"I'm afraid the cause and effect is not small if I'm willing to give up Liangyi Suo."

If you don't pry into the details, just by revealing the secret lock, even if you feel it a little bit, Taixu Sect won't know.

The elder Ge now performed a more formal hand gesture, but after a moment of calculation, he paused again. There was already a hint of astonishment on Cangran's face:

"This...how many layers of 'vest' are there?"

Why are the ingredients of Tianji so complicated?

Moreover, there are actually a few strands of cause and effect that feel familiar to me?

There are even some causes and effects that make him, the pavilion elder, feel afraid...

Mr. Ge looked surprised and a little unbelievable.

After a while, he slowly put down the half-finished hand gesture and stopped counting. Instead, he looked at the name on the jade slip, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"Ink painting..."

"I remember."

Then he murmured:

"However, the leader of the array... this way..."

The veteran general's pale gaze turned to the chessboard in front of him.

On the chessboard, a large number of chess pieces are intertwined, black and white mixed, and it is difficult to separate them.

"...The situation has changed again?"

Mr. Ge stared at the chessboard, looking at it, and suddenly he saw three delicate dragons on the chessboard, with a faint appearance of fusion. He couldn't help but look slightly sluggish, and he slowly sat up straight and murmured:

"No way..."

…

Inside Taixu Gate.

With the elder in the middle, the head of Taixu said to Mr. Xun: "Tai'amen and Chongxumen have been determined to lose their eight gates."

"The previous worries are correct. Tai'amen's 'Forged Sword' and Chongxu Sect's 'Sword Qi' are not pure enough and do not meet the standards of the Twelve Flows. In addition, the four major sects are obstructing them. Therefore, among the Twelve Flows, There is no place for them."

"Tai'amen and Chongxumen will probably fall into the Qianxuebaimen..."

Head Taixu sighed in his heart, and then felt a little happy.

If Mo Hua hadn't suddenly appeared out of nowhere and won the first place in the discussion formation with the qualifications of a monster, the Taixu Sect's situation might not be much better.

And, that's not all.

The head of Taixu sighed: "There are already many disciples of the Tai'a and Chongxu families who are preparing to withdraw."

Mr. Xun frowned, "Back out?"

"Yes," said the head of Taixu, "children from aristocratic families who join the Tai'a Chongxu sect will be awarded the title of 'Eight Gates'. Now the rankings of these two sects have slipped and will soon be lost among the hundred sects of Qianxue." Among them, these children of extraordinary families will naturally look for higher places..."

This is how the aristocratic family behaves, cold and snobbish.

Even if these children do not want to quit, their parents and elders will force them to quit the clan.

Mr. Xun nodded and asked again: "What about the elder? No one wants to retreat?"

The head of Taixu said: "At the elder level, things are better so far. After all, they are all relying on the mountain and receiving the sect's salary. There are also some who are closely tied to the interests of the sect, and it is difficult to jump off the ship even if they want to. "

"But this is only for now, it will be difficult to say later."

"At least a large number of Keqing elders will resign. Some neutral elders are probably also secretly looking for new homes..."

The head of Taixu shook his head, "The sect is restructuring and sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you take this step back, it will be difficult to climb up in this turbulent current."

"What's more, a group of core disciples have left, a group of elders have left, and the titles of the eight gates will no longer exist, and the quality of the disciples recruited will also decline. This is almost a deadlock. Tai'amen and Chongxumen will probably not be able to do so again in the future. It’s hard to look up…”

The head of Taixu spoke with emotion and some sympathy.

Mr. Xun nodded and said: "Okay."

Head Taixu almost thought he heard wrong, "Okay?"

Mr. Xun nodded, "Very good."

The head of Taixu was stunned.

Aren’t the three gates from the same origin and connected with the same Qi?

Why are you, ancestor, still gloating over misfortune?

Old Mr.

"These two families have quite strong bones. As long as they can take a breath, they are not so easy to talk to."

The head of Taixu thought for a moment, and suddenly his heart jumped, "Ancestor, you don't know how to..."

Mr. Xun shook his head, "Let's take a look at the situation and don't say anything yet."

The head of Taixu could only nod, and couldn't help but admire him. The ancestor was worthy of being an ancestor. Not only did he have far-sighted thinking, deep planning, and courage, but his appetite was also unimaginable...

Of course, this matter is not that simple.

There are huge obstacles on all fronts, and there are still many things that need to be planned.

Old Mr.

Head Taixu nodded, "It's about Mo Hua."

"Mo Hua? What's the matter with him?" Mr. Xun looked serious.

The head of Taixu was silent for a moment and asked: "Ancestor, do you know how many achievements this child has now?"

Mr. Xun was startled, "How much? Tens of thousands?"

"Four hundred and eighty-six thousand nine hundred and twelve points..."

The head of Taixu reported an extremely astonishing amount.

Mr. Xun was surprised, "How much? Four hundred and eighty thousand? How can it be so much?"

The head of Taixu said bitterly: "Before, I promised that if I win the ranking in the Tao Discussion Conference, I will be rewarded with four times the merit."

"At that time, the Taixu Sect was in danger, and all we could do was to burn the boat, but I didn't expect that this kid Mo Hua would suddenly appear and shockingly get the first place in the exam..."

"The meritorious service of the Taoist leader was already extremely rich. Now it has been quadrupled. In addition, he also had many meritorious deeds. When added together, it is terrifying..."

When he went to check his merits, he almost thought he was blind when he saw the number of ink paintings.

Which sect's disciples, who are only in the middle stage of foundation building, can earn 480,000 meritorious deeds?

Four hundred and eighty thousand...

The head of Taixu said silently: "Based on his current achievements, if he saves for another year or two, he may be able to directly enter the inner sect and become an 'elder' before he graduates."

Even Mr. Xun took a deep breath.

His thoughts were all focused on the formation, and he completely forgot about the balance of "merit points".

If you are not careful, you will give this child too much.

The key is, it can't be taken back.

How can any ancestor deduct merit points from his own disciples?

Mr. Xun thought for a moment and said slowly: "It doesn't matter, just don't show it to him."

The head of Taixu was startled, "Don't show it to him?"

He has the Taixu Order in his hand, why don't you show it to him?

Mr. Xun said: "Don't show so much. Hide a few digits and only show ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine."

"If there are too many, don't deduct it, but don't show it to him. If he wants to ask, just tell him that his merit points exceed the sect's authority. Just don't tell him the specific amount."

"If you say a few nice words and praise him, once the child is happy, he will definitely not dig into the details."

"Anyway, he has always had a lot of meritorious deeds, and he can't use them all. He won't get entangled."

The head of Taixu nodded numbly, but also felt a little worried, "Is this... really possible?"

"Don't worry." Mr. Xun said.

He still doesn’t know what the character of the ink painting is.

And, this isn't a bad thing either.

I didn't deduct his meritorious service, I just didn't tell him for the time being to prevent him from becoming proud and neglectful because of his too many meritorious deeds.

Head Taixu nodded.

It's just that his heart is somewhat complicated.

They, the ancestor and the head of the sect, worked together to deceive Mo Hua, a young disciple, which always felt a little bad...

…

The disciple is in the middle.

Mo Hua also frowned.

He had a vague hunch:

"Someone is trying to trick me?"

But after he thought about it carefully for a moment, he didn't feel any malice, and it seemed like there wasn't any danger, so he didn't care.

The most important thing is that during these days, his premonitions about cause and effect have been frequently triggered.
To be continued...