Chapter 743 Tai'a
Monster Refining Mountain, the outer mountain.
In a mountain forest, several disciples wearing Tai'amen Taoist robes had alert eyes, looking around and walking slowly.
The person in front of him was tall and straight, with a handsome and elegant face, holding a red-gold yellow maple sword.
It was Ouyang Feng, the Tai'amen senior brother with whom Mo Hua had met when he first entered Taixu Sect.
There were five more people.
Among the five people, four are slightly older, are in the later stages of foundation building, and are in the same class as Ouyang Feng.
In addition, there was a young monk following behind. His skin was slightly darker, he looked a little thin, and his expression was more dull and nervous.
After the group of people walked for a while, a Tai Amen senior sister told the young monk: "Xiao Mumu, we can only take you twice to get familiar with the mountains of Demon Refining Mountain. In the future, you will be able to hunt monsters. It’s up to you.”
"In two years, there will be a sword competition. Your brother is very busy and may not have time to take care of you. Please be considerate."
The little monk who was called "Little Wood" secretly glanced at Ouyang Feng, who was walking in front. He had a handsome figure and sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and nodded slightly.
"Sister Qian, I understand." He whispered.
This senior sister's name was Ouyang Qian, and she was also from the Ouyang family. She smiled when she heard this, touched Xiaomu's head, and warned:
"Monster Refining Mountain is dangerous, so be careful."
"Um."
Xiaomu said quite nervously.
But he was dull by nature, not good at words, and didn't say much.
A few people were walking and reached the mountainside. Among the crowd, a long-faced Tai'amen brother named "Ma" suddenly frowned and said:
"It's been a long time since I've been to the mountains. Why are these hills occupied by people?"
Ouyang Feng's eyes moved slightly.
Senior sister Tai'amen named Ouyang Qian also let go of her spiritual consciousness. After a moment, she was surprised and said: "Why are there so many people in this mountain?"
They are all disciples in the late stage of foundation building.
The Demon Refining Mountain is very large, and the demon hunting areas for disciples in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment and those in the late stage of Foundation Establishment are also different.
Due to the complex mountain terrain and intricate mountain roads, different monster hunting areas have different routes up the mountain.
The mountain they were on was the outer area of low-grade monsters.
Ouyang Feng and others were still in the middle stage of foundation building, and had just come here when they went into the mountain to hunt monsters.
Later, they entered the inner mountain and hunted the second-grade intermediate-level monsters and above, and never came back.
According to their previous experience, there should not be too many disciples entering the mountain at this time, and the outer mountain should be relatively empty. However, they did not expect that there would be so many disciples in the mountain.
"A disciple of He Zong?"
"The Taoist robe looks like... Taixumen?"
Everyone looked at each other.
In the Qianxue state boundary, the four strongest sects are currently the strongest.
However, the four major sects have special territories in Demon Refining Mountain and generally have little intersection with each other.
In addition to the four major sects, they never expected that the one who could occupy the top of the mountain was not Duan Jinmen, one of the twelve sects, who was killing with heavy swords.
Nor is it the other top-ranked sects among the eight sects.
It turns out that Taixu Sect, which has always been tepid, neither impatient nor impatient, is about to fall into the last position without realizing it...
"How could it be Taixumen?"
"have no idea……"
"What powerful swordsmanship inheritance does Taixu Sect have?"
"Our three sects have always had some connections. Tai'a forged the sword and Chongxu's sword energy. Taixu Sect is the sword's energy?"
"I don't know, the elders rarely mention it."
"Sword Intent is too difficult. It's impossible to build a foundation..."
"Then what do they rely on to hunt monsters?"
"Cultivation, martial arts, or magic?"
Several people looked a little confused, so they continued walking forward, but they took a small path and their whereabouts were relatively hidden.
Then I saw along the way, groups of Taixu Sect disciples, one after another, wearing uniform armor, holding spiritual weapons in their hands, walking in unison, advancing and retreating in the mountains in an orderly manner.
Although they were far away, they still saw some scenes of hunting monsters.
First, the disciples scouted, then followed, and then set up formations to ambush.
