Chapter 993: Winning Chance

Taixu Hall, three pulse conferences.

After saying this, the head of the Tai is a bit wrong.

He never expected that some people rushed to the ink painting team.

"I'm afraid ... it's not suitable ..." Taixu's palm frowned.

In this way, the plan was even more chaotic.

More importantly, he didn't know the meaning of ink painting.

In case the ink painting team is set, and the person is full. He forcibly stuffed people in, and I am afraid that ink painting will be unhappy.

Ink painting has always been very ruined, and there are ancestors behind it.

He made a decision, and occasionally took into account the mood of ink painting.

The head of the Tai Aya bite in one bite:

"I have this condition, you agree, I have no other opinions on my too much.

"Three pulses are combined, one glory is glorious, and one damage is damaged."

"On the disciple of my sword, I don't have my disciples. How can this do?"

In this team, there is nothing ink painting. The key is Linghu Xiao.

This is the only one, the only "Tianjiao independent seedlings", so in this team, how can a disciple of Tai Amen go in.

This is called a grasshopper on a rope.

Tie must be tied to death.

The head of Taixu was silent. After he thought about it, he slowly said: "This matter ... I think about it."

"This is nature."

The head of Tai Ah is not reluctant.

In terms of swords, we must consider clearly and decide with caution.

Since then, the regular meeting has disappeared.

The three pulses return to the mountain.

Chongxu Mountain, the Houshan Hall.

The head of Chongxu will say everything to Linghu.

"The original arrangement was disrupted. Xiaoer might have to go to the Sword of the Sword with the‘ Hida Evil ’in Taixu Gate."

Linghu's ancestor frowned, "What do you say? Have you asked him?"

Chong Xu's head nodded and sighed, "After asking, he just said in a word, he wanted to paint with ink."

Linghu's ancestor was sore in his heart.

The "baby" that rushed to the virtual door was ran away by too much.

Still voluntary.

The head of Chongxu saw that the ancestor was a bit not a taste, so he said, "Otherwise, I think of a way, persuade Xiao Er, and let him team with my disciples of" Chongxu "."

This time the sword conference was said to be three -pulse, and the three ancestors were one, but each pulse was also in secret.

As long as the disciples who rush to the Xumenmen have performed well at the Sword Conference Conference, the status of "Chongxu" in the Taixu Gate will be higher.

He is the head, even if the three sects are in combination, but priority to seeking interests and status for his own pulse is also a matter of division.

The head of Chongxu followed: "... Although Xiao Er's temperament is cold, it is not a faint person. Will agree ... "

Linghu's ancestor was a little moved.

But after thinking about it, he still shook his head, "Children like Xiaoer, arrogant. Put it properly, he will read your feelings. If he is reluctant, even if he speaks nice, he will have grievances in his heart."

"Don't think he is just a child, just treat him as a fool and tie him with some morals."

"Although he is simple, the intuition is keen."

"Who really knows him, he knows in his heart."

The head of Chongxu thought for a moment and nodded, "The ancestor said very much."

He actually didn't want to do this "wicked".

But sometimes I have to consider.

"That's it ..."

"That's it." Linghu's ancestor sighed, "Too Xu Dao Mo painting, anyway, it is the head of the front, and a team with Xiaoer, it is pretty good. And ..."

Linghu's ancestor thought for a moment and frowned. "This child named" Mo Pain "is full of cleverness everywhere, or the" baby babies "in the eyes of the old ancestors. It is estimated that it is a bit capable. "

He has never seen ink painting by himself, so he can only be inferred according to the general situation.

"Yes." Chongxu headed.

Linghu's ancestor glanced at the head of Chongxu again, and the sound of the loud voice lifted him:

"Since the three pulses have been flowing, the top priority is still in the same boat."

"Zongmen is strong, and then fight for some benefits. If the gate is defeated, the competition is fighting, but it is not interesting."

The head of Chongxu understood the meaning of the ancestor, and immediately said: "The ancestor said very much."

Linghu's ancestor waved gently.

The head of Chongxu retreated.

The hall was cold for a while.

Linghu's ancestor was sitting for a long time, and his eyebrows became heavier.

