The Wheel-Turning Master.

There was no beginning or end for that calamity cloud, it seemed to cover the entire sky and earth, making it as dark as night.

The cold wind that had been blowing all year round had long since stopped, as if it had stopped for this purpose.

The pressure of Heaven is heavy and seems to be endless.

Such visions are the necessary steps for a cultivator to achieve perfection in his mind and to make further progress.

The calamity clouds brought in many dark clouds, which became increasingly grand, with bright lights of various colors rushing through them from time to time. It was clear that the way of heaven had been brewing for a long time, and was just waiting to be released.

After waiting for a long time, the thunder came like a flood that broke through a dam, pouring down with extreme violence.

For a moment, the dazzling light illuminated the sky and the earth, without a single shadow.

The thunder was already huge, and when it poured down again, the destructive power became even more obvious.

Many monks who were watching the ceremony were attracted by the calamity cloud and retreated again and again, fearing that they would be contaminated in the slightest.

The thunderbolt seemed to have no regard for anything and fell on a high mountain peak. Then the mountain was smashed into dust. However, the power of the thunderbolt did not diminish at all. Instead, it continued to fall down, as if it would bury the entire mountain into ashes.

“Hiss… To be honest with you, fellow Daoist, I am quite knowledgeable and have witnessed many great disasters. But none of them was as mighty as today’s! The Northern Wilderness is truly a land of talented people and beautiful scenery!” A middle-aged man stood in the air, wearing a long sleeve and a wide robe, looking elegant and free. He even forgot to drink the wine gourd in his hand.

This person was none other than Du Jueming.

There was an old man with a long beard beside him, and behind the two of them in the distance there were a dozen young Jindan masters watching the ceremony.

"I don't know whose family he is. Looking at his power, he must be from a very important background! But why did he choose this place to face the disaster?" The old man stroked his beard and looked closely with a frown.

At this moment, the first thunderbolt had dissipated, and the sky and earth were dark again. But the two were too far away, and the thunder was so strong that they did not see the figure of the person who was to be robbed.

Looking at the towering mountain again, it had long disappeared and had been razed to the ground.

Looking from afar, you can see a deep cave several miles wide, which is pitch black inside.

The two of them were high in the sky and could see clearly, knowing that this must be the place where the person who was to be robbed was practicing.

“Could it be that you couldn’t make it through the first thunderbolt?” The old man stroked his beard and looked towards the thunderclouds in the sky. He saw that they had not dispersed at all, but seemed to be gathering power again.

"Looks like he made it through." Du Jueming only felt that the pressure contained in the thick calamity cloud was even heavier, and he felt trembling with fear at the slightest sensation.

Seeing that the second thunder was still not coming, Du Jueming thought about stepping back, and then he saw an old female cultivator and a middle-aged male cultivator coming from the distance.

The two men came forward and saluted.

Lao Xiu and Du Jueming returned the gift.

Before they could start a conversation, the second thunderbolt had already gathered and burst out again.

The sky was high and the clouds were heavy, the sky was vast and scorching. Then someone flew out of the huge cave and headed towards the thunder.

The thunder waterfall was violent. The man faced it directly, like an ignorant carp leaping over the dragon gate, and was immediately swallowed up by the lightning.

All things are dormant here, only the thunder continues.

After a long time, the smoke and dust gradually cleared, and a man was seen sitting cross-legged on the hill next to the huge cave, with his back to the crowd, his head down, his hair disheveled, and his body in tatters.

The calamity cloud pressed down further and further, and the man felt as small and helpless as an ant.

"Junior Sister Yu, are you a disciple of Xuanji Sect?" Seeing that the person who was destined to have the calamity was not dead, the old man with a long beard finally had time and looked at the old female cultivator with a smile.

"There is no such outstanding person in Xuanji Sect now." The female cultivator surnamed Yu sighed, "Looking at the power of this thunder tribulation, my child Baili is probably able to compete with the person who is facing the tribulation. It's a pity that he suddenly disappeared a few years ago, and we don't even know where he died."

"Sister! Are you getting old and confused? The alternation of black and white in this calamity cloud is already a spectacle! The true meaning of the great way in it is boundless and boundless, as if it has no idea of ​​coming and going, and yet it seems to encompass everything!" The middle-aged male cultivator who came with the female cultivator surnamed Yu frowned angrily, "How can Yu Baili be compared with this person who is destined to face the calamity? Your words are unreasonable and make Senior Brother Xie laugh! Senior Brother Xie is a kind person and will not tell others. If it were someone else, it would be fine if you were embarrassed, but it would be a shame for the sect to be talked about!"

As he spoke, he nodded slightly to the old man with a long beard, then looked at Du Jueming and said, "I am Wang Youding from Xuanji Sect. May I ask your Dharma name, fellow Taoist?"

"I'm Du Jueming, a wanderer from the East China Sea." Du Jueming replied modestly.

"So you are a master from the East China Sea. My apologies!" Wang Youding was very polite.

