The Wheel-Turning Master.

Chapter 74: Enlightenment before Death
Lin Bai and Pei Ning found themselves in an extremely embarrassing situation.

If the protective formation is broken, the six foundation-building cultivators outside will probably not be left alive.

If he helped Huang Ruchao and others, he would not be able to escape once the Yunxia Sect's help arrived.

Dilemma.

Things have their priorities. Lin Bai and Pei Ning looked at each other and quickly made a decision.

The six men outside look ferocious and vicious. If they are caught, they will be dead.

But if we can wait until the people from Yunxia Sect arrive, there might still be room for maneuver.

Big sects like Yunxia Sect usually have to maintain their reputation. Looking at Qu Chengjia's style of doing things, although she is overbearing and unreasonable, she has also sent Qingyang Sect to quell civil unrest. Speaking of which, these immortals are high above, and they just look down on the mundane world, but they are not really unable to distinguish right from wrong.

If they could fight the powerful enemy together with Huang Ruchao and others this time, with the arrival of external aid from Yunxia Sect, things might really turn around.

In fact, it is useless to think too much. We are trapped in the protective formation and can only be Huang Ruchao's teammate.

Lin Bai untied the ropes that bound Song Qing and Zhang Han and let them stagger towards the hall.

The attacks of the six foundation-building warriors outside became more and more fierce. There was a Taoist in black robe who kept shouting and cursing, shouting that he would kill them all after breaking the formation. There was also a guest in white robe who was much gentler. He kept admonishing the black robe and kept persuading them during the battle, saying that he would only take their wealth and not their lives.

The six men were obviously led by a Taoist priest in green robes. He had a sinister look, was about forty or fifty years old, and was quite tall.

The shadow behind him was a rusty green sword. Although it was not sharp, it had a magical power. Every time the green sword hit the protective magic circle, it would leave behind a dark green mass, which seemed to have the effect of corrosion and infection.

"My two friends, I see that you two are not Yunxia Sect cultivators. If you enter the hall and destroy their formation, we can divide everything we get equally, isn't that great?"

The man in white robe did not attack the protective magic circle, but only persuaded in a friendly manner.

"Why are you talking so much to these two brats? Once the formation is broken, just kill them!" The old Taoist in black robe said impatiently.

"Alas, we are only seeking wealth, not killing, why are you scaring others?" The white robe complained to the black robe, then looked at Lin Bai kindly and said, "Don't worry, my friend, I always keep my word. As long as the two of you go in and break the formation, I will fight to the death to protect your lives, and you will definitely have a share of the things you get."

Lin Bai and Pei Ning both found this one with a red face and the other with a white face very boring.

The two of them sat down cross-legged, swallowed the Qi-recovering pill, and then closed their eyes to restore their spiritual power.

Having come from afar this time, the two used their spiritual power to drive the purple bamboo boat from time to time in order to save spiritual stones.

But the purple bamboo boat consumed a lot of energy. Lin Bai and Pei Ning could hardly bear it and their spiritual energy was almost exhausted.

The man in white robes outside the formation continued to persuade him, his voice was quite confusing. But he was not a cultivator of the mind and nature, so he could not move Lin Pei.

After more than half an hour, the man in white robe finally stopped pretending. He shouted angrily, and a white shadow appeared behind him. A flying sword appeared in his hand and he kept attacking the magic circle.

Lin Bai's method of meditation would naturally not be affected by others. He would just keep absorbing spiritual energy and use it for himself.

The spiritual energy on this Golden Turtle Island is very scattered, and it is slightly denser in the center. But if we talk about where the spiritual energy gathers, it must be on the high mountain at the turtle head.

Lin Bai sat cross-legged on the stone plate, and spiritual energy seeped in from the thick fog outside like strands of silk, and finally gathered in the center of the stone plate.

The fragrance here is much richer than that in Tianlang Mountain and Gravel Island, and seems to be inexhaustible.

