Chapter 995 Ouyang Xuan


    Mo Hua looked at the boy in front of her.


    Higher than yourself.


    Stronger than yourself.


    The head is raised higher than yourself.


    The face is more heroic than yourself.


    The temperament between the eyebrows and eyes is also more unfair than myself.


    Mo Hua nodded and greeted, "My name is Mo Hua."


    Ouyang Xuan, wearing a golden Taoist robe, looked at the ink painting in a little coldly and said lightly: "Ouyang Xuan."


    His attitude is not good.


    It is possible that the ink painting is not tall, has poor cultivation, and has poor spiritual power, so it does not take the ink painting seriously.


    It is also possible that he didn''t take anyone seriously at all.


    Not for ink painting alone.


    When the head of Taixu saw that the two of them had greeted each other, he nodded:


    "From now on, you will be teammates in the sword competition. You should work together to strive for a future for both the sect and yourself."


    Mo Hua nodded, "Don''t worry, Master."


    Ouyang Xuan didn''t say anything.


    The head of Taixu didn''t mind, and smiled and nodded at Mo Hua, then turned around and left.


    After the head of the sect left, Mo Hua turned his head and looked at Ouyang Xuan again.


    He was sure that he had never seen this disciple of Tai''amen before.


    I have never seen it in the formation class. This person is not his "little junior brother".


    "Then where did he come out?"


    Ink painting is a little confused.


    However, he didn''t ask much. When he first met, he was not easy to inquire about other people''s background and privacy.


    But we will be teammates in the sword contest from now on.


    To participate in a swordsmanship, the tacit understanding between each other is very important.


    In order to ease the atmosphere and establish a good relationship, Mo Hua began to tease Ouyang Xuan.


    Say something like "The weather is good today", "Do you like to eat chicken legs?", "How did you grow so tall?" and so on.


    But Ouyang Xuan looked indifferent and looked ignorant.


    Ink paintings are boring, so I don’t bother to bother with him.


    He asked Ouyang Xuan for the sake of his own head and Tai''a''s head, so he talked to Ouyang Xuan and wanted to take him to play with him.


    People respect themselves and respect others one foot.


    But if others don’t respect him, he will not give others any good face.


    What''s more, Mo Hua himself is also very busy.


    Seeing that Ouyang Xuan was still rebellious, he looked very difficult to get along with.


    Mo Hua snorted coldly in his heart, threw him aside, and began to arrange his "little junior brothers" to perform drills...


    …


    There is a large mountain forest between the outer and inner mountains of Taixu Gate.


    This forest is surrounded by formations that are closed to the audio-visual. The mountains inside are rugged and the terrain is intricate.


    This is the drill venue for Taixu Sect.


    It is a venue specially opened for the sword contest conference to conduct discussions and drills for disciples.


    Mo Hua did not intend to participate in the sword contest seriously before, so she never came to this drill venue.


    But now he is serious.


    Moreover, he wanted to take his junior brothers to win together, so this drill must be fully utilized.


    Based on the mountains and rivers, the disciples were teamed up, and Mo Hua arranged his junior brothers, a team of five people, to start practicing in this huge drill field according to the established plan, and to practice tactics and in the competition.


    The drilling ground is very large, and it is also considered a sect important place, with specialized management of elders.


    Logically speaking, ink painting does not have this permission and can be assigned to calls at will.


    But after he occupied the drilling ground so openly, no one came to stop him.


    The head turned a blind eye.


    The elders in charge of the drill can only agree.


    There is no way. Now, no one in the Taixu Sect, who has some qualifications, background, or vision, doesn’t know what the identity of Mo Hua is.


    Although he is just an outer disciple, sometimes what he says is more effective than the True Emperor.


    So, the mountains and rivers were crisscrossing and the terrain was intertwined.


    The disciples of Taixu Sect, regardless of their strength, whether they are "genius children" or "lower-level disciples", began to practice in a organized, tactical, and supporting formations according to the plan of Mo Hua.


    Among these disciples, most of them are just disciples from Taixu Mountain.


    There are very few disciples in Taiashan and Chongxushan.


    The three sects have not merged for a long time, and the reputation of ink painting has not yet radiated to the disciples of the other two mountains.


    On weekdays, everyone gets along well, and the disciples of Tai A and Chongxu will also call me the younger brother Mo Hua.


    But it is unlikely that they will follow the orders of ink painting when discussing big things like swordsmanship.


    However, it is enough to have disciples from the Taixu Mountain lineage at present.