There is a saying that he didn't say it because it was not very auspicious.

But he was ancestor, standing high, looking far away, he was very clear in his heart.

"If the three sections are in line, if it is defeated again, will there be any 'rushing to the door' in the future, maybe ..."

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On the other side, the head of Taixu also found ink painting.

"Plus?" Mo painting was a little unexpected.

"A Taiyi Mai's Tianjiao," Tai Xu's head, "Tai A's head value you, you must bring your disciples."

The head of Taixu said very well to avoid rejection of Mo Hua's heart.

Ink painting was praised, and it turned out to be a lot of happiness.

"What is the name?"

"Ouyang Xuan." Taixu headed.

"Ouyang Xuan ..."

Ink painting groan for a while.

The name is a bit strange, and it seems that there is no intersection before.

But it is normal to want to come. He is not very familiar with his disciples.

Although the three sects merged, thousands of disciples from the three veins called him "little senior brother", but there were too many people, and he couldn't remember them all.

Moreover, many people only called him on the surface, and they must be dissatisfied in their hearts, and they would be a little distant on weekdays.

"Okay, I'll take him with me." Mo Hua said.

Apart from anything else, he must give face to the head of Tai'a.

Head of Taixu pondered for a moment, and then said:

"This Ouyang Xuan is the most talented and strongest disciple of the Tai'a vein this year, but he seems to have a bad temper and a bit rebellious..."

He wanted Mo Hua to be mentally prepared and not to cause any discord.

Mo Hua said: "Head, don't worry. I don't have a good temper either, and I'm also very rebellious, so we should be able to get along."

Head of Taixu: "..."

"Really... no problem?" Head of Taixu said slowly.

"It's okay," Mo Hua nodded, "I just like people who are 'unruly'."

The head of Taixu was silent for a long time, then sighed: "Okay..."

This matter was settled.

With Ouyang Xuan from Tai'a Sect, Mo Hua's people were all together.

But Mo Hua hasn't seen this "Ouyang Xuan" yet, and doesn't know what his character and cultivation are like, and whether he can cooperate well, so it's hard to make arrangements. He can only consider this issue after meeting him later.

The disciples are in the middle, and in front of Mo Hua, there are full of atlases.

The atlases show mountains, rivers, swamps, dangerous ridges, ruins, caves and other terrains.

These are all given to him by Senior Sister Murong.

These terrains may be encountered in the sword-fighting conference.

In addition, there are various tactical planning maps, formation maps, and spiritual weapon casting maps.

These are some tactical processes he imagined by simulating actual combat.

But despite so many preparations, Mo Hua is still not at ease.

Sword-fighting is different from formation-fighting.

Formation is the area he is most proficient in. No matter who the opponent is, he will not be a bit nervous, especially in Qianxuezhou, compared with the disciples of the sect.

But when it comes to sword fighting, he has no actual combat experience.

Without actual combat, just "watching" is not enough.

Moreover, even if he watched, he only watched one conference - before the reform.

After the reform of the sect, the system and form of sword fighting have changed.

At that time, Mo Hua was preparing for the formation conference, and all his thoughts were on the formation, so he did not go to see it on the spot.

He only heard about the specific changes, but never saw them with his own eyes.

Therefore, his plan lacked verification, and he had no idea whether it would work.

In the sword fighting conference, there are many participating disciples, complex terrain, and changing forms, so there are naturally many variables.

In addition, there are too many geniuses. Even with him, plus Xiaoxiao and others, it is difficult to get the first place.

"The situation is not good, how about... calculating it?"

Mo Hua hesitated for a moment, took out the copper coin, deduced it a little, and soon frowned.

Heavenly secrets are calculated, and "cause" and "effect" are deduced.

Under the current situation, all the planning and preparation he has made, plus the "cause" of the time, place, people and other factors, can't deduce the "effect" he wants, the first in swordplay.

Even the cause and effect are far apart.

This means that the first in swordplay is hopeless.

Mo Hua's eyes are thoughtful.

This is the prediction of "heavenly secrets" and the judgment of cause and effect.

The so-called "heavenly secrets" may be illusory and elusive in the eyes of laymen.

