The Wheel-Turning Master.

Three days have passed since the ancestor Xiang passed the tribulation and became a god.

The area around Black Wind Mountain has been renovated long ago, with pavilions, palaces, auspicious clouds and flying cranes, giving it a fairy-like atmosphere.

But the breeze still blew a bit of bloody smell. If you look from a distance, you can still remember the scene of Kong Shu slaughtering people here in the past.

At this moment, all the Yuanying gathered in the hall. As the master of this place, Meng Shanhe naturally took the main seat.

There are also Yun Wujiu from Yunxia Sect, Chen Tianren from Daoyin Sect, Zheng Yehe from Jiuyin Mountain, Yang Yangxin from Qiao Mountain, Gu Cangsong from Guyang School, Zhu City Lord of Tianhuo City, Shi Huayu from the Shi family, Du Jueming from Jiuzha Mountain and Elder Qin and others.

There was also a green fox, held in Lin Bai's arms.

Although there were many people in the hall, no one said a word.

At this point, all the Yuanyings already knew it clearly and they no longer had the qualifications to make conditions with Qiaoshan.

From now on, there will be only one voice in the entire Zhouhui Mountain, and there will be only one voice in the entire East China Sea.

Now all the Yuanyings only hope that Xiang Wuhui will keep his word and not occupy the seventh-rank treasure land all at once, and be as virtuous as Shoutian Pavilion.

While I was waiting anxiously, a man came from a distance.

Wu Muqian had a Taoist bun on his head, held a whisk in his arms, and wore a black and white plaid Taoist robe. He had a serious face and if you didn't know him, you would think Jiang Xingchi had come.

This person held his head high and chest puffed out, stepped into the hall, bowed to all four directions, and said, "My master invites Senior Yun from the Yunxia Sect, Senior Chen from the Daoyin Sect, and Senior Yang from Qiaoshan to come to Wanshou Mountain for a chat."

After saying that, Wumu Qian glanced at Lin Bai, as if to say: Don’t think you can get through the skirt of two Yuanyings and hold a Yuanying fox, because I have the ancestor Xiang and my mentor behind me!
"Did you tell him what it was about?" Meng Shanhe asked curiously.

"No." Wu Muqian raised his head and replied.

Seeing Wu Muqian's bullying attitude, Meng Shanhe said, "I remember you were Wu Muchun's junior, and later became Kong Shu's apprentice, and then Jiang Xingchi's apprentice."

"That's right." Wu Muqian felt something was wrong and quickly bowed again.

But it was too late. Meng Shanhe stretched out his hand, pulled Wumuqian in front of him, and then slapped him.

"You are just a wild dog delivering messages, how dare you treat all my Nascent Soul cultivators as nothing? Shoutian Pavilion is no longer the one in charge of this place, how dare you, a wild dog from outside the region, be so rampant?" Meng Shanhe was very angry.

In the past, Meng Shanhe was so kind and gentle in his actions, but after his old friends in Zhou Huishan died and he stopped practicing in Heifengshan, his temper became even worse. Previously, he wanted to kill all the remnants of Shoutian Pavilion, and now he even ignores Jiang Xingchi's beloved disciple.

No one spoke for Wumuqian, and several people didn't even open their eyes.

"Get out!" Meng Shanhe threw Wu Muqian out of the hall.

Lin Bai saw Wumuqian falling more than ten feet outside the hall before he stopped, and he didn't even get up, but just lay on the ground with red eyes and a daze.

"I'm going to Wanshou Mountain to take a look. Please wait for a moment." Yun Wujiu stood up.

Yang Yangxin and Chen Zhiyuan also followed him out.

After waiting for another day, Chen Tianren and Yang Yangxin did not come back, only Yun Wujiu came back.

All the Yuanyings hurriedly came forward and asked what happened, but they did not dare to directly ask about the ancestor's recent condition.

"From now on, Zhou Hui Mountain has someone to guard it." Yun Wujiu said lightly.

The Yuanyings knew that Yun Wujiu had seen the ancestor Xiang with his own eyes, and that he was a towering figure with overwhelming power in the entire region.

Then Yun Wujiu asked Meng Shanhe to go to Wanshou Mountain again.

After waiting for half a day, Jiang Xingchi and Meng Shanhe came back together. The two held each other's arms, like real brothers.

The Yuanyings knew that the matter had been settled, so they waited patiently for the result.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xingchi was not in a hurry at all, and ordered Jing Shitui to summon a group of Jindan to attend the meeting.

