Chapter 992 Team


    In Tianshu Pavilion, the old master looked at the black man who "swallowed the dragon" and was stunned for a long time.


    Inside Taixu Gate, Mo Hua officially began planning his own swordsmanship conference.


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


    This is what his father Mo Shan told him since he was a child, the principle of being a demon hunter.


    The more grand and arduous the goal is, the more you need to be prepared.


    Mo Hua sat in his disciple Curie and thought about it for a long time. The next day, he went to Murong Cave Palace in Taixu City and met Murong Caiyun.


    Murong Caiyun is his senior sister, Gao Mo has graduated now.


    Unlike Ouyang Feng, after leaving Taixu Sect, Murong Caiyun did not choose to go out for a trip, but returned to Murong''s family and went into seclusion to practice, preparing to try to form a pill first.


    "Try it first. If you succeed, you can become a Jindan monk, take over the Murong family''s industry directly."


    "Or enter the inner door, start with teaching, and then step by step to elder."


    "If you fail, then go out and spend some time, calm down your mind, and then find another opportunity to form a pill."


    "When you reach the Jindan hurdle, breakthroughs depend on both the foundation and luck."


    "If you have good luck, you can make a pill at once."


    "If you have bad luck, you may have to go three times, five times, or even ten times. If you keep failing and trying, you will have to waste a period of trouble..."


    In the yard of Murong''s family, Murong Caiyun was dressed in colorful robe and dignified and beautiful, and personally made tea for Mohua and poured tea, and told Mohua about his plan to form a pill.


    Mo Hua picked up the teacup and took a sip.


    Tea is flower tea, with a rich and dignified aroma, but also has a clear and beautiful appearance, soft and refreshing taste.


    It is worthy of being the tea cooked by Senior Sister Murong.


    Tea is the same as humans.


    Mo Hua silently praised in his heart, and then said, "Sister Murong, can you make a pill at once?"


    Murong Caiyun smiled gently and said, "It''s not that simple. But if you don''t have it once, then twice, just try it a few more times..."


    "A monk will take practicing Taoism as his fate for his life. The great way is endless. Keep a normal mind and keep moving forward. Don''t be proud of your success, and don''t be discouraged if you fail."


    Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, feeling that Senior Sister Murong was right.


    Having said that, he still wished: "May Senior Sister Murong win the first battle and successfully form a pill!"


    Murong Caiyun smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, "Then I''ll give you a good word to my junior brother."


    She poured another cup of tea for Mo Hua.


    The senior sister of the Taixu Sect and the legitimate daughter of the Murong family personally cooked and poured tea for treats, probably only the same family members had ink paintings.


    And this tea is really delicious.


    Mo Hua drank another cup, and Murong Caiyun said, "What''s wrong with you coming to see me?"


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded, put down the teacup, and said straight to the point:


    "I want to ask about sword discussion."


    Murong Caiyun was not surprised, but asked Mo Hua: "Do you want to participate in the swordsmanship conference?"


    Mo Hua nodded and said, "After all, there is only one chance in his life."


    He actually has participated in a "Formation Conference", but that is a special situation.


    It was Mr. Xun who walked through the back door for him, and it was also because of his spiritual consciousness that proved the truth, his spiritual consciousness was too strong and his formation level was too high.


    But the sword contest is different.


    Everyone is a genius, with spiritual stones and spiritual liquids poured on, and the treasures of heaven and earth are eaten. The progress of cultivation is also very similar.


    Compet with real swords and guns to compete for cultivation.


    No matter how strong the middle stage of foundation building is, it cannot truly compete with the geniuses in the late stage of foundation building or even the peak of foundation building.


    What''s more, there will be many sword contests.


    It is a contest of hard power.


    Even if you are lucky in the middle of foundation building, it doesn’t make much sense to win one or two games by chance.


    The only opportunity to compete in swordsmanship cannot be wasted.


    Mo Hua said: "I want to work hard and strive to get a better ranking."


    He spoke very modestly.


    Murong Caiyun didn''t realize at this time how many "a little better" rankings Mo Hua said were.


    But it is also a good thing to be motivated in ink painting.


