The Wheel-Turning Master.

Chapter 275 Gourd King
After not seeing each other for a long time, Li Wusheng's temper became milder and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

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

After a few polite words, Li Wusheng led the three people to the foot of Jiuding Mountain again.

The nine stone pillars were submerged in the endless river. No one knew how deep they were or how many years of erosion they had gone through.

After entering the river, the wonders of nature are even more apparent. The nine pillars extend so deep into the river that you can't see the bottom.

After walking down more than 300 feet along the middle pillar, we finally reached the bottom of the river.

There are few aquatic creatures here, and even aquatic plants are very rare. However, there are many pebbles at the bottom of the river, emitting a faint light.

"This is the Wuxiang Stone, a specialty of Jiuzha Mountain. It is rumored that the treasure of the Wuxiang Taoist was broken and left here." Li Wusheng did not forget to introduce it to everyone, "But the Wuxiang Stone is of no use at all. It is not even good enough to be used as fluorite."

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

He waved his hand and took two formless stones. After weighing them, he found they were indeed ordinary stones and put them into the gourd.

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

The four of them entered one after another. There was a downward passage inside. Then, going down, they soon saw a protective formation that blocked the river water.

There is a different world here, a huge stone cave about a hundred feet long, with a stone door in the middle, which is tightly closed.

The cave was extremely quiet, with a dozen cultivators sitting there scattered around, all of them at the Golden Core stage.

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

Li Wusheng bowed, looking much more reserved, and lowered his head without daring to explain more.

When the people here saw this, no one said anything, only a few people opened their eyes and looked over here.

Instead, another handsome male cultivator stepped forward, bowed to Mo Yingcheng, and then bowed to Mu Zhen, saying, "Junior sister, nice to see you again."

Mu Zhen nodded, but said nothing more.

"The descendant of Du Jueming is Du Changying." Mu Zhen conveyed the message to Lin Bai.

Lin Bai understood immediately that when the wood demon visited Daoyin Sect previously, he had said that he had been drinking with a Yuanying with the surname Du at Jiuzha Mountain, and that the person was Du Jueming.

Du Changying felt a little displeased when he saw Mu Zhen's indifference, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled and talked to Lin Bai.

The two exchanged names and chatted briefly, then Du Changying left.

After being trained by the male cultivator for a while, Li Wusheng finally gained his freedom. He sent a message to Lin Bai and the other two, then went to a corner of the cave and waited.

"Alas." Li Wusheng sighed, looked at Mo Yingcheng, and then his eyes became gentle again.

Lin Bai and Mu Zhen looked at each other and knew that they were communicating with each other.

"Let me tell you about this trial."

Before departure, Li Wusheng finally remembered to give instructions.

Lin Bai and Mu Zhen both had blank expressions on their faces. They felt that this woman was not very reliable and that the bed was the only thing on her mind.

Mo Yingcheng was used to doing this and knew it was inappropriate, but it was difficult to explain. "Junior Sister Li has been trying to find out information recently." He reluctantly said something for Li Wusheng.

"Are you taking care of the flower garden?" Lin Bai sent a voice message.

"Inquire on the bed?" Mu Zhen transmitted the message.

After all, Mo Yingcheng was well versed in human nature, so he just smiled slightly and stopped blushing.

"This time, there are eleven people from my Jiuding Sect, as well as affiliated people from various families, and people like you who have connections, a total of twenty-three people. Two are in the late Jindan stage, both of whom are from my Jiuding Sect, and the other seven are in the middle Jindan stage. The rest are in the early stage."

Li Wusheng finally looked like he was going to do something.

Before coming here, Lin Bai heard Mo Yingcheng say that this secret trial realm was for tempering one's heart, and the most suitable one was naturally the early stage of the Golden Elixir realm, which meant having a good beginning and a good end.

You can naturally advance to the middle and late stages, but the effectiveness will be somewhat worse.

Of course, the secret realm opens once every hundred years, so for the Jindan cultivators with excellent talents, they have probably already passed the early stages.

"It's called a secret trial realm, but it's actually a small world. However, the people taking the trial should be divided into nine places, and the allocation will be based on the number of people, but it's hard to say for sure."

Li Wusheng pointed upwards, indicating the nine pillars, "We have a total of 23 people, at least one person in each place, and at most a dozen people."

She became much more serious, and said in a very serious manner: "It's just that the small world is constantly changing. The things and objects encountered by the predecessors who entered in the past are different. Some of them have rare treasures and spiritual objects, while some have nothing. There are also some places that are deadly, so you need to be careful."

