Chapter 890 Meeting with the younger brother


    The convergence of the three schools has become a foregone conclusion, but the specific measures, because the scale is too large, need to be implemented step by step.


    The integration between sects must also be carried out step by step.


    At the beginning, it was just the elders who taught each other.


    Then, disciples visit each other and enhance communication.


    The disciples of Taiamen and Chongxu Sect visited Taixu Sect and exchanged views.


    And the disciples of Taixu Sect can also visit Tai''amen and Chongxu Sect without any obstacles.


    Ink painting naturally followed.


    Although Mr. Xun asked him not to leave Taixu Sect and avoid being too popular.


    But now the three sects are combined, Tai''amen and Chongxu Sect, which should also be considered "Taixu Sect", so strictly speaking, visiting the two sects is not considered leaving Taixu Sect.


    Moreover, Mo Hua has never been to Tai''amen and Chongxumen before. When he passes by occasionally, he just glances at it.


    He really wanted to see the scenes in these two sects.


    In this way, Mo Hua followed the disciples of Taixu Sect to visit the two mountains of Tai''a Chongxu.


    I don’t know if I didn’t go shopping. After I went shopping, I realized that both Tai Amen and Chongxu Gate seemed to be bigger than Taixu Gate.


    Especially Tai''amen, it is majestic and magnificent, with mountains like green dragons, and its atmosphere is extraordinary.


    Chongxu Gate is not that magnificent, but the towers are lined with high towers, the eaves of clouds are like peaks, the celadon glazed tiles are laid on the roof, and the sword energy enters the clouds and mist, and the atmosphere is brilliant.


    Plus the antique Taixu Gate.


    The three sects and one lineage are inherited, and each has its own advantages.


    Mo Hua couldn''t help but feel shocked.


    Even he couldn''t help but think that he had divided into three sects, and he could all have such a foundation and be ranked among the eight major sects.


    What a magnificent atmosphere should the ancient sect before the three sects divide?


    I''m afraid it''s really a giant that is strong enough to make the Dao Court afraid of...


    Mo Hua thought with longing.


    In this way, he was thinking in his heart while walking around the mountain gate.


    During this period, Mo Hua also met Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Mu.


    The two are not opposed to the confluence of the three sects.


    Because of Mo Hua, Linghu Xiao and the other disciples of the Taixu Sect are already very familiar with each other, and are more familiar with the disciples of their own sect.


    In addition, Mo Hua, the "little senior brother" of Taixu Sect, saved their lives when he was in Wan Yao Valley, and the three of them had a life-long friendship.


    Once the sects merge, they can follow the ink painting more blatantly.


    Ink painting is naturally very happy.


    Several people greeted each other and chatted together for a long time.


    After chatting, Mo Hua walked around again. When she was about to leave Tai''amen and return to Taixu Mountain, she met Ouyang Feng.


    The two of them naturally chatted for a while.


    After chatting for a while, after learning about some situations from Ouyang Feng, Mo Hua said in surprise:


    "Senior Brother Feng, are you going to travel out of the mountains?"


    Ouyang Feng nodded and said with a little ashamed: "I was unable to replace Tai Amen in the swordsmanship competition. I was ashamed of the expectations of the teacher."


    Mo Hua shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Feng, how can you blame you?"


    Three stakes for one fence, and three heroes.


    Sword debate is not like judging formations, and it is not up to one person’s ability to turn the tide.


    In the Rouge Boat Incident, Taiamen almost lost most of the elite disciples and had to face the encirclement of the four major sects. In such a desperate situation, even if Senior Brother Feng alone was fighting his life, it would be useless.


    If anyone comes, it will be helpless.


    What''s more, Senior Brother Feng himself did not follow the ultimate attack path.


    He has a deep cultivation, is calm and reliable, and has comprehensive abilities.


    You can attack and defend, advance or retreat, you can help restrain, or be responsible for cover, you can be a pioneer, and you can retreat or retreat.


    Although he is not outstanding in all aspects and is not the top one, he is a teammate of "piezo" who can deal with any situation and make up for anything he lacks.


    Because of this, he relies more on suitable teammates.


    A suitable team-up and a set of special tactics are needed to fully utilize Senior Brother Feng’s strengths.


    Unfortunately, all the elite disciples of Tai''amen have been lost and there is no such condition.


    The result is obvious. During the swordsmanship conference, Senior Brother Feng was alone and had to be the main attack and defense. He was unable to do anything, so in the end, it was naturally difficult to do anything well.


    Mo Hua felt very sorry.


    If Senior Brother Feng is stumbling with him, no, if he is teaming up with him and attending the sword contest.


