The Wheel-Turning Master.

Chapter 240 Review
From the time the two sides fell out to when Qu Chengjia was stabbed in the back and Yue Fengshu was beheaded, it only took a quarter of an hour, even though everyone tried their best and fought to the death.

It was the afternoon sun at its brightest, and the air inside and outside the courtyard was filled with a bloody smell.

In the distance there were the sounds of beasts roaring, incessantly, as if the blood had fueled their ferocity.

He Wenyao was kicked out of the yard. He felt very aggrieved, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only watch outside the yard.

He couldn't take his eyes off Lu Qingyin. When he saw Lu Qingyin actually sat down and chatted with Lin Bai, he felt uncomfortable and reminded them, "Fairy, Brother Zhuanlun, Sister Pei, the gap in the barrier is about to close!"

The barrier could not block out the voices, but the three people in the yard ignored He Wenyao. Even Lu Qingyin didn't even look over here and was chatting with Lin Zhuanlun with a smile on her face.

He Wenyao clenched his fists and said, “If I were like Lin Zhuanlun, able to fight and defend, the fairy would surely look at me differently, right?” He thought for a moment, and without looking at the courtyard, he lowered his head and looked at Qu Chengjia at his feet.

"Senior Qu, Senior Qu, why did you bother to provoke Lin Zhuanlun?" He Wenyao threw the pot away as soon as he opened his mouth. He saw that the wound on Qu Chengjia's back was still emitting black air, but it was showing signs of improvement. He was frightened again and hid back a little.

Seeing that Qu Chengjia still didn't react, He Wenyao plucked up his courage and turned Qu Chengjia over.

I saw that the face of the virtuous senior who used to have rouge between his eyebrows was now covered with blood and dust. Although his eyes were lifeless, he was not dead yet.

"Alas." He Wenyao sighed heavily, "Senior Qu, do you know that my master was also killed by Lin Zhuanlun?"

Qu Chengjia said nothing.

"Speaking of which, Senior Qu, I have great respect for you." He Wenyao caught up with Qu Chengjia and complained, "Senior Sister Meng of your sect has noble character and a noble demeanor. I admire her very much. And there is also Junior Sister Qu Ruyi, who is unrestrained and straightforward, has a wide range of friends, and is also a very remarkable person. And there is also Junior Sister Song Jingxian of your sect, the one whose brother was killed by Lin Zhuanlun, she is also gentle and virtuous..."

He talked for a long time before changing the subject, saying, "It's a pity that the three of you are so talented and capable, but you still have a unclear relationship with Lin Zhuanlun..."

He Wenyao spoke in a very low voice. He was about to continue speaking when he suddenly felt the clouds in the sky dissipate and a dark color appeared.

Although Qu Chengjia was seriously injured, he stared at the sky with his eyes wide open.

He Wenyao immediately stood up and looked towards the courtyard.

Lin Zhuanlun, Pei Ning, and Lu Qingyin were seen sitting on wooden stools with three wine glasses on the small wooden table in front of them.

One man and two women seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

Looking at the stone statue kneeling on the ground, it was actually emitting a faint luster.

The wind blew in the courtyard, and the mulberry trees swayed, shaking off many silkworms. The gourd vines also swayed continuously, and the gourd flowers fell one by one.

Outside the courtyard, the wind was even stronger, pressing down all the trees and grass. Dust, sand and gravel were flying everywhere.

There was no more sound of animal roars in the distance, as if they were also overwhelmed by the majesty of heaven and earth.

He Wenyao looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds gathering and finally merging into one. Then a dark thunder descended and landed right above the courtyard.

"Hiss..." He Wenyao was right next to the yard. He suddenly felt a burning pain in his eyes and tears immediately flowed. He quickly closed his eyes and heard thunder.

Thunder roared one after another, first small then big, from far to near, and finally seemed to shatter and destroy everything.

Seeing the power of heaven and earth, He Wenyao actually forgot to lie on the ground. He suddenly remembered the incident of "killing his master" and stared blankly at the courtyard.

The barrier was still there, but the kneeling stone statue in the yard slowly stood up.

The courtyard and rooms are becoming increasingly old, as if they have gone through hundreds or thousands of years.

The mulberry tree was no longer shaking, but its green leaves had turned yellow and were falling off.

The gourd vine quickly grew, and seven gourds of different colors grew on the seven flowers. Then the vine withered, and the seven gourds hung on the fence, swaying in the wind.

The stone statue stood up, glanced at the three people in the yard, and then turned into dust and disappeared.

As the stone statue disappeared, the barrier also dissipated, as if it had never existed.

