Asking About Longevity Chapter 740

Chapter 740 Conspiracy

Of course, these are just assumptions at the moment.

Mo Hua knew in his heart that this was probably a kind of "cutting corners" and "opportunistic", which was only suitable for his own unconventional "sword control".

 It takes a lot of effort to actually learn it.

 How to forge a sword?

 Should the inherent shape of the spiritual sword be changed? How should it be changed?

　　What is the principle of orthodox sword-wielding, how is it different from my own, how powerful is it, and what are its advantages and disadvantages?

 There is also the issue of the sword formation.

The "sword formation" in a general spiritual sword is to "enhance" the deformation of spiritual power and make it as sharp as a sword, thus increasing the power of the sword's sword energy.

 If you want to use it yourself, you can only change the form of the sword array according to the principles of kendo.

 Because I am not a swordsman, my own sword energy is very small, and it will be useless after increasing it.

Therefore, we must abandon the "increasing" sword formation, use spiritual power to transform, and change the sword formation into an "explosion" sword formation.

 The essence of the sword array is still the same, but its uses are different.

 The function of the sword array of traditional spiritual swords is to "transform and amplify the sword energy", and what you have to do is to "transform and explode the sword energy".

Just thinking about it, there are a lot of difficulties that need to be overcome here.

 Ink painting can only be done step by step.

 At present, we still need to resolve the matter of breaking the Golden Gate first.

 After mastering the complete Broken Gold Sword Formation, Mo Hua began to select the formation patterns based on the principles of the sword formation, and kept combining and trying them to further improve the Broken Gold Armor.

 He has been doing this before.

Moreover, during the battle between Cheng Mo and Song Jian, he also tested the function of "Breaking Golden Armor" step by step.

 So it didn't take long for the real “Broken Gold Armor” to be discovered by Mo Hua.

 Master Gu also began to formally refine large quantities of it.

Mo Hua began to personally lead the team again, wearing "Broken Gold Armor" and "scanning pictures" in Demon Refining Mountain.

Disciples of the Duanjinmen, even the core disciples of the direct lineage, who have practiced the orthodox Duanjin Sword Control Technique, the sword energy condensed by Mo Hua is greatly reduced in power in front of Mo Hua's specially customized Duanjin armor based on the principles of the underlying sword formation.

 When they actually fought, the Duanjinmen disciples were completely defeated.

Some of their disciples were dissatisfied and came back many times, but the sword energy was restrained, like a hyena without its claws, and was beaten to pieces every time.

Duanjinmen realized that there was something wrong with the armor.

They knew this before, but because they thought highly of the Golden Gate Sword Technique, they did not take these armors seriously.

The Golden Gate Sword Technique, which cuts gold and breaks jade, is invincible and cannot break through armor.

 This is the common understanding among Duanjinmen disciples.

But after suffering several losses, they had to admit that their Broken Gold Sword Technique was severely restrained by Taixu Sect's armor.

The next few times, they made trouble again, not to win, but to take off the armor from the disciples of Taixu Sect.

Mo Hua also understood the intention of breaking the Golden Gate.

 He thought for a while and then said to his fellow disciples at Demon Refining Mountain:

"You can lose in a fight, but you can't lose your armor. If the opponent wants to steal it, you'd rather destroy it than give it to them."

 Also, just to be on the safe side.

Mo Hua also asked Master Gu to impose some restrictions on the sale of Broken Gold Armor:

“You must be a disciple of the Taixu Sect, hold the Taixu Order, and have my signature before you can purchase the 'Broken Gold Armor'.”

 The interior of the broken gold armor was also decorated with ink paintings.

He consulted Master Gu, and also used some methods to keep the sword formations secret inside the spirit sword, and added self-destruction patterns to the formations inside the armor.

 Once it is forcibly dismantled, the formation inside will self-destruct.

In this way, even if others know that there is mystery inside the armor, but they cannot see the formation patterns, they will not be able to figure out what the mystery is.

Since then, Duanjinmen has made many sneak attacks in order to steal the armor.

 Once they faced each other head-on, they never had the upper hand.

 But they still don't give up.

 Only a thousand days can make you a thief, but there is no thousand days to prevent a thief.

