Chapter 988: Blood of the Karma Dragon

Taixu Sect, Elder Residence.

As the end of the year approaches, Xun Ziyou chatted with Mr. Xun about the sword-fighting conference as usual.

These things were specially arranged by Mr. Xun.

After three rounds of tea, the business was almost over. Xun Ziyou took a sip of tea, hesitated for a while, and asked:

"Grandmaster, have you... taught Mo Hua swordsmanship?"

Mr. Xun was a little surprised. He glanced at Xun Ziyou and asked calmly, "Why do you ask that?"

Xun Ziyou was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "It seems that Mo Hua... has learned the true art of Taixu Divine Mind Transforming Sword..."

Mr. Xun's pupils shrank slightly, "What did you say?!"

Xun Ziyou repeated it silently.

Mr. Xun's eyes narrowed, "Did you see it?"

Xun Ziyou nodded slightly, "I saw him use his divine consciousness to transform into a sword... and kill a third-grade pig demon."

Mr. Xun was stunned.

After a while, he frowned, looked at Xun Ziyou in confusion, and asked slowly:

"You yourself... do you know what you just said?"

Ink painting...

Have you learned the secret of transforming mind into sword?

Killed a third-grade Jindan-level pig demon?

How could these outrageous things be connected together?

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Xun said to Xun Ziyou:

"Put your head over here, I'll check your sea of ​​consciousness..."

He is now a little worried that Xun Ziyou might have been affected by evil spirits when he was in the Temple of Solitary Mountain. His sea of ​​consciousness is still a little hazy, so he is prone to wild thoughts and cannot distinguish between fantasy and reality.

Mr. Xun looked concerned.

Xun Ziyou smiled bitterly, "Grandmaster, I'm fine, I really saw it with my own eyes..."

Mr. Xun paused for a moment, and seeing that Xun Ziyou's eyes were clear and he didn't seem to be lying, he asked in a deep voice:

"When did it happen?"

"It was during the day." Xun Ziyou said, "Mo Hua went to the Demon Refining Mountain and said he wanted to practice a small method. I saw it by accident..."

Xun Ziyou narrated what had happened one by one.

Mr. Xun frowned, "Mo Hua knows, did you see it?"

Xun Ziyou pondered and said, "I was far away and had restrained my aura. He was concentrating all his attention on the pig monster, so he probably didn't notice me..."

An ordinary cultivator, even a Jindan cultivator, must concentrate fully and try his best when fighting with a third-grade Jindan pig demon. He will not have the time to spare for other things.

Not to mention, Mo Hua is only at the foundation-building stage.

Mr. Xun remained silent and his expression became serious.

If Xun Ziyou did not lie

, he would have to take this seemingly "absurd" thing seriously.

But Mr. Xun frowned and thought for a long time, but he still found it difficult to connect these things.

Judging from the single point of view, whether it is learning to transform the divine mind into a sword or killing the golden elixir pig monster, it is absolutely impossible...

How can I learn to transform my mind into a sword when I have just established my foundation in ink painting?

The true art of transforming Taixu's mind into a sword is the supreme sword art of Taixu Sect, the sect's heritage, and the forbidden art of Taixu Sect.

All the brilliant sword-fighting geniuses in Taixu Sect throughout the generations have practiced sword-fighting hard and laid a solid foundation since childhood.

One must cultivate until the late stage of the Golden Elixir and stabilize the spirit and soul before one can enter the door.

Only when one has cultivated to the point of achieving immortality and having his spirit and soul leave his body can one achieve some minor success.

Only when you penetrate the void and understand the reality, can you kill the gods.

How can a foundation-building cultivator learn to transform his mind into a sword?

Besides, Mo Hua is not a sword cultivator.

He was a casual cultivator who was poor when he was young. He probably had never touched a spiritual sword and had no foundation in swordsmanship at all.

He didn't even have his own natal sword, so how could his divine consciousness transform into a sword?

Also, where did he get his master from?

The conditions for transforming Taixu's divine consciousness into a sword are harsh, the practice is arduous, and the inheritance is closed, so it is not easy to learn.

