Chapter 890 Meet the Junior Brother

The merger of the three sects is a foregone conclusion, but the specific measures need to be implemented step by step because they are too large.

The integration between sects must also be gradual.

In the beginning, it was just the elders teaching each other.

Then, the disciples visited each other to enhance communication.

The disciples of Tai'amen and Chongxumen went to Taixumen for sightseeing and exchanges and discussions.

Disciples of Taixu Sect can also visit Tai’amen and Chongxu Sect without any hindrance.

Ink painting naturally followed.

Although Mr. Xun asked him to try not to leave Taixumen to avoid being too pushy.

But now that the three sects have merged, Tai'amen and Chongxumen should also be counted as "Taixumen", so strictly speaking, visiting these two sects does not count as leaving Taixumen.

Moreover, Mo Hua has never entered Tai'amen and Chongxumen, and only glanced at them occasionally when passing by.

He really wanted to see the scenes inside these two sects.

In this way, Mo Hua followed the disciples of Taixu Sect and went to visit the two mountains of Taiachongxu.

I don’t know if I haven’t walked around, but I discovered during this walk that both Tai’amen and Chongxumen seem to be larger than Taixumen.

Especially Tai'amen, which is majestic and majestic, with mountains like black dragons and an extraordinary atmosphere.

Chongxu Gate is not that grand, but there are many tall towers, cloud eaves like peaks, celadon glazed tiles on the roof, sword energy entering the clouds and mist, and the atmosphere is majestic.

Coupled with the antique Taixu Gate.

The three sects come from the same origin, but each has its own merits.

Mo Hua couldn't help but be shocked.

Even, he couldn't help but think that even though it was divided into three sects, they could still have such a foundation and still rank among the eight sects.

How majestic was the ancient sect before the three sects were divided?

I'm afraid, it is really a giant that is so dominant that it is enough to make the imperial court fear...

Mo Hua thought longingly.

Just like this, he was thinking in his heart while walking around the mountain gate.

During this period, Mo Hua also met Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Mu.

The two of them are not opposed to the merger of the three sects.

Because of the ink painting, Linghu Xiao and the two have become very familiar with the disciples of Taixu Sect, even better than the disciples of their own sect.

In addition, Mo Hua, the "little senior brother" of Taixu Sect, saved their lives when they were in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, so the three of them had a life-long friendship.

And once the sects merge, they will be able to follow Mo Hua even more blatantly in the future.

Ink painting is naturally very happy.

Several people said hello and chatted together for a long time.

After chatting, Mo Hua walked around again. When he was about to leave Tai'amen and return to Taixu Mountain, he met Ouyang Feng.

The two naturally chatted for a while.

After chatting for a while and understanding some of the situation from Ouyang Feng, Mo Hua was surprised and said:

"Senior Brother Feng, are you going to travel away from the mountain?"

Ouyang Feng nodded and said with some shame: "In the sword competition, I failed to keep the ranking of the eight gates for Tai'amen, and I am ashamed of the teacher's expectations."

Mo Hua shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Feng, How can I blame you? "

A fence has three stakes, and a hero has three gangs.

Discussing swords is not as good as discussing formations. It is not up to one person to turn the tide.

During the Rouge Boat Incident, Tai'amen almost lost most of its elite disciples, and had to face the encirclement and suppression of the four major sects. In such a desperate situation, Brother Feng could do nothing even if he risked his life. To no avail.

For anyone else, this would be a helpless situation.

What's more, Senior Brother Feng himself is not following the path of extreme attack.

He has profound cultivation, is calm and reliable, and has comprehensive abilities.

It can attack and defend, advance and retreat, help contain and cover, advance as a vanguard, and retreat as a rear guard.

Although he is not outstanding in all aspects and is not the best, he is a "one-size-fits-all" teammate who can handle any situation and can make up for anything he lacks.

Because of this, he relies more on the right teammates.

It requires appropriate team formation and a tailor-made set of special tactics to fully utilize Brother Feng’s strengths.