"I have heard of Senior Brother Wang's name for a long time. It is well-known. Today we are just here to watch the ceremony, so there is no need to talk about other people's business." Du Jue smiled knowingly.

The two of them didn't have time to talk any more before they saw the third thunderbolt rumble down.

The man who was to face the calamity was obviously seriously injured, but he did not sit still and resist it. Instead, he mobilized countless flying knives and swords and rushed towards the calamity thunder.

"It looks familiar." Du Jueming looked intently, but the thunder was so strong that his eyes felt burning.

The third thunderbolt was not much stronger than the second one, but before the third thunderbolt had dissipated, the fourth thunderbolt came, and then the fifth thunderbolt, leaving no breathing space for the person who was to be struck by the thunderbolt.

When the sixth thunderbolt dissipated, the sky and earth became dark again.

Everyone looked carefully and saw that the man who was to be robbed was like a tree without roots. There was not a single piece of healthy flesh on his body. He seemed to have lost his mind. He fell from the air and created a big hole in the rocks.

Fortunately, the thunderstorm slowed down at this moment. However, the black and white thunderstorm clouds gathered clouds of various colors, and then merged into one, gathering power again.

The clouds were getting lower and lower, and the man who was destined to be doomed lay in a shallow pit, without a sound.

"He managed to hold on!" Wang Youding sighed with his hands behind his back, "Sister, now you know how far behind Yu Baili is, right? When we were at the beginning, how are we now compared to today?"

The old female cultivator named Yu did not respond, but just looked straight at the person who was to be robbed.

"Brother Du." Wang Youding saw that the seventh thunder tribulation had not come yet, so he became interested in talking. "I heard that there is a sword immortal in the East China Sea, known as a heavenly man, who once defeated Kong Shu. How is this person doing when he was facing the tribulation compared to today?"

"Brother Wang, in fact, that Chen Tianren is nothing special." Du Jueming lied as soon as he opened his mouth, fearing that these people from the Northern Wilderness would go to his hometown to cause trouble. "Chen Tianren's reputation is all boasted by the people from the Tianwen Sect who returned to the north. Think about it, if they speak too badly of Chen Zhiyuan, then wouldn't Kong Shu, who is quite famous in the Northern Wilderness, be just a name for nothing? In fact, it's just that Kong Shu was besieged and exhausted, and he used all his tricks, and was picked up by Chen Zhiyuan." "I see, I almost believed this rumor." Wang Youding nodded slowly and sighed, "The Tianwen Sect was so powerful in the past that my Xuanji Sect had to give it three points. But now it has really declined. I heard that one of our fellows was seduced by a mere Jindan seducer. What a pity, sad, and lamentable."

"Who said it wasn't?" Du Jueming looked forward hard. He always felt that the person who was to be punished was the lewd man.

"It should be so. The East Sea has been in decline for so long, it is natural for Kong Shu to suppress the region alone." The female cultivator surnamed Yu suddenly looked over and said, "I heard that there is a long-legged fairy in the East Sea who runs away after a fight. Haha, the East Sea can produce such a heartless person, which shows that it is natural that there are no high-level cultivators. Xiang Wuhui, the incarnation of the god, is probably just a false reputation."

Du Jueming's expression remained unchanged, but he said nothing.

"Sister, don't go out in the future! You are the one who can frame even the most advanced cultivators. Why don't you try to become a god?" Wang Youding was very angry. "There is also the so-called long-legged immortal. It is just nonsense from the people who escaped from the north! We seek the truth and should know when to advance and when to retreat. Avoiding danger is also considered as fear of battle. It shows that those who say these things are just armchair talkers and cannot prove the truth!"

"Brother Wang, this is a brilliant idea!" Du Jueming immediately regarded Wang Youding as his close friend.

"Okay, okay." Wang Youding smiled kindly.

The old cultivator surnamed Xie stroked his beard and smiled. He had already seen that Wang Youding knew that Du Jueming was the long-legged fairy. Everyone was a wise man, except the old cultivator surnamed Yu who could not control his mouth and had no eyes.

"There are always higher mountains than others, and there are countless talented people in the world. If we become friends later, let's go up and make friends with them. I heard that several sects over at Wanli Lake are making a lot of trouble, making everyone feel insecure. They even have to be on guard when attending a banquet hosted by a fellow Taoist. How can this be sustainable in the long run? When you become a master of Xuanji Sect, and chances are there are distinguished guests from the East China Sea, we can go and talk to them together." The old cultivator surnamed Xie said with a smile.

"That's exactly what it should be!" Wang Youding and Du Jueming clapped their hands in praise, but the old female cultivator named Yu said nothing.

At this moment, Lin Bai climbed up with difficulty and looked up at the endless thick clouds.

The first six thunders are just testing the sword, the last three are to break and then rebuild, to change the world, which is bound to be more difficult.

Lin Bai's body was covered with wounds, his flesh, blood, tendons and bones were all damaged, and the golden elixir in his body was full of cracks.

