Asking about longevity

The merger of the three sects is a foregone conclusion, but the specific measures need to be implemented step by step because of their huge size.

The integration between the sects must also be gradual.

At the beginning, it was just the elders teaching each other.

Then, the disciples visited each other to enhance communication.

The disciples of Tai'a Sect and Chongxu Sect went to Taixu Sect for sightseeing and exchange ideas.

And the disciples of Taixu Sect can also visit Tai'a Sect and Chongxu Sect without any obstacles.

Mo Hua naturally followed.

Although Mr. Xun asked him to try not to leave Taixu Sect to avoid being too prominent.

But now that the three sects have merged, Tai'a Sect and Chongxu Sect should also be counted as "Taixu Sect", so strictly speaking, visiting these two sects does not count as leaving Taixu Sect.

Moreover, Mo Hua has never been to Tai'a Sect and Chongxu Sect. He occasionally passes by and just takes a glance.

He really wants to see the scenes inside these two sects.

In this way, Mo Hua followed the disciples of Taixu Sect and went to Tai'a and Chongxu Mountains for a tour.

You don't know until you visit. After this tour, you find that both Tai'a Sect and Chongxu Sect seem to be larger than Taixu Sect.

Especially Tai'a Sect, which is majestic and magnificent, with mountains like blue dragons and extraordinary atmosphere.

Chongxu Sect is not so magnificent, but there are tall towers, cloud eaves like peaks, celadon glazed tiles on the roof, sword energy into the clouds, and magnificent atmosphere.

Add to that the ancient Taixu Sect.

The three sects are of the same lineage, but each has its own merits.

Mo Hua couldn't help but be shocked.

Even, he couldn't help thinking that after being divided into three sects, they can still have such a foundation and can be ranked among the eight major sects.

What kind of majestic atmosphere should the ancient sect have before the three sects split?

I'm afraid it is really a behemoth that dominates one side and is enough to make the Dao Court afraid...

Mo Hua thought with longing.

In this way, he was thinking while walking around the mountain gate.

During this period, Mo Hua also met Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Mu.

The two of them were not opposed to the merger of the three sects.

Because of Mo Hua, Linghu Xiao and the others were already very familiar with the disciples of Taixu Sect, more familiar than the disciples of their own sect.

In addition, Mo Hua, the "young senior brother" of Taixu Sect, saved their lives in Wan Yao Valley, so the three of them were considered to have a life-long friendship.

And once the sects merged, they would be able to follow Mo Hua more openly in the future.

Mo Hua was naturally very happy.

Several people greeted each other and chatted for a long time together.

After chatting, Mo Hua walked around again, and when he was about to leave Tai'a Gate and return to Taixu Mountain, he met Ouyang Feng.

The two naturally chatted for a while.

After chatting for a while and learning some of the situation from Ouyang Feng, Mo Hua was surprised and said:

"Brother Feng, are you going to travel away from the mountain?"

Ouyang Feng nodded and said with some shame: "In the sword competition, I failed to keep the ranking of the eight major sects for Tai'a Sect, and I am ashamed of the expectations of the master."

Mo Hua shook his head and said: "Brother Feng, how can I blame you for this?"

Three stakes make a fence, and three helpers make a hero.

Sword competition is not about formation competition, and it is not possible to turn the tide by one person.

In the Rouge Boat incident, Tai'a Sect almost lost most of its elite disciples and had to face the siege of the four major sects. In such a desperate situation, Brother Feng alone would be useless even if he put his life into it.

For anyone else, this would be a helpless situation.

What's more, Brother Feng himself is not the kind of extreme attack.

He has a deep cultivation, is calm and reliable, and has comprehensive abilities.

He can attack and defend, advance and retreat, help contain, or be responsible for cover, advance as a pioneer, or retreat as the rear guard.

Although he is not outstanding in all aspects and is not the best, he is a "jack of all trades" teammate. He can deal with any situation and make up for any lack.

Because of this, he relies more on the right teammates.

