Asking about longevity

Chapter 792 Situation (Thank you, pharcyde, for the reward from the leader~)

"Old sir..."

Mo Hua whispered, his voice a little hoarse due to dryness, as if the residual sequelae of his spiritual thoughts had also had a certain impact on his body.

"Hmm." Mr. Xun still used the ink pen to draw something on the paper. Then he raised his head slightly, glanced at the ink painting, and asked:

"How's it going?"

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness looked at himself, and felt his own sea of ​​consciousness, and found that there were still evil "evil thoughts" filling his mind, which were gradually eroding his Taoist heart, but they were already much weaker.

It seemed that when he was unconscious, his sea of ​​consciousness was constantly "digesting" these mottled bloodthirsty desires.

"Much better." Mo Hua said.

Mr. Xun nodded.

Mo Hua glanced at the formation paper in Mr. Xun's hand, "Old sir, these are..."

Mr. Xun sighed slightly:

"You took such a long leave and were in a coma for two days. I can only correct these formation homework by myself..."

It’s not okay to be lazy.

Mo Hua smiled sheepishly.

Old Mr.

"Ziyou told me everything about the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons."

"You did very well."

"But don't mention a word about this matter to the outside world. I have instructed all the inner sect elders and disciples involved not to let them say your 'name'."

"Including Tai'amen and Chongxumen, I also said hello."

"Not only you, but also Linghu Xiao, Ouyang Mu, and Song Jian's children's names will not be revealed to anyone..."

Mo Hua was a little confused, "Is it to keep it secret?"

"Not entirely," Mr. Xun sighed, "confidentiality is necessary."

"The incident in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is a huge scandal, but precisely because it is a 'scandal', it is not appropriate to make it a big deal, otherwise there will be..."

Old Mr.

"Besides, it's for your own good."

"You are disciples of the sect. It is your business to practice with peace of mind. There is no need to get involved in these bloody conspiracies."

"What's more, this matter also involves some demons and demons."

"Once you are involved in this kind of thing, it will easily arouse criticism from others. If you gossip too much, it will affect your own spiritual future, and the gain will outweigh the loss..."

Mr. Xun looked a little solemn.

He only mentioned it briefly.

Mo Hua probably understood.

Once word spreads about the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, they cannot explain it clearly.

Three mid-stage Foundation Establishment disciples were trapped in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, which was filled with demons and evil spirits in the late Foundation Establishment stage and even at the peak of Foundation Establishment. How did they escape with the help of another mid-stage Foundation Establishment disciple?

This sounds a bit fanciful.

No matter how you think about it, it's impossible.

It’s also hard for others to believe.

Moreover, once you are trapped in a land of evil spirits and associate with evil cultivators every day, have you ever taken evil pills, eaten human flesh, practiced evil magic, or forged evil swords under coercion or inducement?

This will cause unwarranted suspicion.

People's words are scary.

Once someone with intentions spreads rumors and slanders behind his back, adds fuel to the flames, and throws dirty water on a few of his people, it will be impossible for the three of them to prove their innocence.

People ask you to perform a caesarean section to prove yourself, but they actually don’t care whether you are innocent or not.

Fortunately for me, I was born as a casual cultivator and have a good relationship with my fellow disciples, so I am not afraid of these rumors.

He doesn't care about the slander from other sects.

But the other few people are different.

Linghuxiao is a swordsman genius from Chongxu Sect.

Although Ouyang Mu is inconspicuous, he is also a direct descendant of the Ouyang family and has an outstanding brother.

Moreover, their temperaments are either withdrawn or dull. Their relationship with their classmates is not good, and they are not very good at talking.

Once someone is accused of spreading rumors, they probably won’t even be able to say anything in defense.

And Song Jian...

Oh, Song Jian doesn't care.

Mo Hua suddenly realized.

He had always thought that he was an unknown young disciple who was not famous and that others would not care about him, so he had never considered such a thing.

Now that Mr. Xun mentioned it, he realized that sometimes to harm others, there is no need to use knives or guns, and there is no need for facts. It is enough to "spread rumors".

Mo Hua nodded solemnly, "Old sir, I understand, I'll leave you to worry about it."

Mr. Xun nodded.

Smart children are good...

With a little click, he can understand it himself.

Mo Hua whispered again: "Old sir, how will the incident in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons end?"

He was very curious.

Within the borders of Qianxue State, where there are many sects and the academic style is flourishing, a stronghold is built to cultivate demons and lure disciples into evil ways.

