Chapter 989 The Wind Rises

Yuer... is the Karma Dragon of the Great Wilderness? !

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.

But how is this possible?

Isn't he the child of the Shangguan and Wenren families? How could he have the blood of the Karma Dragon of the Great Wilderness?

But the resonance of the dragon soul should not be wrong.

In Mo Hua's soul, there is an ancient dragon roar, trembling softly.

This is the ancient dragon soul from the Great Wilderness Dragon King that he swallowed before and has not completely digested.

Now this dragon soul has a certain resonance with Yuer, so Mo Hua can see the traces of Karma Dragon's blood on Yuer's face.

Moreover, this Karma Dragon's shadow is blood red.

In the blood shadow, there is a strong omen, wandering on the edge of life and death, foreshadowing the ups and downs and pain of the dragon shadow owner's life.

Mo Hua frowned.

"Brother Mo?" The innocent Yu'er saw Mo Hua's serious expression and asked with concern, "What happened?"

Mo Hua gradually calmed down, touched Yu'er's head, and said softly, "It's okay... It's okay..."

Yu'er seemed to like Mo Hua touching his little head very much, with a smile on his face, looking carefree.

But on his innocent face, the red dragon shadow, with a bloody body, roared at Mo Hua fiercely, and then melted into Yu'er's forehead.

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly cold.

...

Then it was the Gu family's annual banquet.

This year's annual banquet was also grand.

But compared with previous years, it was still a little quieter.

Because of the Gushan incident, the Gu family and the Shen family had a grudge.

The root of this grudge was Taixu Sect, and the involvement with the Gu family was not big or small.

But the Shen family has a high status and is in charge of the Qiandao Sect. Many families who practice Taoism have to look at the Shen family's face if they want to send disciples to the Qiandao Sect.

They dare not offend the Shen family, but they will not offend the Gu family.

Therefore, many families only sent gifts to the Gu family's annual banquet and did not dare to visit in person.

The noble families pay attention to interests, and this kind of thing is normal.

Everyone has a fence-sitter, as long as they don't tear each other apart, they can still meet in the future.

Although the Gu family is a clean family, they are not ignorant of the world and don't care much.

Mo Hua doesn't care even more.

He only cares about whether he can eat well and whether he can eat enough.

He doesn't care about the social interaction and interpersonal exchanges of the noble families. These have nothing to do with him.

In this way, in the lively and auspicious atmosphere, Mo Hua had a New Year's Eve dinner. After the meal, he walked around the courtyard as usual, greeted a group of elders, received a bunch of New Year's gifts, and then discussed Uncle Gu's life with Elder Gu Hong. After that, he was going back to the sect.

Wen Renwan brought Yu'er to see him off.

"Here are some cakes, fruit wine, and some spiritual meat and spiritual food, all of which you like. The sect's food is average, and you study the formation very hard, so eat more good food to replenish your body."

Wen Renwan's voice was gentle and considerate.

Mo Hua smiled and thanked: "Thank you, Aunt Wan."

Yu'er waved at Mo Hua reluctantly.

He will go back to Shangguan's house with his mother to worship their ancestors tomorrow, and can only return to Taixu Sect after the New Year.

He won't see Mo Hua for more than ten days.

Mo Hua took out the small gifts he prepared for Yu'er.

Some of these gifts were small toys he made by hand using the formation.

In this way, even if Yu'er returns to Shangguan's house, she will have new toys to play with every day.

The other part is the formation homework he arranged for Yu'er.

As long as she does her homework, Yu'er will have no other thoughts to be sad.

Yu'er was happy and frowned at the same time, and her mood was very complicated.

After a few more pleasantries, Mo Hua was about to leave when suddenly there was a noise in the distance. A line of elegant motorcade came over and stopped at the door of Gu's house.

A group of monks got off the car.

The leader was wearing a gorgeous robe, with a strong aura, half white hair and beard, and deep nasolabial folds.

He came over, as if with a gust of cold wind.

The originally warm atmosphere was broken in an instant.

Wen Renwan's expression changed slightly, and Yu'er was a little scared. She couldn't help but clutch Wen Renwan's sleeve.

Seeing the approaching person, Wen Renwan had to say hello, and could only do a half-salute, "Look, Elder."

Mo Hua also recognized him.