    In the drilling ground, swords and shadows intertwined, and the momentum was quite huge.


    Mo Hua "supervised the battle" aside, and made reminders from time to time, pointing out the shortcomings, and giving suggestions for improvement.


    The disciples became more and more tacit in their work.


    The use of tactics is becoming more and more impressive.


    Mo Hua felt a little relieved and then began to train his team.


    The vast number of disciples of the sect are the foundation of the sword competition, and are the countless "possessions" and "hope" to win victory.


    But on this basis, I have to work hard.


    We must take two steps and make preparations.


    A small corner of the drill field.


    Mo Hua gathered all the staff of his team together.


    It''s similar to what he had expected before.


    He, Linghu Xiao, Cheng Mo, Situ Jian, and Ouyang Xuan, had a total of five people.


    Linghu Xiao and Mo Hua stood together.


    He had long ago thought that one day he would be successful in his sword cultivation and would go to a sword contest with Mo Hua and take Mo Hua to kill all directions.


    Now I can get what I want.


    Cheng Mo and Situ Jian were also very happy.


    They met Mo Hua very early, had a deep friendship, and had absolute trust in Mo Hua.


    No matter what happens, as long as they follow Mo Hua, the "little senior brother", they will feel very at ease.


    The most out of place is Ouyang Xuan.


    He stood alone, with a cold face and sharp eyes. He was obviously separated by only one position, but it seemed to be separated by a cliff, protruding a "unsociable" out of it.


    Mo Hua didn''t care about his "estrangement".


    There are contradictions between people.


    I have only met a few times, so it is naturally impossible to be "sociated".


    Ink painting does not require Ouyang Xuan to be "integrated", but only requires him to be able to effectively implement the sword-making tactics according to his own purpose.


    Mo Hua squatted on the ground, drew a few lines on the sand with branches, and a few villains.


    Then we began to explain the basic tactical position, formation, pattern, variation and purpose to everyone.


    Although these are very basic, they are very critical.


    The battle situation of the sword debate has changed rapidly, and sometimes there is no time to command, and it depends entirely on the tacit understanding between each other.


    At the critical moment, the more firm the basic tactics are, the more timely the response can be.


    All high-end tactical changes are derived from the most basic cooperation.


    After saying that, Mo Hua looked at Ouyang Xuan.


    Ouyang Xuan looked calm and still said nothing.


    Mo Hua didn''t know if he understood, so he said, "Practice it first."


    Then everyone practiced several times according to the tactical movement he planned before.


    Cheng Mo is a "meat shield" and has both a little attack.


    Situ Jian assisted the attack, alleviating Cheng Mo''s pressure.


    Linghu Xiao is the main attacker. His swordsmanship is the most powerful, but it takes some time to prepare, and it cannot be disturbed by others and needs to be covered by others.


    Therefore, Linghu Xiao’s position is at the end.


    Mo Hua stood beside him to support, observe the situation, coordinate the situation, and adapt to the situation.


    And Ouyang Xuan…


    The ink painting used his spiritual sense to scan it several times, and it roughly gained insight into his strength.


    Ouyang Xuan has a very deep cultivation level, and there is a sword energy overflowing all over his body. He is obviously a sword cultivator, and he has good qualifications and a deep attainment in sword art.


    His sword art is worse than Xiaoxiao, who is clear in his heart, but his cultivation is deeper than Xiaoxiao.


    The head of the sect is right. Ouyang Xuan is indeed a "top genius".


    Although he is not the kind of genius who is perfect in "pentagram", he is also very strong.


    Therefore, Mo Hua asked him to be a "single soldier", and according to the specific situation, he could not only fight alone, but also assist in supporting.


    If he performs well, he can play a big role with his own strength.


    If you perform poorly, it will not affect the general situation.


    Everyone got into it for a while.


    It was fine at the beginning. Ouyang Xuan had a very high understanding of tactics and had a fast understanding of the tactics. In addition, he had strong strength and cooperated well.


    But after practicing a few times, Ouyang Xuan became impatient.


    Either stand still and act as a "stone", or act as a "sighted bag", or change your direction at will according to your own wishes.


    Even Cheng Mo made frequent mistakes. Cheng Mo had a bad temper at first, so he immediately became angry and scolded him:


    "What do you mean?"


    Ouyang Xuan had a cold face: "What''s wrong?"


    Cheng Mo said angrily: "This is practicing tactical formation. If you don''t stand in your own position, why are you running around?"


    "What formation?" Ouyang Xuan sneered, "I went back and forth, and I could see through these positions at a glance. What should I do if I practice?"


