The Wheel-Turning Master

Pei Wuyong let his hair down and held Lin Bai's wrist tightly, with a smile on his blood-stained face.

The mountain forest was deep and the moonlight shone on his face, making it even more eerie and terrifying.

Lin Bai suddenly felt an extremely hot breath entering his body from his wrist. In an instant, his whole body was boiling hot, and his body felt like a raging fire burning his heart.

Qing knew that the other party had been hit by some kind of secret technique, but Lin Bai just endured the pain without saying a word.

Previously, Pei Wu used to cheat and kill the two Taoist priests. Even though Yin Jian was in front, he himself also fell into the trap!

Lin Bai also admired Pei Wuyou's methods even more. This man actually endured for more than two hours, just waiting for him to take the bait.

However, this also shows that the other party is at the end of his strength and may just rely on one breath to hold on. Otherwise, wouldn't it be better to leave here? How could he be waiting for a pawn like himself?

Lin Bai felt much calmer, guessing that Pei Wuyong was about to die and still had some unfulfilled wishes.

"Little... little brother, I know, ahem, I know you will come back."

Pei Wuyong let go of Lin Bai's wrist and finally spoke. His tone was weak and he kept coughing as he spoke.

Lin Bai was freed and quickly took a few steps back. He felt that there was nothing abnormal in his body, as if the heat that had just entered his body was just an illusion.

But Lin Bai had seen the other party's ability, and knew that he must be held hostage by the other party using some magical means.

"I was greedy and careless for no reason, and I deserved this disaster." Lin Bai said.

"Ahem, little brother, I am humbled. I have... run out of gas and energy. In order to wait for you, I... have held on until now..."

Pei Wuyong looked quite apologetic, "Please... little brother, forgive me, you are too cautious, I... I can't help it, ahem, I don't know... I don't know your character, even though I want to ask for your help, I can only I’ll catch you first.”

So you're holding me to beg me?

Lin Bai realized that it was time for the two parties to compete.

Although the other party has restrained himself, he is a dying person and has something to ask for, so he has the capital to raise conditions.

Or ask about inner strength and mental skills, or sword skills, or even advanced light skills.

You have to order something, right?

"Ahem," Lin Bai cleared his throat, bowed his hands, and said, "Senior Pei, you have also seen that I am of low ability and timid, so I'm afraid I won't be able to help you."

Pei Wuyong also coughed twice, and instead of answering Lin Bai's words, he said: "I see that your body is agile and agile. It's obvious that you have worked hard, but you have not practiced high-level internal skills. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to achieve success in the future... In my arms, I have the internal skills passed down from my family, and I will give them to you today..."

As soon as Lin Bai heard this, and then thought about Pei Wuyong's unparalleled sword skills, his heart immediately became hot.

If it really has such power, then this inner strength and mental method is a treasure that cannot be exchanged for any money!

"The internal strength passed down from the family? Can you use the sword like your predecessors?" Lin Bai asked.

"Ha, I...I have been practicing diligently for thirty years." Pei Wuyong had a smile on his lips.

"I see……"

Lin Bai pondered for a moment, then eagerly climbed up the pole and said, "Do you have any other tips? Swordsmanship, swordsmanship, etc., Qinggong will also do."

Pei Wuyong smiled and said: "I didn't bring it. Ahem, it's too late. It's too late to dictate. But..."

This is a condition! Lin Bai asked cautiously: "What do you need me to do?"

"I am really to blame for my current situation... If you... if you are free in the future, go to the Qingyang Sect... the blacksmith shop at the foot of the mountain market of the Qingyang Sect for me. I have a bamboo board in my arms as a letter. , since someone saw you... and sent a message to me when the time came, he said... never take revenge, and concentrate on your cultivation. "

Pei Wuyong's tone became weaker and weaker, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and finally smiled again, "After you meet that person, you may or may ask her to teach you some skills."

Co-authoring or painting a cake. Moreover, Lin Bai had never heard of the Qingyang Sect.

