Chapter 792 Situation (Thanks to boss pharcyde for the reward~)
"Old sir..."
Mo Hua whispered, his voice a little hoarse due to dryness, as if the residual sequelae of his spiritual thoughts had also had a certain impact on his body.
"Hmm." Mr. Xun still used the ink pen to draw something on the paper. Then he raised his head slightly, glanced at the ink painting, and asked:
"How's it going?"
Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness looked at himself and felt his own sea of consciousness. He found that there were still evil "evil thoughts" filling his mind, which were gradually eroding his Taoist heart, but they were already much weaker.
It seemed that when he was unconscious, his sea of consciousness was constantly "digesting" these mottled bloodthirsty desires.
"Much better." Mo Hua said.
Mr. Xun nodded.
Mo Hua glanced at the formation paper in Mr. Xun's hand, "Old sir, these are..."
Mr. Xun sighed slightly: "You took such a long leave and were in a coma for two days. I can only correct these formation homework by myself..."
It’s not okay to be lazy.
Mo Hua smiled sheepishly.
Mr. Xun looked at the ink painting again. Various thoughts were in his eyes, but in the end they were all hidden silently.
"Ziyou told me everything about the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons."
"You did very well."
"But don't mention a word about this matter to the outside world. I have instructed all the inner sect elders and disciples involved not to let them say your 'name'."
"I also said hello to everyone including Tai'amen and Chongxumen."
"Not only you, but also Linghu Xiao, Ouyang Mu, and Song Jian's children's names will not be revealed to anyone..."
Mo Hua was a little confused, "Is it to keep it secret?"
"Not entirely," Mr. Xun sighed, "confidentiality is necessary."
"The incident in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is a huge scandal, but precisely because it is a 'scandal', it is not appropriate to make it a big deal, otherwise there will be..."
Old Mr.
"Besides, it's for your own good."
"You are disciples of the sect. It is your business to practice with peace of mind. There is no need to get involved in these bloody conspiracies."
"What's more, this matter also involves some demons and demons."
"Once you are involved in this kind of thing, it will easily arouse criticism from others. If you gossip too much, it will affect your own spiritual path, and the gain will outweigh the loss..."
Mr. Xun looked a little solemn.
He only mentioned it briefly.
Mo Hua probably understood.
Once word spreads about the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, they cannot explain it clearly.
Three mid-stage Foundation Establishment disciples were trapped in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, which was full of demons and evil spirits in the late Foundation Establishment stage and even at the peak of Foundation Establishment. How did they escape with the help of another mid-stage Foundation Establishment disciple?
This sounds a bit fanciful.
No matter how you think about it, it's impossible.
It’s also hard for others to believe.
Moreover, once you are trapped in a land of evil spirits and associate with evil cultivators every day, have you ever taken evil pills, eaten human flesh, practiced evil magic, or forged evil swords under coercion or inducement?
This will cause unwarranted suspicion.
People's words are scary.
Once someone with intentions spreads rumors and slanders behind his back, adds fuel to the flames, and throws dirty water on a few of his people, it will be impossible for the three of them to prove their innocence.
People ask you to perform a caesarean section to prove yourself, but they actually don’t care whether you are innocent or not.
Fortunately for me, I am from a casual cultivator and have a good relationship with my fellow disciples, so I am not afraid of these rumors.
He doesn't care about the slander from other sects.
But the other few people are different.
Linghuxiao is a swordsman genius from Chongxu Sect.
Although Ouyang Mu is inconspicuous, he is also a direct descendant of the Ouyang family and has an outstanding brother.
Moreover, their temperaments are either withdrawn or dull. Their relationship with their classmates is not good, and they are not very good at talking.
Once someone is accused of spreading rumors, they probably won’t even be able to say anything in defense.
And Song Jian...
Oh, Song Jian doesn't care.
Mo Hua suddenly realized.
He had always thought that he was an unknown young disciple, not famous, and that others would not care about him, so he had never considered such a thing.
Now that Mr. Xun mentioned it, he realized that sometimes to harm others, there is no need to use knives or guns, and there is no need for facts. It is enough to "spread rumors".
Mo Hua nodded solemnly, "Old sir, I understand, I'll leave you to worry about it."
Mr. Xun nodded.
Smart children are good...
With a little click, he can understand it himself.
Mo Hua whispered again: "Old sir, how will the incident in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons end?"
