Chapter 992: Team

Inside Tianshu Pavilion, the elder looked at the black piece of "Dragon Swallowing" and pondered for a long time.

Inside the Taixu Sect, Mo Hua also officially began planning for his own sword-fighting conference.

If you plan ahead, you will succeed; if you don't, you will fail.

This was the principle of being a demon hunter that his father Mo Shan told him since he was a child.

The more ambitious and difficult the goal, the more sufficient preparation is needed.

Mo Hua sat in the disciple's residence and thought deeply for a long time. The next day, he went to Murong Cave Mansion in Taixu City and met Murong Caiyun.

Murong Caiyun is Gao Mohua's senior sister, in the same class as him, and has now graduated.

Unlike Ouyang Feng, Murong Caiyun did not choose to travel after leaving Taixu Sect. Instead, he returned to the Murong family, practiced in seclusion, and prepared to try to form a pill first.

"Try it once first. If you succeed, you can become a Jindan cultivator and take over the Murong family's business."

"Or you can enter the inner sect, start as an instructor, and then gradually rise to the position of elder."

"If you fail, then go out and travel, calm your mind, and then look for another opportunity to form the elixir."

"When you reach the Jindan stage, breaking through depends on both your foundation and luck."

"If you are lucky, you can form a pill in one go."

"If you're unlucky, you might have to try three, five, or even ten times. You'll have to keep failing and keep trying. But if you do that, you'll have to waste a lot of time..."

In the courtyard of the Murong family, Murong Caiyun, who was dressed in a colorful robe and was dignified and beautiful, personally brewed tea for Mo Hua, poured tea, and talked to Mo Hua about her plan to form an elixir.

Mo Hua picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The tea is scented tea, with a rich and dignified aroma, yet not lacking in freshness. It tastes soft and refreshing.

It's worthy of being the tea brewed by Senior Sister Murong.

Tea is like people.

Mo Hua praised silently in his heart, and then said: "Then Senior Sister Murong, can you form a pill in one go?"

Murong Caiyun smiled gently and said, "It's not that simple. But if it doesn't work once, try it twice. It's just a matter of trying a few more times..."

"A cultivator's life is a journey of cultivation. The path is endless. Just keep a normal mind and keep moving forward. Don't be proud of success, and don't be discouraged when you fail."

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, feeling that Senior Sister Murong was right.

Having said that, he still wished: "May Senior Sister Murong win the first battle and successfully form the elixir!"

Murong Caiyun smiled, "Then I'll take advantage of your good words, Junior Brother."

She poured another cup of tea for Mo Hua.

Among her fellow disciples, probably only Mo Hua could have the eldest sister of Taixu Sect, the eldest daughter of Murong family, personally make and serve tea for her.

This tea is indeed delicious.

Mo Hua drank another cup, and Murong Caiyun said, "You came to see me, is there something?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, put down the teacup, and got straight to the point:

"I want to ask about the sword fight."

Murong Caiyun was not surprised, and asked Mo Hua: "Are you going to participate in the sword competition as well?"

Mo Hua nodded and said, "After all, this is the only chance in a lifetime."

He had actually participated in a "strategy conference" once, but that was a special case.

It was Mr. Xun who found a backdoor for him. It was also because he had attained enlightenment through spiritual awareness, his spiritual thoughts were too strong, and his formation level was too high.

But the sword-fighting tournament is different.

They are all geniuses, they are nourished by spiritual stones and spiritual liquids, and they eat rare treasures. Their progress in cultivation is also similar.

Compare your skills with real swords and guns.

No matter how strong one is in the middle stage of foundation building, he cannot really compete with the genius in the late stage of foundation building or even the peak stage of foundation building in sword fighting.

What's more, there will be many sword fights.

It is a contest of hard power.

Even if you are lucky in the middle stage of foundation building and win one or two games by chance, it doesn't mean much.

The only chance to fight with swords must not be wasted.

Mo Hua said: "I want to work hard and strive for a better ranking."

He said it very modestly.

Murong Caiyun did not realize at this moment what the ranking that Mo Hua mentioned as "a little bit better" was.

But it is also a good thing that ink painting is ambitious.

Although she has graduated now, she is still a disciple of Taixu Sect.

The Murong family is also closely related to the Taixu Sect.

Whether for Mo Hua or for Taixu Sect, she was happy to help.

Even though it was a critical moment in the preparations for Dan-forming, and time was tight, Murong Caiyun still said happily:

"Okay, I'll tell you whatever you want to ask."

Mo Hua then asked all the questions he had prepared.

Murong Caiyun thought for a moment, then patiently and softly explained to Mo Hua:

"The Sword Competition is a five-person sword-fighting competition."

"It's called a five-player game, but it's not just a simple fight. It involves different terrains and different competition systems, such as beheading, defending the city, annihilation, survival, monster hunting, free-for-all... and so on."

"Ordinary disciples, if they just want to watch the fun, don't need to care too much."

"But if you really want to participate seriously, get a place, win honor for the sect, and have a future for yourself, there are a lot of things you need to study, and you must spend a lot of effort to prepare..."

"The terrain is different, the competition system is different, the teams are different, and the on-the-spot performance is also different, so there are endless variables..."

"You need to be well prepared and also be able to adapt to changing circumstances."

"In addition, you must have strong cultivation, the ability to cope with ever-changing situations, and reliable teammates."

"For the rest, just do whatever it takes to win."

"The sword fight is a cumulative victory system. There will be many matches. Whoever wins more will advance."

"Similarly, every victory will not only help our team's ranking improve, but will also contribute to the sect's ranking."

"The early game system is relatively simple. You can only get one victory point for each game you win."

"As you advance in the game, your opponents become stronger and it becomes harder to win. With each victory, you gain more points, which may even reach dozens or even hundreds."

"So the sword contest is a competition of the geniuses of each sect."

"The more talented disciples a sect has, the stronger they are, and the more likely they are to win in the end. The more victory points they accumulate, the higher the sect's ranking will be..."

At this point, Murong Caiyun felt a little regretful, "Our Taixu Sect... No, not just Taixu Sect, the other eight sects and twelve schools, the gap is here."

"The number of top disciples in our sect is much less than that of the four major sects."

"By the end of the swordplay competition, if we can advance to the semi-finals or even the finals, it would be great if there are one or two top teams left from Taixu Sect."

"But each of the four major sects probably has four or five such elite teams."

"Even above these four or five top teams, there are even better teams, the Bloodline Prodigy Team."

"Top-grade, or even heaven-grade spiritual roots, practicing the most superior techniques, the most superior Taoism, cultivating spiritual power to the extreme, direct bloodline, the peak of foundation building..."

Murong Caiyun smiled bitterly.

These are disciples with perfect aptitude, perfect inheritance, and whose spiritual power has been cultivated to perfection, reaching the peak of foundation building.

Taixu Sect would be lucky to have just one, but among the four major sects, they can form a team.

Mo Hua was also secretly shocked.

The foundation of the four major sects is indeed too profound...

He had been thinking things too simply before.

Mo Hua frowned in deep thought, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Murong Caiyun's beautiful eyes moved as she stared at the ink painting, thinking silently in her heart.

She really admired Mo Hua's level of formation.

But the sword-fighting competition, after all, is not a competition on formations, and it is not a direct competition on formations. In a rapid attack and defense, the formations are complicated and very constrained, and not convenient.

When it comes to real strength, ink painting is very "biased".

He has extremely strong abilities in hiding, escaping, maneuvering, and controlling spells.

But his body is weak, his spiritual power is low, and he lacks the means of direct attack.

This was her impression when she teamed up with Mo Hua to hunt down criminals and offer a bounty for them in the sect.

In addition, the most special thing is the "amplification formation".

Murong Caiyun still remembers the powerful feeling of "boiling spiritual power" and the amplification of the five elements.

The feeling of being under the influence of the five elements is very fascinating.

Unfortunately, Murong Caiyun only experienced this feeling once from beginning to end.

This made Murong Caiyun feel resentful for a long time.

