The Wheel-Turning Master.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom and the breeze is blowing gently.

A small sparrow was lying on the head of the green snake. It snaked over and bowed its head in greeting.

The tiger also came close and lay down.

A dozen moles surrounded Xiuxiu in a daze.

"They said it was as if they had traveled all over the world in a dream and experienced a lifetime."

Xiuxiu took out some dried fruit slices and fed them to the mole, and a sparrow also flew over to peck at the food.

"Eat your fill, go play somewhere else!" The fox wagged its tail, drove away the group of people who were trying to curry favor with it, and then jumped onto Xiuxiu's head. It stared at Lin Bai with its bright eyes and asked, "Lin Zhuanlun, what did you see? Tell me in detail."

Fox and Xiuxiu are not outsiders, so there is naturally no need to hide anything.

"My spiritual consciousness went deep into the gourd, and it seemed that I saw some of the past of the Taoist Master Wuxiang." Lin Bai said.

"Are you really sure it's the Taoist Master Wuxiang?" the fox asked curiously.

"When I was going through the golden elixir thunder tribulation in the past, my mind was disturbed and I fell into an illusion. At that time, I saw a table and three stone benches, with two people sitting on them, a man and a woman. They were Master Li... and Taoist Master Wuxiang."

Lin Bai was very serious. "When the thunderstorm passed, I only remembered your master's appearance, but I could no longer remember the Taoist Master Wuxiang. But when I went deep into the gourd just now, although I couldn't see his appearance clearly, I had a feeling in my heart that it was the Taoist Master Wuxiang!"

The fox looked excited at first, but when she heard people talking about her master, she forced herself to act like an elder, as if she didn't want to lose her master.

"Go on," said the fox.

"The shadow in the painting is illusory and it is difficult to distinguish the real body. We can roughly see that the Taoist Master Wuxiang is meditating in the deep mountains, with clear water and trees as companions, and wild animals, insects and birds as friends." Lin Bai immediately talked about what he saw and heard.

"She seems to have realized some kind of skill, or perhaps gained spiritual energy from the heavens and earth. She has been practicing in the mountains for who knows how many years, and I don't know what her level has reached."

"It's a pity that the image is so vague, and I haven't seen him display his magical powers. But in my opinion, he should have reached the realm of refining emptiness and become a Taoist master."

"Then the shadows in the painting became increasingly messy and blurry, and it was no longer possible to see them clearly. However, one could vaguely see that the Taoist Master Wuxiang traveled, climbed mountains and crossed seas, met many people, and then found a huge silk cocoon that helped him prove his Dao and emerge as a butterfly."

"Then the Taoist Master Wuxiang flew on a butterfly and arrived at a place where a galaxy was hanging. It should be a secret place. He played chess with a man and they had a pleasant conversation. They got along very well."

"Then I saw a white-haired old man, chatting with him for a long time. Later, I went deep into the snowfield and talked with a spirit beast that looked like a jade rabbit."

"Finally, I saw another person under a tree, but that person was blurry and it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman. Then Wuxiang Daozu returned and met a person along the way. He took him by his side. He must be his disciple. Then he opened up many small worlds. He must be making some kind of preparation."

"I don't know how long it took, but I saw a sword light across the sky coming from the west, and the painting collapsed."

As Lin Bai was telling the story, he seemed to be immersed in the past of Taoist Master Wuxiang again.

This time, with the help of Xiuxiu and the fox, and with the broken stone plate as a medium, I was able to get a glimpse of it.

However, due to his realm, he only saw the first strike of the sword being used, but had no idea what happened afterwards.

Moreover, the appearances of the various characters could not be seen clearly, even the appearance of the Taoist Master Wuxiang was not clear, and only some general features could be seen.

After Lin Bai finished speaking, Fox and Xiuxiu were both silent, the former in deep thought and the latter at a loss.

After a long silence, the fox spoke up, "The one who drew the sword must be Daoist Master Huai Que. Jiang Xingchi once asked Zou Mi, who said that this Daoist Master didn't know where the battlefield was, but he was very good at attacking, so he must be practicing the Dao of Destruction."

"The spiritual beast that looks like a jade rabbit in the snowfield should be the Lord of Xuanyin Dao." Lin Bai said.

The fox nodded.

“I don’t know which two Taoist masters that old man and the person under the tree are.”

Lin Bai thought about it for a while and felt that one of them might be related to Sister Zhen. Then he looked at the fox and said, "As for the one who had a good chat with Taoist Wuxiang in the Starry Sky Secret Realm..."