These golden elixirs were none other than Yang Shu and Mo Yingcheng who attended the meeting on behalf of Yang Yangxin and Chen Tianren, the rest of the golden elixirs were the descendants of the Nascent Souls who had fallen previously.

Since the attack on Shoutian Pavilion, many Yuanying had died, including four former members of Shoutian Pavilion, namely Yuan Jie, Lei Zaixiao, Gui Zhenzi and Mu Lian.

Yuan Qiye, Wang Yueying, Bian Wencai and Mu Ping attended the meeting on behalf of these four people.

After the Taoist Lihuo of Jiuzha Mountain, Jing Si retired, and Yan Qingfeng also had his juniors present.

There are also Hua Yanling, the descendant of Sect Master Hua of Hehuan Sect, Li Xuanji, the beloved disciple of Fu Bozi of Yunxia Sect, Sun Shiqi, the descendant of Sun Baopu of Tianyan Sword Sect, Ye Zhoudu, the first disciple of Mei Linghan of Qingxin Xuanmen, and Xue Yunping, the descendant of Xue Liufeng of Xuyun Sect.

Seven Yuanyings died in the battle at Black Wind Mountain, and four died in the battle at Wanshou Mountain, so there were a total of eleven Golden Cores.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Jiang Xingchi looked at Meng Shanhe and asked, "Brother Meng, what do you think?"

Meng Shanhe glanced at Jiang Xingchi, then at the Yuanying who were recuperating and closing their eyes, and said, "The ancestor asked you and me to make the decision. I am old and stupid, so you should make the decision."

Jiang Xingchi pretended to refuse, but Meng Shanhe insisted on accepting him. None of the Yuanyings said anything, and they just watched the two of them being hypocritically polite.

The fox, in particular, actually started snoring.

After a long fuss, Jiang Xingchi finally agreed reluctantly.

"I have fought through many hardships and battles to get to where I am today." Jiang Xingchi was quite emotional and sighed repeatedly, "Thinking back to yesterday, the voices and smiles of my dear friends, Brother Yuan, Brother Lei, Brother Lihuo, etc., are still fresh in my mind."

Sure enough, when the names of these three Yuanying were mentioned, Yuan Qiye, Wang Yueying and Jing Shitui all had sad expressions, and the other Jindan also had red eyes, unable to suppress their sadness.

Wang Yueying had already joined the Jiang family. At this moment, she stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Senior Jiang, my ancestor died to restore Zhou Huishan. Please don't forget my ancestor's contribution..."

As he spoke, he sobbed and fell to his knees on the ground.

All the Jindan felt sympathy for each other and knelt down upon seeing this.

"To have what we have today, we naturally won't forget the contributions of our ancestors. Everyone, get up." Jiang Xingchi was really kind and gentle, but the Jindan still didn't get up.

Jiang Xingchi sighed and said, "You are all descendants of meritorious service, how could I forget? I promised my ancestors in this generation that I would give you an explanation and would not let the injured bleed and cry."

All the Jindans bowed down again.

With such a noble cause in mind, Jiang Xingchi, with the support of the ancestor and the support of Zhou Huishan's old friends, immediately made the first arrangement.

That is, for every Nascent Soul that dies, their descendants can occupy a fifth-level blessed land. In Zhouhui Mountain, there are 24 fifth-level spiritual lands, of which three are of the highest quality, which is as good as the Immortal Bridge Blessed Land.

Moreover, wherever a fifth-level blessed land is located, there must be lower-level blessed lands in the surrounding area, which are also under the jurisdiction of the fifth-level blessed land. Some of them are rich in minerals, and some are suitable for growing spiritual plants, all of which can ensure the continuation of the Taoist tradition in the future.

Seeing such a favor, all the golden elixirs bowed down and thanked Jiang Xingchi first, and then thanked the ancestor.

The Yuanyings were not fools. Seeing Jiang Xingchi's arrangement, they knew that he was trying to win people over. But no one said it was not true. At least it showed that he was sentimental, which was a great quality.

Thus, eleven of the twenty-four blessed places have been divided up.

"Brother Jiang," Meng Shanhe raised an objection, "With so many people living separately in Zhouhui Mountain, and each coming from a different place, they will have families to support them. After a few hundred years, if there is a quarrel, you will not obey me and I will not obey you. Who knows, the civil strife in Zhouhui Mountain in the past may repeat itself. If there is a dispute, what should we do? This matter cannot be ignored."