If you want to master it, you must have guidance from senior experts, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes and become obsessed with practice.

Now in the entire Taixu Sect, the only person who is truly proficient in transforming divine thoughts into swords is his senior brother Dugu.

He himself, the ancestor of Dongxu, did not follow the path of swordsmanship, nor had he learned the divine sword technique.

But his senior brother...

Mr. Xun sighed in his heart.

My senior brother has not recovered from his injuries yet, and is like a rotten wood. Now he is sealed up in the back mountain with an uncertain fate. How could he possibly teach me the Mo Hua Sword Technique?

Even if he had had the opportunity to pass it on before, Mo Hua, as an outer disciple, could not enter the back mountain at all.

The senior brother has been secluded in the sword tomb. He is extremely arrogant and eccentric. It is even more impossible for him to lower himself to personally teach Mo Hua, a young disciple who has no relatives and knows nothing about swordsmanship, how to cultivate his mind to transform into swords.

Besides, even if Mo Hua learned it, he could not...use his mind to transform it into a sword and cross the border to kill the golden elixir monster?

It can't be written in the storybook either.

The level of attainment required here in transforming one's mind into a sword is terrifyingly profound.

Transforming mind into sword is a profound sword technique, which is divided into many sword styles.

The Transformation Sword Style, the Shocking God Sword, the Destroying God Sword, and even the final God-Slaying Sword Style...

Every step brings a new hurdle.

If you want to cross the border and kill the golden elixir, you must cultivate the sword that kills gods.

However, to master the most powerful God-Slaying Sword Style, who knows how many years of hard training it would take, and how much effort it would require.

This requires time and hard work.

It is true that Mo Hua's spiritual power has reached the stage of elixir formation, but he is too young. How could he have the energy to cultivate such a deep level of attainment in transforming spiritual power into sword?

Even his Senior Brother Dugu, whose swordsmanship was unparalleled in the world, could not do such a thing at the same level...

What's more, Mo Hua's spiritual power has just formed a pill, so its strength is limited.

Even if he cultivated the God-Slaying Sword and used all his mental power to kill a pig demon in the Golden Core Realm, it would not be easy...

...

The room was silent.

The candlelight flickered and the fire burned little by little.

Mr. Xun said nothing and fell into long contemplation.

He thought about this matter over and over again, and felt that there were loopholes everywhere.

Xun Ziyou didn't dare to disturb him.

After an unknown amount of time, Mr. Xun finally came to his senses and asked Xun Ziyou, "Are you sure you saw... Mo Hua using a sword?"

Xun Ziyou thought for a moment and shook his head, "He didn't have a sword in his hand, but he pointed at his brows, and then there seemed to be a sword light in his eyes..."

"Are you sure it was the sword light?"

When Xun Ziyu was asked this question, he was not quite sure.

He didn't see the whole picture, he only saw the mottled golden filaments, faintly forming the shadow of a sword blade.

But it is hard to say whether this is the sword light.

"But there is sword intent..."

"Are you sure it's the sword intention?"

Xun Ziyou was speechless again.

The sword intent belongs to the divine consciousness, which is illusory. He can only "feel" it based on his own experience, but he has no way to verify it.

Mr. Xun's eyes fixed, and he said decisively: "So, this is not the true art of Taixu Sect's Mind-Transforming Sword!"

Even if there is a chance, it will never be allowed!

Taixu Divine Mind Transformed into Sword is the forbidden technique of Taixu.

No matter how outstanding or favored Mo Hua is, his current status is still just an outer disciple of Taixu Sect.

For an outer sect disciple to secretly learn the sect's forbidden techniques is a serious crime.

Once the news gets out, Taixu Sect will have no way to cope with it.

If it was a punishment to paint, he would be reluctant to do it from the bottom of his heart.

According to the general laws of the sect, if one secretly learns forbidden techniques, the punishment will be the loss of one's cultivation and expulsion from the sect at the lightest. In serious cases, one will be executed.

If they are not punished, it will give others an advantage and lead to criticism from other sects.

