Chapter 995 Ouyang Xuan

Mo Hua took a look at the boy in front of him.

Taller than himself.

Stronger than himself.

He held his head higher than himself.

His face was more heroic than himself.

The temperament between his eyebrows and eyes was also more rebellious than himself.

Mo Hua nodded and greeted: "My name is Mo Hua."

Ouyang Xuan, who was wearing a golden Taoist robe, looked at Mo Hua with some indifference and said lightly: "Ouyang Xuan."

His attitude was not good.

It is possible that he saw that Mo Hua was not tall, his cultivation was not deep, and his spiritual power was not strong, so he did not take Mo Hua seriously.

It is also possible that he did not take anyone seriously at all.

It was not targeting Mo Hua alone.

When the head of Taixu saw that the two had finished greeting, he nodded and said:

"From now on, you are teammates in the sword debate. You should work together to fight for a future for both the sect and yourselves."

Mo Hua nodded, "Head, don't worry."

Ouyang Xuan did not speak.

The head of Taixu Sect didn't mind. He smiled and nodded at Mo Hua, then turned and left.

After the head of the sect left, Mo Hua turned around and looked at Ouyang Xuan again.

He was sure that he had never seen this disciple of Tai'a Sect before.

He hadn't seen him in the formation class either. This person was not his "little junior brother".

"Then where did he come from?"

Mo Hua was a little confused.

However, he didn't ask much. It was the first time they met, and he didn't want to ask about other people's backgrounds and privacy.

But everyone was a teammate in the sword debate from then on.

When participating in the sword debate, mutual understanding is very important.

In order to ease the atmosphere and build a good relationship, Mo Hua began to tease Ouyang Xuan to talk.

Saying things like "The weather is nice today", "Do you like to eat chicken legs?", "How did you grow so tall?".

But Ouyang Xuan looked indifferent and ignored him.

Mo Hua was asking for trouble, so he didn't bother to care about him.

He approached Ouyang Xuan for the sake of his own head and Tai'a head, and wanted to take him to play.

If others respect you one foot, you should respect others one yard.

But if others don't respect him, he won't give them a good face.

What's more, Mo Hua is also very busy.

Seeing that Ouyang Xuan still looked arrogant and difficult to get along with.

Mo Hua snorted in his heart, threw him aside, and began to arrange his "little junior brothers" to practice...

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There is a large forest between the outer and inner mountains of Taixu Gate.

This forest is surrounded by formations, which isolates vision and hearing. The mountains inside are rugged and the terrain is complicated.

This is the practice field of Taixu Gate.

It was specially opened up for the sword-fighting conference, and it is used as a venue for disciples to exchange and practice.

Mo Hua didn't plan to participate in the sword-fighting conference seriously before, so he didn't come to this practice field much.

But now he is serious.

Moreover, he wanted to win with his junior brothers, so this training ground must be fully utilized.

According to the terrain of mountains and rivers, the disciples were assigned to teams. Mo Hua arranged his junior brothers, five people in a team, and began to practice tactics and practice in this huge training ground according to the established plan.

The training ground is very large and is also considered an important place in the sect. There are special elders to manage it.

In theory, Mo Hua does not have the authority to allocate and call at will.

But after he occupied the training ground so openly, no one stopped him.

The head of the sect turned a blind eye.

The elders in charge of the training could only acquiesce.

There is no way. Nowadays, the elders in Taixu Sect, as long as they have some qualifications, some background, or some vision, all know who Mo Hua is.

Although he is just an outer disciple, sometimes what he says is more effective than the elders of the true teachings.

So, in the training ground with mountains and rivers crisscrossing and terrain interlaced.

The disciples of Taixu Sect, whether strong or weak, "prodigies" or "lower-level disciples", all began to practice in an organized, tactical, and formation-matched manner according to Mo Hua's plan.

Most of these disciples were only disciples of Taixu Mountain.

There were very few disciples from Tai'a Mountain and Chongxu Mountain.

The three sects had not been together for long, and Mo Hua's reputation had not yet spread to the disciples of the other two mountains.

On weekdays, everyone got along well, and the disciples of Tai'a Mountain and Chongxu Mountain would also call Mo Hua "little senior brother".