    Although she has graduated now, she is still a disciple of Taixu Sect.


    The Murong family is also in the same spirit as the Taixu Sect.


    She is happy to help this, whether it is for ink painting or for Taixu Sect.


    Even though he is at a critical moment when preparing for the pill and time is tight, Murong Caiyun still said happily:


    "Okay, I''ll tell you whatever you want to ask."


    Mo Hua asked all the doubts he had prepared.


    Murong Caiyun thought for a moment, and then patiently, his tone was gentle and delicate, and he told the ink painting:


    "The sword contest is a five-a-side sword contest contest."


    "It''s said it''s a five-a-side system, but it''s not simply fighting each other. It will involve different terrain and there will be different competition systems, such as beheading, defending the city, annihilation, survival, monster hunting, melee... and so on."


    "Ordinary disciples, if you just watch the fun, you don''t need to care too much."


    "But if you really want to participate seriously, get a ranking, win honor for the sect, and also strive for a future for yourself, there will be a lot of things to study in it, and you must spend a lot of effort to prepare..."


    "There are different terrain, different competition system, different teams, and different performances on the spot, so there are endless variables..."


    "You must be thoroughly prepared and adaptable."


    "In addition, you must have strong cultivation, the ability to respond to changes in the same way as you remain unchanged, and you must have reliable teammates."


    "The rest, just try your best to win."


    "Sword debate is a craziest victory system. There will be many competitions. Whoever wins more will advance."


    "Similarly, every time you win, not only will your team be ranked further, but it will also contribute to the ranking of the sect."


    "The initial competition system is relatively simple. Each game win can only add one winning point."


    "The further you get to the back, the stronger the opponent is, and the more difficult it is to win. Each game wins, the more points you have accumulated, and it may even reach dozens or even hundreds."


    "So the sword competition is about the foundation of the geniuses of various sects."


    "The more genius disciples of the sect, the stronger they are, the more they can win to the end, the more winning points they accumulate, and the higher the ranking of the sect..."


    Speaking of this, Murong Caiyun felt a little regretful, "Our Taixu Sect... no, it''s not just Taixu Sect, the other eight gates, the twelve-rate, the gap is here."


    "The top disciples of our sects are much less than those of the four major sects."


    "It would be good if you can get to the semi-finals or even the finals when you reach the Taixu Sect after one or two top teams."


    "But there may be four or five teams in each of the four major sects."


    "Even above these four or five top teams, there are even more top-notch teams, blood genius teams."


    "The highest-grade, even the heavenly spiritual roots, practice the best skills, the best Taoist methods, and cultivate the spiritual power to the extreme, the direct bloodline, the peak of foundation building..."


    Murong Caiyun smiled bitterly.


    These are all peak foundation-building disciples with perfect qualifications, perfect inheritance, and spiritual power that have been cultivated to the point of perfection.


    If there is one Taixu Sect, it will burn high incense, and in the four major sects, a team can be formed.


    Ink painting was also secretly shocked.


    The foundation of the four major sects is indeed too profound...


    He had thought it was a little simpler before.


    Mo Hua frowned and pondered, not knowing what he was thinking.


    Murong Caiyun''s beautiful eyes flowed, staring at the ink painting, and thinking silently in his heart.


    She admires the level of the formation of ink paintings very much.


    But the sword competition is not a formation competition after all, and it is not a direct comparison of formations. In fast attack and defense, the formation layout is complicated and very constrained and inconvenient.


    In terms of real strength, ink painting is also very "subtle".


    Siding and escaping, circling body skills, and magic control abilities are extremely strong.


    But the body is weak and the spiritual power is low, and the means of direct attack are lacking.


    This is her impression when she used to form a team with Mo Hua to arrest the crime of cultivating and offered a reward for the sect.


    In addition to this, the most special thing is the "amplification formation".


    Murong Caiyun still remembers the powerful feeling of "spiritual power boiling" and the increase in the five elements.


    This feeling of adding the five elements law is very fascinating.


    Unfortunately, Murong Caiyun only experienced this taste once from beginning to end.


    This made Murong Caiyun feel resentful for a long time.


