Chapter 1771: 891: Demon Sect_2

Chapter 1771: Chapter 891: Demon Sect_2

Moreover, the “Mo Hua” he knew, although possessing strong Divine Sense, only had the cultivation level of the Foundation Building Middle Stage. With a naïve and cheerful demeanor, he didn’t quite resemble a “Formation Master.”

Patriarch Dugu’s eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, “This Mo Hua, what does he look like, what is his background…”

Elder Master Xun, without any doubt, began to lavish praise, depicting the image of Mo Hua in his mind:

“Young in age, Foundation Building Middle Phase, handsome appearance, the more you look, the more likable he becomes. Though his Spiritual Root is lacking, his comprehension is high, diligent, hardworking, striving to improve, with an extraordinary Taoist Heart, neither arrogant nor discouraged, polite, and understanding…”

Elder Master Xun praised Mo Hua as if he were a blossoming flower.

Patriarch Dugu fell silent.

He could confirm that this Mo Hua was the very one he had brought to the Sword Tomb.

Yet, this Mo Hua seemed somewhat different.

At least, in the eyes of his junior brother, the Mo Hua he saw was quite different from the one in his own eyes…

“Are you saying, he, at the Foundation Building Middle Phase, could seize the title of Leader in discourse?”

“Yes.”

Patriarch Dugu frowned, “Doesn’t this mean that at the Foundation Building Middle Phase, he can already draw a Nineteen-Pattern Array?”

Elder Master Xun nodded, looking gratified.

This time he had broadened the horizons of the Qian Learning State Boundary. Now, he considered this as having broadened the horizons of this senior brother as well.

“Indeed,” Elder Master Xun nodded, “Foundation Building Middle Phase, Nineteen-Pattern Peak Divine Sense, and this Divine Sense, honed through countless Formation Paintings, is extremely profound and extraordinarily solid…”

Patriarch Dugu’s pupils contracted slightly.

He knew Mo Hua had a profound Divine Sense and was aware his Divine Sense was of Super Rank.

But for a Super Divine Sense to master complex Formations meant not only did he have good talent and willingness to strive, it also indicated he had a very proficient use of Divine Sense.

And the foundation of his Divine Sense was much more profound than he imagined.

“So does this imply he might truly find another path and master the Divine Thought into sword True Jue?”

Patriarch Dugu’s heart trembled slightly, a glint flashing through his eyes.

Elder Master Xun had more to say but upon seeing Patriarch Dugu’s expression, especially that gleam in his eyes.

Elder Master Xun fell silent, his gaze also became calm.

He quietly looked at Patriarch Dugu, speaking solemnly:

“Senior Brother, you wouldn’t be thinking… of teaching this child the Divine Thought into sword, would you?”

The bond of being disciples from the same sect and years of friendship, how could Elder Master Xun not know the obsession of this senior brother, how could he not grasp his intentions.

Patriarch Dugu remained silent.

What could he say?

He couldn’t possibly admit that he had already taught it…

Elder Master Xun’s expression turned stern, “Senior Brother, don’t forget, Taixu Mind Transforming Sword True Jue has already been classified as a Forbidden Technique by the Sect, and no one is allowed to teach it, nor can any disciple learn it.”

“Have not enough disciples been injured or wasted lives due to this Divine Thought Sword Dao heritage?”

“Senior Brother, I understand your obsession, this unparalleled Sword technique being in obscurity unsettles your heart, but this Swordsmanship truly cannot be transmitted any longer.”

“Especially not to Mo Hua…”

Elder Master Xun’s face was extremely serious, “No matter how strong his Divine Sense is, no matter how good his aptitude for Divine Thought is, he cannot be taught the Divine Thought into sword True Jue!”

“His path is that of the Formation Master! This child’s future, destined to be a Formation Grandmaster with unparalleled knowledge in the Nine State!”

“This concerns the future of our Taixu Gate.”

“Should he, out of curiosity, learn the Divine Thought into sword, crippling his Sea of Consciousness, harming his Divine Soul, it would be an immense loss!”

“There can’t be any mishap to this promising sprout!” Elder Master Xun stated resolutely.

Patriarch Dugu responded casually, “Understood.”

Elder Master Xun frowned, “Senior Brother, do you truly understand?”

Patriarch Dugu raised an eyebrow, “Do I really need to say it twice?”

Elder Master Xun did not bring it up again but pondered to himself, feeling slightly relieved.

The Senior Brother wasn’t one to disregard priorities.

Besides, with the senior brother’s pride and discerning eyes, wouldn’t it be unfounded to think he would teach a Foundation Stage junior disciple the Divine Thought Sword technique without even seeing Mo Hua?

It seems he had been overthinking…

Of course, perhaps because it concerned Mo Hua, he was a bit too anxious.

Elder Master Xun put away the wine flask in front of Patriarch Dugu, “Alright, just a sip is enough, I won’t disturb your peace any longer.”

“Go on, go on.” Patriarch Dugu waved his hand.

Elder Master Xun rose to leave, but after taking a few steps, he frowned and turned to stare at Patriarch Dugu.

Patriarch Dugu asked, “Anything else?”

Elder Master Xun shook his head, “No, it’s just that…” he scrutinized Patriarch Dugu for a while, “Senior Brother, you seem to have changed a bit.”

“Changed?” Patriarch Dugu hesitated.

“Yes.” Elder Master Xun pondered, “You’ve become more open…”

And… a bit more “lively?”

Talking more than before, more emotional too.

As if he had been “infected” by something, vaguely, with a hint of familiarity…

Patriarch Dugu’s face turned black, coldly he said, “Anything else? If not, please leave, I need to rest.”

Elder Master Xun shook his head, “Then Senior Brother, take care.”

The Three Sects had just merged, with quite a lot of matters to deal with, he indeed had little free time.

Elder Master Xun then took his leave.

In the solemn silence of the Sword Tomb, Patriarch Dugu sat alone and desolate.

After a while, he frowned and silently mouthed a name:

“Mo Hua…”

…

When the next seven-day period arrived.

Patriarch Dugu broke through the void, grabbed Mo Hua to his side, imparting Swordsmanship to him and testing his sword skills assignment, eyes reminiscent of swords hidden in Kushan Mountain, could not help but focus on Mo Hua.

Mo Hua, feeling uncomfortable from being stared at, softly asked: