Chapter 738 What are you saying


    In the woods.


    Cheng Mo was wearing three levels of armor, carrying two axes on his shoulders, and was ready to face the battle with a fierce look on his face.


    Mo Hua walked into the woods and said respectfully: "Brother, I brought someone to you."


    Cheng Mo was stunned, and then he saw Mo Hua wink at him. He immediately understood it and nodded with a majestic look on his face:


    "good!"


    When Song Jian saw Cheng Mo''s temperament, he thought to himself.


    This guy who leads the way turns out to be just a "little follower".


    This majestic big man is the leader of this disciple of Taixu Sect.


    Song Jian ignored the ink painting, cheered up and stared at Cheng Mo.


    Cheng Mo sneered, not afraid.


    This is what Mo Hua told him in advance, and he should show his arrogance of "fearlessness".


    The two sides confronted each other.


    Ink painting pointed at the woods and said seriously:


    "Just fight in this woods, no means limit, only the winner, the loss, life and death. Whoever admits defeat or cannot get up within ten breaths after falling to the ground will be defeated."


    "Whoever loses must follow the promise..."


    Mo Hua looked at Song Jian, "If my Taixu Sect is defeated, I will return your Broken Golden Sword. If you are defeated, then in this Demon Refining Mountain, I will not bother my Taixu Sect disciples."


    Mo Hua confirmed again: "Is it okay?"


    Song Jian said: "I keep my word."


    Cheng Mo also said, "One word is certain."


    The two sides nodded and reached an agreement.


    Only Xun Ziyou in the distance was confused and confused:


    "What are you playing with inexplicably?"


    Duel?


    What''s the use of this thing?


    Are they so idle...


    Xunziyou didn’t understand.


    Since Mr. Xun talked to him and confirmed carefully, a hair in Mohua is about the equivalent exchange scale of one of his arms.


    He has become the exclusive "bodyguard" of Mo Hua in the Demon Refining Mountain.


    He doesn''t care about Taixu Sect, but as long as Mo Hua enters the Demon Refining Mountain, he has to stare.


    Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, the ancestor will definitely not be able to forgive him.


    He knew that Mo Hua had snatched Song Jian''s broken golden sword, and he also saw it with his own eyes that day.


    But he didn''t know what happened after snatching the sword.


    He didn''t understand even more. What did Mo Hua do when he robbed someone else''s spiritual sword? He even had such a strange duel...


    Xun Ziyou''s eyebrows frowned slightly.


    What exactly does this kid want to do?


    He couldn''t understand a little.


    But as long as the ink painting is not injured, he is too lazy to care about other things.


    Moreover, this duel was not a thin Mo Hua who fought on it. It was Cheng Mo and Song Jian who had two irrelevant disciples. He watched from the side, just not having any death.


    On the other side, the duel is about to break out.


    In less than a moment, Cheng Mo and Song Jian had already formed a group.


    Cheng Mo was wearing armor, with blood surging, holding two big axes in his hand, wielding the ground with a tiger-like wind, and his spiritual power was stimulating.


    Song Jian used the method of escaping the golden body to deal with it, took the time to control the Broken Golden Sword, urging the golden sword to activate the sword energy of the golden shining, and fought with Cheng Mo.


    His original top-grade broken gold sword was snatched by Mo Hua.


    The temporarily reserved spirit sword in my hand is also top-grade and has similar standards, but it is not as good as the previous spirit sword.


    But because his cultivation is not weak, he also learned the most orthodox Broken Gold Sword Art, and he was matched with the above-grade Broken Gold Sword. He was not at a disadvantage when he was not cheated by Mo Hua.


    But the purpose of ink painting is not to let them really make a duel and compete with each other.


    The two fought for dozens of rounds. Cheng Mo remembered Mo Hua''s instructions and pretended to be defeated, only defending but not attacking.


    Song Jian felt that Cheng Mo''s spiritual power was not supported and his strength was weak. He didn''t doubt that he was there. He thought that his sword skills were too powerful. Cheng Mo couldn''t resist it anymore. He looked even more arrogant and sneered:


    "You disciples from this Taixu Sect are just like that!"


    After saying that, his offensive became more urgent.


    The Broken Golden Sword Technique was urged to the extreme. He used the advantages of the Spirit Sword to manifest the dazzling golden sword light, slashing Cheng Mo one by one.


