Chapter 943: Mysteries (Additional update for the leader of the alliance, Mr. Jia Ling~)
"Ancestor, you can really rest assured..." Xun Ziyou frowned.
He is only in the late stage of foundation building, not in the late stage of golden elixir. It is fine in the second-level state boundary. Once he reaches the third-level state boundary, there are too many dangers.
Especially in some situations, there are real dangers, and he, an elder in the late stage of Jindan, may not be able to grasp them.
Mr. Xun was silent for a moment, sighed slowly, and asked without answering:
"Do you think Mo Hua will stay at my Taixu Gate?"
Xunzi You was startled, "You mean... will he enter the inner gate?"
Xun Lao The gentleman nodded.
Xun Ziyou thought for a moment and said: "I think so... He is the leader of the formation path. Although his spiritual roots are a bit lacking, his talent for formation is really unparalleled, and he has established the Taixu Sect for me. With many meritorious deeds and due to emotions and reasons, the sect will accept him into the inner sect. ..."
"The elders of the sect also like this child very much. Mo Hua gets along well with his fellow sects and is very familiar with the elders. He does not enter the Taixu inner sect. , can we go to other sects? ”
Mr. Xun shook his head, "This child is destined to never stay in Taixu Sect..."
Xun Ziyou was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask more, and just said:
"If you don't enter the inner gate, you have to go out and travel. I have to find a way to form elixirs myself..." Xun Ziyou frowned, feeling deeply worried, "It would be too hard to sleep in the open air, and I don't know how many dangers you will encounter..."
< br>It's not just "dangerous".
Mr. Xun did not say anything clearly.
Almost no one in the Taixu Sect knows the true origin of the ink paintings.
With the great cause and effect at hand, the crisis he will face in the future will be even more terrifying.
It’s so terrible that ordinary people can’t even imagine it.
The enemy standing opposite him is also incredibly strong.
“It can be protected for a while, but it cannot be protected for a lifetime...”
Old Mr. Only by going through dangers, going through trials, finding opportunities in dangerous and desperate situations, and moving forward step by step can we truly rise from the ashes and become stronger.”
< br>"Masters, elders, treasures, these are all external, the 'power' given by others."
"Only by truly relying on one's own knowledge, experience, agility and strength can one survive disasters and survive." Turning misfortune into good fortune is what makes you truly 'powerful'"
"It is only when a sword is tempered that it has its true edge."
Xun Ziyou looked solemn, and then nodded with deep understanding.
Monks who are pampered and privileged often cannot withstand hardships and setbacks. When encountering real disasters, their Taoist hearts will easily be broken.
Ordinary people only admire shallow things like a monk's spiritual roots, blood, family background, and appearance.
I don’t know that what is truly precious to a monk is actually an indomitable Taoist heart that has endured hardships.
This kind of Taoist heart is difficult to cultivate without tempering.
"The ancestor has great foresight," Xun Ziyou said, "I don't care what Mo Hua wants to do."
Xun Ziyou stood up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Mr. Xun again.
"Stop."
Mr. Xun said: "I didn't ask you to really ignore it."
"We can't really ignore everything."
Mr. Xun said. He thought about it in his heart for a while, but he still couldn't bear it.
The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.
This is indeed true, but he is from the Taixu Sect, and Mo Hua is such a precious disciple. If he is really injured by a bump, or someone accidentally dies...
< br>Just thinking about it makes Mr. Xun feel heartbroken.
What's more, unlike other geniuses, Mo Hua doesn't have a talisman of longevity on him.
Without this thing, there can be no negligence at all.
If something goes wrong, it will be doomed.
If you want to get it back, it will be too late.
Mr.
But Taixumen does not have the hole of "the old man is about to die".
Even if there were, how could someone with no connection or relationship waste their energy to plant a longevity charm for an unrelated child like Mo Hua?
Mr. Xun thought about growing it himself.
But there are only a few Dongxu in Taixu Sect, and he is the only one who is proficient in formations and knows the secrets of heaven.
At this time, in the border of Qianxue State, the sky is dark, a storm is coming, the situation is strange and dangerous.
Many major events still need to be planned by him personally.
His old bones will continue to burn to continue the fire of the sect.
It is impossible to sacrifice one’s origins and abandon one’s path just for the sake of ink painting to plant this talisman of longevity.
Then we can only think of other ways.
"If Mo Hua goes out to travel, away from Taixumen and Qianzhou, the mountains are high and the rivers are far away. I can't worry about it, and I can't control it even if I want to."
"But at least there should be a back-up near the border of Qianxue State to protect him."
Mr. Xun took out a pure white jade pendant and handed it to Xun Ziyou.
"The Taixu Liangyi Lock is the most precious treasure of my Taixu Sect. It is now hung around Mo Hua's neck to protect his cause and effect."
