Asking about longevity

At the same time, in the Elders' Room of Qiandao Sect.

Mr. Tu, who was wearing the guise of "Elder Shen", finished a day's teaching and returned to the room. He activated the Shinto formation to block the perception of others, and then sat alone at the desk, staring at a goat horn on the table with a pious look.

The dim candlelight shone on his gloomy face, looking eerie and terrifying.

"Mohua..."

Mr. Tu whispered the name and frowned.

"Where did this person come from?"

"Why? I clearly heard this name for the first time, but I feel very familiar with it?"

"What is the origin of this kid?"

Mr. Tu took out a dagger, cut his finger, dripped blood on the goat bone, and prayed silently in his heart.

After a while, a blood shadow of a goat horn appeared in the cause and effect, and followed the cause and effect to trace back to the past of the two words "Mohua".

His real name, his origin, his parents, his past...

But before he could get a glimpse of the truth, there was the Taixu meaning, flowing smoothly, the Yin and Yang, like swimming fish, interlocking with each other, sealing the cycle of cause and effect, blocking the sheep horn blood shadow outside of cause and effect, and sealing all the truth.

Mr. Tu frowned.

"Such a strong Yin and Yang Tianji power..."

"Taixu Sect, there are still such ancient Tianji treasures..."

He wanted to try to break through the two-yi locks by force, but after a slight hesitation, he gave up.

"Without borrowing the power of the Lord God, setting up an altar and casting spells, and using a large number of sacrifices as a medium, this Tianji lock cannot be broken..."

"Besides, it's not time to show the truth, so don't make a big fuss."

Mr. Tu gave up the idea of ​​spying.

But he always had a feeling that this array demon named "Mohua" was definitely not an ordinary person.

It is very likely that it is related to the fierce god of Taixu Sect.

Mr. Tu wiped the blood on his fingers, pondered for a moment, and his pupils suddenly shook.

"Yes... the consciousness is beyond the level!"

"For ordinary cultivators, the consciousness is restricted by the Great Dao, and there is no way to practice, so it is impossible to surpass the level."

"This evildoer must have been blessed by the 'evil god' and borrowed the evil god's divine thoughts, which enabled his consciousness to surpass more than three levels. In the middle stage of foundation building, he can draw the formation of the peak of foundation building..."

"These consciousnesses are not his, but he prayed to the 'evil god' and received the reward from the evil god!"

"In other words, this kid is a 'god-favored person' like me."

"No, his level of god-favored person is far above me. It is even very likely that he is a 'companion' selected by Taixu evil god since childhood, who is qualified to walk with the gods, and is a true 'god servant'."

Mr. Tu was both envious and jealous.

His status in the Great Wilderness Lord God system that he believed in was far inferior to that of this kid named Mo Hua.

Although he was also favored by the Lord of God, it was only the most ordinary favor.

Unlike this little ghost, he can have a super-three-level spiritual consciousness, which is almost equivalent to receiving the highest "blessing" from the gods.

However, in this way, his talent for formations is not so shocking.

"It's just a lucky little ghost who is favored by the 'god'. With the blessing of the evil god and the bonus of divine consciousness, he got the first place in the formation..."

Mr. Tu sneered.

Moreover, in a sense, this is also a good thing.

This dreaded Taixu evil god finally "turned from darkness to light" and began to show his feet.

His core "believers" also began to be exposed.

"We must seize the time..."

While Taixu evil god is being parasitized by the god's fetus, all plans must be advanced...

When thinking of this, Mr. Tu felt heartbroken again.

The price paid for calculating this evil god is too high...

A large number of carefully nurtured demons were stolen by this evil god and controlled to die, and none of them survived.

On the blood oath list, those minions of the Lord of God who had been raised for so long were all wiped out by this evil god by some unknown means.

These minions were the hard work of Mr. Tu.

He relied on the title of the elder of the Qiandao Sect to make friends everywhere, look for candidates, and secretly developed for so many years to cultivate such a large number of "minions" of the evil god who were deeply rooted in the Ganxuezhou world and connected with each other. They not only had a sect background and were protected by the Daoting Division, but also could wander in the dark and commit many sins.

These minions can provide sacrifices for the Lord of God.

Their own sins are also the best sacrifices for the Lord of God.

Originally, everything was developing according to plan, but in the past few years, these minions were either captured or killed, and a large number of them were lost.

