Chapter 994: Sword aims at the Four Sects


    The disciple lives outside, in the remote forest.


    The ancient trees are towering and densely covered with branches and leaves.


    Ink painting stands under an ancient tree.


    This towering ancient tree happened to be the one he used to practice the magical mind to transform his sword.


    Hundreds of disciples gathered together and surrounded Mo Hua.


    These are the junior brothers from Taixu Sect whom Cheng Mo summoned Mo Hua''s instructions.


    Of course, these disciples are not all.


    It has been the last year of the sect''s practice. Most of the disciples are very busy and have their own things to do.


    Some people practice behind closed doors, some go out to hunt monsters, some go through Taoism, some continue to offer rewards, and some study Taoist skills such as formations, talismans, alchemy, and weapon refining.


    The ink painting was temporarily summoned, and it was already good to be able to summon so many disciples.


    Among these people, most of them are disciples from the Taixu Mountain lineage, with only a small number of disciples from the Taiashan and Chongxu Mountain lineage.


    The disciples of Taixu Mountain are the same as Mo Hua. They have been together for a long time and have a deep friendship. They are even more convinced of Mo Hua''s "Little Brother".


    As long as Mo Hua shouts, most Taixu disciples will come over immediately as long as they have time.


    The two veins of Taia and Chongxu were merged into Taixu Sect, and the disciples of Liangshan became much more distant from the attitude of ink painting.


    Of course, ink painting doesn’t care.


    These disciples are enough for the time being.


    In the woods, hundreds of disciples stood or sat, densely packed in a circle, all silently looking at the ink paintings.


    "Senior Brother, are you asking us here, what''s wrong?" someone asked.


    The eyes of others were also more or less confused.


    Ink painting asked straight to the point:


    "All you all go to the sword contest?"


    Some of the disciples nodded and some shook their heads.


    Mo Hua asked them, "Why don''t you go?"


    After a moment of silence around, someone said:


    "Senior Brother, my cultivation foundation is a bit shallow, and my spiritual power is low in number..."


    “I’m not good at fighting…”


    "I can''t do the Tao."


    "I don''t know who to team up..."


    "The swordsmanship conference is a big event and a grand event. I''m a little nervous when I look at it for so many people..."


    "Yes, your own strength is not good, so you won''t be embarrassed."


    "If you lose in front of so many people, if you lose it badly, it will discredit the sect''s face, and we will be sad..."


    The disciples have different discussions. In the final analysis, they are either not confident, not good at fighting with others, or they just don’t want to embarrass the sect.


    After all, there are many disciples in the entire sect, and they have different qualifications and different minds.


    Not everyone has the ability and nature to kill.


    Mo Hua paused and said:


    "You should know the winning system of the Sword Contest."


    "As long as you can win a game, even if you win a trivial game at the beginning, you will accumulate a winning point for the sect."


    The disciples nodded.


    They still know this system.


    only…


    "A winning point... is really... insignificant..." a disciple whispered.


    But Mo Hua shook his head, "Don''t do it because of the small good deeds."


    "It seems that there is only one victory point, but when sand gathers into a tower, as long as it accumulates too much, it will establish the final victory."


    "This is not a winning thing, but your contribution to the sect."


    Ink painting has bright eyes:


    "We are all members of the Taixu Sect, sharing honor and disgrace with the sect."


    "If Taixu Sect wants to prosper and become stronger, it cannot be separated from the efforts of every disciple."


    "You go to the sword contest, not only fight for yourself, but also for the honor and interests of the sect."


    "Even if you lose, you will still be honored even if you lose."


    "Others may laugh at you, but the ancestors, heads of the sect, and even all elders will recognize your efforts and the hard work you have put in for the sect."


    "And if you win, even if you only win one game and only win a little, you will make a tangible contribution to the victory of Taixu Sect."


    "You can''t reach a thousand miles without taking a single step."


    “Victory is never achieved overnight, but it is accumulated bit by bit…”


    "Taixu Sect is not the Taixu Sect of one or two prides of heaven, but the Taixu Sect of all disciples!"


    "The power of Taixu Sect cannot be separated from every disciple."


    The tone of ink painting is sincere and straight into people''s hearts.


    When the disciples heard this, they were all shaken.


    It’s not that they don’t want to go to the sword contest, but they just feel that their efforts are insignificant in the face of the genius sword contest, so they feel timid.


    Ink painting also knows it clearly in his heart.


    Under normal circumstances, ordinary disciples are "cannon fodder", and it does not have much impact on whether to participate in the competition.


    The sects will not force their disciples to participate in the competition, it all depends on their voluntary behavior.


    But the situation is different now.


    After the three sects merged, the number of disciples at the bottom of Taixu Sect now has increased by more than three times.


