Asking about longevity

Mo Hua took a look at the boy in front of him.

Taller than himself.

Stronger than himself.

He held his head higher than himself.

His face was more heroic than himself.

The temperament between his eyebrows and eyes was also more rebellious than himself.

Mo Hua nodded and greeted him: "My name is Mo Hua.

Ouyang Xuan, who was wearing a golden Taoist robe, looked at Mo Hua indifferently and said lightly: "Ouyang Xuan."

His attitude was not good.

It is possible that he saw that Mo Hua was not tall, had a shallow cultivation, and had weak spiritual power, so he did not take Mo Hua seriously.

It is also possible that he did not take anyone seriously at all.

It was not targeting Mo Hua alone.

When the head of Taixu saw that the two had finished greeting, he nodded and said:

"From now on, you are teammates in the sword debate. You should work together to fight for a future for both the sect and yourselves. "

Mo Hua nodded, "Head, don't worry. "

Ouyang Xuan didn't say anything.

The head of Taixu didn't mind, smiled and nodded at Mo Hua, then turned and left.

After the head left, Mo Hua turned around and looked at Ouyang Xuan again.

He was sure that he had never seen this disciple of Tai'a Sect before.

He hadn't seen him in the formation class either, and this person was not his "little junior brother".

"Then where did he come from?"

Mo Hua was a little confused, but he didn't ask much. It was the first time they met, and he didn't want to ask about other people's background and privacy.

But everyone was a teammate in the sword debate from then on.

In participating in the sword debate, mutual understanding is very important.

In order to ease the atmosphere and build a good relationship, Mo Hua began to tease Ouyang Xuan to talk.

Say something like "The weather is nice today", "Do you like chicken legs?", "How did you grow so tall? " and so on.

But Ouyang Xuan looked indifferent and indifferent.

Mo Hua was asking for trouble, so he didn't bother to care about him.

He approached Ouyang Xuan for the sake of his own head and the head of Tai'a, and wanted to take him to play.

If others respect you one foot, you should respect others one yard.

But if others don't respect him, he won't give them a good face.

What's more, Mo Hua himself is also very busy.

Seeing that Ouyang Xuan still had a rebellious face and looked difficult to get along with.

Mo Hua snorted in his heart, threw him aside, and began to arrange his "little brothers" to practice-

There is a large forest between the outer mountain and the inner mountain of Taixu Gate.

This forest is surrounded by formations to block the view and hearing. The mountains inside are rugged and the terrain is complicated. This is the practice field of Taixu Gate .

Mo Hua had not planned to seriously participate in the sword fight before, so he had rarely come to this training ground.

But now he is serious.

Moreover, he wants to win with his junior brothers, so this training ground must be fully utilized.

According to the terrain of the mountains and rivers, the disciples are divided into teams. Mo Hua arranged his junior brothers, five people in a team, and began to practice tactics and spar in this huge training ground according to the established plan.

The training ground is very large and is also considered an important place in the sect. It is managed by special elders.

In theory, Mo Hua does not have the authority to allocate and call at will.

But after he occupied the training ground so openly, no one came to stop him.

The head of the sect turned a blind eye.

The elders in charge of the drill could only acquiesce.

There is no way, now it is too Elders in the Xu Sect, who have some experience, some background, or some vision, all know who Mo Hua is.

Even though he is just an outer sect disciple, sometimes what he says is more effective than the elders of the true sect.

So, in the training ground with mountains and rivers, and the terrain is crisscrossed.

The disciples of Taixu Sect, no matter how strong or weak, whether they are "prodigies" or "low-level disciples", all began to practice in an organized, tactical, and array-matched manner according to Mo Hua's plan.

Most of these disciples are only disciples of Taixu Mountain.

There are very few disciples in Tai'a Mountain and Chongxu Mountain.

The three sects have not been merged for a long time, and Mo Hua's reputation has not yet radiated to the disciples of the other two mountains.

On weekdays, everyone gets along well, and the disciples of Tai'a Mountain and Chongxu Mountain will also call Junior Brother Mo Hua.

But for such a big event as the sword fight, they are unlikely to listen to Mo Hua's orders.

However, the disciples of Taixu Mountain are enough for now.

