Chapter 942 Kan Yu
I almost kill you just by looking at you?
Shen Qingsheng held his breath in his throat, and his chest was so clogged that he couldn't say a word.
Shen Shouxing glanced at him with disappointment, and then said with a solemn expression: "Tell me honestly, did you secretly learn something behind my back?"
You can kill someone with just one glance. Shen Shouxing naturally couldn't believe this.
Mo Hua is in the late stage of foundation building, and his son is also in the late stage of foundation building.
The two have similar cultivation levels. Even in terms of spiritual roots, spiritual power, martial arts and Taoism, his son is better.
How could someone lose his mind, babble madly, and lose his moral integrity after just one look?
It is impossible for a foundation-building monk to have such a method.
There is a high probability that it is his son’s own problem.
Shen Shouxing took a deep look at his son.
He is too busy on weekdays.
Being in a prominent position, he already has a lot of things to do, and his every move is being watched. Not to mention going one step further, even if he just wants to protect his own interests, he has to work hard and has no time to care about others.
He couldn't keep an eye on his son and didn't know what he did on a daily basis.
But how could he not know the dandy habits of the children of the aristocratic family?
Thinking of that "obsessed" look, Shen Shouxing really doubted whether his son had practiced some shady Taoism in order to seek excitement, so that when he did it, his meridians suddenly went crazy and he went crazy.
This kind of thing is taboo!
It would be okay if he is not exposed, but once he is exposed and noticed, his son will be useless.
Not only being expelled from the sect, but in more serious cases, the family tree may even be wiped out, or even thrown into Taoist prison.
In this way, his only son was sentenced to "death".
The foundation he had worked hard for so many years had no one to inherit or pass on, and in the end it all went to waste.
Shen Shouxing's eyes became more and more severe.
Shen Qingsheng's face was pale and his eyes were panicked, "Dad, I didn't...Dad, I am your son, how could you not believe me and believe that little bastard's nonsense?"
Shen Shouxing said angrily: "Shut up, don't say anything rude again! Little bastard, little bastard, do you know who he is?"
"Isn't he just an ordinary disciple of Taixu Sect?"
Shen Shouxing sneered, "The leader of the formation path, favored by the ancestor, is also an ordinary disciple?"
Shen Qingsheng looked dissatisfied and sneered, "What leader of the formation path? That's because he was lucky, and the ancestor gave him a back door. , If not, how could he win over my senior brothers from the Qian Dao Sect in the middle stage of foundation building? ”
Shen Shouxing scolded: "Then why don't you have good luck? Why don't you be the leader of the formation?"
"I..." Shen Qingsheng hesitated, and then stiffened his neck, "If the ancestor lifts me up, Me, let me go through the back door and get the leader of the formation. What's the problem?"
Shen Shouxing took a deep breath.
This son is really wasted.
I have been pampered and arrogant since I was a child. Everything comes too easily, so I don’t know how to cherish it at all.
Because I have never really struggled, I look down on the efforts of others and cannot see the strength of others.
Shen Shouxing sighed and was too lazy to say anything more. He only warned sternly: "I don't care about other things, but you must never provoke that ink painting again."
"Dad! He... …”
"Shut up!"
"Dad!" Shen Qingsheng refused, "We are the Shen family, hereditary Qiandao sect, just Taixu sect, what should we be afraid of?"
Shen Shouxing said sternly : "We are the Shen family, but the Shen family is not ours. The Qiandao Sect is hereditary, But you are just a disciple of Qian Dao Sect. "
"How dare you look down on Taixu Sect, one of the eight gates?"
"It's really... I don't know how high the world is!"
Shen Qingsheng looked disdainful, obviously not listening to a word, and secretly said:
“This boy from Taixu Clan has a problem with Mr. Lin. He won’t give Mr. Lin some face, so I have to give him some. "Look at the color."
Shen Shouxing said: "I will give you the color." Being sent to Young Master Lin allows you to rely on his status, make connections, and climb up the ladder step by step."
"Young Master Lin, that is a real Young Master, don't think that you are really the same kind of people. ”
Shen Qingsheng looked unruly and said nothing.
Shen Shouxing was too lazy to say any more, "That's all I have to say, you are not allowed to offend Taixu Sect's ink paintings again, otherwise I will put you in solitary confinement and stop your spiritual stone expenses for three months."