    And they also happened to have the "Little Senior Brother" of Mo Hua.


    "But, my younger brother..." a disciple whispered, "I want to go, but my strength is really too weak..."


    "And I don''t know how to fight with others..."


    “Yes, I haven’t practiced it…”


    "If you really want to go up, I guess I can''t win any game..."


    But Mo Hua waved his hand, "It''s okay, you haven''t talked about swords, have you ever hunted monsters?"


    Everyone was stunned.


    Mo Hua continued: "If you really don''t know how to fight or win, just treat the sword contest as a ''hunting demon''."


    "You are not going to discuss swords, but hunting five ''human-shaped monsters''."


    After saying this, many disciples are indeed not nervous.


    I have never discussed the swordsmanship, but they are all familiar with the monster hunting.


    Especially after the ink painting makes the process of "demon hunting", even if the disciples who are not good at fighting and do not like fighting, as long as they follow the steps, they can kill one or two monsters from the demon refining mountain and pull up some fur to exchange for merit.


    "But..." A disciple said, "Sword discussion is still different from hunting monsters..."


    The monster has rough skin and thick flesh, strong strength, but its habits are fixed.


    The monks are different, they are flexible and changeable, and they have more thoughts.


    One is to fight against beasts and the other is to fight against humans. The two types of fighting have completely different ideas.


    Mo Hua said confidently: "Don''t worry, I''ve considered it all. At that time, you will do as I said, unify the formation, equip the formation, adapt the spiritual weapon, and firm tactics."


    "You just treat yourself as a Taoist soldier, don''t be afraid, focus on yourself, just execute the orders. It''s good to win, but it doesn''t matter if you lose. This is a sword contest, and no one will die."


    As soon as Jingmohua opened her eyes, everyone''s eyes couldn''t help but lit up.


    Seeing that they had fighting spirit, Mo Hua said with some excitement:


    "All disciples of the Qianxuezhou area have only one chance to discuss swordsmanship in this life. I don''t believe it, you really want to give up this opportunity in your heart."


    "Since you don''t want to give up, then go and have a fight."


    "There are many famous families in Qianxuezhou, and there are indeed many geniuses and countless experts."


    "But no matter how good the qualifications, how high the cultivation level, or how strong the strength of the genius are, they are just human beings and are not as noble as you."


    "Under the way of heaven, all living beings are straw dogs."


    "Since they are all straw dogs, who is more noble than who?"


    "The road is long, and there are countless difficulties and obstacles in this life of monks."


    "You must not lose the ambition to be enterprising, nor can you lose the courage to draw the sword for the strong."


    "What''s more, this is a sword contest. If you lose, you won, you will make a lot of money!"


    "Even if you are the geniuses of the four major sects, you have to try your best to bite a piece of meat from them!"


    These words are loud and loud.


    The disciples were generous.


    Some people have ambitions in their hearts and their eyes are a little red.


    Mo Hua waited for their emotions to calm down a little, and said in a deep voice: "There is the most important point..."


    He looked at everyone and said slowly:


    "This time we will be "encircled and suppressed" by four major sects and even other sects. The process will inevitably be very difficult, but don''t forget... This is the sword competition for the reform of the sect!"


    "In other words, this sword contest can determine the ranking of the sect!"


    "If we can really beat the four major sects, then our Taixu Sect will be the four major sects in the future!"


    Mo Hua''s eyes were calm, and he glanced at the audience, saying word by word:


    "Think about it... When we entered the school, we were still disciples of the eight major sects. But when we graduated, we were the top four geniuses in Qianxuezhou! "


    All the disciples were stunned.


    Disciples of the four major sects of Qianxue!


    They had never thought about this question before.


    It’s not that I really couldn’t imagine it, but I didn’t dare to think in this direction at all.


    What kind of sect are the four major sects? How can the threshold of the four major sects be so easy to step into?


    Where is such a good thing in the world?


    But now that Jingmohua says this, the "ambition" hidden in their hearts is like the weeds blowing by the spring breeze, constantly spreading and growing.


    Mo Hua''s tone was a little sharp: "To put it bluntly, with our qualifications, we are actually not qualified to join the four major sects..."


    "Since you cannot join the four major sects..."


    Mo Hua''s tone was clear and steady, and her eyes were bright and gorgeous as stars for a moment. "Then let''s use our own efforts to turn our sect into four major sects!"


    This sentence is like a morning bell and evening drum, shocking.


    The disciples of the Taixu Sect around him felt their chests suffocated, and then the endless fighting spirit burst out from their chests like a raging fire.


    Rely on your own efforts, make the sect become four major sects!


    Not only these disciples, at this moment, some Taixu Sect elders who were eavesdropping in the distance were also confused.


