Asking about longevity

Late at night, I went to the school.

Somewhere in a sect hall.

A group of Taoist elders gathered together again with gloomy faces.

The last time I stayed up late for a meeting was last time.

They originally thought that this kid Mo Hua would never make any waves again, and that Taixu Sect had indeed lost several games in a row.

Just when the situation seemed settled, unexpectedly, this annoying ink painting caused trouble again.

This time, there were more people in the hall.

In addition to the Taoist elders, a group of formation elders were also pulled over.

After all, the Taoist elder only focuses on Taoism.

Questions about the formation -

They were all elders of the sect who were at the Jindan level or above. Many of them had a wide range of interests, so they were not completely ignorant.

But that is a general formation problem.

The targets are all ordinary formation masters.

A genius in formation who is like a demon is not someone they can control.

Especially, there is Mo Hua, a master of formation who is unrivaled among thousands of sects.

Even though he was only at the foundation-building stage, even though he was just a sect disciple, his attainments in formations were far beyond the reach of these Taoist elders.

Professional matters can only be done by professional soil repairmen.

Therefore, some elders with profound knowledge of formations from various sects were specially invited to attend the meeting together.

The formation elders all found it strange.

This kind of thing has never happened before.

After all, this is a sword-fighting competition, and it's a test of swordsmanship and Taoism.

Those who study Taoism will never discuss the rules with those who study formations.

But with the emergence of ink painting, some things gradually began to become "unprecedented".

In the main hall, a group of monks sat around and discussed:

"I underestimated this kid after all—

"In the sword-fighting competition, he racked his brains to find loopholes and drew a high-level formation to defend the city. This is really outrageous..."

"This brat can always come up with something new for you—"

“It’s such a headache—

Elder Youdao was so angry with Mo Hua that he snorted coldly:

"The sword-fighting tournament has been going on for thousands of years, and no one has ever taken advantage of this loophole. This kid is so cunning that he made an eye-catching move." -"

"Does that mean no one is taking advantage of the loophole? That means they don't have the ability to do so!"

"How many people can draw a high-level formation with nineteen patterns in the late stage of foundation building? Such people usually don't necessarily come to discuss swordplay."

"You don't understand," an elder of the formation explained, "It's not enough to just be able to draw. The most important thing is to draw quickly."

"When the battle is about to begin, two or even three high-level formations can be drawn in a short period of time. This speed of drawing formations is incredible.

Some people, even if they didn't go to watch the game, have seen it several times in the shadow picture.

When Mo Hua drew the formation, although it was hidden and could not be seen clearly, the speed at which the formation was formed was truly amazing.

Laymen only see the high-level formations.

Only experts can notice that the speed of forming this formation is the most outrageous.

The formation is powerful and takes a long time to prepare.

This is also one of the biggest drawbacks of the formation.

If you can't quickly draw up a formation, it will be useless no matter how powerful it is.

Therefore, in addition to his extremely profound attainments in formation, Mo Hua's method of quickly forming a formation is also at the "cheating" level.

"I was fooled by this kid—"

Someone sighed and said helplessly, "In the Taixu Sect's sword-fighting team, Mo Hua's initial position should be a "formation master"!"

Not just a simple formation master.

A second-grade high-level formation master with extremely strong life-saving ability!

That's why the ancestors of Taixu Sect and even the top leaders of Taixu Sect would allow him to team up with a genius like Linghu Xiao.

It's just that they hid it too well.

First comes magic, then concealment, then body movement, and finally formation.

The cards are revealed step by step.

Everyone was led by him step by step.

Everyone's impression of Mo Hua changed from a "leader of formations" with a false reputation, to a "slacker" in the sword-fighting competition, to a "prince" in the Taixu Sect, to a low-level spiritual practitioner, to a spiritual practitioner who could hide, to a spiritual practitioner who could perform body movements -

When everyone thought that he was a powerful spiritual practitioner who knew everything, he suddenly brought out his old tricks again, catching everyone off guard.

Everything has come full circle, back to square one:

This Mo Hua is still the formation wizard who overwhelmed the four sects and dominated three generations.

He is the best in the study of formations and the leader in the art of formations!

At this moment, all the Taoist elders in the hall came to their senses.

For a moment, they all felt like monkeys being fooled by sesame, corn and watermelon.

"This brat deserves to die!"

Some elders gnashed their teeth.

If he were not an elder and could not save his face, he would have wanted to ask for a "Slaughter Ink Order" and join the "big family" that condemns ink painting.

"Okay," said an elder, "there's no point in saying all this. The most urgent thing is to think of a way to deal with the problem at hand."

