Chapter 943: Mysteries (Additional update for the leader of Jia Ling~)

"Ancestor, can you really rest assured..." Xun Ziyou frowned.

He is only in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, not the late stage of Golden Core. It is fine at the second-level state boundary. Once he reaches the third-level state boundary, there are too many dangers.

Especially some situations are truly dangerous, and even he, an elder in the late Jindan stage, may not be able to grasp them.

Mr. Xun was silent for a moment, sighed slowly, and asked without answering:

"Do you think Mo Hua will stay in my Taixu Sect?"

Xun Ziyou was startled, "You mean... will he enter the inner door?"

Mr. Xun nodded.

Xun Ziyou thought for a moment and said: "I think so... He is the leader of the formation path. Although his spiritual roots are a bit lacking, his formation talent is really unparalleled, and he has made many meritorious deeds for our Taixu Sect. Yu Qing

Yu Li, the sect will accept him into the inner sect..."

"The elders of the sect also like this child very much. Mo Hua gets along very well with his fellow sects and is very familiar with the elders. If he doesn't enter the Taixu inner sect, how can he go to other sects?

?”

Mr. Xun shook his head, "This child is destined to never stay in Taixu Sect..."

Xun Ziyou was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He just said:

"If you don't enter the inner gate, you will have to travel out and find a way to form elixirs by yourself..." Xun Ziyou frowned, feeling deeply worried, "It would be too hard to sleep in the open air. Moreover,

I don’t know how many dangers I will encounter..."

It’s not just as simple as “dangerous”.

Mr. Xun didn't say anything clearly.

Almost no one in the Taixu Sect knows the true origin of the ink paintings.

And because of the great cause and effect, the crisis he will face in the future will be even more terrifying.

It's so terrible that ordinary people can't even imagine it.

The enemy standing opposite him was also incredibly strong.

"You can protect me for a while, but you can't protect me for a lifetime..."

Mr. Xun sighed deeply: "Some dangers can only be faced and overcome by himself."

"Misfortune depends on blessings. In this world, crises and opportunities go hand in hand. Only by going through dangers, going through hardships, finding opportunities in desperate situations, and moving forward step by step can we truly rise from the ashes and become stronger."

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"Masters, elders, treasures, these are all external, the 'power' given by others."

"Only by truly relying on one's own knowledge, experience, agility and strength to go through disasters and turn danger into good fortune can one be truly 'strong'."

"Only when a sword is tempered can it gain its true edge."

Xun Ziyou looked solemn, and then nodded with deep understanding.

Monks who are pampered and privileged often cannot withstand hardships and setbacks. When encountering real disasters, their Taoist hearts will easily be broken.

Ordinary people only respect shallow things like a monk's spiritual roots, blood, family background, and appearance.

I don’t know that what is truly precious to a monk is actually an indomitable Taoist heart that has endured hardships.

This kind of Taoist heart is difficult to cultivate without tempering.

"The ancestors have great foresight," Xunzi said leisurely, "I don't care what Mo Hua wants to do."

Xun Ziyou stood up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Mr. Xun again.

"stop."

Mr. Xun said: "I didn't ask you to really ignore it."

Xun Ziyou was stunned, "Huh?"

"You can't really ignore everything."

Mr. Xun said that he thought about it in his heart for a while, but he still couldn't bear it.

The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

This is indeed true, but if Mo Hua, a precious disciple of his Taixu Sect, is really injured by a bump or someone accidentally dies...

Just thinking about it makes Mr. Xun feel heartbroken.

What's more, unlike other geniuses, Mo Hua doesn't have a talisman of longevity on him.

Without this thing in mind, there can be no negligence at all.

If there is a slight mistake, it will be irreversible.

If you want to get it back, it will be too late.

Old Mr.

But Taixumen does not have the hole of "the old man is about to die".

Even if there were, how could someone with no relatives and no connection be able to expend their original energy to plant a longevity charm for an unrelated child like Mo Hua?

Mr. Xun thought about growing it himself.

But there are only a few Dongxu in Taixu Sect, and he is the only one who is proficient in formations and knows the secrets of heaven.

At this time, in the border area of ​​Qianxue Prefecture, the sky is dark, a storm is coming, and the situation is treacherous and dangerous.

Many major events still need to be planned by him personally.

His old bones will continue to burn to continue the fire of the sect.

It is impossible to really sacrifice one's origins and abandon one's path just for the sake of ink painting to plant this talisman of longevity.

Then you can only think of other ways.

"If Mo Hua goes out to travel, away from Taixumen and Qianzhou, the mountains are high and the rivers are far away. I can't worry about it, and I can't control it even if I want to."

"But at least there should be a back-up near the border of Qianxue State to protect him."

Mr. Xun took out a pure white jade pendant and handed it to Xun Ziyou.

"The Taixu Liangyi Lock is the most precious treasure of my Taixu Sect. It is now hung around Mo Hua's neck to protect his cause and effect."

"This jade pendant is matched with the Taixu Liangyi Lock. It can sense part of his causal energy."

"If this jade pendant is white, it means everything is safe, and there will be no surprises in the ink painting."

"If it's light red, there's a small crisis; if it's dark red, there's a big crisis;"

"If it's black," Mr. Xun's eyes darkened, "...it's a sign of death!"

Xun Ziyou looked stern.

Mr. Xun gave him the jade pendant and ordered: "Take this jade pendant and follow him. Don't follow him too closely. If there is anything, let him solve it by himself. But if he encounters a big crisis of life and death, you will do it at all costs.

We must protect him."

Xun Ziyou took the jade pendant solemnly, feeling his heart heavy.

Although it is a third-grade state boundary, if nothing unexpected happens, he, a sword cultivator elder of Taixu Sect in the late Jindan stage, should be able to handle any crisis.

But don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.

If something really went wrong and something went wrong in Mo Hua, he would not be able to cure it in time. Even if he lost his life afterwards, it would not help.

"Ancestor, what if something goes wrong...I can't save it?" Xun Ziyou asked with a frown.

Old Mr.

Xun Ziyou's heart skipped a beat.

This is the second time that the ancestor has mentioned the Void Sword Order.

Using the Void Sword Command is enough to show Mo Hua's status among the ancestors.

In other words, it is the importance of ink painting to Taixumen.

But Xun Ziyou is still a little puzzled, "The boundaries of the third-level states have realm restrictions. Even if the Void Sword Order is crushed, the void cannot be broken..."

"You don't have to worry about it, I have my own arrangements." Mr. Xun said calmly.

Xun Ziyou didn't know what his ancestor had planned, but he didn't dare to ask.

Old Mr.

After finishing speaking, Mr. Xun added: "Don't be like before. In the late stage of the golden elixir, even if you stare at a foundation-building disciple, you can be seen..."

Xun Ziyou was a little ashamed, "Yes, I will be careful this time..."

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

Xun Ziyou took the order and went.

The elders were in the middle, leaving only Mr. Xun.
To be continued...