Chapter 1002: Xuan Zi Sword Discussion
Lun Dao Mountain (Mountain of Dao Discourse), early morning.
Disciples from various sects gathered together, forming a huge crowd.
The elders from the four sects, eight schools and twelve schools took the sect's orders and, witnessed by the four major sect leaders, threw bamboo sticks into the heavenly discussion ceremony. After a "deduction" of cause and effect that was isolated from the secrets of heaven, the list of participants in the "Xuan" sword-discussing competition was finalized.
The elders of each sect copied down the names of the names, and then left, leading their disciples back to their sects.
The Prince (Huangzi) Bureau is the preliminary round. There are many participating disciples, the schedule is tight, and time is tight. Therefore, the draw is in the morning and the competition begins in the afternoon.
When it came to the Xuanzi (Profound Master) Bureau, after the preliminary screening, only one in ten sword-fighting teams remained, and the number of people dropped sharply, so there was a lot of leeway in the arrangement of the competition schedule.
The draw will be today and the official duel will begin tomorrow.
Moreover, the format of the "Xuan" sword contest will change, the opponents will become stronger, the battle situation will become more complicated, and the fights among the disciples in the sword contest will really begin to become fierce.
Therefore, before each round of battle, everyone will be given time to discuss tactics and develop countermeasures.
Inside Taixu Gate, in the great hall.
The list of members of the "Xuan" Bureau has been sent out.
Mo Hua held the Taixu Order in his hand, looking at the list intently with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
There are about fifty teams from Taixu Sect that enter the Xuanzi Bureau, and the elimination rate is eight to nine out of ten.
This meant that for about 80% to 90% of the disciples, the sword-fighting competition had come to an end. They could only participate in the "yellow" game and could only play about ten games. The only opportunity for a sword-fighting competition in their life had also ended.
This elimination rate is actually much lower than that of other sects.
In addition, Taixu Sect now has many disciples, so it was able to occupy a huge advantage in the preliminary round and won the first place in the sword contest.
Mo Hua glanced at the disciples around him.
The disciples who were eliminated were certainly unwilling and regretful, but they were not depressed.
They have tried their best, put in efforts and made practical contributions to Taixu Sect's sword-fighting ranking.
The Taixu Sect's current first place in the sword-fighting competition was won bit by bit by them.
It is hard to say what will happen in the subsequent sword fight.
But at least the victory nowadays was not won by the "prodigy" who was superior to everyone else, but was won by these numerous ordinary disciples who were weaker than others, fighting with their swords and knives.
Mo Hua was suddenly startled, as if thinking about something.
"In this world, existence and non-existence coexist, difficulty and ease complement each other, and strength and weakness contrast with each other..."
"Where there is strength, there is naturally weakness; where there is weakness, there is naturally strength..."
"Since there are genius disciples, there are also 'ordinary' disciples who are mediocre compared to the 'geniuses'."
"The genius is strong, while the ordinary disciples are weak..."
"There are few geniuses, but many ordinary disciples."
"If... we can unite to the greatest extent possible and give full play to the strength of ordinary disciples, ordinary cultivators, and even the lowest-level cultivators in the vast cultivation world, does this also mean that we can 'turn the weak into the strong' and 'the weak defeat the strong'?"
"If there are enough monks gathered together, the power will be great enough to... truly change the world?"
Mo Hua looked stunned.
A hint of insight into the coexistence of existence and non-existence, the reversal of strength and weakness, and the transformation of the two yin and yang suddenly arose in my heart.
The idea of "the weak can overcome the strong" was like a "spark" buried deep in his heart, and like a ray of burning flame, it illuminated a vague road.
Above the Taoist temple, Elder Xun Zixian, who was about to say something, saw Mo Hua's "absent-minded" look and subconsciously stopped talking for fear of disturbing him.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Hua raised his head. His eyes were deep and his pupils were bright, like a candlelight in the night, which was actually a little dazzling.
Xun Zixian was stunned when he saw this.
"What did this child realize?"
If one has extraordinary spiritual awareness, amazing talent, a clear mind, and a smart spirit, and reads, learns, and thinks a lot, it is indeed easier for him to have an "epiphany" about everything in the world, and even about the great principles of the universe.
He had seen this kind of trance-like "enlightenment" state of ink painting many times.
To be honest, Xun Zixian was extremely envious.
But this time, Xun Zixian always felt that something was different.
It seemed as if Mo Hua had suddenly realized something extraordinary this time.
The faint "fire" in his eyes revealed a sense of... "treason"?
Xun Zixian shook his head. Seeing that Mo Hua had come back to his senses, he gathered his thoughts, cleared his throat, and talked about the sword fight:
"The previous Huangzi Bureau sword fight was only a preliminary round, so the mode was just a simple free-for-all."
"When it comes to the Xuanzi Bureau, it's different."
"In the Xuanzi Bureau, there are other sword-fighting competition systems mixed in. This competition system is random and is also deduced by the Tianyi of Dao Lun."
"Every game is different."
"The specific competition system will not be revealed until six hours before the duel..."
A disciple asked in confusion: "Elder, why didn't you decide on this competition system earlier?"
The other disciples also nodded, "That's right, this way, everyone can prepare in advance."
Xun Zixian then asked, "In the future, when you travel in the cultivation world, if someone wants to kill you, will they notify you in advance so that you can prepare?"
"Or if you are leading the Taoist soldiers to fight and encounter an ambush on the way, you should also ask others to wait so that you can discuss how to fight them?"
The disciples stopped talking.
Xun Zixian said, "In the earliest sword fighting competitions, the rules of the competition were not announced until the moment they started, in order to train the disciples' ability to respond to changing circumstances."
"Whether it's attacking, defending, killing, escaping, beheading, or escaping... you have to make decisions on the spot in a split second."
"Then I took into consideration that you are still disciples after all and have not personally experienced so many situations where you have to face life and death..."
Xun Zixian was talking when he suddenly paused and couldn't help but glance at the ink painting again.
He had always heard about the stories of ink painting.
Fire Buddha, Ten Thousand Monsters Valley, Rouge Boat, Dragon King Temple... and the Solitary Mountain Tomb...
Every single one of these is a life-or-death situation.
It is really unbelievable that Mo Hua was able to go through all these dangerous events from beginning to end without missing a single one and survived unscathed.
The most incredible thing is that after going through so many things, he can still have an innocent face and clear eyes, blending in with the crowd, really like an ordinary disciple who is "inexperienced in the world".
A hungry wolf, wearing sheep's clothing, mixed in with the flock, looking more "harmless" than the sheep around him...
Xun Zixian sighed slightly and changed his words:
"Most of you have never experienced such a killing situation. It would be too difficult for you to make a decision on the spur of the moment."
"That's why the competition format was decided six hours in advance."
"These six hours are a buffer period for you to discuss, make decisions, and prepare for the sword fight."
"But you must know that once you leave the sect and step into the world of cultivation, many dangers will occur in a moment, and you will not have enough time to think and react."
"Sword fighting is both a form of confrontation and a form of sharpening..."
"Yes, Elder!"
The disciples said solemnly.
After that, Xun Zixian explained some precautions and let everyone prepare on their own.
It is said that everyone is asked to prepare on their own, but in fact it is to leave time for ink painting.
Mo Hua then brought all the junior fellow apprentices who had participated in the "Xuan" sword debate to the grove, and as per usual, he explained some tactics and formation equipment to them.
But that was all he could do.
Everything that needs to be explained has already been explained.
All the training that needs to be done has been done almost completely.
The spiritual weapons and formations are also ready.
When the battle comes, Mo Hua will have no way to give orders. By that time, the "Xuan" game will depend more on the on-the-spot performance of these disciples.
After Mo Hua finished explaining, there was still some time left, so he asked his disciples to go to the practice grounds and practice on their own.
Mo Hua also took Linghu Xiao and the others to practice Taoism on the side, thinking about what method he should show to everyone in the next sword fight...
On the high platform, the heads of the three mountains, Taixu, Tai'a and Chongxu, gathered together, looking at their disciples who were training diligently. Although they looked pleased, there was a layer of gloom in their hearts.
"The yellow bureau is over, the good days are over..."
Master Tai'a sighed softly.
The heads of Taixu Mountain and Chongxu Mountain did not say anything, but they both nodded secretly.
What others can see, these leaders naturally know as well.
The title of "No. 1 in Swordplay" is as tempting to the leaders of these sects as elixirs and magical treasures.
Once you've tasted the first one, it's really hard to let go.
Even though I know in my heart that this first place is only temporary, just "borrowed", and will eventually have to be returned.
But when it comes time to "return" the money, I still feel very uncomfortable.
People are really greedy...
Even for Master Taixu, who has always been a self-cultivator, it is difficult for him to remain calm after experiencing this taste of "fame and fortune".
In the face of real interests, even the most "Buddhist" person will find it difficult to remain calm.
If you are calm, it is because the benefits are not big enough.
"It's going to be a tough battle later on. Thank you for your hard work, kids..."
"yes..."
"It will start tomorrow..."
The Xuan Zi sword debate has begun.
The Taixu Sect's ranking in the sword-fighting competition is finally starting to decline step by step.
It was like cutting meat with a blunt knife. All the fat that had been accumulated was cut off piece by piece.
The three masters drank their tea in silence.
