The Wheel-Turning Master.

Chapter 65 Black Hairpin
In Huaxi County, the spring rain rustles.

In a greenhouse in the backyard of the county government office.

The incense sticks are swaying and the incense is burning.

Song Qing was wearing a robe and looking at a young woman.

The woman's appearance was not stunning, but she was naturally gentle and charming, and her eyes were always filled with spring.

But she also looks so weak, which makes people salivate.

This woman was Qin Ruzhong's sister Qin.

"How is it?" Song Qing asked expectantly.

Qin showed a charming attitude and said in a tender voice: "I am weak, and Master Song has no pity for me."

When Song Qing heard this, he immediately laughed.

Then Song Qing asked again: "Who is stronger, me or Qi Zhen?"

Qin was stunned for a moment before she remembered that Qi Zhen was referring to Master Qi.

She couldn't help but compare them in her mind and felt that Master Song only recovered faster, but in other aspects he was not as good as that old man Qi Zhen!

I have heard that there is a man in Huaxi County who can turn the wheel. He is gifted and praised by all the women in the city. Even the daughter of the state teacher was abducted by him, and no one has ever had the chance to see him.

"Master, what about me? I'm neither up nor down right now, and you still have the nerve to ask?"

Qin put aside her dissatisfaction, looked shy, and said, "Of course, Immortal Master Song is stronger."

Song Qing was very satisfied with Qin's answer.

At this time, someone knocked on the door softly and called out "Master".

"Come in." Song Qing said.

Ren Qiaoyun came in with her head lowered, bowed gracefully, and said, "The people from the Qingyang Sect are back."

"I know, it probably didn't work, right?" Song Qing said calmly.

"Yes, only a few young people came back. They said they were found seven days ago. The leader and the elders were all dead. They hid in the mountains for several days before..." Ren Qiaoyun replied with her head down.

"Okay." Song Qing waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to say more.

Qin asked anxiously, "Where is my brother? How is he?"

Ren Qiaoyun ignored her.

"Master Song, please save my brother!" Qin stepped forward, hugged Song Qing's legs, and spoke in a mournful voice.

Song Qing ignored her and just looked at Ren Qiaoyun and asked, "I heard the sound of weapons. What's going on outside?"

Ren Qiaoyun said bitterly: "There are rebel troops outside the city, attacking the city."

Song Qing nodded, put on his robe, and walked out.

When I arrived at the pavilion, I saw Zhang Han already waiting there.

"Junior Brother Song, what will happen when you wake up from the dream?" Zhang Han asked with a smile.

"It's not very interesting." Song Qing sat down, smiled and waved his hands, "If you have the time to drink a cup of tea, you might as well practice Taoism in peace."

"..." Zhang Han was stunned for a moment, then agreed repeatedly.

"Outside, the chaotic army is surrounding the city, the air is filled with the smell of war and the bloody atmosphere is boiling."

Song Qing actually had a look of compassion on his face, "These ordinary people are so childish and ridiculous."

"It's all the same." Zhang Han poured tea and smiled. "It's the same in our hometown. There's always noise."

"It's different." Song Qing shook his head and said, "These ordinary people can only be distinguished by fighting. We judge by realm, which saves a lot of killing."

"That's right." Zhang Han didn't argue.

"Let's go." Song Qing said in a relaxed tone, "After we take care of Lin Zhuanlun, it's time to return to the mountain. We have been indulging ourselves for too long, it's time to focus, after all, the great way is the root."

"That's right!" Zhang Han immediately held it up and said, "Junior brother, you are learning the way of fortune-telling, why don't you tell a fortune before you go?"

Song Qing smiled and shook his head, saying, "I have learned the numerology from Master Ruyi, and I mainly learned the water-related skills. As for the way of numerology, I have only learned the basics."

He was very humble in his words, but he turned his hand and threw out two crescent bluestones.

The bluestone immediately fell into his palm. Song Qing took a look at it and clenched his palm again.

"What's the master?" Zhang Han asked with a smile.

"Brother Zhang, I'll teach you a lesson." Song Qing didn't say it directly, but smiled and said, "Although the study of fortune-telling seeks to seek good fortune and avoid disaster, you can't rely on it for everything, otherwise your heart will be easily confused and you will miss the road to the great way."

Zhang Han immediately acted as if he had suddenly realized something when he heard this, and said, "Junior brother is indeed a young genius, and Uncle Qu really did not choose the wrong successor! With Junior brother's temperament and understanding, Zhong Xiuxiu will not be able to do it after all."

"Senior Brother Zhang, you are exaggerating." Song Qing felt comfortable being stroked.