    He looked at Cheng Mo with sharp eyes, "This kind of low-level tactic has to be practiced so many times, and his qualifications are really dull. I really don''t know why the leader insisted on letting me be with mediocre people like you..."


    His words were a bit insidious, and when he was speaking, his eyes looked at the ink painting.


    Cheng Mo was really angry now.


    His face turned completely cold. He held two big axes and said with a rough voice: "What, do you want to fight?"


    "Fight?" Ouyang Xuan sneered, "Are you worthy?"


    Looking at Ouyang Xuan''s look of beating, Cheng Mo almost raised his axe and slashed it, but he finally endured it.


    Cheng Mo just looked reckless, not really naughty.


    The sect rules prohibit disciples from fighting. If he takes the axe, he will violate the rules and will be punished.


    What''s more, Cheng Mo knew in his heart that this was the team of the junior brother, and it was only after the junior brother said it.


    If the younger brother spoke and asked him to chop Ouyang Xuan, even if he would violate the rules, he would not hesitate and chop off the axe.


    But now the younger brother didn''t speak. Although he was angry, he couldn''t act rashly.


    Linghu Xiao and Situ Jian on the side also had bad eyes.


    On the contrary, Mo Hua looked calm and her eyes were filled with thoughts.


    If it were normal, even if Ouyang Xuan had a bad temper or a bad attitude, he would not pay much attention to it.


    But now it''s different.


    This is a team of swordsmen, which concerns the interests of Taixu Sect and the cause and effect of the master.


    What he needs is an "obedient" teammate who can implement tactics 100% firmly according to his wishes.


    He doesn''t need a "genius" who seems to be very strong, but has a strange intention and can make trouble.


    The sword debate is imminent, and time is precious.


    Mo Hua doesn’t want to waste too much time on this Ouyang Xuan.


    Sometimes, you have to be more ruthless.


    Mo Hua glanced at Ouyang Xuan and said lightly, "Come with me."


    After saying that, Mo Hua turned around and walked towards the woods beside her.


    Ouyang Xuan frowned and looked slightly angry. He doesn''t like being "dominate" like this.


    But as the ink paintings were getting further and further away, Ouyang Xuan thought for a moment and sneered, "I want to see, what can you do to me?"


    Then he took a step forward and walked towards the ink painting.


    The two disappeared into the woods like this.


    The forests are dense and there are no people.


    Linghu laughed, Cheng Mo and Situ Jian looked at each other.


    "Senior Brother...what is he going to do?"


    "He wasn''t thinking about...beating Ouyang Xuan, right?"


    "Can he beat him up?"


    "It''s hard to say... It feels a bit difficult. To be honest, Ouyang Xuan is quite strong..."


    "The main younger brother is a ''crunchy'' and the error tolerance rate is too low..."


    "Do you want to help? I''m afraid my senior brother will suffer a loss..."


    …


    While the three were discussing, a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from the woods, and then it flashed in a flash. The forest was not abnormal, but it seemed deep and dead, making people tremble.


    Linghu Xiao and the other two suddenly felt a sudden stutter in their hearts, and their words stopped abruptly, and they turned their heads to look at the woods.


    A moment later, the forest was fainted, the figure appeared, and the ink painting brought Ouyang Xuan out.


    Ink painting looks as usual.


    Ouyang Xuan''s face was pale, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he had seen a "ghost", and was in a panic.


    Walking in front of everyone, a warm smile appeared on Mo Hua''s face:


    "We talked ''heart-to-heart'', and Ouyang also realized that what he said just now was inappropriate, so this matter was over."


    "Everyone is a disciple of the Taixu Sect, so we should work together to work together for the honor of the sect and strive to get a good ranking in the sword contest..."


    His words made people feel like spring breeze.


    Linghu Xiao and the other two looked strange.


    Ouyang Xuan''s face turned pale and he couldn''t even say a word.


    Mo Hua looked at everyone and said with a smile:


    "Okay, that''s what it''s decided so happily."


    After that, everyone continued to play the tactics for the sword contest.


    Now Ouyang Xuan is really "honest".


    Even a little too "honest" - it''s more "stupid" than "honest".


    What Mo Hua said, what he did exactly what he did.


    There was still shock on his face. It seems that I have not come back to my senses from the nightmare in the woods.


    But thanks to this, the subsequent drills went extremely smoothly.


    …


    Tai Amen.


    The head of Tai A was discussing the sword with a middle-aged elder. As he was chatting, he suddenly frowned.


    "What''s wrong?" asked the middle-aged elder.


