Chapter 940 Take a look
Needless to say, the Shen family is the top family in the Qianxue state, with four hereditary sects, and is a real behemoth. He, an ordinary early-stage Jindan monk, is no better than an ant in front of the Shen family.
As for Mo Hua, the Taoist leader of the Taixu Gate Formation and the true elders of the later Jindan period all poured tea for him, and their identities were unfathomable.
The situation in front of us is really a fight between "gods", and neither side can afford to offend.
And he couldn't even stand by and watch.
He invited Mr. Mo to dinner, but was blocked by others, and he was about to take action. If he stood aside and watched, it would be like "adding insult to injury".
Let alone hugging the thigh from now on, it would be good if Mr. Mo doesn't think of a way to kill him.
This Mr. Mo looked handsome, cute, and amiable, but Fan Jin was not a fool and would not really think that Mo's paintings were just as simple as they looked.
People cannot be judged by their appearance.
In the middle stage of foundation building, the person who surpassed the four major sects in ability, won the leader of the formation, and sat down to drink tea with the elders in Taixu Sect, how could he be an ordinary person?
"What the hell... what should I do?"
At that moment, Fan Jin's heart nearly jumped out of his throat.
He was not given much time to make a decision, and both sides were about to take action.
Now that he stands up, he can still choose a team. If it were a little later and he really took action, he wouldn't even have a chance to choose.
Fan Jin gritted his teeth, his thoughts changing rapidly.
If he doesn't help, he will offend Mr. Mo, and the Shen family will not remember their favor.
As for helping, although it would offend the Shen family, it would also please Mr. Mo.
It’s the lesser of two evils, and since one party will always be offended, it’s definitely better to choose the one with benefits.
"Damn it, never mind..."
Wealth and wealth are found in danger.
If you want the benefits, you have to take risks. If you are afraid of taking risks, don't fucking want to make progress.
What's more, this Mr. Mo was invited here by himself. When he is provoked by others, he cannot just sit idly by and ignore the situation.
Fan Jin's legs were a little weak, but he still took a step forward and stood in front of Mo Hua.
Taking this step, his feet felt a little frivolous, but his heart felt at ease.
Either way, it's the same thing. Now that you've made your choice, there's no need to look forward or backward.
Fan Jin had a cold face.
A Jin Dan on the other side said coldly: "Fan Diansi, what do you mean? To offend our Shen family for the sake of showing off?"
Fan Jin said with a serious face: "I don't care what grudges you have, but this young master is an honored guest of our Dao Tingsi. At least in Gushan City, our Dao Tingsi has the obligation to keep him safe."
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He moved "Daotingsi" out.
In this way, it was not that he wanted to go against the Shen family, but that Daotingsi had to step forward due to his duties.
When investigated afterwards, at least on the surface, he would not be blamed.
A good name means a true word. When working in Daotingsi, sometimes how you speak is more important than how you do things.
Another Shen family Jindan sneered, "Do you think we will be afraid of you if you move Daotingsi out? You'd better..."
"What nonsense?" Mr. Shen frowned, "Do it."
The two golden elixirs of the Shen family paused for a moment, then cupped their hands and said, "Yes."
Among the Shen family, there are actually only two golden elixirs, and the remaining ones are for foundation building. But in a third-level immortal city like Gushan City, two golden elixirs are enough to walk sideways.
On Mo Hua's side, apart from the two golden elixirs, he was the only one.
All in all, the Shen family has the upper hand.
What's more, their purpose is to take down the ink paintings to calm Mr. Shen's anger.
However, Master Gu and Fan Jin did not dare to attack Mr. Shen, and could only passively protect Mo Hua, a monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm, who was inherently at a disadvantage.
There are more and less people, and the situation is one of attack and one of defense.
The situation is very unfavorable.
Master Gu and Fan Jin both knew this, so their expressions were ugly.
At this time, one of the Shen family's two golden elixirs took out the Lihuo dagger, and the other's hands turned into dark green iron claws, and they were about to kill Mo Hua.
Master Gu's face was as dark as water.
Once they fight, the situation will be out of his control.
Moreover, the golden elixir's spiritual power is agitated and can easily hurt Mo Hua.
As long as Mo Hua bumped into him even a little bit, he couldn't explain it to the Gu family or the Taixu Sect, let alone Mo Hua was a great benefactor to their weapon refining shop.
Master Gu was a little anxious and said: "Wait a minute!"
The two golden elixirs of the Shen family paused slightly and looked at Master Gu.
Master Gu said in a deep voice: "Don't blame me for not telling you. This young master is a direct descendant of the Taixu Sect. He has been taught by our ancestors and has gained the eyes of our ancestors. Before you act against him, you should think carefully about it yourself."< br>
Ink painting also has a greater reputation.
