The merger of the three sects is a foregone conclusion, but the specific measures need to be implemented step by step because they are too large.
The integration between sects must also be gradual.
In the beginning, it was just the elders teaching each other.
Then, the disciples visited each other to enhance communication.
The disciples of Tai'amen and Chongxumen went to Taixumen for sightseeing and exchanges and discussions.
Disciples of Taixu Sect can also visit Tai’amen and Chongxu Sect without any hindrance.
Ink painting naturally followed.
Although Mr. Xun asked him to try not to leave Taixu Gate to avoid being too public.
But now that the three sects have merged, Tai'amen and Chongxumen should also be counted as "Taixumen", so strictly speaking, visiting these two sects does not count as leaving Taixumen.
Moreover, Mo Hua has never entered Tai'amen and Chongxumen. He only glanced at them occasionally when passing by.
He really wanted to see the scenes inside these two sects.
In this way, Mo Hua followed the disciples of Taixu Sect and went to visit the two mountains of Tai'achongxu.
You don’t know if you don’t walk around. After walking around, I discovered that both Tai’amen and Chongxumen seem to be larger than Taixumen.
Tai'amen, in particular, is majestic and majestic, with mountains like black dragons and an extraordinary atmosphere.
Chongxu Gate is not that grand, but there are many tall towers, cloud eaves like peaks, celadon glazed tiles on the roof, sword energy entering the clouds and mist, and a majestic atmosphere.
Plus the antique Taixu Gate.
The three sects come from the same origin, and each has its own merits.
Mo Hua couldn't help but be shocked.
In fact, he couldn't help but think that even though they were divided into three sects, they could still have such a foundation and be ranked among the eight sects.
How majestic was the ancient sect before the three sects were divided?
I'm afraid, it is really a behemoth that dominates one side and is enough to make the Taoist court fear...
Mo Hua thought longingly.
In this way, while walking around the mountain gate, he was thinking in his heart.
During this period, Mo Hua also met Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Mu.
The two of them are not opposed to the merger of the three sects.
Because of the ink painting, Linghuxiao and the two have become very familiar with the disciples of Taixu Sect, more so than the disciples of their own sect.
In addition, Mo Hua, the "little senior brother" of the Taixu Sect, saved their lives when they were in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, so the three of them had a life-long friendship.
And once the sects merge, they will be able to follow Mo Hua even more blatantly.
Ink painting is naturally very fun.
Several people said hello and chatted together for a long time.
After chatting, Mo Hua walked around again. When he was about to leave Tai'amen and return to Taixu Mountain, he met Ouyang Feng.
The two naturally chatted for a while.
After chatting for a while and understanding some of the situation from Ouyang Feng, Mo Hua was surprised and said:
"Senior Brother Feng, are you going to travel away from the mountains?"
Ouyang Feng nodded and said with some shame: "In the sword competition, I failed to keep my place in the Eight Gates for Tai'amen. I am ashamed of the teacher's expectations."
Mo Hua shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Feng, how can I blame you?"
A fence has three stakes, a hero has three gangs.
Discussing swords is not the same as discussing formations. It is not up to one person to turn the tide.
In the Rouge Boat Incident, Tai'amen almost lost most of its elite disciples, and had to face the encirclement and suppression of the four major sects. In such a desperate situation, Brother Feng, even if he risked his life, it would be of no avail.
For anyone else, this would be a helpless situation.
What's more, Senior Brother Feng himself doesn't follow the path of extreme attack.
He has profound cultivation, is steady and reliable, and has comprehensive abilities.
It can attack or defend, advance or retreat, it can help contain or cover, it can be the vanguard when advancing, or it can be the rear when retreating.
Although he is not outstanding in all aspects and is not the best, he is a "one-size-fits-all" teammate who can handle any situation and can make up for anything he lacks.
Because of this, he relies more on the right teammates.
It requires proper team formation and a tailor-made set of special tactics to fully utilize Brother Feng's strengths.