This old man with half white hair and beard is called Shangguan Wang. He is the powerful elder of the Shangguan family and has the cultivation level of Yuhua.

It is said that Shangguan Wang lost the battle for the position of the head of the Shangguan family, so he had some grudges against Shangguan Ce, Shangguan Yi, and even Yu'er's lineage, and acted against them everywhere.

Mo Hua didn't like him either, so he didn't say hello.

Shangguan Wang silently glanced at Mo Hua, with a trace of undisguised displeasure in his eyes, and at the same time a trace of fear.

During the array discussion conference, he saw with his own eyes that Mo Hua, with the cultivation level of the middle stage of foundation building, overwhelmed the geniuses of the late stage of foundation building of the four major sects, and finally painted through the entire array discussion question bank, and won the first place in the array with an absolute crushing advantage.

This boy is definitely not an ordinary person.

Therefore, although he is Yuhua and Mo Hua is a foundation building, he can only pretend not to see Mo Hua's "rudeness".

Shangguan Wang walked past Mo Hua, walked in front of Wen Ren Wan, and said calmly:

"According to the order of the head of the family, I will send the young lady and Master Yu back to the clan tomorrow."

"Thank you, Elder Wang." Wen Ren Wan said.

Shangguan Wang looked at Yu'er deeply, said "hmm" softly, and then went into the Gu family.

Mo Hua looked at Shangguan Wang's back and felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

But he didn't know where this feeling of discomfort came from.

Shangguan looked into the Gu family, and he welcomed him for a while.

Wenren told him to "be careful all the way."

Yuer waved with him.

Mo painting also smiled and waved goodbye, and then boarded the carriage and embarked on the journey to return to Taixumen.

Nympho

Study in the state.

The rich and magnificent Shenjia mansion.

This year, Gu's family was lively.

But instead of this, the Shen family was a lot deserted this year, and it was very depressed.

In the huge mansion, although the lights are bright, the cold dead silence is everywhere.

Elder Zongmen who came and went, all his face was gloomy.

The disciples were also embarrassed and dared not speak loudly.

Occasionally, the wine glass was broken, and the sound of insulting and rebuke came.

In the magnificent hall, the annual banquet is over.

The tribe dispersed each other. Only the ancestors of the Shen family were sitting high in the hall. The breath was majestic, and the face was not angry. The whole person was like a iceberg, exuding a calm cold.

After the scattered, the owner of the Shen family stayed and endured the anger of the ancestors alone.

He is the owner. He has the authority of the family and enjoys this five -grade family. The supreme honor and prestige, but at the same time, he also bears a heavy burden.

Once something happened, these storms could only bear it.

In the empty hall.

The owner of the Shen family, who has always been high, worshiped by others, and was worshiped by others, but now he kneels under the steps humblely, his forehead touches the cold ground, and invites the old ancestor.

The ancestor of the Shen family looked at the owner of the Shen family who was kneeling at his feet.

At the end, he closed his eyes slightly, converged the fierce atmosphere, and said slowly:

"Get up."

Ru Mang's owner of the Shen family was relieved, and he took a head on the ground, thanking: "Xie Laofu's pity."

"Do you understand it?" The ancestor of the Shen family said.

"Yes," the owner of the Shen family lowered, "The cause of this matter was a disciple of too downturn.

"Then, Tai Xumen was a elder named Xunziyou, and the President Shen Shou of the Shen family will enter Gu Mountain, and then there are subsequent twists and turns ..."

"After this, some people saw that the elder named Xunziyou, who was too dazzling, was still alive."

"No one saw, how did he come out of the Lone Mountain, but he did escape from birth, and like no one, he taught in the Taixu Gate."

"And being caught into Gunshan, that Taimen disciple ..."

"I have some speculation before this disciple's identity, but there has been no evidence. Too Xumen is very conservative, and even the side of Daoting Si is like a bottle."

"After more than a month, it took a lot of twists and turns, and moved a lot of relationships. There were some evidence, which determined his identity."

"This disciple related to Gunshan, the name of Taixumen, surnamed Mo famous ..."

As soon as this remark, the ancestor of the Shen family immediately opened his eyebrows, "You mean ..."

The owner of the Shen family said: "Yes, it is too much ... the front of that ones."

The ancestor of the Shen family was bland, and she didn't see the anger.