In the training ground, the swords and swords were intertwined, and the momentum was quite huge.

Mo Hua "supervised the battle" on the side, reminding from time to time, pointing out the shortcomings, and giving suggestions for improvement.

The disciples' running-in has become more and more tacit.

The use of tactics has become more and more formal.

Mo Hua was a little relieved, and then he began to train his team.

The vast number of disciples in the sect are the foundation of the sword fight, and they are the "possibility" and "hope" of countless victories.

But on this basis, he also has to work hard.

It is necessary to do both and make preparations.

A small corner of the training ground.

Mo Hua gathered all the members of his team together.

It was almost the same as he had expected before.

He, Linghu Xiao, Cheng Mo, Situ Jian, plus Ouyang Xuan, a total of five people.

Linghu Xiao stood with Mo Hua.

He had long thought that one day he would be able to go to a sword contest with Mo Hua and lead Mo Hua to kill people everywhere.

Now his wish has come true.

Cheng Mo and Situ Jian were also very happy. They knew Mo Hua very early, had a deep friendship, and had absolute trust in Mo Hua.

No matter what happens, as long as they follow Mo Hua, the "young senior brother", they feel very at ease.

The one who doesn't fit in the group the most is Ouyang Xuan.

He stood alone, with a cold face and sharp eyes. He was only one body away from them, but he seemed to be separated by a cliff, highlighting his "unsociable" character.

Mo Hua didn't care about his "alienation".

There are always contradictions between people.

It's impossible to "get along" after only meeting a few times.

Mo Hua didn't ask Ouyang Xuan to "get along", but only asked him to implement the sword-fighting tactics according to his own purpose.

Mo Hua squatted on the ground and drew a few lines and a few little people on the sand with a branch.

Then he began to explain the basic tactical positions, formations, patterns, variations and purposes to everyone.

Although these are very basic, they are very critical.

The situation of the sword-fighting battle changes rapidly, and sometimes there is no time to command, and it all depends on the tacit understanding between each other.

At the critical moment, the more solid the basic tactics, the more timely the response can be.

All high-end tactical changes are derived from the most basic cooperation.

Mo Hua finished speaking and looked at Ouyang Xuan.

Ouyang Xuan looked indifferent and still didn't say anything.

Mo Hua didn't know if he understood it, so he said: "Practice it first."

Then everyone practiced several times according to the tactical positions he had planned before.

Cheng Mo was a "meat shield" and had some offensive capabilities.

Tong Tu Jian assisted in the attack to relieve Cheng Mo's pressure.

Linghu Xiao was the main attacker. His sword skills were the most powerful, but it took some time to prepare, and he couldn't be disturbed by others and needed others to cover him.

Therefore, Linghu Xiao's position was at the end.

Mo Hua stood beside him to support, observe the situation, coordinate the situation, and respond flexibly.

And Ouyang Xuan...

Mo Hua scanned him several times with his spiritual sense, and roughly understood his strength.

Ouyang Xuan's cultivation was very profound, and there was sword energy overflowing from his body. It was obvious that he was also a sword cultivator, and he had a good aptitude and a deep attainment in swordsmanship.

His swordsmanship is a little worse than Xiaoxiao's swordsmanship, but his cultivation is deeper than Xiaoxiao's.

The headmaster is right. This Ouyang Xuan is indeed a "top genius".

Although he is not the kind of "pentagonal" perfect genius, he is also very strong.

Therefore, Mo Hua let him be a "single soldier". According to the specific situation, he can fight alone or assist.

If he performs well, he can play a big role with his own strength.

If he does not perform well, it will not affect the overall situation.

Everyone worked together for a while.

At the beginning, it was okay. Ouyang Xuan's comprehension was extremely high, and he understood tactics quickly. In addition, he was strong and cooperated well.

But after practicing a few times, Ouyang Xuan became impatient.

Either stand still as a "stone", or be a maverick as a "show bag", or change the position at will according to his own wishes.

Cheng Mo also made mistakes frequently.

Cheng Mo had a bad temper to begin with, and he immediately got angry and asked:

"What do you mean?"

Ouyang Xuan said coldly: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Mo said angrily: "This is a tactical formation practice. Why don't you stand in your position and run around?"

