Chapter 883 Monster (Thank you, boss, for underlining_the leader of the youth reward~)

Taixu Mountain, where the elders live.

Ever since the bells of Lundao Mountain passed through the clouds and mist, crossed many mountains, and reached Taixu Mountain, the head of Taixu felt inexplicably anxious.

He cultivates his moral character and has always been calm and calm.

But since the sect's restructuring began and the Taoism Conference was held, his mood has not been very calm. He has been following the Taixu Sect's ranking, up and down, and uneasy.

The rise and fall of Taixu Sect lies on a thin line.

No matter how calm his temperament is, he cannot remain indifferent.

I don’t even want to bear the infamy of the ages and become the “sinner” of Taixu Sect’s decline from prosperity to prosperity.

He now understands that only when he has nothing to do can he be calm.

If something really happened, even an immortal would not be able to calm down.

The elder is in the middle, Mr. Xun is drinking tea.

He is the ancestor of Dongxu. He has to sit and guard the mountain gate and will not go out normally, even for grand events such as Taoism Conference.

At this time, Mr. Xun was drinking tea, as calm as an old Buddha.

The head of Taixu sighed.

How long has it been since I was still drinking tea? How on earth could the ancestor drink this tea...

Could it be...

The head of Taixu was moved in his heart and asked: "Ancestor, have you made any arrangements?"

Mr. Xun raised his eyebrows slightly and said nothing.

Head Taixu thought for a moment, frowned and said, "That quota, did you give it to...that child?"

Although Old Mr.

Ink painting...

Although the head of Taixu knows that this child is extraordinary, this is a formation discussion conference, and it concerns the future of the entire Taixu sect.

Is the ancestor so sure?

Head Taixu frowned and glanced at Mr. Xun.

Mr. Xun remained silent and only looked up at the sky.

"It's almost time..."

He calmly picked up the tea cup, brushed off the tea leaves, took a sip, and said calmly:

"Today, I want to open the eyes of the entire Qianxue State..."

Master Taixu's pupils trembled slightly.

…

On Daoshan, Daochang.

An examiner with a goatee, after marking the papers, immediately came to the examination hall in front of the dojo and said to a group of formation elders with a look full of emotion.

"Everyone, my eyes have been opened."

"What's the meaning?"

The examiner pointed to the ink painting sitting in the corner of the examination room and exclaimed, "That child's consciousness exceeds one line..."

Everyone was startled.

Even Master Wen, the examiner, turned his head and looked over.

"Over one line?"

Someone said: "You mean...his consciousness has reached a super level?"

"It's impossible..."

"he……"

Everyone let go of their consciousness and stared at the ink paintings, and their expressions became serious.

"No way..."

"But he did draw the seventeen-line formation. It can't be fake. There are so many formation masters watching..."

"Is it really too much?"

The hall instantly became quiet.

Everyone looked at each other, and then someone exclaimed:

"It's incredible..."

"Unprecedented..."

"It's really eye-opening..."

"In this world, there really are geniuses with super-level spiritual consciousness... I thought this was just a legend in the monastic books."

"The world is full of wonders. As long as there are more people, it is not surprising that any kind of genius will emerge."

"But...the spiritual consciousness is super high..." Someone shook his head.

Some elders also sighed: "With a super-level spiritual consciousness and a mid-stage foundation-building cultivation, he has actually drawn a seventeen-line formation. I'm afraid this boy's future will be limitless..."

All of you here are formation elders, and we all know what powerful spiritual consciousness means to an formation master.

What's more, he has already started.

To be able to draw the seventeen-line formation at such a young age must have taken a lot of hard work.

As long as you continue step by step, you will definitely achieve something in the future.

"It's just that the spiritual root is a bit lacking..."

"With such spiritual consciousness, what kind of spiritual roots do you need?"

"That's because you think that monks still pay attention to perfection in cultivating the Tao. If you have a shortcoming, it will be very difficult later."

"Even an formation master must have cultivation as a foundation."

"That's true..."

The examiners present were all talking about it.

Master Wen looked around and slowly spoke, reminding: "Everyone, business is more important."

The conference on Taoism has not been completed yet.

Everyone also came to their senses and said one after another: "What Master Wen said is true, but he was negligent for a moment."

"After all, geniuses like this are rare."

"It's a pity..." One examiner said regretfully, "My cultivation level is really low, otherwise this Array Discussion Conference would be really fun to watch."

"It will be the same next time."

"With such qualifications, he will definitely be there in the next term. By then, I'm afraid he will really be able to compete with the top formation geniuses from the four major sects."

"This is interesting."

"Don't think so much, finish this session first and then talk about it..."

"yes……"

One after another, a group of elders continued to invigilate the exam.

Only Master Wen, looking at the ink painting sitting peacefully in the field, closing his eyes and concentrating, showed an indescribable brilliance in his eyes.

…

The debate continues.

The defeated disciples were cleared out of the venue like a tide.

After the tide recedes, those who remain are the true geniuses.

Soon, the onlookers also discovered something was wrong.

"Why is that boy in the middle stage of foundation building still here?"

"The examiner won't kick him out?"

"Don't tell me, he even drew the seventeen-line formation?"

After a while, during the intermission, Mo Hua still sat quietly, preparing for the next exam.

Only then did everyone change their expressions.

"He...really drew the seventeen-mark formation?"

"Awesome..."
To be continued...