After the formation exploded and the monster was seriously injured, a group of disciples went up to fight. Their movements were clean and neat, and they cooperated very well, as if they had practiced it many times.
Everyone in Tai Amen was secretly shocked.
This is not where the sect disciples are hunting monsters.
Even if Tao soldiers come to hunt monsters, it's nothing more than that.
and……
The long-faced Tai'amen senior brother named Ma frowned and said, "Taixumen, since when did you become famous for your formations?"
The trap used for ambush, the armor worn, and the spiritual weapon held in hand.
There are all formations with specific functions drawn here.
Based on the monster's habits, trap characteristics and the structure of the spiritual weapon, the array is specially designed, the weapon is refined, and the monster hunting process is standardized. It can also be promoted among disciples...
This is simply not something that ordinary disciples can do.
They hunted monsters and beasts, and they all stumbled from the beginning, so they knew the difficulties involved.
I also know the terrifying advantages of this entire demon hunting process.
The concept of "monster hunting" in Taixu Sect is completely different from that of other sect disciples.
Ouyang Feng looked deep in thought and ordered: "Go back and tell the next generation of junior brothers that they should avoid these hills in Demon Refining Mountain and not easily provoke the disciples of Taixu Sect."
Although Tai'amen and Taixumen have some ancestral connections, they are now two sects after all.
Now that we have separated, the love will eventually fade away.
What's more, the disciples below never pay attention to these things.
If disciples from the same sect fight openly and secretly, there will be discord, let alone disciples from different sects.
In the Demon Refining Mountain, monks hunt demons, extract materials, and earn merit, which has always been prone to disputes.
If a disciple of our sect really had a conflict with a disciple of the Taixu sect, judging from the current situation, he would definitely suffer a big loss.
A team of five people like Taixu Sect, with sophisticated formations, complete spiritual weapons, and an orderly hunting mode like Taoist soldiers, can deal with powerful monsters with ease, let alone monks.
If it were really used against monks, the situation would be unimaginable.
In this case, it is best to avoid it in advance to avoid conflicts between the disciples on both sides and the resulting enmity, causing the situation to get out of hand.
What's more, Ouyang Feng himself has a good relationship with fellow disciples of the Taixu Sect.
He also thought about his ancestral origins, emotions and reasons, and he didn't want to think that the following junior brothers and sisters would be at odds with the Taixu Sect.
"good."
Several other Tai'amen disciples said in a deep voice.
Ouyang Feng looked around, glanced at the small piece of wood beside him, and said:
"These mountain tops are all occupied by the Taixu Sect. I will take you to a more remote place and kill a few monsters myself to show you..."
He patted Xiaomu's shoulder and said, "You'll have to rely on yourself from now on."
"Yeah!" Xiaomu nodded solemnly.
Ouyang Feng's expression showed a trace of gentleness, but deeper in his eyes was worry.
After that, Tai'amen and his party crossed several hills, left the territory of Taixumen, and came to the forest on the edge. They started together and killed two monsters.
Ouyang Feng remained silent.
Ouyang Qian told Xiaomu one by one the precautions for hunting monsters.
Xiaomu listened carefully.
"You have just entered the mountains. You are still inexperienced and your methods are unfamiliar. Remember not to be too greedy and kill powerful monsters such as tigers, leopards, and bears as soon as you get up."
"We must start from the weak monsters..."
"The monster is cunning, so we must be very vigilant. We must not relax until the monster dies completely, otherwise it will cause catastrophe."
"Some monsters have thick skin and a lot of blood, and some monsters have strange powers. They can kill them at close range, or spit out water, fire and poisonous gas from a distance. You must be prepared in advance."
"Remember, don't fight monsters alone."
"At least five people form a team, and then..."
Ouyang Qian was patiently talking to Xiao Mu when she was suddenly startled. She looked up and saw a golden light flashing in the sky, and then the sword energy overflowed and burst out.
A goshawk was strangled by the sword energy, a cloud of blood mist exploded, and it fell down.
Ouyang Feng's pupils narrowed.
The expressions of several other people also changed.
"Kingsword!"
Ouyang Qian's beautiful eyes were slightly startled, and she murmured:
"What a fast sword!"