"This jade pendant is the same as Taixu's. The two locks are matched and can sense part of his causal energy. "
"If this jade pendant is white, it means everything is safe, and there will be no surprises in Mo Hua."
"If it's light red, there's a small crisis; if it's dark red, there's a big crisis;"
"If it's black," Mr. Xun's eyes darkened, "...that's a sign of death!"
Xun Ziyou looked stern.
Mr. , you must keep him at all costs."
Xun Ziyou took the jade pendant solemnly, feeling heavy in his heart.
Although it is a third-grade state boundary, if nothing unexpected happens, he, a sword cultivator elder in the late Jindan stage of Taixu Sect, should be able to handle any crisis.
But don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected.
What if something went wrong and something went wrong in Mo Hua? He couldn't cure it in time. Even if he lost his life afterwards, it wouldn't help.
"Ancestor, what if something goes wrong...I can't save it?" Xun Ziyou asked with a frown.
Mr.
Xun Ziyou's heart skipped a beat.
This is the second time that the ancestor has mentioned the Void Sword Order.
Using the Void Sword Order is enough to show the status of Mo Hua among the ancestors.
In other words, it is the importance of ink painting to Taixumen.
But Xun Ziyou is still a little confused, "The boundaries of the third-level states have realm restrictions. Even if the Void Sword Order is crushed, the void cannot be broken..."
"You don't have to worry about it, I have my own arrangements." Mr. Xun said calmly.
Xun Ziyou didn’t know what his ancestor had planned, but he didn’t dare to ask.
Mr. Xun pinched his fingers slightly, moved his brows slightly, and said: "It's getting late. You should set off early and follow me secretly. You are familiar with this matter..."
After Xun said The old gentleman added: "Don't be like before. In the late stage of Jindan, even a foundation-building disciple can be seen..."
Xun Ziyou was a little ashamed, "Yes, I will definitely do this this time." Be careful..."
Mr. Xun waved his hand and said, "Go."
Xun Ziyou took the order.
The elders were in the middle, leaving only Mr. Xun.
He looked at the chaotic and confusing Tianji Compass in front of him, frowning, and after a long time, he slowly sighed and said:
"I can only protect you here. It’s reached the point..."
"Whether the opportunity for this trip is big or small, whether the luck is good or bad, you can only look at yourself..."
...
On the mountain road at the border of Qianxue Prefecture, Mo Hua sat Riding the carriage, we walked towards the remote Gushan City.
About half a day later, Mo Hua arrived at Gushan City.
The dilapidated city was built close to the mountain. The rocks are dark and the trees are desolate. From a distance, there is nothing unusual, but the ink painting always feels that there is something weird hidden in the mountain.
After entering Gushan City, Mo Hua first went to find Shen Xiuyan.
In a hidden teahouse private room, Shen Xiuyan handed a storage bag to Mo Hua.
"Everything you want is in the bag. But time is urgent and my authority is limited. I only found some corner items, and some of them are fragmentary, which may not be useful."
Shen Xiuyan whispered to Mo Hua.
Mo Hua took the storage bag, glanced at it, and said, "Thank you."
"It would be great if I can help you, sir," Shen Xiu said, then with a hint of apology on his face, "I can't wait for long."
He is the elder of the Shen family, and Mo Hua is the genius of the Taixu Sect.
Although the relationship between the Shen family and the Taixu Sect is not as strong as fire and water, it can still easily arouse suspicion if someone is interested.
In particular, in a sense, Shen Xiuyan was indeed "selling out" the Shen family.
Once discovered, it is impossible to explain.
Mo Hua also understood this, he cupped his hands and said: "Elder Xiu, please help yourself, I won't send it away."
Shen Xiuyan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, bowed, and left.
Mo Hua was the only one left in the teahouse.
Mo Hua thought for a while, but did not leave. Instead, he directly opened the storage bag and drank tea while reading the file that Shen Xiuyan handed him.
The teahouse is quiet and undisturbed.
Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness was strong and he was very focused on reading. In just half an hour, he roughly browsed through all these files and then fell into deep thought.
The file records the beginning and end of the Shen family's mining of the Gushan mineral deposits, which lasted for hundreds of years and involved all aspects, including the transfer of monks, project arrangements, spiritual weapon structures, spiritual contract regulations, and mineral flows. Prices of spiritual stones, estimates of copper mine stocks, surname genealogy of casual cultivators...etc.
It even includes several conflicts between the Shen family and the casual cultivators.
These dossier documents cover a wide range, but are relatively fragmented. They are fragments of some mining events in different time periods spanning hundreds of years.
Through these, Mo Hua had a preliminary and specific impression of the mine.
But the deeper truth still cannot be discovered, and the whole picture cannot be glimpsed.