Unfortunately, all the elite Tai Amen disciples have been lost, so we no longer have that condition.

The result is obvious. In the Sword Discussion Conference, Senior Brother Feng has to focus on both attack and defense. He has no skills at all. In the end, it is naturally difficult to do anything well.

Mo Hua felt very sorry.

If Senior Brother Feng hangs out with me, no, if he forms a team with me and participates in the Sword Discussion Conference.

Using the formation by himself is enough to upgrade all his abilities to a higher level, and with the help of some teammates, he will become a "hexagonal" warrior, definitely enough to compete with the top geniuses of the four major sects. High or low.

But, it’s a pity...

The three sects merged too late.

Moreover, Senior Brother Feng is one year ahead of me, so he can’t even make a team.

Mo Hua felt very sorry.

"Senior Brother Feng, are you going down the mountain now?"

Ouyang Feng shook his head, "It will take some time, there are still some things to deal with, but..." 
He glanced at Mo Hua again and praised sincerely:

“I didn’t expect you to be able to overwhelm the four major sects and become the leader of the formation. I often feel that I already know Junior Brother Mo You are outstanding, but I never expected that you are even more incredible than I expected..."

Mo Hua was a little embarrassed to be praised, so he waved his hands repeatedly and said humbly:

"It's just good luck, it's just a fluke, it's nothing."

Ouyang Feng laughed.

He pondered for a moment, breathed a long sigh of relief, and sighed: "Yes, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. If you are limited to a corner of work and learning, your vision and knowledge are not broad enough."

"It's time for me to experience it and see this vast world."

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.

When he traveled with his master, he learned a lot.

Practice the Tao for hundreds of years, read thousands of books, and travel thousands of miles.

Sometimes if you don’t go out, open your eyes, and look at this vast world, the pattern will inevitably be narrow, and you won’t be able to recognize the true Tao.

He also wants to walk more and see more when he has time.

But...

Mo Hua asked: "Senior Brother Feng, don't you wait until you finish forming the elixir before going out?"

"It's too late to go traveling after forming the elixir." Ouyang Feng said. , "Whether it's a family or a sect, once you form an elixir, you are considered a 'mainstay'. You have to work at home or in the sect, be responsible for affairs, or guard one side. You don't have so much free time."

"Moreover, in the later stage of foundation building, traveling to Jindan is actually the same. You can only hang out in the second-level state boundary."

"As soon as you are promoted to Jindan, you will go to the third-level state boundary, especially Daoting. State borders where jurisdiction is lax, laws are lax, and evil practices are everywhere are actually more dangerous.”

"Furthermore, forming an elixir is not that easy. Most monks will fail many times in forming an elixir."

"And if you want to form a good-looking golden elixir, you must not rush into it and must be well prepared. The foundation must be polished..."

"Is it like laying the foundation of Taoism when refining Qi?" Mo Hua asked.

Ouyang Feng shook his head and said: "It is more difficult than refining Qi. After all, it is pill formation. Even in big aristocratic families and sects, pill formation is a watershed and a big threshold for cultivating Taoism."

“If you advance, the sky will be brighter, but if you retreat, you may be stuck for a lifetime...”

"Oh..." Mo Hua nodded seriously.

Ouyang Feng looked at Mo Hua, a little worried, and said: "Junior brother Mo, I have a few words, which may be a bit abrupt..."

Mo Hua nodded: "Senior brother, tell me."

Ouyang Feng said sincerely: "Junior Brother Mo, you should pay more attention to your cultivation. The foundation of spiritual power is still very important."

"You have various methods in endlessly. I looked at it and felt amazed, but your spiritual power is too weak, which is a disadvantage after all.”

"The further you get to the back, the more so."

"Not to mention other things, even participating in the Sword Discussion Conference requires many fierce battles, which consumes a lot of spiritual power. If the spiritual power is weak, If you are born weak, you will be overstretched after just one or two fights.”

