Asking about longevity

Just one look at you and he almost killed you?

Shen Qingsheng held his breath in his throat, and his chest was so clogged that he couldn't say a word.

Shen Shouxing glanced at him with disappointment, and then said solemnly: "Tell me honestly, did you secretly learn something behind my back?"

It was impossible for Shen Shouxing to believe that someone could kill someone just by looking at him.

Mo Hua is in the late stage of foundation building, and his son is also in the late stage of foundation building.

The two have similar cultivation levels, and even in terms of spiritual roots, spiritual power, martial arts and Taoism, his son is better.

How could he lose his mind, babble madly, and lose his moral integrity after just one look?

It is impossible for a foundation-building monk to have such a method.

There is a high probability that it is his son's own problem.

Shen Shouxing took a deep look at his son.

He is too busy on weekdays.

Being in a high-ranking position, one already has a lot of things to do, and every move is watched by others. Not to mention going one step further, or even just wanting to protect one's own interests, one has to work hard and has no time to care about others.

He couldn't keep an eye on his son and didn't know what he did on a daily basis.

But how could he not know the dandy habits of the children of the aristocratic family?

Thinking of that "obsessed" appearance, Shen Shouxing really doubted whether his son, in order to seek excitement, had practiced some shady Taoism, so that when he did it, his meridians suddenly became confused and his mind went crazy.

This kind of thing is taboo!

It would be okay if he was not exposed, but once he is exposed and noticed by others, his son will be useless.

Not to mention being expelled from the sect, in more serious cases, one may even have their family tree wiped out, or even be thrown into a Taoist prison.

In this way, his only son was sentenced to "death".

The foundation he had worked hard for so many years had no one to inherit or pass on, and in the end it all went to waste.

Shen Shouxing's eyes became more and more severe.

Shen Qingsheng's face was pale and his eyes were panicked, "Dad, I didn't...Dad, I am your son, how could you not believe me and believe that little bastard's nonsense?"

Shen Shouxing said angrily: "Shut up, don't say anything rude again! Little bastard, little bastard, do you know who he is?"

"Isn't he just an ordinary disciple of Taixu Sect?"

Shen Shouxing sneered, "The leader of the formation path, favored by the ancestor, is he also an ordinary disciple?"

Shen Qingsheng looked dissatisfied and sneered, "What is the leader of the formation? That's because he was lucky. An ancestor gave him a backdoor. If not, how could he win over my senior brothers from the Qian Dao Sect when he was in the middle stage of foundation building?"

Shen Shouxing scolded: "Then why don't you have good luck? Why don't you get a formation leader?"

"I..." Shen Qingsheng hesitated, then frowned, "If an ancestor lifts me up and gives me a back door to become the leader of the formation, what's the problem?"

Shen Shouxing took a deep breath.

This son is really wasted.

I have been pampered and arrogant since I was a child. Everything comes too easily, so I don’t know how to cherish it at all.

Because I have never really struggled, I look down on other people's efforts and cannot see their strength.

Shen Shouxing sighed and didn't bother to say anything more. He only warned sternly: "I don't care about other things, but you must never provoke that ink painting again."

"Dad! He..."

"Shut up!"

"Dad!" Shen Qingsheng was dissatisfied, "We are the Shen family, hereditary Qian Dao Sect, and only the Taixu Sect, what should we be afraid of?"

Shen Shouxing said sternly: "We are the Shen family, but the Shen family is not ours. The Qiandao Sect is hereditary, but you are just a disciple of the Qiandao Sect."

"Where do you have the courage to look down on Taixu Sect, one of the eight gates? How dare you disrespect their ancestors?"

"It's really... I don't know the heights of the world!"

Shen Qingsheng looked disdainful, obviously not hearing a word, and secretly said:

"This boy from the Taixu Sect has a problem with Mr. Lin. He won't give Mr. Lin face, so I have to show him some shame."

Shen Shouxing said: "I sent you to Mr. Lin so that you can rely on his status to make connections and climb up the ladder step by step."

"Master Lin, that is the real master. Don't think that you are really the same kind of people."

Shen Qingsheng looked unruly and said nothing.

Shen Shouxing was too lazy to say any more, "That's all I have to say, you are not allowed to offend Taixu Sect's ink paintings again, otherwise I will put you in solitary confinement and stop your spiritual stone expenses for three months."