But Master Gu was afraid that there would be too many people and he would attract attention, so he only said something relatively low-key.
After all, there is only one leader of the formation, which is too eye-catching.
As for the direct descendants of Taixu Sect, although they have a good status, there can be many.
Among the people present, Young Master Shen, who was Shen Linshu's "follower", knew the details of the ink painting.
But the two golden elixirs of the Shen family didn't know.
As soon as the words "direct descendant of Taixu Sect" were said, the two people's eyelids jumped immediately.
They are collateral members of the Shen family and are ordinary golden elixirs. They need to work hard for their direct disciples in order to find a future in the clan.
They may kill people like crazy, but that doesn't mean they don't have the guts to kill anyone.
Ordinary casual cultivators will kill them like chickens and dogs.
Ordinary family disciples will be killed if they want.
Side branches of the aristocratic family and peripheral disciples of the sect can also be killed, but the method must be more subtle and cannot be known to others.
As for real aristocratic families and direct descendants of sects, unless they are truly extremely wealthy and have great opportunities, they will never risk their lives to kill these people.
Taixu Gate ranks third among the eight gates in Qianxue Prefecture.
The weight of being a direct descendant of Taixu Sect is already heavy enough.
What's more, this was in public, and Master Gu and Fan Diansi were not low-status. They really didn't have the guts to commit murder in public and kill the direct descendants of the sect.
The two Shen family golden elixirs frowned and hesitated.
Young Master Shen said displeased: "What are you afraid of? Kill him and I will bear all the responsibilities."
The two golden elixirs of the Shen family gritted their teeth and cursed in their hearts, you can't bear it.
To kill the direct descendants of the sect, once something happens, the Taixu Sect will come to the door.
As a young master, you will naturally have ancestors and real people to protect you, and it will be over with a few small punishments and big admonitions.
As for these thugs, there is only one end: they will be pushed out to take the blame and bear the wrath of the Taixu Sect.
How could the two golden elixirs of the Shen family not know this?
When Mr. Shen saw that the two Jin Dan were timid and did not listen to orders, he felt that his face had been disgraced and he was extremely angry. His expression immediately dropped and his words became rude.
"You are a side branch, and you eat the food of our family. When something happens, you hesitate to move forward. Do you believe that if I tell my father, it will destroy your family's job?" Mr. Shen said coldly.
When the two golden elixirs heard this, their hearts immediately became cold, and then they became angry.
But they had no choice but to see Mr. Shen's face getting more and more ugly. They knew that he was really angry, so they didn't care about it anymore and had no choice but to take action.
The aura of Jindan cultivation was surging, with murderous intent.
One person's dagger turned into cold light and went straight to Mo Hua's throat.
The other person's hands turned into sharp claws and reached straight for the heart of the ink painting.
Master Gu and Fan Jin looked serious and did not dare to slack off at all. One of them had a long sword like the wind, and the other wielded a sledgehammer. They fought with the two golden elixirs of the Shen family and tried every possible means to protect the integrity of the ink painting.
In the small restaurant, wood and rocks suddenly flew into the air, formations shook, and the walls shattered inch by inch.
The two golden elixirs of the Shen family clearly have the upper hand.
Master Gu and Fan Jin were embarrassed and embarrassed.
Mr. Shen looked on with a sneer on his face, but after watching for a while, his face froze, and he couldn't help but curse.
The battle in front of me looked fierce, but it was all done by Jin Dan, not Mo Hua at all.
Of the two golden elixir monks from the Shen family, one only wanted to fight with the weapon refiner named Gu, and the other only wanted to fight with the Diansi named Fan. As for the ink painting, they didn't dare to touch it! Even between moves, he would deliberately avoid Mo Hua for fear of hurting him.
On the surface, it looks like the fight is in full swing, but it's all just grinding away.
"These two losers!"
"Thankfully they are still golden elixirs, they are as timid as rats!"
A look of anger appeared on Mr. Shen's face.
"After all, he is a domesticated dog. He looks ferocious, but when he encounters a serious problem, he is careful not to bite."
Well, since the dog won't bite, then I, the "owner", have to do it myself.
Mr. Shen stretched out his right hand, and with a flash of inspiration, a gorgeous and precious long sword that had been cultivated for 70 to 80% of the time appeared.
"It's just an formation master in the late stage of foundation building with inferior spiritual roots and weak blood. What a thing..."
Mr. Shen held the long sword and walked towards Mo Hua with murderous intent on his face.
The aura around him was thick and the sword energy was strong. It was obvious that he was cultivating high-grade skills and his sword skills were also among the best.
"Not good!" Master Gu noticed his murderous intention, his expression changed, and he immediately changed his offensive and attacked Mr. Shen.
