In addition, the most special thing is the "amplification formation".

Murong Caiyun still remembers the powerful feeling of "spiritual power boiling" and the increase in the five elements.

The feeling of adding this five-element law to the body is very fascinating.

Unfortunately, Murong Caiyun only experienced this taste once from beginning to end.

This made Murong Caiyun feel resentful for a long time.

Murong Caiyun took back his mind and began to evaluate the strength of ink painting.

Judging from the current situation, Mo Hua is a very strong "assisted" monk.

It's a panacea, and you can make up for anything you lack.

But in this way, you will rely heavily on "teammates".

The stronger the teammates, the stronger he is.

On the contrary, if the teammates are weak, the existence of Mo Hua will be a little embarrassed...

But……

Murong Caiyun looked at Mo Hua and said carefully: "Junior brother, the swordsmanship conference is a five-a-side system. Have you decided who to choose as your teammate?"

Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "I have an idea, but I haven't decided yet."

"This...you have to consider it early." Murong Caiyun said.

If you choose a weak teammate, he can't help him, so it's useless to participate in the sword contest.

If you choose a strong teammate, not to mention whether your teammate agrees to be with him or not, at least it is not easy to explain to the sect.

The swordsmanship conference is a major event, and the decision to decide on the share of the dragon spirit mine is related to the core interests of the sect.

We have made plans for the arrangements of the sword-making team early and extremely cautious.

Especially those genius disciples, one carrot and one pit.

Mo Hua is now like this, obviously having a temporary idea, and suddenly she wants to participate in the sword contest seriously.

This is something outside the plan.

He was valued by the ancestors and was also the "little senior brother" of the sect. He had a good reputation and high prestige.

Once you pull someone and cause the sword contestants to move, the sect will probably be very difficult.

Mo Hua also understood what Murong Caiyun meant and nodded seriously, "I will think about it carefully."

Afterwards, he asked about the rules of sword competition, and after he had a rough idea in his mind, he said goodbye tactfully.

"Senior sister, I will go back to the sect first, and I won't disturb you from forming a pill."

After Mo Hua finished speaking, she turned around and wanted to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Murong Caiyun.

"Junior brother..."

"Senior sister, is there anything else?" Mo Hua asked.

Murong Caiyun was silent for a moment, with a little sad expression, and sighed softly: "I can't help with Taixu Sect anymore, I..."

Her face was full of reluctance.

Mo Hua understood her thoughts, looked soft and said with a smile:

"Senior sister, don't worry. Leave the sword discussion to me. After all, I am now Taixu Sect... No, it's Tai'a, Chongxu, and Taixu's 'Little Brother'."

Murong Caiyun was stunned, and felt a lot more at ease, and couldn't help but smile.

"Senior sister, please get the pills early. Then the golden pill banquet will be held and I will treat me to the wedding wine." Mo Hua said with a smile.

Murong Caiyun also smiled and said, "Well, be careful all the way."

Mo Hua waved his hand, said goodbye to Murong Caiyun, and set out on the road to Taixu Mountain.

In the distance of Cangshan Mountain, ink paintings are walking on the steps of the mountain.

Murong Caiyun looked at Mo Hua's back and suddenly realized that before he knew it, Mo Hua had grown a lot taller.

At this time, he walked alone on the mountain road. Although his figure was thin, it was connected to the vast aura of Taixu Mountain. There was a faint aura of stepping on the earth, turning into a green mountain, shouldering the sky...

Murong Caiyun looked at him in a daze, then smiled slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were as bright as colorful clouds, bright and beautiful.

...

After returning to Taixu Gate, Mo Hua began to seriously consider the matter of "forming a team".

Sword debate is not a joke.

You must prepare early for team formation.

Mo Hua didn't talk much, so she found Linghu Xiao directly and asked him: "Xiaoxiao, I'm going to discuss the sword, do you want to join us?"

Linghu Xiao was slightly stunned, and then his eyes gradually showed his sharpness, and he nodded at Mo Hua:

"good."

In just two breaths, a sentence of effort, Linghu Xiao, a genius who was rare in Chongxu Sect in 500 years, was simply "killed" by Mo Hua.

With Linghu Xiao, everything will be easy.

Ink painting himself, plus Linghu laugh.

Add Cheng Mo and Situ Jian.

These are four people.

Although Cheng Mo and Situ are not very top disciples, they are relative to the four major sects.

At least in Taixu Sect, the two of them are also considered "first-class disciples".

Cheng Mo has thick skin and can be used as a meat shield.

Situ's swordsmanship is superb, can attack and defend, and is also a "universal gold oil" that can meet various tactical needs.

There are not many people in Taixu Sect who are better than them.

Moreover, the two of them often mix with ink paintings. Under the influence of their eyes, they have some shadows of ink paintings. They are tricky and insidious. When they are truly practical, their combat power will be stronger.

Besides, everyone is familiar with each other and has a more tacit understanding of cooperation.

In team fighting, tacit understanding is very important.

There is one left, and there are many candidates for ink painting.

After all, he has been a junior brother for so many years, and his connections are here, and he can help him anyway if he wants to attract people.

Brother Yang Qianjun, Hao Xuan, who runs fast, Yi Li, who has good magic... and so on, you can make up for it.

However, this can be decided later. The most urgent thing is to report to Mr. Xun and the leader first.

Especially "Linghu Xiao", this is the only genius in Taixu Sect at present, and it is also the "baby genius" in front of the ancestor of Chongxu's lineage.

I "killed" him... No, I will definitely ask the old man and the head for advice.

If there is any trouble, it must be resolved in advance.

When Mo Hua went to find Mr. Xun, the head of the sect was there.

He said his plans.

Mr. Xun frowned and pondered.

Instead, the head of Taixu, who was standing beside him, asked Mo Hua, "Did Linghu Xiao agree?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "He has long wanted to participate in a sword contest with me."

The head of Taixu stared at Mo Hua and sighed in his heart, it was really a tofu that was made of brine, and one thing was reduced to another.

Linghu laughed. Although the word "smile" is included in his name, he would not laugh at all.

He is cold to everyone.

Whether it is respectful to the elders of the sect, the head, or the ancestor, he also looks indifferent.

In the eyes of outsiders, Linghu Xiao is a genius of swordsmanship with a arrogant heart.

The more you practice swordsmanship, the more you are, the more you are, the more you are, the more you are, the more you are, the more you are, the more you are, you should not get close to it.

Only Mo Hua can play with him.

The head of Taixu knew this. After all, in Wan Yao Valley, Mo Hua and Linghu Xiao had a friendship of living and dying.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Mo Hua has "life-saving grace" to Linghu Xiao.

But in this way, the rules he, the head of the sect, had all been in chaos.

He and Tai'a and Chongxu meridians have negotiated things and have to change their minds.

The head of Taixu couldn't help scratching his head.

He knew that this was not a good habit.

Because the more you scratch your head, the more your hair falls.
To be continued...