The only person that Mo Hua cares about is the "orphan" of Gushan City.
Mo Hua looked through the files and found that during a certain period of time, the number of orphans in Gushan City increased sharply, but there was no record of what happened before and after.
I don’t know if it’s the situation of casual cultivators, but no one cares about it, so no one records it specifically. There is still a file record, but it was sealed by the Shen family.
Or... was it destroyed directly?
Mo Hua frowned slightly, feeling more and more confused.
"What did the Shen family do in Gushan?"
"Could the Shen family's affairs be related to the evil fetus?"
"The cunning rabbit has three caves and one mountain. One water, one person... Is there really an evil fetus hidden in the lonely mountain? "
"If it is hidden, then where will this evil fetus be hidden?"
For the rest of the time, Mo Hua spent the rest of the time carefully reading these files, trying to find some clues.
But I turned over and over and found nothing.
Mo Hua decided to go to the Shen family’s hilltop to see it in person.
He did not call Master Gu, but planned to go alone.
He knew the stealth technique, so it was more convenient for him to investigate invisibly. Moreover, he didn't really want to implicate Master Gu.
He has the Taixu Sect as his backer. Here in Gushan City, he has nothing to worry about and can come and go freely.
But Master Gu is different. He has a low status in the Gu family, and he also has to take care of the livelihood of the apprentices in the weapon refinery. If he can escape, the monk cannot escape the temple. If he really goes against the Shen family, he will definitely be punished. If you seek revenge, you will be in big trouble.
The ink painting has also been estimated.
Although Gushan City is a third-grade place, it is a very poor third-grade territory.
The golden elixirs that come and go are generally in the early stages.
His movement skills now incorporate the Stealth Technique, Water Step and Water Shadow Phantom. Facing the monks in the early stages of the Golden Elixir, even if he cannot defeat them, he can still run away.
Mo Hua thought it over, tidied up a bit, and then disappeared into the lonely mountain alone.
......
At the same time that Mo Hua entered Gushan, Shen family and Shen Xiuyan of Gushan City had already got on the carriage and were preparing to return to Xiaolingmen.
He handed over the Shen family files, even some less important files, to Mo Hua, which was regarded as "leaking secrets".
Although it is not a big mistake, it is better to do less than to do more.
After the matter is done, get out as soon as possible to avoid getting involved.
And, to be honest, when he saw Mo Hua now and thought about his origin, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened. He really didn't want to deal with Mo Hua.
Shen Xiuyan drove the car and prepared to return to the clan.
But after the carriage took a few steps, it met a person head-on.
This man has an ordinary appearance, but an extraordinary momentum. He is dressed as an elder of the Shen family. He is the powerful elder of the Shen family, Shen Shouxing.
"Xiuyan?" Shen Shouxing said.
Shen Xiuyan had to come out to say hello, "Brother Shouxing."
"Returning to the sect so early?" Shen Shouxing asked.
"The sect has something to do."
Shen Shouxing nodded, and then said: "I have something to ask you, please come with me."
Shen Xiuyan felt a little uneasy, but Shen Shouxing's cultivation level was higher and he had more power than him, so he didn't dare to refuse.
Although the two have some personal relationships, they are from aristocratic families, and friendship cannot outweigh their interests.
"Okay." Shen Xiu said.
The two went to the living room, and someone served tea.
Shen Shouxing stepped back and saw no one around. He was silent for a moment and then said to Shen Xiuyan: "A few years ago, you asked for a hexagram for me..."
"A hexagram? ”
Shen Xiuyan was startled, then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought it was about Mo Hua, but it turned out to be a false alarm...
"That hexagram says," Shen Shouxing frowned and asked, "I will only have one son in this life?"
Shen Xiuyan didn't know why Shen Shouxing mentioned this matter. After thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly understood.
He has lost his account and wants to open a new one.
Shen Xiuyan nodded, "That's right."
"This hexagram cannot be changed?"
Shen Xiuyan pondered for a moment and said: "I requested this hexagram from Xuanji Valley. The elders of Xuanji Valley said that the cause and effect are fixed. This is your fate. Whatever you do and the consequences you get, you can't change it. ”
Speaking of this hexagram, there is something strange about it.
Originally, he wanted to ask Old Man Wen to tell the fortune.
Old man Wen came from the Xuanji Valley. He had a treasure on his body called Sancai Yishuo Copper Coin. Not only could he predict events like a god, but he could also predict good and bad luck.
Back then, he followed Old Man Wen and Master Yun to Tongxian City, Nanyue City, and Lizhou City.
Along the way, thanks to his divination skills.
But after experiencing that incident and coming back, Old Man Wen was frightened. He said that he was afraid of being involved in strange cause and effect, so he taught himself the art of divination.
