Chapter 740 Conspiracy


    Of course, these are just conceivable at the moment.


    Mo Hua knew in her heart that this was probably a kind of "cut corners" and "opportunistic" that only applies to its own non-traditional "Swordsman".


    In fact, it takes a lot of effort to learn.


    How to forge a sword?


    Would you like to change the inherent spiritual sword shape and how should you change it?


    What is the principle of the orthodox sword? What is the difference between it and your own? What is the power? What is the advantage?


    There is also the problem with the sword formation.


    Generally, the "sword formation" in spiritual swords is to "enhance" the deformation of spiritual power, make it as sharp as a sword, thereby increasing the power of sword cultivation.


    If you want to use it yourself, you can only change the form of the sword formation based on the principle of kendo.


    Because I am not a sword cultivator, my sword energy is very small, and it is useless after the amplification is increased.


    Therefore, we must abandon the "amplification" sword formation, use spiritual power to transform the sword formation into a "explosion" sword formation.


    The essence of the sword formation is still the same, but its uses are different.


    The function of the traditional spiritual sword is to "transform and increase the sword energy", and what you have to do is to "transform and explode the sword energy".


    There are many difficulties to overcome just by thinking about it.


    Ink painting can only be done step by step.


    At present, we still have to solve the problem of breaking the Kinmen first.


    After mastering the complete Broken Gold Sword Formation, Mo Hua began to select Shengke''s formation patterns based on the principle of the sword formation, and constantly combine them to try to further improve the Broken Gold Armor.


    He has been doing this before.


    Moreover, during the appointment between Cheng Mo and Song Jian, he also tested the function of "Broken Golden Armor" step by step.


    So not long after, the real "broken gold armor" was developed by ink painting.


    Master Gu also began to formally refine in large quantities.


    Mo Hua began to lead the team himself again, wearing "broken gold armor" and "sweep the picture" in the Demon Refining Mountain.


    The disciples of Duanjin Gate, even if they are the core disciples of the direct line, practiced the orthodox Breaking Sword Technique, are greatly reduced in front of the specially customized Duanjin Armor of Mohua based on the principles of the underlying sword formation.


    When the fight really started, the disciples of Duan Kinmen were defeated.


    Some of their disciples were dissatisfied and made a comeback many times, but the sword energy was restrained, just like a hyena without minions, and was beaten to pieces every time.


    The Duanjin Gate realized that there was something wrong with the armor.


    They also knew this before, but because they had a high opinion of the sword technique of Duanjin Gate, they did not take these armor seriously.


    The sword technique of breaking the golden gate is to cut the gold and jade, and it is invincible and it is impossible to cut the armor.


    This is the general understanding of the disciples of Duan Kinmen.


    But after suffering a few losses, they had to admit that their Broken Gold Sword Art was severely restrained by the armor of the Taixu Sect.


    The next few times, they made trouble again, not to win, but to remove the armor from the disciples of the Taixu Sect.


    Mo Hua also understood the intention of breaking the Golden Gate.


    He thought about it and said to his fellow disciples of the Demon Refining Mountain:


    "You can lose in a fight, but the armor cannot be thrown away. If the opponent wants to rob, it would rather destroy it than give it to them."


    In addition, for the sake of security.


    Ink painting also made Master Gu’s side put some restrictions when selling the broken gold armor:


    "You must be a disciple of the Taixu Sect, holding the Taixu Order and my signature to buy the ''Broken Gold Armor''."


    Inside the broken gold armor, ink painting also made trouble.


    He asked Master Gu and referred to some methods to keep the sword formations inside the spirit sword, adding self-destructive formation patterns to the formations inside the armor.


    Once it is forcibly dismantled, the formation inside will destroy itself.


    In this way, even if others know that there is mystery inside the armor, they cannot see the array pattern, and they cannot figure out what this mystery is.


    Since then, Duanjinmen has repeatedly attacked the armor in order to grab the armor.


    Once they fight head-on, they never get the upper hand.


    But they still did not give up.


    Only a thousand days to be a thief, not a thief.


    Through repeated battles and some despicable plans, some armor finally fell into the hands of Duanjin Gate.