“When monks fight, sometimes the battle ends in a tug-of-war, and the battle is not about the merits of the Taoism, but purely about one’s spiritual power. Deeper. If you have deep spiritual power and can sustain it to the end, you will win. Otherwise, no matter how strong your Taoism is, you will only lose if you cannot defeat others."

Ouyang Feng understands this well.

In this sword discussion conference, Tai'amen was at a disadvantage in terms of manpower. In many games, he was "exhausted" of all his spiritual power, and that's why he lost.

"Also, junior brother, have you thought about the magic weapon?" Ouyang Feng asked again.

Mo Hua shook his head and said honestly: "I don't have a good idea yet."

Choose a natal magic weapon, this problem is tricky.

He has no inheritance, no top-quality spiritual weapons, and no time to nurture him since childhood.

Even his exercises are unique, and his system of Taoism is also new. Some methods were even learned by him through "crooked" learning, and there was no precedent for reference.

Therefore, most of Taixu Sect's existing inheritance of natal magic weapons are not suitable for his cultivation and abilities.

When Mo Hua had time, he also considered this problem, but after much deliberation, there was no good solution.

In addition, he still has a lot to learn, including swords, formations, and body movements. He doesn't have much free time, so he has to postpone the matter of his natal magic weapon for the time being.

Ouyang Feng said sternly: "Golden elixir monks rely on their natal magic weapon for most of their abilities. Forge a natal magic weapon that cultivates life and soul, blends soul and body, and combines it with a high-quality natal magic weapon. Golden elixir is almost as important."

"You need to make plans early..."

When Ouyang Feng said this, he laughed and said: "I may be talking too much, please don't take offense."

Mo Hua shook his head, "No, thank you, Senior Brother Feng."

These words did give him a wake-up call.

Some things should be put on the agenda earlier, or at least prepared in advance.

Everything will be successful if it is forewarned, and it will be ruined if it is not forewarned.

Don't wait until you are about to form the elixir before you have thought about your natal magic weapon.

The two chatted for a while, and Ouyang Feng left. Before leaving, he asked Mo Hua:

"Xiao Mumu is my only brother. He has a dull temperament and is more than tenacious. But the opportunity is not enough, I have to ask Junior Brother Mo to take care of me in the future."

Mo Hua said confidently: "Little wood, follow me, don't worry, Senior Brother Feng!"

Ouyang Feng couldn't help but laugh. Smiling, then with a solemn expression, he cupped his hands at the ink painting and said:

"I've been traveling here for a long time. I don't know how many years have passed. Junior Brother Mo, see you in the world."

Mo Hua felt reluctant to leave, and he also cupped his hands and said: "Senior Brother Feng, see you in the world!"

The two parted.

In the next few years, Mo Hua never saw his senior brother Ouyang Feng in Taixu Sect again.

Senior Brother Feng must have embarked on a journey of wandering alone, traveling around the world. Mo Hua felt sad and could only silently wish him a safe journey...

......

After a period of time, after several exchanges between disciples, elders preaching, intercommunication between the three orders, sharing of merits... and a series of step-by-step measures, the plan for the merger of the three sects was finally , is also being implemented bit by bit.

The process on Daoting's side has finally come to an end.

As long as the Tianquan Pavilion at the center of the Daoting finally stamps and confirms it, the matter will be finalized.

At that time, there will no longer be the three separate Tai'a, Chongxu and Taixu gates, but only the unified Taixu gate, the main sect of "three mountains and one lineage".

Inside Tianquan Pavilion.

Several bosses are chatting in the attic.

In front of them, there were numerous volumes and piles of jade slips.

These almost include the files of almost all the monastic forces within the nine major states that have reached a certain size and scale, and have been officially recognized by the Taoist court and have been designated.

A series of matters such as the designation, demotion, promotion, naming, name change, removal, etc. of these forces are all decided by the monks of Tianquan Pavilion.

Therefore, the Tianquan Pavilion monks have great power and are also extremely busy with their affairs.

