Chapter 990 Rebirth


    The sword contest is about to begin, and the atmosphere at Taixu Sect suddenly became tense.


    From top to bottom, everyone has a string in their hearts.


    Mr. Xun has not shown up for a long time.


    Nowadays, all formation classes, from preparation, class, to homework correction, are all handled by Mo Hua alone.


    Mr. Xun became the boss of the hand-off, sitting quietly in the elder''s residence, deducing something day and night.


    Even the head of Taixu is not that leisurely.


    When Mo Hua went to feed the big white dog, he occasionally saw the head of the sect several times and found that he looked a little haggard and his thick black hair finally began to fall down.


    In addition, all the elders Mo Hua met were in a hurry and looked solemn, and they were busy preparing for the various matters of the sword contest.


    And the most nervous one is the disciple of Taixu Sect.


    Because they were the ones participating in the sword contest.


    The honors of the sect, family interests, and personal future are all maintained by this competition.


    Everyone''s heart seemed to be hanging, uneasy, and as if they were pressing on a stone, unable to breathe.


    In the tense practice and fighting, the disciples'' expressions became more solemn and solemn.


    Even when I was having a meal, I didn’t say much.


    At noon, the disciple lives.


    Mo Hua gnawed the chicken legs, looked left and right, and found that the originally lively and bustling kitchen hall was like a layer of frost. Everyone covered their heads with food, without saying a word, and couldn''t help but shake their heads.


    This is not good.


    If the atmosphere is too dull, it will cause indigestion.


    Mo Hua turned his head again and looked at Cheng Mo beside him.


    Cheng Mo, who was originally nagging, is now really "silent". He also has a tense face and is chewing an elbow like chewing wax.


    Mo Hua handed him a chicken leg.


    Cheng Mo was stunned for a moment, looked up and saw that it was Mo Hua, and slowly said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."


    Mo Hua asked him, "How are you practicing swordsmanship?"


    Cheng Mo nodded and said, "It''s okay..."


    But he looked unstable and obviously not so confident.


    Mo Hua was a little confused, "Aren''t you good at your foundation? Do you have no confidence?"


    Cheng Mo was depressed and didn''t want to speak very much, but he couldn''t help but reply to Mo Hua''s words. After thinking for a moment, he sighed:


    "Senior Brother, I''m going to tell you that my cultivation level, whether it is martial arts or Taoism, has almost no shortcomings. In my Cheng family, I say second, but no one dares to say first."


    "But this is where the four and eight sects of Qianxuezhou are ''top'' disciples who can come from. My qualifications can only be considered standard, and I can only rely on my ''hard skin and thick flesh'' and can be better than others."


    "When I really talk about swords and compete with the geniuses of various sects, I... really have no advantage..."


    Cheng Mo had no confidence.


    Situ Jian and the others next to him also nodded.


    In their respective families, they are undoubtedly one of the best "outstanding ones".


    In other parts of Jiuzhou, they are all "geniuses" that are rare in a century.


    Not to mention anything else, if you just grab a disciple from the Taixu Sect and throw it into the Daheishan Prefecture, where Mo Hua came from, he will definitely be a genius who "came sensationalizes all parties".


    But these geniuses gathered in Qianxuezhou because they are all "outstanding people" in the family. Relatively speaking, they are all "general people". Without outstanding abilities, they naturally seem to be nothing more than everyone else.


    It’s not that Cheng Mo and the others are weak, but in fact, the disciples around are too strong.


    There is heaven beyond heaven, and there is someone beyond man.


    Above geniuses, there are always stronger "geniuses".


    Cheng Mo and his “genius” are just about entering the Qianxuezhou community and seeing the threshold of stronger geniuses.


    Mo Hua felt a little sad.


    Fortunately, I was experiencing the truth by spiritual consciousness, and by chance, I walked through the "back door".