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

"What about you?" Lin Bai asked.

"Hehe." Li Wusheng confidently put his hands on his hips, "I'm familiar with most of the people taking this trial."

So you and everyone can help each other! Lin Bai remembered that this girl was scolded and kept silent, 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, as people came in from outside one after another.

The young Jindan who had just scolded Li Wusheng received everyone one by one. All the visitors were polite to him, even respectful and fearful.

According to Li Wusheng, the man's name was Ying Wangtian, and he was the second disciple of the Lord of Jiuzha Mountain. He was in the middle stage of the Golden Core realm and was a man of extraordinary talent.

In a hurry, Ying Wangtian gently rang the bell in his hand. The pleasant sound resounded throughout the cave, and everyone opened their eyes and looked over.

"Everyone is here. It's an auspicious day and time." Ying Wangtian said with a smile.

He walked slowly to the stone gate, then turned around, put his hands behind his back and glanced at everyone, and said loudly: "Although this is a place for trials, it is also a dangerous place. If you enter, your life or death is at your own risk!"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone bowed in unison to show that they understood.

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

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

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

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

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

The light seemed endless and had a faint oppressive power. Although it did not hurt anyone, it had the effect of suppressing spiritual consciousness and made it difficult to look directly at it. Even Jindan cultivators were not immune.

For a moment, everyone closed their eyes and covered their faces.

Lin Bai couldn't help but think of the matter of the wordless secret realm again. That was how the door to Wuxiang's old residence was opened at that time, and Lu Qingyin took advantage of it to kill everyone.

Soon, the white light dissipated and weakened.

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

"Damn it! He got the first place again!" Seeing that Ying Wangtian was not there, someone dared to speak ill of him.

No one cared to figure out who had spoken, as a group of monks came forward, some in groups of two or three, some alone.

"How is it?" Lin Bai knew that Sister Zhen was very capable, had hidden knowledge, and had broad knowledge, so he sent a message to ask.

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

Lin Bai closed his eyes and seeing that nothing was wrong, he took Mu Zhen's hand, nodded to Li Mo and the others, and walked into the door.

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

Li Wusheng held Mo Yingcheng's hand and felt at ease.

Stepping into the stone gate, Li Wusheng closed his eyes, held Mo Yingcheng's hand even tighter, and emitted spiritual awareness from his body as a defensive measure.

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

I felt a little confused in my heart, and it seemed as if the world was upside down, as if I was sinking into an endless bottomless river, or falling into the boundless river of stars in the sky.

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

The sound of the rushing river seemed to be a magnificent and beautiful 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 landed on the ground in a few breaths. He immediately took out a bronze magic weapon, and a green light protected him in an instant. Li Wusheng then looked around.

This place looked like an ordinary countryside, except that the fields were deserted and cracked like tortoise shells. It was already autumn, the time for harvest, but there was not a single grain of grass to be found.

"Where is Brother Cheng?" Li Wusheng saw that there was no danger and realized that Mo Yingcheng was missing.

She looked at her hands, her lover was nowhere to be seen, she shook her head slightly and did not pursue the matter any further.

Anyway, once you enter the land of trials, you cannot expect perfection in everything.

Li Wusheng sighed and became motivated again.

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

Although Li Wusheng had never been here before, he was familiar with the trial experiences of his predecessors and could be considered experienced.

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

She took out another mandarin duck jade pendant, but still saw no unusual movement, which showed that her 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 strangers 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 we arrived at the village, we saw that the small village was quite dilapidated and filled with a strong sense of death.

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

Those ordinary villagers did not notice that the immortal master was coming from the sky. Most of them huddled in their houses, too hungry to move.

"Ordinary people are ignorant and short-sighted because of their short life span. They either work from sunrise to sunset or they are obsessed with intrigue and lust for power."

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

The old man was in tatters, with messy white hair. With trembling hands, he picked up a piece of bark and ate it.

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

"Alas." Li Wusheng shook her head slightly. She had already seen that this man was at the end of his rope and died of hunger, cold and illness.

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

Li Wusheng snapped his fingers, and a trace of flame fell on the man, burning him up in an instant.

Li Wusheng waved his sleeves to sweep away the dust and did not stay there. He flew into the air and soon saw a city.

The city was vast and people inside moved about in an orderly manner, but outside the city were crowded with refugees and victims of disasters.

The top of the city was full of soldiers, and outside the city there was a deadly aura and resentment.

Li Wusheng didn't want to show off in front of others, so he made a hand gesture to hide his figure and landed in the largest house in the city.

