Asking about longevity

"Ancestor, you can really rest assured————." Xun Ziyou frowned.

He is only in the late stage of foundation building, not in the late stage of golden elixir. It is fine in the second-level state boundary. Once he reaches the third-level state boundary, there are too many dangers.

Especially some situations are truly dangerous, and even he, an elder in the late Golden Core stage, may not be able to grasp them.

Mr. Xun was silent for a moment, sighed slowly, and asked without answering:

"Do you think Mo Hua will stay in my Taixu Sect?"

Xunzi said leisurely, "You mean——-will he enter the inner door?"

Mr. Xun nodded his head.

Xun Ziyou thought for a moment and said: "I think so - he is the leader of the formation. Although his spiritual roots are a bit lacking, his talent for formation is incredible, and he has made many contributions to our Taixu Sect. Because of Qing Yu's Reason, the sect will accept him into the inner sect—"

"The elders of the sect also like this child very much. Mo Hua gets along well with his fellow sects and is very familiar with the elders. If he doesn't enter the Taixu inner sect, how can he go to other sects? ?”

Mr. Xun shook his head, "This child is destined to never stay in Taixu Sect——"

Xun Ziyou was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He just said:

"If you don't enter the inner gate, you will have to travel out and find a way to form elixirs yourself——" Xun Ziyou frowned, feeling deeply worried, "It would be too hard to sleep in the open air. Moreover, I don't know how many dangers I will encounter, not just "danger".

Mr. Xun didn't say anything clearly.

Almost no one in the Taixu Sect knows the true origin of the ink paintings.

And because of the great cause and effect, the crisis he will face in the future will be even more terrifying.

It's so terrible that ordinary people can't even imagine it.

The enemy standing opposite him was also incredibly strong.

"You can protect it for a while, but you can't protect it for a lifetime——"

Mr. Xun sighed deeply: "Some dangers can only be faced and overcome by himself."

“Misfortunes are where blessings depend. In this world, crises and opportunities go hand in hand. Only by overcoming the dangers, going through trials, and facing the most desperate situations can we succeed.

Only by seeking opportunities and moving forward step by step can we truly rise from the ashes and become stronger. "

"Masters, elders, treasures, these are all external, the 'power' given by others. "

"Only by truly relying on one's own knowledge, experience, agility and strength to go through disasters and turn danger into good fortune can one be truly 'strong'."

"Only when a sword is tempered can it have its true edge."

Xun Ziyou looked solemn, and then nodded with deep understanding.

Monks who are pampered often cannot withstand hardships and setbacks. When encountering real disasters, their Taoist hearts will easily be broken.

Ordinary people only admire shallow things like a monk's spiritual roots, blood, family background, and appearance.

I don’t know that what is truly precious to a monk is actually his Taoist heart that has endured hardships and endured hardships.

This kind of Taoist heart is difficult to cultivate without tempering.

"The ancestors have foresight," Xunzi said leisurely, "I don't care what Mo Hua wants to do."

Xun Ziyou stood up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Mr. Xun again.

"stop."

Mr. Xun said: "I didn't ask you to really ignore it."

Xun Ziyou was stunned, "Huh?"

"You can't really just ignore everything."

Mr. Xun said, he thought about it for a while, but he still couldn't bear it.

The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

This is indeed true, but he is from Taixu Sect, and Mo Hua is such a precious disciple. If he really gets hurt by a bump, or someone accidentally dies...

Just thinking about it makes Mr. Xun feel heartbroken.

What's more, unlike other geniuses, Mo Hua doesn't have a talisman of longevity on him.

Without this thing to know everything, there can be no negligence at all.

If something goes wrong, it will be irreversible.

If you want to get it back, it will be too late.

Old Mr.

But Taixumen does not have the hole of "the old man is about to die".

Even if there were, how could someone with no relatives and no connection spend their energy to plant longevity charms for an unrelated child like Mo Hua?

Mr. Xun thought about growing it himself.

But there are only a few Dongxu in Taixu Sect, and he is the only one who is proficient in formations and knows the secrets of heaven.

At this time, at the border of Qianxue State, the sky is dark, a storm is coming, the situation is strange and dangerous.

Many major events still need to be planned by him personally.

His old bones will continue to burn to continue the fire of the sect.

It is impossible to sacrifice one's origins and abandon one's path just for the sake of ink painting to plant this talisman of longevity.

Then we can only think of other ways.

"If Mo Hua goes out to travel, away from Taixumen and Qianzhou, the mountains are high and the rivers are far away. I can't worry about it, and I can't control it even if I want to."

"But at least there should be a back-up near the border of Qianxue State to protect him."

Mr. Xun took out a pure white jade pendant and handed it to Xun Ziyou.

"The Taixu Liangyi Lock is the most precious treasure of my Taixu Sect. It is now hung around Mo Hua's neck to protect his cause and effect."