    …


    Broken Golden Gate, in an exquisite and luxurious cave.


    Jin Yicai was sitting in the head seat. On his right hand, there was a monk wearing a broken golden Taoist robe, tall, tough and a hint of viciousness, sitting like a mountain.


    The two are on the same level.


    Below was standing with a respectful look on Jingui.


    Jin Gui took out the armor from the storage bag, bent his body slightly, and put it on.


    "I asked several fellow students in the late stage of Foundation Establishment to conceal their breath and get involved in the crowd. After a lot of trouble, I finally snatched these three pairs of armor..."


    "The first pair of armor was destroyed by the people from Taixu Sect."


    "They were very decisive when they saw that their armor was about to be robbed. They would rather be injured than destroy it."


    "This must be someone secretly instructing you..."


    "The second and third mates are complete. Although there are damage, there are not many, just..."


    Jin Gui paused, "When I asked several weapon refiners in the sect to dismantle the armor and restore the formation, one of them exploded directly, and the inner structure and sealed array patterns were destroyed completely."


    "The inside of this armor is like a spiritual sword, with self-destructed array patterns added. It is obvious that the monk who forged the armor has a ghost in his heart and does not want us to see the secrets..."


    "I made a quick decision and asked them to stop, and then I left my last one."


    "I dare not do this last look easily, so I asked a weapon refining elder of the Jin family in the Yuhua Realm through the relationship of the young master."


    "The elder heard that he had added armor with self-destructed array patterns and was very interested and made an exception."


    "And the elder is worthy of being the elder. He took a slight move and took off the armor..."


    "After disassembling it, the elder''s expression was a little solemn."


    "He said that this armor was made by a ''expert'' and had a strange shape and was carefully customized, especially the formation inside, which was very special..."


    "This formation is a type of mixed formation, which has many functions of defeating gold, physical defense, and sword. It seems to be mixed, but each has its own craftsmanship and is not a system, but it is very practical, with a touch of no moves than moves..."


    "The most strange thing is that the formation here perfectly restrains the ''deformation'' of the sword energy of the Broken Jin Yu Sword Technique, as if it was..."


    Jin Gui paused.


    Jin Yicai frowned, "It seems like what?"


    Jin Gui glanced at him secretly but still didn''t say it.


    Jin Yicai was a little unhappy, "You just say it, don''t be the mother-in-law."


    Jin Gui said, "The elder said, it seems... it comes from a formation master who has a deep research on the Broken Golden Sword Formation..."


    "Only in this way can we prevent attacks, use armor to overcome swords, use spiritual power to transform, and restrain sword energy to transform, and forge such a pair of armor that can restrain such deep against me, the sword technique of the Breaking Kinmen sword technique..."


    Jin Yicai''s expression was gloomy.


    The tall Duanjin Gate disciple next to him also had a slightly cold look.


    "The elder means..." Jin Yicai said indifferently, "I broke the Kinmen and there was a traitor?"


    Jin Gui bowed, "The elder did not say it clearly. It is also possible that it was my sword formation that broke the Kinmen, which was leaked..."


    Jin Yicai snorted coldly, "The Sword Formation is a secret sect, and it is strictly sealed. All those who study the Sword Formation have signed a ''death contract''. How could it be revealed to outsiders?"


    "unless…"


    Jin Yicai''s eyes gradually became dangerous.


    Jin Gui didn''t understand and whispered: "Young Master, what do you mean..."


    Jin Yicai sneered, looked around, and said lightly: "There are no outsiders in this cave, so I just said it..."


    "In this Duanjin Gate, our Jin family has the greatest influence, but not everyone''s surname is Jin after all."


    "There must be some people who have different intentions."


    "These people are eyeing our Jin family."


    "They may not leak the sword formation to outsiders, but it is hard to guarantee that they will not. They will do it themselves and break my own sword energy from Kinmen for personal gain..."


    Jin Gui suddenly realized, "Young Master means..."


    He pondered for a moment and whispered: "Song..."


    Jin Yicai raised his eyebrows.