Two hours had passed on the stone plate, and Lin Bai's energy sea was already full, and his fatigue was gradually fading away.

However, Lin Bai did not want to reveal too much, so he continued to practice meditation.

When I opened my eyes again, the blood-red setting sun outside was half hidden in the waves, and the air between heaven and earth suddenly became more solemn and murderous.

The six foundation-building masters continued to attack, and no one spoke anymore.

Lin Bai looked towards the Bietougao Island of the Golden Bie Island. It was lush and green, with no birds to be seen. Only the setting sun cast a faint glow on the area.

"I always feel like someone is spying on me?" Lin Bai murmured in his heart and looked at Pei Ning again.

After a while, Pei Ning also opened his eyes and nodded to Lin Bai.

Both of them regained their strength.

"My two young friends, please come quickly!" Huang Ruchao's anxious voice was heard from the hall.

The two men stepped forward and entered the hall.

There were no lights in this room, only white fluorite hanging on the four walls, illuminating the entire hall.

Huang Ruchao pressed his hand on the formation plate, while the other seven Qigong practitioners sat in a circle, like some kind of formation, injecting spiritual power into the formation plate.

However, during this period of foundation-building and Qi-refining, the faces of the seven people all looked pale and dejected, which seemed to be a very exhausting task.

Zhang Han and Song Qing sat aside, unable to help at all, and just watched.

"This Pei is too inexperienced, so go and wait." Huang Ruchao's voice was old and weak, and sweat was dripping down his pale face. "Lin, please come forward and help me. You just need to leave your spiritual power and inject it into the array, and I will control it."

Obviously, Song and Zhang had already told Huang Ruchao the names of Lin Bai and Pei Ning.

Pei Ning was stunned when he heard that, and indeed did not move forward, but just stayed behind Lin Bai.

"Senior Huang, how do you know that I will help you?" Lin Bai asked.

"Junior Brother Song said that you two are smart people, and you are also people at the end of your rope, so you will definitely help." Huang Ruchao actually forced a smile.

"Brother Song knows me." Lin Bai nodded to Song Qing and stepped forward.

Song Qing also nodded slightly and said nothing.

He used Huang Ruchao's instructions to drive the spiritual power, but as soon as Lin Baifang entered the formation, the spiritual power was absorbed by the formation plate and continued to flow in, making it difficult to stop.

Lin Bai gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Let someone take a rest." Song Qing said. Although he no longer had supernatural powers, he had not lost his knowledge.

Huang Ruchao nodded slightly without saying anything. An old Qigong practitioner left and immediately took out the pill bottle, panting. After taking a few sips, he closed his eyes to recover his strength.

In this way, it was one person's turn every half an hour. Lin Bai's energy consumption was not small, so he didn't dare to hide his weakness, so when it was his turn, he immediately recovered on the stone plate.

But Huang Ruchao was the main person in charge, and he had no time to rest. His face had turned from pale to haggard, his hair and beard were dry, and he had lost a lot of weight.

"Friend Lin has a vast sea of ​​energy, and is indeed a promising talent. I'm sorry to have made you wait..." After two rounds, Huang Ruchao also felt that Lin Bai's endurance was running out.

But his face was skin and bones, and he seemed to want to smile, but it was extremely creepy.

A night had passed and the sky was bright again. The six foundation builders outside seemed tired, so they split into two groups, with three people taking turns to rest.

However, the tortoise shell protective formation was covered with dark green and was already showing signs of crumbling.

"Senior Huang, how long can you hold on?" Pei Ning asked.

"No, I don't know..." Huang Ruchao's eye sockets were sunken, there was no light in his eyes, and his cheekbones were high, as if only a layer of old skin was left.

The other seven Qi cultivators were not much better. They were all hopeless people with beards and it was not easy for them to hold on until now.

Those people guarding Golden Turtle Island seemed to have aged dozens of years. It was obvious that their essence had been damaged and they were on the verge of exhaustion.

"It won't be long." Song Qing suddenly spoke, his tone weak, neither sad nor happy.