"There is a permanent solution -

An elder's eyes flickered. "Just rule that he violated the rules, cancel his win in the previous round, and forbid him from using high-level formations again."

"good!"

"There is no precedent for using high-level formations in a sword-fighting competition."

"Fix him for violating the rules, and that's it."

Others responded.

But some people sneered, "How can it be so simple?"

"He dismantled the formation medium, brought a formation brush, and used spiritual ink. These are all part of the sword fighting rules."

"If you insist on convicting him of violations, you need to add rules and change the regulations."

"The rules of Lundao Mountain have been in use for thousands of years. Who dares to change them?"

"That's right - the laws of our ancestors cannot be changed."

"Then at least remove the spiritual ink from the clutter?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? This spiritual ink was placed in the 'miscellaneous items' by the ancestor of Lun Dao Mountain himself.

The ancestor must have a deep meaning for doing this."

“The ancestor of Lun Dao Mountain is not an ordinary ancestor.”

"Don't even mention Ling Mo. Even if he put a pile of shit in there, it has a profound meaning, and you can't change it!"

"With so many elders here, shouldn't you be more polite in your words?"

"It's a rough statement, but the truth is true."

Some people nodded and said, "Indeed."

"The laws of our ancestors cannot be changed—"

"Besides, even if we want to change it now, it's a bit too late. We have already reached this point."

"Besides, this is a sword fighting competition, and it is the focus of everyone's attention. With so many distinguished guests watching, changing the rules at the last minute would be too frivolous and would inevitably cause criticism."

"It can't be changed. This is the only way to compare."

"Then think of a way to target this ink painting formation?"

"A high-level formation of the second grade with nineteen patterns is not that easy to learn. I don't think this kid can learn too much."

"Once you understand the basics of his formation, it will be easier to deal with him..."

Before anyone could reply, a senior and discerning formation elder sneered and said, "Do you know the weight of the four words 'formation leader'?"

"Understand the foundation of the formation?"

"Do you know who you are talking about?"

"Didn't you go to the last debate meeting?"

"This Mo Hua, how did he win? Don't you have any idea?"

"What does crushing mean? Do you understand crushing?"

"This is a sword fighting competition. He relies on magic to survive, so the fight is very back-and-forth."

"If this is a competition to discuss formations, what is being compared is formations. To be frank, all those geniuses in your eyes are trash!"

"In terms of swordplay, he is on the away field, but in terms of battle formation, he is at home."

"When we finally got to the main arena of the battle, this Mo Hua, unlike other geniuses, still wanted to be the first in the sect.

That sect's number one, he is the real deal, the number one in learning!"

"You don't learn formations, and you don't teach formations. You have no idea how deep his formation foundation is."

"I have no idea how unbelievable it is to teach such a monster of formation."

The formation elder who was speaking had a head full of white hair, deep wrinkles, and was extremely experienced.

His words made everyone look extremely ugly.

But no one dared to refute it, and no one had anything to refute it.

There was silence in the hall for a while.

An elder of the Qiandao Sect, who was of a very distinguished status, looked solemn at this moment and slowly spoke:

"Then according to Master Yan's opinion, what should we do?"

The old formation master with white hair, called "Old Yan", pondered for a moment, then said directly:

"Forget about trying to restrain him with the formation."

"Each of your sects, even if all the disciples of your four major sects are added together, no one can restrain him with the formation."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have suppressed you and won the title of the leader of the formation."

“That was three years ago—”

The elder of Qiandao Sect's face turned pale, but he said nothing.

Elder Yan added: “Although you don’t like this kid, you must admit that he has a talent for formations.

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"Now that three years have passed, no one knows how advanced his formation is."

"Therefore, you are definitely no match for the formation itself."

"But a formation is a formation after all. Although it is powerful, it has great limitations."

"The formation needs to be ambushed and arranged in advance."

"Once it is set up, the formation cannot be moved."

"These two points are the same for any formation master. Even a formation master is no exception.

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"Besides, no matter how fast he draws the formation, it still wastes time."

"This time is also a flaw."

"His habits of drawing, arranging and using formations, as well as any bad habits, can also be studied and used. "Anything and anyone is afraid of being studied."

"Once he is thoroughly studied, he will be blocked everywhere, and no matter how advanced his formation is, he will not be able to make any waves.

The elder of the Qiandao Sect calmed down a little, and said with a folded hand: "Then I'll leave it to Elder Yan."

Old Yan nodded slightly, but he obviously did not look relaxed.

Taixu Gate, late at night.

