The Wheel-Turning Master.

Yuanying from various places arrived one after another, and the momentum of the Northern Expedition coalition forces increased greatly.

All the Yuanying gathered in the main hall of Songhe Mountain. After three days of discussion, Jiang Xingchi came out and talked some nonsense about fellow believers and righteousness, and asked Jing Shitui and Meng Yiwei to go and persuade them to surrender.

After the two were scolded, Jiang Xingchi still did not give up and sent Gu Jiuchong, Yang Shaoan and Cheng Yuanli to go.

From then on, people went to persuade them to surrender every day, but after a few days, it turned into a situation of verbal abuse between the two sides.

Miaomiao also volunteered to go and give Lin Bai a scolding, but Jing Shitui, who was in charge of the matter, refused when he saw that Lin Bai did not show up.

After more than a month, all the disciples of the Yuanying tribes arrived, and the Northern Expedition coalition forces were assembled.

Jing Situi took Jiang Xingchi's token and became the leader of the coalition forces. After inspecting various places and checking that everything was correct, he reported to Jiang Xingchi.

Jiang Xingchi then divided his troops into eight groups, each of which had one golden elixir as the main leader and three golden elixirs as the deputy leaders.

The army set out, with fourteen Yuanyings in command. Wanshou Mountain was as calm as water, without any unusual movement.

In about a day, the army was separated into eight directions of Wanshou Mountain, with flying boats suspended in the sky. They activated the battle formation and formed a military array to prepare for defense.

Each army formation had a Yuanying, and each of them held a dark red Ruyi in their hands. This Ruyi seemed to be some kind of magic weapon, and once activated, it would emit fire and impact the endless frost and ice on Wanshou Mountain.

This is the method to break the formation. Eight Yuanyings break the formation, and the remaining six Yuanyings support. They are Yun Wujiu, Jiang Xingchi, Lihuo Taoist, Hua Zongzhu of Hehuan Sect, Mei Linghan of Qingxin Xuanmen and Xue Liufeng of Xuyun Sect.

Among these six people, except Jiang Xingchi who is the youngest, the other five are people who have experienced ups and downs and seen the world.

The battle formation where Lin Bai was stationed was located to the east of Wanshou Mountain, in order to protect and assist Gu Qingshui.

The leader was Zhu Jianyang, and the other three were Gu Jiuchong, Tian Guiqin and Li Shouyan.

"Look." Lin Bai stood on the largest flying boat in the battle formation and pointed at Gu Qingshui in the sky in the distance.

Gu Qingshui was seen sitting cross-legged in the air, holding a red ruyi in one hand, lighting up surging flames, which then turned into lines and fell on the ice and frost of Wanshou Mountain.

However, Wanshou Mountain is so tall that Gu Qingshui is like holding a red line, small and powerless.

"This formation relies on the Longevity Mountain. Once it is activated, as long as it is carefully maintained, it can survive with the endless spiritual energy of the seventh-level blessed land. It cannot be broken easily, and it cannot be taken by tricks. You can only find its weak points and slowly consume it." Lin Bai patted Dugu Jing's head, "Think about it carefully."

Dugu Jing was confused and looked for a long time, then he felt a chill invade his body and began to shiver.

Ten days later, eight red lines connected Wanshou Mountain, but there was no sign of the formation loosening.

Lin Bai had a vague sense of foreboding in his heart. After quietly sending a message to Aunt Gu, he found a place to sit and practice.

Now he was only one step away from the third level of the Golden Elixir. Lin Bai happened to have nothing to do, and Zhu Jianyang asked Lin Bai to stay on the flying boat so that he could provide support to various places. So he simply asked Miaomiao to watch the door while he closed his eyes and practiced in peace.

I closed my eyes and walked to the stone plate. The green waves were still there, and the moonlight was even more intense.

There are traces of light in the cracks of the stone plate under your feet, and when you look up you can see the stars hanging in the sky.

Subtle spiritual energy invaded and gathered in the center of the stone plate, and Lin Bai practiced in silence.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt a surge in my body, and the golden elixir in my Qi Sea was shaking, with its volume increasing and decreasing, as it forcibly drew out the spiritual energy around me.