Through repeated fighting and fighting, as well as some despicable strategies, some armors finally fell into the hands of Duanjinmen.

 Broken Golden Gate, an exquisite and luxurious cave.

Jin Yicai was sitting in the first seat. To his right, there was a tall monk wearing a broken gold robe, with a tough face and a hint of sinisterness, sitting like a mountain.

 The two of them sit on equal footing.

 Below stood Jin Gui with a respectful look on his face.

Jin Gui took out the armor from the storage bag, bent slightly and presented it.

“I asked several fellow disciples who were in the late stage of foundation building to hide their auras and blend into the crowd. After a lot of trouble, I finally snatched these three pairs of armors..."

 “The first armor was destroyed by people from Taixu Sect.”

"Seeing that their armor was about to be robbed, they were very decisive. They would rather be injured themselves than have the armor destroyed."

"This must be someone secretly giving instructions..."

“The second and third mates are intact. Although there is some damage, it's not much, it's just...”

Jin Gui paused for a moment, "I asked several weapon refiners from the sect to dismantle the armor and restore the formation. One of them exploded directly. The inner structure and the sealed formation were completely destroyed. Er Jing.”

“The interior of this armor is like a spirit sword, with self-destruction patterns added. Apparently the monk who forged the armor has something in his heart and doesn't want us to peek into its secrets..."

“I made a prompt decision and told them to stop, and then I left the last one.”

“I didn't dare to take advantage of this last one easily, so through the relationship between the young master, I asked an elder of the Jin family who was in the Ascension Realm to refine weapons.”

“The elder heard about the armor with self-destruction patterns and was very interested, so he made an exception.”

"And the elder is indeed an elder. He took apart the armor with just a few moves..."

“After taking it apart, the elder looked a little solemn.”

“He said that this armor was made by an 'expert'. It has a strange shape and is carefully customized. Especially the formation inside is very special..."

"This formation is a type of mixed formation that has many functions of defeating metal, physical defense, and swords. It seems complicated, but each has its own ingenuity and is not systematic, but it is very practical and has the ability to win without any move and with all moves. The charm…”

“The strangest thing is that the formation here perfectly restrains the 'deformation' of the sword energy of the Duanjin Sword Control Technique, as if...”

Jin Gui paused.

Jin Yicai frowned, "What does it seem like?"

Jin Gui glanced at him secretly, but still didn't say anything.

Jin Yicai was a little displeased, "Just tell me, it's not my mother-in-law's fault."

Jin Gui said: "The elder said that it seems to be... coming from the hands of a master who has a deep understanding of the Broken Gold Sword Formation..."

“Only in this way can we prevent attacks, use armor to defeat swords, use spiritual power to transform, restrain the deformation of sword energy, and forge such a pair of armor that can restrain my Jinmen Sword Technique so deeply..."

Jin Yicai looked gloomy.

The tall Duanjinmen disciple next to him also had a slightly cold look in his eyes.

"What does the elder mean..." Jin Yicai said indifferently, "Is there a traitor in the Golden Gate?"

Jin Gui cupped his hands and said, "The elder didn't say it clearly, but it's possible that my sword formation that broke the Golden Gate was leaked..."

Jin Yicai snorted coldly, "The sword formation is a secret of the sect and is kept tightly sealed. Everyone who learns the sword formation has signed a 'death contract'. How could it be leaked to outsiders?"

"unless…"

Jin Yicai's eyes gradually became dangerous.

Jin Gui didn't understand and whispered: "Master, what do you mean..."

Jin Yicai sneered, looked around, and said calmly: "There are no outsiders in this cave, so I'll just say it..."

“My Jin family is the most powerful in Duanjinmen, but after all, not everyone has the surname Jin.”

"There must be some people who have different intentions."

“These people are eyeing my Jin family.”

“They may not leak the sword formation to outsiders, but there is no guarantee that they will not do it themselves to break Jinmen's own sword energy for personal gain…”

Jin Gui suddenly realized, "Young Master means..."

He thought for a moment and whispered: "Song..."

Jin Yicai raised his eyebrows.

