A qualified "ancestor" would indeed consider the problem in this way.

Mr. Xun asked again: "What about from your own perspective? What did you think before?"

Mo Hua was startled, and then said a little embarrassedly:

"My disciple's thinking is relatively simple... he just wants to make things worse and bring great misfortune to Duanjinmen!"

Mr. Xun asked: "Why do you do this?"

Mo Hua thought for a while, frowned and said: "Because in breaking the Golden Gate, there is no distinction between good and evil, and the actions are against morality..."

Mr. Xun nodded and said, "Then you have a good idea."

Mo Hua was a little surprised, "Is this not bad?"

Old Mr.

Mo Hua's expression was stern.

Old Mr.

"If you have your own idea, and it is correct, then of course you should do things according to your own idea."

The ink painting was a little messy for a while, "Then..."

Old Mr.

"It can't just be 'you think', otherwise your thinking will be limited, your vision will be very narrow, and sooner or later you will become a 'chess piece' of others."

"Those who know others are wise. The more you know about others, the better you can control the situation."

"But you don't have to deny your ideas."

"If your thoughts are in line with 'morality', then you are right and others are wrong."

"It's just that your power is too weak, and the 'ancestors' who care about interests and reality are too strong, so things will not develop according to your ideas, but will only advance according to the plans of those 'ancestors'."

"You must understand this."

"Sometimes, it's not that you are wrong, but that you are too 'weak'."

"If one day you are promoted to Dongxu, or even ascend to Dongxu, with supreme power, many things in the world will naturally develop according to your wishes..."

"But now you are not strong, and the progress of things is controlled by others. When something happens, you have to think more about what others think, so that you can know how things will develop, and you can know what you should do.

"

Mr. Xun gave the ink painting a meaningful look at the end.

"You have to learn to stand on top and look down from the perspective of an 'ancestor'."

"But I don't hope that you will just become such a condescending 'ancestor' in the future..."

Mo Hua's eyes trembled and he nodded slowly.

"Okay," Mr. Xun said in a more relaxed tone, "As I get older, I tend to nag more if I don't pay attention."

Mo Hua solemnly said:

"Thank you, old sir, for your teaching."

Mr. Xun's brows moved slightly, his eyes soft.

"By the way, old sir," Mo Hua suddenly blinked, "at Duanjinmen, our Taixumen, don't we have no 'extraction' of oil and water?"

Old Mr.

After Mr. Xun finished speaking, he glanced at the ink painting and said calmly:

"From now on, those things in your hand that break the golden gate, whether it be sword techniques or sword formations, can be used."

Mo Hua was slightly startled, and then he realized that Mr. Xun might have known everything.

But it’s normal to think about it.

Elder Xun Ziyou stared at himself. It was impossible for him not to know these methods that he often used.

If he knows it, Mr. Xun will naturally know it too.

Mo Hua is still a little uneasy:

"Can it really be used... Broken Golden Gate is stingy..."

"Just use it with confidence," Mr. Xun said. "Duanjin Gate and Taixu Gate, adhering to the original intention of 'abandoning sectarian views and exchanging cultivation methods,' have exchanged some inheritances with each other."

"In the inheritance of their Zhen Sect, some first- and second-grade sword techniques and sword formations have been put into my Taixu Sect's library."

"Exchanging inheritance?"

Mo Hua was a little surprised, and then asked: "Then what inheritance did our Taixu Sect give Duanjin Sect?"

Mr. Xun was disdainful: "A bunch of shabby spells on the street, who would remember..."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment.

Okay, so that’s how “communication” works.

"Then...are there only basic sword techniques?"

Mo Hua asked softly again.

He felt that what he was holding, whether it was the Broken Gold Sword Technique or the Broken Gold Sword Formation, did not seem to be the inheritance of the "Introduction" of the Broken Golden Sect.

Now that he has these inheritances, he feels that he is more "direct lineage" than some of the direct lineages of Jinmen.

"It's enough to get started," Mr. Xun said firmly, "If you only learn the 'introduction', you will be better than them."

"No matter how good their inheritance is, if they don't live up to their expectations and can't learn from you, there's nothing they can do about it."

Mo Hua was a little embarrassed, but he probably understood.

This is an "excuse".

As long as there is an origin and an explanation for the tricks he used to break the Golden Gate, it doesn't really matter what the facts are.

Mr. Xun thought for a moment and then warned:

"This matter involves too much, and all rumors have been blocked from the outside world. There is no wind and waves on the surface, but there are turbulent undercurrents behind the scenes."

"The Daoting, the four major sects, and many sects, especially Duanjinmen, and even the three sects of Taixu, Tai'a, Chongxu, are fighting openly and secretly with each other. It is estimated that they will not stop until the dust settles."

"So during this period, please keep a low profile and don't reveal anything."

"As for asking for leave, if a fellow disciple asks about it, just say that I gave you an errand and asked you to travel far away and draw formations for seven or eight days."

"As for the specific reason..." Mr. Xun looked at the ink painting meaningfully, "You can make it up yourself, you should be familiar with this."

"I'm not very familiar either..."

The ink painting is a bit guilty.

Mr. Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not pursue further questions. Instead, he looked solemnly and asked the last question:

"Is your divine mind infected with some evil spirits in the Demon Refining Chart?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded slowly.

To be precise, it is "eating", not dyeing.

But even Mr. Xun didn't think about it this way.

Being "contaminated" by evil spirits was as bad a situation as he could think of.

He had never seen it with his own eyes, so he had no idea how "brutal" the ink paintings in the spiritual state could be.

"Taken with evil spirits..." Mr. Xun frowned.

"It's okay," Mo Hua said, "Old sir, I've been able to purify these evil thoughts gradually by meditating."

"Meditation?" Mr. Xun was startled and his heart moved.

Could it be...the meditation technique passed down by that person?

Mr. Xun thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"That's fine."

However, he was still a little worried, so he took out a golden-edged sandalwood stick and a pair of simple picture scrolls in a jade box from the storage bag.

"This soothing incense is of the highest quality. When you light it when you meditate, it can help you concentrate carefully and get rid of distracting thoughts."

"As for this picture..."

When Mo Hua saw this picture, his heart skipped a beat and he blurted out:

"Visualization?!"

Mr. Xun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but he didn't seem surprised, "Have you seen the visualization picture?"

"Well, I've seen some." Mo Hua said honestly.

Mr. Xun was slightly shocked when he heard this.

Saw "some".
To be continued...