Now, they have been wiped out from the root, without a single one left.

Mr. Tu's heart was bleeding, and he had a strong fear.

Taixu Sect and this fierce god are likely to be the biggest stumbling blocks in the Lord God's revival plan.

Mr. Tu's eyes slightly condensed, and his expression looked a little ferocious and distorted in the night.

"But it doesn't matter..."

"There are only a few chess pieces left in the foundation-building game, so I lost."

"In that case, let's play the game above the golden elixir..."

"Planning for the big plan, don't waste your life. It's time to use these assets..."

"The day when the Lord God wakes up is also coming..."

Mr. Tu's figure was gradually shrouded in shadows, like a demon that chooses people to devour.

...

In the Qiandao Sect, the secrets of heaven are quietly corrupting.

In the Ganxuezhou realm, shadows are constantly floating.

And the waves caused by ink painting at the Dao Discussion Conference are far from stopping.

I don’t know how many thousands of miles away there are.

Daozhou, Tianshu Pavilion.

The old man with gray hair and beard was sitting on the high pavilion, dozing off in front of a chessboard, seemingly asleep but not asleep, seemingly awake but not yet awake.

Like an ordinary old man who is mentally exhausted due to old age and often feels trapped.

A disciple quietly walked into the room, not daring to disturb Mr. Ge. Instead, he respectfully placed a jade slip on the table, then bowed and quietly retreated.

Jade slips are placed on the table.

There was silence.

Amidst the dense aroma, Mr. Ge was still dozing off.

After an unknown amount of time, Mr. Ge slowly opened his eyes, as if he had woken up. He turned his head and saw the jade slip placed on the table, and took it and took a look.

After just one glance, Mr. Ge paused.

"Qian Xuezhou Boundary, No. 1 in Formation Discussion, Taixu Sect Ink Painting, Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment, Nineteen Patterns of Divine Sense..."

Mr. Ge's sleepiness disappeared in an instant, he could not help but perk up, and slowly mused:

"In the middle stage of foundation building, nineteen lines, this is a strange thing..."

"Did he repair it himself? Or did he borrow it from something?"

"How did you cultivate it yourself? If you borrowed it, where did you borrow it from?"

Mr. Ge suddenly became interested.

Qianxue discusses Taoism, which is held every three years, and there is a "leader" every three years.

This leader may be highly respected by ordinary monks.

But in Daozhou, in Tianshu Pavilion, especially in the eyes of this "pavilion elder" who has lived for an unknown period of time, it is a bit "tasteless".

Although he is a genius, there are such geniuses in every generation.

Talent is indeed unique, but self-interest is also the same as ordinary people.

If you watch too much, it will become boring.

But even so, it is indeed extraordinary for his spiritual consciousness to exceed the limit and go beyond the third level.

He, the pavilion elder, seems to have never seen him before.

"Let me do the math..."

Mr. Ge excitedly stretched out his hand. As soon as he twisted his fingers, he was stunned. Then he felt unhappy and frowned:

"Taixu Liangyi Lock? When did you become so generous..."

"When I lent it to me for a look, I was reluctant to part with it..."

Mr. Ge felt sour in his heart.

Then he became more curious.

"Liang Yisuo is willing to give up, I'm afraid the cause and effect is not small."

If you don't pry into the details, you can reveal the secret lock, and even if you feel it a little bit, Taixu Sect won't know.

The elder Ge now performed a more formal hand gesture, but after a moment of calculation, he paused again. There was already a hint of astonishment on his pale face:

"This...how many layers of 'vest' are there?"

Why are the ingredients of Tianji so complicated?

Moreover, there are actually a few strands of cause and effect that feel familiar to me?

There are even some causes and effects that make him, the pavilion elder, feel afraid...

Mr. Ge looked surprised and a little unbelievable.

After a while, he slowly put down the half-finished hand gesture and stopped counting. Instead, he looked at the name on the jade slip, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"Ink painting..."

"I remember."

Then he murmured:

"However, the leader of the array... this way..."

The veteran Ge's pale gaze turned to the chessboard in front of him.

On the chessboard, a large number of chess pieces are intertwined, black and white mixed, and it is difficult to separate them.

"...has the situation changed again?"