The owner of the Shen family did not know what the ancestor was thinking, and he could only continue:

"This matter should be ... Taixumen is in the secret layout. With a disciple as a bait, through heavy means, the scars of my Shen family are exposed, and my Shen family is above the knife, which attracts other wolves and let them eat me to eat me. The base of the Shen family ... "

Nympho

In this case, in order to operate, how many spirit mines, Lingsian, Lingshi and Zongmen rights, and other forces associated with the Shen family, those who have been associated with the sizes of real power went out ...

No one is more clear than his owner.

Every time I think of this, the heart of the Shen family is dripping blood.

His hatred in his heart became more and more deeper.

But in the heart of the Shen family, there was a little puzzlement, and then said:

"This is called ink painting, but the head of the front of the front is the rare array demon for hundreds of years. It is so big that he uses him as a" bait "? They are not afraid, the boy died in the lone mountain Is it? "

Once the ink painting is dead, with the background of his too much door, I am afraid that in this life, don't want to take the front of the front.

They really don't cherish this disciple?

besides……

The owner of the Shen family frowned, "A small disciple of building a foundation, what to do to go to Gunshan? For no reason, why did he trip this muddy water?"

"Is there any unspeakable purpose?"

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The old ancestors of the Shen family groaned for a moment, and said slowly: "This is a big chess, behind the ancestors with a hole in the realm, they are planning."

"In this chess game, everyone you can see is a chess piece."

"The Jindan Jianxiu named Xunziyou is no exception, not to mention ... this little disciple who built the foundation."

"Don't always think about what chess is thinking."

The ancestor of the Shen family looked at the owner of the Shen family, and his eyes were deep:

"... You are now the owner, and the family has the pattern of the owner."

"You have to know, who are you playing with?"

"Standing behind the scenes, standing at the perspective of the ancestors, and watching this game, you can see it."

"In the future, you can have a real pattern when you are promoted to the hole in the cave.

"If your eyes are short, you can only see those chess pieces, but you do n’t even know who played chess.

In this words, the owner of the Shen family trembled and grateful.

The ancestor still had expectations to himself.

The owner of the Shen family kneeled: "The ancestor of the ancestor, the grandson remembered it."

The ancestor of the Shen family sighed slightly, and then the words turned, "How much do you know about route?"

The owner of the Shen family just remembered, and when he heard the words, he knelt down again, and said sincerely:

"It is the grandson discipline, and Lin'er is ... young and frivolous, the taste of greedy rouge is full of anger, it really damages the reputation of my Shen family ..."

The owner of the Shen family was uneasy. He thought that his ancestor would blame him, but unexpectedly, the ancestor of the Shen family shook his head:

"This may not be a bad thing."

The owner of the Shen family frowned, "Old ancestor ... you ..."

The old ancestor of the Shen family said: "I would rather taste the taste of this flesh, and see the women in the world in the world of splendid and graceful skin, knowing the fall and lowness of the woman, since then they have converged and ask for practice."

"It is also forgotten that in the future, some cheap women who are not born in the future and have a good -looking, who are incense, dismiss the heart, get lost, and become a waste."

"The monk should be a monk, ask for the great power of the world, and the life is not dead."

"People with long love and daughter, who are greedy for a while, will only be reduced before the big robbery."

"This, you have to teach him well."

The owner of the Shen family toured: "Yes."

"Okay, let's go down," the ancestor of the Shen family, "After going down, call Lin'er."

The owner of the Shen family was relieved, and respectfully took the first time, and then slowly got up.

The owner of the Shen family retreated.

After a while, an extraordinary teenager came in and respectfully the first:

"Xuan Sun Shen Lin, I have seen the ancestors."

The teenagers are clear, not humble.

The eyes of the Shen family ancestors were shining in the eyes of the ancestor, looking at Shen Linshu, as if looking at the herself of the year.

"Lin'er ..." The ancestor of the Shen family was gentle.

"Old ancestor." Shen Linshu said.

"Soon after, it is the sword conference."

"Yes," Shen Lin's book was bright and loud. "This time, Xuan Sun will be the Taoist Sect, the Shen family, and the ancestor you, and get the first to discuss the sword!"

The ancestor of the Shen family shook his head, "This first is not for Taoism, not for the Shen family, nor for me, but for you for yourself."

