Chapter 887: Return to Truth
At the same time, Qian Dao Sect, the elder’s room.
Mr. Tu, who wore the appearance of "Elder Shen", finished the day's teaching and returned indoors. He turned on the Shinto formation to block other people's perception. Then he sat alone at the desk and stared at the table. A ram's horn with pious eyes.
The dim candlelight shone on his gloomy face, looking eerie and terrifying.
"Ink painting..."
Mr. Tu muttered the name in a low voice and frowned.
"Where did this person... come from?"
"Why? This is the first time I heard this name, but it feels very familiar?"
"What is the origin of this kid?"
Mr. Tu took out a dagger, cut his finger, dripped blood on the sheep bone, and prayed silently in his heart.
After a moment, a blood shadow of a sheep's horn emerged from the cause and effect, and followed the cause and effect, tracing back to the past of the two words "ink painting".
His real name, his origin, his parents, his past...
Before he could get a glimpse of the truth, there was a meaning of Taixu, flowing seamlessly, Yin and Yang, It's like swimming fish merging with each other, sealing the cycle of cause and effect, blocking the blood shadow of the sheep's horns from cause and effect, and sealing up all the truth.
Mr. Tu frowned.
"The powerful power of Yin and Yang..."
"The Taixu Sect still has such an ancient secret treasure..."
He wanted to try to break through the two ritual locks, but after a slight hesitation, he gave up.
“If you don’t borrow the power of the God Lord, set up an altar to cast spells, and use a large number of sacrifices as a matchmaker, you can’t break this heavenly secret lock...”
“And it’s not the time to see Tu Qiong Dagger yet. , Don’t make a big show of it.”
Mr. Tu stopped prying.
But he always had a feeling that this formation monster named "Mo Hua" was definitely not an ordinary person.
It is very likely that it is related to the fierce god of Taixumen.
Mr. Tu wiped the blood on his fingers, pondered for a moment, and his pupils suddenly trembled.
"That's right...the spiritual consciousness has transcended the level!"
"Ordinary monks, whose spiritual consciousness is limited by the great road and has no method of cultivation, cannot possibly transcend the level."
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"This evildoer must have been blessed by the 'fierce god' and borrowed the divine will of the fierce god. This allowed his spiritual consciousness to surpass a full three levels. In the middle stage of foundation building, he was able to draw the foundation building The peak formation..."
"These spiritual consciousnesses are not his, but came from him praying to the 'Fierce God' and being rewarded by the Fierce God!"
"In other words, This boy is a 'god's favored one' just like me."
"No, his level of god's favor is far higher than mine. It is even possible that he was chosen by Taixu Fierce God since he was a child. A 'companion' who is qualified to walk with the gods is a true 'servant of the gods.'"
Mr. Tu felt both envy and jealousy in his heart.
His status in the God of the Great Wilderness, which he believed in, was far inferior to that of this boy named Mo Hua.
Although he is also favored by the God, this is only the most ordinary favor.
Unlike this kid, he can reach beyond the third level of spiritual consciousness, which is almost equivalent to receiving the highest "blessing" from the gods.
But in this way, his formation talent is not so shocking.
“He is just a lucky kid who is favored by the ‘gods’. With the blessing of the fierce god and the bonus of his spiritual thoughts, he got the first place in the formation...”
Mr. Tu sneered.
And, in a sense, this is a good thing.
This feared Taixu fierce god finally "turned from darkness to light" and began to show its flaws.
His core "believers" have also begun to be exposed.
“We must hurry up...”
Taking advantage of the period when Taixu Fierce God was parasitized by the Divine Fetus of the Divine Lord, all plans had to be moved forward...
When he thought of this, Mr. Tu felt heartbroken again.
The price paid for plotting against this fierce god is too high...
A large number of demons who were carefully raised were stolen by this fierce god and controlled by this fierce god to die. None of them survived.
On the blood-sucking list, those minions of the God Lord who had been raised for so long were all wiped out by this fierce god. I don’t know what means he used.
These minions are Mr. Tu’s hard work.
Relying on the name of the elder of the Qian Dao Sect, he made friends everywhere and looked for candidates. After secretly developing for so many years, he cultivated such a large number of people who were deeply rooted in the Qianxue state boundaries and connected with each other. Not only the sect A "minion" of the evil god who was born in a sect and was protected by the Dao Tingsi. He was also able to wander in the darkness and commit many crimes.
These minions can both provide sacrifices to the God Lord.
Their own sins are also the best sacrifices for the Lord God.
Originally, everything was developing according to plan, but in just a few years, these minions were either caught or killed, causing a large number of losses.
Now, everything has been wiped out from the root, not a single one is left.
Mr. Tu’s heart was bleeding and he had strong fears.
The Taixu Sect and this fierce god are likely to be the biggest stumbling blocks in the God Lord’s recovery plan.
Mr. Tu’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression looked a little ferocious and distorted in the night.
"But, it doesn't matter..."
"In the game of foundation building, there are not many chess pieces left, so I lost."
"In this case, let's play the game of gold elixir or above..."
"It's not a pity to plan a big plan. It's time to use these assets..."
"The day when the Lord of God will wake up is coming soon..."
Mr. Tu's figure gradually shrouded in the shadows, Like a demon that chooses people to devour.
...
In the Qiandao Sect, the secret is secretly corrupting.
There are also shadows floating around within the boundaries of Qianxue Prefecture.
The waves caused by ink painting at the Dao Discussion Conference are far from stopping.
I don’t know how many thousands of miles away there are.
Daozhou, Tianshu Pavilion.
The old man with gray hair and beard was sitting on the high pavilion, dozing off in front of a chessboard. He seemed to be asleep but not asleep, seemed to be awake but not yet awake.
Like an ordinary old man who is mentally exhausted due to old age and often feels trapped.
A disciple quietly walked into the room, not daring to disturb Mr. Ge. Instead, he respectfully placed a jade slip on the table, then bowed and quietly retreated.
The jade slips are placed on the table.
There was silence.
Amidst the dense aroma, Mr. Ge was still dozing off.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Mr. Ge slowly opened his eyes, as if he had woken up. He turned his head slightly and saw the jade slip placed on the table, so he took it and took a look.
With only a glance, Mr. Ge paused.
“Qianxue Zhoujie, No. 1 in discussion of formations, ink painting of Taixu Gate, middle stage of foundation building, nineteen lines of spiritual consciousness...”
Mr. Ge's sleepiness disappeared instantly, and he could not help but perk up, and said slowly:
"In the middle stage of foundation building, nineteen lines, this is a strange thing..."
"He cultivated it himself. Or did you borrow it from something? "
"How did you do it yourself? If you borrowed it, where did you borrow it from?"
Ge Lao suddenly became interested. .
Qianxue discusses Taoism, which is held every three years, and there is a "leader" every three years.
This leader may be highly respected by ordinary monks.
But in Daozhou, in Tianshu Pavilion, especially in the eyes of him, the "Pavilion Elder" who has lived for an unknown period of time, it is a bit "tasteless".
Although he is a genius, there are such geniuses all over the world.
Talent is indeed unique, but self-interest is also the same as ordinary people.
If you watch too much, it will become boring.
But even so, it is indeed extraordinary that the spiritual consciousness exceeds the limit and exceeds the third level.
He, the pavilion elder, seems to have never seen him before.
"Let me do the math..."
Ge Lao stretched out his hand excitedly, and as soon as he twisted his fingers, he was stunned, and then he felt unhappy and frowned:
"Taixu Liangyi Lock? When did you become so generous..."
"When you lent it to me for a look, I was reluctant to part with it..."
Mr. Ge felt sour.
Then he became more curious.
“I’m afraid the cause and effect is not small if I’m willing to give up Liang Yisuo.”
If you don't pry into the details, you can reveal the secret lock, and even if you feel it a little bit, Taixu Sect won't know.
Mr. Ge made a formal gesture at this time, but after a moment of calculation, he paused again. There was already some surprise on his pale face:
"This... …How many layers of ‘vest’ are there?”
Why are the ingredients of Tianji so complicated?
Moreover, there are actually a few strands of cause and effect that feel familiar to me?
There are even some causes and effects that make him, the elder of the pavilion, jealous...
The elder of the pavilion looked surprised and a little unbelievable.
After a while, he slowly put down the half-kneaded hand and stopped counting. Instead, he looked at the name on the jade slip, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
“Ink painting...”
“I remember it.”
