Chapter 748: Youth

Divine consciousness controls the sword, using divine consciousness as the means, the spirit sword as the medium, and the sword array as the form, combined with the principles of spirit power transformation and concentration, to create terrifying killing power...

Just thinking about it fills Mo Hua with fear.

But unfortunately...

Up to now, he still hasn't formally learned array methods.

And regarding sword arrays, he's only learned one "Po Jin Jian Zhen." Not to mention simplifying the complex, turning many into one, or the deeper "Jian Dao Zhen Fa" which involves the origin of sword dao.

This goal is still too distant.

However, benefiting from this, Mo Hua also gradually developed ideas and a direction.

Combine divine consciousness controlling the sword with array method killing.

Then learn more array methods and comprehend the laws of all things;

Practice more sword control techniques to enhance his understanding of sword dao.

One day in the future, he will enlighten the great dao, integrate it with the sword array, and create a terrifying killing weapon of sword dao that uses "divine consciousness controls the sword" as the method, the sword as the form, the array as the core, and carries the power of the great dao laws!

Mo Hua was filled with anticipation.

He patted Ouyang Mu's shoulder and said with full expectation:

"You must learn sword forging properly!"

From now on, all matters related to sword forging will rely on Xiao Mu.

Ouyang Mu was a little confused, but being approved by Mo Hua still made him happy.

After that, he continued to research sword forging diligently.

The quality of spirit swords has reached its limit.

The power of controlling the sword has also reached a bottleneck.

Ouyang Mu can only think of ways to improve from other angles, the first being to reduce costs.

Mo Hua's "improper" sword control technique "sacrifices" one spirit sword each time it's used.

Spirit swords have become consumables.

Using them for a long time will be a huge expense.

Ouyang Mu thought, since the power cannot be improved, then lower the cost a bit and save some merit points for Senior Brother Mo.

Merit points are very hard to earn.

He has deep experience in this.

Although now forging swords for Senior Brother Mo allows him to "eat meat and drink soup" and earn a considerable amount of merit points, the habit of being "diligent and thrifty" is still deeply ingrained.

Ouyang Mu chatted with Mo Hua for a while, then began to try how to "cut corners" reasonably and use some "cheap" materials to refine spirit swords without reducing their power.

Generally, spirit swords need to be used for a long time, balancing power and durability, so the forging process is complicated, the refining materials are expensive, and you get what you pay for with no room for cutting corners.

But Mo Hua's controlled swords break with each use of the sword array.

Therefore, many traditional sword forging ideas such as making spirit swords "sturdy and durable," "stable in form," and "beautiful and elegant" can all be abandoned.

Even the sword itself can adopt an "explosive" structure.

Not sturdy, durable, or stable, but easy to burn, easy to explode, and easy to shatter.

This was something Mo Hua mentioned inadvertently.

It was also the first time Ouyang Mu knew that a sword could have such a strange "refining method."

Refining tools is not always about "following the book" and meticulously adhering to norms.

"The norms of things are all set by people, and things are dead while people are alive. One should flexibly change dead 'things' according to living people..."

Mo Hua said as such.

Ouyang Mu seemed to be enlightened and said admiringly:

"Senior Brother Mo, you know so much!"

Although Senior Brother Mo's refining level is not that great, his words are really very reasonable!

"Things are dead, people are alive, based on people, not restricted by form..."

Ouyang Mu nodded seriously.

Just like this, Ouyang Mu, who was originally a bit dull, cautious, honest, and dutiful, like "Xiao Mu," was also gradually led "astray" by Mo Hua in refining tools...

After that, Ouyang Mu began to try more refining ideas.

Guided by the cultivator's demands and actual function, he conducted refining, "by any means" to achieve his goal.

Mo Hua also worried less.

Basically, he only needed to say what kind of spirit tool he needed, what effect he wanted to achieve, and what kind of array he needed to use. Xiao Mu would go back and ponder over it himself and be able to design a refining diagram for Mo Hua the next day.

And the distance between Tai A Men and Tai Xu Men is relatively close, making exchanges convenient.

Just like this, several months passed unknowingly.

Under Mo Hua's leadership, