Chapter 998: Sect Taoist Soldiers

Mo Hua stayed up all night and made a rough plan.

There wasn't enough time, so it couldn't be perfect, but it was generally satisfactory.

Counting on this, three days later would be the day of the sword fight.

The progress of another arrangement is almost complete.

The next day, Mo Hua got up early, sat on the bed, and practiced his skills as usual. After that, he got up and went to the small book garden outside his disciple's residence.

The library is quiet and the water is gentle.

The big white dog lay outside, yawning, bored.

Mo Hua walked closer, touched the big dog's head, and asked in a low voice: "Is the master awake yet?"

The big white dog shook his head.

There was no movement in the library, and Mo Hua didn't want to disturb the master's peace, so he sat next to the big dog, stroking the soft white fur on its neck, while waiting for the master to get up.

The big white dog looked unhappy on the surface, but his body was very honest. He happily patted the ground with his tail.

After a while, Sect Leader Taixu came out and looked at the scene in front of him. He couldn't help but feel a little envious.

He himself had never touched the fur of this big white dog...

There is no way. This big white dog has a special bloodline and its own dignity. It will not allow anyone to touch it.

Sect Leader Taixu sighed slightly.

Mo Hua heard the sigh and knew that the master had woken up. He reluctantly let go of the soft white hair in his hand, stood up and saluted, saying,

"Greetings, Master."

"Yeah." Master Taixu nodded slightly.

Mo Hua stated his purpose: "The thing I told you about before has been cast. Do you want to take a look?"

Master Taixu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

"Then I'll take you there, but be low-key..." Mo Hua said in a low voice.

"OK."

Sect Leader Taixu changed into plain clothes, restrained his aura, and called two trusted elders with him. They took a carriage, took a detour through the small roads, and, under the guidance of Mo Hua, drove towards Gushan City in the northwest.

At this time, the sword-fighting competition was approaching, and the area around Qianxuezhou was crowded with people and cars.

But this is on a busy road.

Gushan City is remote and there are very few monks coming and going, so the road is smooth.

The headmaster's carriage was equipped with a top-quality spirit horse, and the formation was also the top-quality "Riding the Wind Formation", which was as fast as lightning.

In less than half a day, they arrived at Gushan City.

At this time, Gushan City has gradually shown a new look.

The spiritual machines stand tall and majestic, the mines are magnificent, the formations are lined up in rows, and the lights shine brightly.

The miners working in the mountains formed a long queue, densely packed but also in an orderly manner.

The faces of the monks passing through the city also showed more life.

Sect Leader Taixu looked a little dazed.

It's not that he didn't know what Mo Hua had done on Gushan, but he had only heard about it. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he had a completely different feeling.

The grand scene and the profound changes in Gushan City made him, the leader of Taixu Sect, feel a little dazed and confused.

He found it hard to believe. Is this really something a foundation-building disciple could do...

The carriage continued to move forward, entered Gushan City, passed through the streets and alleys, and arrived in front of the weapon refining shop.

Today's equipment refining shops occupy a huge area, with several huge refining furnaces that look like monsters made of steel, swallowing fire and spewing smoke.

The fire in the furnace was blazing, white smoke was billowing, and the sound of iron forging in the refining industry was heard one after another, which was very loud.

Sect Leader Taixu looked at the huge equipment refinery in front of him, was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking Mo Hua:

"This equipment refinery...isn't it yours?"

Mo Hua quickly waved his hands, "How is that possible?"

Sect Leader Taixu remained silent.

"Master, let's go in. I'll lead the way..." Mo Hua jumped out of the car and walked towards the weapon refining shop.

The solemn guard at the weapon refinery shop's doorman's eyes lit up when he saw Mo Hua, and he bowed respectfully and said,

"Mr. Mo!"

"Uh-huh."

Mo Hua nodded and continued walking inside.

Almost all the weapon-making masters and disciples that they met along the way would immediately stop what they were doing, no matter what they were doing, and greet Mo Hua with a happy face:

"Young Master Mo!"

"Hello, Mr. Mo!"

"Meet Mr. Mo..."

Mo Hua also greeted everyone with a smile, as if they were at home.

