Mr. Xun raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised, and asked in a deep voice:

"How do they want to change it?"

Head Taixu shook his head, "I don't know about that..."

He rubbed the celadon-inlaid jade cup in his hand and continued, "But no matter how we change it, it doesn't seem to be a good thing for us..."

"Our Taixu Sect is now in decline. If we don't pass on our spiritual thoughts as swords, it will be like cutting off our arms. We won't be able to compete with them. If we can keep our current position, it's good."

"Once the four major sects unite with the Taoist court and forcefully promote the restructuring of the sect, our Taixu Sect will inevitably suffer turmoil amid the turmoil, and even..."

The voice of the head of Taixu was slightly cold, "...it is possible to fall from the eight gates."

Mr. Xun looked solemn and silent in thought.

The head of Taixu looked at the words and expressions, but couldn't see anything. He knew that his practice was still shallow and he couldn't see through Mr. Xun's thoughts. He could only sigh and expressed his doubts:

"On the surface, this matter is about the four major sects uniting with other sects to promote the reform of the sect system and gain more benefits for themselves..."

"But I vaguely feel that they seem to be targeting my Taixu Sect..."

Master Taixu's brows wrinkled slightly.

"But why?"

"If you talk about dissatisfaction, I can find a few. If you talk about reasons, I can also guess a few."

"But I always feel that these are not the real reasons..."

"There must be a hidden secret behind this matter!"

Mr. Xun was slightly surprised and looked at Master Taixu seriously.

The monks of that family really don’t have fuel-efficient lamps...

Mr. Xun nodded slightly, "I understand..."

Head Taixu waited for Mr. Xun to continue speaking, but Mr. Xun's words stopped abruptly.

Then what?

Head Taixu looked at Mr. Xun in confusion.

Mr. Xun took another sip of tea calmly and said, "I have my own plan."

What's the plan?

Master Taixu really wanted to ask, but seeing Mr. Xun's expression, he felt that even if he asked, the old man would definitely not say anything.

The head of Taixu looked solemn.

Seeing his expression, Mr. Xun nodded slightly in his heart.

Although he is from a family and is not in the Taixu Clan's orthodoxy, he is in his position and plans his own affairs, which can be considered as caring about the safety of the Taixu Clan.

For the first time, Mr. Xun poured him a cup of tea and said slowly in an old voice:

“When mountains and rain come, we must remain unchanged to cope with all changes.”

Head Taixu drank the cup of tea with some flatterment.

But the doubts in his heart decreased instead of increasing.

When the mountain rain comes, what "unchanges" can be used to cope with these changes...

…

The sword discussion conference is over.

The disciples are still unfinished, and there are still follow-ups to the conference, but these have nothing to do with ink painting.

He has seen everything that needs to be seen, and other matters have nothing to do with him. If it really involves such a big matter as the interests of the sect, it is not his turn to intervene.

Fame and wealth are always external things.

Cultivation is a long journey, and you need to calm down and study with concentration.

Mo Hua returned to his sect and continued to practice Buddhism.

The next goal is the later stage of foundation building.

The rest of the time was spent studying formations.

Mo Hua attempts to refer to and confirm the Five Elements and Bagua formations taught to him by Mr.

The improvement of the Five Elements Source Armor is also being iterated one after another.

Yu'er is more lively.

Under the care of the ink painting, Yu'er is like a happy little swallow, flying around freely in the Taixu Gate.

This was also the happiest time in his life.

Time flies, and before you know it, another year has passed.

Celebrated the New Year as usual.

Ink painting in the middle stage of foundation building was successfully promoted to one level.

The new generation of disciples also entered the Taixu Sect. They are one generation later than Mo Hua, and they are regarded as Mo Hua's real "junior brothers" and "junior sisters".

Ink painting has truly become a "senior brother".
Chapter completed!