    Murong Caiyun took back his mind and began to evaluate the strength of ink painting.


    As far as the current situation is concerned, Mo Hua is a very strong "assisted" monk.


    It is a panacea, and you can make up for anything you lack.


    But in this way, you will rely heavily on "teammates".


    The stronger the teammate, the stronger the stronger he is.


    On the contrary, if the teammates are weak, the existence of Mo Hua will be a little embarrassed...


    But…


    Murong Caiyun looked at Mo Hua and said carefully: "Junior brother, the swordsmanship conference is a five-a-side system. Have you decided who to choose as your teammate?"


    Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "I have an idea, but I haven''t decided yet."


    "This...you have to think about it early." Murong Caiyun said.


    If you choose a weak teammate, he can’t help him, so it’s useless to participate in the sword contest.


    If you choose a strong teammate, not to mention whether your teammate agrees to be with him or not, at least it is not easy to explain to the sect.


    The swordsmanship conference is a major event, and the share of Qianlong Spirit Mine is related to the core interests of the sect.


    We have made plans for the arrangements of the sword-making team early and are extremely cautious.


    Especially those genius disciples, each carrot and the other pit.


    The Mo Hua is now like this, obviously having a temporary idea, and suddenly she wants to participate in the swordsmanship conference seriously.


    This is something outside the plan.


    He was valued by the ancestors and was also the "little senior brother" of the sect. He had a good reputation and high prestige.


    Once you pull someone and cause the sword contestants to move, the sect will probably be very difficult.


    Mo Hua also understood what Murong Caiyun meant and nodded seriously, "I will think about it carefully."


    Afterwards, he asked about the rules of sword competition, and after he had a rough idea in his mind, he said goodbye tactfully.


    "Senior sister, I will go back to the sect first, and I won''t disturb you from forming pills."


    After Mo Hua finished speaking, she turned around and wanted to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Murong Caiyun.


    “Junior brother…”


    "Senior sister, is there anything else?" Mo Hua asked.


    Murong Caiyun was silent for a moment, with a little sad expression, and sighed softly: "I can''t help with Taixu Sect anymore, I..."


    She had a face full of reluctance.


    Mo Hua understood her thoughts, looked soft and said with a smile:


    "Senior sister, don''t worry. Leave the sword discussion to me. After all, I am now Taixu Sect... No, I am the ''little brother'' of the three meridians of Tai''a, Chongxu and Taixu."


    Murong Caiyun was stunned and felt a lot more at ease, and couldn''t help but smile.


    "Senior sister, please get the elixir early. Then the golden elixir banquet will be held and I will treat me to the wedding wine." Mo Hua said with a smile. Murong Caiyun also smiled and said, "Well, be careful all the way."


    Mo Hua waved his hand, said goodbye to Murong Caiyun, and set out on the road to Taixu Mountain.


    The mountain is far away, and ink paintings are walking on the steps of the mountain.


    Murong Caiyun looked at Mo Hua''s back and suddenly realized that before he knew it, Mo Hua had grown a lot taller.


    At this time, he was walking alone on the mountain road. Although his figure was thin, it was connected to the vast aura of Taixu Mountain. There was a faint aura of stepping on the earth, turning into a green mountain, shouldering the sky...


    Murong Caiyun looked at him in a daze, then smiled slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were like colorful clouds, bright and beautiful.


    …


    After returning to Taixu Gate, Mo Hua began to seriously consider the matter of "grouping".


    Sword debate is not a joke.


    Be prepared early when forming a team.


    Mo Hua didn''t talk much, so she found Linghu Xiao directly and asked him, "Xiaoxiao, I''m going to discuss the swordsmanship, do you want to join us?"


    Linghu Xiao was slightly stunned, and then his eyes gradually showed his sharpness, and he nodded at Mo Hua:


    "good."


    In just two breaths, Linghu Xiao, a genius who was rare in Chongxu Sect in 500 years, was simply "killed" by Mo Hua.


    With Linghu Xiao, everything will be easy.


    Ink painting himself, plus Linghu laughter.


    Add Cheng Mo and Situ Jian.


    There are only four people.


