Chapter 878 Unsheathed

Mr. Xun was about to say something to Mo Hua when footsteps were heard outside the door. Master Taixu, who had black hair, a ruddy face, but a frown on his face, walked in.

Master Taixu was obviously a little surprised to see Mo Hua in the house.

Mo Hua quickly stood up and saluted, "Hello, Master."

"Yes, good." Master Taixu was very gentle to Mo Hua.

"I took the big dog back before, but since you were not here, I tied it in front of the library for you." Mo Hua said.

Master Taixu's expression became subtle.

He couldn't figure it out.

How come such a rebellious beast, in front of Mo Hua, really acted like a big dog guarding the door...

Is it really like tofu in soy sauce, one thing conquers another?

"Good." Master Taixu didn't show his thoughts, and just nodded slightly on the surface.

Mr. Xun glanced at Master Taixu, then patted Mo Hua on the shoulder, "That's all for today, you can go back first."

Mo Hua also knew that Mr. Xun should have something to discuss with the master, so he bowed respectfully, "Old Master, Master, I will take my leave first."

Then Mo Hua left.

Mr. Xun stood up and carefully put away the formations that Mo Hua had drawn, one by one.

Master Taixu watched silently from the side, and couldn't help saying in his heart:

"As expected of the ancestor, he is really patient. At this time, he still has the leisure to teach his disciples to learn formations..."

It is not an exaggeration to say that Mo Hua is treated like the ancestor's own son.

After Mr. Xun cleaned up the table, the two of them talked about business.

"The meeting of Qianxue Pavilion has been scheduled. The sword-fighting conference will be held earlier, the quota will be relaxed, and the order of the sects will change from this conference..."

"I knew it would be changed a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to be done this time..."

The head of Taixu put a jade slip on the table and presented it to Mr. Xun.

"The four major sects have been prepared for the matters of Qianxue Pavilion this time, but Tai'a Sect, Chongxu Sect and my Taixu Sect, including some sects that are not in harmony with the four major sects, only knew about it at the last minute and were caught off guard."

"But the initiative is in the hands of others, and it's useless for us to oppose..."

Mr. Xun picked up the jade slip and glanced at it. He looked normal and didn't seem surprised. Then he turned his head and looked at the head of Taixu:

"What do you want to do?"

The head of Taixu suddenly felt a lot of pressure, but since Mr. Xun asked, he could only bite the bullet and say:

"I have already I have tried my best to arrange it. "

"This Dao Conference is very important, so the merits awarded to the disciples are 40% higher than before."

"Those who can participate in the sword debate have been arranged by the Dao Fa elders to take them to the Demon Refining Mountain to hone their tactics."

"For the other alchemy arrays and talismans, the outstanding disciples of this session have been selected and guided by the elders of the sect. They must win a certain ranking in the Dao Conference and stabilize the rank of Taixu Sect..."

"Other trivial affairs of the sect have also been temporarily stopped, and everything will make way for this Dao Conference..."

...

The head of Taixu Sect said it in an orderly manner.

Mr. Xun nodded slightly.

After the Taixu Sect Leader finished speaking, he sighed, "It's just that this time, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

He pointed to the jade slip, "These moves by the four major sects seem to be just normal changes in the rules, but every move is a fatal blow."

"The Taixu Sect is still a little better, but for the Tai'a Sect and the Chongxu Sect, it's extremely dangerous..."

"The sword fight ahead means less time to prepare, and they no longer have the opportunity to mediate."

"The relaxation of the quota is even worse for them who are already short of manpower."

"And this time, the ranking will begin to be determined."

"Based on the current situation, let alone the Tai'a Sect and the Chongxu Sect, even if my Taixu Sect wants to keep the rank of the 'Eight Great Sects', it is very difficult..."

When it comes to the "ranking", the Taixu Sect Leader looks solemn.

"If the eight major sects cannot keep their positions, generally speaking, they will slide down to the 'twelfth stream'..."

"But when I think about it carefully, it's not that simple."

"Although the eight major sects are actually above the twelve streams, in name, the two are equal, with no difference in superiority or inferiority."

"And to enter the twelve streams, one must have a 'specialty' in cultivation. It may be swordsmanship, Taoism, or the sect's inner alchemy array, talismans, and profound attainments..."

"My Taixu Sect has a good foundation, but if we really talk about 'specialties', it may not be as good as these existing twelve stream sects."