Shen Qingsheng was anxious, "Dad, I am your biological son! If you don't want to help me, why are you turning your elbows outward to protect that little..."
Shen Shouxing's eyebrows changed, and he became powerful without anger.
Shen Qingsheng knew that his father was really angry and immediately did not dare to say anything more, but he also had a stubborn look on his face.
Shen Shouxing sighed and waved his hand, "Go down."
"Yes..." Shen Qingsheng curtly saluted and then withdrew.
Shen Shouxing looked at Shen Qingsheng's back and frowned. When Shen Qingsheng left, he waved to him, summoned a confidant, and ordered:
"Go and watch, don't let He acted recklessly.”
“Yes, elder.”
The confidant went down.
Shen Shouxing stood in the gorgeous but empty study room, feeling that everything was complicated but his heart was empty.
“I have worked so hard to get to this point. I don’t know how much price I have paid, I don’t know how much humiliation I have endured, I don’t know how many sacrifices I have made...”
“In the end...all of this is what it is. What is it for..."
Shen Shouxing murmured with lonely eyes.
……
Taixu Gate.
I practice ink painting as usual, take classes and draw formations.
When he was free, he sent a letter to Gu Changhuai and asked about Fan Jin.
"Fan Diansi?"
"Well," Mo Hua said, "In encircling and suppressing the Demon Sect, he has no merit but hard work. He should have a lot of merit. Why does he want to be leveled? Daotingsi doesn’t agree either?”
Gu Changhuai did not answer, but asked curiously: "How did you and Fan Diansi know each other?"
That's all the elders of the sect. He is a disciple of the sect, and he is favored by the ancestor. Get to know him more. Some are normal too.
How come he can even recognize Dianji from a remote place now?
Is this communication skill a bit too much?
Mo Hua said: "We met by chance. After drinking tea and having a meal together, we got to know each other."
Gu Changhuai fell silent.
Mo Hua asked again: "Why doesn't Dao Tingsi agree with Pingtiao?"
Gu Changhuai thought for a moment and said: "I asked, it seems that someone from above was beaten. "Hello."
"Hello?" Mo Hua pondered. , "Have you said hello to prevent Fan Diansi from being transferred out of Gushan City?"
"It's possible, but there's another possibility..." Gu Changhuai said in a deep voice, "It's all the current executive officers in Gushan City. , Dian Si and Zhang Si cannot be transferred.”
Mo Hua's heart trembled slightly, and he became more and more certain that there was a problem in Gushan City, and it might be a big problem.
"Who said hello? The Shen family?" Mo Hua asked.
"Not necessarily." Gu Changhuai said.
Mo Hua didn't quite understand, so Gu Changhuai explained to him: "Daotingsi involves the authority of the Taoting. The people in it are complex. Sometimes it is difficult to see a person's purpose and purpose just from the surface. Position."
"There is someone not named Shen, but he may work for the Shen family."
"There is someone surnamed Shen, but he may be seeking the interests of other families."
"Power is changing, interests are changing, and people's positions are also changing. It's hard to distinguish between true and false."
"Oh..." Mo Hua muttered in his heart.
Uncle Gu looked at his low emotional intelligence, but he didn’t expect that he knew a lot.
Gu Changhuai said with some confusion: "Why are you asking these questions? Fan Jin asked you to inquire?"
"No, I'm just curious, so I asked you." Mo Hua said.
Gu Changhuai was noncommittal.
"By the way, Uncle Gu," Mo Hua thought for a while and then asked, "What do you think of Fan Diansi?"
"What do you mean?"< br>
"Character and ability, and future in Daotingsi."
Gu Changhuai pondered for a moment and said: "Fan Jin is a smart man, hard-working and willing to fight hard. He has the ability." Naturally not bad.”
"But the problem is that he comes from a bad background, has no one in the Taoist court, and has average qualifications. The skills he has cultivated and the magic weapons he has raised are somewhat inferior. Without a great opportunity, I am afraid it will be difficult to have any prospects... ”
Gu Changhuai said it very clearly.
He is a Tonsi who comes from a noble family. He has always taken the lead and has come into contact with many people. He probably knows who they are, what fate they have, and whether there is a way out.
Mo Hua nodded.
"Do you have any other plans?" Gu Changhuai asked Mo Hua.
Based on his understanding of ink painting, it is impossible for ink painting to become interested in one thing for no reason. If he asked, he would definitely have his own plan.
"It's nothing, just..." Mo Hua paused for a moment and thought of a way to say, "Forge a good relationship."
In the dining room, Fan Jinneng stood up despite the pressure from the Shen family. If he helps himself, Mo Hua will naturally accept his favor.
If others are good to him, he will be good to others.
When others treat him badly, he treats others badly.
Repay kindness with kindness and repay hatred with straightness.
This is the benchmark for doing things.
Therefore, it is reasonable for him to help Fan Diansi within his ability.
At the same time, Shen Xiuyan's story about Elder Shen also made Mo Hua understand something more clearly:
It is to do more good deeds, accumulate more negative virtues, form more good ties, and have multiple causes and effects. If the elder Xiu hadn't helped him in Nanyue City and didn't know him as a "good person", then he would have really been doomed when he met his uncle.
Therefore, there should be multiple good causes and many good fruits.
If you are in good ways, you will get many help, but if you are in bad ways, there will be few. In this way, if you encounter danger in the future, there will be people willing to help you, so that you will not be alone and at the end of the road.
Master suffered this loss back then.
I am Master's disciple and I will never suffer the same losses as Master.
The ink painting deeply serves as a warning.
Gu Changhuai nodded.
The reason of "making a good relationship" makes sense, but he doesn't understand that there is a deep secret hidden in the three words of Mo Hua.
"By the way," Mo Hua remembered another thing, "Uncle Gu, the leader of the Demon Sect, do you have any clues?"
He still remembered his Four-Elephant Blue Dragon Formation.
When talking about this matter, Gu Changhuai also frowned, "Not yet, the leader of the Demon Sect seems to have disappeared, and there is no trace anywhere..."
Mo Hua also murmured in his heart.
Where can such a big devil hide...
"The Dao Tingsi will investigate this matter. You can practice with peace of mind." Gu Changhuai said again as usual.
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.
Mo Hua also knew in his heart that the big devil in the late Jindan period was indeed not something he could provoke, but the opportunity of the Four Elephants Blue Dragon Formation lay with this devil.
He had no choice but to ask questions to see if there would be any opportunity to fish in troubled waters and make a mistake.
Of course, this hope is actually very slim.
And, as time goes by, it gets slimmer and slimmer.
Mo Hua sighed.
"Let's find out what happened in Gushan first..."
...
The next day, Mo Hua called Xie Ling.
Xie Ling comes from the Xie family in Genzhou, and his family has passed down the art of Kanyu and the secret formation of Yin and Yang Feng Shui.
As soon as he heard that Mo Hua was looking for him, Xie Ling ran over happily and said enthusiastically: "Little senior brother, do you have something to do with me?"
As a junior brother, he usually He received a lot of care from Mo Hua. Whether it was bounties, monster hunting, or formation practice, he received Mo Hua's guidance.
Therefore, I really want to reciprocate and be of some help.
Mo Hua said: "I want to ask about tomb robbing."
Xie Ling was immediately startled, "Senior Brother, do you want to rob the tomb?"
"No," Mo Hua motioned for him to lower his voice, "Over at Daotingsi, we encountered a group of tomb robbers, but there are few clues. , I don’t know much about tomb robbing, so I came here Let me ask you."
"That's right," Xie Ling nodded, and then said seriously, "Senior brother, I must declare in advance that my Xie family is not a tomb robber."
" Did your parents ask you to say that?" Mo Hua said.
“Yes!” Xie Ling nodded, then immediately reacted and emphasized, “Our Xie family does not rob tombs.”
Cultivate the art of Kanyu, identify the energy veins of mountains and rivers, determine life and death tombs, and teach the secret array of Yin and Yang Feng Shui.
On the other hand, it is also the most suitable for tomb robbing.
The Xie family may not have done it, but they must deny it to the outside world, otherwise they will be in big trouble.
Mo Hua understood very well and patted Xie Ling on the shoulder, "I know, I just asked about tomb robbing."
Xie Ling, after all, had a "family background". After thinking for a moment, He opened his mouth and said:
"Tomb robbing... no, it is the art of Kan Yu, which is broad and profound and involves many categories."
"First of all, you must know how to distinguish the qi of heaven and earth, the intersection of yin and yang, how to see the situation of mountains and rivers, how to detect dragons hiding tigers, so Only then can we find a place with the best feng shui for monks to enter. Burial."
"For burial, you must build the tomb."
"There are many things to pay attention to in the cemetery."