The fox put its two hind legs on Xiuxiu's head, then stood up straight, looked up and down for a long time, and then bowed to the sky with its two front legs, saying, "That's my teacher, Taoist Master Xinghe."

She sounded quite proud.

Lin Bai also guessed it. When he first met Li Xinghe, it was in the Wordless Secret Realm. He once said something like "reviewing the past to learn new things" and he was quite familiar with the secret realm.

At that time Lin Bai felt that Li Xinghe had a calm temperament. He called Li Chenyu and others by their names as if they were ordinary. In his eyes, everything was the same, but he did not have a sense of contempt from a superior position, nor a sense of pity from a superior position. It was as if he was there, hanging high above the starry sky.

He neither saves nor harms anyone. If someone provokes him, he only gives a small punishment. Even Lu Qingyin, who killed Ye Ruoqing, was only dealt with lightly and put in solitary confinement.

He seemed to be standing there motionless. When Lin Bai asked him about the secrets of escaping, he never hid anything and gave his full guidance. He did not deliberately make friends with anyone, nor did he deliberately hate anyone.

Just as the mountains and rivers change, he is like the stars, unmoved.

Lin Bai thought of the big tree, the stone table and the stone bench in the still secret realm, and thought that Taoist Wuxiang must have invited Taoist Xinghe to be a guest there.

As for who was sitting on the other stone bench, it was unknown. It was not seen in the shadow in the gourd just now, but it might be the master of Xuanyin Cave, or the old man, or the one under the tree.

It's just that Li Xinghe visited the former residence of Wuxiang Taoist several times, as if he was visiting his grave, and it was obvious that they were close friends. I don't know why no one came to help Wuxiang Taoist when he was in trouble.

In other words, they helped, but high-level cultivators fought with each other using their great powers, so ordinary people naturally didn't know the hidden story.

"Did Ancestor Zou tell you?" Lin Bai asked the fox.

"Zou Mi relies on her knowledge of the outside world to speak unclearly. Sometimes she says this cannot be said, sometimes she says that cannot be asked, and sometimes she asks why don't you go and see for yourself!" The fox was very disgusted with Zou Mi and said, "She didn't say much about the teacher. She just said that she didn't know where the field was and wanted to travel around. Most of them traveled with the cultivation level of the Golden Core Realm, as if they were looking for something. We often heard legends about her."

She was quite sad when she said this, "Master himself didn't want to see me either, as if I had done something wrong..."

"Or, with your master's state of mind, wherever he goes, he might instruct a few predestined people." Lin Bai meant, don't try to get close to him, or he might not even consider you as a proper disciple! The only person who really worshipped a master was Ye Ruoqing's sister Ye Qingmeng!
Fox got angry when she heard this. She glared at Lin Bai and was about to mock him when Xiuxiu pulled her into her arms.

"How could a person of Wuxiang Daoist Master's stature get into a fight with others?" Xiuxiu was very curious and asked, "We went north to drive out the Shoutian Pavilion, but we didn't kill them all. We kept a few of them, and it wasn't a life-and-death fight. When it comes to Wuxiang Daoist Master's level, even if several people besiege him, it would be extremely difficult, and we might even kill a thousand enemies and injure eight hundred of our own. So why don't we sit down and talk? Just like what happened in the East Sea before, we were able to turn things around even if there were conflicts, and it's rare for a Yuanying to go out in person."

"Fool." The fox really didn't distinguish between people when scolding them. "At that level, it is no longer possible to distinguish between good and evil, and it is not just the ownership of a blessed land that caused the disaster. It was a dispute over the Great Dao. It must be that the Great Dao cultivated by the Wuxiang Dao Master hindered or threatened someone, so there was a war!" After saying that, the fox curiously added, "Could it be that the Wuxiang Dao Master was newly promoted and bullied the newcomer?"

After discussing for a long time without any results, they suddenly heard a tiger roar and saw a tiger leading a man approaching.

The man was wearing a black and white plaid Taoist robe, which looked like a chessboard. He had a Taoist bun on his head and was holding a whisk in his arms. He looked like a true immortal.

"Fairy." Wu Muqian bowed respectfully without any flattery, then stood up with a serious face.

Lin Bai saw clearly that Wu Muqian must have come for official business.

Sure enough, when Wumuqian saw that the fox did not respond, he said, "Summon the old ancestor and ask the fairy to move to Wanshou Mountain."

"Just me?" asked the fox.

"All the seniors, please go." Wu Muqian said.

The fox twirled its tail and muttered, "It's only been ten years? Are you going to cause trouble again?"

