Asking about longevity

Too much door, elder home.

At the end of the year, Xunzi Youzhuo talked to Mr. Xun Lao for some matters to discuss the sword conference.

These things were deliberately arranged by Mr. Xun.

After three tours, the business was almost talked about. Xunzi took a mouthful of tea and hesitated again and again. I still asked, "Old ancestor, do you -have you taught ink painting swordsmanship?"

Mr. Xun Lao was a little surprised. He glanced at Xunzi, and asked faintly, "Why ask this?"

Xunzi was silent for a moment, slowly: "It seems that he seems to have learned too -he has learned too much.

Mr. Xun's pupils shrink slightly, "What are you talking about?!"

Xunziyou repeated silently.

Mr. Xun's eyes condensed, "Have you seen it?"

Xunziyou's slightly jaw, "I saw him, and killed a three -product pig demon with a divine sword." "" "

Mr. Xun missed.

After half a noise, his brows frowned together, glanced at Xunzi in doubt, and asked slowly:

"You yourself -know what you are just talking about?"

Ink painting has learned the truth of the divine thoughts?

Have you killed a three -product Jindanjing pig demon?

How can these outrageous things be connected together?

After thinking about it for a moment, Mr. Xun said to Xunzi:

"Your head is over, I checked your sea of ​​knowing the sea-

He is now worried about whether Xunziyou was influenced by evil things when he was in the temple of Gunshan. Zhihai is still a little overwhelming, so that it is easy to whimsical, and he can't distinguish between thoughts and reality.

Mr. Xun's care.

Xunzi smiled bitterly, "Old ancestor, I'm fine, I really saw it with my own eyes-"

Mr. Xun Lao moved a stagnant, and when he saw that Xunzi looked at the light, unlike to say false words, he asked sinkingly:

"When is it?"

"It's during the day." Xunzi said, "Go to practice the demon mountain, saying that you want to cultivate a small method, I accidentally see it."

Xunziyou said that everything went through.

Mr. Xun frowned, "Mo painting knows, did you see it?

Xunzi Yong groaned: "I am far away and converge again. All he is in mind, all of them are on the pig demon, and should not be aware of me-"

Generally monks, even if Modern Surremis, fights with a three -product Jindan Pig Demon, must pay attention to it.

If you do your best, you can't take care of him.

Not to mention that ink paintings only have the realm of foundation.

Mr. Xun was silent, and his expression began to get seriously. Xunziyou did not speak.

Then he had to look at this seemingly "ridiculous" thing with a serious attitude.

But Mr. Xun frowned and thought about it for a long time, it was still difficult for him to link these things.

Looking at a single look, whether it is to learn the gods and think of the sword or kill the Jin Dan pig demon, it is never possible-- "

Ink painting is only the foundation, how to learn the sword?

Taixu Shenxian's sword is true, it is too much sword tactics, it is the inheritance of the town, and it is a banned surgery.

Taoxumen has a brilliant kendo genius.

In the late period of Jin Dan, the soul is stable to get started to repair the feathering, and the soul can make a small success.

Until the cave is false, it can cut the gods to cut the reality.

Building monks -how to learn the sword of divine thoughts?

Besides, he is not a sword repair.

He was scattered, and he was poor when he was young.

There are no fate swords.

Also, where does the teacher come from?

The sword is too deficient, the conditions are harsh, the practice is difficult, and the inheritance is closed, it is not easy to learn.

If you want to master, the seniors must be instructed, otherwise it is easy to go wrong and practice.

Now that the whole is too much, the person who is really proficient in the sword is only his brother alone.

His ancestor, because he did not take the Kendo, and never learned the swordsmanship.

But his elder brother sighed in his heart.

Brother is seriously injured, just like rotten wood, and now it is blocked in Houshan. How can he pass the ink painting sword tactics?

Even if there was a chance to pass on before, he could not enter Houshan at all.

Brother closed at the sword home, his temperament is very arrogant and lonely, and it is impossible to put down his body. He personally taught Mo painting such a little disciple who did not understand a little bitch.

Furthermore, even if ink paintings have learned, they have learned it, but —————————————————————————————————— Crossing the Jindan monster with the gods?

Can't write in the words.

The accomplishment of the divine thoughtful sword in it is scary.

The sword of divine thoughts is a profound sword tactic, which is divided into many swords.

The sword style, the shocking sword, the broken god sword, and even the ultimate cutting god sword style step by step.

If you want to cross Jindan, you will definitely repair the god sword.

However, you have to repair the most powerful sword -like sword style. I do n’t know how many years of hard work, and I do n’t know how much effort I need to pour.

This is to be poured by years and hard work.

