After that, in Mo Hua, in addition to practicing swordsmanship, there were many more formations to learn.

Old Mr.

At the beginning, I was not too ahead of my time. Instead, I started from the sixteen patterns and sorted them out one by one according to a list of formations compiled by Mr. Xun at some point.

Mr. Xun went through all the formations in the list that he had never learned, was not familiar with, or could not understand ink painting, so as to consolidate the foundation of ink painting formations.

The level of the formations is not high and not very difficult, and most of them are formations that have been learned before, so they are not very challenging, and learning them is also cumbersome and boring.

But Mo Hua knew Mr. Xun's good intentions, so he calmed down and studied very seriously.

If you don't accumulate steps, you won't be able to reach a thousand miles.

If you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become a river or a sea.

When learning anything, the foundation is the most important. The stronger the foundation, the higher you can climb in the future. Otherwise, if you blindly aim too high, even if you build a tall building, it may collapse in an instant.

The formation foundation of ink painting is solid enough.

But now that he has the opportunity, he wants to be more solid.

In this way, he learned formations from Mr. Xun during the day.

In the evening, he went to the preaching room to practice his sword skills.

After practicing his sword energy, he returned to his disciple's residence in the evening and studied the "Preliminary Explanation of the Way of Sword" given to him by Patriarch Dugu to deepen his understanding of the way of sword.

At midnight, he sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness and continued to practice the formation over and over again on the Taoist monument.

At the end of the seven days, go to the back mountain to see Patriarch Dugu.

The days were busy and extremely fulfilling.

In the Taixu Sect, the ancestor who is the most powerful in formations teaches him formations. The ancestor who is the most powerful in swordsmanship teaches him swordsmanship.

Mo Hua felt in his heart that even the head of the Taixu Sect might not receive such treatment.

Of course, he did not dare to tell Mr. Xun that Patriarch Dugu taught him the true secret of transforming spiritual thoughts into swords.

Because Patriarch Dugu specifically reminded him and forbade him from mentioning this matter to anyone.

Naturally, Mo Hua didn't dare to be smart, lest he make Ancestor Dugu unhappy and the idea of ​​turning his spiritual thoughts into a sword would come to nothing.

Therefore, Mr. Xun and Mr. Dugu both belong to different religions.

No one knows that they are teaching the same disciple.

The attitudes of the two ancestors towards ink painting are also worlds apart.

Old Mr.

Patriarch Dugu had a dark face.

Because Mo's swordsmanship level has not made much progress.

Learning anything is like a tortoise crawling. He understands the principles and the rules, but even when he practices, it's the same as if he hasn't practiced at all.

In his life, he has never taught such a dull swordsman disciple.

Therefore, Patriarch Dugu often doubts himself.

That day in the forbidden area, the sword energy buzzed, the sword intention produced smoke, and the sword cloud was awe-inspiring, was it my own illusion?

Is it too hasty for me to decide to pass my spiritual thoughts into swords to this kid, Mo Hua?

Now it seems that, let alone promoting the Shen Nian Sword Technique, this child is a little bit embarrassed even if he wants to learn this sword technique...

Ancestor Dugu sighed deeply.

However, he is an ancestor and sticks to his word. Since he agreed to Mo Hua, he will not break his promise easily.

"Teach me first and see..."

Anyway, if he doesn't teach ink painting, he has nothing else to do.

It is a good thing to have such a lively child and talk to him from time to time.

In this way, ink painting and sword painting were learned at the same time.

It's just that one of them studied too well, and the other studied too poorly, which made him very helpless.

But no matter what, the foundation of his formation is building deeper little by little.

His understanding of swordsmanship was gradually "enlightened" through his own hard work day and night and the guidance of Dugu Patriarch from a high position...

After being so busy and studying for more than a month, I had no time to pay attention to ink painting. When I came back to my senses, I suddenly remembered that there was something I had not had time to ask about.

Some things didn’t have time to deal with the aftermath.

"Sure enough, when people are busy, they tend to forget things..."

Mo Hua sighed.

Two days later, it was Xun's break. Mo Hua asked Mr. Xun for a leave and went to the Gu family in Qingzhou City.