He was very curious.
Within the borders of Qianxue State, where there are many sects and the academic style is flourishing, a stronghold is built to cultivate demons and lure disciples into evil ways.
Duanjinmen has dug such a big basket, no matter how hard it is covered, it is impossible to cover it.
Mr. Xun was about to speak but stopped. Suddenly he was slightly startled and asked Mo Hua:
"What do you think?"
Mo Hua was startled, "I think?"
Old Mr.
Mo Hua frowned and thought along Mr. Xun's train of thought:
"If I were the 'ancestor' of the Qianxue State..."
Mo Hua thought about it for a while and had to admit: "...then this matter must be covered up as much as possible."
"Although it is a trap that cuts through the Golden Gate, the entire Qianxue Prefecture boundary will be damaged if it is damaged."
"If others know that someone has built a demon valley within the Qianxue Prefecture to coerce and lure disciples into the demonic path, then all the sects and Feng Ping in the entire Qianxue Prefecture will be implicated."
"The Golden Gate seduces its disciples into the demon path, so other sects will probably not be clean either."
"After all, in the eyes of outsiders, the Qianxue state boundary is one. They don't know the entanglements and conflicts between the various sects. They only think that the Qianxue state boundary is collusive and chaotic, and they will never send disciples here to study in the future. ”
"So, this kind of thing is a 'family scandal' for the entire Qianxue Prefecture. Since it is a family scandal, it must not be made public."
Mr. Xun nodded.
"And if I were a senior member of the Daoting..." Mo Hua continued, "It would be okay if I didn't know about the Ten Thousand Demons Valley. Once I know..."
Mo Hua raised his eyebrows and said in a harsh tone, "Then I will definitely 'handle' you hard!"
"Using the Taoist law as an 'excuse' and using this matter as a 'handle', the involved sects in Qianxue Prefecture were severely 'blackmailed' and squeezed out a lot of money, and then found an excuse, so Be magnanimous and gently uncover it.”
"It is very difficult to handle this kind of matter impartially, and it will offend various sects."
"It's better to do this. You can gain both face and benefits."
"As for a sect like Duanjinmen, if they know that there is no room for change, they will naturally adopt the mentality of losing everything."
"But if Daoting has a greedy face and only asks for 'benefits', they will be lucky and endure the pain of 'ceding territory to pay compensation' instead of resisting too much..."
Mo Hua spoke eloquently.
When Mr. Xun looked at the ink painting, his eyes became a little complicated.
Mo Hua noticed Mr. Xun's gaze and was slightly startled. He was a little unsure and asked softly:
"Old sir, am I right?"
Mr. Xun sighed: "Yes."
That's pretty much it.
A qualified "ancestor" would indeed consider the problem in this way.
Mr. Xun asked again: "What about from your own perspective? What did you think before?"
Mo Hua was startled, then said a little embarrassedly:
"My disciple's thinking is relatively simple... he just wants to make things worse and bring great misfortune to Duanjinmen!"
Mr. Xun asked: "Why do you do this?"
Mo Hua thought for a while, frowned and said: "Because in breaking the Golden Gate, there is no distinction between good and evil, and the actions are against morality..."
Mr. Xun nodded and said, "Then you have a good idea."
Mo Hua was a little surprised, "Isn't this good?"
Old Mr.
Mo Hua looked stern.
Old Mr.
"If you have your own ideas, and they are correct, then of course you should do things according to your own ideas."
The ink painting was a little messy for a while, "Then..."
Old Mr.
"It can't just be 'you think', otherwise your thinking will be limited, your vision will be very narrow, and sooner or later you will become a 'chess piece' of others."
"Those who know others are wise. The more you know about others, the more control you will have over the situation."
“But you don’t have to deny your ideas.”
"If your thoughts are in line with 'morality', then you are right and others are wrong."
"It's just that your power is too weak, and the 'ancestors' who care about interests and reality are too strong, so things will not develop according to your ideas, but will only advance according to the plans of those 'ancestors'."
"You must understand this."
"Sometimes, it's not that you are wrong, but that you are too 'weak'."
"If one day you are promoted to Dongxu, or even ascend to Dongxu, with supreme power, many things in the world will naturally develop according to your wishes..."