Shen Qingsheng was anxious, "Dad, I am your biological son! If you don't want to help me, why are you turning your elbows outward to protect that little..."

Shen Shouxing's eyebrows changed, not angry but powerful.

Shen Qingsheng knew that his father was really angry, so he didn't dare to say anything more immediately, but he also had a stubborn look on his face.

Shen Shouxing sighed and waved his hand, "Go down."

"Yes..." Shen Qingsheng curtly saluted and then withdrew.

Shen Shouxing looked at Shen Qingsheng's back and frowned. When Shen Qingsheng left, he waved to a close aide and ordered:

"Go and keep an eye on him, don't let him mess around."

"Yes, elder."

The confidant took the order and went down.

Shen Shouxing stood in the gorgeous but empty study room, feeling that everything was complicated but his heart was empty.

"I have worked so hard to get to this point. I don't know how much I have paid, how much humiliation I have endured, and I don't know how much I have sacrificed..."

"In the end...what is all this for..."

Shen Shouxing looked lonely and murmured.

…

Taixu Gate.

I practice ink painting as usual, take classes, and draw formations.

When he was free, he sent a letter to Gu Changhuai and asked about Fan Jin.

"Fan Diansi?"

"Well," Mo Hua said, "In the encirclement and suppression of the Demon Sect, he had no merits but also worked hard. He should have made many contributions. Why did Dao Tingsi disagree when he wanted to be transferred horizontally?"

Gu Changhuai did not answer, but asked curiously: "How did you know Fan Diansi?"

It's okay for the various elders of the sect. He is a disciple of the sect and is favored by the ancestor. It's normal to know more.

How come now, he can even recognize a Diansi in a remote place?

Isn't this social ability a bit too much?

Mo Hua said: "We met by chance. We drank tea and had a meal together, and we got to know each other."

Gu Changhuai was silent.

Mo Hua asked again: "Why didn't Dao Tingsi agree to the horizontal transfer?"

Gu Changhuai thought for a moment and said: "I asked, it seems that someone above gave a heads-up."

"Give a heads-up?" Mo Hua pondered, "Give a heads-up to prevent Fan Diansi from being transferred out of Gushan City?"

"It's possible, but there is another possibility..." Gu Changhuai said in a deep voice, "All the existing executives, Diansi and Zhangsi in Gushan City cannot be transferred."

Mo Hua's heart was slightly startled, and he was more and more certain that there was a problem in Gushan City, and it might be a big problem.

"Who gave the heads-up? The Shen family?" Mo Hua asked.

"Not necessarily." Gu Changhuai said.

Mo Hua didn't quite understand, so Gu Changhuai explained for him: "Daotingsi involves the power of Daoting. The people in it are complicated. Sometimes it is difficult to see a person's purpose and position just from the surface."

"Some people are not surnamed Shen, but they may work for the Shen family."

"Some people are surnamed Shen, but they may seek the interests of other families."

"Power is changing, interests are changing, and people's positions are also changing. It's hard to tell the truth from the false."

"Oh..." Mo Hua muttered in his heart.

Uncle Gu looked low in EQ, but he didn't expect to know a lot.

Gu Changhuai asked with some doubts: "Why are you asking these questions? Did Fan Jin ask you to inquire?"

"No, I'm just curious, so I asked you." Mo Hua said.

Gu Changhuai didn't comment.

"By the way, Uncle Gu," Mo Hua thought for a moment and asked again, "What do you think of Fan Diansi?"

"What aspects do you mean?"

"Character and ability, as well as his future in Daotingsi."

Gu Changhuai pondered for a moment and said, "Fan Jin is smart, hardworking, and dares to fight. He has the ability."

"If he were in a noble family, he would naturally do well if he was willing to work hard like him."

"But the problem is that he has a poor background, no one in Daoting, and his own qualifications are average. The skills he practices and the magic weapons he raises are not good enough. If there is no great opportunity, it is probably difficult for him to have any prospects..."

Gu Changhuai's words are very pertinent.

He is a Diansi from a noble family. He has always led by example and has come into contact with many people. He probably knows what kind of people, what kind of fate, and whether there is a way out.

Mo Hua nodded.

"Do you have any other plans?" Gu Changhuai asked Mo Hua.

Based on his understanding of Mo Hua, it is impossible for Mo Hua to be concerned about something for no reason. If he asked, he must have his own calculations.

