Chapter 872 God Statue


    Since then, in the ink painting, in addition to practicing swords, there are many more formations to learn.


    Mr. Xun regularly and regularly every day, urging him to learn various Five Elements and Eight Trigrams formations.


    At the beginning, it was not too advanced. Instead, it started with the sixteen lines and sorted out the formation list one by one by one by one, checking for omissions and filling in the gaps.


    Mr. Xun pointed out all the formations that he had never learned, was not familiar with, or could not understand thoroughly in the list, so as to consolidate the foundation of the formations of the ink painting.


    The formation is not of high grade and is not difficult, and most of them are the formations I have learned before, so they are not very challenging and it is more tedious and boring to learn.


    But Mo Hua knew Mr. Xun’s good intentions, so he calmed down and learned very seriously.


    No way to reach a thousand miles without taking a single step.


    Without accumulating small streams, there is no way to form a river or sea.


    The foundation is the most important thing to learn anything. The stronger the foundation, the higher the future can you climb. Otherwise, if you blindly aim too high, even if you build a tall building, it may collapse in a blink of an eye.


    The formation foundation of ink painting is already solid enough.


    But since he has a chance, he wants to be more solid.


    In this way, he followed Mr. Xun to learn the formation during the day.


    In the evening, he went to the missionary room to practice sword energy.


    After practicing sword energy, he returned to his disciple''s residence in the evening and then comprehended the book "The First Explanation of Sword Way" given to him by Dugu, and deepened his understanding of Sword Way.


    At the moment, he sank his spiritual consciousness into the sea of ??consciousness and continued to practice formations over and over again on the Taoist monument.


    After seven days, I went to the back mountain to meet Dugu’s ancestor.


    Life is busy and fulfilling.


    Inside Taixu Sect, the ancestor with the most powerful formations, teaches him the formation. The ancestor who has the most powerful swordsmanship teaches him the swordsmanship.


    Mo Hua felt in his heart that even the head of Taixu Sect would probably not have such treatment.


    Of course, he did not dare to tell Mr. Xun about Dugu''s teaching him the true secret of the sword.


    Because Dugu Zu specifically mentioned him and forbidden him to mention this matter to anyone.


    Of course, Mo Hua did not dare to be smart, so as not to make Dugu’s ancestor unhappy, and the matter of turning the magical mind into a sword would be ruined.


    Therefore, Mr. Xun and Dugu Zu both have their own teachings.


    No one knows each other, they are teaching the same disciple.


    The two ancestors'' attitudes towards ink painting are also very different.


    Mr. Xun is very rare about ink painting, and he thinks ink painting is a unique "genius". No matter what you do, you can learn it at a glance. Every day, you will be bathed in the spring breeze.


    But Dugu’s ancestor had a dark face.


    Because of Mo''s kendo level, there has not been much progress.


    Learning anything is like a turtle climbing. He understands the principles and the rules, but when he practices, it is the same as not practicing.


    In his life, he had never taught such a dull sword disciple.


    Therefore, Dugu Zu often doubts himself.


    That day, the sword energy buzzed in the forbidden land, the sword intent produced smoke, and the sword clouds were filled with strange phenomena. Is it my own illusion?


    Isn’t it too hasty to decide to pass the magical sword to Mo Hua?


    Now it seems that this kid has carried forward the Divine Sword Technique, not to mention the fact that he wants to learn this sword Technique, it is a bit difficult...


    Dugu Zu sighed.


    But he is the ancestor, and he has a word of nothing. Since he has agreed to the ink painting, he will not easily go back on his promise.


    "Let''s teach you first..."


    Anyway, if he doesn''t teach ink painting, he has nothing else to do.


    It is a good thing to have such a lively child who often talks with him.


    In this way, I learned both with one sword and one sword.


    But one learned too well and the other learned too poorly, which made him very helpless.


    But no matter what, the foundation of his formation is deepening little by little.


    With his own efforts and guidance from Dugu''s ancestor, his understanding of swordsmanship was also "opened up" little by little...