Sure enough, Jiang Xingchi attached great importance to Meng Shanhe's words, twirling his beard and thinking silently.

"You guys talk first, I'm going to go back and meditate." Yun Wujiu was too lazy to argue and went straight out. Then Gao Yuanyuan came in and discussed matters on behalf of the master.

The Yuanyings did not say a word and watched Jiang Xingchi and Meng Shanhe perform quietly.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Jiang Xingchi still couldn't come up with an idea, the fox finally couldn't help it, jumped out of Lin Bai's arms, landed on Lin Bai's head, and said: "Then why don't we let all these people go to Zhou Huishan? From now on, they will be separated from their families!"

"Fairy, what you said makes sense!" Jiang Xingchi immediately realized it and said to Meng Shanhe, "I'll have to trouble Brother Meng to take care of these people from now on."

Meng Shanhe refused repeatedly, saying that he was not good at economics and management, and that it was difficult to convince the crowd. Finally, he said, "In the past, Ancestor Xiang was in charge of Xianqiao, and now Ancestor Xiang is in charge of Wanshou Mountain. What is the difference between Qiaoshan and Zhouhui Mountain? Why not send a group of people from Qiaoshan to join Zhouhui Mountain, and then choose one person to lead it? Wouldn't it be wonderful?"

“This…” Jiang Xingchi stroked his beard and pondered, then looked at the Yuanyings. Unfortunately, none of them were too lazy to pay attention to him, and they all remained silent.

"Of course, that's great. Zhou Huishan is the inheritor of the Divine Transformation. It's beyond our reach." Jiang Xingchi agreed, looked at Yang Shu, and asked, "Brother Yang, do you have anything to say?"

"Our ancestors said that we must obey the orders of our elders in everything!" Yang Shu immediately fought.

Jiang Xingchi looked at Lin Bai again.

"The same goes for Ancestor Gu!" Lin Bai said immediately, and added, "Senior Zou has no objection either!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Jindan cultivators on the field couldn't help but look over, and even the Yuanying cultivators took a second look.

"Okay!" Jiang Xingchi was very satisfied, "That's settled!"

"Was it decided long ago, or was it decided today?" Gu Zangsong from the Guyang School couldn't help but sneer when he saw that Qiaoshan was trying to take advantage of Zhou Huishan.

Jiang Xingchi ignored him, only Jing Shitui took the lead and knelt down, saying: "Zhou Huishan is vast, and I, on behalf of my master, recommend Senior Meng to be the head of the sect!"

Wang Yueying immediately said, "I am a descendant of Zhou Huishan's old family. I am willing to serve Senior Jiang as the head of the sect on behalf of my ancestors!"

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Yueying spoke, all the Jindan began to clamor, saying that they only recognized Senior Jiang.

The fox rolled his eyes and tickled Lin Bai's nose with his tail, thinking, everyone knows that you two are Jiang Xingchi's people, why are you talking nonsense here?
The Yuanyings naturally understood that on other days, a few Jindans would not be qualified to enter the palace, and they were still talking about making decisions on behalf of the deceased Yuanyings. But now, the voices were getting louder and louder! Jiang Xingchi was really a hypocrite. He had the backing of the God of Transformation. Even if you said you wanted to be the head of the sect, who could do anything to you? Why did you do this?
Sure enough, Jiang Xingchi said some nonsense like "I am not talented enough" and "I am not virtuous enough", and said that Brother Du is smarter than me, Brother Meng is more virtuous than me, and Brother Zhu is better at business than me. Finally, he said, "How can I, a wild man from Qiaoshan, be elected as the leader of this Wanli area of ​​Zhouhui Mountain?"

He raised his hand and pressed it down, saying sternly: "Don't mention this matter again, wait until I report it to the ancestor before we talk about it."

Lin Bai watched silently, thinking that if Xiao Yuer had one-tenth of her ancestor's thick skin, she wouldn't have been led astray by Miaomiao!

Jiang Xingchi put aside the matter of electing a leader, but started giving orders again.

The descendants of all deceased Yuanying can be allocated a piece of blessed land in Zhouhui Mountain, but they must move in the immortal and mortal population.

For example, Sun Shiqi, the descendant of Sun Baopu of the Tianyan Sword Sect, can obtain a blessed land alone, but he needs to transfer people from the Tianyan Sword Sect to fill it up.