Mo painting is not fake, but when he is too young, where can you work hard and cultivate such a deep god of thought?

Even the Mrs. Dugu, who was shocked by his kendo, couldn't do such a thing in the same level-

What's more, the thoughts of ink paintings are just dan, and they are limited.

Even though he repaired the sword of the gods, he tried his best to kill a pig demon who wanted to kill a Jin Dan realm.

The room was silent.

The candlelight swayed, and the fire light burned a little bit.

Mr. Xun said nothing and fell into long contemplation.

He thought about this matter over and over again, and felt that there were loopholes everywhere.

Xun Ziyou didn't dare to disturb.

I don't know how long it took before Mr. Xun came back to his senses and asked Xun Zi: "Are you sure you saw Mo Hua use a sword?"

Xun Ziyou thought for a moment and shook his head, "He didn't have a sword in his hand, but he pointed between his eyebrows, and then there seemed to be sword light in his eyes -

"Are you sure it's Jian Guang?"

Xun Ziyou was not sure when asked this question.

He didn't see the whole picture, only the mottled golden hairspring, faintly forming a shadow of the sword blade.

But it’s hard to say whether it’s a sword light or not.

"But there is sword intent."

"Are you sure it's sword intention?"

Xun Ziyou was speechless again.

The sword's intention was attributed to the spirit and was illusory. He could only "feel" it was based on his own experience, but he had no way to prove it.

Old Mr.

Even if there is an eventuality, it will never be allowed!

Taixu's spiritual thoughts turn into swords, which is Taixu's gate-forbidden technique.

No matter how outstanding Mo Hua is or how favored he is, his previous identity was still just an outer disciple of the Taixu Sect.

It is a huge crime for an outer sect disciple to secretly learn the sect's forbidden skills.

Once the news spreads, Taixu Sect will be unable to deal with it at all.

If he was punished for ink painting, he would be reluctant to part with it from the bottom of his heart.

If you secretly learn forbidden arts, according to the general sect laws, you will have your cultivation level revoked and be expelled from the sect; in more serious cases, you will be executed.

If he is not punished, he will be given a handle and criticized by other sects.

Even within the sect, he could not convince the public.

Everyone would try to learn forbidden arts secretly, which would corrupt the family tradition.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Mo Hua to learn the true secret of turning Taixu's spiritual thoughts into swords.

Old Mr.

Xun Ziyou was stunned for a moment and thought it made sense.

He just had preconceptions and took things for granted, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that these were indeed not in line with the swordsmanship "rules" of the divine sword.

It's just that ink paintings are so weird that he didn't think much about it for a while.

But no matter how bizarre it is, you still have to follow the basic rules of Taoism.

According to the sect’s records, he did not cultivate the sword with his spiritual thoughts like this——

Xun Ziyou nodded, then raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Xun.

"Then, what kind of Taoist method does Old Ancestor Mo Hua use? Is it a special type of divine mind technique?"

After all, a third-grade pig demon can be killed.

Mr. Xun was silent.

Xunzi carefully observed the words and expressions, and felt a little different in his mind, so he said: "Ancestor, don't you know this too?"

Mr. Xun raised his head and looked at him silently.

Xun Ziyou immediately realized that he was talking too much, and immediately became honest, lowered his head to drink tea, and did not dare to ask any more questions.

Mr. Xun thought for a moment and said to Xunzi leisurely:

"This matter is a bit strange, but you don't need to make a fuss. It is somewhat absurd for one person to build the foundation and kill the golden elixir monster - not to mention, you should know the foundation and background of that child Mo Hua."

"His formation attainments may be regarded as unparalleled among the disciples of his generation."

"But when it comes to frontal combat power, it's far behind."

"Moreover, what kind of third-grade monster was killed by oneself? This matter is probably——"

Mr. Xun paused for a moment and then continued, "He is carrying some kind of protective treasure. In critical moments,

Protect the master automatically and kill the third-grade monster. "

"Protective treasure?" Xunzi felt comfortable for a moment, then nodded, "What the ancestor said makes sense."

To be honest, he definitely didn't believe it in his heart.

But he had no other explanation.

Moreover, this was what the ancestor said, and he did not dare to refute it.

Seeing that Xun Ziyou was doubtful, Mr. Xun simply waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about this matter. I know it well."

"Yes." Xun Ziyou cupped his hands.

After the ancestor said this, he could not say any more, so Xun Ziyou bowed and said, "Ancestor, I will take my leave first."

Mr. Xun nodded slightly, looked at Xun Ziyou, and warned: "Don't spread this matter, let alone talk about it everywhere."