    Jin Gui was stunned for a moment, quite unbelievable, "No matter how bad their Song family is with our Jin family, they are still people who broke the Kinmen. Can they really communicate with foreign enemies, affair with Taixu Sect, draw formations for others, and break my own sword energy?"


    "Does the Song family... want to use the Taixu Sect to bring down my Jin family?"


    Jin Yicai looked thoughtful, "This matter is not clear yet, and it is difficult to conclude, but it is not impossible."


    Jin Gui nodded slowly, but he was confused:


    "A person who can master my own formation, self-construction, and break the golden sword energy must be an elder of the Song family or an elder-level figure..."


    "Will such a character draw a mere second-grade formation and forge a second-grade spiritual weapon?"


    "What do you know?" The tall monk from Duanjin Gate next to him said in a cold and indifferent voice:


    "For things like formations, don''t be short-sighted, just look at the grade."


    "The tricks outside the grade are truly unfathomable..."


    "The great way is reproduced, returning to the essence, and truly proficient in formations, transforming complexity into simplification, and turning difficulties into easy. Even if it is just a low-grade formation, it is ingenious and ingenious, and it is beyond the reach of ordinary formation masters..."


    "Besides, the people from their Taixu Sect are all mid-stage disciples in the foundation-building stage who have just started. What should I use if I don''t use the second-grade formation?"


    This monk from Duanjin Gate was condescending to Jin Gui, and his words were silent and arrogant, and he was not polite.


    Jin Gui bowed his hand and did not dare to disobey at all:


    “What my senior brother said is very true!”


    Jin Yicai frowned and asked the tall monk:


    "Cousin, you have superb formations. Can you tell who it is? Are you drawing formations for Taixu Sect, forging armor, and breaking the sword energy of the Golden Sect?"


    The tall monk reached out to pick up the armor on the table, looked at it for a while, his eyes slightly dark, and his expression was a little solemn:


    "The silver hook and iron painting with array patterns are perfect in the brushwork, which shows that it has at least a hundred years of brushwork..."


    "The formation is complicated but not chaotic, which shows that the formation path is very profound."


    "I cut off the Kinmen, but I don''t have high-grade formation masters, but I know the small things, and I don''t care about the shapes, and I can pick up all kinds of formation patterns at will... There are only a handful of people with such insight and spirituality."


    "And the formation master with such accomplishments would put down his figure and draw a mere second-grade formation and interfere with the affairs between outer disciples. It is indeed a bit incredible..."


    Jin Yicai pondered a little, and suddenly felt a stern in his heart, his expression changed slightly, "Can it be... a leak of the wind?"


    The tall monk Duanjin''s face also darkened when he heard this.


    Jin Yicai said with a serious expression:


    "It''s the Song family, perhaps other elders of Duanjin Gate, who secretly knew the news of the wind, so they colluded with Taixu Sect and wanted to use the hands of the disciples of Taixu Sect to break our plan at the Demon Refining Mountain, and thus take the opportunity to overthrow our Jin family..."


    "Cousin," Jin Yicai''s face turned pale, "This matter must not be exposed, otherwise I will be finished..."


    The tall monk said with a slightly deep look: "Don''t worry, even if you make a huge mistake, your uncle and aunt will be responsible for you."


    "No, no, you don''t understand," Jin Yicai looked ugly and his eyes were resentful. "My father hated me so much." "Originally, he was the deputy leader. He had been withered for seventy years, and in less than ten years, he would be promoted to the head."


    "But because of the previous incident, he can''t get promoted."


    "The Jin family used a lot of relationships to suppress my affairs, but these were all costly. My father''s promotion was temporarily shelved."


    "The senior leaders of the Duanjin Gate, various families, including the elders of the Jin family, are temporarily unable to operate..."


    "My father blamed me for all this and thought it was my fault that he could not be the leader."


    Jin Yicai''s expression was a little distorted, "He didn''t think about it. If he really had the ability, he would have been promoted in the past seventy years."


    "I didn''t know what to do, but in the end, I got stuck here and blamed me for ruining his good things?"


    "Also, can I blame this?"


    Jin Yicai''s eyes were resentful, "If it weren''t for this **** Gu Changhuai meddling in other people''s business, and arresting me, and reporting to Daotingsi, why would I have fallen to this point, been scolded by my father, lost all my face, and was still confined to this cave?"