    He wants to defeat Cheng Mo in one go and win back his Broken Golden Sword.


    Then, in front of these Taixu disciples, he ridiculed them severely and avenged his previous shame.


    Sword marks began to appear on the armor on Cheng Mo''s body.


    As expected by ink painting, although it is a triple armor of gold, soft silk, and fine iron, its defense effect is not particularly good in the face of the sharp broken gold sword energy.


    After receiving a few more sword energy, the armor gradually cracked.


    Cheng Mo could only dodge while relying on his strong body, strong blood and strong sword energy, so he seemed quite embarrassed.


    At the same time, he still looked contempt and shouted loudly with a rough voice:


    "That''s the level of the broken golden sword energy?"


    "Your Sword Skill in the Kinmen Sect is nothing more than that!"


    "It doesn''t hurt or itch when it hits me, and it doesn''t even hurt or itchy, and it doesn''t even matter if it''s scraping..."


    “… Use some force, teenager, haven’t you eaten?”


    Song Jian was furious and swung the spiritual sword tightly. The sword energy was like a net, cutting it on Cheng Mo, wishing he could cut Cheng Mo into pieces.


    He hates others calling him "little face".


    Cheng Mo became even more embarrassed because of this.


    Xun Ziyou shook his head when he looked aside.


    What is this to do? Are you beaten with a stubborn mouth?


    I, a disciple of Taixu Sect, do such a brainless thing...


    Xunzi sighed, feeling a little uncomfortable.


    Since the three sects were divided and continued to this day, the inheritance of the Taixu Sect has declined one by one. Even the "Taixu Divine Thoughts and Sword True Art" that has changed the most evil spirits has become a forbidden technique and cannot be passed on again...


    The situation of the sect is now much worse than before.


    On the contrary, Tai Amen won the first place in the eight major goals in the last Taoist conference.


    The Chongxu Gate also made steady progress.


    Only Taixu Sect falls behind people step by step.


    Now the disciple cannot practice any decent sword technique, but instead is hit by second-rate guys like Duanjinmen with sword energy.


    It’s true that the dragon swims in the shallows and the tiger falls in the flat sun.


    If this were put in the past and if they had ten courage, they would not dare to anger Taixu Sect.


    Xunzi was slightly angry.


    The Taixu sword intent is added, and his spiritual consciousness is as sharp as a sword. If you really want to kill, some evil demons can kill him with just one look!


    It''s a pity...


    No one practices the magical sword, no one dares to practice it, and no one can practice it...


    The sect no longer spreads.


    This unique skill will eventually be buried in the sword tomb forever, just like the broken iron swords all over the mountains, it will be permanently sealed in the long river of practice.


    As soon as he thought of this, Xunziyou looked melancholy and had a hint of sadness in his heart.


    After being so melancholy for a long time, Xunzi suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something.


    He came to his senses and looked around, only to realize that the ink painting was gone.


    Xunzi sighed dejectedly.


    When taking care of this kind of "naughty child", I am really tired and I cannot relax at all.


    If you are not careful, the child will not know where to go...


    Xun Ziyou let go of his spiritual sense and glanced around. Then he realized that Mo Hua secretly hid behind a big tree while everyone was not paying attention.


    This is the battle between Cheng Mo and Song Jian.


    He was drilling behind the big tree alone, sneaking around, not knowing what he was trying on.


    Xunziyou frowned slightly.


    "What bad idea is this kid..."


    With the help of the third-grade spiritual weapon, he concealed his body, then curled his breath, tiptoed behind Mo Hua.


    He was not too close, but was several feet away, stretching his head and secretly watching what Mo Hua was doing.


    Mo Hua sat on the ground with concentration, with a very mysterious and obscure atmosphere on her body.


    From time to time, he would look up.


    The direction we look at is exactly where Cheng Mo and Song Jian fight.


    After reading it, he lowered his head and carefully drew something on the paper in front of him.


    Xun Ziyou looked confused.


    "What can I draw this?"


    Draw comic strips?


    Draw the process of Cheng Mo and Situ Jian fighting?


    This child Mo Hua, although he is a little childlike in his work occasionally, he is not so boring...


    Xunziyou walked closer and took a look.


    There are lines drawn on the paper, which looks like array patterns.


    "It''s a formation pattern..."


    "I just said, it''s impossible to be so boring."