After muttering, the fox stepped into the air, turned into green light, and went towards Wanshou Mountain.

"Brother Zhuanlun has been in seclusion for a long time, but his demeanor remains the same! Congratulations on your further progress!"

"Brother Wumu has an immortal demeanor and is free and easy. I really think about him day and night!"

Seeing that the two of them were like real brothers who had not seen each other for decades, Xiuxiu opened her mouth, not knowing whether she should say anything. Just as she was thinking about what to say, she saw the green light return.

"I forgot to bring you." The fox rolled up Xiuxiu with its tail and left again. "Huh?" Lin Bai was stunned.

"The fairy treats Xiuxiu so well!" Wu Muqian was so envious that he kept clicking his tongue.

"That's right." Lin Bai sighed.

"Good brother, let's have a drink when I finish my work!" Wu Muqian invited warmly.

Lin Bai originally had a lot of people who wanted to meet him, and he could see that there was almost a pleading look in Wumuqian's eager eyes. He remembered that Xiaoyuer said that Wumuqian had a very poor foundation, and in the past ten years, not only was he hated by everyone, but at least no one was willing to pay attention to him, and he finally felt sympathy for him.

"I'll wait for you at Liujian Mountain." Lin Bai said.

Sure enough, seeing that Lin Bai agreed, Wumuqian was like a child who had been excluded all day and found a playmate. He grabbed Lin Bai's hand and said a lot of nice things.

The two walked together for a while, and then separated. Wumu Qian excitedly came to Black Wind Mountain.

Rumor has it that Meng Shanhe has suffered new and old injuries from the previous war, and his life span is not long, maybe just within the next few years.

Wumu Qian didn't think much of the people from Black Wind Mountain. After all, this was the base of Zhou Huishan's old people, and they had always been suppressed and beaten by the people from Shoutian Pavilion in the past.

Although they are all members of the same faction now, the estrangement between them cannot be eliminated even after ten or eight years.

"What's the matter?" Meng Yiwei walked out and didn't give Wu Muqian a good look.

"Call the ancestor." Wu Muqian saluted politely. He wanted to hold his head high and show pride, but when he remembered that Meng Shanhe almost broke his neck, he hid his thoughts.

"I understand." Meng Yiwei said coldly.

Wumu Qian didn't dare to say anything. He just bowed and went towards Yanshou Peak not far away.

Now Du Jueming is in charge of Yanshou Peak. He is from Jiuzha Mountain and is a famous long-legged fairy. He was supposed to go home after the battle, but the ancestor Xiang did not allow him to do so, so he was arranged to stay here.

"Is there something?" A male cultivator walked out. He was Du Jueming's junior, Du Fei.

"Summon Senior Du to the ancestor." Wu Muqian was too lazy to pretend, he held his head high and said, "Tell your ancestor to go quickly!"

Du Fei frowned, but he didn't dare to say anything to the angel. He just bowed and said, "Got it."

Wumu Qian left triumphantly, but he could still hear voices in his ears, as if they were saying what was so crazy about this slave of three surnames!

"Hmph! You only dare to curse behind my back! You are useless!" Wumu Qian came to the outside of Menghu Lake happily, saw the pheasant and the yellow dog, muttered something about chicken friends and dog friends, then stood there waiting.

Soon, Yuan Wuchen came walking on the water and saluted.

"Xiao Yuan!" Wu Muqian tried to get closer to him. He thought that he and Lin Zhuanlun were brothers, and the owner of Menghu Lake had a close relationship with Lin Zhuanlun, so naturally he had to address him in a more intimate way.

"Senior, please be more serious. I have my own name, Yuan Wuchen!" The ancestor of the Yuan family was killed by Shoutian Pavilion. Although Wumuqian was a traitor, Yuan Wuchen still couldn't stand him.

"..." Wu Muqian hit a snag, but he could only force a smile. After all, the Nascent Soul behind him and Ancestor Xiang both came from Qiaoshan. He said, "Ancestor Xiang summoned me. Please ask Senior Gu to go to Wanshou Mountain."

"Got it. I'll pass it on right away." Yuan Wuchen remained polite, bowed again, and went to Huludao.

Wumuqian hurried to Baozhu Mountain again. He also wanted to inform Zou Mi, but Zou Mi had issued an order not to allow Wumuqian to step into Qinfang Pool.

There was no other way, Wu Muqian could only follow Lin Zhuanlun's path. Of course, he thought that he and Jiang Yu were not outsiders, and the ancestor of the Jiang family was his master!