Pei Ning looked at Lin Bai and said nothing more. She just held the sword in her hand.

This sword was obtained from Zhang Han, and it had a slightly cold feel. Lin Bai kept the other sword, a water-patterned sword obtained from Song Qing, which had a sense of waves and water.

However, it was a sword for building the foundation after all. Lin Bai and Pei Ning had used it several times and found it a bit strenuous and consumed a lot of spiritual energy, so they could not bring out the power of the flying sword at all.

After waiting for more than half an hour, there was no more movement in the hall, but there were people shouting happily outside.

"Old Huang, it's almost time to take it out." Zhang Han sighed, his tone extremely bleak.

"It's of no use." Song Qing shook his head slightly.

Huang Ruchao murmured, "Yeah, it's almost done. If you don't take it out, you'll all die, cough cough..."

As he spoke, he tried to look around, finally looking at Lin Bai.

Huang Ruchao was skin and bones, with all the blood drained out of him. There was not a single bit of flesh on his face, and he was trembling so much that he could hardly sit still.

"My little friend..." Huang Ruchao's lips were dry and chapped, and he muttered for a long time.

"Let me tell you." Zhang Han's face was pale, his beard was tangled, "There is a talisman in his sleeve, which was given by the sect, and is used to guard the island."

"That's right," Huang Ruchao seemed to have recovered a little, and looked at Lin Bai with lifeless eyes, and then said: "If you can't get away this time, don't mention it. If you can escape, I hope you can tell the Yunxia Sect about what happened today. Just say that although I, Huang Ruchao, am a useless person, I have not been humiliated, cough cough cough..."

Before he could finish his words, his head tilted and he died due to exhausting his inner energy.

No one spoke in the hall for a while, and the other seven old Qigong practitioners also lay on the ground, with many medicine bottles scattered around them.

Two of them were apparently dead.

Lin Bai stood up and took out a palm-sized piece of animal skin from Huang Ruchao's sleeve, on which was engraved a small sword shape.

Looking at Pei Ning again, they both didn't know what to say. They were clearly here to cause trouble, but in the end they were entrusted with the care of an orphan.

Lin Bai closed his eyes and appeared on the stone plate. He first concentrated his spirit, absorbed the spiritual energy, and then poured it into the sea of ​​qi.

"My advantage is that I recover quickly and am best at long battles, but the opponent is at the foundation building stage, and there are many of them, so I don't even have a chance to fight for a long time..."

Lin Bai shook his head helplessly, waved his hand again, and gathered a cloud of mist, which turned into clear water.

Asking your conscience for advice will lead to bad luck.

"It was still auspicious before!"

"It seems that a person's destiny depends not only on his own efforts, but also on..."

Lin Bai opened his eyes and looked around the hall.

The formation plate made a hissing sound and was broken in an instant.

Pei Ning was seen standing at the entrance of the hall with a sword in his hand, looking like a lone man blocking the way for ten thousand.

She has always been brave. She would rather die standing than kneeling, and she always has the determination to die.

Lin Bai looked at Zhang Han again, only to see him leaning against a beam, mumbling something.

Song Qing was still calm at this time and even smiled back at Lin Bai.

"Brother Lin." Song Qing laughed, no longer looking humble as before.

In fact, he was just pretending to survive, and Lin Bai and Pei Ning knew it.

"Brother Song." Lin Bai sighed and said, "I'm sorry to have caused you trouble."

"You and I both deserve it. How can we be implicated?" Song Qing smiled.

At this moment, a triumphant laugh was heard.

Looking outside, I found that the tortoise shell protective formation had been broken.

"Little kid, what are you doing with a sword?" The man in white robe spoke at this time. His voice was no longer as gentle as before, but extremely vicious.

"Come on!" Pei Ning was not afraid at all.

"Go!" The green-robed Taoist shouted again, and then saw the shadow of a rusty green long sword heading towards Pei Ning. Pei Ning raised the sword, used his spiritual power, and had a determined look on his face.