"The distance is also a hundred feet away, the peak of foundation building? Or the golden elixir?"
"The sword energy has not been crystallized, and it seems that there is no golden elixir..."
"This is the mountain outside the Demon Refining Mountain. Who is wielding the sword?"
Several people looked solemn. Xiao Mumu couldn't help but look fascinated as he recalled the sharp sword light that had just broken through the air.
"This sword is so powerful...but for some reason, the quality of the spiritual sword is a bit poor..."
He said silently in his heart.
In the Tai'amen, the long-faced senior brother named Ma, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to Ouyang Feng: "The golden sword light, mixed with the aura of gold and stone, seems to be the sword technique to break the Golden Gate..."
"This person may be a master swordsman from Duanjinmen."
Senior Brother Ma paused and then said, "Brother Feng, why don't we go make some friends?"
Ouyang Feng's eyes darkened slightly.
Others also looked stunned, "Broken Golden Gate?"
"Why do you want to make friends with Duan Jinmen?"
"Duan Jinmen is narrow-minded and has a bad reputation. If he is really Duan Jinmen, no matter how good his swordsmanship is, he is probably not a kind person. He has different paths and will not work together. There is no need to make friends."
Senior Brother Ma shook his head, "How can you be so arbitrary? A sect is a sect and an individual is an individual. After all, there are differences."
"Besides, I have been working hard over the years, and I have already ranked first among the eight gates."
"Duanjinmen is also determined to make progress. Although it ranks among the twelfth tier, it is actually no worse than the Eighth Gate."
"We, Amen, if we want to go further, we must form connections with others. How can we innately exclude other sects due to sectarian prejudice?"
"Senior Brother Ma... it makes sense," Ouyang Qian thought for a moment and looked at Ouyang Feng, "Brother Feng, what do you think?"
Ouyang Feng glanced at Senior Brother Ma silently, his eyes a little obscure, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. Finally he nodded and said:
"Go and have a look."
He also wanted to know when a sword-wielding genius who could fly a sword through the air and kill a goshawk emerged from the Broken Golden Gate.
If such people are not Taoist friends, they will definitely be enemies in the future.
The group of people walked along the mountain path towards the direction where the Goshawk Demon fell, but when they got closer, they were all stunned.
Even Brother Ma's expression froze.
In the place where the goshawk fell, there is no sword master who can break the golden gate.
There was only one little monk peeling off the skin.
His white and tender hands were holding a knife, shaving the eagle's feathers and cutting the flesh bit by bit.
Seeing Ouyang Feng and others coming, he raised his head, revealing the face of a young man with picturesque features but a hint of heroism, and said with a smile:
"Senior Brother Feng, long time no see!"
Everyone in Tai Amen looked shocked and looked at Ouyang Feng.
Ouyang Feng was also startled. When he saw the young boy's face clearly, he was surprised and said: "Ink painting?"
"Yeah." Mo Hua smiled and nodded.
Ouyang Feng moved his eyes away from the ink painting and looked at the bloodstained and disemboweled ferocious eagle demon on the ground. He then looked up at the ink painting and said with some surprise:
"This eagle..."
"I picked it up!"
Mo Hua's lies came out of his mouth.
It wasn't that he wanted to lie, but he told the truth. He said that he had learned how to control a sword, how to fly a sword through the air, and kill the hawk demon, but others didn't believe it.
Moreover, it is better to keep a low profile, otherwise it will be very troublesome to explain.
The expressions of the Tai Amen people were complicated.
While walking in the mountains, an eagle-like monster happened to be beheaded by someone, and then it fell in front of you and asked you to pick it up...
How can such a good thing happen?
But... if he didn't pick it up, could it be that he killed it?
This is even more impossible.
In the middle stage of foundation building, what sword can I control? What's more, he doesn't have much sword energy around him, so he doesn't look like a swordsman at first glance.
Ouyang Feng looked around and asked, "Are there any other monks around here?"
Mo Hua shook his head, "I don't know about that."
Ouyang Feng let go of his consciousness, scanned the surroundings, and found that there was no trace of anyone else.
He looked at the ink painting again, frowned, and asked: "You... didn't go into the mountain alone, right?"