There are rockeries and flowing water here, flowers and trees every three steps, and a pavilion every five steps. Although it is clearly autumn, there are birds singing and flowers blooming.

Although the mundane land has no spiritual energy, it is indeed full of flowers.

"Why is the filthy air so strong?"

Li Wusheng frowned, picked up his sword and stepped forward, then he saw a gorgeous attic on the island in the lake.

There were three people having a feast, and there were more than a dozen women accompanying them. Some were serving food, some were pouring wine, some were playing the piano, some were singing, and some were dancing.

Li Wusheng frowned even more tightly as he heard the obscene sounds: there were pools of wine and women of meat here, but outside the city just across the wall, there were corpses of starving people everywhere.

Yukong climbed up to the attic, and everyone knelt down in panic. Only one person, who was drunk, did not notice anything unusual, but said happily: "This young lady is so beautiful..."

Before he could finish his words, the fat intestines on his brain were cut off by the flying sword.

There is no need to threaten anyone anymore, I will answer all your questions.

It turns out that there was a secular country here, called Shangyuan Kingdom, which lasted for 212 years and spanned 19 generations.

Now the north has suffered from successive years of drought and plague, and the people are all refugees, and there are more than a dozen rebels rising up.

"There are foreign races outside, and they are eyeing us covetously. Although we are the parents of this area, we are fed by the beasts in the court, and we cannot lack grain taxes even if there is no harvest in the fields. Although we want to plead for the people, we can only sigh helplessly and make the people suffer even more!" A fat and big-eared old man spoke with a trembling voice.

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

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said, "Master, it is... a metaphor." As he spoke, he kowtowed again, "Master, please use your magical powers to save the people of all directions!"

"You have plenty of wine and meat, but outside the city there are only starving people. If I want to save everyone, I must first kill you who are eating the people's blood and sweat!" Li Wusheng said in a bad tone, and asked if there were any legends of immortals, monsters or ghosts.

The old man talked a lot about gods and ghosts, and Li Wusheng listened attentively.

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

The speed of the golden elixir's escape was so fast that Li Wusheng, while investigating matters of ghosts and gods, traveled around the country of Shangyuan and also visited the barbarian country of the foreign race.

After traveling for more than a month, all he saw was civil unrest and wars raging everywhere. Although there were many obscene sacrifices, there were no monsters or cultivators.

"Am I the only one in this trial place?"

Li Wusheng had a headache. He pinched his brows and said to himself, "What is this trial about? What should I do? How should I leave?"

After thinking for a while, he still had no idea, so Li Wusheng simply used his great magical powers to pray for rain to alleviate the drought.

However, after working hard for a long time, no matter what the rain master talisman or the water gathering formation did, it couldn't bring any rain.

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

"Since I have no fellow practitioners, I cannot practice, let alone control the clouds and rain, so I might as well stop using the Tao to mess up the law, practice on my own, and walk around in this world for a while longer."

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

The vulgar and ugly old woman sneaked into the refugee group and practiced medicine. In just half a month, she earned a reputation as the "Old Mother of No Birth."

That morning, Li Wusheng was delivering a baby for a woman in a makeshift thatched hut.

"Mother Wusheng, should I not have given birth? In this world, giving birth will mean death..." The woman's face was deathly pale, her lips were chapped, and she had to put all her strength into speaking. How could she give birth to a child?

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

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 didn't seem like illusions, nor like some kind of dream.

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

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

"The officers and soldiers were driven away long ago! It's the Gourd King who has arrived!" The refugee's haggard 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 out with just a dozen refugees, but now he has gathered tens of thousands of people and has captured several cities.

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

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

"This person has grown from a small figure to a big name in just two months. It shows that among ordinary people, there are also dragons and phoenixes."

Li Wusheng sighed in his heart, and followed a group of refugees, intending to see what kind of person this "Gourd King" was.

After walking two miles, we arrived at a breached city wall, where many refugees were collecting rice porridge and queuing in an orderly manner.

The more places he traveled to, the more refugees he saw. Li Wusheng knew that this was not an easy task and that the Gourd King must have some tricks up his sleeve.

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 and is really distributing grain.

There was a high platform next to the porridge place. Many refugees held their bowls of porridge and slurped them while listening to the people on the platform talking.

Li Wusheng frowned and looked, only to see a young man standing on a high platform. He was 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 in an excited manner.

"Brother... Turn the Wheel?" Li Wusheng held his forehead with his hand.

(End of this chapter)