But the rusty green sword phantom immediately broke Pei Ning's sword. Pei Ning immediately vomited blood and was knocked back into the hall.

Lin Bai hurried forward to catch Pei Ning, but the sword continued to move, and the two of them fell several times before they stopped.

Looking at the Taoist in green robe again, he was calm and looked around.

"This person is at least in the late stage of foundation building. He is much stronger than Song Qing, and his main focus is attack." Lin Bai weighed silently.

The Taoist in green robe walked into the hall, followed by five people.

"Boss, this time we have greatly offended the Yunxia Sect because of you." The Taoist in black robe said to the Taoist in green robe.

"Don't worry. If I can successfully pass the level with the help of the silver flower algae, I will definitely reward you." The Taoist in green robe spoke sinisterly. His voice was extremely hoarse, and his throat sounded like it was rusted.

"Don't talk too much, just kill him quickly, take the things and leave." said a Taoist in a gray robe.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Taoist in gray robe waved a branch-shaped magic weapon and came towards Lin Bai.

Lin Bai pinched the animal skin talisman in his hand and activated it immediately.

"Be careful!" The Taoist in green robe shouted urgently, and a long sword with green rust appeared in his hand, and he rushed towards Lin Bai like lightning.

But at this time the talisman had been activated, and in an instant it shone brightly, the pressure of the golden elixir was spread, and an extremely bright long sword surged out.

Rumble, the gray-robed Taoist was the first to be hit, and immediately turned into smoke and dust. The green-rusted Taoist's long sword just touched it and it collapsed.

Green Robe and the others had terrified looks on their faces, but they were in perfect harmony with each other. No one ran away, but instead they all worked together to meet the flying sword.

There was a loud thud, and Lin Baiben, who was holding Pei Ning with one hand, was still thrown onto the beam.

Looking back, I saw that there were only four people left among the six foundation-building people. Their clothes were tattered, their faces were pale, and there was blood at the corners of their mouths.

"Today, we get to see the power of the old Taoist Po Yun from the Yunxia Sect!" The Taoist in green robe sat down tremblingly, and did not attack, but just silently recovered his strength.

The other three did the same, just sitting cross-legged without moving.

I don’t know if he was really seriously injured or if he was worried that Lin Bai and others would take out another talisman.

Lin Bai also turned pale and closed his eyes, gasping for breath.

This was the second time that Lin Bai used the talisman. He was no longer a novice and was very experienced. Although his sea of ​​​​qi was drained again, it was not a big deal.

"So strong! Much stronger than Qu Chengjia." Pei Ning murmured as he opened the bottle of pills, took out a few pills and stuffed them into Lin Bai's mouth, and poured a lot into his own mouth.

After a while, Lin Bai opened his eyes, and his Qi Sea was filled again.

"Sustained advantage does not translate into victory..."

Lin Bai sighed and went to see Pei Ning.

She was determined to die again, so she just leaned her head on Lin Bai's shoulder and said nothing.

Lin Bai looked around and saw that Zhang Han had died with his brain exploded.

Song Qing was lying on the ground, his hair was messy, blood was gushing out of his mouth, and all the blood was flowing down his chest. Although he was seriously injured, he didn't care, and just smiled at Lin Bai.

"Brother Song." Lin Bai also smiled.

"Brother Lin, we are really destined to be together."

Song Qing was a dying man, and his words were kind. Although his voice was old, it was full of vigor. He reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Master has raised me since I was a child. I am going to kill you because of Master's order. You are also trying to save your life. We have been together for a long time. I know you have never hated me, and I have never hated you either."

Lin Bai nodded.

"You think a lot about Xiuxiu..."

Song Qing smiled happily, "When you came here, you must have thought that if I were still alive, if Huang Ruchao was still here, Master would know that it was you who hurt me, and you must have worried that Xiuxiu would be angered by Master. Did you...did you intend to let Pei Ning go alone at that time? Why did you stay here?"