    Using the formation himself is enough to improve all his abilities to a higher level, and then some teammates help him. In this way, he is a "hexagon" warrior, and he is definitely enough to compete with the top geniuses of the four major sects.


    But, it''s a pity...


    The three schools merged, and they were too late.


    Moreover, Senior Brother Feng is one class taller than himself, and he can''t get a team.


    Mo Hua felt very regretful.


    "Senior Brother Feng, are you going to go down the mountain now?"


    Ouyang Feng shook his head, "Let''s go through some time, there are still some things to deal with, but..."


    He looked at Mo Hua again and praised him sincerely:


    "I never expected that you could actually defeat the four major sects and win the leader of the formation. I often feel that I already know that Junior Brother Mo, you are outstanding, but I never expected that you were even more incredible than I expected..."


    Mo Hua was a little embarrassed to be praised, waved her hands repeatedly, and said humbly: "Good luck, just luck, it''s nothing." Ouyang Feng laughed.


    He pondered for a moment, breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed, "Yes, there is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people outside of the world. He is limited to a corner of his studies, and his vision and knowledge are not open enough."


    "It''s time for me to experience it and see this vast world."


    "Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.


    When he was traveling with his master, he learned a lot.


    Practice the Tao for a hundred years, read thousands of books, and travel thousands of miles.


    Sometimes, if you don’t go out, open your eyes, or look at this vast world, the pattern will inevitably be narrow and you can’t recognize the true Tao.


    He wants to walk more when he has time and see more.


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    Ouyang Feng shook his head and said, "It''s harder than refining Qi. After all, this is a elixir. Even in a large family and a sect, elixir is a watershed and a big threshold for practicing Taoism."


    “If you advance, the sea will be wide open, and if you retreat, you will be very likely to be in trouble for a lifetime..."


    “Oh…” Mo Hua nodded with a serious expression.


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    In this swordsman conference, Tai Amen was at a disadvantage, and he was "digged" his spiritual power in many games, so he lost.


    "Also, have you considered the matter of natal magic weapon, junior brother?" Ouyang Feng asked again.


    Mo Hua shook her head and said to the truth: "I don''t have any good idea yet."


    Choose the magic weapon of the natal world, this problem is difficult.


    He has no inheritance, no top-quality spiritual weapons, and has no time to warm up since childhood.


    Even his martial arts are unique and the system of Taoism, and he has taken a different approach. Some methods are even learned only after he learns "falsely", and there is no precedent to refer to.


    Therefore, most of the existing inheritance of the natal magic weapon of Taixu Sect does not match his cultivation and ability.


    When I have time, I have considered this issue, but after thinking about it, there is no good idea.


    In addition, he still has a lot to learn, learn swords, formations, and body techniques. He doesn’t have much free time, so he has to temporarily delay the matter of his natal magic weapon.


    Ouyang Feng said seriously, "Most of the skills of the golden elixir monks rely on their natal magic weapons. Forging a life-long cultivation, spiritual and physical integration, and high-quality natal magic weapons are almost as important as forming a high-quality golden elixir."


    “It takes time to make plans..."


    Ouyang Feng said this and laughed: "I may be a little too much, so please don''t be disgusted."


    Mo Hua shook his head, "Where, thank you Senior Brother Feng."


    This sentence indeed reminded him.


    Some things need to be put on the agenda earlier, and at least we need to prepare in advance.


    Everything is planned, and if it is not planned, it will be abandoned.


    Don’t wait until you’re about to form a pill, and you haven’t considered the matter of your natal magic weapon yet.


    The two chatted for a while, and then Ouyang Feng said goodbye. Before leaving, he asked Mo Hua: "Xiao Mutou, my only younger brother. He is dull and tough, but his ability is not enough. In the future, I will ask Junior Brother Mo to take care of him."


    Mo Hua said confidently, "Xiao Mutou follows me, Senior Brother Feng, don''t worry!"


    Ouyang Feng couldn''t help laughing, and then looked solemn, bowing to Mo Hua: "This trip is long, I don''t know how to see you for years." Brother Mo, see you again in the world."


    Mo Hua felt reluctant and bowed, "Senior Brother Feng, see you again in the world!"


    The two parted.


    In the following years, Ink Painting has never been in Taixu Sect again and has met Ouyang Feng, the senior brother.


    Senior Brother Feng should have embarked on the road of traveling around the world alone. Mo Hua felt sad in her heart, and could only silently wish him a smooth journey...


    …


    After another period of time, after several exchanges between disciples, elders preaching, three orders, sharing of merits, etc., a series of step-by-step measures, the plan to merge the three sects is also being implemented bit by bit.


    And the process on Daoting has finally come to an end.