Lu Qingyin's eyes were blank, as if she hadn't guessed this. She frowned tightly and opened her mouth, but no words came out.

Pei Ning held the sword case tightly in his arms and looked up at the sky.

Lin Bai's heart was in turmoil. He tried to appear calm, but he could not hide his horror.

I had thought of imitating the story of Wuxiang's old house and gathering the three of them to sit opposite each other, perhaps we could get another treasure, but I never expected it to be too violent this time.

The three of them looked at each other, and all felt like they had survived a calamity.

When the stone man glanced over just now, the three of them felt as if a line of sight was looking at them across countless time and galaxies.

It was not a spying, but a condescending scrutiny. The three of them seemed to be seen clearly from inside and out, without any privacy.

After an unknown amount of time, the thunder stopped, the dark clouds dissipated, and the Golden Crow reappeared, as if the sky had cleared up after the rain.

A breeze blew in the distance, and the withered yellow mulberry leaves fell one after another. The gourds hanging on the dry vines swayed in the wind.

Lu Qingyin glared at Lin Bai, then stood up. She really didn't dare to sit there any longer.

Pei Ning held the sword case, frowned slightly, and stood up.

Lin Bai looked calm and relaxed, wanting to continue sitting, but he didn't dare, so he smiled and stood up. "What Fairy Chen Yu taught me was indeed correct!"

Lu Qingyin carefully examined Lin Bai's expression and said disdainfully, "You were obviously scared silly just now, how could it be Li Chenyu who taught you? The realm of that person just now must be higher than Xiang Wuhui, or he may be a high-level cultivator of the Divine Transformation Realm. How could Li Chenyu know about the idle chess of the master?"

Lin Bai's lie was exposed, but he didn't explain and just smiled.

The three of them stared at each other for a while, not knowing what to do.

Since that master used the stone statue to perform magic, he should be the disciple of Senior Wuxiang.

Wuxiang had already fallen, and this disciple should still be alive in the world, but no one knows where he is and what realm he has reached. But he was able to move the stone statue with lightning, and then use the stone statue's eyes to look at the people, so no one knows how high his realm must be.

The look just now was condescending, with neither kindness nor malice.

But since he had been seen by that high-level cultivator, he might have remembered it in his heart. It was still unknown whether it would be a blessing or a curse in the future.

The three of them were not fools, so they could figure out the connection. But even though the three of them had entered Wuxiang's residence twice, they could barely be considered Wuxiang's descendants, but descendants could not necessarily support each other.

The leaders of the three sects had seen Wuxiang’s old residence before, and could barely be considered Wuxiang’s descendants, but it still didn’t fit.

Just now, the three of them sighed at the treacherous fate because of Yue Fengshu's death. Thinking about He Wenyao's killing of his master, the three of them felt a headache and dared not think about it any further.

"Okay, we're done here." Lu Qingyin looked tired, "Give me the things."

She came to urge again. If it was any other time, she would definitely grab it. But now she was still injured and couldn't beat Lin Pei and the others, so she had no choice but to do this.

"Wait a moment." Lin Bai shook his head and said seriously, "Heal your wounds first."

The stone tablet hanging around his neck was no longer burning and had returned to its original state.

But just now, Lin Bai always felt that the gaze seemed to have looked at him one more time, or rather, looked at the stone tablet one more time.

"Lin Zhuanlun, I thought that although you were lewd and cunning, you at least had some demeanor as a human being. Why are you going back on your word now?" Lu Qingyin felt extremely aggrieved, but she was not the type of person who would endure humiliation. Her words were already very humble.

"That's it..." Before Lin Bai could say anything, He Wenyao outside the fenced yard muttered softly.

"Shut up!" Lu Qingyin glared at He Wenyao.

Pei Ning was looking at the gourd, and she laughed out loud when she heard this.

"How can a man break his promise?" Lin Bai said seriously, "Fairy, wait a moment, let me meditate for a while."

Lu Qingyin held the jade flute, glared at Lin Bai for a moment, kicked Lin Bai's calf, and then walked out angrily. She was clearly very aggrieved, but she couldn't say a word of surrender like before.

"Heal her!" Lu Qingyin walked out of the yard, came to Qu Chengjia, kicked him, and ordered He Wenyao.

"Fairy..." He Wenyao was stunned. He was not stupid and knew that Lu Qingyin was planning to join forces with Qu Chengjia again.

But in this situation, Lin Zhuanlun was unharmed, Pei Ning had a sharp sword, and the two of them were at odds with Qu Chengjia. Without their approval, no one could save Qu Chengjia.

But I saw Lin Zhuanlun sitting cross-legged under the mulberry tree, already in a state of meditation.

