The Wheel-Turning Master

After not seeing him for a long time, Li Wusheng's temper became gentler and he seemed to be very comfortable.

Lin Bai looked at Mo Yingcheng and couldn't help but remember that he had warned him not to indulge in women!

After saying a few polite words, Li Wusheng came forward and led the three of them to the foot of Jiuding Mountain.

The nine stone pillars were submerged into the endless river. I don’t know how deep it is, and I don’t know how many years it has been washed away.

After going down the river, I saw even more wonders of nature. The nine pillars are so deep under the river that you can't even see the bottom at a glance.

After walking down more than three hundred feet along the middle pillar, we finally reached the bottom of the river.

There are few aquatic animals here, and there are also very few aquatic plants. Instead, there are many pebbles in the river bottom, emitting a faint light.

"This is the Wuxiang Stone, a specialty of Jiuzhe Mountain. Rumor has it that the Taoist Master Wuxiang's treasure was broken into pieces and left here." Li Wusheng did not forget to introduce it to everyone, "It's just that the Wuxiang Stone has no use at all. Even fluorite is not enough."

After hearing this, Lin Bai couldn't help but think of stone tables, stone benches, and even his own stone plate.

He waved to receive two phaseless stones, weighed them and found that they were indeed ordinary stones, and put them into the gourd.

Li Wusheng didn't say anything. He walked half a circle around the middle stone pillar and saw a gap.

The four people filed in. There was a downward passage inside, and then they went downwards. Soon they saw a protective formation, blocking the river water.

There is a cave here, a vast grotto of about a hundred feet. There is a stone door in the middle, which is closed tightly.

The grotto was extremely quiet, with more than a dozen monks sitting here and there, all of whom were in the Golden Core realm.

"Junior Sister Li, you are giving Master more face!" Young Jindan stepped forward with an unhappy tone, not even looking at Lin Bai and the others.

Li Wusheng bowed in a more reserved manner, lowering his head and not daring to explain more.

When the people here saw this, no one spoke. Only a few people opened their eyes and looked here.

However, another handsome male cultivator stepped forward, bowed his hand to Mo Yingcheng, saluted to Mu Zhen, and said, "Junior sister, we meet again."

Mu Zhen nodded but didn't say much.

"Descendant of Du Jueming, Du Changying." Mu Zhen said to Lin Bai.

Lin Bai immediately understood that when the wood demon visited Daoyin Sect, he said that he was drinking with Yuanying named Du in Jiuzhe Mountain, and it was Du Jueming.

When Du Changying saw Mu Zhen's coldness, she was a little unhappy, but she didn't get angry and instead smiled and talked to Lin Bai.

The two exchanged names and chatted for a while, then Du Changying left.

Li Wusheng was trained by the male cultivator for a while, and finally got free. Lin Bai and the others went to a corner of the cave to wait quietly.

"Alas." Li Wusheng sighed, looked at Mo Yingcheng, and then his eyes softened.

Lin Bai and Mu Zhen looked at each other, knowing that it was the two of them communicating.

"Let me tell you about this trial."

Before setting off, Li Wusheng finally remembered what he needed to do.

Lin Bai and Mu Zhen both had expressionless faces, feeling deeply that this woman was unreliable and only had the bed in their minds.

Mo Yingcheng was accustomed to doing things, and he knew it was inappropriate, but he couldn't explain it. "Junior sister Li has been inquiring about information recently." He reluctantly said something for Li Wusheng.

"Take care of the flower garden, right?" Lin Bai sent a message.

"Prying on the bed?" Mu Zhen said.

After all, Mo Yingcheng was a good person, so he only smiled slightly and stopped blushing.

"In this trial, there are eleven members of our Jiuding Sect, as well as various affiliated families, as well as favors like yours, making a total of twenty-three people. The two golden elixirs in the later stage are all members of our Jiuding Sect, and the other seven are members of the Jiuding Sect. In the middle stage of alchemy, the rest are in the early stages.”

Li Wusheng finally looked like he was doing something at this moment.

Before coming here, Lin Bai heard Mo Yingcheng say that this secret trial realm is to sharpen the Taoist mind, and the most suitable one is naturally the early stage of the Golden Elixir, which means a good beginning and a good end.

It is naturally possible to advance to the middle and late stages, but the effectiveness is somewhat inferior.

