There are seven days left before Shura’s sword contest.
These seven days were decided by the elders of Mount Lundao held a meeting.
The purpose is to allow disciples of various sects to prepare.
Because the Shura War was an unexpected situation, the preparation time was more abundant.
Disciple Curie.
Mo Hua is still focusing on the situation, deducing the situation, analyzing the cause and effect, and suddenly knocking on the door in consideration of problems. Mo Hua goes to open the door and looks surprised when he sees the person coming:
"Master? Why are you here?"
The head of Taixu took a deep look at Mo Hua, took out a token from his sleeve, and handed it to Mo Hua.
"This is a sect order that combines three mountains. It has just been cast, and there is only one, so I will use it for you first."
"In the token, the inheritance of the three mountains is interoperable."
"You can exchange it for your merits."
"Also, this sect order is quite special. The heads of Tai'a and Chongxu Mountains have given you high authority."
"The inheritance you can change will not be of low grade."
"The next is the Shura War. If you need it, choose the inheritance directly from it."
"You can change the skills of martial arts, Taoism, formations, weapon refining techniques, etc."
"This is for the purpose of sword contest and for the sect, so during the sword contest, you will not lose the merits during the sword contest."
"The inheritance you change can also be temporarily made an exception and used by other sword-contesters. As long as it is for the next sword-contest, everything is right."
"In addition, I have known everything on the elder. If you have any needs, just talk and discuss swordsmanship, you will be the one who decides."
Mo Hua's expression was horrifying for a moment, and he solemnly took the token with both hands.
The head of Taixu didn't say anything more, but just looked gentle, looked at Mo Hua, then patted his shoulder, and turned around and left.
This means that as the head of the sect, he has full support for Mo Hua.
The heart is warm in the ink painting, but at the same time the shoulders are heavy.
He looked down at the token in his hand.
The token is simple and grand, exquisite, profound and luxurious. It is brand new, integrated with the three mountains, and is ordered by the Taixu Sect.
This is a template for the standard token.
It is obvious that the Taixu Sect will gradually implement this new sect order in the future.
Unify the sect orders, so that the disciples of the three mountains are completely classified into one sect.
As far as I know, this kind of sect order is known, in order to distinguish it, in order to distinguish it,
Brand the sequence in turn.
Ink painting gently rubs the token.
This is the first one cast after the three mountains are integrated, and the Taixu Order contains the inheritance of the three mountains.
Then the sequence in this token should be
Mo Hua's eyes moved slightly, and he returned to his disciple's residence, sealed the doors and windows with formations, and sat at the table, sinking his spiritual sense into this brand new sect order.
The name of the sect is still the Taixu sect.
But Taixu divided three mountains.
Not only the original Taixu Sect inheritance, but also the inheritance of Tai'a and Chongxu veins are classified and displayed in the "Mythological Seal".
Taixu Gate, Taiamen, Chongxu Gate, were once all eight major gates.
In other words, the Taixu Order in his hand now includes the richest and most generous treasures of the Eight Sects, which is equivalent to the "half of the country" passed down by the Eight Sects of Learning, which is really extravagant.
Moreover, there is not only ordinary inheritance.
When I was flipping through the "Mythological Seals" of Chongxu Mountain, I discovered a special gift.
It seems that it was the leader of Chongxu who made an exception and gave it to him:
"The True Art of Clashing the Sword"
This is the most core sword energy technique in Chongxu Mountain, which is the inheritance of Chongxu Mountain’s sect and is also the best sword technique that Xiaoxiao practiced.
Tai'a Kaishan Sword Formation, Chongxu's true sword skills, Taixu's divine thoughts transform into swords.
This really fits that sentence:
"Tai'a's spiritual sword, Chongxuyan sword energy, Taixuhua's sword intent-"
The heart of the ink painting is slightly shocked.
Now he is really a one-person person who has been passed down from the Three Merids Sect.
This was something he had never expected before.
At most, he thought about it before, but never thought that he would really be able to collect all the inheritance of the three Taixu meridians in this day.