Although Mr. Xun asked him not to go anywhere and concentrate on learning the formations, he did not really "ground" him.

In your spare time, you can simply go shopping.

But like before, it is impossible to go to places like the River Temple, Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Rouge Boat, and Dragon King Temple to catch criminals, find altars, and ask for many days off at once. This situation is impossible.

Mo Hua arrived at Gu's house, and after saying hello to Aunt Wan, he went straight to Gu Changhuai's study.

Gu Changhuai was reading a book and was a little surprised when he saw Mo Hua. He frowned and said, "Didn't you say that you want to concentrate on learning the formation and not come out?"

"I have something to do. I'll go back when I'm done..." Mo Hua said.

"What's the matter?" Gu Changhuai looked a little wary. According to his past experience, things that Mo Hua is interested in are generally not good things.

"It's nothing big, it's just..." Mo Hua lowered his voice and asked, "What happened to Yan Zhizhou?"

Gu Changhuai was silent for a moment.

He originally wanted to use the excuse that "the affairs of the Tao Ting Si cannot be leaked to the public" as an excuse, but Mo Hua, a kid with a smart mind, was not so easy to deal with.

In this matter, Mo Hua himself is not an "outsider", he may know the inside story better than anyone else.

In addition, in the Dragon King Temple, Mo Hua "sacrificed his life for justice" to save himself...

Gu Changhuai sighed, stood up, closed the door and window, sealed the formation, and then frowned and said, "This thing about Rouge Zhou... is very strange."

"Weird?" Mo Hua didn't quite understand.

Gu Changhuai said: "The Rouge Boat was destroyed, and most of the disciples on the boat were arrested."

"The Guishui Sect was also under control, and was later taken over by the Taoist court, mainly the Xia family. Some elders, teachers, and disciples who were more involved in the sect were all thrown into Taoist prisons and sentenced according to their crimes.

For decades, some of the more severe cases were punished by hanging, and some were punished with formation techniques..."

"The various families and forces related to romantic properties such as Yanzhizhou, in more serious cases, had their homes confiscated directly by the Tao Tingsi. Others had their power reduced, products confiscated, assets confiscated, and many ordered to make rectifications."

"Isn't this great?" Mo Hua said.

Gu Changhuai nodded slightly, "On the surface, it is like this. The atmosphere has improved. Not only Rouge Zhou, but also some overt and dark gray industries have also converged. All the sects of various aristocratic families have also taken warning and strictly restrained their disciples. They dare not

Again, but..."

Gu Changhuai frowned even more tightly, "I always feel that all of this is 'designed' by others."

"Well designed..."

Mo Hua also frowned slightly, "Uncle Gu, are you saying that someone knew in advance that Rouge Boat could not be saved, so the gecko cut off its tail and abandoned the car to save the handsome man?"

Gu Changhuai was startled, then nodded and said: "Yes, and it's possible, it's not just as simple as 'abandoning the car to save the handsome man'."

Mo Hua nodded slightly.

Having said that, he also felt vaguely weird.

Although there were some twists and turns regarding Yan Zhizhou, at least the previous plans of Dragon King Temple were a little too smooth.

The Dragon King Temple was designed by Mr. Tu to harm his "god".

I was indeed tricked by him.

The evil fetus was planted into the soul of life.

What about... Rouge Zhou?

Since the Dragon King Temple was used for calculations, how could Yan Zhizhou not put some thought into it?

What is the Rouge Boat used for?

Mo Hua frowned, thought for a moment, suddenly remembered something, and asked:

"Uncle Gu, which sects are the disciples on the Rouge Boat from?"

Gu Changhuai pondered for a moment and said: "There are basically many sects in Qianxue Prefecture, not to mention the hundreds of sects of Qianxue. Those who can board the ship are undoubtedly the famous disciples of each sect, and the other twelve sects

, there are also people boarding the boat at the eight gates.”

"Oh, you don't have the Taixu Sect. I heard that before the ship sailed, they refused to board all the Taixu Sect's disciples because they were afraid of someone."

Mo Hua's expression was not rejoicing, but rather solemn, "What about Tai Amen?"
To be continued...