Jin Gui was stunned for a moment, quite unbelievable, "The Song family, no matter how they are at odds with my Jin family, they are still the ones who break the Jinmen. Could it be that they can really communicate with foreign enemies, liaise with the Taixu Sect, and draw formations for others? Destroy me and break Jinmen's own sword energy?”

"Could it be that the Song family... wants to use the Taixu Gate to overthrow the Jin family?"

Jin Yicai looked thoughtful, "This matter is still unclear and difficult to conclude, but it is not impossible."

Jin Gui nodded slowly, but he was confused:

“The person who can master my Jinmen Sword Formation, self-construct the formation, and break the Golden Sword Qi must be an elder of the Song family, or someone at the elder level..."

“Would such a person be able to draw a mere second-grade formation and forge a second-grade spiritual weapon?”

"What do you know?" the tall monk from the Broken Golden Gate next to him said in a cold voice:

“For things like formations, don't be short-sighted and just look at the grade.”

 “The doorways beyond the ranks are truly unfathomable…”

“The great road has multiplied and returned to nature. Those who are truly proficient in formations can simplify the complex and make the difficult into easy. Even if it is just a low-quality formation, they can still do it with unique ingenuity. How can it be beyond the reach of ordinary formation masters..."

“Furthermore, those people from Taixu Sect are all middle-stage Foundation Establishment disciples who have just started their careers. What's the point of not using the second-grade formation?”

This monk from Jinmen was condescending to Jin Gui, his words were silent but arrogant, and he was not polite.

Jin Gui bowed his hands in bow, not daring to show any disobedience:

 “What the senior brother said is true!”

Jin Yicai frowned and asked the tall monk:

“Cousin, your formation skills are superb. Can you tell who is drawing formations for Taixu Gate, forging armor, and destroying my sword energy to break the Golden Gate?”

The tall monk reached out and picked up the armor on the table, looked at it for a moment, his eyes fell slightly, and his expression was a little solemn:

“The silver hook and iron painting with array patterns and superb brushwork show that he has at least a hundred years of writing skills…”

“The formation hub is complex but not chaotic, which shows that the formation Tao is deeply understood.”

“It's not that I don't have high-quality formation masters in Duanjinmen, but I know a little bit and don't stick to the shape. I can pick up all kinds of formation patterns at my fingertips... There are only a handful of people with such understanding and spirituality.”

“It's really unbelievable that a formation master with such attainments would lower his body to draw a mere second-grade formation and interfere in the affairs between the outer disciples…”

Jin Yicai pondered for a moment, but suddenly his heart trembled, and his expression changed slightly, "Could it be... that the news was leaked?"

 When the tall gold-breaking monk heard this, his expression also darkened.

Jin Yicai looked serious and said:

"It was the Song family, or perhaps the other elders of Duanjinmen, who secretly knew about the news, so they colluded with Taixumen and wanted to use the hands of Taixumen disciples to ruin our plan in Demon Refining Mountain and take the opportunity to bring down our Jinmen. Home…"

“Cousin,” Jin Yicai's face turned pale, “This matter must not be exposed, otherwise I will be finished…”

The tall monk said with a serious look: "Don't worry, even if you make a big mistake, your uncle and aunt will take care of it for you."

"No, no, you don't understand," Jin Yicai looked ugly and resentful, "My father hates me so much." "Originally, he was the deputy head, and he has been there for seventy years. In less than ten years, he will You can be promoted to head."

"But because of what happened before, he can't be promoted."

"The Jin family used a lot of connections to suppress my affairs, but these all came at a price. My father's promotion has been temporarily put on hold."

“Under the constraints of the top brass of Jinmen, various families, including the elders of the Jin family, this matter cannot be operated for the time being..."

"My father blames all this on me, thinking it's my fault that he can't be the leader."

Jin Yicai's expression was a little twisted, "He didn't even think about it. If he was really capable, he would have been promoted seventy years ago."

“I didn't know what to do for a long time, but in the end, I got stuck here and blamed me for ruining his good deeds?”

 “Also, can you blame me for this?”

Jin Yicai's eyes were filled with hatred, "If this **** Gu Changhuai hadn't been meddling in his own business, caught me, listed my charges, and reported them to the Daoting Division, how could I have ended up like this, being scolded by my father and humiliated? You've lost all your dignity and are still being confined in this cave?”