Even within the sect, he was unable to convince the people.

Everyone followed suit and tried to secretly learn the forbidden techniques.

This is an act that brings down the family's reputation.

Therefore, it is impossible for Mo Hua to learn the true secret of Taixu's divine mind transforming into sword.

Mr. Xun said, "He has just established his foundation and is not a sword cultivator. How could he possibly learn to transform his mind into a sword? Moreover, he doesn't even have a sword in his hand..."

Xun Ziyou was stunned for a moment, and felt that it made sense.

He just had preconceived ideas and took things for granted. When he thought about it carefully, it was true that these did not conform to the "rules" of the sword technique of transforming mind into sword.

It's just that he was used to seeing strange paintings, so he didn't think too much about it for the time being.

But no matter how bizarre it is, one must follow the basic rules of monasticism.

According to the sect's records, the method of transforming divine thoughts into swords was not practiced in this way...

Xun Ziyou nodded, then raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Xun.

"Then, ancestor...what kind of Taoism did Mo Hua use? Is it a special kind of divine mind technique?"

After all, even a third-grade pig demon can be killed.

Mr. Xun remained silent.

Xun Ziyou observed his expression and felt a little surprised, so he asked, "Grandfather, don't you know...?"

Mr. Xun raised his head and looked at him silently.

Xun Ziyou immediately realized that he had talked too much, and immediately behaved himself, lowered his head to drink tea, and did not dare to ask any more questions.

Mr. Xun pondered for a moment and said to Xun Ziyou,

"This matter is a little strange, but you don't have to make a fuss. It's a bit absurd for a person who has just established his foundation to kill a golden elixir monster... Moreover, you should know clearly what kind of foundation and background Mo Hua has."

"His attainments in formations are perhaps the best among his peers."

"But in terms of direct combat capability, it's far behind."

"Not to mention, he could kill a third-grade monster by himself. This is probably..."

Mr. Xun paused, then continued, "He was carrying some protective treasure on him, and in the critical moment, he automatically protected his master and killed the third-grade monster."

"A protective treasure?" Xun Ziyou was startled, then nodded, "Ancestor's words make sense."

To be honest, he definitely didn't believe it in his heart.

But he had no other explanation.

Moreover, these were the words of the ancestor, so he didn't dare to refute them.

Seeing Xun Ziyou was doubtful, Mr. Xun simply waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about this matter. I know what's going on."

"Yes." Xun Ziyou bowed.

Since the old ancestor had said so, he could not say anything more, so Xun Ziyou bowed and said, "Then old ancestor, I will take my leave first."

Mr. Xun nodded slightly, looked at Xun Ziyou, and warned: "Don't spread this matter... and don't spread it around."

"Especially, the secret of transforming divine thoughts into swords... no matter if it's true or false, once it gets out and starts rumors, it will cause huge trouble!"

Mr. Xun's tone was extremely solemn.

Xun Ziyou was shocked.

He almost forgot that this was a forbidden technique.

Forbidden techniques are no joke.

The so-called forbidden techniques are taboo techniques and techniques that are prohibited from being practiced. They are all recorded in the Taoist Court, and no cultivator from any sect is allowed to learn them.

Therefore, Mo Hua would never be able to learn the true art of transforming his mind into a sword.

Xun Ziyou knew the pros and cons, and immediately said in awe: "Grandmaster, I will forget about this matter."

Mr. Xun nodded and waved his hand, "Go down."

"Yes." Xun Ziyou bowed solemnly, then retreated respectfully.

The elder was in the middle, and everything was quiet for a moment.

The candlelight flickered.

Old Mr. Xun was still sitting there, motionless, but his mind was like a candle, flickering.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

He couldn't believe this.

Even if he wanted to believe it, he couldn't give himself an explanation for something that went so far against common sense and had no sign of cause and effect.

What's more... Senior Brother...

Mr. Xun turned his head, looked deeply at the mountain behind, and finally sighed deeply.

"The Secret of Taixu Divine Mind Transforming into a Sword..."

These words are also a pain in his heart.