"This jade pendant matches the Taixu Liangyi Lock and can sense part of his causal energy."

"If this jade pendant is white, it means everything is safe, and there will be no surprises in Mo Hua."

“If it’s light red, there’s a small crisis; if it’s dark red, there’s a big crisis;

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"If it's black," Mr. Xun's eyes darkened, "...that's a sign of death!"

Xun Ziyou looked stern.

Mr. Xun gave him the jade pendant and instructed: "Take this jade pendant and follow him, but don't follow too closely. Let him solve any problems by himself, but if he encounters a life-or-death crisis, you must protect him at all costs."

Xun Ziyou took the jade pendant solemnly, feeling heavy in his heart.

Although it was a third-grade state, if nothing unexpected happened, he, a sword cultivator elder of the Taixu Sect who was in the late Jindan stage, should be able to handle any crisis.

But it's better to be safe than sorry.

If something really went wrong and Mo Hua was in trouble, he couldn't save him in time, and even if he really lost his life afterwards, it would be useless.

"Ancestor, what if it's impossible - I can't protect him?" Xun Ziyou asked with a frown.

Mr. Xun looked solemn, pondered for a moment, and slowly said: "If nothing can be done, you just - crush the Void Sword Order." "

Xun Ziyou's heart jumped.

This is the second time that the ancestor has mentioned the Void Sword Order.

Using the Void Sword Order is enough to show Mo Hua's status in the ancestor.

Or in other words, it is the importance of Mo Hua to Taixu Sect.

But Xun Ziyou is still a little puzzled, "The third-grade state boundary has realm restrictions. Even if you crush the Void Sword Order, you can't break the void...."

"Don't worry about it, I have my own arrangements. "Mr. Xun said lightly.

Xun Ziyou didn't know what the ancestor had arranged, but he didn't dare to ask.

Mr. Xun pinched his fingers slightly, frowned slightly, and said: "It's getting late, you should leave early and follow secretly, you are familiar with this matter-...

After speaking, Mr. Xun added: "Don't be like before, a late Jindan disciple staring at a foundation-building disciple can be seen-...

Xun Ziyou was a little ashamed, "Yes, I will be careful this time-"

Mr. Xun waved his hand, "Go. "

Xun Ziyou took the order and left.

The elders were in the middle, leaving only Mr. Xun.

He looked at the chaotic and disordered Tianji Compass in front of him, frowning, and after a long time, he slowly sighed:

"I can only protect you to this point——·

"Whether the opportunity of this trip is big or small, whether the blessing is good or bad, it depends on you——·

On the mountain road of Ganxuezhou, Mo Hua sat in a carriage and walked towards the desolate Gushan City.

About half a day later, Mo Hua arrived at the dilapidated city of Gushan City, which was built beside the mountain. The mountain rocks were black and the forests were desolate. There was nothing unusual from a distance, but Mo Hua always felt that there was something strange hidden in the mountain.

After entering Gushan City, Mo Hua went to find Shen Xiuyan first.

In a hidden teahouse private room, Shen Xiuyan handed a storage bag to Mo Hua.

"Everything the young master wants is in the bag. But time is urgent and my authority is limited. I only found some things in the corners, and some of them are fragmented and may not be useful. "

Shen Xiuyan whispered to Mo Hua,

Mo Hua took the storage bag, glanced at it, and bowed his hands and said: "Thank you."

"It's good to help you, sir," Shen Xiuyan said, and then with some apology on his face, "I can't stay for long."

He is the elder of the Shen family, and Mo Hua is the prodigy of Taixu Sect.

Although the relationship between the Shen family and Taixu Sect is not as fierce as fire and water, it is still easy to arouse suspicion if someone sees it.

Especially, in a sense, Shen Xiuyan is indeed doing something to "betray" the Shen family.

Once it is discovered, it is impossible to explain it.

Mo Hua also understood this, and he bowed his hands and said: "Elder Xiu, please do as you please, I won't see you off.

Shen Xiuyan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, bowed, and said goodbye.

Mo Hua was the only one left in the teahouse.

Mo Hua thought about it, but did not leave. Instead, he opened the storage bag and drank tea while reading the files that Shen Xiuyan handed to him.

The teahouse was quiet and no one disturbed him.

Mo Hua's spiritual sense was strong, and he was very focused. In just half an hour, he had roughly read through all the files, and then fell into deep thought.

The files recorded the whole process of the Shen family's mining of the Gushan mine, which lasted for hundreds of years and involved all aspects, including the transfer of cultivators, project arrangements, spiritual machinery architecture, spiritual contract regulations, mineral flow, spiritual stone prices, copper mine inventory estimates, and the genealogy of casual cultivators—"

and so on.

It even included several conflicts between the Shen family and casual cultivators.