    "It''s funny to say..." Jin Yicai sneered, "What do my father and others say on weekdays? People are ants and human lives are grass. For the sake of family interests, there is no need to treat some people as human beings, just treat them as cows and horses. But our Jin family''s children are born superior and have different fates from them..."


    "What''s the result? I really believe it. I treat human life as a mustard. I am indeed superior to others, but I just instructed some lackeys to kill a few people and animals, and refined a few furnaces of pills, but I didn''t even dirty my own hands..."


    "My father, my grandfather, they blamed me with a high sound, saying that I am biased and do not follow the right path..."


    Jin Yicai sneered, "It''s really unreasonable!"


    The tall monk''s pupils shrank slightly and he said calmly: "Don''t criticize the elders of the clan in front of outsiders."


    After saying that, he glanced at Jin Gui.


    Jin Gui immediately lowered his head and pretended that he didn''t hear anything.


    He knew that although his surname was "Jin", in their eyes, he was not worthy of his surname "Jin" at all. He could not be considered a member of the Jin family. He was only better than ordinary grass mustard and cattle and horses.


    Jin Yicai also knew that he had made a mistake, but his expression was cold and he was unwilling to give in.


    He is still close and respectful to himself, a "cousin" who grew up together and acts steadily and ruthlessly.


    "Cousin, what should we do now?" Jin Yicai''s face looked extremely ugly. "I have been coldly jealous of my father. If I cause a big disaster again this time, my father will have to beat me to death!"


    The tall monk saw that Jin Yicai looked nervous and slightly frightened. His eyes were slightly condensed and he nodded slowly and said:


    "Then don''t rush for a while, avoid the limelight and act in a hidden way."


    "The account of Taixu Sect will be settled later."


    "Okay!" Jin Yicai gritted his teeth, "There are Gu Changhuai and the Gu family!"


    Jin Yicai''s eyes were gloomy, "Those who captured me that day, except for Gu Changhuai and the lackeys of the Gu family, there was a small mess from the Taixu Sect, who used the sinister and disgusting water prison technique!"


    "Without his water prison technique, I might be able to escape that day."


    "I was confined to the cave and I couldn''t send anyone to check his origins. I don''t know which aristocratic family he was."


    "Next time I meet this, I will cut this little devil into pieces to vent my hatred!"


    "No, it''s too cheap to cut him into pieces..."


    Jin Yicai''s eyes were cold, "I want to sacrifice him alive and feed him to the demon refining map, so that he could suffer the biting of thousands of demons, and the evil thoughts would kill his heart, and he would die in a little bit of pain, his soul would be scattered, and he would not be reborn!"


    Jin Yicai''s handsome face began to gradually distort.


    The tall monk shook his head slightly.


    His cousin is too vengeful.


    The mind is so extreme, and joy and anger are all manifested in colors. How can you make a calm decision when encountering major events?


    Is it so easy to practice Taoism?


    If he hadn''t been born with a good life, he had a high and powerful father, and a arrogant and doting mother. He had died many times since he was a child.


    However, he is still useful now, and it is very useful...


    The tall and majestic monk, wearing a broken golden Taoist robe, silently looked at Jin Yicai beside him with deep eyes.


    …


    "Are you scared when you are Broken Kinmen?"


    Inside Taixu Gate, the ink painting was very surprising.


    Cheng Mo nodded, "Yes, they have turned into turtles and dared not show their heads."


    After saying that, Cheng Mo grabbed a big elbow and started chewing it.


    It was noon at this time, and a group of disciples gathered in the dining hall, eating spiritual meals lively.


    Mo Hua frowned slightly.


    A little weird...


    This is not like the style of Duanjin Gate.


    He thought that Duan Kinmen was despicable and stingy, and he would fight to the end with him.


    Even if you can''t beat it, you will always be harassed.


    But they didn''t expect that they simply gave in.


    "Look in a while and beware of their fraud." Mo Hua reminded.


    "Yeah!" Cheng Mo nodded.