Sect Leader Taixu had a subtle look on his face.

Several people walked all the way to the interior of the equipment refinery. Master Gu, who was just refining equipment and sweating profusely, hurried out and said apologetically:

"Young Master Mo, I am sorry for not welcoming you in person..."

"Don't be so polite." Mo Hua said.

He also knew that the weapon refining business was very busy.

"These people are... the elders of my Taixu Sect. They want to take a look at the spiritual weapons and formation mediums."

Mo Hua did not reveal the identity of the head of Taixu.

Master Gu didn't notice it either.

However, he had seen many people and had a lot of knowledge. Seeing that the visitor had a transcendent temperament and unfathomable cultivation, he knew that he must be a "distinguished guest" and did not dare to neglect him. He said respectfully:

"Everyone, please."

As time was running out, Master Gu did not exchange pleasantries, but led everyone directly to the equipment refining warehouse.

The warehouse was filled with all kinds of spiritual weapons, swords, spears, halberds, armor and Taoist robes.

Sect Leader Taixu raised his eyebrows.

From the surface, the spiritual weapons in the warehouse are still "embryos" that have just been cast not long ago, that is, they are high-grade second-grade, which is not rare.

But he is the head of the sect after all, and he has a unique vision. He can tell at a glance that these are not ordinary standard spiritual weapons, but all special "custom-made spiritual weapons".

A whole warehouse.

Moreover, it is not just a simple customized spiritual weapon.

Sect Leader Taixu went over in his mind the Qianxue Province, the four major sects, the eight major schools, the twelve streams, the hundred schools of Qianxue, and the inherited schools that each sect excels in, and soon discovered that these custom-made spiritual weapons, in a sense, still "restrained" spiritual weapons.

It is a spiritual weapon specially customized for the inheritance of each sect, and it is equipped with a unique formation to "restrain" the spiritual weapon through inheritance.

Of course, it is impossible to completely "restrain" it. At most, it can increase the chances of winning by 10% or 20%.

But this was a sword-fighting tournament with a large number of participants, and an extra 10% or 20% chance of winning would lead to completely different results.

Sect Leader Taixu took a deep breath.

In fact, he could probably guess what Mo Hua was doing.

But it was still far beyond his expectations that ink painting could achieve this.

It seems like just customizing a batch of spiritual weapons for "restraint", but in reality, it takes too much effort to make it.

It requires extremely profound knowledge of formations, covering all aspects of the Five Elements and the Eight Trigrams, to design these formation diagrams.

It takes a lot of time to study the inheritance of other sects and choose the formation that can restrain them.

It takes a lot of effort to design customized spiritual weapons and constantly adapt them to the formations.

These are not achieved overnight; they require years of accumulation.

A large number of cases are needed for reference, and a large amount of practice is needed to correct and improve.

Finally, and most importantly, it is production.

There needs to be a large-scale equipment refining company with huge scale, rich experience, and the ability to cooperate efficiently to meet all the stringent requirements of array design to produce spiritual tools and array media.

This is a complete "industrial chain" for cultivation that includes formation construction, spiritual weapon design, and weapon refining production.

What he didn't expect was that the ink painting was actually done in such an orderly manner...

Sect Leader Taixu was stunned for a long time before he digested this incredible fact.

He pondered for a moment and looked at the ink painting:

"What else do you need?"

Judging from Mo Hua's personality, he would definitely not come to the temple unless there was something important.

He called me here, he must have other plans.

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, admiring in his heart that he was worthy of being the head of the sect as he could see through his thoughts at a glance.

"There is a problem," Mo Hua said, "There are too many of these spiritual weapons, and there are thousands of high-level formations that are suitable for them. I can't draw them all by myself. I need some inner sect brothers, instructors, and elders from Taixu Sect to help draw the formations."

According to the rules of the sword fight, the formation carried must not exceed the middle level of the second grade.

However, the formation within the spiritual weapon serves to amplify the spiritual weapon, so a high-level second-grade spiritual weapon can still be used.

Mo Hua planned to let the teachers and elders serve as "laborers".

"Okay." Master Taixu nodded.

Mo Hua did this for the sake of the sect, so there was no reason for him to refuse.

