The Wheel-Turning Master.

Chapter 260 Success
There is no wind on the top of the mountain.

Lin Bai held tightly in his left hand a stone tablet, which he had obtained from Wuxiang's old residence.

In his right hand he held a piece of broken wood, which had the effect of restoring oneself, healing wounds and prolonging life. It was obtained from Lu Haike, and later returned to Gu Yao, and now it was borrowed.

The chain on his wrist trembled slightly, the gourd in front of him shook gently, and a miniature broken boat capsized.

Song Dan knelt on the ground with one arm bare, Li Xinghe watched the stars on the broken bridge, Lu Qingyin rode a colorful deer, and Wuxiang's disciple knelt to receive the Taoist teachings.

One after another, past events flashed through my mind, with sorrow and joy, separation and reunion, fights for life and leisurely strolls.

It’s just that old things and old people are like rivers flowing by. Although they surge up waves, they are ultimately difficult to create ripples in the heart.

There is no obstruction in my heart, and my thoughts are clear.

After swallowing the elixir that stabilized the sea of ​​qi and sea of ​​consciousness, mist began to swirl in his body and the stone plate slowly turned.

The sky and the earth here suddenly changed color, and the spiritual energy became restless.

People watching the ceremony from all directions felt the pressure was so heavy that it seemed to encompass the entire world. Those with weak minds trembled and fell to the ground.

The calamity cloud seemed very far away, but as it floated, it seemed to be close in the blink of an eye.

For a moment, the calamity clouds covered the entire territory of Qiaoshan Sect.

It was already afternoon, but it felt like a pitch-black night, with no stars or full moon to illuminate the sky.

The calamity cloud was pitch black throughout, and as it rolled, clouds of various colors appeared, as if it was pregnant with the majesty of the great way that had existed since ancient times.

There was no sound of wind, nor was there any sound from anyone. In this place, everyone, whether they were watching the ceremony or the birds and animals, looked up.

People coming and going in Xinyifang, as well as shop assistants, all went out to see, all looking in the distance in the direction of Xianqiao.

Even in Mianlong Mountain and Qianhe Sandland, thousands of miles away, one could see the overwhelming calamity clouds.

"When we first met, he was just a young Qi practitioner. It's only been a short time... Pei Ning is so cunning. I believed her lies and didn't climb into his bed!" Yao Qianyuan stood at the entrance of Tianchi Pavilion, staring blankly towards the west.

"I remember reading in a book that the different colors of calamity clouds represent the strength of the thunder calamity. Why are the calamity clouds attracted by Lin Zhuanlun rolling in black and white, with occasional brilliant colors?" Gai Yingqiu grabbed Yang Shu's arm.

Yang Shu was stunned but didn't say a word.

"Sister-in-law," Yang Chen said, "There is no definitive answer to the saying that colors represent strength or weakness. It is generally related to the person's destiny and the direction of the path he chooses. Of course, with so many colors, the imagination is even more powerful."

“It’s so vast and boundless, and there seems to be the true meaning of the great way in the calamity clouds.” Gu Qingshui opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

The fox stood on Miaomiao's head, swaying its tail back and forth, "Stronger than I thought."

"Fairy, how can the golden elixir thunder tribulation lead to the true meaning of the great Dao? What does this mean?" Although Xiuxiu followed the knowledgeable fox, she had not seen too much after all, so she was a little confused and felt uneasy in her heart.

"The pill tribulation is to refine the golden pill and stabilize the soul. Although it has the effect of rebirth, it is still an ant after all, and it is difficult to bear the true meaning of the great way." A heavy voice sounded in their ears, and everyone saw an old man in a black robe standing with his hands behind his back. The meaning of the words was that this was something that could only be encountered in the Nascent Soul stage.

The man had black hair and beard, and did not have the slightest trace of a monk. He looked like an ordinary old man.

He is of shorter stature, shorter than Jiang Yu, and almost as tall as Miaomiao. However, he seems to be standing upright, towering and majestic, making people look up at him.

"Master Brother." Gu Qingshui stood up and saluted.

Everyone leaned forward immediately, and Miaomiao and Jiang Yu didn't even dare to look up.

"Lao Xiang," the fox lay on Miaomiao's head, "how could you bear to leave the house?"

"The secrets of heaven are obscured, the spiritual energy is restless, and the power of the calamity cloud is so strong that we naturally have to come and see which hero it is." Xiang Wuhui said.

"He's the one who killed your apprentice. You saw him when you surrounded and killed Lu Haike." said the fox.

Miaomiao and Jiang Yu lowered their heads and looked at each other, neither of them dared to straighten up.

"It's fate." Xiang Wuhui said.

The fox took a step forward and was about to say something, but Xiuxiu immediately hugged her in her arms and clamped her mouth tightly with her hands.

The calamity clouds pressed down, and faint thunder could be heard from within, as if they were going to crush the entire Qiaoshan Mountain into dust.