    For some time afterwards, the Demon Refining Mountain was still calm and there was no longer any provocation of the disciples of the Kinmen.


    Mo Hua then confirmed that Duanjin Gate seemed to have really given up and gave up in the Demon Refining Mountain and fought with Taixu Gate.


    Of course, there is the only one who didn''t give in.


    That''s Song Jian.


    One day, ink painting entered the mountain and was blocked by Song Jian and seven or eight people.


    But I am not afraid of ink painting.


    Because of the current outer mountain of the Demon Refining Mountain, he could call out seventeen or eighteen disciples of the Taixu Sect with just one whistle.


    What''s more, he couldn''t stop him in the mid-stage seven or eight foundation-building stages.


    Song Jian pointed to the ink painting and said angrily:


    "I know everything, your name is Mo Hua!"


    "You snatched my broken golden sword!"


    "That stupid man Cheng Mo is not the leader at all, you are!"


    "You are their ''little brother''!"


    Mo Hua was a little surprised. This idiot... didn''t seem to be as stupid as he thought?


    "What?" Mo Hua asked.


    Song Jian said angrily: "Return my Broken Golden Sword back, otherwise you will be dead!"


    Mo Hua thought about it and asked:


    "If I return the sword to you, will you no longer bother me?"


    Song Jian originally wanted to say, how is that possible.


    The hatred between the two has become so great.


    However, the spirit sword is still in Mo Hua''s hands, and the person is under the eaves, so he has to bow his head.


    Song Jian held back his anger and said, "You return the Broken Golden Sword to me. The grudges you had offended me before will be eliminated."


    "OK!"


    Ink painting said with ease.


    He didn''t want to pay it back at first.


    But after thinking about it, he deduced the Broken Gold Sword Formation from Song Jian''s sword energy and used him to test the effect of Broken Gold Armor.


    Song Jian helped him a lot.


    Although he himself may not know anything.


    Since you have helped me, you can give back at least.


    The ink painting threw a black handful of "scrapped copper and iron" with its sharp edge rolled inward and broken sword body to Song Jian.


    "I''ve returned it to you." Mo Hua said.


    Song Jian took the broken copper and looked furious, "I want my broken gold sword, what is this?!"


    Mo Hua sighed and told the cruel truth:


    "This is your broken golden sword..."


    Song Jian looked down and saw the familiar sword patterns remaining on the sword, and the familiar feeling of being in his hands. He felt like he was struck by lightning in an instant.


    "This is your broken golden sword..."


    This sentence echoed in his ears over and over again.


    Song Jian stood blankly, his face fading, like a stone sculpture that had been blown by wind and rain without any movement.


    When he came to his senses, he was even more mad.


    "I kill you!"


    Song Jian raised his sword and looked around, but there was still the figure of Mo Hua around him.


    Ink painting has long been gone.


    Song Jian''s anger surged, his whole body trembled, and he used all his strength to roar to the sky:


    "Damn ink painting, I''m irreconcilable with you in this life!"


    “…I am irreconcilable!!”


    This roar echoed in the Demon Refining Mountain for a long time.


    I heard the ink paintings swaying in the mountains, but I didn’t take them to my heart.


    Although Song Jian’s cultivation is not weak and his swordsmanship is not bad, he is not very good at seeing himself who has opened the fire Buddha.


    I really want to cheat him, there are too many ways.


    Although Song Jian was a disciple of the Duanjin Sect and had some rifts with the Taixu Sect, he was at most a little bullying, far from being unforgivable.


    If he really embarked on a path of unforgivable disobedience and did not know that the world was high and the earth was strong, he would definitely not be polite.


    But that''s also the future.


    In contrast, ink painting now has more important things to do.


    Currently, the outer mountain of Lian Yaoshan is occupied by Taixu Sect.


    The ink painting happens to be in the mountains, so I will first practice the method of "sword control by the spirit".


    He wanted to first see how powerful, speed, and range of his sword could reach with his spiritual sense, and then refine a suitable "flying sword" based on the sword control method.


    After a break this day, Mo Hua got up early in the morning, carrying a few broken swords that he had hunted from Master Gu, and went to the Demon Refining Mountain.


    (This chapter ends)