"If you fall from the eight major sects and have no position in the twelve streams, then... it is possible to slide directly into the Qianxue Baimen."

"Cultivating Taoism is like sailing against the current, and this is true for cultivators and sects."

"Once you fall, it is a bottomless abyss. It will have a great impact on the sects that follow to recruit disciples, the share of Qianlong, and the reputation of the sect."

"Such a vicious cycle, it will be as difficult as ascending to heaven to climb up again..."

The head of Taixu sighed deeply.

He had anticipated the worst.

What if Taixu Sect really lost its position under his leadership, fell from the "Eight Great Sects", and eventually disappeared among the thousands of sects of Qianxue.

Then he would be the leader who "left his name in history".

He was the "founder" of the decline of Taixu Sect.

Even though all these things had nothing to do with him, he had to take the blame even if he didn't want to.

The leader of Taixu felt bitter.

His original idea was to be at leisure in the leisurely Taixu Sect, to cultivate his character, but he didn't expect to be involved in such a thing.

The sect is in danger, such a heavy burden, suddenly fell on my head.

Things in this world are really unpredictable...

Master Taixu was worried, and after he finished speaking, he turned around and saw that Mr. Xun looked calm, without any special reaction, and couldn't help but said in surprise:

"Grandmaster, you..."

Mr. Xun raised his eyes, glanced at Master Taixu lightly, and said: "Leave a quota for me."

"Quota?" Master Taixu was slightly stunned.

"Yes, the quota for the battle array." Mr. Xun said, and then looked at Master Taixu again, and said gently:

"Don't worry, you do your best. Even if my Taixu sect is really in an unfavorable situation and gradually loses, it is because I, the ancestor, have not planned well, and you can't be blamed..."

Master Taixu smiled bitterly.

He was very grateful that the ancestor could comfort him like this, but it was meaningless to push this responsibility now.

But he was also very confused in his heart.

It is not right to ask about the affairs of the ancestors, but the situation is special at this time, and he couldn't help asking:

"What do you want this quota for?"

Mr. Xun just said calmly:

"You will know when the time comes..."

Then Mr. Xun said nothing more, and began to drink tea calmly.

The brows of the head of Taixu Sect frowned even more tightly.

...

After that, the atmosphere of Taixu Sect suddenly became tense.

It seems that everyone knows that this discussion conference is of extraordinary significance.

In order to prepare for the upcoming sword discussion conference, Murong Caiyun and Shangguan Xu, the disciples of the late foundation building period, hunt monsters every day, hone tactics, and cultivate mutual understanding.

Mo Hua, the disciples of the middle foundation building period, are not so busy because they don't need to participate in the discussion conference, but the atmosphere among the disciples is still a little solemn.

Especially some disciples with good family backgrounds and deep backgrounds who know the inside story from their clans are worried about the situation of Taixu Sect.

The interests of the sect are closely related to these disciples.

They didn't want to go through so much hardship to enter the "Eight Great Gates" when they first entered.

As a result, when they graduated, they became ordinary disciples of the "Qianxue Baimen".

It's just that they are only in the middle stage of foundation building. Although they are anxious, they can't help.

Mo Hua is still practicing the formation.

However, the sword contest will be held first, and the ranking weight of the sword contest is much higher than other Dao debate contests.

Mo Hua thought about it and went to find Mr. Xun and asked:

"Mr., can I participate in the sword contest?"

He felt that he should be able to help a little.

Mr. Xun was startled and immediately shook his head and said:

"You are only in the middle stage of foundation building, why are you joining in the fun..."

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that Mo Hua's middle stage of foundation building did not seem to be the middle stage of foundation building in the ordinary sense.

Especially thinking of Mo Hua's "record":

In the records of the Dao Ting Division, there was a series of "vicious" criminals and cruel evil cultivators who were arrested.

It also includes the "Fire Buddha" who kills countless demons.

Not to mention the unbelievable "great achievements" of setting up a large formation and killing big monsters that were found out by sending people to Tongxian City before...

Mr. Xun looked at the fair and well-behaved Mo Hua in front of him, and it was difficult to connect these things with him.

But it's hard to say what the "rumors" of Tongxian City are, but the records of Daotingsi will not be false.

Most of the things here are likely to be facts.

Mr. Xun pondered for a moment, and still shook his head and said: "The sword-fighting conference is not that simple."