Duanjinmen has dug such a big basket, no matter how hard it is covered, it is impossible to cover it.

Mr. Xun was about to speak but stopped. Suddenly he was slightly startled and asked Mo Hua:

"What do you think?"

Mo Hua was startled, "I think?"

Old Mr.

Mo Hua frowned and thought along Mr. Xun's train of thought:

"If I were the 'ancestor' of the Qianxue State..."

Mo Hua thought about it for a while and had to admit: "...then this matter must be covered up as much as possible."

"Although it was Duan Jinmen who caused the trouble, the entire Qianxuezhou realm suffered as a result."

"If others knew that someone in Qianxuezhou realm built a demon valley and coerced and lured disciples into the path of demons, the reputation of all the sects in the entire Qianxuezhou realm would be affected."

"Duan Jinmen lured disciples into the path of demons, so other sects are probably not clean either."

"After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Qianxuezhou realm is a whole. They don't know the disputes and contradictions of the various sects, they only think that Qianxuezhou realm is in collusion and full of smoke and miasma, and they will not send disciples here to study in the future."

"Therefore, this kind of thing is the "family shame" of the entire Qianxuezhou realm. Since it is a family shame, it must not be made public."

Mr. Xun nodded.

"And if I were a high-ranking official of the Dao Court..." Mo Hua continued, "If I didn't know about the matter of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, it would be fine. Once I knew about it..."

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows and said ruthlessly, "Then I will definitely 'take advantage' of it!"

"Using the Dao Law as an 'excuse' and this matter as a 'handle', I will 'extort' the sects involved in the Qianxuezhou Realm and squeeze out a lot of money, and then find a reason to pretend to be magnanimous and lightly cover it up."

"It is very difficult to handle such matters impartially, and it will offend various sects."

"It is better to do this, so that you can gain both face and benefits."

"And if a sect like Duanjinmen knows that there is no room for maneuver, they will naturally have a mentality of fighting to the death."

"But if the Dao Court has a greedy face and only asks for 'benefits', they will be lucky and reluctantly 'cede land and pay compensation', and will not resist too much..."

Mo Hua said it clearly.

Mr. Xun looked at Mo Hua, and his eyes became a little complicated.

Mo Hua noticed Mr. Xun's gaze, and was slightly startled. He was a little unsure, so he asked softly:

"Mr. Xun, am I wrong?"

Mr. Xun sighed: "Yes."

That's about it.

A qualified "ancestor" would indeed consider the problem in this way.

Mr. Xun asked again: "What about your own perspective? What did you think before?"

Mo Hua was startled, and then said a little embarrassedly:

"My disciple thought it was simpler... just to make a big deal and let Duan Jinmen suffer a lot!"

Mr. Xun asked: "Why do you do this?"

Mo Hua thought about it, frowned and said: "Because Duan Jinmen does not distinguish between good and evil, and acts against morality..."

Mr. Xun nodded and said: "Then you think well."

Mo Hua was a little surprised, "Isn't this also good?"

Mr. Xun said seriously: "What's the point of keeping a sect that does not distinguish between good and evil and violates morality?"

Mo Hua's face was stern.

Mr. Xun said: "You are neither the ancestor of Qianxuezhou nor the senior officials of Daoting, so why should you consider their interests?"

"You have your own ideas, and these ideas are correct, so naturally you should do things according to your own ideas."

Mo Hua was a little confused for a moment, "Then..."

Mr. Xun said: "I asked you to think of yourself as the 'ancestor' and put yourself in the shoes of this matter, so that you know that you can't only consider the problem from your own perspective."

"You can't just 'think', otherwise your thinking will be limited, your vision will be very narrow, and sooner or later you will become someone else's 'chess piece'."

"Knowing people is wisdom. The more you know about others, the stronger your control over the situation will be."

"But you don't have to deny your own ideas."

"If your ideas are in line with 'morality', then you are right, It's others who are wrong."

"It's just that your power is too weak, and the 'ancestors' who talk about interests and reality are too strong, so things will not develop according to your ideas, but will only advance according to the plans of those 'ancestors'."

"You must understand this."

"Sometimes, it's not that you are wrong, but that you are too 'weak'."

"If one day, you are promoted to Dongxu, or even above Dongxu, and have supreme power, many things in the world will naturally develop according to your wishes..."