    Their hearts are also jumping straight.


    Ink painting is also applicable to them, elders.


    To put it bluntly, these elders are not qualified to enter the four major sects.


    Some are because of family background, background, cultivation, and ability, and cannot overcome the threshold of the four major sects. There are some other reasons because the family and Taixu Sect are tied to death, so they can only be elders of Taixu Sect for generations.


    Even if their cultivation level is high, as long as they have a little bit of shame, they will definitely not betray the family and turn to join the four major sects.


    In this life, they have no choice but to be the title of "Elder of the Four Sects".


    The ink painting is right.


    If Taixu Sect becomes the four major sects...


    Then the elders who were originally ranked among the eight major sects can be upgraded on the spot and transformed into elders of the four major sects!


    This is really a good thing that even the smoke from the ancestral grave cannot catch up!


    The elders of Taixu Sect looked at each other, revealing an incredible look.


    In the attic further a little further away.


    The head of Taixu was also lost for a moment.


    He was actually eavesdropping.


    After all, Mo Hua suddenly gathered so many disciples together, not only the elders were worried, but he, the head of the sect, had to stare at him to avoid any trouble.


    Therefore, he also heard everything about ink painting.


    The head of Taixu was stunned for a moment and sighed in his heart:


    I don’t know how this child Mo Hua’s mouth grows, his mouth is hanging on the river and his tongue is blooming with lotus flowers. Even the head of the Feather Realm is a little excited by him.


    After all, Taixu Sect will become four major sects.


    He, the head of Taixu, is the head of the four major sects.


    This was really unexpected and reached the top in one step.


    Of course, he actually knew in his heart that the words "Mo Hua" were just good-sounding, but it was not easy to actually do it.


    If the positions of the four major sects are really so easy to compete for, then are they still the four major sects?


    This child Mo Hua is just painting big cakes for his classmates...


    The head of Taixu shook his head.


    However, looking at the young and hopeful faces in the mountains and forests, the head of Taixu was still quite touched.


    This swordsmanship, no matter what the results are.


    These disciples may all become the seeds of Taixu Sect.


    One day in the future, if it is scattered in the land of Jiuzhou, it will thrive into a large lush forest.


    He turned his head again and looked at the ink painting.


    Ink painting stands under the big tree.


    His thin figure was covered by branches and leaves, but his breath was faintly integrated with the towering ancient tree behind him.


    In a trance, the ink painting seemed to be the big tree that penetrated the sky and the earth, covering the entire mountain forest and covering the entire Taixu Mountain.


    "Tree…"


    The pupils of Taixu Sect shrank.


    That night, the long night was like day, the sacred tree was towering like thousands of trees and flowers, covering the scene of the emptiness and floating in my mind.


    The head of Taixu was shocked and looked at the ink painting in disbelief.


    After looking for a while, he rubbed his forehead and murmured:


    "I have too much thoughts these days, and I am always prone to random thoughts. What does this mean..."


    Mo Hua just stood under the big tree for a while, what does it have to do with the vision of the sacred tree that I saw vaguely that day...


    The head of Taixu shook his head.


    In the woods, Mo Hua looked at the people with high fighting spirit, nodded with satisfaction, and finally said:


    "I have arranged the tactics, and you guys do what I said."


    "There are countless geniuses in Qianxuezhou. It is not necessary to excel. A one-shot and win the top position is victory."


    "What we need to do is to do our best. Even if we win only one game, it will win."


    "As long as you win a game, even the most insignificant victory will lay the foundation for the final victory of Taixu Sect."


    "The more you win, the Taixu Sect will continue to climb to the four major sects."


    "This is for you and for the sect!"


    "From this moment, we will start preparing. After March, we will point to Ludao Mountain and win the four major sects!"


    After the ink painting was spoken, the crowd was in full swing.


    The junior brothers of Taixu Sect all had their eyes full of fire, their fighting spirit was boiling, and they shouted, "Yes, senior brother!"


    Hundreds of people were excited and excited, and their voices shook Lin Yue.


    The elders watching were stunned and felt incredible.


    The reputation of Mo Hua among his disciples and his appeal, they are somewhat "out of reach" by their elders of the Taixu Sect.


    While the head of Taixu was ups and downs, he even looked at the ink painting and his eyes were filled with thoughts.


    …


    After that, ink painting began to be planned in full swing.


    Everyone can say beautiful words, the key depends on how to do it.


    First of all, it is the issue of team formation.


    The sword contest is a five-person competition system and there is no substitute. If there are few people or shortages of staff, you can only go four to five.


    This is also a warning to the disciples.


    The real battles in the Taoist world are cruel, and they will not be truly "fair", and no one is waiting for you to prepare.


    If you can''t even guarantee "full staff", then the failure of the sword contest is worthy of it.