"Especially, no matter whether it is true or false, once word spreads about the true secret of turning spiritual thoughts into swords, it will cause rumors.

It will cause big trouble! "

Mr. Xun's tone was extremely solemn.

Xun Ziyou was shocked.

He almost forgot that this was a forbidden technique.

Forbidden magic is no joke.

The so-called forbidden techniques are taboo techniques, techniques that are forbidden to practice. They are all recorded in the Taoist court, and no monks from the sect are allowed to learn them again.

Therefore, Mo Hua absolutely cannot learn the true secret of transforming spiritual thoughts into swords.

Xun Ziyou knew the pros and cons, and immediately said in awe: "Ancestor, I will forget this matter."

Mr. Xun nodded and waved his hand, "Go down."

"Yes." Xun Ziyou solemnly handed over his hands, and then respectfully withdrew.

The elder was in the middle and it became quiet for a while.

Candlelight flickers.

Mr. Xun was still sitting there, motionless, but his thoughts were floating like a candle.

He couldn't believe this.

Even if he wanted to believe it, he really couldn't give himself an explanation for something that was so contrary to common sense and had no sign of cause and effect.

What's more... Senior brother, Mr. Xun, turned his head, looked deeply at the back mountain, and finally sighed deeply.

"The True Secret of Taixu Spiritual Mind Transforming into Sword—"

These words were also a pain in his heart.

Once upon a time, this sword technique symbolized the greatest glory of Taixu Sect.

At that time, the Taixu Sect's spiritual sword was as good as a cloud, and he used his mind to prove the way of heaven, and his spiritual thoughts turned into true tactics. After a hundred years of sharpening a sword, the sword came out to kill evil spirits.

Under the sword transformed by divine thoughts, no one dares to use its sharp edge to ward off evil spirits.

But if you succeed, your spiritual thoughts will turn into a sword, and if you fail, your spiritual thoughts will turn into a sword.

Over the years, countless spiritual sword cultivators have fallen victim to this sword art that "hurts both others and themselves".

This sword art is not only the supreme dignity of Taixu Sect, but also the most painful scar of Taixu Sect.

But now, this sword art is finally going to die out with Senior Brother Dugu.

Once Senior Brother Dugu dies, his spiritual thoughts will turn into swords, and they will be completely annihilated.

Perhaps in his lifetime, he would never be able to see Taixu's spiritual thoughts turned into sword magic again and see the light of day again.

The world will no longer be able to see the shocking edge of the sword transformed by divine thoughts.

Mr. Xun's eyes were dim.

This is something he already "knows".

The decision to ban the use of divine thoughts as swords was also made by him.

This is destined to be inevitable, but until now, Mr. Xun still feels deep loss and endless sadness in his heart.

At this moment, Xunzi You's words came to mind again.

Mr. Xun's gloomy eyes suddenly gave birth to a glimmer of light.

"The True Secret of Spiritual Thought Transformation into Sword" Ink Painting—

Mr. Xun muttered these two names gently, his brows gradually furrowed.

"It should be—impossible—how is it possible?"

"But what if it's true -"

Mr. Xun was slightly horrified and sighed slightly. As his spiritual thoughts circulated, his gaze became deeper and deeper, and he was thinking about it. Unknown to Mo Hua, the way he turned his spiritual thoughts into a sword was seen by Elder Xun Ziyou, who was secretly watching.

Fighting with a pig demon in the third-grade golden elixir realm was too dangerous and too tense, and he didn't dare to lose focus.

With his foundation-building cultivation, killing the Golden Core Pig Demon almost consumed all of his spiritual energy.

Therefore, Mo Hua was not aware of the fact that he was "peeped" by Elder Xun Ziyou.

In the next few days, he was still immersed in the joy of using his spiritual thoughts to transform the sword's true art into killing the third-grade golden elixir pig demon. Unfortunately, it was difficult to talk about such things.

It's not easy for him to go around looking for people to brag about.

None of his junior brothers knew that he had accomplished such an amazing "feat".

Walking at night in brocade robes, you are an ignorant person.

Mo Hua felt very sad.

But he could only keep a normal mind and continue practicing.

Fortunately, after more than a month, the discomfort gradually subsided, and it was also the end of the year, and the sect had another assessment.

I finished the ink painting test and got one A, two B, and four C.

Formation "A", Dao method "B", and an alchemy. I don't know why, but I also gave him a "

Second".

Normally, he's always on track.

There was one more B last year.

This year there is one more B.

Mo Hua couldn't help but frown.

He is a student of cause and effect, and knows that there must be monsters when things go wrong. He can't do so well in the exam for no reason.