    After being so busy and studying for more than a month, Mo Hua had no time to care about it. When I came to my senses, I suddenly remembered that I had some things and had not had time to ask about them.


    There was no time to do some things.


    "Sure enough, when people are busy, they are prone to forget things..."


    Mo Hua sighed.


    Two days later, it was Xunxu, and Mo Hua asked Mr. Xun for leave and went to the Gu family in Qingzhou City.


    Although Mr. Xun asked him not to go anywhere and concentrate on learning the formation, he did not really "contain" him.


    In your spare time, you can just stroll around.


    But like before, I went to places like the River God Temple, Wan Yao Valley, Rouge Boat, and Dragon King Temple to arrest crimes and find an altar, and asked for many days off as soon as I asked. This situation was impossible.


    Mo Hua arrived at the Gu family and said hello to Aunt Wan, then went straight to Gu Changhuai''s study.


    Gu Changhuai was reading a book. When he saw Mo Hua, he was a little surprised and frowned and said, "Didn''t you say you should concentrate on learning the formation and not come out?"


    "I have something to do, go back after I finish my work..." Mo Hua said.


    "What''s the matter?" Gu Changhuai looked a little vigilant. According to his past experience, things that are interested in ink paintings are generally not good.


    "It''s nothing big, it''s just..." Mo Hua asked in a low voice, "What''s going on with the Rouge Boat?"


    Gu Changhuai was silent for a moment.


    He originally wanted to make a perfunctory decision on the grounds that "the affairs of the Daoting Department cannot be leaked", but Mo Hua is smart and not that easy to excuse.


    In this matter, Mo Hua itself is not an "outsider", and he may know the inside story more than anyone else.


    In addition, in the Dragon King Temple, Mo Hua "sacrificed herself for justice" to save herself...


    Gu Changhuai sighed, got up, closed the doors and windows, and sealed the formation. Then he frowned and said, "The Rouge Boat is... very strange."


    "Strange?" Mo Hua didn''t quite understand.


    Gu Changhuai said, "The Rouge Boat was destroyed, and most of the disciples on the boat were arrested."


    "Guishui Gate was also controlled, and then the Daoting, mainly the Xia family, took over. Some elders, teachers, and disciples in the sect who were deeply involved were all sent to Taoist prison and were punished according to the crime. At the least, they were closed for decades. Those with heavier punishment were hanged, and those with formations were all..."


    "There are various aristocratic families and forces related to the romantic industries such as Rougezhou, and the houses of Daotingsi were directly confiscated by the Daotingsi. There are many other families who have cut power, reduced their assets, confiscated their assets, and ordered rectification."


    "Isn''t this good?" Mo Hua said.


    Gu Changhuai nodded slightly, "On the surface, the atmosphere has improved. Not only the rouge boats, but also some bright and dark gray industries have been restrained. All the aristocratic families have also taken it as a warning and strictly restricted their disciples. They dare not do it again, but..."


    Gu Changhuai frowned even more, "I always feel that all this is ''designed'' by others."


    “Designed…”


    Mo Hua also frowned slightly, "Uncle Gu, are you saying that someone knew in advance that the Rouge Boat could not be saved, so the gecko broke its tail and abandoned the car to protect the handsome guy?"


    Gu Changhuai was stunned and nodded, "Yes, and maybe it''s not just as simple as ''abandoning the car to protect the coach''."


    Mo Hua nodded slightly.


    After saying this, he also felt a little strange.


    Although the matter of Rouge Boat was a bit twists and turns, at least the previous plans of Dragon King Temple were a little too smooth.


    The Dragon King Temple was designed by Mr. Tu to harm his "god".


    He did get cheated by me.


    The evil fetus was planted into the soul of life.


    What about the Rouge Boat?


    Since the Dragon King Temple is used to calculate, how could the Rouge Boat not take any thoughts?


    What is the Rouge Boat used for?


    Mo Hua frowned, thought for a moment, suddenly remembered something, and asked:


    "Uncle Gu, which sects are the disciples on the Rouge Boat?"