Moreover, the people who moved here will be the descendants of Zhouhui Sect in the future, and will no longer be members of Tianyan Sword Sect. As for Tianyan Sword Sect, it will naturally be inherited by the remaining people, and Zhouhui Sect can protect it for a thousand years without being attacked by outsiders.

In this way, they can continue the inheritance of the deceased Yuanying, and also separate a branch to join the Huashen Sect, which is really the best of both worlds. After a few hundred years, when the population has multiplied, Zhouhui Mountain will surely be able to restore its former glory.

As for where the golden elixirs will be distributed, we will have to discuss it later.

Afterwards, Jiang Xingchi sent the golden elixirs from many generations of deceased Yuanying out of the hall, and then he discussed serious matters with the Yuanying.

According to Jiang Xingchi, everyone went back to their own homes, but Zhou Huishan was willing to allocate a blessed land, and each Yuanying could send people to fill it.

Of course, the divided land also belongs to Zhou Huishan, and the people sent by various factions also belong to Zhou Huishan.

The Yuanyings on the field all knew that even if the people who moved to Zhouhui Mountain missed their old sects, after a thousand or hundred years, would they recognize the Yuanying sect of their so-called hometown, or the Zhouhui sect guarded by the Huashen? This was self-evident.

But this is an open conspiracy. As long as the ancestor Huashen is around, everyone will definitely call themselves disciples of the Zhouhui Sect in the future.

The Yuanyings quarreled for a while, unwilling to split up. Jiang Xingchi said he wanted to give up Qiaoshan, but no one dared to take it. Jiang Xingchi asked what everyone wanted, but the Yuanyings couldn't say anything.

After all, the leader Yun Wujiu was not there, Meng Shanhe, an old friend of Zhou Huishan, had become accomplices of Jiang Xingchi, Mo Yingcheng, who came on behalf of Chen Tianren, disguised himself as a saw-mouthed gourd, and the scattered fox deliberately snored loudly, all the descendants of the deceased Nascent Souls were also subdued by Jiang Xingchi, and there was also an ancestor of Huashen sitting in the back, so the Nascent Souls were really helpless.

After a long commotion, the hall became as noisy as an ordinary market. Jiang Xingchi and Meng Shanhe were gentle and tough respectively. In the end, all the Yuanyings held their noses and accepted the matter of being transferred from immortal to mortal.

Jiang Xingchi was kind after all, and signed a contract with all the Yuanyings, agreeing on various matters.

For example, in the future, all sects and schools are not allowed to attack each other without reason. If there are conflicts, they can go to Wanshou Mountain for mediation.

In addition, no matter which family has someone who has the potential to advance to the God Transformation stage, they can also go to Wanshou Mountain to ask for advice, and the ancestor will preach to them once every sixty years, and the Yuanying stage can ask questions in person.

Most importantly, if you want to use the blessed land to survive the disaster, it is naturally no problem. You can borrow it for at least 20 years, at most 100 years, and you can ask the ancestors for support and guidance. But if you want to achieve the state of incarnation, you need to join the Zhouhui Sect.

When they reach the Nascent Soul stage, their obsession with their sects and clans is far less than their desire to ascend to the God Transformation stage. Therefore, the Nascent Souls are willing to march north because they are attracted by this blessed place for the advancement to the God Transformation stage, hoping to make further progress in the future.

Now that the agreement has been reached, and that the ancestor did not act like he did in Shoutian Pavilion, although everyone is dissatisfied with Jiang Xingchi on the surface, they no longer have any objections in their hearts.

Jiang Xingchi was a respectable man. He signed the contract, went to Wanshou Mountain, and asked the ancestor to leave his seal in person. All the Yuanyings were convinced.

The big things were settled, and the rest were small matters. Gu Qingshui had already occupied the Dream Lake, Zou Mi had obtained the Qinfang Pool, the fox had claimed the Peach Blossom Spring, and the Yuanyings had argued for a while about the division of the blessed land, and each of them had claimed a territory.

Jiang Xingchi called all the Jindan again, and discussed very amicably for two days before deciding on their respective affiliations.

All matters were finally settled, and all parties were reluctantly satisfied. Of course, Jiang Xingchi was not overbearing, and said that if anyone was dissatisfied, they could go to Wanshou Mountain to argue in person.

Lin Bai saw that the matter was almost done, so he hurried back to report. (End of this chapter)