Moreover, it was obtained openly.
This is because the next Shura Battle is crucial.
He is also the head of Sanshan, and his trust and entrusting to himself.
In secret, the head and the others must have gone through many discussions with Han Xuan.
Even Mr. Xun must be behind the scenes and plan for himself—
But they didn't just say it.
Mo Hua sighed softly, turned his head to look out the window and looked at Taixu Mountain.
Looking at this mountain gate where he had lived and practiced for nine years, a kind of heart suddenly arises, with the Taixu Mountains,
Resonance of thoughts.
This is the sect he studied.
Here, there are fellow disciples, elders, heads, and Mr. Xun.
These people treat themselves well.
And he is also related to Taixu Sect, destiny, and sharing honor and disgrace.
Mo Hua's eyes were gentle and firm, and his mind gradually became stronger.
He wants to be the first.
Even if it is not for myself, for the junior brothers who are with me day and night, for the kind elders, for the trust of their leaders of the mountains, and for the sake of being behind the scenes, they have been silently planning and caring for themselves.·
He also wants to win this first place.
For Taixu Sect, fight for a future.
He wants to stand at the top of his studies in the sword competition.
We must also make the Taixu Sect at the top of thousands of sects in the Ganxuezhou area.
No one can stop him.
The gentleness on Mo Hua's face faded away, and a golden edge shone in her eyes.
No matter what kind of four sects and eight sects and twelve ranks, if he wants to stop me, I will kill them all.
Afterwards, the ink painting officially began to prepare for the Shura sword contest.
With the foundation of Sanshan Daozang, with the full support of the leader, and the power of the Taixu Sect, there are more things that Mo Hua can do.
He has no power to control other things.
But at least in the case of the sword contest, Mo Hua would be prohibited by orders, and he also had the style of "little leader" of the three mountains.
All the elders are cooperating.
All the disciples also trust their younger brother.
The calculation of the Shura War in the ink painting has not been finally completed, but the general idea has been established.
Moreover, some of his preparations for the sword contest of Tianzi can be used directly.
Ink painting began to prepare in full swing.
Cast special armor, Taoist robes, and spiritual weapons.
Search for the Three Mountain Formation to make up for the shortcomings in your own Formation.
Especially some rare, but special-functional formations must also be completed.
The inheritance of the three mountains is interconnected, and some key inheritances are opened to the disciples of swordsmanship, and the combat power is strengthened.
Open up some rare spiritual resources.
Together with Linghu Xiao, we studied the superior sword techniques of Chongxu Mountain one by one, Chongxu’s true sword techniques.
Think about the changes in the attributes of this sword technique, consider the attributes of water and moon change, and the similarities and differences with the principles of the five elements, and solve the problem of increasing the sword energy—
These are not the matter of ink painting alone.
The Taixu Sect was moved step by step.
The huge resources and inheritance contained in the Sanshan Daozang are also fully utilized by ink painting through causal calculation and meditation planning.
At this moment, it is not just Taixu Sect.
All the sects that are conducting strict preparations for the next Shura battle.
Many sects are planning methods to target Taixu Sect.
Some want to take revenge, some want to eliminate hidden dangers, some want to chew a piece of meat from the Taixu Sect, and some just follow the trend and add to the infernal deception. Most of the arrogant disciples are sharpening their knives to the ink painting.
Between them and ink paintings, they are simple and clean, and they have the purest "hate".
In any case, ink painting will die!
The entire Qianxuezhou community was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere.
Time passed little by little without realizing it, and seven days passed in a flash.
The last battle of the Shura battle in the word "di" sword contest, finally began. This is a crucial battle.
It is the decisive battle of the word "di".
After winning, there are still some fights. If you lose thoroughly, you won’t think about the sword contest that day.
Taixu Gate.
Before the war began, the head of Sanshan personally practiced it for the disciples who were discussing swords.
The head of Taixu said something like "Don't be afraid of failure, do your best" and "regardless of victory or defeat, you are the pride of the sect" to encourage his disciples.