Suddenly, he felt a slight headache. Lin Bai wanted to calm down, but suddenly his feet stepped on empty air and fell into the long river.

As I drifted with the current, I saw stars all above and below me. If I looked closely, I saw a white cloud.

The clouds were thick, and three of them closed their eyes. Looking down, they saw a woman in a thin green shirt holding a red thread.

With a thought, his vision followed the red line, invading the endless ice layer in front, passing by countless disciples of Shoutian Pavilion who were ready for battle at any time, and came to the highest place of Wanshou Mountain.

The spiritual energy here is as rich as water. An old man as old as a dried-up river is sitting cross-legged, and there is a young couple.

"Brother, the formation can't hold out for much longer." Zou Mi said, clenching his fists.

"We are the inheritors of the Divine Transformation, but we have been forced to this point by these insects!" Chi Shangxing looked at Kong Shu angrily and asked, "Is it true that the ancestor can't come?"

"If you have to rely on the ancestor for everything, then what's the use of us?" Kong Shu shook his head slightly and said, "The gap between the transformation of the spirit and the transformation of the spirit is even greater than the gap between the Yuanying and the training of the qi. We can't protect our hometown anymore, and the rest of us will have a hard time crossing the Wanli Snow Plain to get here."

"What should we do now?" Zou Mi frowned and asked, "They have massacred the Black Wind Mountain, and only one out of a hundred people are left alive. If Wanshou Mountain is destroyed, I'm afraid the same will happen. We have no choice but to fight to the death!"

"Jiang Xingchi used a knife to slaughter the Black Wind Mountain to demonstrate, to seek war, and also to seek peace." Kong Shu opened his eyes, only to see that his pupils were dark yellow and chaotic, without any spirit. "He came again this time to promote peace through war. He knows that we don't want to lose people, but we have to fight, so after this battle, he will sincerely come to seek peace."

"Ask for peace after the fight?" asked Chi Shangxing.

"It's hard to return to our homeland, and there's a local tyrant here. We are stuck in a dilemma." Kong Shu sighed, "He wants to hurt us, and then talk about peace. It's the same for us. We have no choice but to fight! Only by scaring them can we offer better conditions."

"Brother, we..." Zou Mi was shocked when she heard Kong Shu's words and said, "Is there really no hope?"

"Without the ancestor here, we are doomed. It's not Qiaoshan that is fighting us, it's the entire East China Sea. Wanshou Mountain can't be saved." Kong Shu sighed, "I thought Xiang Wuhui would come to talk after what happened at Black Wind Mountain, but I didn't expect Xiang Wuhui not to come..."

"The blood of Black Wind Mountain has not yet dried..." Chi Shangxing gritted his teeth.

"Don't be afraid of death. Aren't there enough deaths in our hometown? If you want to expand, there will always be casualties." Kong Shu grabbed Zou Mi's hand and said in a deep voice: "You are not good at fighting, don't risk your life with Gu Qingshui again! This time..."

He looked into the distance and continued, "The survival of our great Tianwen Sect can only rely on the legacy of our ancestors."

When Lin Bai opened his eyes, he was already at the third level of Golden Core.

There is no sense of peace in my heart, only a growing sense of foreboding.

He stepped out and came to the flying boat, looking up at Wanshou Mountain, only to find that it was still covered with ice and there was no sign of ruin.

Two months have passed since the eight Yuanyings worked together to break the formation, but the formation is still as solid as a rock.

At this moment, tiny cracks appeared on the ice and snow covering Wanshou Mountain, which seemed to have existed for thousands of years.

There were cries of grief in Wanshou Mountain, but cheers were heard from all directions.

Soon, the cracks in the snow became larger, and then the ice and snow collapsed and fell down with a loud bang.

A huge roar was heard, and frosty mist rose into the sky.

"Set up the formation!" Zhu Jianyang shouted immediately, and then golden light covered the many flying boats in the military formation.