But for such a big event as sword fighting, they were unlikely to listen to Mo Hua's orders.

However, it was enough to have disciples from Taixu Mountain at present.

In the training ground, the swords and swords were intertwined for a while, and the momentum was quite huge.

Mo Hua "supervised the battle" on the side, reminding from time to time, pointing out the shortcomings, and giving suggestions for improvement.

The disciples' running-in became more and more tacit.

The use of tactics became more and more well-organized.

Mo Hua felt a little relieved, and then he began to train his team.

The vast number of disciples in the sect are the foundation of the sword debate, and are the "possibility" and "hope" of countless victories.

But on this basis, he also has to work hard.

It is necessary to take two approaches and make two preparations.

A small corner of the training ground.

Mo Hua gathered all the members of his team together.

It was almost the same as he had expected.

He, Linghu Xiao, Cheng Mo, Situ Jian, and Ouyang Xuan, a total of five people.

Linghu Xiao stood with Mo Hua.

He had long thought that one day he would be able to go to the sword debate conference with Mo Hua and lead Mo Hua to kill people everywhere.

Now he has finally got what he wanted.

Cheng Mo and Situ Jian were also very happy.

They had known Mo Hua for a long time, had a deep friendship, and had absolute trust in Mo Hua.

No matter what happened, as long as they followed Mo Hua, their "young senior brother", they felt very safe.

The one who was most out of tune was Ouyang Xuan.

He stood alone, with a cold face and sharp eyes. Although he was only one body away, he seemed to be separated by a cliff, highlighting his "unsociability".

Mo Hua didn't care about his "alienation".

There are contradictions between people.

It is naturally impossible to "get along" after only meeting a few times.

Mo Hua didn't ask Ouyang Xuan to "get along", but only asked him to implement the sword-fighting tactics according to his own purpose.

Mo Hua squatted on the ground and drew a few lines and a few little people on the sand with a branch.

Then he began to explain the basic tactical positions, formations, patterns, variations and purposes to everyone.

Although these are very basic, they are very critical.

The situation of the sword-fighting battle changes rapidly, and sometimes there is no time to command, and it all depends on the tacit understanding between each other.

At the critical moment, the more solid the basic tactics are, the more timely the response can be.

All high-end tactical changes are derived from the most basic cooperation.

After Mo Hua finished speaking, he looked at Ouyang Xuan.

Ouyang Xuan looked indifferent and still didn't say anything.

Mo Hua didn't know if he understood, so he said: "Practice it first."

Then everyone practiced several times according to the tactical positions he had planned before.

Cheng Mo is a "meat shield" and has some offensive capabilities.

Situ Jian assists in the attack to relieve Cheng Mo's pressure.

Linghu Xiao is the main attacker. His swordsmanship is the most powerful, but it takes some time to prepare, and it cannot be disturbed by others and needs others to cover it.

Therefore, Linghu Xiao's position is at the end.

Mo Hua stood beside him to support, observe the situation, coordinate the situation, and respond flexibly.

And Ouyang Xuan...

Mo Hua scanned several times with his spiritual sense, and roughly understood his strength.

Ouyang Xuan's cultivation is very profound, with sword energy overflowing from his body. It is obvious that he is also a sword cultivator, and he has good aptitude and deep attainments in swordsmanship.

His swordsmanship is a little worse than Xiaoxiao, who has a clear sword heart, but his cultivation is deeper than Xiaoxiao.

The headmaster is right. This Ouyang Xuan is indeed a "top genius".

Although he is not the kind of "pentagonal" perfect genius, he is also very strong.

Therefore, Mo Hua let him be a "single soldier". According to the specific situation, he can fight alone or assist.

If he performs well, he can play a big role with his own strength.

If he does not perform well, it will not affect the overall situation.

Everyone worked together for a while.

At the beginning, it was okay. Ouyang Xuan's comprehension was extremely high, and he quickly understood tactics. In addition, he was strong and cooperated well.

But after practicing a few times, Ouyang Xuan became impatient.

Either stand still like a "stone", or be a maverick and be an "eye-cat", or change positions at will according to your own wishes.

Cheng Mo also made mistakes frequently.

Cheng Mo had a bad temper to begin with, and he immediately got angry and asked:

"What do you mean?"

