Mr. Xun was just about to say something to Mo Hua when footsteps were heard outside the door. Head Taixu, who had black hair and a ruddy face but a frown on his face, walked in.

Seeing the ink paintings in the house, Master Taixu was obviously a little surprised.

Mo Hua quickly stood up and saluted, "Hello, Master."

"Well, okay." Head Taixu's attitude towards Mo Hua was very gentle.

"I returned the big dog before, but you were not here, so I tied it up in front of the library for you." Mo Hua said.

The expression of the head of Taixu became subtle.

He was a little confused.

What a rebellious and strange beast, how come it is like a big guard dog when it comes to this kid Mo Hua...

Is it really like adding brine and ordering tofu, one thing will be reduced?

"Okay." Head Taixu didn't show his thoughts, and only nodded slightly on the surface.

Mr. Xun glanced at Master Taixu and patted Mo Hua on the shoulder, "That's all you learned today. You can go back first."

Mo Hua also knew that Old Mr.

Then the ink painting faded.

Mr. Xun stood up, carefully put away the formations he had drawn in ink one by one.

The head of Taixu looked on silently and couldn't help but said in his heart:

"As expected of the ancestor, he can really keep his composure. At this time, he still has the leisure to teach his disciples how to learn formations..."

The treatment of Mo Hua, the child, would be an exaggeration to say that he is the ancestor's biological son.

After Mr. Xun cleared the table, the two of them got down to business.

"The meeting of the Qianxue Pavilion has been decided. The sword discussion meeting will be advanced, the quota will be relaxed, and the order of the sects will be changed starting from this meeting..."

"I've known for a long time that changes were going to be made, but I didn't expect that this time I would really take action..."

Head Taixu placed a jade slip on the table and presented it to Mr. Xun.

"The four major sects had already prepared for the matter of this Qianxue Pavilion meeting, but Tai'amen, Chongxumen, and my Taixumen, including some sects that were at odds with the four major sects, were the last to know about it.

I was caught off guard."

"But the initiative is originally in the hands of others. Even if we object, it is useless..."

Mr. Xun picked up the jade slip and glanced at it briefly. He looked as usual and seemed not surprised. Then he turned his head and looked at Master Taixu:

"What do you want to do?"

The head of Taixu suddenly felt a lot of pressure, but when Mr. Xun asked, he could only bite the bullet and said:

"I have tried my best to arrange it."

"This Dao Discussion Conference is of vital importance, so the meritorious service awarded to the disciples has increased by 40% compared to before."

"For those who can participate in the sword discussion, we have already arranged for Taoist elders to take them to Demon Refining Mountain to hone their tactics."

"The rest of the alchemy array talismans have also been selected from the outstanding disciples of this year, and will be personally guided by the elders of the sect. They must be able to win a certain ranking in the Dao Discussion Conference and stabilize the order of Taixu Sect..."

"Other trivial affairs of the sect have also been temporarily suspended, and everything has been given way for this Dao Discussion Conference..."

…

The head of Taixu spoke in a very orderly manner.

Mr. Xun nodded slightly.

After Master Taixu finished speaking, he sighed, "It's just that this time, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

He pointed at the jade slip, "These moves of the four major sects seem to be just normal changes in the regulations, but every move is inserted into the gate of life."

"Taixu Sect is a little better, but for Tai'amen and Chongxu Sect, it is extremely dangerous..."

"Advancing the sword discussion means less time to prepare, and they no longer have the opportunity to mediate."

"The relaxation of the quota will make it even worse for them who are already short of manpower."

"And this time, we will start to determine the rankings."

"Judging from the current situation, not to mention Tai'amen and Chongxumen, even my Taixumen wants to keep the position of the 'Eight Gates', but it is very difficult..."

When the matter of "ranking" was mentioned, the head of Taixu looked solemn.

"If the Eighth Gate cannot maintain its position, generally speaking, it will fall to the 'Twelfth Rank'..."

"But when I think about it carefully, it's not that simple."

"Although the Eight Gates are actually higher than the Twelve Gates, in name, the two are equal and there is no distinction between them."

"To enter the Twelve Streams, one must have a 'specialty' in Taoism. Either swordsmanship, Taoism, or the sect's inner elixir formation and talisman, and have profound attainments..."

"My Taixu Sect's background is pretty good, but in terms of 'specialties', it may not be as good as these existing twelve-tier sects."

"If you fall from the Eighth Gate and there is no place for the Twelfth Rank, then... it is possible to fall straight into the Hundred Gates of Qianxue."

"Cultivation is like sailing against the current. This is the case for monks and the same is true for sects."

"Once it falls, it will be an abyss. It will have a great impact on the following sects' recruitment of disciples, Qianlong share, and sect's reputation."

"With such a vicious cycle, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky if you try to climb out again..."

The head of Taixu sighed deeply.

He had expected the worst.

In case the Taixu Sect really cannot keep its position in his hands, it will fall from the "Eight Gates" and eventually disappear among the thousands of sects in Qianxue.

Then he is really the leader of "Leave a Name in the History".

He is the "founder" of the Taixu Sect's decline.

Even so, it actually doesn't have much to do with him, but he has to shoulder the blame even if he doesn't want to.

Master Taixu felt bitter in his heart.

His original idea was to live in peace and quiet in the peaceful Taixu Sect, where he could cultivate his moral character, but he never thought that he would end up doing something like this.

The sect was in danger, and such a heavy burden suddenly fell from his shoulders.

Things in this world are really unpredictable...

The head of Taixu was very preoccupied. After he finished speaking, he turned around and saw Mr. Xun looking calm, without any special reaction. He couldn't help but be surprised and said:

"Ancestor, you..."

Mr. Xun raised his eyes, glanced at Master Taixu lightly, and said, "Please leave a place for me."

"Quota?" Head Taixu was slightly startled.

"Well, let's discuss the quota of the formation." Mr. Xun said, then he glanced at Master Taixu and said gently:

"Don't worry, you try your best. Even if our Taixu Sect is in a really unfavorable situation and gradually loses, it's because of my poor planning as an ancestor, and I can't blame you..."

The head of Taixu smiled bitterly.

He was very grateful that his ancestor could comfort him like this, but it was pointless to shift the responsibility now.

But he was also very confused in his heart.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have anything to do with his ancestor's affairs, but the situation was special at this time, so he couldn't help but ask:

"What...do you want this quota for?"

Mr. Xun only said calmly:

"You'll know when the time comes..."

Then Mr. Xun said nothing and started drinking tea calmly.

Head Taixu's brows furrowed even more tightly.

…

After that, the atmosphere in Taixu Sect suddenly became tense.

Everyone seems to know that this conference on Taoism is of extraordinary significance.

Murong Caiyun, a disciple of Shangguan Xu in the late stage of foundation building, in order to prepare for the upcoming sword discussion conference, he hunted monsters every day, honed his tactics, and cultivated a tacit understanding between each other.

The disciples of Mo Hua, who are in the middle stage of foundation building, are not so busy because they do not need to attend the Tao Discussion Conference, but the atmosphere among the disciples is still a bit solemn.

Especially some disciples with good family backgrounds and deep backgrounds, who knew the inside story from their clans, were worried about the situation of the Taixu Sect.

The interests of the sect are closely related to these disciples.

They don't want to go through all the hard work to get into the "eight gates" when they get started.

As a result, once I graduated, I became an ordinary disciple of "Hundred Schools of Qianxue".

It's just that they are only in the middle stage of foundation building. Although they are anxious, they can't help.

Mo Hua is still practicing the formation.
To be continued...