The Wheel-Turning Master.

It was as chaotic outside the hall as a market, but inside the hall it was peaceful.

The two Yuanyings sat high, and the Jindans stood on both sides.

"Brother Meng, you have come from afar, but you heard that I, Qiaoshan, have been working hard for your sect. Do you want to come and thank you?"

Jiang Xingchi laughed loudly and waved his hand, saying, "Brother Meng, there is no need to do that. The Grand Master of Qiaoshan cannot bear to see fellow Taoists being wronged. After hearing about the incident with the old friend of Zhouhuishan, he was furious and wanted to argue with fellow Taoist Yuliushan, but he didn't expect that guy to dare to take action. Unfortunately, this guy was too ambitious and was beaten to death in three rounds. We were trying to mend the chaos in Zhouhuishan, but we accidentally killed someone, so we quickly asked fellow Taoist Lihuo of Jiuzhashan to act as a middleman and went to find Master Xia to explain the situation, but Master Xia was impatient and started beating him. The Grand Master of Qiaoshan acted with kindness and justice. Although he was annoyed by Master Xia's rudeness, he only punished him slightly and did not take his life."

At this point, Jiang Xingchi ignored the angry eyes of the other Jindan masters in Shoutian Pavilion and continued to talk, "Where morality is, where the people's hearts are. Our East Sea region is poor and barren, and there are no high-level cultivators, but it is not something that can be bullied by the barbarians from outside the region."

This preemptive move brought silence to the hall.

The three golden pills of Shoutian Pavilion all looked unhappy, especially Yu Xianping, who was trembling slightly. She didn't dare to do anything to Jiang Xingchi, but just glared at Lin Bai.

Lin Bai was an honest man and just pretended not to see it.

Jiang Xingchi looked happy, not noticing anything strange, and continued with a smile: "Brother Meng gave me the treasure before, and I am very grateful in my heart. If I can win back a few inches of my hometown for Brother Meng this time, it will be regarded as not letting Brother Meng down."

"That's not necessary." Meng Shanhe smiled bitterly and waved his hand, saying, "You came without asking for permission, which is really a bad guest. I hope you don't blame me."

"Brother Meng, what are you talking about?" Jiang Xingchi said enthusiastically, "I just hope Brother Meng can stay for a few more days, so we can play chess and discuss Taoism, 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 span was coming to an end. At this moment, he was like a cicada in the autumn wind.

No one in the hall spoke. Wu Muqian stepped forward, bowed to Jiang Xingchi, and said, "Senior Jiang came to our sect earlier, and we treated him with courtesy. I didn't expect that you would secretly plot against our sect's ancestor Yu. May I ask if this is a moral obligation?"

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

Meng Shanhe sighed and said, "I have heard of Daoist Fellow Xiang's reputation for being a man of integrity. But I personally think that this matter was not handled properly."

"The supreme leader of my sect is standing up for an old friend of Zhou Huishan. Why do you seem to be blaming me, senior brother?" Jiang Xingchi was puzzled.

Meng Shanhe didn't believe a word of Jiang Xingchi's words, and didn't bother to argue. He just smiled and asked, "Brother Jiang, I came here to meet fellow Taoist Xiang. Can I see him?"

"Alas, because of the incident at Yuliu Mountain last time, my Qiaoshan Grand Master was secretly injured and is currently recuperating in seclusion at the Xianqiao blessed land." Jiang Xingchi sighed.

Just now you said that Yu Liushan was not a three-way opponent, how come Xiang Wuhui was secretly injured now? Meng Shanhe used to think that this fellow Daoist Jiang was soft and easy to talk to, but now I see that he is just fooling people! There are no good people in Qiaoshan!
After a moment of silence, Meng Shanhe sighed again and said, "Brother Jiang, your sect is a blessed land for immortals, and it is connected to all directions, peaceful and prosperous. If it is involved in a war, I am afraid that all the people here will suffer."

Jiang Xingchi stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "Brother Meng, do you miss your hometown?"

The cloudy eyes of old Yuanying Meng Shanhe suddenly brightened a little, then returned to silence without saying another word.