Ouyang Xuan said coldly: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Mo said angrily: "This is to practice tactical formations, why don't you stand in your own position and run around?"

"What formation?" Ouyang Xuan sneered, "Back and forth, it's just these few positions, you can see through it at a glance, what do you need to practice?"

He looked at Cheng Mo sharply, "This kind of low-level tactics, still need to be practiced so many times, the talent is really dull, I really don't know why the head of the sect must let me, with you, such a mediocre team..."

His words were a bit insinuating, and when he spoke, he looked at Mo Hua out of the corner of his eye.

This time Cheng Mo was really angry.

His face turned completely cold, holding two axes, he said in a rough voice: "Why, do you want to fight?"

"Fight?" Ouyang Xuan sneered, "You are worthy?"

Looking at Ouyang Xuan's appearance of asking for a beating, Cheng Mo almost raised his axe to chop him, but finally held back.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Cheng Mo just looked reckless, not really a fool.

The sect rules prohibit disciples from fighting. If he chop down with an axe, it will violate the sect rules and he will be punished.

What's more, Cheng Mo knew in his heart that this was the team of the junior brother, and the junior brother's words counted.

If the junior brother said that he should chop down Ouyang Xuan, even if it would violate the sect rules, he would not hesitate to chop down with an axe.

But now the junior brother didn't speak, although he was angry, he couldn't act rashly.

Linghu Xiao and Situ Jian on the side also looked unkind.

On the contrary, Mo Hua looked calm and thoughtful.

If it were normal, even if Ouyang Xuan had a bad temper and a bad attitude, he would not pay much attention to him.

But it was different now.

This was a team for a sword fight, which concerned the interests of Taixu Sect and the cause and effect of his master.

What he needed was an "obedient" teammate who could follow his wishes 100% and firmly implement the tactics.

He didn't need a "genius" who seemed to have strong talent but had a different heart and would make trouble.

The sword fight was imminent, and time was precious.

Mo Hua didn't want to waste too much time on Ouyang Xuan.

Sometimes, you have to be a little ruthless.

Mo Hua glanced at Ouyang Xuan and said lightly: "Come with me."

After speaking, ink painting turned and walked towards the small woods aside.

Ouyang Xuan frowned and looked slightly embarrassed. He doesn't like to be "fingered" like this.

But seeing that ink paintings go further and further, Ouyang Xuan thought for a moment, and sneered, "I want to see, how can you take me?"

Then he took his steps and walked towards the ink painting.

The two disappeared into the forest.

The forest is dense, and the figure is not seen.

Linghu laughed, Cheng Mo and Situ Jian looked at each other.

"Brother ... what does he do?"

"He wouldn't think ... beat Ouyang Xuan, right?"

"Can he play it?"

"It's hard to say ... it feels a bit difficult, to be honest, this Ouyang Xuan is still very strong ..."

"The main little brother is a 'crispy leather', the fault tolerance rate is too low ..."

"Do you want to help? I'm afraid my brother will suffer ..."

Nympho

When the three were discussing, a terrible breath broke out in the forest. After that, it was fleeting. There was no abnormality in the forest, but it seemed deep and dead, and it was shocking.

Linghu laughed at the three of them suddenly, and the words stopped abruptly, and they turned their heads to look at the forest.

After a moment, the forest was dazzling, the figure appeared, and the ink painting came out with Ouyang Xuan.

The ink painting looks as usual.

Ouyang Xuan's face was white, and her body still trembled slightly, as if she had seen "ghosts", and was shocked.

Walking in front of everyone, the ink painting's face overflowed with a warm smile:

"We talked about‘ pushing our hearts ’. Ouyang also realized that what I just said was not proper, and this matter was over."

"Everyone is a disciple who is too dazzling. He worked together and worked together for the honor of Zongmen.

His words are like spring breeze.

Linghu laughed at the three people's look.

Ouyang Xuan's face was pale, and he couldn't say a word.

Mo Hua looked at the crowd and said with a smile:

"Okay, that's so pleasant decision."

After that, the crowd continued to run the tactics for the sword conference.

Ouyang Xuan is really "honest" now.

Even some "honesty" is too much -instead of "honesty", it is better to say "dumb".

What he said, what he did at a glance.