It's a pity that all the elite disciples of Tai'amen have been lost, so we no longer have that condition.
The result is obvious. In the Sword Discussion Conference, Senior Brother Feng has to focus on both attack and defense. He has no skills at all. In the end, it is naturally difficult to do anything well.
Mo Hua felt very sad.
If Senior Brother Feng hangs out with me, no, if he forms a team with me and participates in the Sword Discussion Conference.
Using the formation by himself is enough to upgrade all his abilities to a higher level, and with the help of some teammates, he will become a "hexagonal" warrior, and he will definitely be able to compete with the top geniuses of the four major sects.
But, what a pity...
The three sects merged, but it was too late.
Moreover, Senior Brother Feng is one year ahead of me, so he can't even make a team.
Mo Hua felt very sorry.
"Senior Brother Feng, are you going down the mountain now?"
Ouyang Feng shook his head, "It will take some time, there are still some things to deal with, but..."
He looked at the ink painting again and praised sincerely:
"I didn't expect that you could surpass the four major sects and become the leader of the formation. I often feel that I already know that you are outstanding, Junior Brother Mo, but I never expected that you are even more incredible than I expected..."
Mo Hua was a little embarrassed to be praised, so he waved his hands repeatedly and said humbly:
"Good luck, it's just a fluke, it's nothing."
Ouyang Feng laughed.
He pondered for a moment, breathed a long sigh of relief, and sighed: "Yes, there is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. I am limited to a corner of work and learning, and my vision and knowledge are not broad enough."
"It's time for me to experience it and see this vast world."
"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.
When he first traveled with his master, he learned a lot.
Practice the Tao for hundreds of years, read thousands of books, and travel thousands of miles.
Sometimes if you don't go out, open your eyes, and look at this vast world, the pattern will inevitably be narrow, and you won't be able to recognize the true way.
He also wants to walk more and see more when he has time.
but……
Mo Hua asked: "Senior Brother Feng, why don't you wait until the elixir is formed before you go out?"
"It's too late to travel after forming an elixir." Ouyang Feng said, "No matter whether it's a family or a sect, once you form an elixir, you're considered the 'mainstay', and you have to work at home or in the sect, be responsible for affairs, or
Now that we are guarding one side, we don’t have so much free time.”
"Moreover, in the later stage of foundation building, traveling with Jindan is actually similar. They can only hang out in the second-level state boundaries."
"It is actually more dangerous to go to a third-level state border just after being promoted to Jindan, especially a state border where the Taoist court has lax jurisdiction, lax laws, and evil practices everywhere."
"Besides, forming elixirs is not that easy. Most monks will fail many times in forming elixirs."
"And if you want to build a good-looking golden elixir, you can't rush it. You have to be well prepared and lay a good foundation..."
"Is it like laying the foundation of Taoism when refining Qi?" Mo Hua asked.
Ouyang Feng shook his head and said: "It is more difficult than refining Qi. After all, it is pill formation. Even in big aristocratic families and sects, pill formation is a watershed and a big threshold for cultivating Taoism."
“If you advance, the sea and the sky will be brighter, but if you retreat, you may be stuck for a lifetime…”
"Oh..." Mo Hua nodded seriously.
Ouyang Feng looked at the ink paintings, a little worried, and said: "Junior Brother Mo, I have a few words, which may be a bit abrupt..."
Mo Hua nodded: "Senior brother, tell me."
Ouyang Feng said sincerely: "Junior Brother Mo, you should pay more attention to your cultivation. Your spiritual power foundation is still very important."
"Your various methods are endless. Even when I look at it, I feel amazed. But your spiritual power is too weak, which is a drawback after all."
"The further you get to the back, the more so."
"Not to mention anything else, even if you participate in the Sword Discussion Conference, you have to go through many fierce battles, which consumes a lot of spiritual power. If your spiritual power is weak and inherently deficient, you will be overstretched after one or two fights."