Afterwards, everyone set out to go to the sword contest.
But before leaving, Tai A's leader was still worried. He secretly asked Mo Hua while others were not paying attention:
"Can the eight gates be the number one position?"
Mohua looked a little haggard.
Over the past few days, he kept calculating, and his spiritual consciousness was on the verge of exhaustion, and then meditated and recovered, thus repeating itself.
Even though the ink painting has strong spiritual consciousness, some of its spiritual consciousness is overdrawn and its face is slightly pale.
But even so, his eyes were still clear and transparent.
Because I racked my brains and thoughts deeply, my body also exuded a kind of deepness and calmness that was calm and calm.
"I'll do my best-"
Mo Hua smiled faintly at the head of Tai'a.
The head of Taia breathed a sigh of relief.
Although ink painting is just a foundation building or a disciple, for some reason, there is a calm temperament on its body.
His words and his faint smile made people feel inexplicably relieved.
"good."
The head of Taia nodded.
His request is only one.
Just do your best to keep the first place in the eight major gates-·
In this situation where the torrent is in front of the sky, even if the high incense is burned, the ancestors will bless you...
When the time comes, the disciples of Taixu Sect set off and head towards Mount Ludao.
At this time, all sects and all sword-conferencing disciples in Ganxuezhou were setting off for the Taoist discussion site.
The disciples of various sects, wearing various Taoist robes, were like colorful and distinct Baise Rivers, orderly and grand, and all merged into the center of Ganxuezhou, the ancient Mount of the Ancient Dao.
When talking about the Dao Mountain, people are like mountains and seas.
The entire Ganxue Prefecture community is empty.
This is the largest and most grand sword contest.
Upstairs of the Sword Tower.
The distinguished guest climbs the tower, and the heights are clear.
The emperor is noble in the stomach, the aristocratic tribes of Daozhou, the powerful and noble in the court, and the extraordinary identities gather.
There are tall buildings, and there is a faint elusive energy. I don’t know what kind of master who is watching the battle is, but the dragon is not seen.
And in the middle of the high-rise, there is a main hall.
Feige Xiangdan is luxurious and ancient.
At this time, sounds of shattering the void in the hall were heard one after another.
An elderly man walked out of the void and sat down one by one.
If an insider with vision sees these old people, he will be shocked and frightened, because these old people are all empty.
These are the ancestors of Dongxu from Ganxuezhou, various aristocratic families, and various sects.
It is extremely rare for the ancestor to watch the battle.
In previous years, even in the final of the Tianzi debate, the ancestor Dongxu might not have come forward and come to watch the sword tower in person.
This is the first time in this sword-watching tower, so many ancestors of Dongxu have gathered.
Among the four major sects, the ancestor of the Shen family of Gandao Sect, the ancestor of the Xiao family of Tianjian Sect, the ancestor of the Ao family of Longding Sect, and the ancestor of Duanmu of Wanxiao Sect.
Among the eight major gates, Mr. Xun of Taixu Gate, Ouyang of Tai'ashan, Linghu of Chongxu Mountain, and many other sect ancestors.
And below, some twelve-rate sect ancestors.
Among the hundreds of studies, there are a few ancestors.
All were present.
These ancestors have different appearances and shapes, either holding white hair with quinoa, or having a childish hair with a long hair, or being handsome middle-aged, or being a hunched man, or having a slight appearance in their faces, or having fairies with no breath all over their bodies.
But in the eyes, there is no bottom.
These more than 20 ancestors of Dongxu are the major sects of the great families. The true foundation and pillars are all terrifying figures that shock the whole area.
At this time, they all gathered together to watch the sword together in this sword discussion tower.
In the main hall, it was extremely quiet.
All the ancestor Dongxu said nothing, some drank tea alone, while others closed their eyes to rest.
They have too high cultivation and have lived for too long. They have been eroded by the years and have few things that can make their hearts turbulent.
Some ancestors even became extremely indifferent due to the reasons of practicing Taoism.