    Gu Changhuai pondered for a moment and said, "In the Qianxuezhou area, there are basically many sects. Needless to say, the hundreds of sects of Qianxue are all well-known disciples in each sect, and the other twelve and eight major sects also have people on board."


    "Oh, you don''t have Taixu Sect. I heard that before the ship was opened, they refused to carry all the disciples of Taixu Sect because they were afraid of someone."


    Mo Hua''s expression was not fortunate, but rather solemn, "What about the one who is too Amen?"


    Gu Changhuai frowned, "There are many Tai''amen, and they are all geniuses in the late stage of foundation building."


    "Chongxu Gate?"


    “The same is true for Chongxu Gate.”


    After that, Mo Hua counted several more sects, and without exception, all of them had disciples boarded the Rouge Boat.


    And these disciples have common characteristics.


    In the late stage of foundation building, he has a very talented talent and a high status within the sect.


    This is nothing. Since the Rouge Boat is a medium, making friends with the powerful and embracing each other, the disciples who come and go can naturally not be mediocre people.


    The vast majority are the pride of heaven.


    If it is normal, this matter looks normal.


    But now it seems that these prides of heaven must be related to an extremely important thing:


    Tao Conference!


    These Tai''amen, Chongxu Sect, and even some other sect geniuses who have a good relationship with Taixu Sect and have gone far from the four major sects are likely to be the candidates for this Taoist Conference!


    But now, have you been taken down in one fell swoop? !


    A hint of chill in the heart of ink painting.


    He finally understood what he was planning to do, or what Mr. Tu, was behind Yanzhizhou.


    He knew that the Yanzhizhou could not be saved, so he made a plan to infiltrate the power into Tai''amen and Chongxumen and other "hostile" sects.


    Then, while the Daoting Ting checked the Rouge Boat, luring these disciples from the "hostile" sect into the Rouge Boat.


    Turn the tiger and swallow the wolf.


    In this way, these disciples who were found by the Daoting and who had entered and exited the Rouge Boat will definitely be recorded.


    Either he was sent to Taoist prison or expelled from the sect. Even if the sect is protected, it is impossible to attend the Taoist conference again.


    The core force participating in the Taoist conference was taken away.


    The result is naturally self-evident.


    Mo Hua''s eyes were solemn, "Are you... there are no disciples from the four major sects on the Rouge Boat?"


    Gu Changhuai nodded and said, "No, the four major sects are strict and the sect is in a state of magnitude. This time, no disciples go to Yanzhi Boat, which is a blessing in disgrace..."


    Gu Changhuai sighed, "Otherwise, if the disciples of the four major sects also went to the Rouge Boat to have fun and ask for flowers and willows, my entire Qianxuezhou community would be completely lost..."


    Ink painting is slightly sank in his heart.


    They may not have gone to have fun, searching for flowers and willows.


    But what they did may be even more than this...


    The so-called "Prince Pavilion" has a huge power, and those who enter the Pavilion are either respected or noble, and it will never have nothing to do with the four major sects.


    But he has no evidence.


    Moreover, in the eyes of most monks in the academic provincial field, the four major sects have transcendent status and are truly famous schools of thought and places of seeking Taoism.


    The disciples in the sect are also among the people.


    Even Uncle Gu may think so without knowing the inside story.


    But now Mo Hua has dealt with all kinds of "private masters" in various sects, so she knows that things are far from that simple.


    And this matter is likely to be the "trick" of the four major sects.


    Before the sect reform, the Tai''amen and Chongxu Sect, which were capable of coveting the positions of the four major sects, directly lost their core disciples.


    They are no longer able to compete with the four major corporations.


    In this way, the so-called sect restructuring has been settled before the real restructuring.


    This game has ended before it even started.


    This is the real "planning".


    Before everyone expected it, the ending had been written in advance. Mo Hua sighed.


    "Why do you sigh every day at a young age?" Gu Changhuai frowned.