"One more thing..."

Mo Hua felt a little embarrassed.

Master Taixu's heart moved, and he guessed that it might not be a good thing, so he slowly said: "Speak..."

Mo Hua then asked quietly: "Can the sect 'reimburse' these spiritual tools and formation media..."

Reimbursement is actually the big deal.

Mo Hua's original plan was to sell it to his junior fellow apprentices after he made it, have them buy it with spirit stones, and then participate in the sword fight.

But these spiritual weapons are too difficult to make and too expensive.

However, many sword fights are required, and the opponents are always changing.

If the junior brothers had to spend spirit stones to buy them, they would have to change a set of spirit weapons and formations for every game, which would be even more expensive.

Although they may not be short of spirit stones, this is really a waste.

More importantly, if this happens, each person will need several sets of spiritual weapons, and the demand is too great, and Master Gu's weapon refining shop simply cannot supply them.

Mo Hua then told her his plan:

"The sect will buy these spiritual weapons and rent them to the disciples who are participating in the sword-fighting competition. If they are not damaged, they can be used in rotation. If they are damaged, the original price will be compensated."

He is also trying to attract business for Master Gu and his team.

Previously, Gushan Weapon Refining Company did business with disciples of Taixu Sect.

If you can get the approval of the leader, then you can do business with Taixu Sect.

The meaning is completely different.

This kind of business, once started, will be easy to run later.

It is even possible that all industries supplied by Taixu Sect's sword fighting will be linked to Gushan Weapon Refining Shop.

With Taixumen as a "big household" and "backer", Gushan's industry will be able to develop steadily in the future.

Once the industry prospers, the lives of the independent cultivators in Gushan City will get better and better.

Master Taixu also figured out the key point here, and looked at the ink painting with a sigh in his heart.

He is indeed a good kid...

He is also very thoughtful and dares to think and act.

But he remained silent.

Seeing that the headmaster didn't say anything and seemed a little worried, Mo Hua asked in a low voice:

"Is it not possible?"

Sect Leader Taixu looked at Mo Hua's eyes and said thoughtfully, "It's not impossible..."

Although Taixu Sect can afford this amount of spiritual stones, it is not easy because it is difficult to turn around.

Taixu Sect is a large sect with a deep financial foundation, but there are also too many cultivators, and there are countless places to spend spirit stones.

Especially now, after the three sects merged, their size has grown even larger, and spirit stones are needed everywhere. Even a spirit stone would be split into two halves.

As the leader, it is not easy for him to make decisions casually.

"Let me think about this matter when I get back." said Master Taixu.

"Okay." Mo Hua nodded.

The best case scenario in this matter is that the sect can make a move, purchase the spiritual weapon, and strike a deal with the Gushan Weapon Refining Shop.

If the sect cannot make do with the spiritual stones, then he will have to let his younger fellow disciples buy them themselves.

After viewing the spiritual weapons, Sect Leader Taixu was about to return to the sect.

Mo Hua still walked in front, leading the way for the master.

After hearing these words, Master Gu knew Mo Hua's intention. He could also vaguely guess the identity of the middle-aged monk in front of him with an extraordinary demeanor.

Young Master Mo, he could even invite the Sect Leader...

Master Gu was shocked, and his admiration and gratitude for Mo Hua increased. He personally sent Mo Hua and others to the outskirts of Gushan City.

After returning to the sect, Sect Leader Taixu has been considering Mo Hua's proposal.

The idea of ​​ink painting is indeed a good one.

But the cost here is indeed not cheap...

After a moment, he had an idea and found the heads of Tai'a and Chongxu Mountains, and the three of them chatted for a while.

After the conversation, the head of Taixu called Mo Hua:

"I have talked with the heads of Tai'a Mountain and Chongxu Mountain..."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and he understood immediately, "Will the three mountains pay together?"

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

Sect Leader Taixu paused.

This kid is so smart. Mo Hua guessed everything as soon as he started talking.

"Not bad, but not that simple." Master Taixu said, "They want to see the effect first."

When it comes to spending large sums of spirit stones, everyone is very cautious and basically won't release the eagle until they see the rabbit.

Mo Hua understood and nodded, "I understand, Master, don't worry."