Even if the aristocratic races change and the rise and fall of the sects, they may not care about it.
The world is boring, and in their eyes, there is only "Tao" and "Immortal".
What they do is to seek "Tao" and ascend to "Immortality" in everything they do.
The reason why some ancestors are eager to fame and fortune to strengthen the clans and develop sects is actually due to their own "Tao".
Bloodline and power are all kinds of Tao.
As for Dongxu's practice, the throughput of spiritual stones is huge.
The demand for spiritual objects is even more terrifying.
This requires huge power to support and extremely abundant resources to support.
Without the support of aristocratic families and sects, they would have no way to be unruly and practice in seclusion, seeking diligence in their cultivation.
To explore the hole, the mysterious realm that is unattainable and almost exists only in ancient books.
Of course, as long as you don’t become an immortal, even if you are a cave, you will still be a human being.
If you are a person, you will have seven emotions and six desires.
Not all caves are very calm.
Some ancestors of Dongxu have a very irritable temper.
Old Master Ye, who had his arms were like Daluomen, had long sword eyebrows and beard, and had a rough face. He glared at Mr. Xun from Taixu Sect from time to time.
Among the Great Romon, his favorite junior and the most anticipated swordsman genius should have been the one who was in the swordsmanship conference and shines.
As a result, a disciple of Taixu Sect gave him a sword in seconds.
The key is that this disciple is not even a sword cultivator.
His sword technique is not even considered a sword technique.
The ancestor of Dalumon was disgraced and felt embarrassed when he thought about it.
Of course, the occasion is too solemn now, so he can only hold back his temper and say nothing.
Mr. Xun could also feel this anger, but he just drank tea silently, pretending that nothing had happened outside the Dongxu Hall.
The heads of various sects also gathered to visit the sword tower.
The Lord of Baihua Valley, with several women in palace clothes from Daozhou, was whispering something.
None of the other four sects, eight sects, and twelve ranks were absent.
This Shura battle has a great impact, which is enough to make all the heads of sects worried and uneasy.
Even the heads of the four major sects cannot be calm.
What they were worried about was not Taixu Sect.
Taixu Sect is the target of public criticism, life and death are only endless.
What they are worried about is the end of the Shura battle and the threats faced by the other four major sects.
As soon as the Shura battle begins, it is a meat grinder. In the end, no matter how different the geniuses of any sect, they may face the siege of the geniuses of the other three sects.
There are many dangers between killing and fighting.
There are many changes between offense and defense.
No one knows who can break through the siege and hold on until the end.
The score of Shura battle is high, which means that if the following sword contests with the word "Tian" cannot be different from each other, then the number one in Shura battle is likely to be the number one in the sword contest.
Who can win the first place in the four major sects of the sword? It has been basically established since the beginning of this Shura battle.
Therefore, it is impossible for the heads of the four major sects to remain calm.
Not to mention the mood of the head of the Three Mountains of Taixu.
With the current situation of Taixu Sect, it is a great blessing to be able to maintain the ranking.
Even if you don’t lose too many rankings, you can accept them.
Apart from that, they really can't have any delusions.
No one knows better than them that the four major sects of Qianxue are four "mountains" that can never be surpassed.
Outside the Sword Tower.
In the battle seat on the Daoshan Mountain.
The elders of Taixu Sect, as well as the first, middle school, and third year of the Foundation Establishment, almost all the disciples were watching the battle.
This is a battle that determines the fate of the sect.
To them, it is equally crucial.
But now it seems that the situation is very serious and everyone's hearts are hanging.
In the Feng family seats, Elder Zhang, Zhang Lan, Gu Hong of the Gu family, and some other elders, Gu Changhuai, Daoting Department, and Xia Diansi—
They are all watching the battle.
They knew more or less about the current situation, and they were all worried about the ink paintings and the Taixu Gate.
Even Elder Zhang, after watching so many sword contests of ink painting, felt a little intimate about this Taixu genius who "suspectedly" learned from his Zhang family's passing steps, and did not want to lose when they saw ink painting.