Pei Ning was leaning on Lin Bai's shoulder. She didn't say anything, but just bit Lin Bai's shoulder hard.

Lin Bai did not say anything, silently enduring it. He really thought so. At least this way he could probably save Xiuxiu and Pei Ning. If he did not die, he would have a chance to turn things around in the future.

"You are loyal and righteous, and I admire you very much. Master should have taken you away, and she was wrong."

Song Qing's face was a bit bleak. He looked around and was confused again. "You have thought about it a lot, but in the end, you can only deliver it to me... I know you are very sad, because the future is bleak. In fact, everyone is suffering. I have severed my relationship with Zhang Han, and you and Pei Ning have no peace day and night, fearing that the master will come to find you. Huang Ruchao and others died of exhaustion, and the people in your hometown suffered countless deaths. Everyone is suffering..."

He stared blankly at the sky outside the hall and murmured, "Who doesn't want to pursue the great way and longevity? But life is difficult, like a rushing river. Although we have the ambition to flow east into the sea, the flow is slow and the journey is difficult. Rivers will eventually flow into the sea, but we..."

Song Qing said this and looked at Lin Bai, tears streaming down his face, but he couldn't hide his smile, "Look, the water of my life river is now compared to the suffering of the common people! Hahaha! Lin Zhuanlun! I have a feeling in my heart that this dead wood cicada has helped me get the best elixir theory!"

His white hair was disheveled, and he looked like a madman, with tears on his face. He clenched his fist with his one arm and pounded it hard on the ground, drawing blood. "How did it become like this? How did it become like this?"

Song Qing lay on the ground, sobbing and expressing all kinds of emotions, which only he could understand.

Lin Bai and Pei Ning stared at Song Qing blankly, neither saying a word.

"Hahaha! Foolish boy, the truth is gained through fighting and struggling, not crying!"

The Taoist in green robe stood up and walked into the hall.

Lin Bai held the water-patterned sword in his hand and protected Pei Ning.

The Taoist in green robe glanced at Lin Bai, then opened his hand and took out another rusty green sword, which was only slightly smaller than the previous one.

"go with!"

The rusty green sword was not very fast, but it carried a sense of decay. When the Water Ripple Edgeless Sword touched it, it immediately became as dry and rotten as wood, without any spiritual energy anymore, just like a broken sword.

But the rusty green sword did not stop, and Lin Bai immediately pushed his palm forward, with spiritual power bursting out, barely blocking it, but he was knocked against the wall again, and his hands were covered with a layer of green rust.

The green rust seemed to have taken root and attached itself to the flesh and blood. His spiritual power immediately stopped functioning and even his head felt confused.

Pei Ning staggered to Lin Bai's side and held Lin Bai's hand tightly.

Lin Bai was in a trance, as if he couldn't even hear anything, let alone fight back.

His eyes were extremely heavy. He glanced at Pei Ning who was looking at him very tenderly, then looked at Song Qing who was crying in pain, and then looked at the corpses lying on the ground.

"You haven't slept with me yet." Pei Ning leaned close to Lin Bai's ear, his voice soft, nothing like his usual self.

What did Sister Pei say? Lin Bai's ears seemed to be rusted, and he couldn't hear clearly. She seemed to say sleep? At this time, she still mentioned her old lover? Is it over?
Lin Bai stared at the Taoist in green robe again. Seeing that he did not take any action, he opened his mouth to ask questions, seemingly talking about the dead tree cicada.

His other companions also stood up one after another and entered the hall, but they did not go forward to kill people, but turned to the back hall.

Soon, a man was seen coming out carrying a bag, with a happy look on his face, obviously having made a harvest.

Then the Taoist in white robe was seen attacking Huang Ruchao and others one by one, and then taking off his storage ring and storage bag, with a look of contempt on his face, as if he was dissatisfied with the small amount of goods.

Lin Bai raised his hand, and the rust-green on it had spread to his wrist.