However, this place is very close to Wanshou Mountain. Endless ice and snow avalanched down, and the cold fog arrived first. Its power instantly submerged the army formation, and the protective magic circle was immediately unable to hold on. The low-level disciples were immediately covered by ice and frost, and a group of Jindan also felt cold inside and out.

Lin Bai held the gourd in his hand, and there was no ice, snow or fog around him, but he still felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, just like the feeling when he was attacked by the amulet.

At this moment, a red light came, and everyone seemed to be warmed by the warm sun, and the coldness in their bodies was greatly reduced.

But before he could feel at ease, he saw a huge hand made of ice stretched out from the vast cold fog of Wanshou Mountain and grabbed the white cloud in the sky. "The formation starts again!" Gu Qingshui's voice came, and then a red line rose into the sky, followed by two, three, and a total of eleven red lines heading towards the giant hand.

A roar came from the top of Longevity Mountain. The pressure from the God of Transformation continued. The army formations all around trembled. The protective formation that had been rebuilt with great difficulty was broken again. Countless Qi training disciples collapsed, and some died on the spot. Many foundation building monks bled from all seven orifices, and a group of Jindan monks could not stand steadily.

Looking up at the sky above Wanshou Mountain, one can see a gigantic figure standing alone between heaven and earth. Ice that has condensed for thousands of years is around him, and it seems that he can freeze everything in the world with just a wave of his hands and a move.

"This is the remnant of the Divine Transformation Formation. There is nothing to be afraid of!" Jiang Xingchi's voice shook the four directions.

Soon, eleven red lines entangled the giant figure, and then another red line joined. But after a while, as the giant figure attracted the icy air, one red line disappeared, and then another one.

At this time, the snow, frost and cold fog that had broken the formation gradually dissipated, and a flying boat was seen pressing down from Wanshou Mountain.

"Take the Yunyan Pill! Forward!" Zhu Jianyang saw that his own side had suffered heavy casualties, but still ordered his troops to move forward to fight.

Gu Jiuzhong and others also gritted their teeth and headed towards the flying boat coming from Wanshou Mountain.

We have five flying boats, but most of them are damaged. The enemy has only one flying boat, but it is very powerful.

The two sides were about to set up their battle formations, but were blown into chaos by the cold wind from the sky. They all fell down in an instant, and they were in a state of mutual entanglement, and then they started a melee again.

"The so-called military battle is really ridiculous. No matter how many ants there are, they can all be trampled to death!" Zhu Jianyang finally became the leader, but he was dispersed before he could even have fun. He was really angry.

In the sky, many Nascent Souls were fighting, in the air, many Golden Cores were fighting for their foundation, and on the ground, many Qigong practitioners were fighting for their lives.

"I will never pluck pheasant feathers again!" Miaomiao had blood on her lips and was gasping for breath. Her hair and eyebrows were burned clean. She stood back to back with Jiang Yu.

At this moment, the cold fog is gradually dissipating, but it is still chilly, and the sounds of fighting and the smell of blood can be heard everywhere.

"The door to all wonders!" Miaomiao waved the gourd forward, and a flying sword immediately lost its direction. Then Jiang Yu reached forward and caught the flying sword in his hand and stuffed it into the gourd.

The two girls fought as they advanced, but before they could catch their breath, they heard a scream coming from the front, "Senior sister, help me!"

Dugu Jing covered his abdomen and ran back with blood all over his face.

"You step back!" Miaomiao immediately stepped forward to protect Dugu Jing as he fled. She and Jiang Yu walked forward side by side, shouting, "Who wants to fight me..."

I saw a gray light coming quickly in front of me, and the sword was scorching. It was a middle-aged foundation-building man, his face was covered in blood, and he was laughing wildly from time to time, clearly crazy.

Several flying swords immediately pierced through the bodies of several Qi-cultivating cultivators, and seriously injured a foundation-building cultivator, and then attacked Miaomiao.

"This group of swordsmen is not as powerful as Master's wife!" Miaomiao didn't dare to shout anymore. She and Jiang Yu acted cautiously. They each used their own methods and barely blocked the seventeen flying swords. Then they saw the shadow of a huge mountain pressing down on them.