Of course, once the secret realm is opened in a hundred years, for the talented Jindan monks, they may have already passed the early stage.

"It is said to be a trial secret realm, but it is actually a small world. However, the trial people should be divided into nine places, and they will be distributed according to the number of people, but I can't say for sure."

Li Wusheng pointed to the top, indicating the meaning of the nine pillars, "There are twenty-three of us in total, at least one person in each place, and at most a dozen people."

She became more serious and said very seriously: "It's just that the small world is ever-changing. The seniors who entered in the past encountered different things and things in each batch, and each had their own changes. Some of them had strange treasures and spiritual objects, and some of them had nothing at all. . Some places are dead places, so you need to be careful.”

After chatting for a long time, he finally concluded: "There may be countless variables. If the three of you meet together, we should watch and help each other."

"What about you?" Lin Bai asked.

"Hehe." Li Wusheng put his hands on his hips very confidently, "I am familiar with most of the people in this trial."

Together you and everyone can help each other! Lin Bai remembered that this girl had been taught to be silent just now, and couldn't help but glance at Sister Zhen, who also had a smile on her face.

The four of them sat quietly without saying much, and people came one after another from outside.

The young Jin Dan who had just taught Li Wusheng received them one by one. Everyone who came was polite to him, even respected and feared him.

According to what Li Wusheng said, the man's name was Ying Wangtian, and he was the second disciple of the Lord of Jiuzhe Mountain. He was in the middle stage of the Golden Core, and he was a man of astonishing talent and beauty.

One day, Ying Wangtian gently rang the bell in his hand, and the sweet voice echoed throughout the cave, and everyone opened their eyes to look.

"Everyone has arrived, it's an auspicious time." Ying Wangtian said with a smile.

He walked slowly to the stone gate, then turned around, looked at everyone with his hands behind his back, and said loudly: "Although this is a place for trials, it is also a dangerous place. Entering it, life and death are at your own risk!"

After the voice fell, everyone saluted and indicated that they knew.

Ying Wangtian looked at everyone for a while, then took out a green token with his backhand.

As soon as the token came out, the water in the cave rose, and everyone seemed to be trapped in a big river, being swept away by the rushing momentum.

Ying Wangtian gently pushed the token out and dropped it on the stone gate.

There was a slight tremor here, as if the earth was shaking.

Soon, the stone gate slowly opened, emitting dazzling light.

The light seemed endless, with a faint pressure. Although it did not hurt people, it had the effect of suppressing spiritual consciousness, and it was difficult to look directly at it, even the Jindan cultivators were not immune.

For a moment, everyone closed their eyes to block it.

Lin Bai couldn't help but think of the Wuzi Secret Realm again. That was how the door of Wuxiang's old residence was opened, and Lu Qingyin used it to kill people everywhere.

Soon, the white light dissipated and weakened.

When everyone came to their senses, they found that Ying Wangtian was gone.

"Damn it! He got ahead again!" Seeing that Ying Wangtian was gone, someone dared to speak sweetly.

No one went to investigate who spoke, and a group of cultivators came forward, some in groups of two or three, some alone.

"How is it?" Lin Bai knew that Sister Zhen was very capable, had a lot of knowledge, and had a wide range of experience, so he sent a voice message to ask.

"It's similar to the door of Wuxiang's old residence you mentioned. This place may also be related to the Taoist master Wuxiang." Mu Zhen replied.

Lin Bai closed his eyes, and seeing that there was no good or bad, he took Mu Zhen's hand, nodded to Li Mo and the others, and stepped into the door.

Seeing that everyone had left, only Li Wusheng and Mo Yingcheng were left, and the two became bolder and walked forward hand in hand.

Li Wusheng held Mo Yingcheng's hand and felt relieved.

Stepping into the stone gate, Li Wusheng closed his eyes and held Mo Yingcheng's hand tighter, emitting spiritual consciousness from his body for defense.

Soon, Li Wusheng felt relaxed all over, as if he had stepped into a warm and peaceful place, and his tension and fatigue disappeared.

There was a slight sense of confusion in his heart, and he felt that the world was upside down, as if he was sinking into a bottomless and endless river, and as if he was falling into the boundless galaxy above the sky.

In a trance, he heard the sound of the mighty river, distant and clear.

The rushing river was like a beautiful and magnificent sound, and there seemed to be another melody in it, but it was difficult to tell what instrument it was.