But the longer Mo Hua studies, the more he feels that the essence of heavenly secrets is the gathering of huge causes and effects, and cause and effect is the principle of all things.

It's just that the heavenly secrets are profound, the causes and effects are changeable, and full of variables, which makes it elusive.

But the inner context can be seen.

Only with enough objective "cause" can the desired "result" be finally derived.

This is the perception similar to "heavenly intuition" that Mo Hua, who possesses "heavenly secret calculation", "heavenly secret calculation" and "returning to the source calculation", has concluded through constant contact with objective facts and research on the law of cause and effect.

This is a simple intuition.

But because Mo Hua's consciousness is too strong and his spiritual attainments are too deep, this intuition is more like an "innate" insight.

He doesn't even need to calculate carefully or think carefully. He can realize that his path is not feasible after a little consideration in his mind.

He wants to be the first in sword fighting.

But this "result" is floating in the sky and cannot be touched at all.

Mo Hua sighed slightly.

"It still doesn't work..."

"How can I get the first in array fighting?"

This question has troubled Mo Hua for several days. He even thinks about it while eating and walking.

But the more he thinks about it, the more he falls into a dead end.

His own strength is more constrained.

Although Xiaoxiao is strong, he is only one person.

There are a group of top geniuses in the four major sects.

Take a look at the 6-9 book forum without any mistakes!

As long as you are not blindly confident and look at it objectively, you will find that he has no great hope of winning the first place in sword fighting.

Unless his luck is really amazing.

But luck is illusory and cannot be counted on.

In the grove outside the disciples' residence, Mo Hua finished his class and walked on the path. He was still walking while thinking about this problem.

Even someone greeted him, but he didn't hear it.

"Junior Brother..."

"Junior Brother?"

Mo painting was stunned and returned to God, and found that Xie Ling was calling him.

Xie Ling handed him a few jade slips, "Brother, you said before that you are interested in the monk 'tombs' and the Yin House formation method. I search for some and give it to you."

"Oh ..." Mo painting suddenly.

After the Tomb of Gushan, he felt that the array of tombs, including related common sense, was a shortcoming in his practice experience.

Although I walked from the tomb, there were still many details that I didn't understand.

He was born in Genzhou, and Xie Ling, who passed on the Feng Shui secret method, asked some questions, and asked him to find information for himself.

The vastness of the cultivation world, the life expectancy of the monks, and the learned is limited.

Therefore, we need to communicate with each other and confirm each other, so that the horizons can be widened step by step, and cognition can be improved step by step.

Mo painting has learned a lot from Xie Ling. Now Xie Ling also deliberately prepared some jade and classics for him. Mo painting is even more grateful.

"In the future, if someone bullies you, you will come to me, although you come to me ..."

Ink painting packages.

In other places, he is not good at boasting Haikou.

But in the acre of Taixumen, he was a bit useful to speak.

Xie Ling was somewhat crying, but she was also grateful, "Thank you brother."

The ink paintings collected the jade slips, and planned to look back at the same time, and then went back to the disciples together with Xie Ling.

After chatting on the road, I talked about the sword conference for several months, and Xie Ling's words were full of envy.

Ink painting is a bit curious, "Don't you participate?"

Xie Ling nodded.

"Why?" Mo Hua asked.

Xie Ling said: "I have self -knowledge. From the family inheritance of the elementary school, it is the tomb of Feng Shui. I am not good at fighting with people."

"The qualifications of my upper and lower pink spirit roots may still be ranked in the Xie family of Genzhou. But in this study of the state, I can only be ranked at the end."

"My spiritual root is only the middle and lower." Ink painting.

Xie Ling laughed, "Brother, you are different, although your spirit root is not good, but your formation is very powerful. As for me ..."

Xie Ling sighed, "I am not as good as anyone, and I can also be a cannon fodder.

Mo painting looked at Xie Ling, his expression was slightly paused, and asked:

"Then do you want to participate in the sword?"

Xie Ling was silent.

After a while, he sighed calmly:

"Brother, in this world, some people are destined to be a spectator."

Since it is a spectator, you can only stand aside and watch the "protagonist" shine on the stage.