Therefore, Mo Hua always has a vague sense of crisis in his heart.

After the exam, it’s Chinese New Year again.

Mo Hua is going to Gu's family for the New Year's Eve banquet again this year.

He specifically went to talk to Mr. Xun.

Because of the special situation now, the Shen family's affairs have been settled on the surface, but behind the scenes, the entanglements of interests and the fighting between the aristocratic families are really bloody.

Mo Hua didn't know whether it was appropriate for him to go to Gu's house to have a meal.

Mr. Xun only thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "It doesn't matter if you go."

The matter of Gushan, the Taixu Sect and the Gu family must have all been recorded in the Shen family's account, and they don't care whether they are implicated or not.

Moreover, it is also a good thing for Mo Hua to maintain the relationship with the Gu family.

Mr. Xun wrote another calligraphy and asked the ink painting to be used as a gift to the Gu family.

Mo Hua thanked him happily.

It was getting late, so Mo Hua said goodbye to Mr. Xun. After finishing the ceremony, he looked up and met Mr. Xun's very deep and complicated eyes, which made him feel a little comfortable for a moment.

"Old sir, is something wrong?" Mo Hua asked doubtfully.

Mr. Xun took a deep look at Mo Hua.

This glance gave Mo Hua the impression that Mr. Xun was guessing something in his mind, but he didn't dare to say it out due to some cause and effect.

Old Mr.

He has grown up a lot, his eyes are gentle and clear, deep and resolute. Although his face is still a little childish, his demeanor looks much calmer.

There are some things that he can already shoulder on his own.

In other words, he has been "carrying" this since he was a child——·

Mr. Xun sighed slightly, "It's nothing——"

He looked at the ink painting, patted his shoulder, and said warmly, "It's Chinese New Year, have fun."

Mo Hua nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. have a happy New Year, I'll go back first."

"Yeah, okay."

Mo Hua bowed and said goodbye respectfully.

After the ink painting left, Mr. Xun continued to read the jade slips.

In the jade slip, there is a line of "Catalog of Taixu Gate Prohibition Techniques" written on it.

Mr. Xun looked at the catalog of forbidden arts and fell into deep thought -

Qingzhou City, Gu family.

In the brightly lit backyard, there are lanterns and colorful decorations.

Mo Hua and Yu'er were putting out lanterns.

Yuer's face flushed, looking up at the red fish dragon lantern that Mo Hua made for him, her expression was very excited, but when she turned her head to look at Mo Hua, Yuer's expression suddenly became lonely again, drooping her eyelids and saying nothing,

looking pitiful.

Mo Hua noticed that he was a little emotional, so he asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Yuer was silent for a moment, and whispered: "Brother Mo, are you leaving?"

Mo Hua confirmed, "Who told you?"

Yuer shook her head, and then looked up at Mo Hua, "The big guys all said that after graduation, they will leave Taixu Gate and leave Ganzhou. Brother Mo, are you leaving too?"

The "big guy" in Yuer's mouth refers to the big stupid Cheng Mo.

Mo Hua looked at Yuer.

Yuer's eyes, under the reflection of the lights in the sky, sparkled, revealing a strong reluctance.

Mo Hua didn't want to lie to him, so he just whispered: "It's possible."

Yuer was even more disappointed.

Mo Hua rubbed his hair, "People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, this is the most normal thing. In the future, Yu'er will grow up, and she must learn to rely on herself, be firm in her character, and continue to become stronger-"

Mo Hua's voice was gentle, slowly seeping into Yu'er's heart.

Yu'er gradually gained courage in his heart and nodded seriously, and then he asked with some nostalgia:

"Then can I see Brother Mo again in the future?"

Mo Hua smiled and nodded, "Yes, I will come to see you when I am free. Or one day, Yu'er, you have become stronger and can travel around the nine states, and we will definitely meet again one day.

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"When I become stronger-can we meet again-" Yu'er's eyes suddenly revealed a longing, and then nodded repeatedly, "Brother Mo, I will definitely practice well, and I will find you in the future!"

Mo Hua smiled gently, "Okay! "

Yuer also laughed. The lights in the sky were reflected on his face, making him look innocent and romantic.

Mo Hua was relieved, but the next moment, his soul trembled, and his dragon soul resonated, and his eyes were blood red.

The lights in the sky were reflected on Yuer's face, which was bright red like blood.

And this blood-red color vaguely formed a dragon shadow.

This blood-colored dragon shadow, with the red flames, swam on Yuer's face, and then it converged and merged into Yuer's brow, and merged into his soul.

Mo Hua's heart trembled.

"..Dragon?"

"Yuer has the blood of the karma dragon flowing in his body?"