At this time, several principals of Tianquan Pavilion were discussing the "merger of three sects" of Taixu Sect.

In the middle of the attic, there was an "old man" sitting.

This old man has a dull face, a sluggish expression, and his skin is like rotten wood. He is like a living puppet, mechanically stamping various files.

The several principals below were chatting among themselves, and no one paid any attention to the "old man".

......

"On the border of Qianxue Prefecture, the three sects of Tai'a, Chongxu and Taixu merged into one sect under the name of 'Taixu Sect'..." 
"This matter has been delayed for a long time. Mr. Ge has spoken and it will be completed today."

"But it is just some aftermath work. The superiors have already nodded, so there is no need. Let’s make a decision.”

"We are just principals. We want to make decisions, but we don't have the qualifications..."

"At least we have to get through to the prison."

"What are you thinking about? You can do whatever you want to be the prison. What can be done? To be honest, if ordinary monks can survive until they are in charge, forget about being a prisoner. Even if they survive, they will not be able to sit still."

"We Tianquan. The supervisors in the Pavilion are okay. Unlike Tianshu Pavilion, they are in charge of formations and secrets. They don’t have any ability. If they give you the supervisor’s position, you don’t dare to sit there, otherwise you will definitely be in bad luck.”

"Tianquan Pavilion is not simple either..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore and concentrate on work."

The attic was silent for a while.

But the work was boring. After a while, someone still said:

"Taixu Sect... By the way, these days, are there really separated sects who are willing to break up and reunite? What are you trying to do? What?”

“I can’t survive anymore...”

"I heard that Qianxue Zhoujie has been undergoing restructuring recently. The changes are frequent and the competition among the sects is fierce. It is estimated that they are about to fall out of the Eight Gates, so they have to merge and find a way out."

"No wonder..."

"It's so good, no matter how the system is changed, so many things have happened for nothing."

"People die for wealth, birds die for food, the same goes for sects, this We outsiders can’t understand the game inside.”

“That’s true...”

"However, since the three sects merged, why only use 'Taixu Sect' as the name?"

"This is not simple. Taixu Sect is now the most powerful and ranked highest, and haven't you heard, Taixu Sect There is also a formation monster in Xumen..."

"Monster?"

"Have you never heard of it?"

A boss shook his head, "I have been working overtime recently. I’m busy with the war in the Southern Wasteland, so I haven’t heard about it yet.”

Some people also asked: "What kind of monster?"

"You must be ignorant," the previous leader said, "During the Qianxue Prefecture boundary, during the Array Discussion Conference, a disciple of the Taixu Sect suddenly appeared. In the middle stage of foundation building, He drew the peak formation of the Nineteen Patterns and won the leader of the formation."

"This matter has even spread to our Daozhou..."

"Building the Foundation. In the mid-term, the nineteen pattern formation is fake, right?"

"Impossible..."

"Spiritual consciousness cannot be cultivated. Even if it is born, it cannot exceed this much. There must be something fishy. I don't believe it..."

"Even in my Daozhou, which is the center of Jiuzhou, there may not be many outstanding people. With such a genius..."

"You're so bragging."

"Qianxuezhoujie is so ignorant? What does it mean to have a third level of spiritual consciousness? This is outrageous. Can you believe everything?”

“Are the sects in the Qianxue State Realm trying to build momentum for the genius and bragging too much?”

"Indeed, I don't believe it either."

Several principals shook their heads.

Someone said: "However, the examiner of the Zhenzhen Conference came from Tianshu Pavilion in Daozhou. It is okay for you to doubt the Qianxue Sect, but it is impossible to question Tianshu Pavilion, right?" 
“That’s right...”

“Did you make a mistake?”

"What are you thinking? Fourth-level formation masters, they can also make mistakes? They are proficient in formations, I am afraid they have more files than we have reviewed..."

"Then...could it be true... Waiting for a wizard?"

"It's hard to say..."