"Brother, I am speaking from the bottom of my heart!" Zhang Han waved his sleeves and couldn't help asking, "Brother, was it a good or bad thing just now?"

"Two ordinary people are nothing more than ants to us. How can there be any good or bad luck?" Song Qing laughed loudly, "Neither good nor bad."

After they finished talking, they both turned into rays of light and flew towards the north.

The spring rain had not stopped yet.

Inside and outside the city, whether it was the attacking army or the civilians, they all knelt and kowtowed.

"Gods, please help us! Kill all the rebels outside the city!"

"Goddess, please have mercy on us poor people! Destroy all those tyrants, evil gentry, and corrupt officials!"

However, the immortal seemed to feel that the people were not sincere, so not only did he remain silent, he also fled further away.

"If the gods don't come to save the suffering, then we will! Charge into the city! Kill the dog-like county magistrate! Kill the tyrants! Kill the evil gentry! Equalize the land and exempt the capitation tax!" A man raised his arms and shouted, his eyes bloodshot.

At once, many people responded!
The spring rain rustles, nourishing all things without distinction, whether inside or outside the city.

The two beams of light had already entered Tianlang Mountain, and were changing direction slightly from time to time.

Just after noon, Song Qing and Zhang Han fell to the ground.

"This is where Qi Zhen died." Zhang Han looked around, pointed in the direction of the cave entrance, and introduced: "It's in that cave."

As he was speaking, a group of black crows fluttered into the sky, each one of them shiny and plump.

Song Qing had never been here before. He looked around, nodded slightly, and stretched out his hand.

There was an ant the size of a soybean in the palm of my hand, with its antennae pointing towards the entrance of the cave.

"Go back." Song Qing spoke slowly, and then another ant flew over and landed in the palm of his hand.

The two ants touched their antennae, seeming quite excited.

"It's not easy to find like-minded ants. Junior brother, you must be very lucky." Zhang Han said enviously.

"It was just a coincidence." Song Qing took out a pill bottle, poured out a black pill, and the two concentric ants pounced on it to eat it.

After finishing the pill, Song Qing put the two concentric ants into a small bottle and looked towards the cave.

Soon, a person came out.

The man carried a sword on his back and held a bow in his hand. He stood straight, had a fair face and handsome appearance, and also looked very heroic.

It was Pei Ning.

The two sides were more than a hundred steps apart, and there was no trace of murderous intent.

"Master Song, Master Zhang, Xiuxiu has been taken away by Master Qu. There is no way that Lin Zhuanlun and I can go looking for her. Why bother forcing us?" Pei Ning bowed and spoke loudly.

"I certainly understand this."

Song Qing was actually quite emotional, "But Master has always been arbitrary and he is the kind of person who doesn't allow anything to go wrong, so I really can't disobey him."

"Hurry up and let Lin Zhuanlun come out to die!" Zhang Han was a little impatient.

Pei Ning ignored him and drew his bow to shoot an arrow at Song Qing.

Song Qing smiled slightly and raised his hand slightly. The extremely fast arrow slowed down and then slowly fell to the ground.

"Junior brother, don't waste time talking to her! Just kill her!" Zhang Han took a step forward, his hands covered with frost. Just as he was about to attack, he saw Lin Bai walking out of the cave.

People who have entered the Tao have their bodies cleansed by spiritual energy and have left the mortal body behind. Therefore, people who practice Taoism can recognize them at a glance.

Song Qing and Zhang Han sensed something was wrong.

"Practicing Qi? You have already entered the Tao?" Song Qing frowned, then immediately stepped back. At the same time, thick water vapor appeared around him, protecting himself firmly.

"You thief! You--" Before Zhang Han could finish his words, he saw Song Qing retreating quickly and casting a spell to protect his body. He followed suit and also retreated, with the phantom of an iceberg condensing around him.

"You and I will guard each side." Song Qing didn't even look at Lin Bai. He frowned and looked around, then whispered to Zhang Han.

Zhang Han immediately did as he was told. The two of them stood back to back, carefully guarding as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

Lin Bai and Pei Ning looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Obviously, he was at an absolute disadvantage, but the other party was surprisingly cautious.

Then Song Qing flew up again and disappeared, and came back only after a cup of tea.

He shook his head at Zhang Han, indicating that it was safe.

"Lin Zhuanlun, how did you get the method to enter the Tao? What's your relationship with that man from Jiuyin Mountain?" Song Qing was a hundred feet away from Lin Bai, still very steady.

"No comment!" Lin Bai replied loudly.