Mr. Ge stared at the chessboard, and suddenly he saw three delicate dragons on the chessboard, with a faint appearance of fusion. He couldn't help but look slightly sluggish, and slowly sat upright and murmured:

"No way..."

…

Inside the Taixu Gate.

With the elder in the middle, the head of Taixu said to Mr. Xun: "Tai'amen and Chongxumen have been determined to lose their eight gates."

"The previous worries are correct. Tai'amen's 'Forged Sword' and Chongxu Sect's 'Sword Qi' are not pure enough and do not meet the standards of the Twelve Flows. In addition, the four major sects are obstructing them. Therefore, among the Twelve Flows, There is no place for them.”

"Tai'amen and Chongxumen will probably fall into the Qianxuebaimen..."

Head Taixu sighed in his heart, and then felt a little thankful.

If Mo Hua hadn't suddenly appeared out of nowhere and won the first place in the discussion formation with the qualifications of a monster, the situation of Taixu Sect might not be much better.

And, that's not all.

The head of Taixu sighed: "There are already many disciples of the Tai'a and Chongxu families who are preparing to withdraw."

Mr. Xun frowned, "Back out?"

"Yes," said the head of Taixu, "Children from aristocratic families who join the Tai'a Chongxu sect will be awarded the title of 'Eight Gates'. Now the rankings of these two sects have slipped and will soon be lost among the hundreds of Qianxue sects. Among them, these children of extraordinary families will naturally look for higher places..."

This is how the family behaves, cold and snobbish.

Even if these disciples do not want to quit, their parents and elders will force them to quit the clan.

Mr. Xun nodded and asked, "What about the elder? No one wants to retreat?"

The head of Taixu said: "At the elder level, things are better so far. After all, they are all dependent on the mountain and get the sect's salary. There are also some who are closely tied to the interests of the sect, and it is difficult to jump off the ship even if they want to. "

"But this is only for now, it will be hard to say later."

"At least a large number of Keqing elders will resign. Some neutral elders are probably also secretly looking for new homes..."

Head Taixu shook his head, "The sect is reorganizing and sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you take this step back, it will be difficult to climb up in this turbulent current."

"What's more, a group of core disciples have left, a group of elders have left, and the titles of the Eight Gates will no longer exist, and the quality of the disciples recruited will also decline. This is almost a deadlock. Tai'amen and Chongxumen will probably not be able to do so again in the future. It’s hard to look up…”

The head of Taixu spoke with emotion and some sympathy.

Mr. Xun nodded and said, "Okay."

Head Taixu almost thought he heard wrongly, "Okay?"

Mr. Xun nodded, "Very good."

The head of Taixu was stunned.

Aren't the three gates from the same origin, the same Qi connecting the branches?

What's going on, Ancestor, are you still gloating over misfortune?

Old Mr.

"These two families have quite strong bones. If they can take a breath, they are not so easy to talk to."

Master Taixu thought for a moment, and his heart suddenly jumped, "Ancestor, you don't know how to..."

Mr. Xun shook his head, "Let's take a look at the situation and don't say anything yet."

The head of Taixu could only nod, and couldn't help but admire him. The ancestor was indeed an ancestor. Not only did he have far-sighted thinking, deep planning, and courage, but he also had an unimaginable appetite...

Of course, this matter is not that simple.

The resistance in all aspects is huge, and there are still many things that need to be planned.

Old Mr.

Head Taixu nodded, "It's about Mo Hua."

"Mo Hua? What's wrong with him?" Mr. Xun looked serious.

The head of Taixu was silent for a moment and asked: "Ancestor, do you know how many achievements this child has now?"

Mr. Xun was startled, "How much? Tens of thousands?"

"Four hundred and eighty-six thousand nine hundred and twelve points..."

The head of Taixu reported an extremely astonishing amount.

Mr. Xun was surprised, "How much? Four hundred and eighty thousand? Why is it so much?"

The head of Taixu said bitterly: "Before, I promised that if I win the ranking in the Tao Discussion Conference, I will be rewarded with four times the merit."

"At that time, the Taixu Sect was in danger, and all we could do was to sink the boat, but I didn't expect that this kid Mo Hua would suddenly appear and get the first place in the exam astonishingly..."

"The meritorious service of the Taoist leader was already extremely rich. Now it has been quadrupled. In addition, he also had many meritorious deeds. When added up, it is terrifying..."