"But now you are not strong, and the progress of things is controlled by others. When something happens, you have to think more about what others think, so that you can know how things will develop, and you can know what you should do. "
Mr. Xun gave Mo Hua one last meaningful look.
"You have to learn to stand on top and look down from the perspective of an 'ancestor'."
"But I don't hope that you will just become such a condescending 'ancestor' in the future..."
Mo Hua's eyes trembled and he nodded slowly. "Okay," Mr. Xun said in a more relaxed tone, "As I get older, I tend to nag more if I don't pay attention."
Mo Hua solemnly said:
"Thank you, old gentleman, for your teaching."
Mr. Xun's brows moved slightly, his eyes soft.
"By the way, old gentleman," Mo Hua suddenly blinked, "At Duanjinmen, our Taixumen, don't we 'extract' the oil and water?"
Old Mr.
After Mr. Xun finished speaking, he glanced at Mo Hua and said calmly: "From now on, those things in your hand that break the golden gate, whether it is sword techniques or sword formations, can be used."
Mo Hua was slightly startled, and then he realized that Mr. Xun might know everything.
But it’s normal to think about it.
Elder Xun Ziyou stared at himself. It was impossible for him not to know these methods that he often used.
He knew it, and Mr. Xun naturally knew it too.
Mo Hua is still a little uneasy:
"Can it really be used... Broken Golden Gate is stingy..."
"Just use it with confidence," Mr. Xun said. "Duanjinmen and Taixumen, adhering to the original intention of 'abandoning sectarian opinions and exchanging cultivation methods,' have exchanged some inheritances with each other."
"In the inheritance of their Zhen sect, some first- and second-grade sword techniques and sword formations have been put into the library of my Taixu Sect."
"Exchanging inheritance?"
Mo Hua was a little surprised, and then asked: "Then what inheritance did our Taixu Sect give Duanjin Sect?"
Mr. Xun was disdainful: "Who would remember a bunch of shabby magic spells on the street..."
Mo Hua was stunned for a moment.
Well, that’s how “communication” works.
"Then...are there only basic sword techniques?"
Mo Hua asked softly again.
He felt that what he was holding, whether it was the Broken Gold Sword Technique or the Broken Gold Sword Formation, did not seem to be the inheritance of the "Introduction" of the Broken Golden Sect.
Now that he has these inheritances, he feels that he is more "direct lineage" than some of the direct lineages of Duanjinmen.
"It's enough to get started," Mr. Xun said firmly, "If you only learn the 'introduction', you will be better than them."
"No matter how good their inheritance is, if they don't live up to their expectations and can't learn from you, there's nothing they can do about it."
Mo Hua was a little embarrassed, but he probably understood.
This is an "excuse".
The tricks he uses to break the Golden Gate only need to have an origin and an explanation. It doesn't really matter what the facts are.
Mr. Xun thought for a moment and then warned:
"This matter involves too much, and all rumors have been blocked from the outside world. There is no wind and waves on the surface, but there is a turbulent undercurrent behind the scenes."
"The Daoting, the four major sects, and many sects, especially Duanjinmen, and even the three sects of Taixu, Tai'a, Chongxu, are fighting openly and secretly with each other. It is estimated that they will not stop until the dust settles."
"So during this period, please keep a low profile and don't reveal anything."
"As for asking for leave, if a fellow disciple asks about it, just say that I gave you an errand and asked you to travel far away and draw formations for seven or eight days."
"As for the specific reason..." Mr. Xun looked at the ink painting meaningfully, "You can make it up yourself. You should be familiar with this."
"I'm not very familiar either..."
Mo Hua felt a little guilty.
Old Mr.
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded slowly.
To be precise, it is "eating", not dyeing.
But even Mr. Xun didn't think about it this way.
Being "contaminated" by evil spirits was as bad a situation as he could think of.
He had never seen it with his own eyes, so he had no idea how "brutal" the ink paintings in the spiritual state could be.
"Taken with evil spirits..." Mr. Xun frowned.
"It's okay," Mo Hua said, "Old sir, I'll be able to purify these evil thoughts gradually by meditating."
"Meditation?" Mr. Xun was startled and his heart moved.
Could it be...the meditation technique passed down by that person?
Mr. Xun thought for a moment, nodded and said:
"That's fine."
However, he was still a little worried, so he took out a golden-edged sandalwood stick and a pair of simple scrolls in a jade box from the storage bag.