Murong Caiyun withdrew her thoughts and began to evaluate Mo Hua's strength.

Judging from the current situation, Mo Hua is a very strong "auxiliary" monk.

It is a panacea that can make up for anything that is lacking.

But in this way, you will be very dependent on your "teammates".

The stronger his teammates are, the stronger he is.

On the contrary, if the teammates are weak, Mo Hua's existence will be a bit embarrassing...

But...

Murong Caiyun looked at Mo Hua and said carefully, "Junior brother, the sword competition is a five-person competition. Have you decided who to choose as your teammate?"

Mo Hua thought for a moment and said, "I have an idea, but I haven't decided yet."

"This...you should have considered it earlier." Murong Caiyun said.

If he chooses weak teammates, he, as an "support", won't be able to help them up at all, and there's no point in him participating in the sword-fighting conference.

If he chooses strong teammates, regardless of whether his teammates agree to be on the same team with him, at least it will be difficult to explain to the sect.

The sword-fighting conference is a big event, as it determines the share of the Qianlong Spirit Mine and is related to the core interests of the sect.

The arrangements for the sword-fighting teams were all planned early and were extremely cautious.

Especially those talented disciples, each one has his own place.

Mo Hua's current behavior clearly showed that he had suddenly decided on a whim and wanted to seriously participate in the sword-fighting conference.

This was not planned.

He is valued by the ancestor and is also the "junior brother" of the sect. He has good relationships with people and high prestige.

Once I pull someone in and cause changes in the people participating in the sword debate, it will probably be very difficult for the sect.

Mo Hua also understood what Murong Caiyun meant and nodded seriously, "I will think about it carefully."

After that, he asked some more questions about the rules of sword fighting, and when he had a general idea in his mind, he tactfully left.

"Senior sister, I'm going back to the sect first. I won't disturb you from forming your elixir."

After Mo Hua finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Murong Caiyun.

"Junior brother..."

"Senior Sister, is there anything else?" Mo Hua asked.

Murong Caiyun was silent for a moment, looking somewhat gloomy, and sighed softly: "I can't help with the Taixu Sect's affairs, I..."

Her face was full of resentment.

Mo Hua understood her thoughts, his eyes softened, and he smiled,

"Senior sister, don't worry. Leave the sword fighting to me. After all, I am now the 'young senior brother' of the Taixu Sect... no, the Tai'a, Chongxu, and Taixu sects."

Murong Caiyun was stunned, and felt inexplicably relieved, and couldn't help but smile.

"Senior sister, you should form the golden elixir soon, and then we can hold a golden elixir banquet and invite me to the wedding." Mo Hua said with a smile.

Murong Caiyun also smiled and said, "Well, be careful along the way."

Mo Hua waved goodbye to Murong Caiyun and set off for Taixu Mountain.

The Cangshan Mountains are in the distance, and ink paintings are on the mountain steps.

Murong Caiyun looked at Mo Hua's back and suddenly realized that Mo Hua had grown a lot taller without her noticing.

At this moment, he was walking alone on the mountain path. Although his figure was thin, he was connected to the vast aura of Mount Taixu. He even had a faint aura of stepping on the earth, turning into a green mountain, and shouldering the sky...

Murong Caiyun looked at him in a daze, and then smiled faintly, her eyebrows and eyes were like colorful clouds, bright and beautiful.

…

After returning to Taixu Gate, Mo Hua began to seriously consider the issue of "forming a team".

Sword fighting is no joke.

It is also better to prepare for team formation early.

Mo Hua didn't say anything more and went straight to Linghu Xiao and asked him, "Xiao Xiao, I'm going to discuss swordplay, do you want to come with me?"

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

Linghu Xiao was slightly startled, and then a sharp light gradually appeared in his eyes. He nodded to Mo Hua,

"Okay."

In just two breaths and a few words, Linghu Xiao, a rare genius in Chongxu Sect that only appears once in five hundred years, was simply "kidnapped" by Mo Hua.

With Linghu Xiao, everything will be easy.