    This child didn''t know what he was thinking. He had sighed three times at this moment... Mo Hua looked at Gu Changhuai, shook his head, and said with some emotion: "Uncle Gu, you don''t understand." Gu Changhuai was so angry that he wanted to pinch his cheeks, but in the end he held itchy.


    The "status" of ink painting in the Gu family is higher than that of him.


    Gu Changhuai waved his hand and said, "You''ll finish asking. After asking, go back to the sect and practice hard."


    Mo Hua has indeed finished asking and has not stayed for a long time, so he said goodbye, "Goodbye Uncle Gu. I''ll come to you next time I have something to do."


    Gu Changhuai had a headache.


    However, just as the ink painting was about to cross the threshold and leave the study, Gu Changhuai suddenly remembered something and said: "Ink painting..."


    Ink painting turned around and looked at him with some confusion.


    Gu Changhuai was silent for a moment and slowly said, "Xiao Tianquan is dead."


    Mo Hua''s expression was calm, and he reacted for a while and said, shockedly, "What? Is Xiaotian Dog Dead?"


    Gu Changhuai looked at him silently.


    Fortunately, although Mo Hua had a white face, she was also thick-skinned. Although her acting skills were flawed, he still insisted on acting, pretending not to know that Xiaotian Dog was dead.


    "How did you die?" Mo Hua asked.


    Gu Changhuai was speechless, "What do you think?"


    Mo Hua pondered for a moment and said seriously: "It''s not really that he will die if he does evil deeds. After being punished by ''God'', he suddenly died suddenly. The way of heaven is indeed fair..."


    Gu Changhuai''s eyes were slightly condensed.


    He just asked and confirmed it slightly, and did not really want Mo Hua to answer.


    But at this moment, when Gu Changhua heard Mo Hua say this, Gu Changhua''s mood became complicated for a moment. He suddenly asked, "Mo Hua, do you think... Is there really a way of heaven in this world?"


    Mo Hua nodded and said confidently, "Yes!"


    Gu Changhua frowned: "Do you know what way of heaven I am talking about?"


    "There are all kinds of ways of heaven." Mo Hua said.


    Gu Changhuai looked a little surprised.


    Ink painting pointed to the sky with his fingers, "There is a truth in this heaven." He has seen it with his own eyes.


    This is just that this "Tao" manifested into a great formation, truly reaching the sky and the earth. He still can''t understand or see through it.


    Then the ink painting uses his finger to the heart, "The human heart also has the way of heaven."


    But he was also a little confused, "How do you know these...?"


    Mo Hua said with confidence: "I guessed!"


    Gu Changhuai: "..."


    Mo Hua muttered: "I haven''t become an immortal yet, how can I know how to become an immortal? But based on my experience and insight, I think this should be the case..."


    "If I guess wrong, I will change it later..."


    Gu Changhuai didn''t know what to say.


    He sighed, "Go back early."


    Mo Hua nodded, "Goodbye Uncle Gu."


    Mo Hua left freely.


    But what he said was engraved in Gu Changhuai''s mind like a mark and could not be forgotten for a long time.


    "Have the way of heaven in mind, and do the way for heaven..."


    For some reason, Gu Changhuai suddenly felt much more relieved because the Xia family and Daoting Sizhong were helpless.


    His eyes also became firmer.


    …


    After leaving the Gu family, Mo Hua took a short journey and went to the small fishing village.


    Old Yutou''s family is still busy making a living for a day. Although it has been a little hard, the whole family gets together and lives together. It is enviable to watch.


    The ink painting did not disturb them.


    He was invisible and came to the shrine behind the village.


    On the shrine, his "little immortal statue" is enshrined.


    And behind the little fairy statue, there is a small silverfish hidden, and under his protection, he is happily eating incense.


    Seeing that the ink painting came, the little silverfish was very happy, shook her tail and nodded, and hurriedly shouted "benefactor".


    Ink painting has the "recreation of recreation" for it.


    Therefore, Xiao Yinyu was very grateful for ink painting. Before, it was also helping ink painting on Yanshui River.