"This soothing incense is top quality. Light it when you meditate. It can help you concentrate carefully and get rid of distracting thoughts."
"As for this picture..."
When Mo Hua saw this picture, his heart skipped a beat and he blurted out:
"Visualization diagram?!"
Old Mr.
"Well, I've seen some." Mo Hua said honestly.
Mr. Xun was slightly shocked when he heard this.
Saw "some".
More than one picture?
“You have a lot of experience at such a young age...”
Mr. Xun thought to himself.
"Since you know, I won't say much more. This visualization picture is a sacred thing treasured by my Taixu Sect. Don't open it casually, especially in front of outsiders."
"You go back to the disciple's residence, light the incense, and then open this picture. Visualize this picture. It will be beneficial to your spiritual thoughts."
"There are not many truly 'clean' visualization pictures in this world. Please take a look and cherish them."
Mo Hua was a little flattered and said: "Old sir, will you just give me such a valuable thing?"
Old Mr.
"Oh..." Mo Hua nodded.
Just borrow it, it's better than nothing.
Mr. Xun handed the visualization chart to Mo Hua.
Mo Hua took it solemnly.
But the moment Mo Hua took over, Mr. Xun was suddenly frightened, and he felt like "sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth".
His hands froze and he clutched the visualization diagram and did not let go.
Mo Hua continued to visualize the picture with both hands, but when he saw that Mr. Xun did not let go, he was a little confused, "Mr.?"
Old Mr.
"Don't mess with me..."
"Yeah, yeah." Mo Hua agreed, "Old sir, don't worry."
Although so far, none of the visualization pictures that I have seen or passed through my hands have been "intact".
But those are other people’s visualization pictures.
Moreover, the pictures are full of little ghosts and ghouls, none of them good.
Those from my own sect will definitely be different.
With Mo Hua's assurance, Mr. Xun no longer hesitated and temporarily handed over the visualization map to Mo Hua.
Mo Hua took it solemnly and put it away with great care.
Afterwards, Mr. Xun explained a few more words, then stood up and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he said: "These days, take good care of yourself. When you are well, you can go back to class, but you must remember to make up for the homework you missed."
"Practice is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Don't slack off."
"Okay, old sir." Mo Hua said obediently.
"correct……"
Elder Mr.
Mo Hua was lying on the bed before, disturbed by evil spirits, and his spiritual thoughts were weak, so his breath was not obvious.
Now after chatting with him for a while, Mr. Xun clearly realized that Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness was obviously deeper and more condensed than before.
"Well, my consciousness accidentally broke through again..." Mo Hua said.
Despite his expectations, Mr. Xun's heart skipped a beat.
Breakthrough again.
His cultivation level didn't increase much, but his spiritual consciousness kept making breakthroughs. As expected...
"well,"
Mr. Xun nodded happily.
In this way, we are one step closer to our arrangement.
What seemed impossible before seems to have turned around now.
Mr. Xun was filled with great relief and said with great expectations: "You should take a good rest. When your consciousness is no longer a problem, come to me again and I will teach you the formation of the Eighteen Marks..."
Mo Hua shook his head, "It's not the Eighteen Patterns."
Mr. Xun was startled.
"I accidentally broke through a little more..." Mo Hua whispered, "Now I have nineteen lines..."
nineteen……
Mr. Xun felt his chest was suffocating and he almost couldn't breathe.
Nineteen patterns of divine consciousness?
From seventeen to nineteen, breaking two realms in one breath? !
Mr. Xun took a deep breath, his eyes full of disbelief.
My cultivation has just reached the middle stage of foundation building, and my spiritual consciousness has already reached a level that is close to the peak of foundation building?
That boy named Zhuang...where did he find such a humble disciple with such "unbelievable" spiritual abilities?
Thank you, boss pharcyde, for the reward~
I owe you one more with tears in my eyes.
(.)
Also, I would like to recommend a book written by a friend, Mortal Flows Immortal Heroes. If you are interested, you can read it~
"Ascending Immortality and Evergreen"
【Mortal flow】【Indigenous people】【No system】
An ordinary country boy was lucky enough to embark on a journey to immortality.
How should he, with mediocre qualifications, overcome obstacles on the road to immortality?
Looking back thousands of years later, it’s already——
Ten thousand people have ascended to immortality and walked alone on the blue clouds!
(End of this chapter)