    As long as the Tianquan Pavilion in the center of the Daoting Court is finally sealed, the matter will be finalized.


    By then, there will be no longer separate Tai''a, Chongxu and Taixu, but only the unified sect of Taixu, the "Three Mountains and One Line" - Taixu Sect.


    Inside the Tianquan Pavilion.


    Several officials were chatting in the attic.


    In front of them, there were a large number of voluminous jade slips.


    These almost all the files of the spiritual powers that have reached a certain size, have a certain scale, have been officially recognized by the Dao Court, and have been designated as a document.


    These forces have decided on a series of matters such as the determination of the items, the reduction of the items, the promotion of the items, the name change, the removal of the names, etc., and the like.


    Therefore, the monks of Tianquan Pavilion have great power and are also extremely busy.


    At this time, several officials from Tianquan Pavilion were discussing the "three sects merged" of the Taixu Sect.


    And in the middle of the attic, there is an "old man".


    The old man had a wooden face, a stiff expression, and his skin was like a rotten wood, like a living puppet, mechanically stamping various files.


    The officials under the seat chatted with themselves, and no one paid attention to this "old man".


    …


    "The Qianxuezhou realm, Tai''a, Chongxu, and Taixu are combined, and are merged into one sect under the name of "Taixu Sect"..."


    "This matter has been delayed for a long time. The old master said that he will finish it today."


    "But they are all aftermath work, and the superiors have nodded a long time ago, so we don''t have to make any decisions."


    "We are just the main businessman. If we want to make an idea, we don''t have the qualifications..."


    "At least you have to get involved in supervision."


    "What do you think? Supervisor is what you can do if you want to do? To be honest, ordinary monks will end up being able to do things until they are in charge. Supervisors don''t think about it. Even if they end up, they will not be able to sit steadily without that ability."


    "The supervisor of our Tianquan Pavilion is fine. Unlike Tianshu Pavilion, they are in charge of formations and involve Tianji. They don''t have any ability. If you give you a seat for supervision, you dare not sit there, otherwise you will definitely be in a big trouble."


    "Tianquan Pavilion is not simple either..."


    "Okay, let''s not talk about this anymore, concentrate on doing things."


    The attic was silent for a while.


    However, the work was boring. After a while, someone still spoke:


    "Taixu Sect... By the way, there are really separate sects these days, who are willing to reunite with a broken mirror? What are you trying to do?"


    "You can''t make it..."


    "I heard that in the Qianxuezhou community, there have been frequent changes in the reform sector, and the competition among the sects is fierce. It is estimated that it is about to fall from eight major gates, so it has to merge and find a way out."


    “No wonder…”


    "It''s a good thing, what system is changing? So many things have happened in vain."


    "Man dies for money, birds die for food, and the same goes for sects. We outsiders can''t understand the game here."


    “That’s true…”


    "However, since the three sects merge, why just use the ''Taixu Sect'' as the name?"


    "This is not simple. Taixu Sect is now the most powerful and ranked the highest. Haven''t you heard that Taixu Sect has also produced a formation monster..."


    "Monster?"


    "You haven''t heard of it?"


    A chief shook his head, "I have worked overtime recently and have been busy with the war in the southern wilderness. I haven''t heard of it yet."


    Some people also asked: "What kind of monster?"


    "You''re ignorant," said the previous main storyline. "A disciple of Taixu Sect suddenly appeared in the Qianxuezhou area, and in the middle of the foundation building stage, he drew a formation of the peak of the nineteen-patterned pattern and won the leader of the formation."


    "This incident even came to my Daozhou..."


    "In the middle stage of foundation building, the nineteen-patterned formation? Is it fake?"


    "impossible…"


    "The spiritual consciousness cannot be cultivated. Even if it is born, it cannot exceed so much. There must be something wrong with it. I don''t believe it..."


    "Even if it is my Daozhou, the center of the nine provinces, and it has outstanding people and powerful places, there are not necessarily such geniuses..."


    "I''ve been bragging."


    "I am so ignorant in the Qianxuezhou community? I don''t know what it means to surpass the third level of spiritual consciousness? Can you believe such an outrageous thing?"


    "Does the sects in Qianxuezhou want to create momentum for geniuses? Are they too boasting about it?"


    “Indeed, I don’t believe it either.”


    Several officials shook their heads one after another.


    Someone also said, "However, the examiner of the Formation Conference passed by Tianshu Pavilion in Daozhou. You suspect that the Qianxue Sect is nothing, but it is impossible to question Tianshu Pavilion, right?"


    “This is…”


    "You''ve misunderstood?"


    "What are you thinking? The fourth-grade formation masters, can they also misunderstand it? They are proficient in formations, probably more than the files we have reviewed..."