Mo Hua was puzzled.

Mr. Xun looked at Mo Hua and explained patiently:

"Your spiritual roots are not good, the grade of your skills is limited, and the number of spiritual power cycles you cultivate is less than others, so your spiritual power is naturally low."

"In addition, your cultivation is only in the middle stage of foundation building. At least in terms of spiritual power, you are far behind those Qianxue geniuses who are in the late stage of foundation building or even the peak of foundation building."

"And the sword-fighting competition will have many matches. Your meager spiritual power can't withstand consumption at all."

"Once your spiritual power is used up, no matter how many tricks you have, you can't use them, and in the end you can only admit defeat."

Mr. Xun said here, his eyes slightly solemn:

"I know that you can get along well outside and deal with those sinful cultivators, evil cultivators and demon cultivators. You must have a lot of trump cards in your hands."

"But you have to know that there is a difference between being open and being secretive."

"When you go out to do things in secret, your methods will be hidden and effective."

"But the sword-fighting competition is in the open, with everyone's attention , so many people are watching, if you reveal your trump card once, everyone will be watching you. ”

“Others will prepare in advance and plot against you.”

“What’s more, there are so many games in the sword-fighting competition. No matter how many trump cards you have, if you reveal one in each game, sooner or later, they will be exposed. ”

“At the end of the game, all your tricks have been seen through by others, how can you still fight?”

Mo Hua looked stern, but he was also a little confused, and asked: “Old sir, other sects’ geniuses also have trump cards, aren’t they afraid of being exposed?”

“They are different from you…” said Mr. Xun, “Their trump cards, in the final analysis, are nothing more than the realm of cultivation and superior Taoism…”

“This is hard power. Even if it is exposed, it is not easy to win them head-on.”

“But you are different. Can your trump cards be shown to others? Do you dare to let others see them? You didn’t even show them to me…”

Mr. Xun looked at Mo Hua silently.

Mo Hua lowered his head a little embarrassedly.

Mr. Xun did not pursue the matter further, but continued: "So, although you have many means, your foundation of cultivation is too shallow, and you are very afraid of being targeted. If you want to win, you must hide your trump cards. Don't use them unless it is absolutely necessary."

"If you rashly participate in this sword-fighting conference, even if you can help a little, it will not make much sense, and it is even very likely that the gains will not outweigh the losses..."

Mr. Xun said earnestly.

Mo Hua looked serious and nodded.

The ancestor is worthy of being the ancestor, and he really has a profound view of the problem.

This also reminded him.

His spiritual power is low, and he is afraid of being consumed by others.

He has many trump cards, but he is afraid of being targeted.

If he really has to stand under the eyes of thousands of people in the future, he must find a way to solve these drawbacks.

His trump cards must also be arranged reasonably.

Don't use them easily, but once you have to use them, you must make a final decision to decide the winner.

It's best not to let others see the clues.

He didn't think about these things too carefully beforehand.

"Old sir, I understand." Mo Hua nodded.

Mr. Xun nodded with satisfaction and said in a broad voice:

"I've said it before, if you learn the formation well, you will be the biggest help. You don't have to worry about other things, not to mention..."

Mr. Xun patted Mo Hua's shoulder, "...Don't underestimate your senior brothers and sisters. Although they are a little worse than the top disciples of the four major sects, they are all geniuses from various families and clans. They are able to enter my Taixu Sect with top talents and abilities. Don't worry."

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Yes!"

...

About half a month later, the first "Sword Discussion Conference" of great significance since the sect reform in Qianxuezhou began.

This is a grand event.

The four major sects and the several major families behind them invested a lot of manpower and material resources to hold this sword discussion conference with all their strength. Not only is the scale unprecedented and the pomp grand, but there are also more monks coming to watch the ceremony than before.

In the many fairy cities of Qianxuezhou, there were crowds of people, cars like flowing water, horses like swimming dragons, spirit beasts like stars, and flying boats flying into the sky. It was very lively.

Mo Hua wanted to see it.

Cheng Mo and others also wanted to drag Mo Hua to join in the fun.

But Mr. Xun disagreed. He asked Mo Hua to collect the Heart Monkey Fuyi Horse and concentrate on learning the formation.

Mo Hua also knew the priorities, so when the whole Qianxuezhou was in a commotion, he was still alone, sitting in the disciple room, silently drawing the most difficult formations among the peak of the second-grade nineteen patterns over and over again.

