on the feather fan.

"Everything is connected by a thread, this is the yin and yang of fate! Since the thief dared to harm our Shoutian Pavilion disciples, we must go to heaven and earth to track down the real culprit!"

The ebony spring feather fan flapped, and the leaf turned into dust, then turned into a flying bird, circling in the air.

The wind was getting stronger in the sky, the flying boat was shaking constantly, the pressure from the Nascent Soul was spreading layer by layer, and many foundation-building disciples were already unable to stand steadily.

Wumuchun's hair and beard fluttered, and his feathered clothes trembled continuously. He shouted, "Go!" and the flying bird flew into his forehead.

No one spoke for a moment, and everyone looked at Wumuchun.

Lin Bai also looked curious and stared at Wumuchun closely.

Qu Chengjia had also tracked her down in the same way before, but to no avail; later Fox also helped Xiuxiu, but her methods were not very effective to begin with.

"Now that I have been replaced by the Nascent Soul of Shoutian Pavilion, will there be a high-level Divine Transformation cultivator who will come to check my background in the future?" Lin Bai kept complaining in his heart, without any sense of danger in his heart.

After a long time, the wind died down and the Ebony Spring Feathers fell off.

Then he slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a celestial bird circling in his pupils, which was so profound that Zhu Jindan couldn't take his eyes away for a moment.

Wumuchun looked around at the golden elixirs, then at the Yuanyings, and finally the light in his eyes disappeared.

"I've heard that Brother Wumu is an expert in numerology. I'm fortunate to meet him today. This trip is worthwhile." Jiang Xing said with a silly smile.

Wu Muchun put away his feather fan, hugged his whisk, and said with a smile: "These are just some tips, but they are not as good as what I have taught you."

He was very humble, very different from the Shoutian Pavilion monks he had seen before.

"Has the deduction been completed?" Yuan Jie of Yubishan asked anxiously.

Everyone looked over curiously, wanting to know which hero dared to attack Shoutian Pavilion.

"Of course I saw who committed the crime." Wu Muchun spoke slowly, with great confidence.

"Who did it?" asked the old leader of Qingxin Xuanmen.

Wumuchun did not answer either. He slowly glanced at all the Yuanyings and finally stopped at Yuan Jie of Yubi Mountain.

Yuan Jie frowned in confusion, and Yuan Qiye was so frightened that he didn't say a word.

"It's not someone else." Wu Muchun pinched a strand of beard and smiled, "It was an old friend of Zhou Huishan, Nascent Soul Xie Qingxuan. He harbored resentment and secretly harmed the direct descendant of the head of the Shoutian Pavilion. It was a provocation!"

The old people from Zhou Huishan went south in three groups. The second group had a total of five Yuanyings. Among them, Xie Qingxuan and the Taoist in yellow robe went far away. The former’s whereabouts were unknown, and the latter died.

After Wu Muchun finished speaking, Yuan Jie, who was also in the second group heading south, was stunned, and Yuan Qiye didn't know what to say either.

From Meng Shanhe and below in Yinshan, everyone was also stunned.

After a short silence, there was an uproar. Zhou Huishan's old friends said it was impossible, while others who had a grudge against Zhou Huishan said it must be this person.

Lin Bai also frowned and thought carefully, thinking to himself, if I hadn't done it myself, I would have believed you, old man!

But looking at Wumuchun's expression, he was clearly extremely certain.

Lin Bai guessed that Wumuchun might be untraceable, so he just made a good excuse to frame him.

"Although Xie Qingxuan and Brother Yuan were both in the second group to go south, they have never had any contact with each other. This is definitely not the fault of Yubi Mountain, nor is it the fault of the old people in Zhouhui Mountain."

Jiang Xingchi stood up and acted like a good guy. He bowed to Wu Muchun and said, "Brother, if you want to track this person down, I am willing to follow you! If you don't get this person, I will never return to Qiaoshan!"

For a moment, no one said anything.

Lin Bai watched secretly, and always felt that Jiang Xingchi had big plans, or that he had something big to gain from the ancestor.

(End of this chapter)