Lin Bai's clothes fluttered, and his whole body became more rounded.

Based on the theory of elixir, the next step is to condense the golden elixir.

There seemed to be a whirlpool in the sea of ​​qi, and the spiritual energy was stirring, as if it wanted to absorb everything.

The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth here became more and more agitated, coming from all directions and merging into the vortex of the sea of ​​​​energy.

The Qi Sea seemed to have no boundaries, and spiritual energy poured in like a flood breaking through a dam, but it did not overflow.

As the vortex became more and more fierce, the sea of ​​qi contained more and more spiritual power. It was like thunder in the body, and the sea of ​​consciousness was connected. Then the mist surged and the stone plate turned faster and faster.

After an unknown amount of time, the vortex in the Qi Sea slowly slowed down, and the amount of spiritual power contained in it was unknown. A dazzling pearl appeared in it, and then the pearl absorbed spiritual power.

After a while, the pearl became larger and larger, and gradually became more solid.

The pearls are black and white, and they keep rotating, as if dividing yin and yang.

This is a fake elixir. If you want to achieve the golden elixir, you need to go through a thunder catastrophe to cleanse it and remove the dross while keeping the essence.

But this step is the most difficult, one point more or one point less will make a difference. And often the stronger the thunder tribulation, the purer the golden elixir. Of course, it may also be that the person who is to be tribulated has done too many things that are against the will of heaven and earth.

"Brother Song, the world is so vast and you may die on the way. I will carry on in your place!"

Lin Bai clenched his hands, looked up at the sky, and saw a crack in the clouds, from which a dazzling dragon emerged.

The thunderbolts came down, as if tearing apart the mountain. With a loud rumble, the ground shook and the mountaintop could no longer be seen as Gu Jiuzhong's former dojo.

“How can it be so strong?” Lin Bai’s hair spread out, and he supported himself on the ground with one hand. “Its might is many times stronger than the calamity cloud brought by Tie Huasheng, and even more violent than the calamity cloud brought by Lu Qingyin. I’m afraid that even an ordinary golden elixir can’t withstand its might, right?!”

His clothes were torn and there were tiny cracks on his skin, with tiny shadows of lightning jumping between them from time to time.

The golden elixir in the sea of ​​qi kept spinning, expelling many impurities, but giving rise to a restless aura, as if it was about to leave the body. The sea of ​​consciousness was piercing, and the stone plate was spinning faster and faster, driving the mist, as if it was about to burst.

He took a deep breath, and the effect of the Twelve Hun Yuan Transformations was revealed. The skin on his body was repaired, his mind became calm, his restlessness and depression gradually subsided, his qi sea became a little more stable, and the stabbing pain in his sea of ​​consciousness was slightly reduced.

Sit tight, and flying knives fly out from all around you, heading towards the second thunder.

The black thunder was more violent than the first one. The surging earth fire seemed to be able to burn everything, but it was swallowed up by the thunder in an instant.

The fake pill in the Qi Sea hummed, separating a lot of black air. The stone plate in the Sea of ​​Consciousness spun rapidly, and Lin Bai felt a splitting headache.

"Chen Tianren, help me!" Another batch of flying knives came out, but this time they were filled with pure sword intent, hoping to be able to slightly block the third calamity thunder.

The Taoist robe was gone, and his body was charred black, but lightning could be seen faintly inside and outside his skin. "Senior Lu, help me!" Lin Bai held a broken boat in his left hand and pointed with his right hand.

Suddenly, clouds and mist appeared on the top of the mountain, like waves rising and stirring a small boat.

However, despite the Yuanying relic, it only slightly relieved the force. The broken ship fell to the side, cracking a gap with lightning patterns on it.

The fake elixir in the body was rotating a little slower, and no impurities were being expelled, but it was absorbing the remaining thunder in the body.

Lin Bai held a piece of broken wood in his hand, and the injuries on his body quickly disappeared, leaving only black stains.

The fifth thunderbolt descended, and the broken wood was covered with raging lightning, which was still smoking.

This thing was given to me by Gu Yao, so you don't have to pay for it if it's not broken.

As he was thinking this, the sixth thunderbolt came violently.

Lin Bai took a deep breath and held up the black and white gourd with both hands, "Collect!"

The black and white gourd emitted black and white light, and then formed the shape of the Eight Diagrams and Yin and Yang. An extremely violent thunderbolt descended, and most of its power was absorbed into the gourd.

The gourd became extremely hot, and there were flashes of lightning on its surface. However, the lightning contained in it did not dissipate, which was truly magical.

Lin Bai gasped for breath and swallowed a handful of pills.

"The stronger the magical power, the more bloodshed, or for extremely outstanding people, the thunder tribulation will be slightly stronger, or even twice as strong. Some thunder tribulations even contain some truth of the great way..."

He Wenyao's words lingered in his ears. Lin Bai had already realized that this thunder tribulation was no ordinary one. Its power was several times greater than the one Lu Qingyin had experienced.