    Although Cheng Mo and Situ are not very top disciples, they are relative to the four major sects.


    At least in Taixu Sect, the two of them are also considered "first-class disciples".


    Cheng Mo has thick skin and can be used as a meat shield.


    Situ''s swordsmanship is superb, can attack and defend, and is also a "popular gold oil" that can meet various tactical needs.


    There are not many people in Taixu Sect who are better than them.


    Moreover, the two of them often mingle with ink paintings. Under the influence of their eyes, their minds and methods have some shadows of ink paintings. They are tricky and insidious. If they are truly in actual combat, their combat power will be stronger.


    Besides, everyone is very familiar with each other and cooperates more tacitly.


    In the team''s struggle, tacit understanding is very important.


    There is one left, and there are many candidates for ink painting.


    After all, he has been a junior brother for so many years, and his connections are here, and he can help him anyway if he wants to.


    Brother Yang Qianjun, Hao Xuan, who runs fast, Yi Li, who has good magic, etc., can all be made up for it.


    However, this can be decided later. The most urgent thing is to report to Mr. Xun and the leader first.


    Especially "Linghu Xiao", this is the only genius in Taixu Sect at present, and it is also the "baby genius" in front of the ancestor of Chongxu''s lineage.


    I “killed” him… No, if I pull him over, I will definitely ask the old man and the head for his opinion.


    If there is any trouble, it must be resolved in advance.


    When Mo Hua went to find Mr. Xun, the head of the sect happened to be there.


    He said his plans.


    Mr. Xun frowned and thoughtful.


    On the contrary, the head of Taixu, who was standing beside him, asked Mo Hua, "Did Linghu Xiao agree?"


    "Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "He has long wanted to participate in the sword contest with me."


    The head of Taixu stared at Mo Hua and sighed in his heart, it was really a tofu that was made of brine, and one thing was reduced to another.


    Linghu Xiao, although the word "smile" is included in his name, he will not laugh at all.


    He is cold to everyone.


    Whether it is respectful to the elders of the sect, the head, or the ancestor, he also looks indifferent.


    In the eyes of outsiders, Linghu Xiao is a genius of swordsmanship with a lonely heart.


    The more you practice sword skills to the extreme, the more you are united by humans and swords, the more you are, the more you are, the more you are, the more you are, you should not get close to them.


    Only Mo Hua can play with him.


    The head of Taixu knew this. After all, in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, Mo Hua and Linghu Xiao had a friendship of living and dying.


    It is not an exaggeration to say that Mo Hua has "life-saving grace" to Linghu Xiao.


    But in this way, the regulations he, the head of the sect, were all in chaos.


    He and Tai A and the two meridians who have negotiated the matters of the Chongxu meridians must also change their minds.


    The head of Taixu couldn''t help scratching his head.


    He knew that this was not a good habit.


    Because the more you scratch your head, the more your hair falls.


    But looking at the ink painting in front of him, he had to hinder him.


    Mr. Xun didn''t say anything, but just looked at Mo Hua calmly and asked, "Have you considered it?"


    "Yes!" Mo Hua nodded seriously.


    "Your trump cards..."


    "I will be careful." Mo Hua said.


    "Okay," Mr. Xun nodded slightly, "I understand, go back and prepare well."


    Mo Hua looked happy and said, "Thank you, Mr.."


    Then he looked at the head of Taixu again, especially at his hair, and saluted respectfully, "I''ve caused you trouble."


    The head could only smile bitterly.


    After Mo Hua left, the head of Taixu looked at Mr. Xun and thoughtfully said, "Is this good... okay?"


    Mr. Xun thought for a while and said, "I don''t know if it''s good or not, at least it won''t be worse... You should know what the situation is now."


    The head of Taixu sighed when he heard this.


    Judging from the current situation of Taixu Sect, the winning chance of the Sword Conference is very narrow.


    The top combat power is lacking, and the Taixu Sect has almost no qualification to compete for the position of the four major sects.


    It is also very difficult to keep the eight gates.


    Although if nothing unexpected happens, ink painting can still win another "leader of formation", we cannot put all hope on the debate on formation.


    After all, the big deal is the big deal.