Mo Hua was still lying in front of the desk in the disciple's residence, patiently planning something famous on paper.

If you plan ahead, you will succeed; if you don't, you will fail.

The sword fight seems simple, it just involves fighting with the geniuses of other sects to determine the winner.

But Mo Hua has devoted a lot of time and effort to the painting off the stage.

Day and night, he planned famous tactics, deduced cause and effect, and sought that glimmer of chance of victory.

It’s just that these hard-working monks who were watching the battle, as well as most people, couldn’t see it.

Victory is never easy.

Moreover, none of the geniuses from the major sects in Ganxuezhou are easy to deal with.

The same was true of the sword fight with the Tianjian Sect during the day.

Mo Hua had already used his trump card and used a high-level formation to strengthen the city gate, but it was still breached by the Tianjian Sect twice.

Especially that Xiao Ruohan, his Nine Styles of Heavenly Sword was so powerful.

If he hadn't been more skilled and hadn't had an extra trick up his sleeve, he would have almost failed again.

Mo Hua sighed:

"It's so hard to win a game—"

To this day, after fighting with a number of disciples from the sect, especially personally fighting with geniuses of the level of Xiao Wuchen and Ao Zhan, Mo Hua truly felt the profound heritage of the Ganxue sect and the strong strength of the disciples from the aristocratic families.

Geniuses of the level of Xiao Wuchen and Ao Zhan are on par with the Fire Buddha who was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage that he met back then.

Even in terms of spiritual roots and Taoist inheritance, geniuses like Xiao Wuchen are better than Fire Buddha.

It is true that Fire Buddha died in his own hands.

But Mo Hua knew clearly in his heart that it was because Uncle Gu, who was in the Jindan realm, attracted firepower for him, and he fought with the Fire Buddha head-on until he was almost exhausted, and only then did he take advantage of the opportunity.

The sword fighting competition is different.

In the sword fight, he no longer has an "Uncle Gu" in the Jindan realm to attract fire for him and block geniuses like Xiao Wuchen and Ao Zhan head-on.

What's more, the Fire Buddha is a human being.

But when the geniuses were discussing swordsmanship, Xiao Wuchen and his group were five people in total.

The people around Xiao Wuchen and Ao Zhan are all top-notch geniuses in their respective sects.

This was a battle of swordplay, with countless eyes watching from inside and outside. Mo Hua had no choice but to use all his methods without any scruples.

It's hard to win even one.

And even if we win one, what about the rest?

Xiao Wuchen, Ao Zhan, Duanmu Qing, Shen Linshu, the four top geniuses of the four sects, plus the first-class genius "Xiao Ruohan", there are probably a dozen of them, all of whom are "enemies".

This is just a discussion of the earth.

When it comes to the "天" character sword discussion later on, enemies are everywhere you look.

Just thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle. After doing this calculation, Mo Hua couldn't help but wonder, can Taixu Sect really get first place in this sword-fighting competition?

In the eyes of the Taixu Sect's leader and elders, perhaps the position of one of the "Four Major Sects" is enough.

No, they didn’t even dare to think about the position of “Four Great Sects”.

This is a dream that is tempting but out of reach.

But Mo Hua didn't say that his goal had always been to be the first in sword fighting.

Only if Taixu Sect won the first place in the sword contest, the reward for the champion of the sword contest could go to Taixu Sect, and only then would he have the chance to obtain that formation:

Yi Wood Rejuvenation Formation.

Mo Hua's eyes sank slightly.

This is a formation related to the cause and effect of the master.

It is even possible that this is the formation that brought the master back to life.

The name "Yi Mu Hui Chun" is ordinary, and others may not know the value of this formation.

But Mo Hua knew in his heart that if this was really the formation to save his master, it meant that this formation, in a certain sense, had the power to transform yin and yang, reverse life and death, trace cause and effect, and reveal the mysteries of heaven.

According to Mo Hua's intuition, this is definitely an ancient and terrifying formation.

Get it no matter what.

No matter what, we must save the master——

“Master——”

Mo Hua sighed, put his hands behind his head, looked up at the night sky, thinking about the past, feeling melancholy.

The master's face and the words he had told him flowed through Mo Hua's mind one by one.

But Mo Hua only thought about it for a while and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The ways of heaven were mysterious and unpredictable, and he was afraid that others would discover the cause and effect, so he only dared to think about his master's affairs occasionally in his mind and did not dare to think about them often.

Mo Hua closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, discarding the thought of "Master", and then focused his attention, silently saying in his heart:

"We must win—"

"Even if the current cause and effect is confusing, we must try our best to win every game and accumulate every victory point.