Once upon a time, this sword technique symbolized the greatest glory of Taixu Sect.

At that time, there were many sword practitioners in Taixu Sect who practiced divine thoughts and magic with their hearts. They used their minds to prove the way of heaven, and their divine thoughts turned into the secret of truth. They sharpened their swords for a hundred years, and when they came out with their swords, they would kill demons and evil spirits.

Under the sword transformed by divine power, demons and evil spirits are frightened and no one dares to challenge its edge.

But success is due to the transformation of divine thoughts into swords, and failure is also due to the transformation of divine thoughts into swords.

Over the years, countless sword practitioners have fallen under this sword technique that hurts others as well as oneself.

This sword technique is both the supreme dignity of Taixu Sect and its most painful scar.

And now, this sword technique is finally about to disappear completely along with Senior Brother Dugu.

Once Senior Brother Dugu returns to dust, his spirit will turn into a sword and will be completely annihilated.

Perhaps in his lifetime, he will never be able to see the true secret of Taixu's divine consciousness transforming into a sword and see the light of day again.

The world will never again be able to see the terrifying sharpness of the sword transformed from divine thoughts.

Mr. Xun's eyes were dim.

This is something he has already "known very well".

It was also he who made the decision to ban the divine consciousness from transforming into a sword.

This was destined to be inevitable, but even now, Mr. Xun still feels a deep sense of loss and endless regret in his heart.

At this moment, Xunzi's words just now came to my mind again.

Mr. Xun's dim eyes suddenly lit up with a glimmer of light.

"The Secret of Transforming Divine Mind into Sword..."

"Ink painting..."

Old Mr. Xun muttered these two names softly, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"It should be... impossible... how is it possible?"

"But if it's true..."

Mr. Xun felt a little horrified and sighed. His eyes became deeper and deeper as his mind wandered. I wonder what he was thinking about...

...

Mo Hua didn't know that the way he used his mind to transform into a sword was seen by Elder Xun Ziyu who was secretly following him.

The battle with the third-grade Jindan-level pig demon was too dangerous and too tense, so he didn't dare to be distracted at all.

With his foundation-building cultivation, it took almost all of his spiritual energy to kill the Golden Core Pig Monster.

Therefore, Mo Hua had no idea that he was being "spied on" by Elder Xun Ziyou.

In the following days, he was still immersed in the joy of using his spiritual power to transform swords and kill the third-grade golden elixir pig monster.

It's a pity that this kind of thing is hard to talk about.

It's not easy for him to brag to others.

None of his younger junior fellow students knew that he had accomplished such an amazing "feat".

A man in fine clothes walks at night, and no one knows it.

Mo Hua felt very uncomfortable.

But he could only keep a normal mind and continue practicing.

Fortunately, after more than a month, the discomfort gradually subsided, and it was also the end of the year, and the sect was going to have another assessment.

I have finished the ink painting exam, and the results are one A, two Bs, and four Cs.

The formation is called "A", the Taoist method is called "B", and there is also an alchemy method, for some reason, he was also given a "B".

Usually, he was ranked first in the A and sixth in the C.

Last year there was one more B.

This year there is one more B.

Mo Hua couldn't help but frown.

He studied cause and effect, and knew that there must be something wrong when things are abnormal. It is impossible for him to do so well in the exam without any reason.

Therefore, Mo Hua always has a vague sense of crisis in his heart.

...

After the exam, the New Year came again.

Mo Hua is going to Gu's house again this year to attend the New Year's banquet.

He specifically went to talk to Mr. Xun about it.

Because the current situation is special, the Shen family's affairs are settled on the surface, but the conflicts of interest behind the scenes and the struggles among the families are really bloody.

Mo Hua was also not sure whether it was appropriate for him to go to Gu's house for a free meal.

Mr. Xun thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's okay for you to go."

The matter of Gushan, Taixu Sect and Gu Family must have been taken into account by the Shen Family, so they don't care whether they are implicated or not.

Moreover, it is a good thing for Mo Hua to maintain the friendship with the Gu family.