Then he murmured:
"However, the leader of the array... this way..."
The veteran Ge's pale eyes turned to the chessboard in front of him.
On the chessboard, a large number of chess pieces are intertwined, black and white are mixed, and it is difficult to separate them.
"...The situation has changed again?"
Mr. Ge stared at the chessboard, and as he looked at it, he suddenly saw three delicate dragons on the chessboard, with a faint appearance of fusion. He could not help but look slightly sluggish, and he slowly sat up straight and murmured: < br>
"No way..."
...
Inside the Taixu Gate.
The elder was in the middle, and the head of Taixu said to Mr. Xun: "Tai'amen and Chongxumen have been determined to lose the eight gates."
"The previous worries are correct. Tai'amen's 'Forged Sword' and Chongxu Sect's 'Sword Qi' are not pure enough and do not meet the standards of the Twelve Flows. In addition, the four major sects are obstructing them. Therefore, among the Twelve Flows, There is no place for them.”
“Tai’amen and Chongxumen will probably fall to the Qianxu Baimen...”
The head of Taixu sighed in his heart, and then felt a little lucky. .
If Mo Hua hadn't suddenly appeared out of nowhere and won the first place in the discussion formation with the qualifications of a monster, the Taixu Sect's situation might not be much better.
And that’s not all.
The head of Taixu sighed: "There are already many disciples of the Tai'a and Chongxu families who are preparing to withdraw."
Mr. Xun frowned, "Retreat?"
"Yes," said the head of Taixu, "Children of the aristocratic family, when they join the Tai'a Chongxu sect, they are aiming for the title of the 'Eight Gates'. Now the rankings of these two sects have slipped and will soon disappear. Among the hundreds of sects of Qianxue, these children of the aristocratic families with extraordinary backgrounds will naturally look for higher places..."
This is how the aristocratic family behaves, cold and snobbish.
Even if these children do not want to quit, their parents and elders in their families will force them to quit.
Old Mr. There are some who are very tied to the interests of the sect, and it is difficult to jump out of the boat."
"But this is only for now, it will be hard to say later."
"At least a large number of Keqing elders will resign. Some neutral elders are probably also secretly looking for new homes..."
Headmaster Taixu shook his head, "The sect is restructuring, sailing against the current, and not advancing. If you take this step back, it will be difficult to climb up in this surging current. ”
"What's more, a group of core disciples have left, a group of elders have left, and the titles of the Eight Gates will no longer exist, and the quality of the disciples recruited will also decline. This is almost a deadlock. Tai'amen and Chongxumen will probably not be able to do so again in the future. It’s hard to raise my head..."
Head Taixu said with emotion and some sympathy.
Mr. Xun nodded and said, "Okay."
Headmaster Taixu almost thought he heard wrong, "Okay?"
Mr. Xun nodded, "Very good."
The head of Taixu was stunned.
Aren’t the three sects from the same origin and connected with the same Qi? What's going on, Ancestor, are you still gloating over misfortune?
Mr. br>“These two families have quite strong bones, but if they can take a breath, they are not so easy to talk to.”
The head of Taixu pondered for a moment, and suddenly his heart jumped, "Ancestor, you won't..."
Mr. Xun shook his head, "Look at the situation, don't say anything yet."
Tai The virtual leader could only nod, and couldn't help but admire him. The ancestor was worthy of being an ancestor. Not only did he have far-sighted thoughts, deep plans, and courage, but his appetite was also unimaginable...
Of course, this matter It's not that simple either.
The resistance from all aspects is huge, and there are still many things that need to be planned.
Old Mr.
"Mo Hua? What's wrong with him?" Mr. Xun looked serious.
The head of Taixu was silent for a moment and asked: "Ancestor, do you know how many merits this child has now?"
Mr. Xun was startled, "How many? Tens of thousands?" ”
"Four hundred and eighty-six thousand nine hundred and twelve points..."
The head of Taixu reported an extremely astonishing number.
Mr. Winning the ranking in the Taoism Conference will reward you with four times the merit. "
"At that time, the Taixu Sect was in danger, and we could only sink the boat, but I didn't expect that the kid Mo Hua suddenly appeared and shocked the world. Got first place in the exam..."
"The meritorious service of the Taoist leader was already extremely rich. Now it has been quadrupled. In addition, he also had many meritorious deeds. The total is terrible..."