Fan Jin didn't care so much anymore and took action to stop Mr. Shen at the risk of offending the Shen family.
However, their moves were intercepted midway by two golden elixir monks from the Shen family.
The two of them did not dare to take action against Mo Hua, as they had already disobeyed the young master. Now it is even more impossible to let Fan Jin and the two of them go and ruin the young master's good deeds.
In this moment, Mr. Shen had already walked up to Mo Hua with his sword in hand, urging his sword moves to the extreme.
The coldness of the sword light is overwhelming, and the murderous intent of the sword energy is rampant.
And all these murderous intentions were locked on Mo Hua, who had a weak aura and a thin body on the opposite side.
The outcome is obvious. "Young master, let's go!" Master Gu was dragged by the Shen family's golden elixir. He was unable to rescue him and was extremely anxious.
"It's too late," Mr. Shen raised his sword high, with a stern and ferocious look on his originally handsome face.
"I will destroy you now, you blind thing..."
Mo Hua, who had been standing there without moving from beginning to end, finally raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Shen lightly.
Just glanced at it.
In an instant, a sharp and pitiful cry like a killing pig resounded throughout the dining room.
Mr. Shen took off his sword and covered his eyes, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. His whole body was shaking, like a pig that had been scalded with a hot iron, rolling on the ground.
This change came too quickly and suddenly.
The people who were fighting all stopped and looked around in confusion, and saw an incredible scene.
Mr. Shen, who was originally arrogant with the long sword in his hand, suddenly became frightened, struggling and screaming like a lost dog.
"Master!"
The two golden elixirs of the Shen family were shocked and immediately abandoned their opponents and rushed to Mr. Shen's side.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?"
"What happened?"
Mr. Shen was still covering his eyes, trembling all over, "I, my eyes, I saw..."
"A lot of blood, ghosts, and prisons..."
"I..."
"Don't, don't kill me, don't kill me..."
……
He seemed to be going crazy, and was still immersed in some kind of fearful mind.
The two golden elixirs of the Shen family felt cold in their hearts. They looked at Mo Hua in unison and said angrily: "What on earth did you... do to our young master?"
Mo Hua snorted and said disdainfully: "I didn't even move my hands, what can I do to him?"
The Shen family's golden elixir monk was stunned.
They could clearly see the scene just now. It was the young master of their Shen family who made the first move, and the young master of the Taixu Sect did not move at all. At most, he only raised his eyelids.
How is this possible?
Mo Hua thought for a moment, then opened his mouth and speculated:
"Young master, have you practiced any evil skills? Your luck has gone awry, you have suffered backlash, and you have gone crazy?"
"You...you are slanderous!"
The Shen family's golden elixir looked sulky, but this anger was somewhat stern but internalized.
They also know in their hearts that these young masters from aristocratic families are pampered and have too much fun. No one knows whether they are practicing any forbidden skills in order to seek excitement behind their backs.
Listening to what Mo Hua said, and then looking at the Shen family master who was rolling on the ground, talking nonsense, and looking like a madman, these two Shen family golden elixirs actually felt that what Mo Hua said was very reasonable, and couldn't help but doubt in their hearts:
"Could it be that Mr. Qing has really learned some evil skills, so that his meridians are disordered and he has gone crazy?"
While everyone was in shock and doubt, suddenly the sound of commotion started.
It seemed that there was too much movement here, which alerted the surrounding monks, and many people gathered around.
Master Gu then approached Mo Hua and said in a low voice: "Master Mo, there are many people with mixed ears, so it's best to go back early."
Seeing that Mo Hua was about to leave, the two golden elixirs of the Shen family immediately said: "Stop! You can't leave."
"You have to give me an explanation when the young master becomes like this."
"Not bad!"
Mo Hua glanced at them lightly and said indifferently:
"You started to kill me, and you still want me to give you an explanation? Do you really think that I, the Taixu Sect, can't kill you?"
The two Shen family golden elixirs immediately felt their hearts tremble and their backs felt cold.
The ink painting was just a foundation, but at this moment, this indifferent demeanor of mastering life and death made the two golden elixirs feel a faint fear in their hearts.
If it wasn't a bluff, it meant that the seemingly weak young master in front of him really had the background and means to control their lives and deaths.
The two golden elixir monks from the Shen family were immediately at a loss.
At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd, and then it became quiet again after a while.
The crowd parted to both sides, and a middle-aged monk with a gentle face and an extraordinary bearing walked up, holding a paper fan in his hand.
When the two golden elixirs of the Shen family saw it, their expressions immediately perked up, and they all cupped their hands and said, "Elder Xiu, you came just in time."
The middle-aged monk frowned, "What's going on?"
