But looking at the ink painting in front of him, he had to rush.

Mr. Xun didn't say anything, but just looked at Mo Hua calmly and asked, "Have you considered it?"

"Yes!" Mo Hua nodded seriously.

"Your trump cards..."

"I will be careful." Mo Hua said.

"Okay," Mr. Xun nodded slightly, "I understand, go back and get ready."

Mo Hua looked happy and said, "Thank you, Mr.."

Then he looked at the head of Taixu, especially at his hair, and saluted respectfully, "I've caused you trouble."

The head could only smile bitterly.

After Mo Hua left, the head of Taixu looked at Mr. Xun and thoughtfully said, "Is this good... okay?"

Mr. Xun thought for a while and said, "I don't know if it's good or not, at least it won't be worse... You should know what the situation is now."

When the head of Taixu heard this, he sighed.

Judging from the current situation of Taixu Sect, the winning chance of the Sword Conference is very narrow.

The top combat power is lacking, and Taixu Sect has almost no qualification to compete for the position of the four major sects.

It is also very difficult to keep the eight gates.

Although if nothing unexpected happens, ink painting can still win another "leader of formation", it cannot put all hope on the debate on formation.

After all, sword contests are the big ones.

Once the swordsmanship is defeated poorly, the ranking of "the leader of the formation" may not be able to maintain the precarious position of Taixu Sect.

Not to mention, after the restructuring of the sect and the convergence of the three sects, the Taixu Sect is now surrounded by enemies, and the difficulty of discussing swords is more than several times higher than before.

The situation is dangerous, there are few people in the world, and the cards in your hand are very limited.

As the leader, he could only rack his brains to plan, but he had no idea what the outcome was.

Mr. Xun said calmly:

"Planning depends on people, and success depends on heaven. No matter how you plan this swordsmanship, you still have to rely on your disciples to fight for it."

"So, let them do it themselves."

The head of Taixu nodded.

Not to mention anything else, at least he still trusts the child Mo Hua very much - although sometimes Mo Hua is weird and confusing.

"Just..." The head of Taixu pondered for a moment, and then said, "If this happens, will there be any objection to Chongxu Sect?"

Mr. Xun was silent and did not comment.

Two days later, the sect will have a regular meeting.

The elders of Chongxu Sect really had a lot of opinions.

"The regulations that have been decided have been changed casually like this? Isn't this treating the sword contest as a joke? Your Taixu Sect..."

After the elder said this, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Now everyone is Taixu Sect.

He changed his words and said, "Where is your Taixu lineage, where is the benefit of establishing the sect? Isn't this a joke?"

Some people were dissatisfied with Mo Hua: "Yes, this disciple named 'Mo Hua' is the leader of the formation, but he cannot do whatever he wants."

"What's more, this is a discussion of swords, not a formation!"

"He is a formation master, why are you joining in the fun? When you go into the sword contest, you are afraid that you will disappear as soon as you meet someone."

"What are your Taixu lineage planning for this matter?"

The head of Taixu looked indifferent.

In front of the ancestor, he might still hesitate.

But now it is the regular meeting of the three sects. He is the head of the sect and has the authority in his hands, so he cannot hesitate at all.

The head of Taixu said lightly:

"This matter has been decided, and the ancestor agreed. He said it, not to ask for advice, but to inform everyone."

"I, the head of the sect, should bear all responsibilities."

The atmosphere in the hall was stagnant.

The elders of the Chongxu lineage were silent.

After all, the head of Taixu Sect is now the real head of the Three Meridians.

He decided to do it.

But they were still a little angry and said angrily: "You should spoil that ink painting. If you spoil it like this, something will happen sooner or later."

The head of Taixu said calmly: "He is the leader of the formation, and it is possible that he is the leader of the two formations."

The implication is that he, the head of the sect, is to be spoiled.

If there are disciples who can get the leader of the formation, they can still be abusive.

Everything is spoken by strength.

Whether the Taixu Sect can "spend life" by the convergence of the three sects may really rely on the "leader of the formation" of Mo Hua.

The elders of the Chongxu lineage are really nothing to say now.

When the head of Taixu saw that no one had any objections to the Chongxu lineage, he was still calm on the surface, but he still breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since that's the case, then this matter is decided..."

Before he finished speaking, the head of Tai'a's lineage suddenly intercepted and said, "No! I, Tai'a's lineage, don't agree!"

The head of Taixu was stunned and his eyes were slightly condensed.

He didn't expect that Tai'a's lineage would jump out and disagree.

The three sects merge and the three meridians are governed together, and the head of Taixu is the leader, but Tai'a's leader also has a certain right to speak.

"Why don't you agree?" asked the head of Taixu.

The head of Taia snorted coldly and said:

"The ink painting is from the Taixu lineage, and Linghu Xiao is from the Chongxu lineage. I, Taia lineage, must add a disciple to it!"

The head of the sect has also considered it.

Anyway, this is the situation now, it will not be better or worse.

If you want to lose, everyone will lose together!

But to win, everyone has to win together.
Chapter completed!