"When monks fight, sometimes the fight goes all the way to the end. Often the fight is not about the merits of Taoism. The fight is purely about whose spiritual power is deeper. If you have deep spiritual power and can sustain it to the end, you will win. Otherwise, Taoism will win.
No matter how strong the law is, it can only defeat others if it cannot consume others."
Ouyang Feng understands this very well.
In this sword discussion conference, Tai'amen was at a disadvantage in terms of manpower. In many games, he was "exhausted" of all his spiritual energy and lost.
"Also, junior brother, have you thought about the magic weapon?" Ouyang Feng asked again.
Mo Hua shook his head and said honestly: "I don't have a good idea yet."
Choosing a natal magic weapon is a tricky issue.
He has no inheritance, no top-quality spiritual weapons, and no time to nurture him since childhood.
Even his exercises are unique, and his system of Taoism is also new. Some of the techniques were even learned by him through "crooked" learning, and there was no precedent for reference.
Therefore, most of Taixu Sect's existing inheritance of natal magic weapons are not suitable for his cultivation and abilities.
When Mo Hua had free time, he also considered this problem, but after much deliberation, he couldn't find a good solution.
In addition, he still has a lot to learn, including swords, formations, and body movements. He doesn't have much free time, so he has to postpone the matter of his natal magic weapon for the time being.
Ouyang Feng said seriously: "Golden elixir cultivators rely on their natal magic weapon for most of their abilities. Forging a natal magic weapon that cultivates life and soul, blends soul and body, and is of high quality is almost as important as forging a high-quality golden elixir.
."
"You need to make plans early..."
When Ouyang Feng said this, he laughed and said: "I may be a little too talkative, but I would like to ask my junior brother not to take offense."
Mo Hua shook his head, "No, thank you, Senior Brother Feng."
These words really gave him a wake-up call.
Some things need to be put on the agenda earlier, or at least prepared in advance.
Everything will be successful if it is foreseen, and it will be ruined if it is not prepared.
Don't wait until you are about to form an elixir before you have thought about your natal magic weapon.
The two chatted for a while, and then Ouyang Feng took his leave. Before leaving, he asked Mo Hua:
"Xiao Mumu is my only younger brother. He has a dull temperament and is tough but not agile. I have to ask Junior Brother Mo to take good care of him from now on."
Mo Hua said confidently: "Little Mumu will follow me, don't worry, Senior Brother Feng!"
Ouyang Feng couldn't help but smile, then with a solemn expression, he cupped his hands at the ink painting and said:
"I'm traveling here. The road is long and I don't know how many years it will take. Junior Brother Mo, see you in the world."
Mo Hua felt reluctant to give up and said: "Senior Brother Feng, see you in the world!"
The two separated.
In the next few years, Mo Hua never saw his senior brother Ouyang Feng in Taixu Sect again.
Senior Brother Feng should have embarked on a wandering journey alone, traveling around the world.
Mo Hua felt sad and could only silently wish him a safe journey...
…
After some time, after several exchanges between disciples, elders preaching, exchange of orders, sharing of achievements... and a series of step-by-step measures, the plan to merge the three sects was also implemented bit by bit.
And the process on Daoting's side has finally come to an end.
As long as the Tianquan Pavilion at the center of the Daoting is finally sealed, the matter will be finalized.
At that time, there will no longer be the three separate Tai'a, Chongxu, and Taixu gates, but only the unified Taixu gate, the main sect of "three mountains and one lineage."
Inside Tianquan Pavilion.
Several bosses were chatting in the attic.
In front of them, there were numerous volumes and piles of jade slips.
These almost include the files of almost all the monastic forces within the nine major states that have reached a certain size, have a certain scale, and have been officially recognized by the Taoist court and have a certain grade.
A series of matters such as the designation, demotion, promotion, naming, name change, delisting, etc. of these forces are all discussed and decided by the monks of Tianquan Pavilion.
Therefore, the monks of Tianquan Pavilion have great power and are also extremely busy with their affairs.
At this time, several principals of Tianquan Pavilion were discussing the "merger of three sects" of Taixu Sect.