Hunyuan's body was extremely fragile under the might of heaven.

Lin Bai had expected the thunder to be powerful, but he did not expect it to be so strong. The first six strikes had already exhausted his energy.

After taking a few sips, Lin Bai took out the black and white gourd.

The seventh calamity thunder seemed to be waiting for this moment. In an instant, the calamity clouds parted, and the violent calamity thunder turned pitch black, as if it was going to splash ink into a painting here.

Before the thunderbolt hit him, Lin Bai's body, which was already riddled with holes, suddenly collapsed. His flesh and blood fell off, his tendons and bones broke, and his golden elixir trembled.

Lin Bai gritted his teeth, pressed the gourd with his hand, and immediately the shadow of the gourd covered himself.

But the black thunder was so powerful that the gourd shadow only slightly blocked its power before it disappeared without a trace and all fell on Lin Bai.

In an instant, the gourd blocked half of the thunder and became extremely hot.

Lin Bai suffered such a severe blow that almost 70% of his flesh and blood was gone, his bones were completely black, and his golden elixir had lost its support. It was emitting a violent aura and was clearly about to explode.

Before it could even slow down, the eighth thunderbolt had already struck.

Lin Bai held the gourd tightly, but it was clear that the gourd could not be used for the time being.

There was no other way, Lin Bai took a deep breath, took out the fragments of the stone plate, and tried to fight to the death.

The body is shrouded in mist, and the natal stone plate is looming. The long river slowly pushes the stone plate, causing the stars to circulate.

The thunder was so violent that it seemed to have the power to destroy everything, but it was slowly pushed away by the stone plate, as if much of its power was removed and it seemed to be submerged without a trace.

Lin Bai managed to survive, but the thunder seemed to trigger the true meaning of heaven and earth. His golden elixir was immediately annihilated, and his sea of ​​consciousness became a chaos.

For a moment, Lin Bai felt a sense of relief in his heart. He felt that he had attained the great way and there was no longer anything difficult to solve between heaven and earth.

"Master, there's a man outside, claiming to be Xiangli Zhenren, and even said he's your senior fellow apprentice. He's so shameless, I've killed him!"

In a fairyland with an ethereal air, Miaomiao and Jiang Yu came from afar and walked forward respectfully to pay their respects.

Seeing that the master closed his eyes and said nothing, Miaomiao continued, "Another person came and said she was the master of Xuanyin Temple and wanted to seek refuge with the master. I saw that she was ugly, so I drove her away!"

Jiang Yu also said, "Master, the Taoist master Xinghe wants to see you now. He doesn't know the etiquette, but for the sake of his disciple Ye Qingmeng, I will let him kneel and wait!"

"Also, Taoist Master Wuxiang is here too, and said that she had given guidance to the master. I asked her to pee in the mirror to see if she is worthy of giving guidance to the master!" Miaomiao was very tough.

"Good, you did a good job." The Master of the Wheel of Dharma opened his eyes and was about to give rewards, when he saw a blade outside that spanned the sky and the earth, coming with the power to destroy the world.

"What a laughing stock! Little Huaique deserves to die!" The Taoist master of the Wheel of Dharma waved his hand and immediately suppressed the blade. But before he could crush Huaique to death, he saw an old man with white hair and beard and a head as high as the sky stepping on the ground and walking towards him.

The old man waved his hand and threw out many heads, starting with Pei Ning and Xiu Xiu, as well as Jiang Xiaobai, Yang Huan, and even Gu Qingshui and Li Chenyu, each of them was a person with deep entanglement!
"Who are you?" The Master of the Wheel of Dharma was terrified.

“Master Tianji.” The old man just shook his hand, and the sun and the moon fell into his palm. Master Zhuanlun wanted to escape, but it was too late and was crushed into powder.

Lin Bai woke up in panic, only to find that the golden elixir in his body had disappeared, but his Taoist heart was slowly condensing, as if the meaning of the Way of Heaven was hidden in it, and as if it was the Way of Heaven itself.

The injuries on my body are getting worse, but I feel like I am recovering vigorously.

Holding the gourd, I no longer felt like a child lifting a sledgehammer. Instead, I felt relaxed and at ease, and could use it as I pleased.

The great disaster has passed, and only the ninth thunder of disaster remains to wash away all obstacles, allowing the connection between heaven and man to be established, and then one can achieve enlightenment.

Only two breaths later, the ninth thunderbolt fell.

Lin Bai used the same trick again, and mist covered him. He held the gourd in one hand and the stone plate in the other. The stone plate of his natal sign started to rotate, and most of the power of the thunder dissipated.

After endless rumbling thunder, Lin Bai sat cross-legged on the ground, his bones and muscles quickly repaired, and flesh and blood grew.

A faint pressure from the Nascent Soul spread out, and the calamity clouds in the sky no longer gathered, but they did not retreat for a long time. (End of this chapter)