    Otherwise, with his qualifications, he would not even reach the threshold of entering the Qianxuezhou community, let alone being able to join the Taixu Sect and become Cheng Mo and his younger brother.


    Mo Hua thought about it and found that the only one who can be regarded as a "top genius" in Taixu Sect today was Xiaoxiao who was "crossed".


    Linghu laughs, a disciple of Chongxu’s lineage.


    The sword heart is clear, and his talent for swordsmanship is rare in five hundred years even in the history of Chongxu Sect.


    If it weren''t for the convergence of the three sects, the Taixu Sect would not even have this only "top genius".


    Ink painting is a little unhappy, but after thinking about it carefully, I think this is reasonable.


    Top geniuses naturally have to join the top four sects.


    Other talents can be divided into eight major gates.


    If the four major sects have top geniuses and are good at discussing swords, they will naturally always be the leader.


    If you keep taking the lead, you will naturally be able to capture top geniuses.


    If they don’t accept it, it will be the eight major gates, the twelve levels, and the hundreds of Qianxue schools that go down.


    In this case, Taixu Sect includes eight major gates, and it is actually very difficult to acquire a few truly top geniuses.


    "It''s not just the spirit stones and inheritance that are differentiating, but the talents are also differentiating..."


    Mo Hua sighed in her heart.


    The only special thing is Taiamen three years ago.


    At that time, Tai''amen was ranked first among the eight major sects and was very famous. There were two or three top geniuses in the sect.


    But top geniuses are inevitably conceited, and they are all young and full of energy. Because of the Rouge Boat, they have been banned from the qualification of "sword discussion".


    After that, he failed in the swordsmanship, and Taiamen was a little depressed.


    Today''s Taixu Sect, on the surface, is the convergence of the three sects, gathering talents from the three sects.


    But because all the "tops" were pinched off, it was not much better than Tai Amen, who was ranked first among the eight major gates.


    In a sense, it is even much weaker.


    It’s just that there are a little more people.


    Mo Hua frowned.


    After careful calculation, the situation of the Taixu Sect’s sword discussion is really not optimistic at all.


    No wonder the head started to lose his hair.


    "No, it seems not just not optimistic..."


    Mo Hua thought about it again and thought that Tai''amen was the first "rafter" to come out, and was the first to bear the firepower of the four major sects.


    The Chongxu door is a buffer for the waist and also shares some pressure.


    Taixu Gate is ranked at the end, and the pressure is the least.


    But now, Taixu Gate "storing" Tai''amen and Chongxu Gate is equivalent to attracting all the "firepower" to himself.


    All pressures are gathered together and they are alone under the "encirclement and suppression" of the four major sects.


    The situation is outrageously severe.


    Mo Hua is a headache for the leader.


    "I don''t know how much hair the leader can have after the swordsman''s meeting ends..."


    Mo Hua began to feel distressed about the head''s hair.


    Seeing that Cheng Mo was still frowning, Mo Hua comforted him and said, "Do your best and don''t be stressed."


    Cheng Mo smiled bitterly, "Senior Brother, I know the truth, but this pressure is not something that can be lost just by saying it is not enough."


    How could he not be nervous about a big deal like a swordsman?


    Mo Hua asked, "Do you think of the leader in the sword contest?"


    "Everyone wants the leader," Cheng Mo said helplessly, "but I don''t have the ability to do this. I can get a good ranking."


    "What can I do if I get a good ranking?"


    "There are too many things that can be done." Cheng Mo''s eyes lit up, and he talked happily like a chicken blood:


    "First of all, if you have a high ranking, the sect will reward you with a large amount of merit, which will be used to exchange resources for inheritance, or to enter the inner sect, which is better..."


    "Even if you don''t enter the inner door, you will get a ranking and return home in glory, you will be very majestic."


    "This is the ranking of sword competition in Qianxuezhou. The ancestor of the family will definitely be very eye-catching to me."