Mo painted himself, and added Linghu Xiao.

Plus Cheng Mo, plus Situ Jian.

That makes four of us.

Although Cheng Mo and Situ are not the top disciples, they are still top-notch compared to the four major sects.

At least in Taixu Sect, the two of them are considered "first-class disciples".

Cheng Mo has thick skin and strong muscles, and can be used as a meat shield.

Situ's swordsmanship is superb and can be used for both offense and defense. He is also a "panacea" that can meet various tactical needs.

There are not many people in Taixu Sect who are stronger than them.

Moreover, the two of them often hang out with Mo Hua, and under the influence of Mo Hua, their thoughts and methods are somewhat similar to Mo Hua's, being cunning and insidious. When it comes to real combat, their fighting power will be even stronger.

In addition, everyone is very familiar with each other and cooperates better.

When a team fights, tacit understanding is very important.

There is one left, and there are many candidates for Mo Hua.

After all, he has been a junior brother for so many years, and he has a network of contacts, so he can easily recruit people if he wants.

Brother Yang Qianjun, Hao Xuan who is good at running, Yi Li who has good magic... and so on, can all be added.

But this can be decided later. The most urgent thing is to report to Mr. Xun and the headmaster first.

Especially "Linghu Xiao", who is the only genius in Taixu Sect at present, and the "treasure genius" in the eyes of the ancestor of Chongxu lineage.

I "kidnapped" him myself... No, I brought him here and I must seek the opinions of the old gentleman and the head of the sect.

If there is trouble, solve it early.

When Mo Hua went to see Mr. Xun, the headmaster happened to be there too.

He then told him his plan.

Mr. Xun frowned in thought.

Instead, the Taixu Sect Leader at the side asked Mo Hua, "Did Linghu Xiao agree?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "He has wanted to join me in the sword fight for a long time."

Master Taixu stared at the ink painting and sighed in his heart, it is true that there is always something to conquer something else.

Linghu Xiao, although his name contains the word "Xiao" (laugh), he really doesn't know how to laugh.

He is cold to everyone.

Whether it was to the elders of the sect, the head of the sect, or the ancestors, they were all respectful but also indifferent.

In the eyes of outsiders, Linghu Xiao is a sword-fighting genius with an aloof and arrogant personality.

The more advanced one's swordsmanship becomes, the more one becomes one with the sword, and the more strangers are kept away from him.

Only Mo Hua could play with him.

Sect Leader Taixu was well aware of this. After all, in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Mo Hua and Linghu Xiao had a life-and-death friendship.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Mo Hua owed Linghu Xiao a "life-saving grace".

But if this happens, all the rules that he, the leader, had previously set would be messed up.

He also wanted to change the things that he had agreed upon with the Tai'a and Chongxu clans.

Sect Leader Taixu couldn't help scratching his head.

He knew that this was not a good habit.

Because the more you scratch your head, the more hair you lose.

But looking at the ink painting in front of him, he couldn't help but scratch it.

Mr. Xun didn't say anything, but just looked at the ink painting calmly and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded seriously.

"Those trump cards you have..."

"I'll be careful." Mo Hua said.

"Okay," Mr. Xun nodded slightly, "I understand. Go back and prepare well."

Mo Hua looked delighted and said, "Thank you, old sir."

Then he looked at Master Taixu, especially at his hair, and bowed respectfully, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The headmaster could only smile bitterly.

After Mo Hua left, Master Taixu looked at Mr. Xun and said, "Is this... okay?"

Mr. Xun thought for a moment and said, "I don't know if it's good or not, but at least it won't get worse... You should know the current situation."

Upon hearing this, Sect Leader Taixu sighed.

Judging from the current situation of Taixu Sect, the chances of winning the Sword Fighting Conference are very slim.

Lacking top combat power, Taixu Sect has almost no qualifications to compete for the position of one of the four major sects.

It is also very difficult to maintain the position of the Eight Great Gates.

Although if nothing unexpected happens, Mo Hua can once again become the "Champion in Formation", he cannot pin all his hopes on discussing formations.