It takes a suitable team and a set of special tactics tailored to fully play the strengths of Senior Brother Feng.

Unfortunately, the elite disciples of Tai'amen have all been lost, and there is no such condition.

The result is obvious. In the sword-fighting conference, Senior Brother Feng alone has to attack and defend, and he has no time to do anything. In the end, it is naturally difficult to do anything well.

Mo Hua felt very sorry.

If Senior Brother Feng is with me, it is not. If he forms a team with me and participates in the sword-fighting conference.

Using the formation, he can improve all his abilities to a higher level. With some teammates to help him, he will be a "hexagonal" warrior, which is definitely enough to compete with the top geniuses of the four major sects.

But, what a pity...

The three sects merged too late.

And Senior Brother Feng was one year older than himself, but they couldn't form a team.

Mo Hua felt very sorry.

"Senior Brother Feng, are you going down the mountain now?"

Ouyang Feng shook his head, "Wait a while, there are still some things to deal with, but..."

He looked at Mo Hua again and praised sincerely:

"I didn't expect that you could beat the four major sects and win the first place in the formation. I often feel that I already know that Junior Brother Mo is outstanding, but I never expected that you are even more incredible than I expected..."

Mo Hua was a little embarrassed by the praise, and waved his hands repeatedly, saying modestly:

"Luck, just a fluke, it's nothing."

Ouyang Feng laughed.

He pondered for a moment, breathed a long sigh of relief, and sighed: "Yes, there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world. I am limited to a corner of work and learning, and my vision and knowledge are not broad enough."

"It's time for me to experience it and see this vast world."

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.

He learned a lot when he traveled with his master.

Practice the Tao for hundreds of years, read thousands of books, and travel thousands of miles.

Sometimes if you don't go out, open your eyes, and look at this vast world, the pattern will inevitably be narrow, and you won't be able to recognize the true Tao.

He also wanted to walk more and see more when he had time.

but……

Mo Hua asked: "Senior Brother Feng, don't you wait until the elixir is formed before you go out?"

"It's too late to travel after forming an elixir." Ouyang Feng said, "No matter whether it's a family or a sect, once you form an elixir, you're considered the 'mainstay', and you have to work at home or in the sect, responsible for affairs, or Now that we are guarding one side, we don’t have much free time.”

"Moreover, in the later stage of foundation building, traveling with Jindan is actually similar. They can only hang out in the second-level state boundary."

"It is actually more dangerous to go to a third-level state border just after being promoted to Jindan, especially a state border where the Taoist court has lax jurisdiction, lax laws, and evil cultivators everywhere."

"Besides, forming pills is not that easy. Most monks will fail many times in forming pills."

"And if you want to form a good-looking golden elixir, you can't rush it. You have to be well prepared and have a good foundation..."

"Is it like laying the foundation of Taoism when refining Qi?" Mo Hua asked.

Ouyang Feng shook his head and said: "It's more difficult than refining Qi. After all, it's pill formation. Even in big aristocratic families and sects, pill formation is a watershed and a big threshold for cultivating Taoism."

“If you advance, the sea and the sky will be brighter, but if you retreat, you may be stuck for a lifetime…”

"Oh..." Mo Hua nodded seriously.

Ouyang Feng looked at the ink paintings, a little worried, and said: "Junior Brother Mo, I have a few words, which may be a bit abrupt..."

Mo Hua nodded: "Senior brother, tell me."

Ouyang Feng said sincerely: "Junior Brother Mo, you should pay more attention to your cultivation. Your spiritual power foundation is still very important."

"Your various methods are endless. Even when I look at it, I am amazed. But your spiritual power is too weak, which is a drawback after all."

"The further you get to the back, the more so."

"Not to mention anything else, even if you participate in the Sword Discussion Conference, you have to go through many fierce battles, which consumes a lot of spiritual power. If your spiritual power is weak and inherently deficient, you will be overstretched after one or two fights."