"What formation?" Ouyang Xuan sneered, "Back and forth, it's just these few positions, I can see through it at a glance, what do you need to practice?"

He looked at Cheng Mo sharply, "This kind of low-level tactics, still need to be practiced so many times, the talent is really dull, I really don't know why the head of the sect insisted on letting me, with you, such a mediocre team -"

"His words were a bit insinuating, and when he spoke, he looked at Mo Hua out of the corner of his eye.

This time Cheng Mo was really angry.

His face completely turned cold, holding two axes, he said in a rough voice: "What, you want to fight?

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"Fight?" Ouyang Xuan sneered, "You are worthy? "

Looking at Ouyang Xuan's appearance of asking for a beating, Cheng Mo almost raised his axe to chop him, but he finally held back.

Cheng Mo just looked reckless, not really a fool.

The sect rules forbid disciples from fighting. If he chop down with an axe, it will violate the sect rules and he will be punished.

What's more, Cheng Mo knew that this was the team of the junior brother, and the junior brother's words were the final say.

If the junior brother had said that he would chop down Ouyang Xuan, even if it would violate the sect rules, he would not hesitate to chop down with an axe.

But now the junior brother didn't speak, although he was angry, he couldn't act rashly.

Linghu Xiao and Situ Jian on the side also looked unfriendly.

On the contrary, Mo Hua His expression was calm and his eyes were thoughtful.

If it were normal, even if Ouyang Xuan had a bad temper and a bad attitude, he would not pay much attention to him.

But it was different now.

This was a team for the sword fight, which was related to the interests of Taixu Sect and the cause and effect of his master.

What he needed was an "obedient" teammate who could 100% follow his wishes and firmly implement the tactics.

He didn't need a "genius" who seemed to have strong talent and strength, but had a different heart and would make trouble.

The sword fight was about to start, and time was precious.

Mo Hua didn't want to waste too much time on Ouyang Xuan.

Sometimes, you have to be a little ruthless.

Mo Hua glanced at Ouyang Xuan and said lightly: "Come with me."

After that, Mo Hua turned around and walked towards the grove on the side.

Ouyang Xuan frowned, his expression was slight. He didn't like being "dictated to" like this.

But seeing that ink paintings go further and further, Ouyang Xuan thought for a moment, and sneered, "I want to see, how can you take me?"

Then he took his steps and walked towards the ink painting.

The two disappeared into the forest.

The forest is dense, and the figure is not seen.

Linghu laughs, Cheng Mo and Situjian have three face,

"Brother Little -What does he do?"

"He wouldn't think about it · — right?

"Can he play it?"

"It's hard to say. -. It feels a bit difficult. To be honest, this Ouyang Xuan is still very strong-"

"The main little brother is a 'crispy skin", the fault tolerance rate is too low —— · ·

"Do you want to help? I'm afraid my brother will suffer — · -

When the three were discussing, a terrible breath broke out in the forest. After that, it was fleeting. There was no abnormality in the forest, but it seemed deep and dead, and it was shocking.

Linghu laughed at the three of them suddenly, and the words stopped abruptly, and they turned their heads to look at the forest.

After a moment, the forest was dazzling, the figure appeared, and the ink painting came out with Ouyang Xuan.

The ink painting looks as usual.

Ouyang Xuan's face was white, and her body still trembled slightly, as if she had seen "ghosts", and was shocked.

Walking in front of everyone, the ink painting's face overflowed with a warm smile:

"We" pushed our hearts and staped "and talked, Ouyang also realized that what I just said was not properly said.

This incident was revealed. "

"Everyone is a disciple who is too dazzling. He worked together and worked together for the honor of Zongmen.

His words are like spring breeze.

Linghu laughed at the three people's look.

Ouyang Xuan's face was pale, and he couldn't say a word.

Mo Hua looked at the crowd and said with a smile:

"Okay, that's so pleasant decision."

After that, the crowd continued to run the tactics for the sword conference.

Ouyang Xuan is really "honest" now.

Even some "honesty" is "honest" than "honesty".

What he said, what he did at a glance.

His face was still shocked. It seems that he hasn't returned from the nightmare of the small forest.

But thanks to this, the exercises have been unusual afterwards.