"The overall layout, the orientation of the coffin, and the structure. Killing bureau, tomb statue, corpse dissection pattern...etc."
Xie Ling talked a lot, and then said embarrassedly: "However, I only know a rough idea of these, not a master."
"When I was in my hometown, I was not yet an adult, and my parents wouldn't let me I just know it through my ears and eyes..."
"It's already very good," Mo Hua praised.
If Xie Ling didn't tell him the knowledge about these tombs, his eyes would be completely black.
There are specialties in the art industry.
Especially in this kind of monastic family, the knowledge passed down from generation to generation has always been kept secret from outsiders.
Xie Ling was greatly encouraged by the praise and talked a lot like he was pouring beans.
“The layout of the tomb needs to be secretive and strong, which inevitably involves formations.”
“With the blessing of these formations, the tombs can last for thousands of years or even ten thousand years. and immortal "
"At the same time, by using the formation pattern, we can hide the energy, melt the yin and turn the yang, cover up the cause and effect, and make the tomb and the earth integrated, dormant in the earth's veins for thousands of years, and will not be disturbed by others. Discover.”
"After all, if a monk's tomb is easily discovered, it will be coveted by others. Unless it is an ancestral tomb in a forbidden area of a family, with an expert guarding it, it will only be stolen sooner or later."
"Among the tombs, The most important formation is undoubtedly Yin Yang Feng Shui Secret Formation, this is the Xie Family Secret Formation. I haven’t learned it yet, and I don’t know what the formation diagram is.”
“In addition, there are Yin Formation and Earth Formation, which are also very important... …”
Mo Hua’s heart moved.
Yin formation, could it be the Yin-Yang type Liangyi formation?
And the earth formation...is related to the Tao Yun of the earth?
Mo Hua thought silently, with some emotion in his heart.
The world is huge and the formations are endless. As expected, there are still many new and mysterious formations scattered in the corners of the world that he has never learned or even had little contact with.
Unfortunately, Xie Ling's ambition is not in formations. He doesn't know much about these formations, basically just the names.
Mo Hua asked, but nothing came out.
However, what Xie Ling said still provided a lot of ideas for Mo Hua.
"Feng shui, mountain topography, tombs..."
"Reinforced with formations to hide Qi..."
"Lonely mountain, tomb robbers..."< br>
“Evil fetus…”
Mo Hua frowned, feeling vaguely that these things should be related in some way.
There are not so many coincidences in this world.
In coincidence, there must be cause and effect.
It’s just the cause and effect here, there are too few clues, and the ink painting cannot yet be understood.
……
After that, Mo Hua could only continue to practice and take classes.
Two days later, he went to Demon Refining Mountain again.
The selection for the Sword Discussion Conference is still proceeding step by step, and is advancing step by step.
Before, it was one-on-one competition, but now on the Demon Refining Mountain, the disciples of the Taixu Sect have begun to divide into teams and compete five-on-five.
Because it is five versus five, the scene is bigger, spiritual weapons and spells are flying around, the battle is more intense, and the variables are greater. Sometimes the victory or defeat can only be decided by a thought.
But Mo Hua is still watching the show.
Everyone was busy, but he was the only one sitting aside, looking a little deserted.
Looking at it, Mo Hua silently made some comparisons in his heart.
The strength of the fellow disciples is steadily improving. If they continue to work hard like this, they will probably be even better before the Sword Discussion Conference.
Whether it is cultivation or Taoism, he will be stronger than now.
But I can’t do it anymore.
Just like this, if you do nothing, your "hard power" will basically not improve at all by the time of the Sword Discussion Conference.
At most, it is just one or two extra weeks of spiritual power cultivation, which will not help at all.
Others are getting stronger, but he remains unchanged.
This is equivalent to him becoming weaker.
The ink painting looks solemn.
Heaven moves in good health, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement.
Since you are studying in Qianzhou, you should work hard and strive for self-improvement.
This kind of thing that not only does not make progress but actually regresses will never be allowed to happen.
Ink painting fell into deep reflection.
A few days later, at the end of the day, he prepared everything, carried his storage bag, left the sect again, and set foot on the road to Gushan City.
……
Elder’s residence.
Xun Ziyou met Mr. Xun and sighed: "This kid started running around again."
Mr. Profoundly, after a moment he said lightly:
"Forget it, a real dragon can't be raised in the shallows."
"Let him play by himself..."
(End of this chapter)