Zhang Han also understood. When he saw the copper ring on Lin Bai's finger, he immediately said, "You are so good, Lin Zhuanlun! You actually colluded with the people from Jiuyin Mountain! You also took Qi Zhen's storage ring! You are really bold. You did this and even showed it off in front of my uncle Qu!"

"It seems that I can't kill you today!" Song Qing smiled, "I need to take you back to the mountain gate and ask the elders to search your soul!"

After saying that, he still did not make a move, but just looked at Lin Bai with a confident look. With the foundation-building technique against the Qi training technique, which was only recently entered the Dao, he almost had it in his hands.

Sure enough, after a while, Lin Bai and Pei Ning were seen shooting arrows.

However, hazy waves suddenly appeared on the field. As soon as the swift arrow entered the waves, it seemed that its entry into the water was blocked and it slowly fell.

The offensive was like a child playing house.

"He has only been in Taoism for a short time. Even if he can use magic, it will be completely useless at a distance of a hundred steps." Zhang Han said with a smile.

The two of them were really cautious. They were in a situation where they were sure to win, but they chose to take a defensive stance.

After a while, Lin Bai and Pei Ning threw away their bows and arrows, and both of them showed a determination to fight to the death, and attacked with swords in hand.

"You are a beginner and are suppressed by your realm. You don't stand a chance of winning." Song Qing smiled slightly, and a phantom of a long river appeared behind him.

"The water of the great river!"

The water was so powerful that Lin Bai and Pei Ning immediately felt like they were in a turbulent stream, making it extremely difficult to move forward.

It was already difficult, Zhang Han made a hand gesture and an iceberg shadow appeared behind him.

"Go!"

In an instant, the two of them felt as if they were falling into an icy cave, and their flesh and blood seemed to be frozen. At this moment, the shadow of an iceberg fell from above their heads.

Lin Bai held a long sword in his hand, with dazzling sword light flashing, and soared into the sky.

With a loud bang, the iceberg shattered, Lin Bai fell heavily to the ground, and the sword light disappeared.

Pei Ning was also caught by the phantom of the iceberg and was immediately thrown several feet over, spitting blood.

"I haven't done anything yet." Zhang Han smiled.

He and Song Qing worked in perfect harmony, one delaying the action while the other attacked.

Lin Bai stood up, supported himself with his sword, took a few breaths, and then stood up again.

The water waves around him were surging and he could hardly stand.

As he swayed, the long sword in Lin Bai's hand shone brightly again, and the ice on his hands and feet shattered.

"He wants to fight to the death." Song Qing said calmly.

"So what?" Zhang Han said with a smile.

"The fly shakes the tree."

Song Qing nodded, and saw Lin Bai suddenly running towards the two of them. His figure was like green smoke and mist, so fast that the shadow of the water waves seemed to not be able to slow down at all.

But when Lin Bai was fifty steps in front of the two men, he slowed down. His body was covered with water lines, as if he was tied up. The water lines did not stop, and entered Lin Bai's body through his mouth and nose.

"I won't kill you, I just..."

Song Qing had a faint smile on his face, full of confidence, as if he was strolling in the garden, but before he could finish his words, he saw Lin Bai throw away his sword and hold a small black hairpin in his hand.

Lin Bai held the black hairpin in his hand and injected spiritual power into it.

This was a gift from Sister Zhen when she left. She left a message saying: It might save my life.

This is also Lin Bai’s last resort.

He didn't know how to use it before, but after entering the Tao, Lin Bai knew how to use it without anyone teaching him. He only needed to input spiritual power to open it.

Although he didn't know what this thing was or what power it had, Lin Bai knew that this was his only chance to survive.

That's why I rushed forward just now, just wanting to get a little closer.

"Is there an invincible flying sword hidden in this hairpin?"

Lin Bai thought so and injected his spiritual power. The black hairpin seemed to sense it and moved slightly.

For a moment, the four people present seemed to hear the faint chirping of cicadas.

"How much spiritual power is needed? I have to use it sparingly..." Lin Bai was thinking about it when he suddenly felt that the black hairpin seemed to have a huge suction force.

The spiritual energy in his sea of ​​​​qi suddenly disappeared, and Lin Bai immediately fell to the ground, unable to muster any strength.

Even his qi and blood were drained away, and there was no stiffness in his body.

Then blood gushed out of his seven orifices, and blood seeped out of his skin all over his body.

The pain in my head was so severe that it felt like being stabbed by countless silver needles.

"I..." Lin Bai felt that his brain was unable to think, and he was terrified: Is this saving lives or killing people?

Just using it took half my life!

"This is a talisman! A golden elixir talisman!" Zhang Han's face was filled with fear. Just as he was about to turn around and flee, he felt a heavy pressure descending upon him.