"When monks fight, sometimes the fight goes all the way to the end. Often the fight is not about the merits of Taoism. The fight is purely about whose spiritual power is deeper. If you have deep spiritual power and can sustain it to the end, you will win. Otherwise, Taoism will win. No matter how strong the law is, it can only lose if it cannot consume others.”

Ouyang Feng understands this very well.

In this sword discussion conference, Tai'amen was at a disadvantage in terms of manpower. In many games, he was "exhausted" of all his spiritual power, and that's why he lost.

"Also, junior brother, have you thought about the magic weapon?" Ouyang Feng asked again.

Mo Hua shook his head and said honestly: "I don't have a good idea yet."

Choosing a natal magic weapon is a tricky issue.

He had no inheritance, no top-quality spiritual weapons, and no time to nurture him since childhood.

Even his exercises are unique, and his system of Taoism is also new. Some of the techniques were even learned by him through "crooked" learning, and there was no precedent for reference.

Therefore, most of Taixu Sect's existing inheritance of natal magic weapons are not suitable for his cultivation and abilities.

When Mo Hua had free time, he also considered this problem, but after much deliberation, he couldn't find a good solution.

In addition, he still has a lot to learn, including swords, formations, and body skills. He doesn't have much free time, so he has to postpone the matter of his natal magic weapon for the time being.

Ouyang Feng said sternly: "Most of the skills of a Golden elixir cultivator depend on the natal magic weapon. Forging a natal magic weapon that cultivates life, integrates spirit and flesh, and is of high quality is almost as important as forging a high-quality golden elixir. ”

"You need to make plans early..."

When Ouyang Feng said this, he laughed and said: "I may be a little too talkative, please don't take offense, junior brother."

Mo Hua shook his head, "No, thank you, Senior Brother Feng."

These words did give him a wake-up call.

Some things need to be put on the agenda earlier, or at least prepared in advance.

Everything will be successful if it is foreseen, and it will be ruined if it is not prepared.

Don't wait until you are about to form the elixir before you have thought about your natal magic weapon.

The two chatted for a while, and then Ouyang Feng took his leave. Before leaving, he asked Mo Hua:

"Xiao Mumu is my only younger brother. He has a dull temperament and is tough but not agile. I have to ask Junior Brother Mo to take good care of him from now on."

Mo Hua said confidently: "Little Mumu will follow me, don't worry, Senior Brother Feng!"

Ouyang Feng couldn't help but smile, then with a solemn expression, he cupped his hands at the ink painting and said:

"I'm traveling here. The road is long and I don't know how many years it will take. Junior Brother Mo, see you in the world."

Mo Hua felt reluctant to give up and said: "Senior Brother Feng, see you in the world!"

The two parted.

In the next few years, Mo Hua never saw his senior brother Ouyang Feng in Taixu Sect again.

Senior Brother Feng should be alone, embarking on the road of wandering and traveling all over the world.

Mo Hua felt sad and could only silently wish him a safe journey...

…

After some time, after several exchanges between disciples, elders preaching, interoperability between the three orders, sharing of achievements... and a series of step-by-step measures, the plan to merge the three sects was also implemented bit by bit.

And the process on Daoting's side has finally come to an end.

As long as the Tianquan Pavilion at the center of Daoting finally stamps and confirms it, the matter will be finalized.

At that time, there will no longer be the three separate Tai'a, Chongxu, and Taixu gates, but only the unified Taixu gate, the main sect of "three mountains and one lineage."

Inside Tianquan Pavilion.

Several bosses were chatting in the attic.

In front of them, there were numerous volumes and piles of jade slips.

These almost include the files of almost all the monastic forces within the nine major states that have reached a certain size, have a certain scale, and have been officially recognized by the Taoist court and have a certain status.

A series of matters such as the designation, demotion, promotion, naming, name change, removal, etc. of these forces are all decided by the monks of Tianquan Pavilion.

Therefore, the Tianquan Pavilion monks have great power and are also extremely busy with affairs.

At this time, several principals of Tianquan Pavilion were discussing the "merger of three sects" of Taixu Sect.