"Nothing, just..." Mo Hua paused for a moment and thought of a way to say, "Make a good relationship."

In the dining hall, Fan Jin was able to stand up to help him despite the pressure from the Shen family, so Mo Hua naturally accepted his favor.

If others treat him well, he will treat them well.

If others treat him badly, he will treat them badly.

Repay kindness with kindness and repay grievances with justice.

This is the standard of doing things.

Therefore, it is reasonable for him to help Fan Diansi within his ability.

At the same time, Shen Xiuyan's matter with Elder Shen also made Mo Hua understand a little more:

That is, to do more good deeds, accumulate more hidden virtues, make more good relationships, and create more causes and effects.

If Elder Xiu had not helped in Nanyue City and had not met this "good man" of himself, then when he met his uncle, he would probably be really finished.

Therefore, we should create more good causes and reap more good results.

The righteous will have many supporters, while the unrighteous will have few supporters. In this way, if you encounter danger in the future, there will be people willing to help you, so that you will not be alone and at the end of your rope.

The master suffered this loss in the past.

I am the master's last disciple, and I must never suffer the loss that the master suffered again.

Mo Hua took it as a warning.

Gu Changhuai nodded.

The reason of "making good connections" is also reasonable, but he did not understand that there are deep secrets hidden in these three words "Mo Hua".

"By the way," Mo Hua remembered another thing, "Uncle Gu, the leader of the Demon Sect, do you have any clues?"

He still remembered his Four Symbols Azure Dragon Formation Diagram.

Speaking of this, Gu Changhuai frowned, "No, the leader of the Demon Sect seems to have disappeared, and there is no trace of him anywhere..."

Mo Hua also murmured in his heart.

Where can such a big demon hide...

"The Dao Ting Division will investigate this matter, you can practice with peace of mind." Gu Changhuai said as usual.

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

Mo Hua knew that the great demon in the late Jindan stage was indeed not someone he could afford to offend, but the opportunity of the Four Symbols Azure Dragon Formation was with this demon.

He had no choice but to ask and see if there would be any opportunity for him to fish in troubled waters and pick up a loophole.

Of course, this hope was actually very slim.

Moreover, it would become slimmer and slimmer as time went by.

Mo Hua sighed.

"Let's figure out what's going on with Gushan first..."

…

The next day, Mo Hua called Xie Ling.

Xie Ling comes from the Xie family in Genzhou, and his family has passed down the art of Kanyu and the secret formation of Yin and Yang Feng Shui.

As soon as he heard that Mo Hua was looking for him, Xie Ling ran over happily and said enthusiastically, "Senior brother, do you have anything to do with me?"

As a junior disciple, he received a lot of care from Mo Hua. Whether it was bounties, monster hunting, or formation practice, he received Mo Hua's guidance.

Therefore, I really want to reciprocate and be of some help.

Mo Hua said: "I want to ask about tomb robbing."

Xie Ling was immediately shocked, "Senior Brother, do you want to rob the tomb?"

"No," Mo Hua motioned for him to lower his voice, "Daotingsi met a group of tomb robbers, but there are few clues, and I don't know much about tomb robbers, so I came to ask you."

"That's right," Xie Ling nodded, and then said seriously, "Senior brother, let me declare in advance that my Xie family is not a tomb robber."

"Did your parents ask you to say that?" Mo Hua said.

"Yes!" Xie Ling nodded, then immediately reacted and emphasized, "Our Xie family does not rob tombs."

Cultivate the art of Kanyu, identify the energy veins of mountains and rivers, determine life and death tombs, and teach the secret array of Yin and Yang Feng Shui.

On the other hand, it is also most suitable for tomb robbing.

The Xie family may not have done it, but they must deny it to the outside world, otherwise they will be in big trouble.

Mo Hua understood very well and patted Xie Ling on the shoulder, "I know, I just asked about tomb robbing."

After all, Xie Ling had a "family background". After thinking for a moment, he said:

"Tomb robbing... no, it is a skill of Kan Yu. It is broad and profound and involves many categories."

"First of all, you must know how to distinguish the qi of heaven and earth, the intersection of yin and yang, how to see the situation of mountains and rivers, where dragons hide and tigers lurk, so that you can find a place with the best Feng Shui for the monks to bury."

"For burial, the tomb must be repaired."

"There are a lot of things to pay attention to in the cemetery."

"The overall layout, the orientation of the coffin, the killing mechanism, the tomb statue, the pattern of the corpse's dissection...etc."