"Your qualifications of talent are all the choice, only this opportunity, prove yourself."

"Pick the first sword, you can step on the clouds and go straight to the top of the clouds."

Shen Lin's eyes were bright, but still said:

"The old ancestor is petting me, the Shen family raises me, religious me, Xuansun is now successful, and he will live up to the love of the ancestors and live up to the cultivation of the family and the ancestors."

The old ancestor of the Shen family was happy, "You are better than your dad, don't let me down."

"Rest assured." Shen Lin said.

"Go down, practice well."

"Yes, Xuansun said."

Shen Linshu respects the ceremony, and then retreats.

The ancestor of the Shen family looked at the back of Shen Linshu silently.

Looking at myself, this is tall and handsome, bloody, spiritual, and full of spiritual strength. They are born with a strangeness. The temperament above Cangsheng is like "Kirin".

This is the genius of his Shen family.

This is the real arrogant.

This is the blood of his ancestor, the most tied blood.

He was angry.

He was not angry with Shen Linshu. What he was angry is how to be eligible for those lowly women to make him "Lin Xing", the Xuansun of this Kirin pulse?

How to match those cheap books?

The ancestor of the Shen family looked slightly embarrassed, and then gradually subsided, and the whole person became ancient well.

Seeing Shen Linshu, he couldn't help but think of another name:

"Ink painting ..."

This disciple named Mo Huo took the ancient order a few years ago and wanted to worship the Taoism.

But was rejected.

In the heart of the Shen family, it is unlikely if you don't care about it.

There is a pity in his heart.

He is a pity that he is not ink painting itself, but he should not "investigate the enemy."

At that time, I accepted ink paintings, even if I kept as a miscellaneous service, as a disciple who was not an outer door, let him be in Daozong. Among the thousands of heavenly pride, the heart was inferior, the Tao was humble, and finally he was suddenly suddenly out of his heart. Everyone ...

It's always better, sending him hands to Taixu Gate.

If there is no ink painting, Zongmen's restructuring has been settled, and there will be so many branches of the side, and so many changes will be made.

It is not necessary to determine the trend of the trend until this discussion.

Not to mention the exposure of the Shen family's lone mountains.

During the undercurrent surging, the Shen family was once shaking, and they had to break their wrists and cut off a lot of meat.

And this is because he feels early and decides early.

A little slower, the Shen family will inevitably be caught, at stake.

Nowadays, the ancestors of the Shen family know that the person's heart is clear, and the ink painting must have the cause and effect of that person.

At this point, the ancestor of the too dawn must know.

Because he knows, he will use this plan to use ink painting as a "chess piece" to deal with the restructuring of the Dao Daozong and even the four major.

The old ancestor of the Shen family sighed.

Fun, blessing; blessing, depending on the disaster.

For the Qian Dao Sect, this child was originally a blessing, but because it was rejected, it turned into a "disaster".

The change of cause and effect is really mysterious.

The ancestor Xun of the Taixu Sect is indeed a master of this way. He was able to train a disciple with inferior spiritual roots of the middle and lower grades into a leader in the way of formation, and trained him to be a sharp sword against the Qian Dao Sect.

"But, it ends here..."

The ancestor of the Shen family pondered in his heart.

After all, the foundation of the Taixu Sect is a little poor. Even if the three sects merged, most of the top disciples have gone, and most of the remaining ones are just ordinary people.

In the discussion of the Dao of Qianxue, the sword is respected, and the discussion of swords is the most important.

This is a dead end for the Taixu Sect.

And this ink painting, no matter how good the formation is, can only get the first place in the formation.

"A leader in the discussion of formation alone can't save your Taixu Sect, which has merged the three sects..."

The ancestor of the Shen family smiled lightly, his eyes gloomy.

…

After Mo Hua returned to Taixu Sect, he began to practice day after day.

After the New Year, time passed quickly, and more than a month had passed.

Mo Hua finally began his ninth year in Taixu Sect.

This was also his last year of practicing Taoism in Taixu Sect.

And this year, he was finally going to participate in the largest-scale Qianxue State Realm, which included the four major sects, the eight major sects, the twelve streams, and even the hundreds of sects of Qianxue. Countless geniuses gathered, and thousands of Taoisms competed. It was also a grand event that all sect disciples only had once in their lives:

Qianxue Sword Discussion Conference.