    "Even if you go out to brag, it will be a spit and a nail, and everyone will lower your head..."


    Mo Hua was a little confused: "It''s so amazing?"


    Cheng Mo nodded: "This is natural."


    "But..." Mo Hua frowned, "I got the leader of the formation, and it seems that I think it''s just that, not that powerful..."


    Cheng Mo held his breath in his chest, a little unwilling to talk to Mo Hua.


    The other disciples were also choked.


    The younger brother is good at everything, but sometimes he speaks too annoyingly.


    But when Jingmohua said this, everyone was not so nervous without realizing it.


    Mo Hua asked the others again: "Do you want to win the sword contest? Do you also want to go back to the family to show off?"


    "This is natural, people don''t show off their youth."


    "Of course, it''s not just about showing off. There are many benefits..."


    The atmosphere became more lively, and the disciples became more and more talked about, and they all said:


    "I want to win glory for my family. With a good ranking, my parents'' faces are also shining. My father often says that the most successful thing in his life is to give birth to me, his son..."


    "I mainly want to earn some merits. My skills are so resourceful..."


    "My parents said that I can get a good ranking in the sword contest and have a good reputation. Go back and find a good marriage for me."


    "Did your parents turn the difficulty back? Don''t you know how difficult it is to discuss swordsmanship? How much effort can it take to find a marriage?"


    "That''s because you haven''t looked for it, you''ll know if you have found it..."


    …


    There are also people who have a large family but their original family are not good:


    "My father is so gambled. My mother remarries. I can''t rely on anyone. I can only rely on myself. I want to have a future for myself!"


    Someone next to him also echoed: "That''s right, I also want to fight. In the Qianxuezhou community, I rely on my own strength to create a world. If I fail..."


    He looked unwilling, "I can only go back, follow my parents'' arrangements, marry a woman of equal status and inherit the position of head of the family..."


    A bunch of people couldn''t speak...


    "Thank you, we broke up." The disciple said before.


    "No, the small family, just a fourth-rank, why are you angry?"


    "I''ve broken up, don''t talk to me..."


    …


    As he spoke, the atmosphere became harmonious for a while. Everyone''s mood was much more relaxed and the pressure was slightly relieved.


    Cheng Mo looked at the ink painting and asked in a low voice:


    "Senior brother, do you also want to participate in the sword contest?"


    Mo Hua pondered, "I should also participate."


    "Senior Brother, do you want to get a ranking too. Do you go back to your hometown to show off?" Cheng Mo said.


    "This..." Mo Hua fell into deep thought.


    "What nonsense, my younger brother is not as superficial as you?" Situ Jian said dissatisfied. "Why is it superficial?" Cheng Mo refused to accept it. "It''s like walking in the night when wealth is embroidered. This is human nature, how can it be superficial?"


    "That''s it." Some disciples agreed.


    "That''s right, but the younger brother must have other meanings..."


    "I guess I want to pass the sword contest, enter the inner sect, and become an elder in the future."


    "What are you talking about? With the status of my junior brother, is it necessary to talk about entering the inner door?"


    "Why earn merit?"


    "Do you know how many merits your senior brother has now?"


    "How many?"


    "There are so many that the younger brother himself doesn''t know how many merits he has made..."


    "I heard that the ancestor has already signed the merits of the younger brother''s Taixu Order, but I am afraid that our disciples will suffer damage to the Taoist heart..."


    "It''s not that exaggerating..."


    "That young brother, I participated in the sword contest to get a good ranking and find a good Taoist partner in the future."


    "Nonsense! Do you need to find a Taoist couple for the younger brother?" A disciple looked solemn, "To be honest, I have a sister with a top-grade spiritual root, young and beautiful, and just the same age..."


    Before he finished speaking, someone next to him shouted, "Lu Zhenming! I asked you to introduce your sister to me before. Didn''t you say that your sister is still young, so you disagree?!"