    The ink painting said mysteriously: "I''ll give you a gift."


    After saying that, he put a package in front of the little silverfish.


    The little silverfish was stunned for a moment and didn''t find any gifts at all, but the "benefactor" would not deceive it, so it used the origin of the gods, sensed it for a moment, and immediately trembled all over, and its scales were about to stand up.


    "dragon…"


    Dragon Bone God Statue!


    Then it was frightened and its slender voice trembled: "My benefactor, this is too expensive. I can''t take it, nor dare to ask it..."


    Mo Hua wondered, "Isn''t this a good thing?"


    "It''s a good thing, but it''s too expensive. The little god''s blessing is too weak to bear..."


    Little Silverfish was very self-aware, and then said, "Most of my Shinto memories were thrown away in the Blood River Temple. I don''t know where this thing came from, but this statue was made of dragon bones, which is definitely a big deal. It may be more important than what you think of by your benefactor."


    "My benefactor, you must keep it forever."


    "I''ll keep..."


    Ink painting is a little helpless.


    The key is that he doesn''t know what it''s useful to keep it.


    If it can be put into the storage bag or the capping ring, it would be fine if he keeps it, but he can''t put it in at all.


    Just hold it in a dignified manner. One day, you may encounter a "insider" monk or a greedy god, and you will cause trouble.


    Moreover, since he took out this thing from the Dragon King Temple, as time goes by, a trace of "divineness" inside is also gradually losing.


    The ink painting is unclear, but I thought that this statue of the natal **** should still be nourished.


    The one who warms the statue of the gods should naturally be the "god".


    After thinking about it, it was the best silverfish.


    Huangshan Jun lives too far away, and there are many statues, both clay sculptures and gold clothes. It really doesn''t work. He can even drill a dog statue, and there is no shortage of this one.


    Besides, Huangshan Jun lived for a long time, thoughtful, and kept his words hidden.


    Ink painting is also difficult to trust it completely.


    Unlike Little Silverfish, she is simple and cute. She calls herself "benefactor" every day, and she always wants to help herself when encountering problems.


    But Xiao Silverfish, I dare not ask for it...


    Mo Hua pondered for a moment and said, "Then treat it as I ''lent'' you. Keep it well for me and nourish it with divine nature. If one day in the future, I use this statue of god, you can return it to me."


    Little Silverfish was still a little hesitant.


    "Just take it as a benefit from me..."


    "But, the little **** is humble..."


    "It''s okay," Mo Hua said, "this statue, an ordinary monk, and even demons and evil gods may not be able to see it..."


    Otherwise, I wouldn''t have eaten ashes in the corner of the Dragon King Hall.


    "In addition, I will set up some formations for you to cover up this statue, so that you will almost never be discovered."


    Seeing the little silverfish, I was still a little nervous.


    Mo Hua thought about it and changed his words and said solemnly:


    "This is what I entrust you to you. You can keep the statue of God for me, and at the same time, you can use this statue to warm up your soul and strengthen your body."


    "Don''t let me down..."


    After Mo Hua said this, the little silverfish was indeed full of fighting spirit and nodded, "My benefactor, I will definitely live up to your entrusting!"


    Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction.


    Then he found a remote and secret cave in the deserted mountain near the little immortal statue, and then put the dragon bone statue in it.


    After that, he began to set up shintoon formations around him.


    A ordinary formation is not good. Even if it is a hidden formation, in the eyes of higher-level formation masters, it is like hiding the bell and showing off their own strength.


    But the Shinto formation is different.


    The divine formation is a derivative of the way of divine thoughts, and even some high-grade formation masters will not dabble in it.


    More importantly, they do not have this inheritance.


    Ink painting refers to the pattern of the evil gods of the Great Wilderness to deploy a complete set of divine Tao formations, including the Divine Mist Array, the Divine Pass Array and the Divine Lock Array, which are located near the cave.


    The God Pass Formation, lock the door Pass.


    Divine Fog Array, obscures the spiritual consciousness.