    Once the sword debate is defeated badly, the ranking of "the leader of the formation" may not be able to maintain the precarious position of Taixu Sect.


    Not to mention, after the restructuring of the sect and the convergence of the three sects, the Taixu Sect is now surrounded by enemies, and the difficulty of discussing swords is several times higher than before.


    The situation is dangerous, there are few people in the world, and the cards in your hand are very limited.


    As the head of the sect, he could only rack his brains to plan, but he had no idea what the outcome was.


    Mr. Xun said calmly:


    "Planning depends on people, and success depends on heaven. No matter how you plan this swordsmanship, you still have to rely on your disciples to fight for it."


    "Since that''s the case, let them do it themselves."


    The head of Taixu nodded.


    Not to mention anything else, at least he still trusts the child Mo Hua - although sometimes Mo Hua is weird and confusing.


    "Just..." The head of Taixu pondered for a moment and said, "If this happens, will there be any objection on the Chongxu Sect?"


    Mr. Xun was silent and did not comment.


    Two days later, the sect will have a regular meeting.


    The elders of Chongxu Sect really had a lot of opinions.


    "The regulations that have been decided have been changed casually like this? Isn''t this treating the sword contest as a joke? Your Taixu Sect..."


    After the elder finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.


    Now everyone is Taixu Sect.


    He changed his words and said, "Where is your Taixu lineage, where is the benefit of the sect? Isn''t this a joke?"


    Some people were dissatisfied with Mo Hua: "Yes, this disciple named ''Mo Hua'' is the leader of the formation, but they cannot do whatever they want."


    "What''s more, this is a debate on swordsmanship, not a formation!"


    "He is a formation master, why are you joining in the fun? When you go in for a sword contest, you''re afraid that you''ll be gone when you meet someone."


    "What are your Taixu lineage planning for this matter?"


    The head of Taixu looked indifferent.


    In front of the ancestor, he might still hesitate.


    But now it is the regular meeting of the three sects. He is the head of the sect and has authority, so there is no hesitation.


    The head of Taixu said lightly:


    "This matter has been decided, and the ancestor agreed. He said it not to ask for opinions, but to inform everyone."


    "I, the head of the sect, should bear all responsibilities."


    The atmosphere in the hall was stagnant.


    The elders of the Chongxu lineage were silent.


    After all, the head of Taixu Sect is now the real head of the Three Meridians.


    He decided to make the decision.


    But they were still a little angry and said angrily, "You should spoil that ink painting. If you spoil it like this, something will happen sooner or later."


    The head of Taixu said calmly: "He is the leader of the formation, and it is possible that he is the leader of the two formations."


    The implication is that he, the head of the sect, is to be spoiled.


    If there are disciples who can get the leader of the formation, they can still be spoiled.


    Everything is based on strength.


    The three sects merged with Taixu Sect. Whether the Taixu Sect can "spend life" may really rely on the "leader of the formation" of Mo Hua.


    Elders of Chongxu lineage, there is nothing to say now.


    The head of Taixu saw that no one had any objections to the Chongxu lineage. On the surface, he was calm, but he still breathed a sigh of relief.


    "Since that''s the case, then this matter is decided..."


    Before he finished speaking, the head of Tai''a''s lineage suddenly intercepted and said, "No! I, Tai''a''s lineage, don''t agree!"


    The head of Taixu was stunned and his eyes were slightly condensed.


    He didn''t expect that Tai''a''s lineage would jump out and disagree.


    The three sects merge, the three meridians are governed together, and the head of Taixu is the leader, but Tai''a''s head also has a certain right to speak.


    "Why don''t you agree?" asked the head of Taixu.


    The head of Taia snorted coldly and said:


    "The ink painting is from the Taixu lineage, and Linghu Xiao is from the Chongxu lineage. I am from the Taia lineage, so I must add a disciple to it!"


    He, the head of the sect, has also considered it.


    Anyway, this is the situation now, it will not be better or worse.


    If you want to lose, everyone will lose together!


    But to win, everyone has to win together.


    Therefore, he has to put Tai Amen, the most talented and strongest disciple, into this team!


    (This chapter ends)