…
The next day, the Xuan Zi Sword Contest officially began.
The participating disciples had already known the competition format before the competition, and most of them still focused on the "melee" competition system of the yellow bureau.
Only a small number of people drew the "siege", "defending the city" and "beheading" types of competition systems.
Obviously, when you first enter the Xuanzi Bureau, you won't make drastic changes.
The changes in the sword-fighting competition system must be a gradual process to allow the disciples to slowly adapt.
On the first day of the Xuan Zi Sword Contest, Mo Hua did not need to appear.
He would have to wait until the next day to have a duel with the Twelve Riders.
Therefore, on the first day, he came mainly to watch the game, wanting to see how his fellow junior brothers from Taixu Sect performed.
Above the huge Fang Tian painting shadow, there were exciting and spectacular sword fights.
The geniuses of each sect also began to take real action.
As expected, the situation of Taixu Sect began to become serious.
The forms of Taoist soldiers, spiritual weapons and formations can indeed strengthen low-level cultivators, but this "strengthening" is limited after all.
Moreover, the disciples of Taixu Sect have limited training time, so it is impossible for them to really surpass the limitations of their cultivation and Taoist level and defeat the geniuses of other sects.
In particular, most of the opponents in Xuan Zi's sword fight are disciples of the Twelve Riders and some of the Eight Great Sects. It is not easy to defeat them.
Most of the Taixu Sect's disciples were caught in a tough battle.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The battle was extremely tense, requiring many rounds of tug-of-war and consumption, and each victory became more difficult.
In the Xuan Zi Sword Contest, every victory will add ten victory points.
In other words, one game won by Xuan is equivalent to ten games won by Huang.
As a result of this, Taixu Sect's ranking stopped rising, and the gap with the second place "Tianjian Sect" was gradually narrowing.
After a day of fierce fighting, there were many changes in the rankings, and Taixu Sect was still in first place.
But everyone knows that this "first" has turned from "victory" to "decline" and has begun to go downhill.
And today will be the "peak" of Taixu Sect, and from then on it will decline.
Many people are already looking forward to the day when Taixu Sect falls out of first place, or even out of the "top four".
That also means that Taixu Gate General will be truly beaten back to his "original form".
And it was under this situation that the first "Xuan" debate in ink painting officially began.
This sword fight also attracted everyone's attention.
Ink painting has a special status and a very high reputation.
In addition to the previous sword debate, his various "inaction" behaviors have been criticized.
Although his reputation plummeted, his attention soared.
The entire Lundao Mountain was packed with spectators, many of whom came just to see him.
Some people hope that he can perform well and live up to expectations, while others want to see him fail, so that they can gloat over his misfortune and ridicule him…
I know nothing about these ink paintings.
All his attention was still focused on the sword fight.
In this first Xuan Zi Sword Contest, Mo Hua's luck was average, and the competition system he drew was still an ordinary "melee".
Simple five-on-five.
The opponent is the "Xuantie Gate", one of the Twelve Schools.
This is a sect that practices weapon refining, but it also teaches body refining. It has a set of secret body refining methods that complement weapon refining techniques.
The disciples of the sect practice both weapon refining and body refining. Not only are they skilled in weapon refining, but their muscles and bones are as hard as iron.
Xuantie Sect is considered a powerful sect among the Twelve Ranks.
However, the ones fighting against Mo Hua were not the strongest team of disciples from Xuantie Sect, but a team below the top and above the first-rate team in Xuantie Sect.
The strength is already pretty good.
When the time comes, both sides enter the field and the battle is about to break out.
But this time, the battle did not end in a short time.
The two sides are in a stalemate to a certain extent.
The Xuantie Sect is in a stalemate because their strength is indeed limited.
The stalemate within Taixu Sect was caused by Mo Hua.
Because he stood by, watching, motionless.
As a result, Taixu Sect was forced into a situation of four against five.
Moreover, after experiencing the previous battles, most of Linghu Xiao and his men's methods were exposed to the sight of other sects.
The Xuantie Gate also made targeted arrangements.
They simply ignored Mo Hua and treated the remaining four people as opponents.
This way, the advantage is huge.
They are all talented disciples in Qianxuezhou. Although there are good and bad geniuses, no one is really bad if they can participate in the sword-fighting competition and reach the "Xuan" level.
In a five-on-five battle like this, as long as the strength gap is not too great, one more or one less person will have a huge impact.
Linghu Xiao was restrained by two disciples of Xuantie Gate.
Ouyang Xuan was fighting one-on-one with a big body-cultivating disciple.
Cheng Mo and Situ Jian were also in a stalemate.
Taixu Sect has the upper hand, but the advantage is not obvious.