"Fighting is not my forte!" Miaomiao muttered, and was about to use the gourd to block again, when she saw the shadow of the giant mountain being pierced by a flying knife.

Following the direction of the flying knife, I could no longer see the person who had swung the knife, only faint stars.

"Master just glanced at us, and I felt like he looked at us with disgust!" Jiang Yu said ashamedly.

Miao Miao blushed and said, "I can't hide my strength anymore. I have to be serious!"

"When have you and I ever concealed anything from each other?" Jiang Yu asked in surprise, throwing out his fishing rod.

Miaomiao ignored him.

It was extremely chaotic here, and the two women fought for a short while. Their years of tacit understanding began to take effect. Miaomiao was in charge of defense, and also observed the surroundings. Once someone attacked, she would use her ingenious methods to deflect the attack, and then Jiang Yu would counterattack, and it was always effective.

An unknown amount of time had passed before the sky returned to peace and the Yuanyings disappeared.

Soon, the command was sounded from the direction of Wanshou Mountain and Songhe Mountain, and both sides stopped fighting.

There was blood everywhere on Wanshou Mountain. Miaomiao and Jiang Yu looked around and saw broken corpses everywhere, most of them were practicing Qi and building foundation.

There are still many people who are not dead, but they are seriously injured and exhausted, as if they have lost their souls.

"I remember there were three people whose golden elixirs self-destructed?" Miaomiao looked extremely embarrassed, holding a broken sword in her hand, with her shoulder covered in blood.

Jiang Yu was holding a half-broken fishing rod in his hand, with a huge wound on his chest and abdomen, and his eyes were filled with confusion.

"Senior Sister, why do we have to fight? Can't we sit down and talk it out?" Jiang Yu asked.

"We can only talk after fighting. There will be no negotiation without fighting!" Miaomiao said, panting.

The two were talking when they saw the master appear in front of them in a flash, with another person beside him. It was Wumu Qian.

However, the master's robe was clean, but Wumu Qian had two bloody holes on his body and looked dejected.

Soon, Zhu Jianyang came over with blood all over his face. Miaomiao and Jiang Yu had not yet rested before they were sent to treat the wounded.

"How many casualties?" Lin Bai looked around. At this moment, the ice and snow had already melted. Blood mixed with the ice water and flowed along the cracks in the rocks.

"We haven't counted them yet. We probably have three to four thousand on our side alone..." Zhu Jianyang smiled bitterly, looked at Wumu Qian, and said, "Fellow Daoist Wumu, your sect's foundation is so deep that we can't even begin to catch up."

"Isn't he also a prisoner, a bird in a cage?" Wu Muqian sighed.

Lin Bai said no more, mentioned Wumuqian and went to Songhe Mountain.

When we arrived at the place, we saw that many Jindan monks had gathered on the top of Songhe Mountain, all of them with their heads down and silent.

"Senior." Yuan Wuchen stepped forward and saluted, whispering, "The ancestor was injured and has gone to Huludao to recuperate. She asked you to represent her in the discussion."

"Are you seriously injured?" Lin Bai asked with concern.

Yuan Wuchen shook his head blankly, obviously not sure either.

"Is your apprentice okay?" Jiang Xiaobai also came over. She was seriously injured and did not participate in the battle, but she was not injured.

"It's okay, it's just some blood." Lin Bai pushed Wu Muqian to the front and asked, "What happened?"

"Four died." Jiang Xiaobai whispered.

Four more Yuanying died? Lin Bai endured the headache and asked, "Who are they?"

"Senior Lihuo from Jiuzha Mountain, Sect Master Hua from Hehuan Sect, Senior Mei from Qingxin Xuanmen, and Senior Xue from Xuyun Sect." Jiang Xiaobai said.

How come Jiuzha Mountain has so many dead people? Even the leader of a sect is lost? Lin Bai rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "What about Senior Du Jueming of Jiuzha Mountain?"

"He ran away again." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Hiss..." Lin Bai didn't know whether to admire or despise him. He just felt that the long-legged fairy was really capable! (End of this chapter)