Waiting for the key turning point to come—."

Mo Hua had a vague premonition in his heart.

This sword fight will definitely not be that simple.

Something big is bound to happen.

Before that, every game you win is a win.

Afterwards, the sword-fighting competition continued.

Mo Hua's next opponent is the top-notch genius of Qiandao Sect.

Not Shen Linshu, but not to be underestimated either.

The form of the sword fight is still an offensive and defensive battle.

But this time, the Taixu Sect was in charge of the attack, while the Qiandao Sect was in charge of the defense.

On the day of the sword fight, there was a large crowd at Lundao Mountain, and more cultivators came to watch the fight.

The Taixu Sect had been losing all the way, which was disappointing and disappointing.

But in the last match, because Mo Hua showed off his formation skills and won against the Tianjian Sect, the Taixu Sect suddenly "stood up" again, and this sword fight was naturally interesting again.

Of course, there are still criticisms, especially against ink paintings:

"Since this is a sword-fighting competition, relying on formations would be putting the cart before the horse and go against the original purpose of the sword-fighting competition."

"If this Mo Hua has any sense of shame, he should abandon the formation and fight with the geniuses of other sects with real swords and guns to decide the outcome."

"Go talk to Mo Hua yourself."

"If he pays any attention to you, I lose."

"If you don't use the means when you have them, aren't you a bastard?"

"Lun Daoshan really doesn't care about it anymore?"

"I haven't broken any rules, why should Lun Daoshan interfere?"

"Just wait and see. In this sword duel, Mo Hua will definitely rely on formations."

"What formation will you rely on this time?"

"How should I know? This kid is as smart as a ghost. Who knows what formations he has learned?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? When the sword fight starts, he'll know once he starts drawing, right?"

Amid the discussions outside the venue, the debate inside the venue finally began.

The disciples of Qiandao Sect guard the city.

The Taixu Sect divided its troops into two groups and began to attack the city.

This process is no different from that of a normal siege, the only difference is that Mo Hua is not involved.

As soon as the sword fight started, he ran to a small hill and secretly drew a formation.

Everyone was curious about what kind of formation he would draw.

What is even more curious is his technique of drawing the formation and how fast he can form the formation.

As a result, Mo Hua ran to the small hill, took out a blanket and covered himself.

Then he hid under his blanket and drew secretly, not showing it to anyone else.

In Fang Tian’s painting, all you can see is a “caterpillar” wrapped in a blanket.

This made the monks watching the battle very angry and they cursed:

"Stingy!"

"mean!"

"Judge a gentleman by your own standards."

"You're not even allowed to look at the formation drawing?"

Some formation elders who were holding the "Shadow Map" nearby also sighed, looking helpless.

They all participated in the sword-fighting conference to show their strength to all the major families, major sects, and even thousands of cultivators.

The other geniuses were eager to show off their prowess in front of everyone.

This Fang Tian Huaying is the biggest stage.

But the ancestor who created Fang Tian Huaying probably didn't expect that there would be someone who did the opposite, fearing that his abilities would be ruined.

Being seen by others.

Even when drawing a formation, you have to cover it with a blanket.

An ordinary genius really cannot do such a thing.

They want face.

But Mo Hua is different, he really has no shame at all.

As for the ink paintings on the scene, naturally, they don’t care so much.

Everything is for winning, how much is face worth?

Through the previous sword fight, he had clearly understood one thing:

That is, in the sword-fighting arena, there are always a bunch of people staring at you at any time and anywhere, and they are all trying to find ways to target you.

The more your methods are exposed, the more you will be targeted.

And some hidden cards, if revealed later, can be hidden for a few more rounds, and maybe even lead to one more victory.

Therefore, if you can hide, you must hide.

Hide by any means necessary.

Even if it's just finding a blanket and covering yourself.

Often the simplest means have the most unexpected effects.

At least this blanket covered the ink painting and also covered everyone else.

In this way, Mo Hua covered himself with a blanket and secretly drew the formation. He dawdled for a while so that others could not guess his true speed of drawing the formation. Then he put away the blanket, took the formation, and ran towards the direction of Qiandao Sect's "city".

Other sects are fine.

But he has an old grudge with Qiandao Sect.

At first, he wanted to join the Qiandao Sect, but he couldn't even enter the "mountain gate".

So during today’s sword fight, he was going to blow up the “city gate” of Qiandao Sect!

Mo Hua looked excited.

It's not that he is narrow-minded, but he was forced by the situation to fight and he had no choice.