Asking about longevity

After breaking through the bottleneck and reaching the middle stage of foundation building, Mo Hua's blood and qi became deeper.

However, he was born weak and did not cultivate his body. Even if his blood and qi were strengthened, his body was not much stronger.

His spiritual power was also stronger.

He was more comfortable with the use of various spells, and his power was much stronger and his moves were faster.

Mo Hua felt that he had become stronger!

But after thinking about it and comparing himself with Cheng Mo and Situ Jian, he suddenly realized a problem:

His cultivation had broken through and his strength had become stronger, but the gap between him and his fellow disciples seemed to be a little bigger...

His spiritual roots were of the middle and lower grades.

The spiritual roots of other disciples of Taixu Sect were of the upper and lower grades.

Cheng Mo, Situ Jian and many others were of the upper and middle grades, or even the upper and upper grades.

Even Hao Xuan was of the upper and upper grades!

The grade of his spiritual roots was almost one large grade lower than theirs.

The same was true for the grade of his skills.

Although Tian Yan Jue is special, it does not increase spiritual power. In essence, it is the same as the grade of one's spiritual root, and is also a medium-low grade technique.

In the early stage of foundation building, one's spiritual power is not as good as others.

In the middle stage of foundation building, one's spiritual power becomes stronger, but others become stronger, so the gap becomes even bigger.

Mo Hua sighed.

For a moment, his mood was a bit complicated.

However, he was originally a casual cultivator, and his spiritual roots, foundation, inheritance, spiritual power and blood energy were not as good as others, so it was normal to have a gap.

And with the example of the talented little senior sister and little senior brother, Mo Hua could accept this gap.

Mo Hua quickly adjusted his mentality.

But no matter what, he is also a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building!

The next step is the late stage of foundation building.

The next step is the golden elixir!

Mo Hua's eyes were as bright as stars, and a bright smile appeared on his handsome face.

The sky gradually brightened, and the morning sun rose.

Mo Hua finished his practice, slowly stood up, and stretched.

It has been three years since he entered Taixu Sect. Unconsciously, Mo Hua has grown taller. Now he looks like a handsome young man with beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

After that, he still reviewed the formation book as usual and then practiced the formation.

Unfortunately, his consciousness is still at seventeen lines.

The restrictions of the laws of heaven are still there.

After breaking through the middle stage of foundation building, Mo Hua can feel that his consciousness has also been strengthened, but the strengthened part has been "deducted" by the laws.

After swallowing the consciousness, the law of the void has also loosened a little, as if it has eaten a little "full".

It seems that my guess is right.

Next, I have to find a way to feed it completely.

Only by unlocking the restrictions of the laws of heaven can my consciousness go further.

Only then can I learn those more advanced second-grade high-level formations, and even the second-grade twenty-line, secondary thunder flow formation.

Mo Hua silently calculated in his heart.

If I want to feed this law, it is estimated that it is not enough to slowly hone my consciousness.

I need to "tonic".

But to improve the spiritual consciousness, one must leave the Qianxuezhou boundary.

Forget about it this year. At least, we have to wait until this year is over and we enter the middle stage of foundation building. After a period of adaptation and stability, we can consider the matter of "improving" the spiritual consciousness.

I just don't know if Mr. Xun will agree to lift his "house arrest" next year.

Mo Hua pondered in his heart.

But there is no rush now. He still has to watch the sword-fighting conference.

...

The sword-fighting conference is still being held, and it is approaching a white-hot stage.

Those who can persist until now are all the best among the geniuses in each sect, and their foundations are terrifyingly deep.

Especially the best of the four major sects.

The spiritual power of each one is surging, as vast as the sea, which makes Mo Hua secretly shocked.

Although not as good as the Fire Buddha, it is not far away.

But there is only one Fire Buddha.

And in the sword-fighting conference, including the Qiandao Sect, each of the four major sects has at least five such disciples.

In terms of scheming, strategy, means, and Taoism, they are not as good as the Fire Buddha.

But the quality of the spiritual roots and the cultivation techniques they practiced were even better.

Mo Hua sighed in his heart.

It was indeed the realm of Qianxuezhou and the four major sects. The foundation was terrifying. The disciples in the sect, at least in terms of cultivation, were really one in a million.