So the next day, Mo Hua arranged a drill on the spur of the moment.

In this drill, the densely packed disciples, wearing brand new Taoist robes and armor, holding the same spiritual weapons, executed the tactics cleanly and efficiently with uniform movements.

It seems that they have already become real "Tao soldiers".

The disciples, who were originally somewhat disorganized, relied on special spiritual weapons and formations to form teams of five, like sharp "spears", shuttling between the rocks and trees, advancing and retreating calmly and attacking sharply.

In addition, there are some special teams.

For example, five tall and strong physical cultivators, wearing armor and holding shields, look like five iron mountains, which makes people's scalp tingle just by looking at them.

Five disciples wearing wind-themed Taoist robes and wind-stepping shoes were walking quickly on the grass at an incredible speed.

There were also five sword cultivators, wearing light armor, each holding a huge sword, and they would chop down anyone they saw.

However, these spiritual weapons and formations will still be replaced.

There are gold armor, water armor, fire armor...

The matching spiritual weapons also include golden sword, wooden sword, water sword, fire sword and so on.

The heads of the three mountains, Taixu, Tai'a and Chongxu, sat on the stage, watching the scenes silently, without saying a word for a long time.

Sect Leader Taixu actually knew what was going on.

But when I really saw the disciples of Taixu Sect wearing armor, holding spiritual weapons, coordinating with formations, advancing and retreating and attacking, I was still amazed in my heart.

The two heads of Tai'a Mountain and Chongxu Mountain seemed calm on the surface, but they felt incredible in their hearts.

They are all the leaders and know how difficult it is to set up this.

Not to mention the attainments in formation, the craftsmanship of refining equipment and the cost of casting.

It is not easy to make these arrogant disciples truly unite, work as one, and obey orders.

This is almost equivalent to "sect soldiers"...

It's just that this sect's Taoist army is just getting started.

What Taoist soldiers are best at is unity and defeating the strong with the weak.

The disciples practicing before their eyes were only ranked below average in the sect in terms of aptitude and strength, but with such coordination, their fighting power was completely different.

This is the most terrifying thing.

This means that the strength of the sect's disciples has undergone a "transformation" starting from the bottom.

In terms of high-level combat power, it may not be as good as the four major sects.

But the fighting power at the bottom level is extremely solid.

The three sect leaders all felt a faint but burning fire in their hearts, and couldn't help but have a thought:

Could this sword-fighting conference really be... full of potential?

After a moment, Sect Leader Tai'a said:

"I, Tai Ashan, will pay for these things."

"I, Chongxushan, will also pay."

Sect Leader Taixu nodded with satisfaction.

…

On the other side, Mo Hua also nodded with satisfaction.

His master once told him that if a tree stands out in the forest, the wind will destroy it.

To keep a low profile, one must "hide trees in the forest".

If the trees are not lush and it is difficult to hide, then just create a large dense forest yourself.

Mo Hua looked down at the rows of Taixu Sect disciples wearing golden armor, carrying spears and sharp swords, killing people in awe, with bright eyes.

…

The spirit stones are in place, and the spirit tools and formation media are also ready.

Mo Hua drew a part of the high-level formation on the spiritual weapon.

The rest were helped by the senior brothers and sisters from the inner sect and the teaching elders.

In a hurry, everything was prepared.

Tomorrow, the sword fight will finally begin.

Disciple Curie.

Mo Hua considered everything thoroughly, and only felt relieved after making sure that there were no major omissions.

Tomorrow, we will have a sword fight.

The Taixu Sect is about to officially confront the four sects, eight schools, twelve schools, and even the hundred schools of Qianxue.

He might be on the field too.

Mo Hua suddenly felt a little nervous, but after thinking about it, he realized there was nothing to be nervous about, it was just a matter of fighting.

Winning is good, but if you lose... no one will die anyway.

Mo Hua calmed himself down and continued to practice the formation.

This is what he does every day.

No matter what happens, it cannot stop him from improving his formation.

As long as you have free time, even if you can only draw a formation, or even just one formation pattern, you should make use of it and study the formation seriously.

There is no shortcut in formation.