In the middle of the attic, there was an "old man" sitting.

This old man has a dull face, a sluggish expression, and his skin is like rotten wood. He is like a living puppet, mechanically stamping various files.

The several principals below were chatting among themselves, and no one paid any attention to the "old man".

…

"On the border of Qianxue Prefecture, the three sects of Tai'a, Chongxu, and Taixu merged into one sect under the name of 'Taixu Sect'..."

"This matter has been delayed for a long time. Mr. Ge has spoken and it will be completed today."

"But it's all about the aftermath. The higher-ups have already agreed, so we don't need to make any decisions."

"We are just the principals. If we want to make decisions, we are not qualified..."

"At least you have to get through to prison."

"What are you thinking? Prison is just what you want to do. To be honest, for ordinary monks, if they can survive until the end of the main task, don't even think about prison. Even if they endure it, they won't be able to sit still if they don't have the ability. ”

"Our supervisors at Tianquan Pavilion are okay. Unlike Tianshu Pavilion, they are in charge of formations and secrets. They don't have any ability. If I give you the supervisor's position, you don't dare to sit there, otherwise you will definitely fail. Big mold.”

"Tianquan Pavilion is not simple either..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this and concentrate on work."

The attic was silent for a while.

But the work was boring. After a while, someone still said:

"Taixu Sect... By the way, these days, there are really separated sects who are willing to break up and reunite? What are you doing?"

"I can't survive anymore..."

"I heard that Qianxue Zhoujie has been undergoing restructuring recently. There have been frequent changes and fierce competition among sects. It is estimated that they are about to fall out of the Eight Gates, so they have to merge and find a way out."

"No wonder..."

"It's so good. No matter how we change the system, so many things have happened for nothing."

"People die for money, and birds die for food. It's the same with sects. We outsiders can't understand the game here."

"That's true..."

"However, since the three sects merged, why only use 'Taixu Sect' as the name?"

"This is not simple. Taixu Sect is now the most powerful and has the highest ranking. And haven't you heard that Taixu Sect also has a formation monster..."

"evildoer?"

"You haven't heard of it?"

One of the bosses shook his head, "I've been working overtime lately and busy with the war in the Southern Wilderness. I haven't heard about it yet."

Some people also asked: "What kind of monster?"

"You must be ignorant," said the previous leader. "At the Qianxu State Boundary, during the formation discussion conference, a disciple of the Taixu Sect suddenly appeared. In the middle of foundation building, he drew the peak formation of nineteen patterns and won the formation." Tao leader."

"This matter has even spread to our Daozhou..."

"In the middle stage of foundation building, the nineteen-mark formation? Is it fake?"

"impossible……"

"Spiritual consciousness cannot be cultivated. Even if it is innate, it cannot exceed this much. There must be something fishy. I don't believe it..."

"Even our Daozhou, which is the center of the Nine Provinces and has outstanding people, may not have such geniuses..."

"You're bragging a lot."

"Qianxue Zhoujie is so ignorant? Don't you know what it means to have spiritual consciousness beyond the third level? Can you believe such outrageous things?"

"Are the sects in Qianxue State trying to build momentum for the genius and bragging too much?"

"Indeed, I don't believe it either."

Several principals shook their heads.

Someone else said: "However, the examiner of the Formation Discussion Conference came from Tianshu Pavilion in Daozhou. It's okay for you to doubt the Qianxue Sect, but it is impossible to question Tianshu Pavilion, right?"

"That's true..."

"Did you make a mistake?"

"What are you thinking about? Fourth-grade formation masters, they can also make mistakes? They are proficient in formations, I am afraid they have more files than we have reviewed..."

"Then...is there really such a genius?"

"It's hard to say..."

“Speaking of which,” one of the principals asked, “What’s this monster’s name?”

A supervisor pondered: "It seems that the surname is Mo, and the name is... Mo Hua?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the principal shuddered suddenly and turned pale.