"I understand." Jiang Yu was from the Jiang family after all, so he gave Wu Muqian some respect and bowed respectfully, then said, "Senior, please wait here. I will go to Qinfang Pond and explain to Senior Sister Miaomiao."

"You just need to say that you are summoning the ancestor, and never mention my name." Wu Muqian was really afraid of Zou Mi.

Jiang Yu nodded in agreement.

After Jiang Yu left, Wu Muqian sat down and waited.

After an hour, Jiang Yu came back and the matter of delivering the message was settled.

"Little Fish, I heard that you love fishing the most. Although sitting and fishing is the best way to calm your mind, it can't interfere with your practice." Wu Muqian completed his task and felt relieved, so he started to act like an elder.

After saying a few words about cultivation without any context, Wumu Qian happily went to Liujian Mountain.

After drinking with Lin Bai for a whole day, he went to Yunyao Mountain in a daze.

"Have you been drinking again?" He first went to Jing Situi to report, but was suppressed by Jing Situi using his status as the eldest senior brother.

"Brother Zhuanlun, since you came out of retreat, I've drunk less." Wumuqian said.

"I heard that he has made progress again, which is really amazing. But you haven't made any progress in the past ten years." Jing Situi said earnestly, "I know what you are thinking, but it is important for people to be self-reliant. Outsiders' words are empty, and the level of cultivation is the foundation. Master has never treated you as an outsider, and the same goes for me and Seventeen."

"Big Brother, you couldn't be more right." Wu Muqian said perfunctorily.

"You are not in the right state of mind!" Jing Situi frowned, grabbed Wu Muqian's wrist, and said, "You should go to Daoyin Sect and take a look at Chen Tianren's path to the Tao!"

"I'm fine now!" Wu Muqian didn't care and said with a smile: "Brother, realm is of course the foundation. But you have to know that when the realm is high, there are still people to supervise you, and there are more responsibilities! You see, in the previous Northern Expedition, the most deaths were Yuanying. If the Jindan below are more careful, most of them can save their lives."

After hearing this nonsense, Jing Situi sighed and shook his head.

The fellow disciples were just looking at each other in silence when Master Qingyu came looking for them.

"The ancestor is calling you." Shi Qingyu looked at Wumuqian.

"Master, have you finished the discussion at Wanshou Mountain?" Wu Muqian asked in surprise.

Shi Qingyu nodded.

Wu Muqian waved his sleeves to get rid of the smell of alcohol, swallowed another pill, and headed towards the top of Yunyao Mountain.

When we reached the top of the mountain, we saw a small house in the dense forest.

Entering the courtyard, there is an old pine tree, next to which is a chessboard, and a man is sitting quietly in front of the chessboard.

"Master." Wu Muqian stepped forward and knelt down respectfully.

Jiang Xingchi picked up a chess piece and said, "Si Tui took care of the chores for me, but he was able to make further progress; Shi Qi was in the diplomatic tour, and he and Pei Ning were inspired by each other and also gained something. I heard that Lin Zhuan Lun broke through two levels in ten years, which is even more extraordinary."

He finally made his move, and did not let Wumuqian stand up. He just said, "Qian'er, you can't mess around anymore."

"..." Wu Muqian shuddered, feeling that he was going to be assigned a dangerous task.

"Zhouhui Mountain has been rebuilt and is now prosperous. But with the story of Shoutian Pavilion, we don't know whether the Tianwen Sect is alive or dead. It's like a sword hanging over our necks," said Jiang Xingchi.

"Master..." Wu Muqian's brain was very useful. He guessed who the person was immediately. His eyes were red and he was so scared that he couldn't speak clearly. "Master, although I am a member of Tianwen Sect, I was born in Zhouhui Mountain after all. I have never been to the Northern Wilderness... Senior Brother is more stable than me, and Junior Sister is better at fighting than me. I... I am really useless and not worthy of being on the stage."

"Situi's Nascent Soul stage is not far away, so he cannot go. Besides, he is the only one carrying the hearts of all the disciples who are heading north from Jiuzha Mountain, so he cannot leave. Although Seventeen is good at fighting, she lacks the wisdom to adapt and is not quick-witted. Of course, like Situi, she carries the expectations of the people of Tianyan Sword Sect." Jiang Xingchi said.

Those who don't join Zhou Huishan have to go back to the Northern Wasteland, and those who join Zhou Huishan also have to go back to the Northern Wasteland? This is a waste of money!

"..." Wu Muqian was kneeling, and after hearing this, he knew that his mentor had made up his mind, so he sat down on the ground in a trance, unable to utter a word. (End of this chapter)