Wu Muqian stepped forward woodenly, without any greeting, and just said, "May I ask Senior Jiang, what does Qiaoshan want?"

Lin Bai and Jing Situi both looked up at Wumuqian.

Jiang Xingchi still ignored him, but smiled and looked at Lin Bai, asking: "Lin Zhuanlun, I remember when you went north, you wrote a northern travelogue, which detailed the disaster of Shoutian Pavilion going south. Is this true?"

Disasters in the south? Lin Bai held back his headache and said, "I was bored and interviewed the local customs and people, and there was indeed something about the Shoutian Pavilion."

"Good." Jiang Xingchi praised, "Give that Journey to the North to Cheng Keshui and have him publish it everywhere so that the younger generation can know the origin of the Zhou Huishan Rebellion."

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

Seeing that Jiang Xingchi still ignored him, Wu Muqian could no longer bear it, so he took another step forward and said in a deep voice: "Excuse me, senior, does Qiaoshan really want to fight?"

"We in Qiaoshan have always won people over with virtue." Cheng Keshui put away the broken draft, took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "When the war breaks out, the whole world will be devastated, and naturally no one wants that."

Wu Muqian looked at Cheng Keshui and asked, "What does your sect want?"

"The Shoutian Pavilion has occupied the land of Zhouhui Mountain, which has caused chaos for a thousand years and countless casualties." Cheng Keshui looked at Wumuqian and said seriously, "As long as your sect gives up the occupied land and allows the old people of Zhouhui Mountain to return, I, Qiaoshan, will do my part and ensure that your Shoutian Pavilion is safe."

This doesn't look like they're planning to talk! Even if the three Jindans of Shoutian Pavilion were stupid, they knew what it meant.

“People say that your sect’s supreme leader is the number one person below the God Transformation Realm, but after all, he is not the God Transformation Realm!” Yu Xianping gritted her teeth.

"If you want to use the God Transformation to suppress others, please go to Yin'e Mountain, Yubi Mountain, and Wuque Mountain. They have seen the God Transformation ancestor of your sect, so they are naturally convinced. But I, a people from Qiaoshan, have never seen one, and do not know the power of the God Transformation." Cheng Keshui spoke coldly, not giving any face to the old people from Shoutian Pavilion and Zhouhui Mountain.

Meng Shanhe said nothing and Meng Yiwei kept his head down.

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

Jiang Xingchi smiled, looked at Meng Shanhe, and invited him, "Brother Meng, you have come from afar. Would you like to come to my humble abode and play a game of chess?"

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

The two Yuanyings didn't say anything else and just waved their sleeves and left, leaving the remaining Jindans dumbfounded.

There are three golden elixirs of Shoutian Pavilion in the hall, 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 yet."

"Brother Yuanli and I have similar personalities. We are not strangers. Thank you for being too polite, senior brother." Lin Bai said with a smile.

The two of them ignored the presence of outsiders and were extremely affectionate.

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

It was as if he hadn't even seen the three golden elixirs from Shoutian Pavilion, and he showed no courtesy at all.

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

"Brother Wu Mu, how are you?" Lin Bai was a kind man and he greeted him first.

"What do you think?" Wu Muqian said with resentment.

"..."Lin Bai saw that Wu Muqian looked like a resentful woman and didn't know how to start talking.

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

"Xia Fenyi chose to die in a worthy manner, and I am just following God's will." Lin Bai said.

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

Just then, a man rushed in from outside. It was Yang Shu.

Yang Shu had been training in Xinyifang for a long time and was a man of courtesy. He saluted to everyone first, and then saluted to Wumu Qian specifically, saying, "I borrowed your precious land to make my elixir before. Your kindness is great. I will never forget your kindness."

Wu Muqian's face became even uglier.

Yang Shu was unaware and continued, "My sister heard that outstanding people from all over the country were gathering here, so she prepared some wine and sent me to treat them."

After bowing to everyone again, Yang Shu looked at Wumuqian expectantly.