At that time, he went to check During the meritorious service, when I saw the number of ink paintings, I almost thought I was blind.
Which sect’s disciples, only in the middle stage of foundation building, can earn 480,000 meritorious deeds?
Four hundred and eighty thousand...
Headmaster Taixu said silently: "Based on his current merits, if he saves for another one or two years, I am afraid that he will be able to do it before he graduates. Just enter the inner gate and become an 'elder'."
Even Mr. Xun took a breath.
His thoughts were all focused on the formation, and he completely forgot about the balance of "merit points".
Inadvertently, I gave this child too much.
The key is, it cannot be taken back yet.
Which ancestor would deduct merit points from his own disciples?
Old Mr. It's in his hand, why don't you show it to him?
Mr. But don’t show it to him. If he wants to ask, just say that his merit points exceed the sect’s authority. Just don’t tell him the specific amount.”
"If you say a few more good words and praise him, once this child is happy, he will definitely not dig into the details."
"Anyway, he has always had many meritorious deeds, and he can't use them all. He won't Tangled."
Headmaster Taixu nodded blankly, but also felt a little worried, "Is this... really possible?"
"Don't worry," Mr. Xun said.
How can he not know the character of Mo Hua?
And, that's not a bad thing.
I didn’t deduct his merits, I just didn’t tell him for the time being to prevent him from becoming proud and neglectful because of his too many merits.
Headmaster Taixu nodded.
It’s just that his heart is somewhat complicated.
They, an ancestor and a sect leader, work together to deceive Mo Hua, a young disciple, which always feels a little bad...
...
The disciple is in the middle.
Mo Hua also frowned.
He had a vague premonition:
“Someone is trying to trick me?”
But after he thought about it carefully for a moment, he didn't feel any malice, and there didn't seem to be any danger, so he didn't care.
The most important thing is that during these days, his premonitions about cause and effect have been frequently triggered.
It seems that many people are secretly calculating themselves.
He even felt that an "old grandfather" with unknown age, unfathomable aura, and terrifying karma looked at him with interest.
Of course, this premonition only lasted for a moment, and then it disappeared without a trace.
Nothing else happened after that.
As time went by, I didn’t pay much attention to ink painting.
But because there were so many people spying on him, Mo Hua was inevitably wary.
So these days, he has been following Mr. Xun's instructions, staying in Taixu Gate, practicing and learning formations with peace of mind, and not going anywhere.
He was writing a letter at this time.
This letter is for Elder Zheng.
Elder Zheng asked Zheng Fang to send a message to Mo Hua, saying that his Yundu was delayed and he would probably stay at the border of Qianxue Prefecture for several months.
In terms of formations, if Mo Hua has anything to ask or learn, you can go to him.
The ink painting is overjoyed.
But he couldn't go out and ask Elder Zheng for advice in person, so he could only write a letter to write down his doubts in the "Yuanci", or orthodox "Thunder Magnetic" formation, and ask Elder Zheng for advice. .
Famous teachers don’t come around often.
A famous teacher who is willing to teach himself is even more valuable.
Mo Hua cherishes this opportunity very much.
After writing the letter, Mo Hua handed the letter to Zheng Fang and asked him to deliver it to Elder Zheng on his behalf.
After that he went to class normally.
All the Taixu Sect disciples they met along the way were surprised and happy to see Mo Hua. Some called him "Little Senior Brother" and some called him "Junior Brother Mo" and greeted him one after another.
Now the entire Taixu Gate, from top to bottom, is real, and almost everyone doesn’t recognize the ink paintings.
First in terms of formation, leader in formation.
Not to mention the conditions of transcending the level of spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of foundation building, the identity of a formation "leader" is unique in the history of Taixu Sect
— - Because Taixu Sect is actually not good at "formation".
What's more, because the formation of Mo Hua is the first, Taixu Sect has directly ranked among the top three of the "Eight Gates", and together with all Taixu disciples, their "worth has increased."
Even if you go out and brag, you will still have a good face.
Ink painting is now just like the "lucky cat". Everyone smiles when they see it.
And more than that.
Since the fame of ink painting has risen, even if you stay in Taixu Gate, "Blessings" and "Blessings" are sent to Taixu Gate every day.