"The water of a big river, but life is more difficult than the water of a big river." Lin Bai murmured Song Qing's words.

Suddenly, Lin Bai felt his sea of ​​consciousness tremble slightly, and the stone plate seemed to rotate slightly.

Suddenly, Lin Bai felt a sense of good fortune in his heart, as if he had escaped a great disaster and had come back from death.

"I haven't used the Heart-Searching Technique, is this... my innate magical power?" Lin Bai felt his head was still confused.

"Who are you to Wood Demon Taoist?" The green-robed man's voice became a little louder, and his face became even gloomier. "If you don't tell me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As he spoke, the man in green robe waved his sleeves and knocked Lin Bai and Pei Ning to the ground.

Lin Bai didn't want to say more, while Pei Ning gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Where is Ji Ying? Did the people from Yunxia Sect arrive early?" Lin Bai was confused.

At this moment, the Taoist in green robe suddenly looked outside the hall, and the others who were building their foundation did the same.

They were stunned for a moment, then all ran out and looked towards the east.

Over there is Bietougao Island of Jinbie Island.

The green-robed Taoist looked up, then frowned slightly, looked hesitantly into the hall, then bowed and said, "Yes!"

After saying this, the man in green robe waved his sleeves and said, "Go!" He flew away on his sword.

The other foundation-building practitioners also hurriedly followed, and were extremely panicked.

"Are the reinforcements coming?" Lin Bai asked blankly.

Pei Ning shook his head blankly, but Song Qing continued to cry bitterly.

There were only three of them left alive in the hall, but they didn't even know why they were still alive.

As they were in a daze, the three of them suddenly felt panic in their hearts, like insects and ants hearing thunder, or ordinary people seeing immortals and gods.

"Golden elixir? No, this pressure seems to be even greater than that of the golden elixir, it's like the power of heaven and earth..." Pei Ning's eyes were filled with horror.

Song Qing cried even louder. He lay on the ground, with one hand crawling forward, leaving a trail of blood.

Pei Ning struggled to stand up, helped Lin Bai up, and walked out of the hall.

Song Qing came to the dilapidated threshold of the hall and looked up to the east.

Pei Ning and Lin Bai also came out, leaning against the door and looking towards the east.

There were clouds and mist rising in the far east, and although the sea breeze was strong, it could not blow them away at all.

The color of the clouds kept changing, and there seemed to be fierce electric flashes in between.

"This is..." Lin Bai felt an uncontrollable urge to kneel down, even to the point of prostrating himself.

The golden elixir pressure that Naqu Chengjia had in the past was simply not worth mentioning in front of this.

"Golden Core Tribulation Cloud! The beginning of the Great Dao, the Golden Core Tribulation Cloud!"

Song Qing lay on the ground, raised his head and looked in the direction of the cloud. He couldn't stop crying, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or sad in his cloudy eyes.

Lin Bai and Pei Ning looked at each other, and both felt their throats dry and were unable to speak.

I saw the cloud slowly condense into shape, and then float towards this side. As it got closer, its pressure became heavier.

After a while, the golden elixir calamity cloud was seen falling over the towering island of Bietou on Jinbie Island.

"Golden elixir, golden elixir..."

Song Qing seemed to have cried all his tears dry. He tilted his neck back, stretched out his one arm and reached forward, moving forward little by little, as if trying to catch Jieyun.

"After twenty years of vicissitudes, my theory of elixir has been completed, but I have lost the opportunity to achieve the great way. I am like a long river, halfway through..."

Blood flowed from Song Qing's seven orifices. He laughed three times with a hoarse and weak voice, and finally fell silent. He had already died of his injuries.

After his death, his body remained motionless, but his one arm was still stretched out towards the calamity cloud, as if he wanted to grasp the last opportunity of the great way.

At this time, the wind started to blow, the clouds moved, and huge waves crashed against the shore. The first thunderbolt descended, and the sky and earth changed color again.

(End of this chapter)