"Speaking of which," one of the bosses asked, "What's the name of this monster..."

A The manager pondered: "It seems that the surname is Mo, and the name is... Mo Hua?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the principal shuddered suddenly and turned pale.

Everyone wanted to ask him something else, but it was obvious that they were a little stunned by his appearance, "What's wrong?"

"Why are you so pale?"

The principal With lingering fear in his heart, he pointed upward, "I feel like this puppet just... glanced at me?"

Everyone looked around and saw the "old man" in the center with a blank face. Using stiff movements, he stamped one file after another.

"What are you talking about? This is a puppet, not a human being..."

A supervisor said: "Be careful, what kind of puppet? According to the rules of my Tianquan Pavilion, I am respectfully called 'Master Puppet'..." 
"There are no outsiders here, why are you so particular?"

"Okay, even if you call me Master Puppet, isn't it still a puppet?"

"No, I just said I really feel that this... Master Puppet, seems to have glanced at me..."

"Stop talking nonsense. It's just for no reason. Why is Master Puppet looking at you?"

"Here, I..."

"Okay, okay," said an old director, " Stop chatting and get down to business quickly. Finish the matter of the merger of the three sects in the Qianxu State."

"The war is tense over there in the Southern Wilderness, and there may be frequent changes in the sects in the next few days. There are too many, how can there be any leisure?”

“Yes...”

“Mr. Just finished processing.

The elderly Director Xia respectfully handed the dossier of the three Taixu sects to the old puppet sitting in the seat.

The old man treated everyone equally and stamped his seal.

But no one noticed that his mouth moved slightly and made a slight "crunching" sound, like...the sound of cracking pine nuts.

……

After the Tianquan Pavilion sealed the seal and agreed.

The merger of the three sects was finally implemented.

Taixumen is crowded with people at this time.

The disciples of Tai'amen and Chongxumen, which should now be called Tai'ashan and Chongxushan, gathered in the grand field of Taixu Mountain to participate in the first sect opening meeting after the merger of the three sects.

Because after the merger of the three sects, Taixu Sect was the leader, such conferences will be held in Taixu Mountain.

This conference is very grand.

The disciples of Tai'a Mountain in golden robes, the disciples of Chongxu Mountain in blue robes, and the disciples of Taixu Mountain in black and white, gathered together, densely packed, with moving figures. A large sect atmosphere.

After that, the heads of the three sects also gave regular speeches, urging their disciples to be united and practice diligently.

When the opening ceremony was over, the new and grand Taixu Sect was born, covering three mountains and recruiting more than ten thousand disciples.

The next day is the formation class.

Mr. Xun Lao gathered all the disciples from the three mountains, who were in the middle school year of foundation building, at the dojo in Taixu Mountain.

"From now on, I will teach you all the formations."

Mr. The formation techniques of the disciples of the Three Mountains of Taixu were taught by Mo Hua.”

"Mo Hua, come here." Mr. Xun waved.

Mo Hua nodded and walked to the center of the dojo.

Mr. "

"Come and meet your little senior brother..."

All the disciples from Tai'a Mountain and Chongxu Mountain were stunned for a moment.

Most of them are not familiar with Mo Hua, but they have heard of Mo Hua.

Many disciples have even witnessed Mo Hua's stunning talent at the formation discussion conference. With a crushing attitude, he suppressed all parties and won the first place in the formation.

Although Mo Hua looks young and doesn't look like a "senior brother", no one dares to question him.

What's more, this is Mr. Xun's order.

So, in the huge dojo, thousands of disciples from three sects saluted in unison and said:

"Senior Brother, I've seen you!"

"Senior Brother!" "Little senior brother..."

The sounds of "little senior brother" merged into one, just like rivers merged into the ocean. The vastness shook the forest and Yue, and spread into the sky. In the ancient Taixu Mountain, Echoes for a long time.

Ink painting has thus become the "little senior brother" shared by many disciples after the merger of the three sects.

(End of this chapter)