The black hairpin transformed into a giant black cicada, with crystal clear eyes reflecting the sun and the moon.

Lin Bai had severe tinnitus, but he still heard Zhang Han's exclamation.

"Talisman? Golden Elixir Talisman? But Sister Zhen wasn't a Golden Elixir yet at that time... Was it given to her by her elders? She gave me her life-saving item?" Lin Bai was confused and felt a headache after thinking about it for a while.

"You have the talisman, how can I not have it?"

Song Qing looked surprised but not panicked. He stood firmly and a piece of animal skin appeared in his hand.

As he spoke, the animal skin caught fire without wind.

Instantly, a huge black turtle shadow appeared, which seemed to be able to shake the mountains. The black turtle's eyes were full, as if it could accommodate everything.

"Everyone knows that my master is good at the study of numerology, but not good at fighting. In fact, my master also has quite a few insights on the art of defense."

Sure enough, the back of the black tortoise became brighter, and there was a faint shape of the Eight Diagrams.

The black tortoise is as still as a mountain, and the surging water vapor around it also gives it a sense of solidity.

Song Qing and Zhang Han stood in the shadow of the black tortoise. Neither of them looked relaxed, but rather more solemn.

The shadow of the black cicada appeared in an instant, and after touching the black tortoise's defense, the shadow of the black tortoise disappeared without a trace.

"Run!" Zhang Han was a coward and turned around and ran away.

"It's so painful!" Song Qing was horrified. Knowing it was too late to escape, he immediately made some hand gestures. However, before the shadow of the long river appeared behind him, the black cicada had already passed through his body.

Zhang Han, who was just five or six steps behind him, was not spared and was also pierced by the black cicada.

Like a gentle breeze blowing by.

"My life is over... eh?" Zhang Han's mouth was dry and his heart was filled with fear, but he found that he did not feel any discomfort.

Touch the head, nothing's wrong. Touch the body, nothing's wrong. Touch the crotch, something's missing, but it was missing before...

With a little circulation of spiritual energy, the flow became smoother and there was no discomfort at all.

Zhang Han turned around to look at Song Qing, only to see that Song Qing was also extremely confused.

The two of them had clearly been pierced through the body by the black cicada just now, but they were completely unharmed.

Not only were the two of them unharmed, but even the ground beneath their feet and the trees around them were not damaged at all.

The two of them were stunned for a moment and went to look at Lin Bai.

Lin Bai was seen curled up on the ground, with blood seeping out of his clothes.

There were bloodstains on all the orifices on his face, and blood and sweat were flowing across his face.

It's like someone who has been working in a brothel without sleep for a whole year and has extremely weak kidneys.

Pei Ning staggered forward, slumped down next to Lin Bai, took out a porcelain bottle, poured out three pills, and stuffed them all into Lin Bai's mouth.

But it had no effect at all. Lin Bai was still shaking, as if he was very cold, but his body was covered in sweat.

Pei Ning held the sword and looked at Song Qing and Zhang Han, complaining in a low voice: "Is this the good thing your old lover gave you? It's to remind you of the experience of being drained by her?" She was very resentful.

"Lin Zhuanlun!" Zhang Han suddenly said, "You are only at the second level of Qi training, and you forcibly triggered the talisman. You are lucky to be alive."

"Take him back to the mountain gate and interrogate him thoroughly." Song Qing's face was a little pale because he had just used the talisman.

"That's right!" Zhang Han responded immediately.

Song Qing nodded slightly.

Pei Ning wiped the blood from his lips, stood up, held his sword in front of him, and said, "Song Qing, kill me first." He glanced at Lin Bai and said unhappily, "What old lover? You still have to rely on me!"

Song Qing ignored him and just snapped his fingers.

A line of water rushed towards Pei Ning quickly and hit the sword with a ding sound.

The long sword broke into pieces, but the remaining force was unabated. Pei Ning could not bear it and took two steps back. He was tripped by Lin Bai and sat down on Lin Bai's head.

"..." Pei Ning was afraid that Lin Bai would die from sitting on him, so he quickly turned over.

Seeing that Lin Bai was still gasping for breath, Pei Ning hugged his head and looked at Song Qing.

Song Qing came forward, one step, two steps, three steps...

Then he suddenly stopped, with a look of disbelief on his face.

He raised his hands and feet, as if wondering whether they belonged to him.

"This is..." As soon as he spoke, he could hear that his once gentle voice had become dry and old.

Like an old man.

He turned his head to look at Zhang Han, only to see that Zhang Han was also looking at him in amazement.

There was fear in the eyes of both men, and they stood still for a moment, as if their bodies were frozen.

(End of this chapter)