Or at least, don't lose too badly.
But during the game, more land cultivation was still gloating:
"To be honest, I shouldn't have survived the Mo Hua now, right?"
"One person kills him, he can hide; a group of people kills him, he can escape;
"That sect, even about ten sects, and so many people, kill him together, where can he hide?
Where to escape?"
"Unless he finds a pit, squat invisibly, and squat until the end--"
"What do you think?"
"He has been studied thoroughly by others-
"If his hidden technique was not exposed before, maybe he could really be "incompetent" until the end."
"But it's a pity. Until now, I have used the trump card I can use. Now I'll do these little messengers.
Who else can you deceive?"
"Others will definitely be on guard against him-"
"That's true."
"Look at it, Taixu Sect will definitely be in trouble."
"That's right, but this competition system - seems to be unfair to Taixu Sect, right?"
"You don't understand it now. The cultivation world is unfair."
"A person is born with different births, different spiritual roots, uneven luck, long and short life, and sometimes good and bad. These are not fair.
"The so-called Shura War is the same."
"What is tested is whether you can survive in desperate situations and use any means to win this game. "No one will reason with you."
"If you want to blame, you can only blame Taixu Sect for luck."
"Blame them, they offended so many sects."
"It's also their fault, but I just accepted the 'little plague god' like Mo Hua"——"
"Who is not good to collect? I just collect ink paintings?"
"It's right--the Taixu Sect deserves it, they asked for it themselves-
As the crowd was chatting, a figure full of books suddenly silenced in.
Someone saw him and immediately said:
"Brother Bai, didn't you say you want to 'Swallowing Sword'?"
"I'm willing to accept the loss!"
"that is!"
Bai Xiaosheng likes to talk big and slander, but he has a good temper and does not show off his airs. Therefore, some foundation-building monks also make fun of him.
Bai Xiaosheng, who quietly mingled into the crowd, was a little overwhelmed when he heard this.
He was indeed talking big before.
Shamanizing ink painting: "What kind of sword can he talk about?"
"Look at him like that, it's hard to get a sword."
"If he can really use any sword technique, I will swallow my top-grade spiritual sword into my stomach in public!"
Then Mo Hua killed the one from Daromon with one sword.
Bai Xiaosheng felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.
But he did not admit this.
"It's not that I broke my promise, it's not that I didn't swallow the spirit sword, but that Mo Hua's one is not considered a sword technique at all."
"He's a wrong way."
"It has nothing to do with the 'sword'."
"He is fooling around with swordsmanship-"
"I am a man who believes in his words. If he really knows sword skills, I will definitely swallow my natal sword."
"I'm here to put these words, and if I don't swallow them, I will recognize Mo Hua as my father-"
"Okay, one word is certain!"
Shangguan family, on the watch stage.
Wen Renwan was also watching the battle with Yu'er. She was worried about ink paintings and was waiting for ink paintings to appear.
The surroundings were filled with noise and noisy.
In the midst of noisy, Wen Renwan suddenly felt dazed, his eyes were hazy and bloody.
The scenes in the nightmare were once again in her mind.
Blood rains all over the sky, demons dancing around.
Yuer had a bloody face, pale skin, and looked at her with empty eyes.
His blood was gone, his internal organs were hollowed out, and his spiritual sense was sucked dry...——
He asked her in a cold voice: Mom, why don’t you save me?
Wen Renwan was panicked and hugged Yuer tightly.
The next moment, a crisp sound rang:
"Mom, what's wrong?"
All bloody fantasies disappeared, Wen Renwan lowered her head and found that Yuer looked at her with a ignorant look on her face.
Wen Renwan's face was pale and her smile was sluggish: "Nothing-
Yuer felt relieved, nodded obediently, and turned to look at Fang Tian Huaying.
Wen Renwan looked at Yu'er and subconsciously hugged him tightly in his arms, for fear that in a blink of an eye, his only child would disappear...
But the tighter she hugged her, the more panicked she felt.
Chapter completed!