After all, the sword fight is the main thing.

If they were defeated miserably in the sword fight, the title of "the leader in formation" might not be enough to preserve Taixu Sect's precarious position.

Not to mention, after the sect's restructuring and the merger of the three sects, Taixu Sect is now surrounded by enemies on all sides, and the difficulty of sword fighting is several times higher than before.

The situation is dangerous, the number of Tianjiao is small, and the cards in hand are very limited.

As the leader, he could only rack his brains to plan, but he had no idea who would win or lose.

Mr. Xun said calmly:

"Man proposes, God disposes. No matter how much you plan for this sword fighting competition, it still depends on the disciples to fight on their own."

"In that case, let them do it on their own."

Sect Leader Taixu nodded.

Apart from anything else, at least he trusted Mo Hua very much - although sometimes Mo Hua was weird and confusing.

"But..." The head of Taixu Sect pondered for a moment and said, "If this happens, the Chongxu Sect will have objections, right?"

Mr. Xun remained silent and did not comment.

Two days later, the sect held its regular meeting.

As expected, the elders of Chongxu Sect had a lot of opinions.

"You're just going to change the rules that have already been decided? Aren't you treating the sword fighting competition as a joke? You, Taixu Sect..."

After the elder finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Now everyone is from Taixu Sect.

He then changed his words and said, "You are from the Taixu lineage, where do you put the interests of the sect? Are you kidding me?"

Some people were dissatisfied with Mo Hua: "Yes, this disciple named 'Mo Hua' is the leader of the formation, but he can't do whatever he wants."

"Besides, this is a discussion of swords, not a discussion of battle array!"

"Why would he, a formation master, join in the fun? If he goes in to discuss swordplay, I'm afraid he'll be gone as soon as they meet."

"What exactly are your plans for this matter, Taixu clan?"

Sect Leader Taixu looked indifferent.

In front of the ancestor, he might still be hesitant.

But now it is the regular meeting of the three sects, and he is the head and has the power in his hands, so he cannot hesitate for a moment.

The head of Taixu Sect said calmly,

"This matter has been decided, and the ancestor has also agreed. I am not saying this to solicit opinions, but to inform everyone."

"As the head of the sect, I will take all the responsibilities."

The atmosphere in the hall stagnated.

The elders of the Chongxu lineage were all silent.

After all, the leader of Taixu Sect is now the real leader of the three sects.

The decision is up to him.

But they were still a little indignant, and said angrily: "Just spoil that Mo Hua. If you spoil him like this, something bad will happen sooner or later."

The head of Taixu Sect said calmly: "He is the leader of the formation way. It is possible that he is the leader of the formation way for two terms."

The implication is that he, as the leader, has to spoil the child.

If the Tai'a and Chongxu lineages have disciples who can become the leader in the art of formation, they can also be spoiled.

Everything depends on strength.

Whether Taixu Sect can "survive" after the merger of the three sects may really depend on Mo Hua, the "leader in formation".

The elders of the Chongxu lineage were really speechless now.

Seeing that no one in the Chongxu lineage had any objections, Sect Leader Taixu remained calm on the surface, but he was slightly relieved in his heart.

"In that case, then this matter is settled..."

Before he finished speaking, the head of the Tai'a clan suddenly interrupted and said, "No! My Tai'a clan also disagrees!"

Sect Leader Taixu was startled, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He didn't expect that the Tai'a lineage would also jump out and disagree.

The three sects merged and the three lineages governed together, with Taixu as the leader, but the leader of Tai'a also had a certain say.

"Why don't you agree?" asked Master Taixu.

The head of Tai'a sect snorted coldly and said:

"Mo Hua is from the Taixu lineage, Linghu Xiao is from the Chongxu lineage, and I am from the Tai'a lineage, so I must add a disciple to the lineage!"

He, as the leader, has also considered this.

Anyway, this is the situation now. It won't get better or worse.

If we lose, we lose together!

But to win, everyone has to win together.

Therefore, he had to cram the most talented, strongest, and most unruly disciple of Taiamen into this team!

(End of this chapter)