His face was still shocked. It seems that he hasn't returned from the nightmare of the small forest.

But thanks to this, the exercises have been unusual afterwards.

Nympho

Tai Amen.

The head of Tai A was talking about the sword with a middle -aged elder, and suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" The middle -aged elder asked.

The head of Tai Ah was a little uneasy, "You said, Xuan'er will be fine ..."

The middle -aged elder's body is slightly fat, fair face, and smiled with three points before he said, "What can Xuan Gongzi do?"

"On the sword."

"Taixu Mountain?"

"Well," Tai A's head nodded and frowned. "I forcibly stuffed Xuan'er. In case of no trouble, it was not good."

The middle -aged elder thought for a moment and nodded:

"Xuan Gongzi has a special identity, and he has been raised in front of his ancestors since he was a child. His homework was also taught by Elder Chuan, and his temperament would inevitably be lonely.

Tai A's head frowned and sighed, "I can't help it ..."

"This child ... the seniority is too high, and the head of me is‘ flat '. It ’s really impossible to fight.

"I didn't dare to say the relationship in it."

"Otherwise, as his identity, you can't even mix with the disciples of the same door."

"The elder who Zongmen came from top to bottom, and no one dared to care about him at all, so he raised his rags."

"But now, I send him to Taixu Mountain, go with other disciples, and form a team to discuss the sword together ..."

The eyebrows of Tai A's head are getting tighter, "I'm afraid of extreme circumstances. In case of fighting, I hurt the disciples of the Taixu Mountain, which will damage the three pulses."

And here is here. Even if Ouyang Xuan hurts the disciples of Taixu Mountain, he is not really punished.

His head is really not easy to do.

The middle -aged elder thought for a moment, and then slowly said:

"Otherwise, it's still a case? From the pulse of Taoshan, just take some disciples to accompany Xuan's son to discuss the sword. Just accompany him to" play ", everyone knows the bottom, and it will not be troublesome ..."

"What is the body?" Tai Aya said, "It's always used to it, and he will really become a" second ancestor "."

"In the future, if there is no one in this way, it will inevitably suffer a lot. If you don't think about it, people will abolish it, and it will waste his good qualifications."

The middle -aged elder shook his head:

"Then you can only slowly sharpen like this. If the son of Xuan Xuan really makes trouble, he will come forward too much, and lose a gift ..."

The head of Tai Ah thought for a moment, and he could only nod, "Only so ..."

"I hope that the disciples of Xuan'er and Taixu Mountain can be together ..."

Of course, he also knew that even if he could get it, this was by no means a work overnight.

With Xuan'er's "unruly" temperament, no one is in his eyes, it is impossible to settle at all. I don't know how many things will happen ...

This kind of thing can only take a step.

Tai A's head sighed.

But two days later, he couldn't let go of this heart.

Over time, the head of Tai Ah still urged the Fa, left Tai A Mountain, arrived at Taixu Mountain Gate, entered the exercise field, and wanted to see his "second ancestor" of Tai Amen. No one in the eyes caused something wrong.

But as soon as he entered the exercise field, Tai A's head first met the head of Tai Xu.

Both were a little surprised.

However, the Sword Conference Conference is important, and naturally pays more attention, and neither of them feels surprised.

"Please." Taixu headed.

"It's hard work."

A boy put his seat and worshiped tea.

In the tea incense, the two heads sat on the attic to drink tea.

On the exercise, the disciples are practicing the retreat and retreat, and various tactical changes.

The formation has a plate and eye, and the movements are neat.

The head of Tai A was for Ouyang Xuan. You can see the scene in front of him.

"This is ... Taoist soldiers?"

Taixu's head said: "I can't talk, but the disciples, the exercise is regular."

The head of Tai Ah looked at it and nodded slightly.

It is true that it is a Taoist soldier.

The formation of the Taoist soldiers should be more regular and stricter.

The order is prohibited, and there is no mistake.

Relatively speaking, the disciples on the exercise field are still a lot of tender, and the formation is very sparse.

And now it seems that the drills are just the basic tactical formation. There are no supporting spirits and formations, and there is no way to compare with the "Taoist soldiers".

But even so, it is not easy.

This is the prototype of "Tianjiao Taoist" ...