In this state of interweaving noise and calm.

The sword-fighting conference ended.

As expected, Tai'a Sect and Chongxu Sect were defeated.

Their core disciples were almost swept away by Daotingsi's investigation of Yanzhizhou.

The remaining disciples were unable to stand alone. Even if they fought hard, it was difficult for them to compete with the four major sects, the other eight major sects, the twelve streams, and even some of the top sects in the Qianxue hundred sects.

In addition, the number of places for this sword-fighting conference was expanded, which made things even worse for them.

This means that they almost used "substitutes" and "cannon fodder" disciples to compete with the "main force" and "substitutes" of other sects.

This is simply a nightmare.

There is no fight at all.

Therefore, Tai'a Sect and Chongxu Sect almost became the biggest losers in this sword-fighting conference.

Taixu Sect was not so bad. According to the ranking of the sword-fighting conference, it barely ranked seventh among the eight major sects.

Originally, they were always at the bottom, but now they have moved up a little.

Moreover, this was the ranking they won under great pressure during the sect reform and the intentional or unintentional targeting and blockade of the major sects.

Murong Caiyun's disciples almost gritted their teeth and fought to this point.

Even after the competition, many disciples, including Murong Caiyun, collapsed due to excessive consumption of spiritual power and dry meridians, and were sent to the alchemy room for treatment.

Sect Master Taixu was both relieved and moved.

“They are all good children…”

The elders sat in the middle, and Sect Master Taixu and Mr. Xun sat opposite each other.

The head of Taixu sighed, "I come from a noble family and have seen many geniuses. I know that sometimes, disciples with the best spiritual roots are not necessarily that good."

"It's enough to have spiritual roots. On the contrary, the character is precious."

"These disciples, at such a critical moment, can withstand the pressure and do their best to win face for our Taixu Sect and keep their ranking. No matter what their talents are, they are all promising talents and will be of great use in the future..."

Mr. Xun nodded and said, "Yes, if these children want to enter the inner gate in the future, relax the requirements; if they have family concerns and don't want to stay in the sect, give them an extra inner gate inheritance; others will also be given some preferential treatment depending on the situation..."

The head of Taixu nodded, "Okay, I will give the order now."

Then he sighed with a sense of sympathy, "This time, Tai'a Sect and Chongxu Sect are in trouble."

After losing the sword competition, their rankings have long been unknown.

Although this incident had been expected, it still chilled people when it actually happened.

The three sects were of the same origin, so they had some sympathy for each other.

In comparison, the current situation of Taixu Sect was much better.

But this was only relative, and did not mean that they could rest easy from now on.

The seventh and eighth were both at the end.

And then, there were four things to compare: weapons, pills, talismans, and formations.

If Taixu Sect could hold on, it might be able to "stay" in its current position, even if it slipped to eighth, it would still be one of the eight major sects.

But if something goes wrong and he fails to keep his balance, then the ranking... I really don't know what it will be.

The situation is not optimistic at all.

Sect Leader Taixu is still a little uneasy.

Although the discussion of the Dao of the Danzhen Fuqi is not as important as the discussion of the sword, it does not take long and the scale is not that large.

But after all, there are four rounds of discussion, and the variables are too large.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of one...

Sect Leader Taixu turned his head and glanced at Mr. Xun, but saw that Mr. Xun was still drinking tea calmly.

Sect Leader Taixu felt helpless.

This ancestor is really broad-minded. Even at this point, he is not anxious at all.

How did he keep his composure?

Mr. Xun seemed to see through Sect Leader Taixu's thoughts, poured him a cup of tea, and said calmly: "We have done our best, and the next step is to listen to fate. There is no point in being anxious, drink tea."

Sect Leader Taixu could only respectfully take the teacup and take a sip.

I don't know whether it's bitter or sweet in my mouth, there's no taste.

Mr. Xun still drinks tea silently, but in the deepest part of his eyes, there is a trace of imperceptible expectation and sharpness.

No one knows that he has forged a "treasure sword".

He is waiting now.

Waiting for the day when this sharp sword, which is sharp enough to shock the entire Qianxuezhou world, is unsheathed.

After that, the Taoism Conference was held one after another in an orderly manner.

Finally, two days later, it was the array conference.

This also means that this Taoism Conference will finally come to an end...