And in the middle of the attic, there was an "old man" sitting.
This old man had a dull face, a sluggish expression, and his skin was like rotten wood. He was like a living puppet, mechanically stamping various files.
The several principals below were chatting among themselves, and no one paid any attention to this "old man".
…
"At the border of Qianxue Prefecture, the three sects of Tai'a, Chongxu and Taixu merged into one sect under the name of 'Taixu Sect'..."
"This matter has been delayed for a long time. Mr. Ge has spoken and it will be completed today."
"But it's all about the aftermath. The higher-ups have already agreed, so we don't need to make any decisions."
"We are just the principals. If we want to make decisions, we are not qualified..."
"At least you have to get through to prison."
"What are you thinking? Prison is just what you want to do. To be honest, for ordinary monks, if they can survive until the end of the main task, don't even think about prison. Even if they endure it, they won't be able to sit still if they don't have the ability. ."
"Our supervisors at Tianquan Pavilion are not bad. Unlike Tianshu Pavilion, they are in charge of formations and secrets. They don't have any ability. If I give you the supervisor's position, you don't dare to sit there, otherwise you will definitely fail. Big mold."
"Tianquan Pavilion is not simple either..."
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore and concentrate on work."
The attic was silent for a while.
But the work was boring. After a while, someone still said:
"Taixu Sect... By the way, these days, there are really separated sects who are willing to break up and get back together? What are you trying to do?"
"I can't survive anymore..."
"I heard that Qianxue Zhoujie has been undergoing restructuring recently. The changes are frequent and the competition among the sects is fierce. It is estimated that they are about to fall out of the Eight Gates, so they have to merge and find a way out."
"No wonder..."
"It's so good, no matter how the system is changed, so many things have happened for nothing."
"People die for money, and birds die for food. It's the same with sects. We outsiders can't understand the game here."
"That's true..."
"However, since the three sects merged, why only use 'Taixu Sect' as the name?"
"This is not simple. The Taixu Sect is now the most powerful and has the highest ranking. And haven't you heard that the Taixu Sect also has a formation monster..."
"evildoer?"
"You haven't heard of it?"
One of the bosses shook his head, "I've been working overtime lately and busy with the war in the Southern Wilderness. I haven't heard about it yet."
Some people also asked: "What kind of monster?"
"You must be ignorant," said the previous leader. "At the Qianxu State Boundary, during the formation discussion conference, a disciple of the Taixu Sect suddenly appeared. In the middle of foundation building, he drew the peak formation of the Nineteen Patterns and won the formation." Taoist leader."
"This matter has even spread to our Daozhou..."
"In the middle stage of foundation building, the nineteen-mark formation? Is it fake?"
"impossible……"
"Spiritual consciousness cannot be cultivated. Even if it is born, it cannot exceed this much. There must be something fishy. I don't believe it..."
"Even our Daozhou, which is the center of the Nine Provinces and has outstanding people, may not have such geniuses..."
"You're bragging a lot."
"Qianxue Zhoujie is so ignorant? Don't you know what it means to have spiritual consciousness beyond the third level? Can you believe such outrageous things?"
"Are the sects in Qianxue State trying to build momentum for the genius and bragging too much?"
"Indeed, I don't believe it either."
Several principals shook their heads.
Someone else said: "However, the examiner of the Array Discussion Conference came from Tianshu Pavilion in Daozhou. It's okay for you to doubt the Qianxue Sect, but it is impossible to question Tianshu Pavilion, right?"
"That's true..."
"Did you make a mistake?"
"What are you thinking about? Fourth-level formation masters, they can also make mistakes? They are proficient in more formations than we have reviewed..."
"Then...is there really such a genius?"
"It's hard to say..."
"Speaking of which," one of the principals asked, "what's the name of this monster...?"
A supervisor pondered: "It seems that the surname is Mo, and the name is... Mo Hua?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the principal shuddered suddenly and turned pale.