"The great sound is silent, is it a sign of my destiny?"

Before Li Wusheng could think about it, he fell on the ground in just a few breaths.

He immediately took out a bronze magic weapon with his backhand, and a green light protected himself in an instant. Li Wusheng then looked around.

This place looks like an ordinary countryside, except that the fields are deserted and cracked like tortoise shells. It is already autumn, and it is time to harvest, but there is no food or grass.

"Where is Brother Cheng?" Li Wusheng found that Mo Yingcheng was missing when she saw that there was no danger.

She looked at her hands, and her lover was gone. She shook her head slightly and did not investigate further.

Anyway, when you enter the trial place, you can't ask for perfection in everything.

Li Wusheng sighed and got motivated again.

After all, she was a child of a noble family, so she quickly calmed down and thought about this trial place.

Although Li Wusheng had never been here, he was familiar with the experience of the trials of his predecessors, so he could be called experienced.

He took out a jade talisman first, and saw that there was no reaction, so he knew that there were no fellow disciples within a hundred miles.

He took out a mandarin duck jade pendant again, but there was still no movement, so it could be seen that his lover was not around.

Li Wusheng was not discouraged, but full of confidence. He took out a sword and held it in his hand, intending to see if there were any living people or monsters, and find out the situation first.

With a thought, he flew into the air and saw a village in the distance with smoke from cooking.

When he landed at the head of the village, he saw that the small village was quite dilapidated and full of death.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he found that there were only six or seven people in the hundreds of thatched houses in the village, all of whom were sick and dying.

Those ordinary villagers did not notice that the immortal master came from the sky. Most of them curled up in the house, already too hungry to move.

"Ordinary people are ignorant, and short-sighted because of their short lifespan. They either work at sunrise and rest at sunset; or they are scheming and power-hungry."

Li Wusheng found a yard and saw an old man cooking with a wood stove. The broken pot was turbid and a few pieces of bark and leaves were rolling.

The old man was in tatters, with messy white hair. He trembled as he picked up a piece of bark and ate it.

Li Wusheng wanted to ask about the local customs and geography, but the man ate two bites of bark with empty eyes and fell down beside the stove.

"Alas." Li Wusheng shook her head slightly. She had already seen that the man was exhausted and died of hunger and cold.

"If ordinary farmers don't have the help of monks, they can only live by the sky."

Li Wusheng flicked his fingers, and a trace of flame fell on the man, and it burned up in an instant.

Waving his sleeves to sweep away the dust, Li Wusheng did not stay here, and flew into the air. Soon he saw a city.

The city was vast, and the people in the city came and went in an orderly manner, while the outside of the city was crowded with refugees and disaster victims.

The top of the city was full of soldiers, and the dead air and resentment outside the city were soaring.

Li Wusheng didn't want to show his saintliness in front of people, so he pinched his fingers to hide his figure and landed in the largest house in the city.

There are rockeries and flowing water here, with flowers and trees every three steps and pavilions every five steps. It is clearly autumn, but there are birds singing and flowers blooming.

Although there is no spiritual energy in the secular world, it is indeed full of flowers.

"Why is the filthy air so heavy?"

Li Wusheng frowned, took the sword and stepped forward, and saw a gorgeous attic on the island in the lake.

There were three people having a feast on it, and there were more than a dozen women accompanying them. Some served food, some poured wine, some played the piano, some sang, and some danced.

Amidst the lewd sounds, Li Wusheng frowned even more tightly: here there are wine pools and meat forests, but outside the city separated by a wall, there are starving people everywhere.

Yukong climbed up to the attic, and everyone knelt down in panic. Only one person was drunk and didn't notice anything unusual. Instead, he said happily: "This young lady is so beautiful..."

Before he finished speaking, the fat intestines on his head were cut off by the flying sword.

There was no need to threaten him anymore, and the rest would answer any questions.

It turned out that there was a secular country here, called Shangyuan Country, which lasted for 212 years and went through 19 generations.

Now the north has suffered from severe droughts for years and plagues, and everyone is a refugee, and there are more than a dozen rebels.

"There are foreign races outside, and they are eyeing us covetously. Although we are the parents of the land, the beasts in the court eat the food. Even if there is no harvest in the fields, we cannot lack the grain tax. Although we have the heart to plead for the people, we can only sigh helplessly and make the people suffer again!" The fat-headed and big-eared old man trembled.