These files and documents cover a wide range, but relatively speaking, they are very fragmented. They are fragments of some mining events in different time periods over a span of hundreds of years.

Through these, Mo Hua initially had some specific information about the mine. impression.

But the deeper truth could not be excavated, nor could the whole picture be seen.

The only thing that concerned Mo Hua was the "orphans" in Gushan City.

Mo Hua flipped through the files and found that the number of orphans in Gushan City increased sharply during a certain period of time, but there was no record of what happened before and after.

I don't know if it was because of the situation of casual cultivators, no one cared, so no one recorded it specifically.

Or there were records in the files, but they were sealed by the Shen family.

Or... was it directly destroyed?

Mo Hua frowned slightly, and his heart became more and more confused.

"What did the Shen family do in Gushan?"

"Will the Shen family's affairs be related to the evil fetus?"

"A cunning rabbit has three burrows, one mountain, one water, and one person -" - Is there really an evil fetus hidden in Gushan? "

"If it is hidden, then where will this evil fetus be hidden?"

For the rest of the time, Mo Hua carefully flipped through these files, trying to find some clues from them.

But after flipping through them, he found nothing.

Mo Hua then decided to go to the mountain top of Shen's house to have a look in person.

He didn't call Master Gu, but planned to go alone.

He knew the stealth technique, so it was more convenient for him to investigate invisibly. Moreover, he didn't really want to implicate Master Gu.

He has the Taixu Sect as his backer, and here in Gushan City, he has nothing to worry about and can come and go freely.

But Master Gu is different. He has a low status in the Gu family, and he also has to take care of the livelihood of the apprentices in the weapon smelting shop. If he can escape, the monk cannot escape from the temple. If he really goes against the Shen family, he will definitely be sought for revenge. Then there will be trouble. That's big.

The ink painting has also been estimated.

Although Gushan City is a third-grade land, it is a very poor third-grade land.

The golden elixirs that come and go are generally in the early stages.

His movement skills now incorporate the Stealth Technique, the Flooding Water Step, and the Water Shadow Phantom. Facing the monks in the early stages of the Golden Core, even if he cannot defeat them, he can still run away.

Mo Hua thought it over, tidied up a bit, and then disappeared into the lonely mountain alone.

At the same time that Mo Hua entered Gushan, the Shen family in Gushan City and Shen Xiuyan had already got on the carriage and were preparing to return to Xiaolingmen.

He handed over the Shen family files, even some less important files, to Mo Hua, which was regarded as "leaking secrets".

Although it is not a big mistake, it is better to do less than to do more.

When things are done, get out of here early to avoid getting involved.

And, to be honest, when he saw Mo Hua now and thought about his origin, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. He really didn't want to deal with Mo Hua.

Shen Xiuyan drove the car and prepared to return to the clan.

But after the carriage took a few steps, it met a person head-on.

This man has an ordinary appearance but extraordinary momentum. He is dressed as an elder of the Shen family. He is the powerful elder of the Shen family, Shen Shouxing.

"Xiu Yan?" Shen Shouxing said.

Shen Xiuyan had to come out to say hello, "Brother Shouxing."

"Returning to the clan so early?" Shen Shouxing asked.

"There is something wrong with the sect."

Shen Shouxing nodded, and then said, "I have something I want to ask you. Come with me."

Shen Xiuyan felt a little anxious, but Shen Shouxing had a higher level of cultivation and more power than him, so he didn't dare to refuse.

Although the two have some personal relationships, they are from aristocratic families, and friendship cannot outweigh the benefits.

"Okay." Shen Xiuyan said.

The two went to the living room, and someone served tea.

Shen Shouxing stepped back and saw no one around. He was silent for a moment and then said to Shen Xiuyan: "A few years ago, you asked for a hexagram for me?" "

Shen Xiuyan felt comfortable and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought it was something about Mo Hua, but it turned out to be a false alarm——

"That hexagram says," Shen Shouxing frowned, "I will only have one son in this life?"

Shen Xiuyan didn't know why Shen Shouxing mentioned this matter. After thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly understood.

He has lost his "number" and wants to open a new one.

Shen Xiuyan nodded, "Not bad."

"This hexagram cannot be changed?"

Shen Xiuyan pondered for a moment and said: "I requested this hexagram from Xuanji Valley. The elders of Xuanji Valley said that the cause and effect are fixed. This is your fate. Whatever you do and the consequences you get, you can't change it. "

Speaking of this hexagram, there is something strange about it.

Originally, he wanted to ask Old Man Wen to tell this divination.

Old Man Wen came from the Xuanji Valley. He had a treasure on his body called Sancai Yishu Copper Coin. Not only could he predict events like a god, but he could also predict good and bad luck.

Back then, he followed Old Man Wen and Master Yun to Tongxian City, Nanyue City, and Lizhou City.