    Xun Ziyou took a look again and realized that these array patterns seemed a bit special, without curved pens, all of which were straight strokes like knife-cutting and axe-chiseled, revealing a sharp edge.


    Xunziyou was stunned.


    This is...a sword formation?


    He took another look.


    Only then did I realize that there were golden lights on these sword patterns, which were connected and cross-sectional, like a cross-section of metal and stone, which looked very familiar.


    Broken Gold...Sword Formation?


    Xun Ziyou''s pupils shrank, and then his scalp became numb in an instant, so shocked that he couldn''t speak.


    This...this is...


    The Duanjin Gate regards as a treasure, and is never a secret of sword-making - the Duanjin Sword Formation? !


    Xun Ziyou took a breath of cold air.


    It’s gone!


    It’s against the **** of **** it!


    He may not be able to pass on this thing to the most direct disciple of the inner sect of the Kinmen. He may not be able to pass on it. Anyone who passes it will sign a "death contract".


    Ke Mohua secretly found a corner and squatted, and then drew it?


    Xunziyou was shocked. He was about to take a look again. Is it true, but I found that Mo Hua was shocked and turned around.


    A clear and deep look was right at me.


    Even Xun Ziyou, the late-stage Jindan cultivation, the elder of Taixu Inner Sect, was frightened by Mo Hua''s sudden attack.


    It''s like a voyeur, and suddenly someone caught him and showed up.


    Fortunately, his cultivation is based on this, the level of the third-grade spiritual weapon is here, and the foundation of the twenty-eight-patterned spiritual consciousness is here, and it is finally not seen by Mo Hua.


    Mo Hua''s clear and bright eyes passed by his body, looked around, then frowned and couldn''t help but mutter:


    “It’s strange…”


    "Is someone peeking at me just now?"


    He could clearly sense a strong emotional fluctuation.


    It seems that someone is "shocking" something.


    Mo Hua let go of his spiritual consciousness and scanned the surroundings, but the surrounding trees were still empty and there was nothing unusual.


    Are monks at high levels peeping?


    A monk at a low level or even at the same level has far inferior to his own spiritual consciousness, and it is impossible for him to hide it from his own spiritual consciousness.


    If you can hide it from yourself, your cultivation level is definitely far higher than yourself. But a real high-level monk is not so bored that he wants to peek at a young monk like himself.


    And he did not sense obvious malice.


    Illusion?


    Mo Hua frowned and ignored it for the time being.


    Just important.


    He continued to use the derivation calculations to understand the broken gold sword energy, eliminate its appearance, restore its sword principles, and thus deconstruct the true broken gold sword formation.


    Then, one stroke after another, written on the paper in front of you.


    Xun Ziyou''s eyes were trembling, but he didn''t dare to have too much emotional ups and downs. Instead, he slowly retreated silently until he was far away from the ink painting, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.


    Xun Ziyou looked at the focus of Mo Hua''s back in the distance again, with a solemn expression and an inexplicable shock remained in her eyes.


    Can you deduce the sword formation from the sword energy?


    How did it do it?


    What kind of little monster is this kid?


    This is impossible, it’s better for the ancestor to teach him...


    Xunziyou''s mood fluctuates.


    And after nearly half an hour, Mo Hua felt that it was almost done.


    His Broken Gold Sword Formation has not been calculated, and it is still a lot short of it, but his spiritual sense has been exhausted.


    And Cheng Mo could not hold on anymore.


    Even if he is a physical cultivation, no matter how talented he is, he will never be beaten like this.


    We can stop for the time being today.


    Mo Hua walked to the edge of the woods and sprinkled some **** and filthy things. Sure enough, in just a moment, it attracted a monster with a tall man, saliva-like saliva-like mouth.


    The monster roared at everyone, his eyes showing fierce light.


    Cheng Mo was so energetic that he knew he could stop.


    The armor on his body was almost cut to pieces, and many of his flesh and blood were scarred. If you hit him for a while, you would probably really not be able to withstand it.


    Cheng Mo immediately swung the axe and shook off Song Jian, who was holding the broken golden sword in his hand, and then pretended to be dissatisfied:


    "This monster beast makes trouble, we will fight again tomorrow."


    Song Jian refused to let him go. He felt that he was just a little short of defeating Cheng Mo. Then he stepped on Cheng Mo, ridiculed the incompetence of Taixu Sect and washed away the humiliation he had suffered before.


