Mo Hua was startled.

Mr. Xun waved his hand, no longer angry, and his voice became much gentler, "Go back to class."

"Oh..." Mo Hua was a little confused, so he bowed his hands and said, "Then the disciple is leaving?"

"Yeah." Mr. Xun nodded slightly.

Mo Hua left in a daze.

After Mo Hua left, Mr. Xun thought for a long time before slowly getting up and using the Void Escape Technique to break through the cracks in the void and directly enter the back mountain.

There is an ancestral hall in the back mountain.

The ancestral hall is solemn, grand and majestic, with a white-patterned tablet on a mysterious background and portraits of the Taixu Patriarch of the past dynasties.

Mr. Xun, a man with white hair, respectfully offered incense.

But his hands couldn't stop trembling slightly.

From the simple incense burner, curls of green smoke rise.

Old Mr.

"My ancestors bless you..."

"I, Taixumen, really have great luck!"

"The glimmer of hope in Tianji's dilemma...should be this child!"

The incense on the incense burner rises like clouds and mist, covering the portraits of the ancestors of Taixumen. The breath is pure and endless.

Mr. Xun took a long breath of relief.

…

The next day, Mr. Xun went to see the head of Taixu.

The head of Taixu has a dignified and kind expression, an extraordinary bearing, is good at cultivating his moral character, and has long and thick black hair.

He was of noble birth, had his own inheritance, entered Taoism with swordsmanship, and had good cultivation. He had a special status within the Taixu Sect.

But at this moment, the head of Taixu also looked a little solemn.

Although he does not cultivate spiritual thoughts and does not understand algorithms, at his level of cultivation, he can vaguely perceive the evolution and evil intentions of some heavenly secrets.

The years in Taixumen have been quiet, but there is a hint that a storm is about to come.

However, he could not see the specific omen.

In front of the elegant sandalwood table, Master Taixu sat across from Mr. Xun. After the water boiled and the tea was fragrant, he personally bowed and poured a cup of tea for Mr. Xun, and then sighed:

"Taixu, Tai'a, Chongxu, although the swordsmanship is divided into three parts, they have become three sects, but after all, they have ancestors and are connected by the same spirit..."

"I told their bosses, but they didn't believe me."

"Tai'amen is very powerful and seems to want to go one step further and occupy the top of the eight gates."

"Chongxumen is in the middle, but we also want to be at the forefront."

The head of the Taixu Sect said to himself, "On the contrary, I, the Taixu Sect, am slowly falling behind, not wanting to make progress."

Mr. Xun took a sip of tea but said nothing.

The head of Taixu sighed, a little embarrassed, and continued:

"Tai Amen, in recent years, there have been many talented people, especially the Ouyang family. The boy named Ouyang Feng is not very showy, but he has mastered the swordsmanship of the Zhen sect very deeply. He is calm and does not show his sharp edge. He is a very useful person.

of talent.”

"Chongxu Sect, in this session, there seems to be a very talented swordsman genius. Not long after he entered the Chongxu Sword Tomb, he sensed the Chongxu Sword Tomb and cultivated the Chongxu Sword Qi. It is regarded as the Chongxu Sect. It has lasted for nearly five hundred years.

Here comes the most talented disciple."

"My Taixu Sect is a bit inferior... There are some who have good spiritual abilities and some who practice swordsmanship, but they are just a little more 'mediocre' in the end. Compared with these real geniuses, they are still inferior."

The head of Taixu shook his head, looking helpless:

"It's no wonder that Tai'amen and Chongxumen don't want to play with my Taixumen."

"They didn't take anything I said to heart. They were probably afraid that I would be too weak and hinder them."

Mr. Xun frowned slightly.

Although the three families are connected by the same spirit, they have indeed been separated for a long time. Each has its own business and cannot interfere in other people's affairs.

Head Taixu glanced at Mr. Xun, his expression was slightly solemn, and he asked in a low voice:

"Old sir, what on earth... happened?"

Mr. Xun sighed: "I can't tell clearly."

The head of Taixu looked solemn.

"In short," Mr. Xun said, "from now on, let the disciples of the sect be cautious in their words and deeds. Some of the sect's arrangements should also be as conservative as possible and not make any rash advances..."

Head Taixu nodded.

How about lying down to maintain health? He is familiar with this.

Old Mr.

"No fault is merit. There is no need to compare with others. If they want to compete for fame and wealth, let them compete."

Mr. Xun looked calm.

"What the old man said makes sense." Head Taixu agreed.

Afterwards, the two of them continued drinking tea and chatting about some sect affairs. Mr. Xun said, "However, there is a small rule that needs to be changed."

The head of Taixu was slightly startled.

Old Mr.

The head of Taixu was confused and asked with a frown:

"Old sir, please forgive me for being ignorant, but does this move... have some profound meaning?"

Old Mr.

"There are too many formation classes and I don't have time to take them all into consideration, so I simply give them a big class and teach them all together."

When the head of Taixu heard this, he couldn't bear it.

Mr. Xun really worked hard and dedicated his whole life for the Taixu Sect.

The head of Taixu said softly: "How about leaving these matters of preaching and teaching to the elders and teachers in the sect. Mr., you have a distinguished status, so there is no need to condescend to me and teach in person..."

"

"no!"

Mr. Xun said seriously:

"Preaching and teaching is the foundation of our Taixu Sect. Whether it is building a foundation, becoming a disciple, teaching, or being an elder, regardless of the level of cultivation or the level of the position, it should be based on preaching and teaching.

To be proud, this is the duty of the sect!"

"Although I am old now, no matter what, I must stick to this principle!"

When the head of Taixu heard this, he was extremely respectful. He immediately stood up, cupped his hands and saluted:

"Junior, please follow the teachings of the old gentleman."

Mr. Xun stroked his beard and nodded happily.

After the matter was finalized, Mr. Xun left. But his words still echoed in the ears of Head Taixu.

The head of Taixu thought for a long time, with complicated emotions, and sighed in his heart:

"In today's cultivation world, whether it is a family or a sect, there are fewer and fewer people who are as open-minded and righteous as Mr. Xun..."

Head Taixu sighed, took a sip of tea, and was suddenly startled. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly felt something strange.

This big formation course won’t be held earlier or later, so why is it being held now?

Although it was for the purpose of preaching and teaching, he always felt that Mr. Xun seemed to have a little selfish intention.

However, old Mr.

Head Taixu thought for a while and shook his head.

It's probably because I'm too worried.

Mr. Xun is of high moral character and high prestige, so he would not lie to himself.

…

After Mr. Xun discussed with the leader of Taixu, the rules of the formation class were changed accordingly.

The next formation class is the beginning of the big class.

The location of the course was chosen in the Preaching Pavilion, the largest preaching room.

Old Mr.
To be continued...