    "This is my real sister, and I can''t push her into the fire pit..."


    "Okay, okay, okay, brothers, let me explain today, what is the **** ''fire pit''?"


    …


    In the noisy and noisy, the atmosphere in the dining hall became more lively.


    But ink painting fell into deep thought.


    Although most jokes are made, what these disciples are right.


    "What exactly do I want to attend the sword contest?"


    This issue is worth pondering and must be considered clearly.


    When I returned to the disciple’s residence at night, Mo Hua was still considering this issue.


    Other disciples want to win a good ranking in the sword competition, some seek fame, some seek family interests, some seek merit, some seek inner disciples, and some seek good marriages...


    Then what are you trying to do?


    Famous, my reputation is already great enough.


    The rafters that stand out will rot first, and the fat pigs will be slaughtered first. For yourself, being famous may not be a good thing.


    I have no shortage of merits and I don’t want to enter the inner door.


    I am a casual cultivator and have no family interests to fight for, and no "head of the family" to inherit.


    As for the marriage...


    This matter is still early, there is no need to consider it now.


    Besides, using ink painting to understand the younger sister...


    If I really go to the sword contest, the younger sister will most likely worry about whether she is injured or not, and will not care about what ranking she takes.


    Whether to get a ranking or not will not delay being her junior brother.


    After calculating the ink painting, I found that I actually had no demand at all.


    What may be in demand is the reward for the first place in the sword contest.


    But these rewards have been decided and I have also read the ink painting.


    One is a self-selected choice for the four major sects and eight major sects of the best top-grade martial arts.


    There is another one, which is also a self-selected choice for the top Taoist inheritance of the four sects and eight sects.


    In addition, there are also some sect treasures, top-quality elixirs and talismans, etc.


    The things are undoubtedly the best, but these are all prepared for the real "proud son of heaven" and are not very practical for ink paintings with weak foundations.


    Even those martial arts and Taoist techniques are not worthy of learning with their spiritual roots.


    In addition, the only reason to participate in the swordsman conference is probably the only reason to help Mr. Xun and Taixu Sect overcome this difficulty.


    After all, he suffered too much kindness from Mr. Xun and Taixu Sect.


    Of course, it is also to make the head lose some hair...


    But that''s all, it won''t take that much effort.


    Moreover, after considering the ink painting, this matter is actually very risky.


    Mr. Xun said right before. Once he participated in the swordsmanship conference, his trump cards would be stripped away little by little under the attention of everyone.


    This is very fatal.


    After all, he has many trump cards, but he is simply shameless.


    If he doesn''t use his trump card, he has no ability at all and will participate in such a swordsmanship event.


    The swordsmanship conference is not a joke. There are many geniuses gathering, and countless strong people are.


    This is a long and arduous battle.


    Ink paintings will not really naively think that they can get a good ranking without giving their all efforts.


    Even if he tried his best and gave all his trump cards, it was hard to say whether he could reach the end...


    High difficulty, high risk, and low returns.


    Ink painting thought about it for a long time before he could helplessly realize that this is the objective situation.


    It is best for him to paddle in the swordsmanship conference.


    Strive to help Taixu Sect and advance to some rankings.


    As for the others, there is no need to consider it.


    Mo Hua sighed slightly.


    He thought about it over and over again several times, and even used the causal algorithm, calculated a little bit, and found that no matter how you think or deduce, "swipe" is the best choice.


    Ink painting is a little overwhelmed.


    But this is the case, and cause and effect are such cause and effect.


    People cannot do things that are out of reality.


    The Mo Hua looked away and felt much more peaceful, and he became a little calmer about the swordsmanship conference.


    When the disciples were doing their best to prepare for the sword contest, Mo Hua still practiced the ultimate formation and studied the formation as always.


    The days are as dull as water, passing by little by little...


    …


    And at this time, Daozhou.


    Tianshu Pavilion.