    But at this last moment, Cheng Mo stopped fighting and said why he would fight again tomorrow.


    Let’s fight again tomorrow!


    How could Song Jian accept it? He immediately said angrily:


    "Coward, don''t run away if you have any habit, and decide the winner!"


    Cheng Mo sneered: "Idiot, the monster is here. If you don''t run away, do you want to die?"


    After saying that, he didn''t wait for Song Jian to answer and immediately pulled away.


    Song Jian was angry and cursed while chasing:


    "Bastard, coward, if you run away, you will lose!"


    Cheng Mo was thick-skinned and quibbled while running:


    "Don''t let your mother go, as agreed... I didn''t admit defeat, nor did I fall to the ground, so I''m not considered losing. Your swordsmanship in Broke the Kinmen is so good that I can''t even hide from it..."


    He spoke in a very strong tone, but his armor was ragged and covered in bruises. This was inconvincing.


    Song Jian repeatedly called him "shameless".


    Seeing the hyena chasing her anxiously, Cheng Mo said, "I was unlucky this time. If this monster hadn''t caused trouble, I would have beaten you to kneel down and call ''Grandpa'' in another twenty rounds."


    "If you have the ability, we will fight again next time."


    Song Jian''s eyes were gloomy and knew that he had no choice, so he gritted his teeth and said:


    "Okay, I will split you into a sieve next time!"


    Cheng Mo sneered, "I''m so arrogant."


    Then he turned around and ran to the left.


    He had many wounds on his body and had a strong **** smell. The hyena chased him without thinking.


    Song Jian had no choice but to turn back and meet with the Song family members who were Duanjinmen.


    "Young Master, how are you?" The children of the Song family asked one after another when they saw that Song Jian consumed a lot of spiritual power.


    Song Jian had a gloomy face, "A mere disciple of Taixu Sect is not worth mentioning."


    "This time they are lucky. I will kill them under the sword when I come back next time!"


    A group of disciples flattered:


    "Young master is heroic!"


    Song Jian took a breath, obviously his anger was not gone.


    On the other side, Mo Hua set up a formation to ambush, and several people worked together to chop off the hyena chasing them.


    Cheng Mo sat on the ground and waved his hand:


    "Senior brother, it won''t work anymore, I can''t be beaten anymore."


    Even if he was beaten by iron, he could not withstand the cut of the Broken Golden Sword Qi.


    It would be good if you could last for an hour.


    Mo Hua turned two hundred merits to him, and then patted him on the shoulder, "Persevere persistence, I will change your armor next time, it should be much better."


    He hasn’t finished the calculation of the Broken Golden Sword Formation.


    I guess Cheng Mo was beaten twice and it would be almost done.


    Mo Hua said: "The armor will be much more powerful next time."


    Cheng Mo sighed, "Okay."


    Ink painting asked everyone to peel the hyena, take the material, and exchange it for its merits.


    Half of his merits were given to Cheng Mo, which was considered as compensation for his "beating".


    Cheng Mo felt much better.


    After returning to the sect, Mo Hua couldn''t wait to return to the disciple''s residence, opened the array paper, and studied the Broken Gold Sword Formation above.


    The Broken Gold Sword Formation contains golden light, with horizontal and folded edges and sharpness revealed.


    But this is just a broken sword formation, not complete, and it is just a second-grade sword formation.


    Ink painting recorded the array pattern and tried to draw it several times, without exception, all failed.


    The sword patterns in the pen are just in shape but not in substance, and they don’t look like sword formations at all.


    Ink painting frowned.


    Why is this sword formation somewhat similar to the ultimate formation? The array pattern is just an external situation. You must understand the essence of the ultimate formation and comprehend a certain special law in order to truly master the ultimate formation.


    The reverse spirit formation, thick earth formation, spiritual hub formation, and five elements source formation are all like this.


    Is the sword formation also a supreme formation?


    I thought about it and found it unlikely.


    The ultimate formation is difficult to learn, and there are very few formation masters who can control the ultimate formation.


    If this sword formation is really the same as the ultimate formation, then the sword inheritance of these aristocratic families will probably be extinct sooner or later.


    These spiritual swords cannot be produced by energy.


    Mass production of the ultimate array is as difficult as climbing to the sky.


    Therefore, the sword formation is bound to be impossible to be on par with the ultimate formation, and the difficulty of the sword formation will not be too high.


    Mo Hua frowned slightly.