They were much better than himself anyway...

As the sword-fighting competition progressed, almost all the disciples from the four major sects competed.

Especially in the semi-finals and even the quarter-finals before the finals.

The rest of the Qianxue hundred sects were almost wiped out.

There were only a few twelve-rate sects.

Although there were eight major sects, they were not many.

There were brothers and sisters from Taixu Sect who entered the top sixteen, but in the end they only got eleventh place, and that was it.

Unlike Taixu Sect, Chongxu Sect made steady progress and got eighth place.

And Tai'a Sect, relying on its solid swordsmanship and sharp spiritual swords, made rapid progress all the way, only one level behind the four major sects.

In the end, it was only one step away from the finals.

But he still lacked some luck, and finally lost to the genius of Longding Sect and got fifth place.

This is the best result outside the four major sects.

So far, the semi-finals and finals are all the disciples of the four major sects including Qiandao Sect.

The semi-finals and even the finals are the highlights.

On the day of the semi-finals, Mo Hua arrived at Lundao Mountain early, ready to watch the show, but unexpectedly ran into Ouyang Feng.

Mo Hua looked happy and greeted him quickly:

"Senior Brother Feng!"

Ouyang Feng heard the words and looked back. He found a handsome young boy calling him "senior brother". He was stunned for a moment.

He looked carefully and recognized that it was Mo Hua.

Ouyang Feng smiled gently and said, "Long time no see, Junior Brother Mo."

Mo Hua also nodded repeatedly, "Long time no see."

When he first entered school, he followed Senior Brother Ouyang Feng to complete tasks.

Later, Senior Brother Feng and his friends went to the Demon Refining Mountain, and he could not go, so he had to complete tasks alone.

Later, he was grounded again.

Counting it up, the two had not seen each other for more than a year.

Mo Hua looked around and found that Ouyang Feng was alone. He asked in confusion, "Senior Brother Feng, are you here to watch the sword-fighting competition alone?"

Ouyang Feng said gently, "There are fellow disciples with me. I will go first and they will come later."

"Oh." Mo Hua nodded.

"By the way," Mo Hua said with some regret, "I've watched the competition between Tai'a Sect and Tianjian Sect. Tai'a Sect was just a little bit away from winning and advancing to the semi-finals."

Ouyang Feng's expression was a little complicated, with a faint bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's not that simple. It seems to be just a little bit away, but in fact, there is no way to win..."

Mo Hua was slightly startled and looked at Ouyang Feng suspiciously.

Ouyang Feng touched Mo Hua's clear eyes, and suddenly came back to his senses. He smiled gently and explained to Mo Hua:

"My Tai Amen is only one of the eight major sects. Compared with the four major sects, after all, the foundation is too far behind. Although it seems that we almost won, in fact, we are short of many years of accumulation, which cannot be made up in a short period of time. It is a good thing to win, and even if we lose, it is natural. Don't be discouraged..."

Mo Hua nodded slowly, "Brother Feng is right."

He glanced at Ouyang Feng again and asked, "Brother Feng, you will be on the next sword-fighting competition."

"Yes."

Ouyang Feng said indifferently, his eyes were dim for a moment, without a trace of joy or expectation.

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

He wanted to ask something else, but several disciples wearing Tai'a Sect robes came over from a distance and said respectfully: "Brother Feng, the elder is calling you."

Ouyang Feng nodded slightly, "I know."

Then he smiled at Mo Hua and apologized:

"Brother Mo, I'm sorry to leave you."

"Yeah," Mo Hua nodded and waved, "Goodbye, Brother Feng."

Ouyang Feng turned and left. When he passed by Mo Hua, his expression was no longer gentle, and a trace of gloom appeared in his eyes.

This trace of gloom was keenly captured by Mo Hua.

He stood there, staring blankly at Ouyang Feng and a group of Tai'a Sect disciples leaving, his eyes slightly fixed.

Brother Feng seemed a little different from his previous impression.

I wonder if something happened...

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

After that, Cheng Mo and his group also came.

They walked in front of Mo Hua and shouted, "Little Brother."

Mo Hua also smiled and greeted.

Cheng Mo said: "Mo Hua, I found a good place with the best view. I'll take you there."

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.

Everyone set off and walked towards the southeast corner of the sword-fighting competition venue.