When he went to check his merits, he almost thought he was blind when he saw the number of Mo Hua.

Which sect's disciples, who are only in the middle stage of foundation building, can earn 480,000 meritorious deeds?

Four hundred and eighty thousand...

Head Taixu said silently: "Based on his current achievements, if he saves for another year or two, he may be able to directly enter the inner sect and become an 'elder' before he graduates."

Even Mr. Xun took a breath.

His mind was all focused on the formation, and he completely forgot about the balance of "merit points".

If you are not careful, you will give this child too much.

The key is, it can’t be taken back yet.

How can any ancestor deduct merit points from his own disciples?

Mr. Xun thought for a moment and said slowly: "It doesn't matter, just don't show it to him."

The head of Taixu was startled, "Don't you want to show it to him?"

He has the Taixu Order in his hand, why don't you show it to him?

Mr. Xun said: "Don't show so much. Hide a few digits and only show ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine."

"If there are too many, don't deduct it, but don't show it to him. If he wants to ask, just tell him that his merit points exceed the sect's authority. Just don't tell him the specific amount."

"If you say a few nice words and praise him, once the child is happy, he will definitely not dig into the details."

"Anyway, he has always had a lot of meritorious deeds, and he can't use them all. He won't get entangled."

The head of Taixu nodded numbly, but also felt a little worried, "Is this... really possible?"

"Don't worry." Mr. Xun said.

He still doesn't know what the character of Mo Hua is.

And, that's not a bad thing.

I didn't deduct his merits, I just didn't tell him for the time being to prevent him from becoming proud and neglectful because of his too many merits.

Head Taixu nodded.

It's just that his heart is somewhat complicated.

It feels a little bad for them, an ancestor and a sect leader, to work together to deceive Mo Hua, a young disciple...

…

The disciple is in the middle.

Mo Hua also frowned.

He had a vague premonition:

"Someone is trying to trick me?"

But after he thought about it carefully for a moment, he didn't feel any malice, and there didn't seem to be any danger, so he didn't care.

The most important thing is that during these days, his premonitions about cause and effect have been frequently triggered.

It seems that many people are secretly counting themselves.

He even felt that an "old grandfather" with unknown age, unfathomable aura, and terrifying karma looked at him with interest.

Of course, this premonition only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace.

Nothing else happened after that.

As time went by, I didn't pay much attention to the ink painting.

But because there were so many people spying on him, Mo Hua inevitably felt wary.

Therefore, during this period of time, he has been following Mr. Xun's instructions, staying in Taixu Sect, practicing and learning formations with peace of mind, and not going anywhere.

At this time he was writing a letter.

This letter is for Elder Zheng.

Elder Zheng asked Zheng Fang to send a message to Mo Hua, saying that his journey to Yundu had been delayed, and he was expected to stay at the border of Qianxue Prefecture for several months.

In terms of formations, if Mo Hua has anything he wants to ask or learn, he can go to him.

Mo Hua was overjoyed.

But he couldn't go out, and couldn't ask Elder Zheng for advice in person, so he could only write letters, write down his doubts in the "Yuanci", or the orthodox "Leici" formation, and ask Elder Zheng for advice.

Famous teachers are rare.

Famous teachers who are willing to teach you are even more precious.

Mo Hua cherishes this opportunity very much.

After writing the letter, Mo Hua handed the letter to Zheng Fang and asked him to pass it on to Elder Zheng.

After that, he went to class normally.

All the Taixu Sect disciples he met along the way were surprised and happy to see Mo Hua. Some called him "little senior brother", and some called him "Mo Junior Brother", and greeted him one after another.

Now the entire Taixu Sect, from top to bottom, is real, and almost no one doesn't know Mo Hua.

The first in formation, the leader of formation.

Not to mention the conditions of mid-stage foundation building and super-level spiritual consciousness, the identity of a "leader" in formation is also unique in the history of Taixu Sect.

-Because Taixu Sect is not good at "formation".

Moreover, because Mo Hua is the best in formation, Taixu Sect directly ranks among the top three of the "eight major sects", and all Taixu disciples also "increase in value".

Even if he goes out to brag, he will be proud.

Mo Hua is now like a "lucky cat", and everyone who sees him is smiling.

And it's not just that.

Since Mo Hua became famous, even if he stayed in Taixu Sect, there were "visiting cards" and "visiting gifts" sent to Taixu Sect every day.