    "Then...is there really such a genius?"


    “It’s hard to say…”


    "After that''s it," asked the chief, "What''s the name of this monster?"


    A chief thoughtfully said, "It seems that his surname is Mo, and his name is...Mo Hua?"


    As soon as he finished speaking, the main person suddenly shivered and his face turned pale.


    Everyone wanted to ask him about other things, but they were surprised to see his appearance, "What''s wrong?"


    "Why are you so pale?"


    The head of the matter was still scared and pointed his hand up, "I feel that this puppet just now seemed to... glance at me?"


    Everyone looked at it and saw that the "old man" with a blank expression on his face in the center was still stamping one file after another with a stiff movement.


    "What are you talking about? This is a puppet, not a human..."


    Someone in charge said, "Be careful of your words, what kind of puppet? You must follow the rules of my Tianquan Pavilion and respectfully call it ''Pudi Master''..."


    "There are no outsiders here, so what do you care about so much?"


    "Okay, even if you call him Lord Puppet, isn''t he still a puppet?"


    "No, I really felt just now that this puppet... Lord Puppet seemed to have a look at me..."


    "Stop talking nonsense, for no reason, why did Lord Puppet look at you?"


    "This, I..."


    "Okay, OK," said an elderly official, "Stop talking, hurry up and do the important business, and deal with the three sects in the Qianxuezhou area."


    "In the southern desert, war is tight and the sect is constantly changing. Maybe there will be more things in a few days, so how can there be some leisure?"


    "yes…"


    “Master Xia said it right.”


    "Term these trivial matters earlier..."


    So everyone calmed down and began to step up the processing of the documents at hand. It was not until it was getting late.


    The elderly Director Xia respectfully handed the file of the three gates of Taixu to the puppet old man in the main seat.


    The old man treated everyone equally and stamped his seal.


    But no one noticed it. His mouth moved slightly, making a slight "crying" sound, like... the sound of pine nuts.


    …


    After Tianquan Pavilion sealed and agreed.


    The three sects merge and finally implemented.


    Taixu Gate, at this time, there were crowds of people.


    Tai''amen and Chongxu Sect, now the disciples of Tai''ashan and Chongxu Mountain, gathered in the great dojo of Tai''s Mountain to participate in the first opening meeting after the confluence of the three sects.


    Because after the three sects merge, Taixu Sect is the leader, such conferences will be held in Taixu Mountain.


    This conference is very grand.


    The disciples of Tai Ashan wearing golden Taoist robe, the disciples of Chongxu Mountain wearing blue Taoist robe, and the disciples of Tai Xu Mountain wearing mysterious and white colors gathered together, densely packed with figures, and a large sect was filled with atmosphere.


    After that, the heads of the three sects also spoke routinely, urging their disciples to be united and practice diligently.


    After the opening ceremony ends, the new and grand Taixu Sect, which covers three mountains and attracts more than 10,000 disciples, will be born.


    The next day, it was a big class in formation.


    Mr. Xun gathered his disciples from the middle school year of the foundation building in Taixu Mountain.


    "From the future, I will teach you all the formations."


    Mr. Xun said in an old voice, "But I am busy with affairs, so on weekdays, the formations of Tai''a, Chongxu and Taixu''s three mountains disciples are taught by Mo Hua."


    "For Hua, come." Mr. Xun waved.


    Mo Hua nodded and walked to the center of the dojo.


    Mr. Xun said to his disciples in the audience:


    "This is Mo Hua. From now on, he will be your formation ''Little Brother'', and teach you the formation on my behalf."


    "Come on, pay homage to your junior brother..."


    All the disciples of Taiashan and Chongxushan were stunned for a moment.


    Most of them are not familiar with the ink painting, but they have heard of the ink painting.


    Many disciples even saw Mo Hua at the Form Conference with their own eyes, and they were amazing and beautiful. They suppressed the world with a crushing attitude and won the first place in the formation.


    Although Mo Hua looks young and doesn''t look like a "senior brother", no one dares to question it.


    What''s more, this is Mr. Xun''s order.


    So, the huge temple, from three sects and thousands of disciples, saluted in unison at the same time, and said:


    "I''ve met my junior brother!"


    "I''ve met my junior brother..."


    The sounds of "Little Brother" merge into a piece, like rivers and rivers gather into a river, surging, shaking the forest and coming into the sky, echoing for a long time in the ancient Taixu Mountains.


    Ink painting became the "little brother" shared by many disciples after the convergence of the three sects.


    ?Thank you Jialing, Shangguan Dean, and Wanshi for your reward~


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    (This chapter ends)