The Xuantie Sect, relying on their numerical advantage and using the extra man, constantly changed their attack targets and launched a flow of offensive, putting pressure on Linghu Xiao and his four companions. The two sides fought back and forth for a while.
Fortunately, Linghu Xiao is really strong.
After a stalemate of more than half an hour, Linghu Xiao finally found an opportunity from the attack of Xuantie Gate. Despite the pressure, he condensed a Chongxu sword energy, which directly disabled one of the opponents and shattered his Lundao Jade.
This way, it becomes a four-on-four situation, and the pressure is greatly reduced.
After that, Taixu Sect relied on the two "geniuses" Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Xuan to continuously expand its advantage, and finally ended the battle step by step.
Throughout the whole process, Mo Hua was "watching coldly from the sidelines", watching his teammates get into trouble without doing anything.
This time, it really angered the audience outside.
In particular, when Taixu Sect's ranking had been falling, the team was in a tough fight and teammates were struggling, he was still like this, indifferent and doing nothing, which really made many people angry.
"This one called 'Ink Painting' is really too much!"
"Eat other people's food but don't do other people's work!"
"Is such a person worthy of being called the 'leader of formations'? Is he worthy of being called a 'genius'?"
"What on earth is Taixu Sect raising him for?"
"Normally, he relies on the blessing of the sect to bully others, which is fine, but now that Taixu Sect is in trouble, he is still putting pressure on his teammates, but he himself does nothing..."
"This is sucking the blood of the sect and teammates!"
"For the sake of the false reputation of the sword fight, he even lost his dignity."
"What on earth are the head and elders of Taixu Sect thinking? Have they lost their minds? Why don't they remove him? Do they insist on treating him like a 'little ancestor'?"
"Who could have imagined that the Taixu Sect, one of the eight great sects, would be so corrupt and tyrannical..."
"In my opinion, he might as well withdraw from the competition directly to avoid embarrassing himself here. If others see him, they will think that everyone in our Qianxuezhou world is mediocre..."
…
The voices of condemnation were very loud at the time.
Wen Ren Wan, Murong Caiyun, and other cultivators who were familiar with Mo Hua, also heard these rumors and couldn't help but feel angry.
But there were so many people discussing Taoism on the mountain, and there were too many monks saying these things, that they didn't know who to argue with for a moment, and could only suppress their anger silently in their hearts.
The high-ranking officials of the major families and sects also shook their heads silently.
They could also see that Linghu Xiao and his five companions were currently the strongest sword-fighting team in Taixu Sect.
If the strongest team of Taixu Sect is only at this level now, then this year's sword contest of Taixu Sect has indeed come to an end...
Three people make a tiger, and many mouths can melt gold.
Public opinion confuses people.
Even within the Taixu Sect, some elders began to waver and doubt whether it was a wise move to let Mo Hua and Linghu Xiao team up.
These elders are mainly the original elders of Tai'a and Chongxu Mountains.
They were also talking secretly behind the scenes.
But all these discussions were suppressed by the leaders of the two mountains.
I have to accept the defeat. Since we have already made the agreement and decided on the teams, there is no reason to regret after the fight has begun.
What's more, it's no use regretting now.
The reason why Taixu Sect was temporarily able to become number one in swordplay was mostly due to Mo Hua's contribution.
It is the ink painting that makes the overall arrangement.
We cannot accuse him of "destroying the bridge after crossing it" just because he is performing poorly and making no achievements in the individual team's sword-fighting competition.
Moreover, although the heads of Tai'a Mountain and Chongxu Mountain had little contact with Mo Hua, they always had a vague feeling that they could not see through this little disciple.
The formation leader of Taixu Sect is definitely not as simple as he looks.
However, the interior of Taixu Mountain was peaceful.
From top to bottom, basically no one had any objection to the performance of ink painting.
In particular, those elders who knew more or less about some of Mo Hua's "deeds", faced with all kinds of doubts and criticisms from the outside world, could only sneer in their hearts:
What kind of game does Mo Hua usually play?
What kind of situation is this sword fight you are in now?
Can we compare?
If a master can let you see everything, can he still be a master?
In this overwhelming, tidal-like criticism, the second "Xuan" sword debate of Mo Hua officially began.
This time the opponent is still the Twelve-Rate.
But the opponent is much stronger than the previous Xuantie Gate.
As soon as they entered the sword-fighting preparation room of Lundao Mountain, a tall and mighty young man, accompanied by a group of people, walked up to Mo Hua and others.
The young man didn't even look at Mo Hua, but walked past him, in front of Linghu Xiao, and asked:
"Are you Linghu Xiao?"
Linghu Xiao nodded coldly.
The boy pointed at himself with confidence, "Remember my name, I'm the one who defeated you!"
(End of this chapter)