    Since it is five to five, it is very important to match the team.


    In the previous team, except for top disciples, most of them respected the principle of "independent and voluntary".


    The classmates with equal cultivation and deep friendship form a team with each other.


    This has both pros and cons.


    The advantage is that they have a more tacit understanding of each other, and the disadvantage is that they have a system of cultivation that is not complementary enough and cannot exert stronger combat power.


    Mo Hua simply disrupted the teams of most disciples and re-matched them.


    Based on strength, the friendship between disciples is used as a reference.


    At the same time, the most important thing is to make the teams between disciples more complementary and have miraculous effects during combat, and then cooperate with the corresponding formations and spiritual weapons to exert the effect of one plus one greater than two...


    Some disciples also know these things, but they cannot do them themselves.


    Some people cannot erase favors and cannot leave their good friends behind;


    Some people have poor communication skills and cannot find other teammates;


    Some disciples are also confused about their abilities and don’t know who to form a team with.


    Their practice has always been personal and lacks coordination.


    Therefore, they cannot do this unified team.


    Similarly, the elders of the Taixu Sect can''t actually do it.


    Because they are elders, there is a generation gap between their identities and their disciples, they lack a real and real understanding of most disciples.


    If they don’t understand the situation, it’s hard for them to join the team.


    If a forced match is either the team is not in line, or there will be a grudge among the disciples.


    And their time and energy are also limited, and most of their attention is focused on those prides of heaven.


    Therefore, this kind of sect''s disciples can only be done by ink paintings.


    He is a junior brother, and he lives and practices with his fellow disciples every day. He is very friendly and familiar with him, and his words are effective and his prestige is also high.


    Before, the disciples used his tactics to hunt monsters.


    The disciples offered rewards, and many of the plans were also made by his plans.


    What these ink paintings have done now lay the foundation for the Taixu Sect’s sword debate little by little.


    Ink paintings match the disciples with teams, which also combines actual combat and has many considerations.


    First of all, there must be a front row, using the shield as a magic weapon, or a soil system with a thick skin and thick flesh to attract firepower.


    Secondly, there must be one or two pioneers. Sword cultivation and physical cultivation are good, with balanced offense and defense, and good at rushing.


    Then, there must be a spiritual practitioner or sword cultivator who cultivates sword energy, responsible for using Taoist techniques to kill at a long time.


    Finally, add a functional monk.


    This disciple must have certain expertise, either good at reconnaissance, sneak attack, or control spells, etc.


    This is a complete team.


    You can advance or retreat, you can attack or defend, and you can also deal with most battle situations.


    Of course, this is a team that only disciples with good strength can form.


    There are also some disciples who are not good at killing, have weak cultivation, have relatively narrow interpersonal relationships, and do not have outstanding abilities. They can only "mix" and try their luck.


    Ink painting is equipped with some "weird" teams.


    For example, the "Run Fast" team.


    All five are good at body skills. If you can''t beat them, you will run away. If you can draw, you will draw. If you are lucky, you can win a game.


    There is also a "can''t fight" team.


    All are physical cultivation with thick skin and no other characteristics except for being thick skin and thick flesh, with the purpose of "don''t waste" with others.


    Ink paintings are also equipped with some "kitchen knife teams".


    Tai''a, Chongxu and Taixu all practice swords.


    Even in the entire Qianxuezhou community, most of the disciples practice swords.


    Otherwise, the competition for Qian Xue’s fighting will not be called the “sword debate” conference.


    But in this way, if there are too many sword cultivators, the personnel will be redundant and the team will not be able to achieve balance.


    Among these sword cultivators, many of them are still "reckless men" like Cheng Mo.


    Apart from being a sword cultivator, he has no other specialties. He is not easy to position himself, is unwilling to use his brain, and is also very reckless.


    Tactics are useless to them.


    They can''t implement more complicated tactics.


    Ink painting can only put them together, form a "kitchen knife team", and then tell them:


    "When discussing swordsmanship, don''t think too much. Take advantage of the outcome indifferently, cut off when you see people, and cut whatever you want..."


    This sentence is easy to understand, simple and easy to follow, and very passionate.


    A group of sword cultivators shouted:


    "Young senior brother is smart!"


    In addition, there are some strange teams, the main focus is a "unexpected" and winning one game is one game.


    As long as you win one game, it is victory.


    After the team was generally settled, Mo Hua adjusted it according to the disciples'' wishes, and made sure that it was generally fine, and then started the formal drill.


    At this time, the head of Taixu also brought a young man with his head raised and his chest to Mo Hua and introduced:


    "Mo Hua, this is what I told you before, Ouyang Xuan, a genius disciple from Tai''ashan lineage, this year."


    (This chapter ends)