    The clouds and mist were filled with mist, and in the unsightly peeked, the old man with white hair was still dozing off.


    In the hazy smoke, the old man was sleepy and peaceful.


    I don’t know how long it took for the Ge Lao to wake up from his sleepiness, slowly raised his eyes and looked at the chessboard in front of him.


    The chessboard is made of dead wood and has no special features, but it is reflected in the turbid but abyss-like gaze, but the light flows, as if there is a secret of heaven and a complete set of cause and effect.


    The old man looked at the chessboard, and the sound was like a twilight drum, and slowly pondered:


    "The chess game... has been set up, and the chess pieces are in place, but... they are almost there."


    Chess pieces are all dead and only develop in the established direction.


    The chess game is naturally a dead game, and it is still calm.


    A variable and a "living son" are needed to revitalize the entire situation...


    So...Who has this ability to be this "living child"?


    The old man''s eyes were deep, and his divine thoughts were surging, and cause and effect were constantly flowing.


    At the same time, his old fingers reached into the chess can, groped for a moment, and pinched out an ordinary black chess piece.


    The old man looked slightly surprised, and he felt strange.


    "In such a big chess game, can someone really be this live game?"


    The old master was curious, he clamped the chess piece, and his eyes were full of chess games, wanting to calculate the identity of this "living piece".


    But after twisting for a while, I gave up again.


    Since you are a living son, you cannot calculate it. If you calculate it, you will become a "dead son".


    “Forget it, it doesn’t matter…”


    "With a living child, there will be fish; with fish, you need to give him a ''bad'' so that he can move himself..."


    What "bait" should I give?


    The old man started to make up again, thinking about how to "fish".


    The various techniques of Tianshu Pavilion are like flowing water, flowing through his hearts one by one, but the cause and effect do not have a slight ups and downs…


    The old master briefly passed the martial arts and began to calculate the Tao again, calculate the elixirs, talismans, and formations...


    But after all, even if some of the best inheritances are used as "bad", they still cannot seduce this "fish".


    The old man looked calm and was not surprised.


    In this overall situation, those who can be a "living child" as a variable are absolutely extraordinary people, and they must be a "big fish".


    Since it is a big fish, it is definitely not something that ordinary "bait" can fish.


    The Ge Lao began to improve his level and chose this "bait" from the secret biography of Tianshu Pavilion.


    This time there was a causal fluctuation.


    But that''s all.


    This "big fish" seemed to have just sniffed the scent machine and felt a little moved, but soon adhered to its original heart, got rid of greed, swam back to the bottom of the water, and hibernated.


    The elder of the cabinet was finally a little surprised.


    "You can''t catch this?"


    "It''s really...a big ''shelf''..."


    "Are you fishing or a dragon?"


    The old man was a little painful and sighed in his heart: "I can''t bear to leave the child and can''t trap the wolf..."


    He gritted his teeth, and directly broke through the void with a finger, and began to look for it from the ancient inheritance enshrined by Tianshu Pavilion.


    Extraordinary names flowed through my eyes. The old master searched for a moment, and finally he found a golden inheritance of cause and effect.


    Above inheritance, cause and effect are brilliant and condensed into golden color.


    This means that as long as you use this heritage to fish, you will definitely be able to fish out this big fish.


    Ge Lao opened this ancient heritage.


    Inheritance is an ancient jade slip, with five ancient and extraordinary characters engraved on it:


    "Yin and Yang Rebirth Formation".


    These five words, with a chaotic aura of the initial judgment of heaven and earth, the flow of yin and yang, and the reversal of life and death, suddenly suffocated the room.


    The old master''s expression slowly solidified, and his eyes became terrifyingly deep.


    Yin and Yang are reborn...


    Whose "rebirth" is it?


    Not really...


    Gu Jing Wubo''s heart caused layers of shock.


    The Ge Lao''s eyes were also as deep as the abyss.


    (This chapter ends)