Along the way, thanks to his calculation method,

But after experiencing that incident and coming back, Old Man Wen was frightened. He said that he was afraid of being involved in strange cause and effect, so he taught himself the art of divination.

Within fifty years, regardless of heaven's secrets or cause and effect, you can survive.

He had no choice but to ask Old Man Wen for a recommendation and asked another elder of Xuanji Valley to do the fortune telling for Shen Shouxing.

At that time, after the Xuanji Valley elder finished calculating Shen Shouxing's hexagram, his face turned livid and he said a lot of unpleasant things.

Shen Xiuyan couldn't tell Shen Shouxing the truth, so he could only use some "cause and effect" type of rhetoric to tell Shen Shouxing.

At the same time, he also told him: He will only have one son in his life.

But this hexagram is just a casual calculation.

Shen Xiuyan and Shen Shouxing actually didn't pay much attention to it at first.

Cause and effect are illusory, and the hexagrams are just hexagrams after all, and they cannot explain anything.

But now, Shen Shouxing really only has one son. He was a Taoist companion on the surface, but he kept so many concubines secretly, and none of them showed signs of pregnancy.

This is a little weird.

But now, his only son Shen Qingsheng is acting mischievously and causing trouble.

Educating people is like planting a tree, but if the tree grows crooked, you can still cut off the remaining branches and straighten them with an axe.

If your son is raised crooked, then he is really crooked, and there really is nothing you can do about it.

After Shen Xiuyan thought about it in his mind, he became somewhat considerate of Shen Shouxing, a powerful elder. "Do you want to do another fortune telling?"

Shen Shouxing nodded, "Thank you, brother Xiuyan."

"Then what if..." Shen Xiuyan considered, "What if the hexagram image is still the same?"

Shen Shouxing frowned, "Then please ask Brother Xiuyan for help and ask if there is a way to 'go against the luck and change your destiny'——"

"Go against the fortune, change the destiny——" Shen Xiuyan muttered again, suddenly lost his mind, nodded and said, "Okay, I will ask for you——

"Thank you!" Shen Shouxing said with cupped hands.

The two of them finished chatting and had nothing else to say.

After Shen Shouxing drank his tea, he was about to get up and leave, but turned around and took a few steps, only to find that Shen Xiuyan was still sitting on the chair, motionless.

Shen Shouxing was a little strange and frowned: "Brother Xiuyan?"

Shen Xiuyan sat numbly, looking a little dazed, as if he didn't hear what he said and lost awareness of everything around him.

"you..

Shen Shouxing's brows furrowed even more tightly.

At this moment, a deep voice sounded, "No need to forget it."

"What?" Shen Shouxing said happily.

Shen Xiuyan slowly raised his head, his eyes were dim with a tinge of gray, "I'll forget it for you... In your life, this is the only son Shen Shouxing who touched Shen Xiuyan's eyes. He lost his focus for a moment, and then his eyes became dim and low. The voice murmured:

"I only have this one son in my life."

Shen Xiuyan's voice was low and strange: "If this son dies, you will have no descendants."

"If this son dies, I will have no descendants." Shen Shouxing repeated the same thing.

And these words, like seeds, took root and sprouted in his heart..."

"I only have this one son in my life."

"If this son dies, I will cut off my descendants—"

"Cut off the descendants and the descendants—·

Shen Shouxing's eyes darkened for a moment, then gradually brightened, and his energy returned. He turned to look at Shen Xiuyan.

Shen Xiuyan was also a little confused, then stood up and cupped his hands and said: "It's getting late, I have to return to the sect."

"Then I won't keep Brother Xiuyan." Shen Shouxing also said.

"Farewell."

"Walk slowly."

The two of them were fine and separated.

Shen Xiuyan got on the carriage, with the clatter of hooves and slow wheels, he left Gushan City and drove towards Xiaolingmen.

The mountains on both sides passed by one by one.

Shen Xiuyan in the car was lost for a moment and suddenly frowned.

"Did I just say something to Shen Shouxing?"

"It seems-" Didn't say anything? Just a quick cup of tea? "

"That's right, I don't have anything to say to him."

“I can’t remember a little bit——.”

Shen Xiuyan shook his head, "Maybe he is too tired, or maybe he has too many dreams and is mentally sleepy————."

During this time, he still occasionally had dreams.

I dreamed of the dark little ruined temple outside Lizhou City.

But this time it's not a nightmare, and he won't wipe his neck with the knife again.

It was just an ordinary dream, and everything in the dream was not so scary, not so dark, not so bloody.

The little ink drawing of the person roasting sweet potatoes in the dream became more and more vivid and vivid.

Shen Xiuyan breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat on the carriage with peace of mind and drove towards Xiaoling Gate.

But at this moment, he didn't realize that in his dream, the figure in the ink painting became more and more distinct, and the figure of the Taoist in the shadow,

It’s becoming clearer and clearer——