Along the way, someone sighed:

"We, Taixu Sect, don't know when we can participate in the finals..."

"Forget the finals, the top four will be good."

"With the ranking of the top four sects, we will occupy a larger share of the Qianlong Mountain Spirit Mine, and we can get a large amount of spirit stones, as well as the reward from the Dao Court."

"The reward from the Dao Court?" Mo Hua was stunned.

"Yes," a disciple explained, "Generally, for grand events like the Qianxuezhou Sword Contest, the Dao Court will have additional rewards."

"This reward is different for each session."

"There are superior Dao methods, rare elixirs, Dao cultivation treasures, etc. collected by the Dao Court, as well as some formations and talismans, etc."

Mo Hua was a little curious, "What formations are there?"

The disciple shook his head, "I don't know about that..."

"It seems that there are no formation rewards this year."

"The same was true for the last session."

"So it seems that there have been many sessions where formations have not been rewarded."

"Formations are the least useful. If you are not a formation master, it is useless to get a formation. You can only exchange it with others or hand it over to your family in exchange for merit."

"Indeed, it is far less practical than spiritual tools, magic weapons, Dao elixirs, etc., which can be used by ordinary cultivators..."

...

A group of disciples discussed it.

Mo Hua nodded, curious in his heart.

I don't know what kind of formations can be rewarded at the Sword Contest.

Then the Sword Contest began step by step.

From the semi-finals to the finals, Mo Hua watched every single one.

The prodigies of the four major sects were indeed outstanding, with almost no shortcomings in cultivation, Taoism, spiritual weapons, etc.

In the void formation, they fought each other with all their strength. The majestic spiritual power stimulated the superior Taoism, and with the blessing of the top-grade spiritual weapons, the power was amazing.

All the disciples around were shocked.

A group of elders, even the upper echelons of the Dao Court and other forces, also showed their approval.

Mo Hua also saw the proud sons of heaven standing at the top of the entire sword debate conference.

These proud sons of heaven, in the public eye, fought and competed, showing the grace of the prodigies, attracting countless people to admire.

At this moment, Mo Hua was just watching silently from below.

Although he was the "younger brother" of Taixu Sect, he was still just an unknown little disciple in the entire sword debate conference, and even in the Dao debate conference.

Except for Taixu Sect, almost no one knew him.

In the vast sea of ​​disciples, he was just a drop in the ocean, and no one would care about him.

In the vast crowd, the inconspicuous Mo Hua just watched silently, planning something in his heart, and in his clear eyes, there was a brilliance that ordinary people could hardly detect.

Finally, after a wonderful contest.

Tianjian Sect, one of the four major sects, won the championship of the sword discussion conference.

Qiandao Sect ranked second.

The third was Longding Sect.

Wanxiao Sect ranked fourth.

So far, this discussion conference has come to an end.

And the high-level leaders of various sects behind the scenes, around the ranking of the discussion conference, are again plotting openly and secretly, in order to strive for the greatest benefits for their own sects...

...

Inside Taixu Sect, the headmaster's residence.

Mr. Xun and the headmaster of Taixu sat opposite each other and drank tea.

The room was elegant and the fragrance of tea was overflowing.

The two looked calm, but their eyes were full of deep thoughts.

"At this conference, Tai'a Sect ranked first among the eight sects, only slightly behind the four major sects..."

"Chongxu Sect has made a step forward in the middle stream."

"Only our Taixu Sect is hovering on the edge of the lower stream, neither advancing nor retreating."

"But the other two sects have made a step forward, and if we don't advance, we are actually 'retreating'..."

The head of Taixu Sect took a sip of tea and said calmly.

The tea is fragrant, but the aftertaste is slightly bitter.

The head of Taixu Sect raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Xun. Seeing that Mr. Xun looked calm and composed, he couldn't help asking:

"Old sir...this is a bit inappropriate..."

Mr. Xun said calmly: "You are the head of the sect."

The head of Taixu Sect smiled bitterly.

The head of the sect is the head of the sect, but in front of the ancestor, what kind of head of the sect is the head of the sect?

Mr. Xun raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the head of Taixu, put down the teacup in his hand, brushed his sleeves, frowned and said:

"What rumors have you heard?"

