"Remember it under the name of Mo Hua?"

Xun Ziyou was stunned.

Mr. Xun gave him a faint look, "What? No?"

"No."

Xun Ziyou was a little embarrassed, "This is a bit against the rules, I'm afraid it won't convince the public..."

Old Mr.

Come to me and I'll see what excuses he can come up with."

Xun Ziyou smiled bitterly, "Yes..."

Old Mr.

"If others ask, just say it was my decision. Of course, if others don't ask, don't say anything. It's better to do less than to do more..."

After Mr. Xun finished speaking, he sighed slightly and said with emotion:

"It's not easy to practice as a casual practitioner, especially with spiritual stones. Without spiritual stones, it's difficult to move forward."

"His realm is low now, and it's not that obvious. In the future, when his cultivation level goes up, he will swallow and spit out a huge amount of spiritual stones. How can he do it without any family background..."

"Ancestor, you are right." Xunzi said leisurely.

But in his heart, he still felt a little bit dissatisfied.

It would be strange if others heard your words and didn't think Mo Hua was your grandson...

However, this time in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, the ink painting contributed a lot, so it is reasonable to give him some reward.

Xun Ziyou cupped his hands and said:

"After the discussion with Duanjinmen is over, I will pick some properties as you said and put them under the name of Mo Hua. The annual profit-making spirit stones will also be given directly to him..."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Xun intercepted and said: "I won't give it now."

"No?" Xun Ziyou was a little surprised.

Mr. Xun nodded and said: "Keep it first, don't give it to him."

Seeing that Xun Ziyou was a little confused, Mr. Xun continued: "He is still young, what does he need so many spiritual stones?"

"When there are too many spiritual stones, it is easy to become bad, and it is easy to be lazy and not know how to work hard."

"One day in the future, he really needs spiritual stones to practice. I will give them to him when the time comes."

“It’s always better to provide help in times of need than to add icing on the cake.”

The same kind of kindness can help others remember your friendship.

The icing on the cake, sometimes others don't care so much.

This is Mr. Xun's little selfishness.

He wanted Mo Hua to remember more of Taixu Sect's kindness.

Of course, he still had some concerns.

That is the "deceitful man"...

Mo Hua's spiritual talent is too strong, and may even be stronger than that "treacherous man". Once it goes astray, the consequences will be disastrous.

It is not impossible to even become a demon more terrifying than the "Crooked Man"...

Therefore, this spiritual stone can only be given to Mo Hua with confidence when he truly grows up and sticks to his Taoist heart.

Otherwise, it will be a "big sin".

Mr. Xun did not say these words.

Xun Ziyou didn't understand the inside story either, so he just nodded and said:

"Ancestor has thought about it."

After that, the two chatted for a while.

When the matter was almost finished, Xun Ziyou held up his hands and said, "It's getting late, so disciple, I'll take my leave first."

"Yeah." Mr. Xun nodded.

Xun Ziyou was silent for a moment, a doubt crossed his mind, but he hesitated again and again and still did not ask.

Fifth-grade void formation...

He didn't ask, and Mr. Xun didn't mention it either.

Everyone seems to have forgotten.

But Xun Ziyou knew in his heart that this was the most critical point. However, at this level, involving fifth-level formations and cave-xu power, he could not interfere at all, let alone touch them.

Even if the ancestor found out something, it would be impossible to tell him.

On the contrary, it is an ink painting...

"Ancestor," Xun Ziyou said slowly, "that kid in Mo Hua, isn't the way he cultivates different from that of ordinary monks?"

Mr. Xun looked calm, "Why is it different?"

Xun Ziyou frowned, "His spiritual consciousness seems to be much stronger than that of monks in the same realm. Moreover, he can also use his spiritual thoughts to invade certain types of imaginary objects. He seems to be very familiar with evil spirits..."

"These are definitely not taught by you, my ancestor, are they?"

Xun Ziyou looked a little solemn, "What is the origin of this child? Where did he get these inheritances?"

Mr. Xun did not comment and only said:

"Don't ask too many questions, just know what you know, and don't mention it to anyone else."

"Ancestor..." Xun Ziyou was a little confused.

Mr. Xun said meaningfully: "If you don't ask, you won't know. If you don't know, there will be no cause and effect."

"Sometimes, if there is no cause and effect, it is just 'good cause and effect'..."

Xun Ziyou was stunned, and then nodded solemnly.

Mr. Xun waved his hand and said, "Go and get busy."

"Yes." Xun Ziyou saluted, "Disciple, take your leave."

After Xun Ziyou left, Mr. Xun looked silent.

He knew some things about Mo Hua, but he never asked about them.

The man named Zhuang is close to success in his calculations.

Before he died, he must have tampered with the child, using the mist of heaven to cover up some good and bad causes and effects.

The secrets in Mo Hua are safe as long as he doesn't tell them.

But once he opens his mouth, even if he tells himself, it may not be safe...

Mr. Xun looked deeply and sighed slowly.

…

The night is dark.

In a secret room of a certain hall.

Mr. Tu is "being tortured".

The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons was annihilated. Over the years, almost all the demon cultivators it had raised were wiped out, and all the demons it had fostered were also devoured.

A trace of his soul was wiped out, and his vitality was severely damaged.

Even if it's just a little bit close, the spirit of "Young Master" will remain in the nightmare forever.

This is the most tragic loss so far.

If you lose the Ten Thousand Demons Valley in the Demon Refining Mountain, you will also lose an inexhaustible treasure house.

A large number of "minions" of demon cultivators driven by the God Lord, demon beast materials, demon flesh and blood, demon evil thoughts, etc. have all lost their supply.

Although everything happened for a reason, a divine punishment is inevitable.

This is also the most severe "torture" Mr. Tu has ever suffered.

He saw with his own eyes and experienced all kinds of tortures in the Three Thousand Wildernesses, which were like prisons on earth.

After being tortured, Mr. Tu's skin was rotten and his bones were torn. He slumped on the ground and almost lost his human form, like a ball of ravaged "flesh and blood".

At the same time, what was even more painful was his soul.

I don't know how long it took before Mr. Tu recovered from the endless pain.

The pain of divine punishment was imprinted on his soul.

However, his skin and flesh were gradually recovering and transformed into a human form again.

Mr. Tu tremblingly knelt down in front of the white sheep bone statue, and said with trembling words: "Sin slave, thank you... thank the Lord God for your gift..."
To be continued...