Old Mr.

After a while, Xun Ziyou came to see Mr. Xun.

Mr. Xun said: "Please take good care of this child Mo Hua."

Xun Ziyou was startled, "Didn't you give this order before..."

"This time is different," Mr. Xun said calmly, "I told you before that it was okay for you to break your arm but not for him to lose a hair. I was urging you to do your job well."

"It's different now. Now this sentence is the truth."

Xun Ziyou: "..."

He was stunned for a long time, then frowned and said weakly: "Ancestor, what is the identity of this child, worthy of your attention..."

"Don't worry about it," Mr. Xun looked at Xun Ziyou with serious eyes and a low voice, "You only know that he is very important to my Taixu Sect, and may even be related to..."

Mr. Xun paused for a moment, then slowly said:

"...the orthodoxy of my Taixu Sect!"

Xun Ziyou was suddenly startled, and his heart trembled.

Orthodoxy?!

Xun Ziyou's eyelids twitched, and he was about to say, "Are you exaggerating?" He was just a young foundation-building monk. No matter how talented he was and how special his status was, he could never be related to the Taixu Sect's orthodoxy.

Taixu Gate is one of the eight gates of Qianzhou, with profound heritage and long history.

If we trace back to the origin, before the three sects were divided, they were one of the few behemoths in Qianzhou.

What does this kind of orthodoxy have to do with a little monk?

Xunzi was puzzled for a long time.

But he knew that the ancestor was a serious man and never told lies.

If he said it was related to Taoism, then there must be deep cause and effect.

Xunzi looked serious and saluted: "Old Ancestor, I remember it."

Mr. Xun nodded slightly.

"It's just..." Xun Ziyou thought for a while and then said, "This child seems to have some quarrel with Duanjinmen. Do you want me to come forward..."

"No need." Mr. Xun shook his head, "I asked you to take care of me, not just to protect me."

"We can't let him get hurt, but other than that, whether it's Broken Golden Sect or other sects, the matters between the disciples should be settled by themselves, and they don't have to interfere too much."

Xun Ziyou understood what the ancestor meant and asked again, "Then if we cut off the top brass of Kinmen..."

Mr. Xun said: "Don't be afraid, I will take care of everything."

Xun Ziyou breathed a sigh of relief.

The ancestor spoke, and he became more confident.

"Go ahead," Mr. Xun waved his hand, "Don't be careless. If something happens..."

Mr. Xun thought for a while, and in order to urge him, he said more harshly, "I will delete you from the family tree..."

Xun Ziyou's scalp was numb and he was dumbfounded.

Can this joke be made casually?!

"Ancestor, are you serious..."

Mr. Xun looked at him silently.

Xunzi was very knowledgeable, with a bitter look on his face, and said as if he was resigned to his fate:

"yes."

After leaving the Elder's Residence, Xun Ziyou let out a long sigh.

He had a hunch that he, as a temporary "bodyguard", would become a "regular" bodyguard and become a long-term bodyguard.

It is estimated that there will be no rest days in the future...

…

After Mo Hua finished his class in the afternoon, he and Yu'er had dinner together, and then returned to the disciple's residence.

As soon as he entered the room, Mo Hua took out all the manuscripts given to him by Mr. Xun.

Especially the manuscript about "Array".

Mo Hua read the manuscript carefully and looked a little lonely.

This is indeed Master's manuscript.

Although there are some discrepancies, the master's experience of the "formation flow" taught by him when he was at the Five Elements Sect in Lishan City is exactly the same.

Mr. Zhuang's celestial demeanor, free and uninhibited, and gentle and watery expression came to mind again in Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was in a daze, and after a long time, he sighed deeply.

He read the manuscript again.

This is a manuscript on Taoism.

The description of "array flow" in it is more detailed, much more detailed and profound than what the master told him at the beginning.

Mo Hua looked at it and found that he couldn't understand it well.

Strictly speaking, he hasn't learned rays yet.

Although the Taoism of the Five Elements Sect and the "Origin Pattern" manifested by the Five Elements Array were in his hand, he actually didn't know that the "Origin Pattern" that looked like evil eyes was, in essence,

What on earth is it...

And the monks who can summarize the formations are all formation masters who have mastered certain types of formations to great perfection.

Therefore, it is not surprising that I cannot understand this ray manuscript.

"Keep it for now. Later, when your attainments in formations are higher, you can study them carefully..."

Mo Hua nodded slightly, and then put the Zhenliu manuscript into the Nazi Ring in a precious and important way.

This is Master's thing.

I treasure my ink paintings very much.

And Mr. Xun...

Mo Hua did not expect that Mr. Xun actually discussed the path and formation with his master.

That being said, does Mr. Xun and Master have some other connection?

Mo Hua's mind moved and he suddenly realized.

Things like "ray flow" are obviously not something that I can learn now.

Mr. Xun now handed Master's array manuscript to himself, and pointed out intentionally or unintentionally that it was the manuscript of "an old friend named Zhuang". Could it be that he was testing himself?

"Old sir, has he guessed that the master is my master?"

Mo Hua muttered in his heart.

However, this seems to be nothing...

It seems that there are quite a few people who know about this matter.

Not to mention the uncle, there are also the younger senior sister's mother, who is also his uncle, senior Situ from Xuanji Valley, and those fledgling monks who took a quick look during the Lishan City incident.

They are all "big monks" with advanced cultivation and busy affairs.

He was an inconspicuous little monk, and he was probably forgotten by them not long after.

Old Mr.

At least Mo Hua didn't feel any malice.

Moreover, the old gentleman also gave himself the master's manuscript.

He is also very kind to himself on weekdays, and he is even more generous in preaching and teaching.

Mr. Xun is a good man!

Mo Hua nodded.

I am now concentrating on learning the formation. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will repay his kindness.

A drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring.

This is what my mother told me about life.

Mo Hua figured it out, read the formation book for a while, and learned the formations for a while. When he got up, his consciousness sank into the Taoist monument again, and he continued to practice the formations.

He needs to find a way to practice more formations and hone his spiritual consciousness.

Now that I can't go out, I can only rely on this stupid method to hone my spiritual consciousness.

Strive to break through the blockade of the laws of heaven as soon as possible, upgrade your spiritual consciousness to the eighteen lines, and learn more and more powerful formations.
To be continued...