"You said that the beasts in the court eat the food. Are they real beasts or fake beasts?" Li Wusheng asked curiously.

The old man was stunned for a moment and said, "Reporting to the immortal master, it is... a metaphor." As he spoke, he knelt on the ground again, "Please use your magic power to save the people of all directions!"

"You have no shortage of wine and meat, and there are starving people outside the city. If I want to save the people, I must first kill you who eat the fat of the people!" Li Wusheng said in a bad tone, and asked if there were any legends of immortals, or monsters and ghosts.

The old man talked a lot of gods and ghosts, and Li Wusheng listened carefully.

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and cut off the old man's head, and Li Wusheng flew away.

The speed of the golden elixir was so fast that Li Wusheng traveled around Shangyuan Country while investigating ghosts and gods, and did not forget to visit the foreign barbarian country.

After more than a month of running around, he saw civil unrest and wars everywhere. Although there were many obscene sacrifices, there were no demon beasts and cultivators.

"Could it be that I am the only one in this trial place?"

Li Wusheng had a headache, pinched his eyebrows, and said to himself: "Then what is the trial here? What should I do? How should I leave?"

After thinking for a while, he had no clue, so Li Wusheng simply used his great magic power to ask for rain to relieve the drought.

However, after working hard for a long time, no matter whether it was the rain master talisman or the water gathering formation, he could not get any rain.

"Maybe it's the rule..." Li Wusheng lost his temper and took out a jade ring and put it on his hand. This thing has the ability to transform, and ordinary people will only think of her as an old woman in rough clothes.

"Since there are no fellow Taoists, I can't practice, let alone control the clouds and rain, so I simply don't mess with the law, close my cultivation, and walk around in this world."

Li Wusheng made up his mind and went out as a female doctor under the name of "Wusheng".

The vulgar and ugly old woman mixed into the refugee group and practiced medicine. In just half a month, she got a name and was called "Wusheng Old Mother."

That morning, Li Wusheng was helping a woman give birth in a temporary thatched house.

"Wusheng Old Mother, should I not give birth? In this world, giving birth means death..." The woman's face was heavy with death, without a trace of blood, her lips were cracked, and she had to use all her strength to speak, so how could she give birth to a child.

"Yes." Li Wusheng took out the water bag and poured some water into the woman.

Not long after, the woman gave birth to a baby girl. Li Wusheng took out the meat pie and handed it to the woman without saying much.

After walking in the world for a long time, Li Wusheng found that the people here seemed to be real people, with joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, flesh and blood, and bones. They were not illusions, nor were they some kind of illusion.

After delivering the baby to the woman, Li Wusheng was thinking about how to feed more babies when he saw that all the refugees around him were heading east.

"Are the soldiers chasing us?" Li Wusheng grabbed a middle-aged refugee.

"The soldiers were driven away long ago! It's the Gourd King who is here!" The refugee's withered face was full of excitement.

The Gourd King is a refugee leader who has emerged recently. It is said that he is very capable. He started with more than a dozen refugees, and now he has gathered more than 10,000 people and has conquered several cities.

It is also said that the Gourd King specializes in fighting corrupt officials and all the proceeds are distributed to his followers.

"Let's go to meet the Gourd King!" The refugee broke free from Li Wusheng and staggered forward.

"This man has grown from a small person to a big person in just two months, and has accumulated such a great reputation. It can be seen that there are also dragons and phoenixes among the ordinary people."

Li Wusheng sighed in his heart, and followed a group of refugees, intending to see what kind of person the so-called "Gourd King" is.

After walking two miles, they came to a breached city wall, where many refugees were actually collecting rice porridge, and they lined up in a long queue in an orderly manner.

The more places he went, the more refugees he saw. Li Wusheng knew that this was not easy, and he thought that the Gourd King must have some tricks.

Looking at the sticky rice porridge in the refugees' bowls, it can be seen that the Gourd King is different from those disaster relief officials. He is really distributing grain.

There is a high platform next to the porridge place. Many refugees hold porridge bowls, slurping them while listening to the people on the high platform speaking.

Li Wusheng frowned and looked, only to see a young man standing on the high platform, wearing a coarse linen shirt and a black and white gourd tied around his waist. He was pointing his left arm to the sky and saying something excitedly.

"Zhuan...Zhuanlun Junior Brother?" Li Wusheng held his forehead with his hand.