Everyone wanted to ask him something else, but it was obvious that they were a little stunned by his appearance, "What's wrong?"
"Why are you so pale?"
The boss was still frightened, and pointed upward, "I feel like the puppet just... glanced at me?"
Everyone looked around and saw the "old man" with a blank expression in the center, still stamping one file after another with sluggish movements.
"What are you talking about? This is a puppet, not a human being..."
One of the chief officials said: "Be careful, what kind of puppet? According to the rules of my Tianquan Pavilion, you must be respectfully called 'Master Puppet'..."
"There are no outsiders here, so why are you so particular?"
"Okay, even if you call me Master Puppet, isn't it still a puppet?"
"No, I really felt just now that this... Master Puppet seemed to have glanced at me..."
"Stop talking nonsense. It's just for no reason. Why is Master Puppet looking at you?"
"This, I..."
"Okay, okay," said an old director, "let's stop chatting and get down to business quickly. Let's finish the matter of the merger of the three sects at the border of Gansu Province."
"Over there in the Southern Wilderness, the war is intense and the sect is undergoing frequent changes. There may be more things going on in the next few days. How can there be any leisure time?"
"yes……"
"Master Xia is right."
"Get these chores done earlier..."
So everyone fell silent and began to work hard on the paperwork at hand. They didn't finish it until it got late.
The elderly Director Xia respectfully handed the dossier of the three Taixu sects to the puppet old man sitting in the seat.
The old man treated everyone equally and stamped his seal.
But no one noticed that his mouth moved slightly and made a slight "crunching" sound, just like... the sound of cracking pine nuts.
…
After the seal of Tianquan Pavilion was signed.
The merger of the three sects was finally implemented.
Taixumen was crowded with people at this time.
The disciples of Tai'amen and Chongxumen, which should now be called Tai'ashan and Chongxushan, gathered in the grand field of Taixu Mountain to participate in the first sect opening meeting after the merger of the three sects.
Because after the merger of the three sects, Taixu Sect was the leader, such conferences would be held in Taixu Mountain.
This conference was very grand.
The disciples of Tai'a Mountain in golden robes, the disciples of Chongxu Mountain in blue robes, and the disciples of Taixu Mountain in black and white were all gathered together, densely packed with figures, creating the atmosphere of a large sect.
After that, the heads of the three sects also gave regular speeches, urging their disciples to be united and practice diligently.
When the grand opening ceremony was over, the brand new and grand Taixu Sect was born, covering three mountains and recruiting more than ten thousand disciples.
The next day was the formation class.
Mr. Xun gathered all the disciples from the three mountains who were in the middle school year of foundation building at the dojo in Taixu Mountain.
"From now on, I will teach you all your formations."
Old Mr.
"Mo Hua, come here." Mr. Xun waved his hand.
Mo Hua nodded and walked to the center of the dojo.
Mr. Xun said to the disciples in the audience:
"This is Mo Hua. From now on, he will be your 'little senior brother' in the formation, and he will teach you the formation on my behalf."
"Come and meet your little senior brother..."
All the disciples from Tai'a Mountain and Chongxu Mountain were stunned for a moment.
Most of them are not familiar with ink painting, but they have heard of the name of ink painting.
Many disciples have even seen Mo Hua with his own eyes at the formation discussion conference. He was astonishing and talented. He suppressed all parties with a crushing attitude and won the first place in the formation.
Although Mo Hua looks young and doesn't look like a "senior brother", no one dares to question him.
What's more, this is Mr. Xun's order.
So, in the huge dojo, thousands of disciples from three sects saluted in unison and said:
"I've met my little senior brother!"
"I've met my little senior brother..."
The sounds of "little senior brother" merged into one, just like the rivers merged into the ocean. They were so majestic that they shook the forest, spread into the sky, and echoed for a long time in the ancient Taixu Mountains.
Ink painting thus became the "little senior brother" shared by many disciples after the merger of the three sects, the three mountains and one lineage.
Chapter completed!