Chapter 1195: 710 Loophole_3

Chapter 1195: Chapter 710 Loophole_3

Because of these evil thoughts, they couldn’t truly be “ingested” by him, they were all deducted by the Heavenly Dao.

Mo Hua felt a bit aggrieved inside, but adhering to the principle of not wasting, still devoured these demon evil thoughts.

After finishing, Mo Hua could clearly feel that the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao Laws in his Sea of Consciousness seemed to have loosened somewhat.

It also felt a bit “full.”

“Indeed…”

Mo Hua sighed, and his heart became even more determined to fleece the Heavenly Dao more in the future to vent the resentment of “snatching food.”

His “snacks” were not so easy to take!

Mo Hua hummed softly, then calmed his mind and began to review the Formation Patterns on the Taoist Stele.

He needed to prepare.

In the following days, he would formally start learning the Seventeen Patterns Formation!

…

Taixu Gate, Back Hill Forbidden Area.

A Void Rift appeared out of nowhere.

Elder Master Xun, with his white hair, stepped out from the void.

At the Elder’s Residence, he discarded external matters and devoted himself to deducing cause and effect, yet suddenly sensed a strong fluctuation of Sword Intent, unavoidable to notice.

But just as he was halfway through calculating, the compass wouldn’t stop.

Elder Master Xun had to be patient, finishing the derivation with the compass, and then immediately rushed over to check the situation.

Within the Sword Tomb, an old man with a long beard sat vacantly in his original spot.

Elder Master Xun did not know what had happened, looked around solemnly, and said:

“Senior brother, did you wield your sword again?”

The bearded old man touched the broken sword beside him, shaken, shook his head slightly.

“Halfway…”

Elder Master Xun frowned.

What does halfway mean?

Unsheathe the sword, but did not complete the slash?

Seeing the old man’s distracted mind, seemingly burdened with thoughts, Elder Master Xun grew slightly apprehensive and asked:

“Senior brother, what has happened?”

The bearded old man’s sharp gaze revealed some contemplation, then suddenly asked a strange question:

“Have we, at Taixu Gate, raised a Divine Beast?”

“A Divine Beast?”

Elder Master Xun was stunned, filled with confusion.

Why would his senior brother suddenly ask such an out-of-tune question?

Could it be…?

Elder Master Xun’s gaze sharpened.

Evil thoughts contamination, backlash from Sword Intent, worsening injuries, now disturbing the Sea of Consciousness, muddling his thoughts?

Elder Master Xun remained silent.

Looking at his senior brother who, for the sake of Taixu Gate, had expended all his energies and efforts throughout his life, and now broken in mind and body, had to live in solitude, guarding the Sword Tomb, surrounded by a mountain of broken swords and iron, his heart ached.

Elder Master Xun deeply sighed, suppressing the sorrow in his heart, and shook his head gently with a sigh:

“A Divine Beast, such things… where would they still exist nowadays…”

Unaware of Elder Master Xun’s thoughts, the bearded old man continued pondering, “Recently, has any expert sought lodging in our Taixu Gate?”

Elder Master Xun recalled briefly, shaking his head:

“No.”

While there were lodgers, none that senior brother would call an “expert.”

The bearded elder furrowed his brows, pondered for a moment, and slowly asked:

“Has our Taixu Gate taken in any disciples with exceptional talents in recent years?”

Exceptional talents?

Elder Master Xun was somewhat surprised, and pondered briefly.

There have indeed been disciples with high talents over the years, and this batch includes quite a few disciples with Superior-Grade Spiritual Roots and excellent aptitudes.

But although their Spiritual Roots are good, they might not necessarily catch the eye of my senior brother.

At my senior brother’s realm, almost at the limit of a cultivator, the “exceptional talents” he speaks of definitely wouldn’t be in the ordinary sense.

It must be someone extraordinary even among the geniuses, truly dazzling.

Elder Master Xun’s thoughts stirred, and he suddenly thought of Mo Hua.

This child, Mo Hua…

His Formation talents could indeed be considered extraordinary, but apart from Formations, he is mediocre at everything else…

He is extremely specialized to the extreme.

Moreover, Formations… have nothing to do with my senior brother.

My senior brother does not specialize in Formations and presumably does not care about a talent in Formations.

However, just in case, Elder Master Xun still asked, “Exceptional talents… what kind of ‘talent’ are you referring to?”

The bearded elder showed a contemplative look.

If it’s a disciple from our sect… then this person must have extremely strong Divine Thought Slaughter…

The bearded elder spoke, “Is there any disciple with a natural connection to the Sword Dao, innate Sword Intent, or one who’s naturally skilled in Divine Thought Manifestation and excels in combat…”

Innate Sword Intent, Divine Thought in combat…

Elder Master Xun slightly nodded.

Then that has nothing to do with Mo Hua.

That child is a Formation Master, not a Sword Cultivator. He struggles even with wielding a sword, and being mild and frail, how could he engage in combat with others.

None of the other disciples seem to fit either…

Taixu Gate has sealed Divine Thought into Sword as a Forbidden Technique.

No other Swordsmanship is considered very superior.

If there were really seeds with innate Sword Intent, they wouldn’t have joined Taixu Gate to pursue these mediocre Sword Dao Heritages.

In Qianxue State Boundary, there are plenty of Sword Dao Sects to choose from.

And even if Divine Thought into Sword wasn’t sealed, they wouldn’t dare let such a good candidate with “innate Sword Intent” practice unless his life is incredibly tough, unable to die even if he wanted to.

“No.”

Elder Master Xun declared emphatically.

The bearded elder closed his eyes and sighed, somewhat disappointed.

Elder Master Xun frowned, “Senior brother, what’s the reason behind your questioning?”

The bearded elder opened his eyes, glanced at his junior brother who was concerned about the sect, his hair gray, and recalling the image of his younger self who was gentle, elegant, and spirited, he ultimately couldn’t bear to worry him further.

“It’s nothing, just asking casually.” the bearded elder said indifferently.

Elder Master Xun didn’t believe it, but seeing that his senior brother had already closed his eyes to rest, showing a reluctance to continue the conversation, he sighed helplessly.

Stubborn for a lifetime, now halfway into the grave, yet his temper remains unchanged.

Elder Master Xun shook his head, somewhat resentfully reminding, “Leave some energy, don’t draw your sword anymore…”

Then he turned and with a flick of his finger, opened a Void Rift and left on his own.

After Elder Master Xun had left, the bearded elder slowly opened his eyes again, turned his head to take in the entirety of the ancient and majestic Taixu Mountain, murmured with a frown,

“Who could it really be…”

Taixu Mountain, vast and lush, concealed everything beneath it.

The bearded elder’s eyes glinted sharply, “Next time I make a move, I will definitely capture you…”