Now six of the nine levels of thunder tribulation have passed, but the last three are the most important.

Lin Bai held the gourd in his hand, feeling that the gourd could only help him once more at most, but he still had to deal with two more thunder strikes.

There is no time to think about it. Since you have the ambition to pursue the great path, you should face the challenges head-on.

The seventh thunderbolt is used to temper the body.

Lin Bai did not use the gourd to receive it. "I have completed the Twelve Transformations of the Primordial Chaos and have been tempered by the starlight. Now I should try the Heavenly Thunder again!"

Having said that, Lin Bai still took a defensive stance.

However, this time the thunder was louder than the previous ones. The power of the thunder was stronger than ever before, and it even had a sense of destruction.

Lin Bai lay prone on the ground, with pieces of flesh and blood falling off his body, revealing his charred internal organs, with many tiny lightning threads running through them.

The fake pill in the Qi Hai became more and more solid. As it rotated, the black and white colors had the image of yin and yang, as if it could encompass everything.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the stone disk rotated, as if it was pulling the long river of time. The outer mist moved with the stone disk, as if the mountains and rivers were turning upside down.

Before he could regulate his breath, the eighth thunderbolt arrived.

This thunder of tribulation is designed to test one's determination and is most likely to lead a person astray.

"Lu Qingyin swept away the dust with her whisk, and my heart is this gourd, unstained by dust!" Lin Bai raised the gourd again.

But despite what he said, when the thunder came, the gourd only took away a small part of it, and Lin Bai still took the majority of it.

A place full of fairy spirit, like a fairy palace. Lin Bai sat high up, with two female attendants standing on his left and right, and countless high-ranking cultivators standing below him.

Even Yuanying is not qualified to come here.

"Master of the Wheel of Dharma!" Countless people bowed and saluted with utmost respect.

Lin Bai was too lazy to talk, so he moved to another place and sent all the guests away.

"Master! People who came to pray said that foxes are too coquettish and not suitable for guarding the door. They also said that although the foxes are tied by the neck, they will bare their teeth when they see people. Should we remove them?" Miaomiao asked.

"Master has punished her by not being able to speak for 100,000 years. Now that's enough." Jiang Yu also spoke.

"Okay, Xiuxiu will be unhappy if she is locked up any longer." Lin Bai waved his hand, not caring much.

After the two disciples left obediently, Lin Bai was about to give some pointers on Gu Qingshui's practice, when he saw a stone table and three stone stools beside him.

There was a man and a woman sitting there. The man looked ordinary, and he was Li Xinghe. No one knew where the woman came from.

"I don't even dare to call myself the Taoist Master. How dare you, who has inherited my legacy, call yourself the Taoist Master?" The woman frowned.

Lin Bai felt that there was not a single bit of the Taoism that could reach the heavens and the earth left in him, and he was just like an ordinary octogenarian.

"Master of the Wheel of Dharma, please take a seat." Li Xinghe poured tea with a smile on his face.

Lin Bai was trembling and didn't dare to move at all.

"Lin Zhuanlun, please sit down." The woman's voice was ethereal, as if she had traveled through endless time and countless mountains and rivers. "Let me see your skills."

"You're going to be a widow." The eighth thunder tribulation had passed. Xiuxiu saw Lin Bai lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. She couldn't help but loosen her hand that was holding the fox's mouth. The fox immediately spoke ill of him.

"Hehehe, you two don't have a master either." The fox looked at Miaomiao and Jiangyu again.

Miaomiao and Jiangyu both got angry and glared at the fox.

The whole mountain was silent, and the calamity clouds gathered into the last calamity thunder.

"He has learned the Wood Demon's method and received instruction from Li Xinghe, but why haven't we seen his ability?" Xiang Wuhui said.

At this moment, Lin Bai forced himself to stand up, holding a stone tablet in his hand.

"Mu Yao and Li Xinghe are just guides. He inherited the legacy of Taoist Wuxiang." The fox tilted his head and did not look at Lin Bai, but stared at Xiang Wuhui.

Xiang Wuhui ignored it.

The ninth level of thunder roared down, its power far exceeding the previous ones, almost enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

All the people watching the ceremony were terrified, and those with shallow cultivation immediately fell to the ground.

The thunder was extremely violent. When everyone thought that Lin Zhuanlun was dead, they suddenly saw Lin Zhuanlun shrouded in mist. Then the mist started spinning, and faintly there were stars in the sky, and there seemed to be a rotating stone plate in it.

Although the thunder was so violent that it seemed to reduce this place to dust, most of its power seemed to have been moved to somewhere unknown, or sunk in the long river of time.

The nine-fold thunder tribulation was over, and Lin Bai fell to the ground again.

"Master Wuxiang has a successor." After Xiang Wuhui said this, he turned into a black shadow and went to the blessed land of the Immortal Bridge.

(End of this chapter)