"But now you are not strong, and the progress of things is controlled by others. Then when you encounter something, you have to think more about what others think, so that you can know how things will develop, and you can know what you should do. "

Mr. Xun finally looked at Mo Hua meaningfully.

"You have to learn to stand on the perspective of the 'ancestor' and look down."

"But I don't hope that you will only become such a condescending 'ancestor' in the future..."

Mo Hua's eyes trembled, and he nodded slowly.

"Okay," Mr. Xun's tone was a little more relaxed, and he sighed: "I'm old, and I've been nagging a little more if I'm not careful."

Mo Hua said solemnly:

"Thank you for your teachings, old sir."

Mr. Xun's eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes were gentle.

"By the way, old sir," Mo Hua suddenly blinked, "Didn't our Taixu Sect 'squeeze' the benefits of Duan Jinmen?"

Mr. Xun was startled, and then smiled, "I'm also an 'old ancestor'. How could I let go of this benefit if others squeeze it?"

After Mr. Xun finished speaking, he glanced at Mo Hua and said calmly:

"From now on, those things of Duan Jinmen in your hands, whether it's sword tactics or sword formations, can be taken out and used."

Mo Hua was slightly startled, and then realized that Mr. Xun might know everything.

But it's normal to think about it.

Elder Xun Ziyou stared at him, so he couldn't be unaware of these methods he often used.

He knew it, and Mr. Xun naturally knew it too.

Mo Hua is still a little uneasy:

"Can it really be used... Broken Golden Gate is stingy..."

"Just use it with confidence," Mr. Xun said. "Duanjin Gate and Taixu Gate, adhering to the original intention of 'abandoning sectarian opinions and exchanging cultivation methods,' have exchanged some inheritances with each other."

"In the inheritance of their Zhen sect, some first- and second-grade sword techniques and sword formations have been put into the library of my Taixu Sect."

"Exchanging inheritance?"

Mo Hua was a little surprised, and then asked: "Then what inheritance did our Taixu Sect give Duanjin Sect?"

Mr. Xun was disdainful: "Who would remember a bunch of shabby magic spells on the street..."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment.

Well, that’s how “communication” works.

"Then...are there only basic sword techniques?"

Mo Hua asked softly again.

He felt that what he was holding, whether it was the Broken Gold Sword Technique or the Broken Gold Sword Formation, did not seem to be the inheritance of the "Introduction" of the Broken Golden Sect.

Now that he has these inheritances, he feels that he is more "direct lineage" than some of the direct lineages of Duanjinmen.

"It's enough to get started," Mr. Xun said firmly, "If you only learn the 'introduction', you will be better than them."

"No matter how good their inheritance is, if they don't live up to their expectations and can't learn from you, there's nothing they can do about it."

Mo Hua was a little embarrassed, but he probably understood.

This is an "excuse".

The tricks he uses to break the Golden Gate only need to have an origin and an explanation. It doesn't really matter what the facts are.

Mr. Xun thought for a moment and then warned:

"This matter involves too much, and all rumors have been blocked from the outside world. There is no wind and waves on the surface, but there is a turbulent undercurrent behind the scenes."

"The Daoting, the four major sects, and a number of sects, especially the Duanjinmen, and even the three sects of Taixu, Tai'a, Chongxu, are openly and secretly plotting against each other. It is estimated that they will not stop until the dust settles."

"So during this period, please keep a low profile and don't reveal anything."

"As for asking for leave, if a fellow disciple asks about it, just say that I gave you an errand and asked you to travel far away and draw formations for seven or eight days."

"As for the specific reason..." Mr. Xun looked at the ink painting meaningfully, "You can make it up yourself. You should be familiar with this."

"I'm not very familiar either..."

Mo Hua felt a little guilty.

Mr. Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not pursue further questions. Instead, he looked solemnly and asked the last question:

"Did your spiritual thoughts become infected with evil spirits in the Demon Refining Map?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded slowly.

To be precise, it is "eating", not dyeing.

But even Mr. Xun didn't think about it this way.

Being "contaminated" by evil spirits was as bad a situation as he could think of.

He had never seen it with his own eyes, so he had no idea how "brutal" the ink paintings in the spiritual state could be.

"Taken with evil spirits..." Mr. Xun frowned.

"It's okay," Mo Hua said, "Old sir, I'll be able to purify these evil thoughts gradually by meditating."

"Meditation?" Mr. Xun was startled and his heart moved.

Could it be...the meditation technique passed down by that person?

Mr. Xun thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"That's fine."