Mr. Xun also wrote a piece of calligraphy and asked the ink painting to be given to the Gu family as a gift.

Mo Hua thanked him happily.

It was getting late, so Mo Hua bowed and said goodbye to Mr. Xun. However, when he looked up, he was met with Mr. Xun's extremely deep and complex gaze, and was a little stunned for a moment.

"Old sir, is there something wrong?" Mo Hua asked doubtfully.

Mr. Xun took a deep look at the ink painting.

This glance gave Mo Hua the illusion that Mr. Xun was guessing something in his mind, but due to certain causes and effects, he dared not say it out loud.

Old Mr. Xun was heavy-hearted and wanted to ask something, but when he saw that Mo Hua had grown a lot taller without him noticing and had the figure of a young boy, he suddenly felt a little disappointed.

I have grown up a lot...

His eyes were gentle and clear, deep and resolute. Although his face was still a little childish, his expression seemed much more relaxed.

There are some things he can already shoulder on his own.

Or rather, he had been "carrying" it all the time since he was a child…

Mr. Xun sighed slightly, "Nothing..."

He looked at Mo Hua, patted his shoulder, and said gently, "It's the New Year, have fun."

Mo Hua nodded and said with a smile: "Happy New Year, old sir. I will go back first."

"Yeah, okay."

Mo Hua bowed and respectfully left.

After Mo Hua left, Mr. Xun continued to read the jade slips.

In the jade slip, there was a line of words written: "Catalogue of Taixu Forbidden Techniques".

Mr. Xun looked at the list of forbidden techniques and fell into deep thought...

...

Qingzhou City, Gu family.

The backyard is decorated with lights and brightly lit.

Mo Hua and Yu'er are setting off lanterns.

Yu'er's little face was flushed, and he looked up at the red fish-dragon lantern that Mo Hua had made for him, his expression very excited.

But when she turned around and looked at the ink painting, Yu'er's expression suddenly became lonely again. She drooped her eyelids and said nothing, looking pitiful.

Mo Hua noticed that he was in a bad mood, so he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Yu'er was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "Brother Mo, are you leaving?"

Mo Hua was startled, "Who told you that?"

瑜儿摇头,而后抬头看着墨画,"大块头他们都说,毕业后,他们就要离开太虚门,离开乾州了,墨哥哥你也要走么?"

The "big guy" that Yu'er mentioned is the big and stupid Cheng Mo.

Mo Hua looked at Yu'er.

Yuer's eyes, illuminated by the lights in the sky, were sparkling with deep reluctance.

Mo Hua didn't want to lie to him, so he just said softly, "It's possible."

Yuer felt even more lost.

Mo Hua ruffled his hair. "People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions. This is normal. Yu'er will grow up in the future. She must learn to rely on herself, be firm in her character, and continue to become stronger..."

Mo Hua's voice was gentle and slowly seeped into Yuer's heart.

Yu'er gradually gained courage in his heart and nodded seriously. Then he asked with some nostalgia,

"Will I be able to see Brother Mo again in the future?"

Mo Hua smiled and nodded, "Yes, I will come to see you when I am free. Or one day, when you have become powerful enough to travel around the nine states, we will definitely meet again."

"When I become stronger... we can meet again..." Yu'er's eyes suddenly revealed longing, and then she nodded repeatedly, "Brother Mo, I will practice hard and come to find you in the future!"

Mo Hua smiled gently, "Okay!"

Yuer also laughed. The lights in the sky shone on his face, making him look innocent and romantic.

Mo Hua felt relieved, but the next moment, his soul trembled, the dragon soul resonated, and his eyes turned blood red.

The lights in the sky shone on Yuer's face, making it as red as blood.

And this blood-red color vaguely formed the shadow of a dragon.

This blood-red dragon shadow, set against the red flames, swam across Yu'er's face, then twisted and winding, merged into Yu'er's forehead, and merged into his soul.

Mo Hua's heart trembled.

"...dragon?"

"The blood flowing in Yu'er's body is... the blood of the Karma Dragon?"

(End of this chapter)