"There was a little conflict..." A Shen family golden elixir walked up and whispered a few words.
The middle-aged monk nodded haughtily and glanced at Mo Hua.
At first, he glanced at it and he didn't pay much attention to it, but after a while, he was slightly startled and couldn't help but stare at the ink painting a few more times.
As he watched, his pupils gradually widened, his face full of disbelief, and finally his expression even became a little... horrified.
"You..."
The corners of the middle-aged monk's mouth were trembling, but he still tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, and said in a seemingly calm tone:
"Okay... I understand... We'll talk about this later... Mr. Qing's safety is important, let's find a way to send him back to the Shen family first..."
The middle-aged monk ordered, but his eyes wandered and he did not dare to look at Mo Hua during the whole process.
Everyone looked at each other.
And this farce ended hastily like this.
The people of the Shen family protected the young master of the Shen family and left the dining room.
The middle-aged monk, known as "Elder Xiu", had his back to the ink painting. He seemed calm, but he left in a hurry.
Master Gu and Fan Jin looked at each other, both feeling that this matter was a little strange.
"Master Mo..."
"Go back first." Mo Hua looked at the back of the middle-aged monk who disappeared at the end of the corridor and did not dare to look at him. His eyes were slightly focused and he spoke slowly.
"Okay."
Master Gu and Fan Jin nodded.
It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.
After all, this is the dining room of the Shen family, and they don't want Mo Hua to stay here any longer, lest any unexpected troubles arise.
The three of them left the dining room and walked in the opposite direction to the Shen family.
The two sides gradually drifted apart, and there were no other changes during the period.
Fan Jin had been sending the ink paintings to Hui's family's crafting shop, and then he felt relieved and said goodbye:
"The Daoting Division has something else to do, so I won't bother you. The Shen family is powerful, so Mr. Mo please be careful."
Mo Hua nodded and said softly: "Thank you Fan Diansi. I will remember Diansi's kindness."
Fan Jin was overjoyed, but on the surface he remained humble and said:
"It's just a matter of effort. Young Master's words are serious. From now on, if Young Master has something to do, even if he is dispatched, Fan will do his best."
Mo Hua smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Okay."
Fan Jin finally felt a big stone in his heart. He said goodbye with a smile and left briskly.
After Fan Jin left, Master Gu was still a little worried.
"Young Master, how about you leave for Taixumen earlier? I'm afraid..."
Master Gu didn't say it explicitly, but Mo Hua knew it in his heart.
He thought for a while and nodded, "That's fine, but before that, there is something else..."
The ink painting paused slightly, and his eyes were meaningful, "I have to meet someone."
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Northwest of Gushan City, in front of a majestic mansion.
The middle-aged monk with a gentle face and a folding fan in his hand told a Shen family disciple:
"The alchemy master in the clan has seen it. Mr. Qing seems to be frightened and frightened. It is probably nothing serious. You should inform Elder Shouxing about this matter earlier. After all, he is only such a son... Our clan There are still some matters at home, I have to go back and deal with them, so I will stay here soon.”
"Yes."
After the middle-aged monk finished giving his instructions, he left the Shen family's mansion in a carriage, then headed south along the street, straight out of the city gate, and headed outside Gushan.
In the carriage, the middle-aged monk closed his eyes to rest, but he frowned slightly and was obviously upset.
The desolate mountain scenery around him was left behind one by one.
The carriage is getting further and further away from Gushan City.
After driving like this for half an hour, they passed through a deserted forest, and the middle-aged monk suddenly opened his eyes.
He hesitated for a moment, sighed deeply, and shook his head helplessly.
"Stop."
The carriage stopped, and the middle-aged monk paused for a moment, then got out of the carriage and told the disciple driving the carriage: "Wait for me here."
"Yes." The disciple cupped his hands and said.
The middle-aged monk entered the wild forest next to him alone.
In the deserted forest and lonely field, there is no one inhabited. There is a thick layer of withered yellow leaves, which make a rustling sound when stepped on.
The middle-aged monk entered the wild forest, stepped on the fallen leaves, and walked forward for about a hundred steps. Then he looked up and saw a young monk with picturesque features and deep eyes sitting on the tree branch in front of him.
The middle-aged monk looked at the young man in front of him, cupped his hands and sighed: "Goodbye outside Lishan City, we haven't seen you for a long time."
Mo Hua nodded and said, "It's been a long time."
He looked deeply at the monk in front of him.
And this person was the middle-aged monk who was traveling with Master Yun and the skinny old man.
Back then, he had some interactions with him in Nanyue City and in the ruined temple outside Lizhou City.
However, Mo Hua never expected that he would be the elder of the Shen family.
(End of chapter)