Xie Ling talked a lot, and then said embarrassedly: "However, I only know a rough idea of ​​these, not a master."

"When I was in my hometown, I was not yet an adult, and my parents didn't let me learn. I just knew something through hearing and seeing..."

"It's already very impressive." Mo Hua praised.

If Xie Ling didn't tell him the knowledge about these tombs, he would be completely blind.

There are specialties in the art industry.

Especially in this kind of monastic family, the knowledge passed down from generation to generation has always been kept secret from outsiders.

Xie Ling was greatly encouraged by the praise and talked a lot like he was pouring beans.

"The layout of the tomb needs to be secretive and strong, which inevitably involves formations."

"With the blessing of these formations, the tomb can last for thousands or even ten thousand years and remain immortal for many years."

"At the same time, by using the formation pattern, we can hide the energy, melt the yin and turn the yang, cover the cause and effect, and make the tomb and the earth merge into one, dormant in the earth's veins for thousands of years without being discovered."

"After all, if a monk's tomb is easily discovered, it will be coveted by others. Unless it is an ancestral tomb in a forbidden area of ​​aristocratic families and guarded by experts, it will only be a matter of time before it is stolen."

"The most important formation in the tomb is undoubtedly the Yin-Yang Feng Shui secret formation. This is the Xie family's secret formation. I haven't learned it yet, and I don't know what the formation diagram is."

"In addition, there are Yin Formation and Earth Formation, which are also very important..."

Mo Hua's heart moved.

Could it be that the Yin Formation is the Yin and Yang Liang Yi Formation?

And the earth formation...is related to the Tao Yun of the earth?

Mo Hua thought silently, with some emotion in his heart.

The world is so big and the formations are infinite. As expected, there are still many new and mysterious formations scattered in the corners of this world that he has never learned or even had little contact with.

It's a pity that Xie Ling's ambition is not in formations. He doesn't know much about these formations, basically just the names.

Mo Hua asked, but he didn't get anything out of it.

However, what Xie Ling said still provided a lot of ideas for Mo Hua.

"Feng shui, mountains, tombs..."

"Reinforce with formations to hide Qi..."

"Gushan, tomb robber..."

"Evil fetus..."

Mo Hua frowned, feeling vaguely that these things should be related in some way.

There aren't really that many coincidences in this world.

There must be cause and effect hidden among coincidences.

It's just that there are too few clues about the cause and effect here, and the ink painting can't see clearly yet.

…

After that, Mo Hua could only continue to practice and take classes.

Two days later, he went to Demon Refining Mountain again.

The selection for the Sword Discussion Conference is still proceeding step by step, and is advancing step by step.

In the past, it was one-on-one competition, but now on the Demon Refining Mountain, the disciples of Taixu Sect have begun to divide into teams and compete five-on-five.

Because it is five versus five, the scene is bigger, spiritual weapons and spells are flying around, the battle is more intense, and the variables are greater. Sometimes the victory or defeat can only be decided by a thought.

But Mo Hua is still watching the show.

Everyone was busy, but he was the only one sitting aside, looking a little deserted.

As he looked at it, Mo Hua silently made some comparisons in his mind.

The strength of the fellow disciples is steadily improving. If they continue to work hard like this, they will probably be even better before the Sword Discussion Conference.

Both his cultivation and Taoism will be stronger than now.

But I can’t do it anymore.

If he did nothing, his "hard power" would not improve at all by the time of the sword-fighting competition.

At most, he would cultivate one or two more cycles of spiritual power, which would not help at all.

Others were getting stronger, but he was standing still.

This was equivalent to him getting weaker.

Mo Hua looked solemn.

Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman should strive for self-improvement.

Since he came to Ganzhou to study, he should forge ahead and strive for self-improvement.

This kind of thing that not only did not make progress, but regressed, must not be allowed to happen.

Mo Hua fell into deep reflection.

A few days later, when it was the ten-day break, he prepared everything, and then he left the sect again with his storage bag on his back, and set out on the road to Gushan City.

...

Elder's Residence.

Xun Ziyou greeted Mr. Xun and sighed, "This kid is running around again."

Mr. Xun frowned, pinched his fingers, looked at the compass in front of him, his eyes deep, and after a moment he said calmly:

"Forget it, a real dragon cannot be raised in a shallow shoal."

"Let him play by himself..."