These visiting cards and gifts were sent by other families and sects.

Some wanted to visit, some invited to a party, some wanted to make friends, some wanted to get married, and some even poached.

Most of them were rejected by Mo Hua.

Gifts should be exchanged.

There is no such thing as taking benefits only in this world.

If you accept a gift from someone now, it means you owe them a favor, and you will have to pay it back in the future.

Mo Hua is not greedy, nor is he stupid.

But having said that, Mo Hua still accepts gifts from a few families.

For example, the Gu family.

He often goes to the Gu family for meals, and has a good relationship with many elders and disciples of the Gu family, so he has to give face to the Gu family.

The Shangguan family and the Wen family also sent gifts.

Mo Hua thought about it and refused to accept them.

Sure enough, a few days later, Wen Renwan, on behalf of the heads of the two families, came to Taixu Gate to give Mo Hua a gift.

Only then did Mo Hua accept the gift.

Wen Renwan himself gave Mo Hua a lot of things and cared for Mo Hua very much.

Then she looked at Mo Hua silently, with both relief and gratitude in her beautiful eyes.

She really didn't expect that Mo Hua, this child, would give her such a great good fortune.

Now her position in the Shangguan family is almost the same level as that of Elder Shangguan Wang, who is in the Yuhua realm.

Wenren Wan was filled with emotion.

Then she gave Mo Hua a detailed instruction before reluctantly leaving Taixu Gate.

Mo Hua also personally sent Wenren Wan to the mountain gate.

Mo Hua also accepted some gifts from other forces depending on the situation.

And many aristocratic sects, even if Mo Hua did not accept them, still repeatedly showed goodwill to him and sent gifts to Taixu Gate.

With so much fame and fortune, and wealth and honor coming to the door.

Mo Hua was inevitably a little high-spirited.

But after a while, he realized that this was not good.

These were not what he really wanted.

What a cultivator cultivates is "truth" and what he seeks is "Tao".

You cannot lose your normal mind because of fame and fortune, and let these impetuousness and comfort corrode your Tao heart.

What I want to pursue in the end is the mystery of the formation, the law of heaven and earth, the truth that sees through all falsehoods, and the road to longevity.

Only in this way can I change yin and yang, go against life and death, peek into the secrets of heaven, control cause and effect, survive all disasters, and become an immortal.

Fame and fortune may not really be a good thing.

If I indulge in it, I will inevitably become lazy, and thus step away from the real "road".

Considering from another angle, this is actually a test.

Not only will suffering sharpen the heart of Tao, but fame and fortune and the temptation of wealth are also a kind of tempering of the heart of Tao.

Don't sink because of suffering, don't get lost because of fame and fortune.

Don't lose or forget, and stick to your heart.

Without indifference, you can't clarify your ambition, and without tranquility, you can't go far.

No matter how the external things change, whether the circumstances are smooth or adverse, you are still yourself.

Mo Hua was stunned, and then his expression suddenly realized.

He just felt that his slightly impetuous state of mind before slowly settled down.

His Dao heart, washed away a little bit of the lead, became clearer and more resolute.

"The first place in the array discussion, the champion of the array, are all things of the past, nothing, what cultivators should pursue is a higher path!"

Mo Hua nodded, silently in his heart.

Then he calmed down and continued to practice and learn arrays as usual.

Mr. Xun saw all this.

He originally thought that he would let Mo Hua "indulge" for some time before urging him to learn arrays.

After all, at a young age, he won the championship, became famous, and was praised by all parties. He should have some days of willful and casual life.

But unexpectedly, not long after, Mo Hua began to study arrays day and night as usual.

His eyes were clear and his temperament was calm, almost the same as usual.

It was as if he had never participated in any array discussion conference, never overwhelmed the four major sects, never won the champion of the array, and did not have so much fame.

From the beginning to the end, he was just an ordinary disciple of the sect who was obsessed with formations and devoted to seeking the truth...

Mr. Xun was stunned for a long time, his pupils trembling slightly, and suddenly remembered the eight words left by the ancestors of Taixu Sect:

"The heart of Tao is natural, return to simplicity and nature..."

Mr. Xun silently recited these eight words, looking at the ink painting that was focused and as pure as a "child", and an inexplicable shock surged in his heart.