They only have applauding.

When Xie Ling said this, his expression was very calm.

This is the truth that he has never learned the state of the state, and he has gradually begun to accept this cold reality.

On the sword, the scenery is infinite.

But most people can only sit on the stage as a spectator.

And most people can only be such an audience who is in love with everyone.

Just like him.

Xie Ling's expression was low.

Ink painting was stunned, and he didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

He can speak nicely, but this only good "soup" has no meaning at all.

The two walked to the disciple's residence, and they were separated.

Xie Ling's mentality recovered quickly.

But it was a little envious, a little lost, a little frustrated, a little unwilling, a little helpless.

His unpretentious "ending" disciples have long been used to this taste.

"Brother, talk about swords!" Xie Ling sincerely immersed in Mo.

Ink painting nodded complicatedly.

But in his heart, it was not a taste.

Returning to the disciple's house, Mo painting feels sour in his heart.

In this world, everyone wants to be the protagonist.

No one is willing to obscure.

But disciples like Xie Ling couldn't even have a team, and he didn't know how to compete with others.

They are all children of the world.

But in the realm of the state, they are undoubtedly "bottom" disciples.

Since it is a "bottom", there must be many disciples ...

Ink painting expression was silent.

He sat in front of the table and watched the tactical map of his painting. I don't know how long it took, and his mind flashed.

Ink painting was shocked.

He suddenly realized that his previous thoughts were not right.

He thought before how he should plan to get "the first sword".

This idea is essentially wrong.

Not yourself, you have to go first.

The power of a person is limited.

No matter how strong it is, there is no way to really compete with the top Tianjiao of the four major princes.

What he should do is to launch the whole disciple who is too much, so that they can work hard.

It's not your own team, you have to get the first.

It is too virtual, you have to get the first.

As long as the first prodigal door takes the first, "Omu Hui Spring" falls in the hands of Taixu Gate, that is equivalent to it, falling into his own hands.

Whether you are the first, it doesn't matter at all.

His purpose is just the formation.

"If you want to take the first ..."

Ink painting expression contemplative.

On the sword conference, it is the "tired victory system". Each victory will accumulate a certain point of winning.

Therefore, the essence of the sword conference is actually "Zongmen's Sword".

It is to choose to educate disciples the strongest Zongmen.

It is not selected, the strongest "disciples" in Zongmen.

That is why the sword fight is a team fight, and the winning points will be contributed to the sect according to the winning games.

The original intention of the ancestors of Qianxuezhou to hold the sword fight may be the same.

They want the disciples to work together and contribute to the sect, and use this as a standard to measure the development of the sect.

This is the sect's "sword fight".

But with the development of the cultivation world and the evolution of the sword fight system, this original intention has gradually been forgotten.

The current sword fight is to see whose disciples are more outstanding.

The two seem to be similar, but the meaning is very different.

Although Taixu Sect does not have very "outstanding" disciples now, it has a larger base of disciples after the merger of the three sects.

As long as the bottom disciples win enough, the more points Taixu Sect accumulates, the greater the chance of winning.

Mo Hua remembered the master's advice to him.

The master asked him to be a cultivator who "assists" in killing, so that there will be fewer disputes and he can be invincible.

But the master only said to assist, and did not say how many people to assist.

Assisting one person is assisting.

Assisting a team is assisting.

But assisting an entire class, or even an entire sect, is also "assisting".

"Assisting" the entire Taixu Sect's disciples, mobilizing the greatest force, and the strength of the entire sect to compete for the first place!

Can't leave the junior brothers alone.

It's not strong if you are strong, but if everyone is strong and the sect is strong, it's really strong.

Only in this way can I be considered the real "junior brother" of Taixu Sect!

Mo Hua's eyes became brighter and brighter.

In front of him, a road that contains the secrets of heaven and communicates cause and effect is becoming clearer and clearer.

After thinking about it, Mo Hua immediately began to prepare.

All the tactics, formations, and spiritual weapon plans... were redesigned and improved by him.

The next day, Mo Hua found Cheng Mo:

"Call all the junior brothers over, I have something to say to them."