Tai Amen.

The head of Tai A was talking about the sword with a middle -aged elder, and suddenly frowned, "What's wrong?" The middle -aged elder asked.

The head of Tai Ah was a little uneasy, "You said, Xuan'er wouldn't be okay-

The middle -aged elder is slightly fat, fair face, and laughed with three points without words.

"On the sword."

"Taixu Mountain?"

"Well," Tai A's head nodded and frowned. "I forcibly stuffed Xuan'er. In case of no trouble, it was not very good.

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The middle -aged elder thought for a moment and nodded:

"Xuan Gongzi has a special identity, and he has been raised in front of his ancestors since he was a child. His homework is also taught by Elder Chuan. His temperament will inevitably be lonely. To be honest, if you don't make any trouble, I'm afraid it is unlikely ——

Tai A's head frowned and sighed, "I can't help it--"

"This child -· · Generation is too high, and the head of me is a‘ flat generation ”. It is really impossible to fight. "

"I didn't dare to say the relationship in it."

"Otherwise, as his identity, it is even more unable to mix with the disciples of the same door."

"The elder who Zongmen came from top to bottom, and no one dared to care about him at all, so he raised his rags."

"But now, I send him to Taixu Mountain, go with other disciples, and form a team to discuss the sword together .."

The eyebrows of Tai A's head are getting tighter, "I'm afraid of extreme circumstances. In case of fighting, I hurt the disciples of the Taixu Mountain, which will damage the three pulses."

And here is here. Even if Ouyang Xuan hurts the disciples of Taixu Mountain, he is not really punished.

His head is really not easy to do.

The middle -aged elder thought for a moment, and then slowly said:

"Otherwise, it's still a case? From the pulse of Taoshan, just take some disciples to accompany Xuan's son to discuss the sword. Just accompany him to" play ", everyone knows the bottom, and it will not be troublesome —"

"What is the body?" Tai Aya said, "It's always used to it, and he will really become a" second ancestor "."

"In the future, if there is no one in this way, it will inevitably suffer a lot. If you don't think about it, people will abolish it, and it will waste his good qualifications."

The middle -aged elder shook his head:

"Then you can only slowly sharpen like this. If the son of Xuan Xuan really makes trouble, he will come forward too much, and lose a gift ....

The head of Tai Ah thought for a moment, and could only nod, "Only that ————————

"I hope that the disciples of Xuan'er and Taixu Mountain can be in harmony —

Of course, he also knew that even if he could get it, this was by no means a work overnight.

With the "unruly" temperament of Xuan'er, no one is in his eyes, and it is impossible to settle at all. I do n’t know how many things they will do to come to this kind of thing.

Tai A's head sighed.

But two days later, he couldn't let go of this heart.

Tujushu has repeatedly, Tai A's head still urges the Fa, left Tai A Mountain, arrived at Taixu Mountain, entered the exercise field, and wanted to see his "second ancestor" of Tai Amen. Don't really have no one in your eyes, causing something to happen.

But as soon as he entered the exercise field, Tai A's head first met the head of Tai Xu.

Both were a little surprised.

However, the Sword Conference Conference is important, and naturally pays more attention, and neither of them feels surprised.

"Please." Taixu headed.

"It's hard work."

A boy put his seat and worshiped tea.

Between the tea incense box, the two heads sat in the loft to drink tea.

On the exercise, the disciples are practicing the retreat and retreat, and various tactical changes.

The formation has a plate and eye, and the movements are neat.

The head of Tai A was for Ouyang Xuan. You can see the scene in front of him.

"Is this a Taoist soldier?"

Taixu's head said: "I can't talk, but the disciples, the exercise is regular."

The head of Tai Ah looked at it and nodded slightly.

It is true that it is a Taoist soldier.

The formation of the Taoist soldiers should be more regular and stricter.

The order is prohibited, and there is no mistake.

Relatively speaking, the disciples on the exercise field are still a lot of tender, and the formation changes are also very sparse.

And now it seems that the drills are just the basic tactical formation. There are no supporting spirits and formations, and there is no way to compare with the "Taoist soldiers".

But even so, it is not easy.

This is the prototype of "Tianjiao Taoist Soldier "--