However, he was still a little worried, so he took out a golden-edged sandalwood stick and a pair of simple scrolls in a jade box from the storage bag.

"This soothing incense is top quality. Light it when you meditate. It can help you concentrate carefully and get rid of distracting thoughts."

"As for this picture..."

When Mo Hua saw this picture, his heart skipped a beat and he blurted out:

"Visualization diagram?!"

Old Mr.

"Well, I've seen some." Mo Hua said honestly.

Mr. Xun was slightly shocked when he heard this.

Saw "some".

More than one picture?

"At such a young age, I have quite a lot of experience..."

Mr. Xun thought to himself.

"Since you know, I won't say much more. This visualization picture is a sacred thing treasured by my Taixu Sect. Don't open it casually, especially in front of outsiders."

"You go back to the disciple's residence, light the incense, and then open this picture. Visualize this picture. It will be beneficial to your spiritual thoughts."

"There are not many truly 'clean' visualization pictures in this world. Please take a look and cherish them."

Mo Hua was a little flattered and said: "Old sir, will you just give me such a valuable thing?"

Mr. Xun was speechless and glared at Mo Hua angrily:

"What do you mean by 'giving' it to you? I'm lending it to you temporarily. After you finish reading it and your consciousness has recovered, you can return it."

"Oh..." Mo Hua nodded.

Just borrow it, it's better than nothing.

Mr. Xun handed the visualization chart to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua took it solemnly.

But the moment Mo Hua took over, Mr. Xun was suddenly startled, feeling like he was "sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth".

His hands froze, and he clutched the visualization diagram and did not let go.

Mo Hua continued to visualize the picture with both hands, but when he saw that Mr. Xun did not let go, he was a little confused, "Mr.?"

Mr. Xun came back to his senses, glanced at Mo Hua subtly, hesitated for a moment, and then said seriously:

"Remember to come back."

"Don't mess with me..."

"Yeah, yeah." Mo Hua agreed, "Old sir, don't worry."

Although so far, none of the visualization pictures that I have seen or passed through my hands have been "intact".

But those are other people's visualization pictures.

Moreover, the pictures are full of little ghosts and ghouls, none of them good.

Those from my own sect will definitely be different.

With Mo Hua's assurance, Mr. Xun no longer hesitated and temporarily handed over the visualization map to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua took it solemnly and put it away with great care.

Afterwards, Mr. Xun explained a few more words, then stood up and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he said:

"These days, take good care of yourself and go back to class when you feel better. But you must remember to make up for any missed homework."

"Practice is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Don't slack off."

"Okay, old sir." Mo Hua said obediently.

"correct……"

Mr. Xun had already stood up. He took one last look at the ink painting and remembered something. After much hesitation, he confirmed:

"Is your consciousness stronger?"

Mo Hua was lying on the bed before, disturbed by evil spirits, and his spiritual thoughts were weak, so his breath was not obvious.

Now after chatting with him for a while, Mr. Xun clearly realized that Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness was obviously deeper and more condensed than before.

"Well, my consciousness accidentally broke through again..." Mo Hua said.

Despite his expectations, Mr. Xun's heart skipped a beat.

Breakthrough again.

His cultivation level didn't increase much, but his spiritual consciousness kept making breakthroughs. As expected...

"well,"

Mr. Xun nodded happily.

In this way, we are one step closer to our arrangement.

What seemed impossible before seems to have turned around now.

Mr. Xun was greatly relieved and full of expectations and said:

"You should take a good rest, and when your consciousness is no longer a problem, come to me again, and I will teach you the formation of the Eighteen Marks..."

Mo Hua shook his head, "It's not the Eighteen Patterns."

Mr. Xun was startled.

"I accidentally broke through a little more..." Mo Hua whispered, "Now I have nineteen lines..."

nineteen……

Mr. Xun felt his chest was suffocating and he almost couldn't breathe.

Nineteen patterns of divine consciousness?

From seventeen to nineteen, breaking two realms in one breath? !

Mr. Xun took a deep breath, his eyes filled with disbelief.

My cultivation has just reached the middle stage of foundation building, and my spiritual consciousness has already reached a level that is close to the peak of foundation building?

That boy named Zhuang...where on earth did he find such a humble disciple, but with such "unbelievable" spiritual abilities?

Thank you to boss pharcyde for the reward~

With tears in my eyes I owe more.

(.)

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An ordinary country boy was lucky enough to embark on a journey to immortality.

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