"It's funny..." Jin Yicai sneered, "My father and the others always say that the common people are like ants and human life is like grass. For the benefit of the family, we don't have to treat some people as human beings, just treat them as cattle and horses. But we The children of the Jin family are born superior to others, and they have different fates from the same people..."

“What's the result? I really believed it, I treated human life as nothing, and I was indeed superior to others, but I just ordered some lackeys, killed a few people and animals, refined a few furnaces of elixirs, and didn't even dirty my own hands..."

“My father and my grandfather, they openly blamed me, saying that I was biased and not on the right path…”

Jin Yicai sneered, "It's really unreasonable!"

The tall monk's pupils narrowed and he said calmly: "Don't criticize the elders of the clan in front of outsiders."

 After speaking, he glanced at Jin Gui.

Jin Gui immediately lowered his head, pretending that he heard nothing.

He knew that although his surname was "Jin", in their eyes, he was not worthy of the surname "Jin" at all. He could not be regarded as a member of the Jin family. He was only better than ordinary grass, cattle and horses.

Jin Yicai also knew that he had made a mistake, but his expression was cold and unwilling to give in.

He is still close to and in awe of his "cousin" who he grew up with, who is steady and ruthless.

"Cousin, what should we do now?" Jin Yicai's face was extremely ugly. "I have already been treated coldly by my father. If I cause another big trouble this time, my father will beat me to death!"

 The tall monk saw Jin Yicai looking uneasy and slightly frightened. His eyes were slightly focused, and he nodded slowly and said:

“Then don't be in a hurry, stay out of the limelight for a while, and act in secret.”

 “This account of Taixu Gate will be settled later.”

 “Okay!” Jin Yicai gritted his teeth and said, “There are also Gu Changhuai and the Gu family!”

Jin Yicai's eyes were sinister, "The people who captured me that day, besides Gu Changhuai and the lackeys of the Gu family, was a little **** from the Taixu Sect who used the insidious and disgusting Water Prison Technique!"

“Without his water prison technique, I might have been able to escape that day.”

"I was banned in the cave and have been unable to send anyone to check his origins. I don't know which family he is a disciple of."

“Next time we meet again, I will cut this water prison trick imp to pieces with a thousand knives to vent my hatred!”

"No, it would be too cheap to cut him to pieces..."

Jin Yicai's eyes were cold, "I want to sacrifice him alive and feed him to the demon refining map, so that he will be bitten by ten thousand demons and suffer from evil thoughts. He will die in a little bit of pain, and his soul will be scattered, and he will not be able to be reincarnated!"

 Jin Yicai's handsome face began to gradually become distorted.

 The tall monk shook his head slightly.

 His cousin is too vengeful.

 With such an extreme temperament, with emotions and anger reflected in the expression, how can one be able to make calm decisions when encountering major events?

 Is it so easy to cultivate Taoism?

Had he not been born well, with a high-ranking father and a doting mother, he would have died countless times since he was a child.

However, he is still useful now, and it is very useful...

The tall and majestic monk, wearing a broken gold robe, silently glanced at Jin Yicai beside him, his eyes deep.

 “Are you scared of breaking the Golden Gate?”

 Inside Taixu Gate, the ink paintings are very unexpected.

Cheng Mo nodded, "Yes, they have turned into turtles and don't dare to show their heads."

 After saying that, Cheng Mo grabbed a big elbow and started chewing it.

It was noon at this time, and a group of disciples gathered in the dining hall, eating spiritual meals in a lively manner.

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

 A little weird…

This is not at all like the style of Broken Golden Gate.

He also thought that Duan Jinmen was mean and stingy, and would definitely retaliate and fight with him to the end.

 Even if you can't beat him, you will always be harassed.

 Unexpectedly, they gave in so quickly.

"Check again after a while to be careful of their deceit." Mo Hua warned.

 “Yeah!” Cheng Mo nodded.

For some time afterwards, the Demon Refining Mountain remained calm, and there was no provocative figure from the Duanjinmen disciples.