He Wenyao looked at Pei Ning again, "Senior Sister Pei..."

Pei Ning was playing with a gourd. She glanced at He Wenyao and said, "Your master has given the order, so just do it yourself."

He Wenyao finally felt relieved, "Senior Qu has always been respected by me. In fact, I have wanted to save him for a long time." He looked at Qu Chengjia and spoke very seriously.

Seeing that Pei Ning did not stop He Wenyao from saving people, Lu Qingyin knew that the two of them must be thinking of Qu Ruyi's old relationship, so she felt a little relieved and only hoped that Lin Pei could be a trustworthy person.

Lin Bai sat down cross-legged, stroking the stone tablet for a while, and carefully observing the changes on it.

There is no change.

If you feel it carefully, there seems to be no difference.

Lin Bai closed his eyes and sat on the stone plate, meditating silently.

"I still have to ask Brother Li. He should know about Senior Wuxiang's affairs."

"Even if we can't find Brother Li, we can ask Brother Li's naughty apprentice."

After pondering for a while, Lin Bai looked at the fog around him.

I saw endless black color completely enveloping the fog, and the moon white and emerald green were extremely tiny compared to it.

"I just took a glance at it and realized that it was many times better than Qu Chengjia's deduction in the past."

"But he has not yet cleared the fog and has not yet investigated its root."

"The fox came to the house to cause trouble, but in fact he wanted to take a look at this junior sister Ye Qingmeng."

“Now, whether this expert has the same mind as the fox and wants to see the three people who are all descendants of Wuxiang, or has other intentions, it is unknown.”

Lin Bai couldn't sense whether it was good or bad, so he thought about it for a moment. Since he wasn't marked by him, he could only talk about it later.

As for Sister Pei, just ask the fox to take a look at her when the time comes.

Anyway, as long as the great man didn't directly harm anyone, it wouldn't be considered a bad thing. Moreover, he also stirred up this place, broke the barrier, accelerated the aging of the mulberry tree, and accelerated the gourd, which could be regarded as giving some gifts to his junior brothers and sisters.

After pondering for a while, Lin Bai opened his eyes.

Standing up and glancing at the withered mulberry tree, Lin Bai then looked at everyone.

Qu Chengjia sat cross-legged, with black air still coming out of the wound on his back. It was obvious that the injury had not healed yet, but he was not going to die.

Lu Qingyin held the jade flute across her knees and sat cross-legged to heal her wounds.

He Wenyao was picking gourd leaves one by one in front of the fence, but he was still staring at Lu Qingyin in the distance, while trying to get close to Pei Ning.

"Sister, I've actually heard of your reputation a long time ago." He Wenyao looked at Lu Qingyin from time to time, flattering her non-stop, "Really, I think your future achievements will not be worse than Chen Tianren! Think about it, how late did Chen Tianren build his foundation? And how early did you build your foundation? When Chen Tianren was in the Qi training stage, he had no reputation at all, and was even known as a fool, but when you were in the Qi training stage, you were already the number one person in Tianchi Sect!"

"I don't deserve the praise from Senior Brother He." Pei Ning was very humble, with no expression on his face.

"How did I praise you? I'm just stating the truth." He Wenyao was very reasonable, "Senior Sister and Brother Zhuanlun are really a match made in heaven! They have come from across thousands of miles of sea, experienced many hardships, and have achieved such success. I admire them very much!"

"Alright, alright." Pei Ning rubbed his brows and said, "Lin Zhuanlun has no intention of killing you two, nor does he have any intention of coveting the treasures. If you are still worried, go and please him, and don't say these things to me again!"

"Thank you, senior sister! Thank you, senior sister!" He Wenyao was scolded, but was actually very happy.

Lin Bai ignored He Wenyao's hopeful look and just took out Yue Fengshu's storage ring.

There were restrictions on it, but they were not very complicated, so Lin Bai slowly untied them.

Now that I have made some achievements in the art of formation, it is not too difficult to break the restriction.

After more than two hours, a slight crisp sound was heard, followed by a hint of green light.

The things Yue Fengshu obtained were, first, a bamboo slip held in the hand of the stone statue, second, a whisk carried on the back of the stone statue, and the third, because the people's view was blocked, should be something worn around the waist of the stone statue, either a jade pendant or a sword.

Lin Bai probed his spiritual sense into the storage ring and saw that Yue Fengshu had indeed brought a lot of things.

This was not the time to inspect, so Lin Bai only took out three items.

A roll of old bamboo slips tied with a straw rope.

An old whisk. No one knew where the wooden handle came from, and no one knew what kind of monster the whisk came from.

There is also a broken sword, and it is unknown what material it is made of.

(End of this chapter)