The level of the formation is improved through this little bit of practice.

And Mo Hua is now at the stage of forming a pill with his spiritual power, and what he has learned are not ordinary formations.

The Thunder Magnetic Formation, the Anti-Spirit Formation, and the re-enactment of the Twenty-One-Pattern Four-Elephants Azure Dragon Formation, any one of these formations would be unbelievable to others.

The disciple with the flickering light is in the center.

Mo Hua studied carefully according to the order of the plan, over and over again, and understood the several unique formations he had in his hands.

It was not until he had finished practicing the Reverse Spirit Formation and was performing the Four Symbols Demon Pattern and transforming it into the Dragon Pattern that Mo Hua was stunned and suddenly thought of a question:

the natal formation diagram!

He had been so busy thinking about the sword fight recently that he almost forgot about it.

His natal formation diagram has not yet been found...

Mo Hua frowned.

He still remembered the news that the Second Elder told him before he turned to ashes:

Mr. Tu had a statue of an evil god in his hand, and inside the statue was a diagram of an ancient formation of the Great Wilderness that was found in the abyss of the wilderness by a brilliant and talented great wizard of the Great Wilderness lineage.

This ancient wild formation diagram is related to his natal formation diagram...

"Mr. Tu, the evil statue..."

But... where is Mr. Tu?

Where is the evil god statue hidden?

What is his natal formation diagram?

Mo Hua frowned and thought for a long time, but he had no clue.

"Forget it, let's talk about it after the sword fight..."

"The most important thing now is the sword fight. After the sword fight, there should be some time to find someone to find Mr. Tu, beat him up, and then find a way to get the 'Evil God Statue'..."

"If it really doesn't work, I can ask the ancestor and the headmaster to help. I just don't know if the ancestor is free..."

"Besides, since this involves the evil god, it is still too dangerous. We must be careful..."

Mo Hua pondered silently in his heart, and then temporarily put the matter behind him, concentrating on practicing the formation, while also looking forward to tomorrow's sword competition...

…

The border of Qianxuezhou, an unknown place.

In the bloody secret room.

Mr. Tu, covered in wounds and in a daze, knelt on the ground.

The death of the evil fetus of Gushan caused him to endure unprecedented severe "divine punishment". Both his body and soul were in extreme pain, as if he was falling into an endless purgatory.

Mr. Tu has become numb.

Somehow, he had a premonition that he didn't have much time left.

Not only because of the Taixu Sect, but also because of the fierce god inside the Taixu Sect...

There's something even scarier...

"Recently, I have always had a feeling that something, a pair of... dark and strange eyes, is staring at me in the dark..."

"But I don't know who he is..."

"Who else could he be?"

"Another terrifying monk has joined the game... or... has he always been in the game?"

"I have no idea..."

"I...I don't have time, I..."

Mr. Tu's tone suddenly paused, his eyes dimmed, revealing an eerily deep look.

After a moment, he slowly frowned:

"What was I just saying?"

"I'm wavering?"

"No, it's impossible."

"My loyalty to the Lord God is witnessed by heaven and earth. No one, no demon, no god, can shake my devout faith."

"There is nothing to be afraid of in this world."

"As long as the Lord God revives, all the monsters and demons will be wiped out under the glory of the Lord God..."

"Yes, that's right..."

Mr. Tu was talking crazily and then he knelt on the ground, his back was covered in blood and his soul was aching slightly.

But Mr. Tu felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.

Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all God's grace.

This is the "blessing" of God.

His pain is proof of God's existence and a symbol of God's favor to him.

"The revival of Lonely Mountain has failed because not enough people died..."

"This time, it will definitely succeed..."

"As long as enough people die, we will succeed..."

"And you, Lord God, will eventually awaken and taste the most delicious sacrifice in the world with your flesh and blood..."

Mr. Tu knelt down devoutly.

In his hand, he held a bloody human skin with a blue dragon pattern painted on it, flashing an evil blue-red light.

And what he was kneeling down to worship was a statue of God.

A huge, ferocious, sinister and evil statue with a human face, goat horns and white bones.

And within this statue, there is a terrifying aura of evil, as well as an ancient secret that no one knows...

(End of this chapter)