In fifty years, I will not ask about the secrets of heaven, nor look at the cause and effect, but I will survive.
He had no choice but to ask Old Man Wen for a recommendation and asked another elder of Xuanji Valley to do the fortune telling for Shen Shouxing.
At that time, after the Xuanji Valley elder finished calculating Shen Shouxing’s hexagram, his face turned livid and he said a lot of unpleasant things.
Shen Xiuyan couldn't tell Shen Shouxing the truth, so he could only use some "cause and effect" type of rhetoric to tell Shen Shouxing.
At the same time, he also told him: He will only have one son in his life.
But this hexagram is just a casual calculation.
Shen Xiuyan and Shen Shouxing didn't really pay much attention to it at first.
Cause and effect are illusory, and the hexagrams are just hexagrams after all, and they cannot explain anything.
But now, Shen Shouxing really only has one son. He was a Taoist companion on the surface, but he kept so many concubines secretly, and none of them showed signs of pregnancy.
This is a bit weird.
And now, his only son Shen Qingsheng is acting mischievously and causing trouble.
Educating people is like planting a tree, but if the tree grows crooked, you can still cut off the remaining branches and straighten them with an axe.
If the son is raised crooked, then it is really crooked. There is really no way to do it.
After Shen Xiuyan thought about it in his mind, he became somewhat considerate of Shen Shouxing, a powerful elder. "Do you want to... do another fortune telling?"
Shen Shouxing nodded, "Brother Xiuyan, please help me."
< br>"Then what if..." Shen Xiuyan considered, "will the hexagram image still be like this?"
Shen Shouxing frowned, "Then please ask Brother Xiuyan for help and ask if there is a way to 'go against the luck of the times and change your destiny'..."
"Go against the luck of the times and change your destiny..." Shen Xiuyan muttered After saying it once, he suddenly became a little lost, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask for you..."
"Thank you!" Shen Shouxing said with cupped hands.
The two of them finished chatting and had nothing else to say.
After Shen Shouxing drank the tea, he was about to get up and leave, but turned around and took a few steps, only to find that Shen Xiuyan was still sitting on the chair, motionless.
Shen Shouxing was a little strange and frowned and said, "Brother Xiuyan?"
Shen Xiuyan sat numbly, looking a little dazed. He seemed not to hear what he said and had lost consciousness of everything around him. .
"You..."
Shen Shouxing's brows furrowed even more.
At this moment, a deep voice sounded, "Don't forget it."
"What?" Shen Shouxing was startled.
Shen Xiuyan slowly raised his head, his eyes dim with a hint of gray, "I'll forget it for you... You only have this one son in your life."
Shen Shouxing touched Shen Xiuyan's eyes, and lost his concentration for a moment. Then his eyes darkened and he murmured in a low voice:
"I only have this son in my life."
Shen Xiuyan's voice was low and low. Weird: "If this son dies, you will have no descendants."
"If this son dies, I will have no descendants." Shen Shouxing did the same thing and repeated it.
And these words, like seeds, took root and sprouted in his heart...
"I only have this one son in my life."
"If this son dies, I will cut off my descendants..."
"I will cut off my descendants..."
Shen Shouxing's eyes flashed It was dark for a moment, then gradually brightened, and he regained his energy. He turned to look at Shen Xiuyan.
Shen Xiuyan was also a little surprised, then he stood up and cupped his hands and said, "It's getting late, I have to return to the sect."
"Then I won't keep Brother Xiuyan." Shen Shouxing also said.
"Farewell."
"Walk slowly."
The two of them were fine and separated.
Shen Xiuyan got on the carriage, with the clatter of hooves and slow wheels, he left Gushan City and drove towards Xiaolingmen.
The mountains on both sides passed by one by one.
Shen Xiuyan, who was in the car, was lost for a moment and suddenly frowned.
"Did I just... say something to Shen Shouxing?"
"It seems... I didn't say anything? Just a simple cup of tea?"
" That’s right, I have nothing to say to him.”
"I can't remember a bit..."
Shen Xiuyan shook his head, "Maybe he was too tired, or maybe he had too many dreams and was mentally sleepy..."
During this period, he I still have dreams occasionally.
I dreamed of the dark little ruined temple outside Lizhou City.
But this time it’s not a nightmare, and he won’t wipe his neck with a knife again.
It was just an ordinary dream, and everything in the dream was not so scary, not so dark, not so bloody.
The little ink drawing of the person roasting sweet potatoes in the dream became more and more vivid and vivid.
Shen Xiuyan breathed a sigh of relief.
He sat on the carriage with peace of mind and drove towards Xiaoling Gate.
It’s just that at this moment, he didn’t realize that in his dream, the figure in the ink painting became more and more distinct, and the figure of the Taoist in the shadow became more and more clear...
(End of this chapter)