Wu Muqian was silent for a while, then looked at Yu Xianping and Xia He. The latter two were expressionless and did not express anything at all.

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

"Please!" Yang Shu was very happy. He pulled Wumuqian 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, only to see many people gathered on the platform outside the hall. Most of them were disciples of Qiaoshan, and there were also a few disciples of Jiuzhashan, and the other seven were foundation-building people of Shoutian Pavilion.

It looks like the fight is over and the winner has been decided.

I saw seven people from Shoutian Pavilion gathered together, looking arrogant.

Although Qiaoshan had more people, they were not as powerful. Miaomiao's black clothes were torn in several places, a lot of her hair was burned and scattered behind her head, and her face was black, it seemed that she had been beaten.

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

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

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

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

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

When Lin Bai saw how miserable the two men looked, he knew that they had definitely lost the fight.

"Lost?" Lin Bai had a huge headache. He had been a hero all his life. Even if he couldn't win, he would admit his mistakes in private. He had never lost face in broad daylight!

"Master, I am incompetent. Please punish me." Miaomiao and Jiang Yu knelt on the ground obediently. The people from Qiaoshan behind them pointed and shook their heads.

"Miao Miao is indeed not as good at fighting as you." Cheng Shuang was a decent man and gave a fair evaluation immediately.

"Winning and losing are common!" Cheng Daojin also has a point.

"Senior, the two junior sisters are not good at fighting, so this is understandable." 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 murmured.

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

Just when he was about to say a few words to brush the matter off, Xia He suddenly stepped forward, looked at the seventh foundation-building master of Shoutian Pavilion, and shouted, "Who lost?"

Among the seven people, a young man 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 severe punishment, but a murder!
At this moment, a white light fell and immediately blocked the green light.

A heavy sound was heard, the green light dissipated, and the gourd returned to Lin Bai's hands.

"The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. How can one become successful without setbacks? Why are you doing this, senior sister?" Lin Bai said with a smile.

"I am in charge of disciplining my own children. How does it have anything to do with you?" Xia He said coldly.

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

Xia He straightened her back and looked at Lin Bai, with fire in her eyes.

Lin Bai smiled and didn't take it seriously.

"Lin Zhuanlun, your disciple has lost two games in a row. It seems that you are just like that." Xia He said.

"I have limited skills and cannot teach. I can only rob people." Lin Bai said with a smile.

When Xia He heard this, she 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 as if I were taking a leisurely stroll in the garden. Killing Xia Fenyi is as easy as pie. The incarnation restriction is like a breeze blowing on your face, and the three Yuanyings appear at the same time like a passing cloud! Are you qualified to ask whether Lin is a hero or not?"

"You..." Xia He pointed at Lin Bai and trembled 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 spread the word: "He is Gu Qingshui's lover, and he has a coquettish temperament. 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, then 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 on the Dao because of a temporary setback. I was chased by your sect's three Yuanyings 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 have only suffered a small setback, so you should learn from your shame and be brave. Don't lose heart."

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

The summer cicada trembled but did not dare to respond.

Lin Bai looked at Wu Muqian again and said with a smile, "I guess Senior Sister Yang has been waiting for a long time. It's time for us to go over too."

Wu Muqian nodded woodenly.

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

Yang Huan had already moved to a new cave, which was located on the edge of a cliff with beautiful scenery.

After the polite words, Yang Huan tried hard to persuade them to drink, but Xia He and Yu Xianping did not give him any face and refused to open their mouths.

"Let's drink." Lin Bai just held Wumuqian and said, "Brother Wumu, although we each serve different masters, it does not affect our friendship."

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

Lin Bai poured him another glass of wine and said, "On this 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 all listen to the orders of one person."

Wu Muqian remained silent.

"It's over now, there's no going back." Lin Bai just poured the wine and asked, "Brother Wu Mu, 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. I'll meet Senior Lihuo and then visit Chen Tianren."

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

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

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

"You..." Wu Muqian tightly grasped the wine glass and said unconvincedly: "Brother Zhuanlun, are you 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 accomplished as long as I ask the ancestor to do it." (End of this chapter)