    The head of Tai A was a little uneasy, "You said, Xuan''er will be fine..."


    The middle-aged elder was slightly fat and had a fair face. He smiled three times before he could speak. He heard this and said, "What can Mr. Xuan have to do?"


    “Sword discussion.”


    "On the other side of Taixu Mountain?"


    "Well," the head of Tai''a nodded and frowned, "I forced Xuan''er to pass it. It would be not good if there was a disagreement."


    The middle-aged elder thought for a moment and nodded:


    "Young Master Xuan has a special status and has been raised in front of the ancestor since he was a child. His homework was taught by the True Emperor. He is inevitably a little withdrawn. To be honest, it is unlikely that he will not cause any trouble..."


    The head of Taia frowned and sighed, "I can''t do anything about this..."


    "This kid... has a very high seniority. He is both ''peer-age'' as the head of me. He really can''t beat him or scold him or scold him."


    "I didn''t dare to talk about the relationship here."


    "Otherwise, with his identity, he would not be able to get along with his disciples."


    "No one dared to care about the elders from top to bottom of the sect, so he developed his unruly nature."


    "But now, I''ll send him to Taixu Mountain to join forces with other disciples to discuss swordsmanship..."


    The brows of the Tai Ah Sect frowned tighter and tighter, "I''m afraid that in extreme cases, if the fight starts, it will hurt the disciples on Taixu Mountain and damage the harmony of the three meridians."


    And his seniority is here, even if Ouyang Xuan injured his disciples in Taixu Mountain, he would not be able to really punish him.


    He is really not easy to do as the head of the sect.


    The middle-aged elder thought for a moment and then slowly said:


    "Or why not forget it? From Tai Ashan''s lineage, just draw some disciples to accompany Mr. Xuan to discuss swords. Just treat it as "playing" with him. Everyone knows the truth and will not make a big fuss..."


    "What kind of decency does this become?" said the head of Tai''a solemnly, "If you keep being used like this and don''t give him some tempering, he will become the ''second-generation ancestor''."


    "If you make a pill in the future, if you are still so arrogant, you will definitely suffer a great loss. If you don''t want to improve, you will be ruined and waste your good qualifications in vain."


    The middle-aged elder shook his head and said:


    "Then I can only slowly temper myself like this. Mr. Ruoxuan really has something to do. Tai Ah comes forward again and apologize..."


    The head of Tai A thought for a moment, and could only nod, "That''s all..."


    "I hope that in time, Xuan''er and the disciples of Taixu Mountain can get along..."


    Of course, he also knew that even if he could get along, it would not take a night.


    With Xuan''er''s "rebellious" nature, no one takes it seriously. It is impossible to be at peace. I don''t know how many things will happen...


    This kind of thing can only be seen one step at a time.


    The head of Taia sighed.


    But two days later, he still couldn''t let go of his heart.


    After hesitation, the head of Tai A still activated the escape method. After leaving Tai A Mountain, he arrived at Tai Xu Mountain Gate and entered the drilling ground. He wanted to see how he, the "second-generation ancestor" of Tai Amen, was working together. Don''t be arrogant and cause trouble.


    But as soon as he entered the drilling venue, the head of Tai A met with the head of Tai Xu first.


    Both of them were a little surprised.


    But considering that the swordsmanship conference has a great impact, we naturally need to pay more attention, and both of them were not surprised.


    "Please." Taixu''s leader said.


    “I’m working hard.”


    A boy set up a seat and served tea.


    In the midst of the fragrance of tea, the two leaders sat in the attic and drank tea.


    On the drill field, the disciples are practicing advancing and retreating and attacking, and various tactical changes.


    The formation is straight and eye-catching, and the movements are neat and uniform.


    The head of Tai A came for Ouyang Xuan, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn''t help but feel a little lost and murmured:


    "Is this... a Taoist soldier?"


    The head of Taixu said: "It''s not a question, it''s just that the disciples have practiced more regularly."


    The head of Taia took a closer look and nodded slightly.


    It is indeed not a Taoist soldier.


    The formation of Taoist soldiers should be more regular and the rules should be stricter.


    The orders are prohibited and there is no mistake.


    Relatively speaking, the disciples on the drill are still much more immature and their formation changes are also very unfamiliar.


    And now it seems that the drills are only basic tactical formations, and there are no supporting spiritual weapons and formations, so they cannot be compared with "Tao Soldiers".


    But even so, it is not easy.


    This is the prototype of the "genius Taoist soldier"...


    (This chapter ends)