"How long will it last? Where is the heat poison in my body?" Lin Bai was still most worried about his own safety.

"In my whole life, I am happy with my grudges and never threaten others. The same goes for you."

The bright white moonlight shone through the lush leaves and shone on Pei Wuyong's blood-stained face, and his dim eyes suddenly became bright, "Ahem, there is no heat poison, it is just an internal force that messes with your mind. Otherwise, you, ahem, would you listen to me, a dying person?"

When Lin Bai heard this, he believed it in his heart.

"Senior, tell me frankly, are you not afraid that I will break the contract?" Lin Bai looked at Pei Wuyong, and Pei Wuyong also looked at Lin Bai with bright eyes.

"What can a dying person expect? I treat you with sincerity, and I only hope that you will treat me with sincerity."

Pei Wuyong leaned against the ancient tree, coughed twice, and tried to raise his head to look at the full moon in the sky.

"Thirty years of great success, in the end, my bones are buried in the green hills. The world is like a journey against the odds. I lament that life is short, useless, and ultimately useless..."

Pei Wuyong's tone was extremely sad, and he raised his arms as if he wanted to chase the bright moon in the sky. Unfortunately, he was exhausted and his arms were unable to hang down.

The mountains are shady and cool, the wind is rustling, and there is not even a hint of heat.

"Senior?" After a long time, Lin Bai saw that Pei Wuyong remained silent, so he stepped forward to take a breath.

This time he was really dead.

"Offended." After waiting for a moment, Lin Bai leaned over and took out a cloth bag from Pei Wuyong's arms.

When he opened it, he found that there were only two banknotes, a shabby book, a palm-sized bamboo board, and nothing else.

Under the moonlight, there were three vague words on the old book: Wuji Gong.

Lin Bai flipped through two pages, then put them away. He looked at the bamboo board again, and there were words on it: Peace and Joy.

After putting everything away, Lin Bai picked up a lot of dead branches, lit a fire, and cremated Pei Wuyong.

The four of them gathered the bodies of the three Taoists and Xue Ba together. They picked up some dead wood and burned them.

It was okay for others, but Xue Ba was short but fat. When he burned, the smell was terrible.

After an hour of hard work, it was midnight when Lin Bai finished cleaning up.

Under the moonlight, he went down the mountain along the path and returned to the city along the same route. He was careful on the road and did not meet anyone.

When he returned home, he took off his clothes, washed himself in the yard, and changed into clean clothes.

He sniffed carefully and there was no smell of blood.

Then Lin Bai went into the house and lit the oil lamp.

This trip was quite rewarding. He searched the three Taoists and Pei Wuyong for two thousand taels of silver notes and several pill bottles.

As for Xue Ba... Lin Bai did not search at all.

Then he took out the bamboo board and the inner strength secret book.

Under the oil lamp, Lin Bai carefully observed the bamboo board. There was nothing special about it. It was just an ordinary thing.

"Looking at the words on the bamboo board, it should be given by Pei Wuyong to his loved ones, or his wife and daughter, or his beloved..."

Putting down the bamboo board, Lin Bai picked up the secret book Wuji Gong again.

"Wuji means endless and boundless. Can this internal skill really be like this?"

Lin Bai opened Wuji Gong with great expectation and read it carefully.

It is stated at the beginning that this skill has a total of nine levels. It is very easy to get started, but it becomes more and more difficult as you go on.

If you can complete the first three levels in five years, you will be extremely talented; if you can complete it within thirty years, you can be called a brilliant talent.

The third level is the limit of most people, but this can already be considered a local hero. If you reach the sixth level, you can be called a master.

Once you reach the state of perfection, your internal strength will be endless and continuous, and the yin and yang will complement each other. It is an extremely superior internal skill.

If this internal strength is used as a foundation, even ordinary moves can be transformed into magic.

"The last thing I lack is time."

Lin Bai is full of confidence.