The head of Taixu pondered for a moment, and said:

"You know, my family's power is not small..."

Mr. Xun glanced at him and said: "No need to be so modest."

The head of Taixu smiled slightly, then restrained his expression and said solemnly:

"I have some connections in the clan. I heard from the Dao Court that the Shen family of Qiandao Sect, together with the Tianjian Sect and other four sects, have made suggestions to the Dao Court to..."

The head of Taixu looked slightly cold, and said in a deep voice: "The sect is reformed."

Mr. Xun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and said solemnly: He asked:

"How do they want to change?"

The head of Taixu shook his head, "I don't know..."

He stroked the jade-inlaid celadon cup in his hand, and then said, "But no matter how it is changed, it doesn't seem to be a good thing for us..."

"Our Taixu Sect is now in decline. If we don't pass on the sword of divine thoughts, it's like cutting off our own arms. We can't compete with them. It's good enough to keep our current position."

"Once the four major sects, in conjunction with the Dao Court, force the sect to reform, our Taixu Sect will inevitably suffer turmoil in the midst of the turbulent waves, and even..."

The head of Taixu's voice was slightly cold, "...it's possible to fall from the eight major sects."

Mr. Xun looked solemn and thought silently.

Sect Leader Taixu observed the expressions of the people, but could not see anything. He knew that he was still a shallow person and could not see through Mr. Xun's thoughts. He could only sigh and express his doubts:

"On the surface, the four major sects have united with other sects to promote the reform of the sect system and gain more benefits for themselves..."

"But I feel vaguely that they seem to be targeting my Taixu Sect..."

Steward Taixu frowned slightly.

"But why?"

"If you say grudges, I can find a few, if you say reasons, I can guess a few."

"But I always feel that these are not the real reasons..."

"There must be something hidden behind this matter!"

Mr. Xun was slightly surprised and looked at Sect Leader Taixu with a serious look.

The cultivators of that family are really not easy to deal with...

Mr. Xun nodded slightly, "I know..."

Steward Taixu waited for Mr. Xun to continue, but Mr. Xun's words stopped abruptly.

What then?

Steward Taixu looked at Mr. Xun in confusion.

Mr. Xun drank another sip of tea calmly, "I have my own plan."

What plan?

Sect Master Taixu wanted to ask, but seeing the expression of Mr. Xun, he felt that even if he asked, the old man would not tell.

Sect Master Taixu looked solemn.

Seeing his expression, Mr. Xun nodded slightly in his heart.

Although he was born in a family and was not a member of the Taixu Sect, he was in a position and planned his policies, which was also considered to be concerned about the safety of the Taixu Sect.

Mr. Xun poured him a cup of tea for the first time, and said slowly in an old voice:

"When the mountain rain comes, respond to all changes with the unchanging."

Sect Master Taixu drank the cup of tea a little flattered.

But the doubts in his heart did not increase but decreased.

When the mountain rain comes, what "unchanging" can be used to respond to these changes...

...

The sword-discussing conference ended.

The disciples were still not satisfied, and there was still a follow-up to the conference, but these had nothing to do with ink painting.

He had seen what he should have seen, and other things had nothing to do with him. It was not his turn to intervene in matters that really involved the interests of the sect.

Fame and fortune are ultimately external things.

The journey of cultivating the Tao is long, and one needs to calm down and seek with concentration.

Mo Hua returned to the sect and continued to cultivate with perseverance.

The next goal is to reach the late stage of foundation building.

The rest of the time was spent studying formations.

Mo Hua tried to compare the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams formation system taught by Mr. Xun with the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams formations treasured by the Shangguan family and the Wenren family, and to verify each other to broaden his experience in formations.

The improvement of the Five Elements Source Armor was also in iterations.

Yu'er became more lively.

With Mo Hua's care, Yu'er was like a happy little swallow in Taixu Sect, flying around freely.

This was also the happiest time of his life.

Time passed quickly, and before he knew it, another year had passed.

The New Year was celebrated as usual.

Mo Hua, who was in the middle stage of foundation building, successfully promoted a class.

And the new class of disciples also entered Taixu Sect. They were one class later than Mo Hua, and they were considered Mo Hua's real "little brothers" and "little sisters".

Mo Hua also truly became a "senior brother".