Everyone wanted to ask him something else, but it was obvious that they were a little stunned by his appearance, "What's wrong?"

"Why are you so pale?"

The boss was still frightened, and pointed upward, "I feel like this puppet just... glanced at me?"

Everyone looked over and saw the wooden-faced "old man" in the center, still stamping files one after another with stiff movements.

"What are you talking about? This is a puppet, not a person..."

A leader said: "Be careful, what puppet? According to the rules of my Tianquan Pavilion, you should respectfully address me as 'Master Puppet'..."

"There are no outsiders here, why are you so particular?"

"Well, even if you call me Master Puppet, isn't it still a puppet?"

"No, I just felt that this puppet... Master Puppet seemed to look at me..."

"Don't talk nonsense, why did Master Puppet look at you for no reason?"

"This, I..."

"Okay, okay," said an elderly leader, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and do business, and deal with the matter of the merger of the three sects in the school state."

"In the southern wilderness, the war is tense, and the sects are moving frequently. There may be more things to do in a few days, so how can there be any leisure time?"

"Yes..."

"Master Xia is right."

"Finish these trivial matters as soon as possible..."

So everyone quieted down and began to speed up the processing of the documents at hand, and they finished the processing when it was getting dark.

The elderly Xia, the head of the family, respectfully handed the dossier on the merger of the three sects of Taixu to the puppet old man in the main seat.

The old man treated everyone equally and stamped his seal.

But no one noticed that his mouth moved slightly and made a slight "crunch" sound, like... the sound of cracking pine nuts.

...

After Tianquan Pavilion stamped and agreed.

The merger of the three sects was finally implemented.

Taixu Sect was crowded with people at this time.

The disciples of Tai'a Sect and Chongxu Sect, now should be called Tai'a Mountain and Chongxu Mountain, gathered in the Taixu Mountain's big arena to participate in the first sect opening meeting after the merger of the three sects.

Because after the merger of the three sects, Taixu Sect was the leader, so such meetings would be held in Taixu Mountain.

This meeting was very grand.

The disciples of Mount Taia wearing golden robes, the disciples of Mount Chongxu wearing blue robes, and the disciples of Mount Taixu wearing black and white robes gathered together, densely packed, with people moving around, giving the impression of a large sect.

After that, the heads of the three sects also gave routine speeches, urging the disciples to be united and practice diligently.

After the founding ceremony, the new and grand Taixu Sect, which included the three mountains and more than 10,000 disciples, was born.

The next day was the formation class.

Mr. Xun gathered all the disciples of the three mountains who were in the middle stage of foundation building at the dojo of Mount Taixu.

"From now on, I will teach you the formation."

Mr. Xun said in an old voice, "However, I am busy with affairs, so on weekdays, the formations of the disciples of Mount Taia, Chongxu and Taixu will be taught by Mo Hua."

"Mo Hua, come." Mr. Xun waved his hand.

Mo Hua nodded and walked to the center of the dojo.

Mr. Xun said to the disciples in the audience:

"This is Mo Hua. From now on, he is your formation 'young senior brother'. He will teach you formations on my behalf."

"Come, meet your young senior brother..."

All the disciples from Tai'a Mountain and Chongxu Mountain were stunned.

Most of them were not familiar with Mo Hua, but they had heard of Mo Hua's name.

Even many disciples had seen Mo Hua in the formation discussion conference, where he was amazing and brilliant, and won the first place in formation with a crushing attitude.

Although Mo Hua looked young and did not look like a "senior brother", no one dared to question it.

What's more, this was Mr. Xun's order.

So, in the huge dojo, thousands of disciples from three sects bowed in unison at the same time, saying:

"Hello, little brother!"

"Hello, little brother..."

The voices of "little brother" merged into one, just like rivers merging into the ocean, mighty and mighty, shaking Lin Yue, reaching the sky, and echoing for a long time in the ancient Taixu Mountain.

Mo Hua thus became the "little brother" of many disciples after the three sects merged and the three mountains became one.