If it were anyone else, he would definitely not think so.
But if it’s ink painting…
He had offered bounties with Mo Hua before, and he knew that this junior brother looked innocent, but he was bold and careful, had many strategies, and dared to think and do.
He might not be able to do something like going into Demon Refining Mountain alone.
Ink painting is indeed a person entering the mountains.
He wants to practice sword-wielding alone.
A sword, an eagle, a net gain of 800 meritorious deeds.
It's not easy to bring others with you for this kind of thing, and there's no need to bring others with you.
But really speaking, he was not really alone in the mountains.
All over the mountains and plains, there are his "little junior brothers" scattered in the nearby hills, so he can get along like a fish in water in the mountains.
"Not really," Mo Hua pointed to the mountain behind him, "I have many little brothers."
Ouyang Feng and others were stunned, wondering what this junior brother was talking about...
What does "there are many little brothers" mean?
However, Ouyang Qian and others are not familiar with ink painting, so it is not easy to get to the bottom of it.
Ouyang Feng was quite familiar with Mo Hua, but it was not convenient to reminisce in front of several other Tai Amen disciples.
On the other side, Mo Hua had already deftly skinned and deboned the goshawk and put all the materials into his storage bag.
Although he said that he picked up the eagle.
But even if he picked it up, it is still his own!
Since it is yours, you should put it in your storage bag as soon as possible to avoid long nights and nightmares.
Seeing Mo Hua's smart eyes and the way he never suffered a loss, Ouyang Feng couldn't help laughing and shook his head, with a gentle smile on his lips.
He turned his head again, glanced at the small wooden piece beside him, and sighed in his heart.
If only this kid Mu'er was half as clever as Mo Hua... no, even one-fifth as clever as Mo Hua.
It will not be so easy to suffer losses in the future.
"It's getting late, let's say goodbye first and won't disturb you anymore," Ouyang Feng said, then looked at the ink painting and warned, "Be careful in the mountains."
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "Senior Brother Feng, don't worry."
Ouyang Feng said nothing more and walked out to the other side of the mountain road, but not long after walking, he suddenly stopped.
Scenes from the Demon Refining Mountain came to his mind again.
The disciples of Taixu Sect went into the mountains in advance to hunt monsters...
Traps, armor, spiritual weapons... all have formations on them.
Regulate hunting.
Mo Hua just said, "I have many little brothers..."
Ouyang Feng's heart trembled, and his expression was quite unbelievable.
"Could it be..."
Ouyang Feng couldn't help turning his head and looked at the ink painting again.
Mo Hua had already taken care of Goshawk. He was thin and fair-skinned, but his hands were stained with demon blood and his expression was indifferent.
Looking at the ferocious dead goshawk in front of me was like looking at a chicken that he had just killed...
Ouyang Feng's pupils shrank and he immediately said:
"Ink painting."
Mo Hua was startled when he heard the words, and looked at Ouyang Feng with some doubts. He saw Ouyang Feng think for a moment, then he pulled a dark-skinned and thin Tai'amen disciple to his side, and said warmly:
"This is Ouyang Mu, my younger brother..."
The pity in Ouyang Feng's eyes flashed, and then he smiled and said to Mo Hua, "If I encounter him in the mountains in the future, I would like to trouble you to take care of him."
As soon as these words came out, Ouyang Mu was slightly startled.
The other Tai'amen disciples were also a little shocked.
Ouyang Feng is a direct descendant of Tai Amen. He has high-grade spiritual roots and extremely talented people, and is highly respected by his fellow disciples.
Although he looks easy-going and elegant, he is aloof inside and never asks for help.
But he never expected that today he would actually ask a young monk from another sect, one grade below him, to ask him to take care of his younger brother.
This was beyond everyone's expectations.
Mo Hua didn't think anything of it.
He and Senior Brother Feng still have a very good relationship. He also participated in many tasks and received a lot of care from Senior Brother Feng.
It is also appropriate to take care of his younger brother now.
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, "Senior Brother Feng, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of him if I have the chance."
Mo Hua looked at the thin, dark little monk next to Ouyang Feng again, and silently remembered his name:
Ouyang Mu.
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