    Or in other words, the difficulty of the sword formation should be more special?


    Based on his own formation attainments and knowledge of cultivation, Mo Hua speculates that the difficulty of the sword formation should be equivalent to a threshold.


    If you can step over, it will not be difficult to learn the sword formation.


    If you can''t get through, you will never learn it in your life.


    This threshold is controlled by the aristocratic family, and is used to monopolize the sword formation to prevent the leakage of inheritance.


    Then what will this "threshold" be?


    The spiritual sense of ink painting flows rapidly.


    Put yourself in your shoes, if you were a formation master who controlled the inheritance of the sword formation within the aristocratic family, where would you start if you wanted to set the threshold for this sword formation?


    The ink painting was pondered for a moment, and suddenly my eyes lit up.


    “Sword Art…”


    The true core inheritance of the aristocratic family is systematic and interlocking.


    The stricter the system, the stronger the inheritance.


    Similarly, the stricter the system, the lower the probability of inheritance theft.


    Since they are all related to swords, there is a high probability that the inheritance of the sword formation is also integrated with the sword technique.


    Only by learning the Broken Golden Sword Art can you learn the Broken Golden Sword Formation.


    In this way, even if the sword technique is leaked and the spiritual sword cannot be created without the sword formation, the power of the Broken Gold Sword Technique will be greatly reduced.


    Even if the sword formation is leaked and the sword technique cannot be practiced, the sword energy of the broken gold cannot be driven, and the sword energy of the broken gold cannot be learned at all.


    Sword technique is bound to the inheritance of the sword formation.


    Getting any one alone will not be considered a complete inheritance.


    It is extremely difficult to steal the entire set of inheritances of Duanjin Gate.


    unless…


    Luck is particularly good...


    When I thought of this, Mo Hua''s heart trembled slightly.


    He silently took out a jade slip from the Nazi Ring "The Broken Gold Swordsmanship", and looked at the "Broken Gold Sword Formation" that he had calculated halfway, and was a little stunned.


    But I seem to be... almost collecting it?


    The inheritance of Duanjin Gate, especially the inheritance of swordsmanship, seems to have already obtained more than half of it.


    Broken gold sword energy, the method of making swords, the technique of controlling swords, and the core sword formation...


    Those direct disciples who worshipped Duanjin Gate learned the inheritance they learned, probably not as much as the disciples of Taixu Gate...


    Ink paintings are a little embarrassed.


    But God doesn''t take it, but he will suffer the consequences.


    Since it has been delivered to you, let’s learn it first.


    Mo Hua began to use the sword technique to comprehend the sword formation.


    His skills of breaking the gold sword control are very simple, and his ability to practice breaking the gold sword energy is also very poor.


    But the threshold is the threshold.


    No matter how poor you learn, you can pass the threshold.


    The goal of ink painting is to break the gold sword formation. There is no need to learn the broken gold sword energy too well, and it doesn’t matter.


    Mo Hua held her breath and concentrated her mind, condensing the broken gold sword energy.


    A weak, shallow broken gold sword energy slowly flowed into the sword formation.


    Above the sword formation, there was indeed a sharp edge like broken gold and jade.


    This is a sign that the sword formation takes effect.


    Mo Hua''s eyes lit up slightly, and he began to further integrate the broken gold sword energy into the broken gold sword formation, so as to make the sword formation take effect and the sword energy flow, thus understanding the essence of the operation of the "sword formation"...


    In other words, it is the essence of "sword art" contained in the sword formation.


    …


    And at this moment, the elders are in the middle.


    Xun Ziyou paid homage to Mr. Xun and said something he himself couldn''t believe:


    "Mo Hua... I secretly learned the Broken Golden Sword Formation..."


    Mr. Xun, who was writing, was stunned when he heard this, slowly raised his head, his eyes were stunned, and he said incredible:


    “How did he learn it?”


    Xunziyou said: "He set up a plan and deceived the Song family''s direct descendants of the Kinmen Sect and fought one-on-one with my Taixu Sect disciples."


    "The Song family''s direct descendant used the Broken Golden Sword Aura."


    "The ink painting is watching..."


    Xunzi sighed, "And somehow, I looked at it... and restored the Broken Golden Sword Formation..."


    Mr. Xun''s expression was a little bit tummy.


    As I watched, I restored the sword formation...


    Listen to what this is saying...


    (This chapter ends)