Mo Hua then confirmed that Duanjinmen seemed to have really given up and gave up in the Demon Refining Mountain to fight against Taixumen.

Of course, there was the only one who didn't admit defeat.

 That is Song Jian.

One day Mo Hua entered the mountain and was blocked by seven or eight people led by Song Jian.

 But I'm not afraid of ink painting.

 Because now in the mountains outside the Demon Refining Mountain, he could call seventeen or eight Taixu Sect disciples with just a whistle.

What's more, even in the middle stages of seven or eight foundations, he couldn't be stopped at all.

Song Jian pointed at the ink painting and said angrily:

 “I already know, your name is Mo Hua!”

 “My broken golden sword was taken away by you!”

“That silly guy Cheng Mo is not the big brother at all, you are!”

 “You are their 'little senior brother'!”

Mo Hua is a little surprised. This idiot... doesn't seem to be as stupid as he thought?

 “Then what?” Mo Hua asked.

Song Jian said angrily: "Give me back my Broken Gold Sword, or you will be dead!"

Mo Hua thought for a while and asked:

“If I return the sword to you, will you stop bothering me?”

 Song Jian originally wanted to say, how is it possible?

 The enmity between the two of them was very great.

But the spirit sword is still in Mo Hua's hand, and he has to lower his head under the eaves.

Song Jian held back his anger and said, "Return the Broken Golden Sword to me, and all the grudges you have against me will be wiped out."

"OK!"

Mo Hua said cheerfully.

 He originally didn't want to pay it back.

But after thinking about it, he deduced the Broken Gold Sword Formation from Song Jian's sword energy, and also used him to test the effect of the Broken Gold Armor.

 Song Jian helped him a lot.

 Although he may not know anything himself.

 Since you have helped yourself, you should at least give something back.

Mo Hua threw a black piece of "scrap copper and iron" with the blade rolled inwards and the blade to Song Jian.

 “I'll give it back to you,” Mo Hua said.

Song Jian took the piece of scrap metal and looked furious, "I want my Broken Gold Sword, what is this?!"

Mo Hua sighed and told the cruel truth:

 “This is your Broken Gold Sword...”

Song Jian looked down and saw the familiar sword pattern remaining on the sword, as well as the familiar feeling of connectedness in his hand. His whole body felt like he was struck by lightning.

 “This is your Broken Gold Sword...”

This sentence echoed in his ears over and over again.

Song Jian stood in a daze, his face ashen, like a stone sculpture that had been beaten by wind and rain without any movement.

 When he came to his senses, he was even more furious.

"I kill you!"

Song Jian raised his sword and looked around, but there were no figures of ink paintings anywhere.

 The ink paintings have long since disappeared.

Song Jian's anger surged up, his whole body trembled, and with all his strength, he looked up to the sky and roared:

　　"Damn Mo Hua, in this life and this life, I swear that I will never be at odds with you!"

  “…Immortal relationship!!”

This roar echoed in the Demon Refining Mountain for a long time.

Mo Hua, who was walking struttingly in the mountains, heard it, but didn't take it to heart.

Although Song Jian's own cultivation was not weak and his swordsmanship was not bad, he was a bit unsatisfied in front of himself who had disemboweled the Fire Buddha.

I really want to trick him, but there are so many ways.

Although Song Jian was a disciple of the Duanjin Sect and had some quarrels with the Taixu Sect, at most he was just a bit bullying, far from being a heinous person.

If he really embarks on a heinous path and doesn't know how to oppose himself, then he will definitely not be polite.

However, that is also a matter of the future.

 Compared with this, Mo Hua has more important things to do now.

 At present, a large area of ​​the outer mountain of Demon Refining Mountain is occupied by Taixu Sect.

 Ink painting also happens to be in the mountains. Let's practice the method of “sword control with spiritual consciousness” first.

He wanted to see first how far his sword control, the power, speed, and range of the sword could reach with his spiritual consciousness, and then refine a suitable "flying sword" based on the sword control method.

 It was the tenth day of the holiday, and Mo Hua got up early in the morning, carrying a few broken swords that he had bought from Master Gu, and headed to the Demon Refining Mountain.

 (End of this chapter)

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