These invitations and gifts were sent by other aristocratic families and sects.
Some want to visit, some invite to parties, some want to make friends, some want to get married, and some even want to poach.
Most of the ink paintings were rejected.
Reciprocity should be reciprocated.
There is no such thing as just getting benefits in this world.
If you take someone else's gift now, it means you owe someone a favor, and you will have to pay it back in the future.
Ink painting is neither greedy nor stupid.
But having said that, ink paintings are still accepted as gifts from a few companies.
For example, the Gu family.
He often goes to the Gu family to have a meal, and has a good relationship with many elders and disciples of the Gu family, so the Gu family has to give them face.
Shangguan's family and Wenren's family also came with gifts.
Mo Hua thought for a while and refused to confiscate it.
Sure enough, a few days later, Wen Renwan personally came to Taixu Gate to deliver gifts to Mo Hua on behalf of the heads of the two families.
Mo Hua then accepted the gift.
Wen Renwan himself gave Mo Hua many things and showed great concern for Mo Hua.
Then she looked at the ink painting silently, with both relief and gratitude in her beautiful eyes.
She really didn’t expect that the child Mo Hua would give her such a great blessing.
Now her position in the Shangguan family is almost on the same level as Elder Shangguan Wang of the Ascension Realm.
Wen Renwan was filled with emotions.
Then she gave the ink painting careful instructions, and then reluctantly left the Taixu Gate.
Mo Hua also personally sent Wen Renwan to the mountain gate.
Mo Hua also accepted some gifts from other forces depending on the situation.
And many aristocratic sects, even if they did not accept the ink paintings, still showed their kindness to him over and over again and sent gifts to Taixu Sect.
So famous and prosperous, wealth is coming to your doorstep.
The ink paintings are also somewhat high-spirited.
But after a while, he realized that this was not good.
These are actually not what I really want.
What monks cultivate is "truth" and what they seek is "Tao".
Don't lose your normalcy because of fame and fortune, and let impetuousness and comfort corrode your Taoist heart.
What I want to pursue in the end is the mystery of formations, the laws of heaven and earth, the truth that understands all illusions, and the way to achieve immortality.
Only in this way can we change yin and yang, reverse life and death, glimpse the secrets of heaven, control cause and effect, survive thousands of calamities without dying, attain the Tao and become an immortal.
Fame and fortune may not really be a good thing.
If you are intoxicated with it, you will inevitably become lazy and step away from the true "Great Way".
Thinking about it from another angle, this is actually a test.
Not only will suffering sharpen the Taoist heart, fame and fortune and the temptation of wealth are also a kind of training for the Taoist heart.
Don't sink because of suffering, don't get lost because of fame and fortune.
Don’t lose, don’t forget, stick to your heart.
Without indifference, there is no clear ambition; without tranquility, there is no far-reaching goal.
No matter how external things change, whether circumstances are good or bad, you are still yourself.
Mo Hua was startled for a moment, then looked enlightened.
He only felt that his slightly impetuous mood before had slowly settled down again.
His Taoist heart has washed away a little of its luster and has become clearer and more determined.
"The mere ranking of the first in the formation and the leader of the formation are all in the past. It doesn't matter. What the monks want to pursue is a higher avenue!"
Mo Hua nodded. , I said silently in my heart.
Then he calmed down and continued to practice and learn the Tao as usual.
These old Mr. Xun all saw it.
He originally thought of letting Mo Hua "indulge" for some time before urging him to learn the formation.
After all, at such a young age, he has won the first place, gained fame, and been praised by all parties, so he should have some free and easy days.
Unexpectedly, not long after, Mo Hua began to study formations day and night as usual.
My eyes are clear and my temperament is calm, almost the same as usual.
It was as if he had never participated in any formation discussion conference, never conquered the four major sects, never became the leader of the formation, and did not have such a great reputation.
From the beginning to the end, he was just an ordinary young disciple of the sect who was obsessed with formations and devoted himself to seeking the Tao...
Mr. Xun was stunned for a long time, his pupils trembled slightly, and suddenly I remembered the eight words left by the ancestors of the Taixu Sect:
"The heart of the Tao is innate, return to nature..."
Mr. The ink painting looked like a child, and an inexplicable shock surged in my heart.
(End of this chapter)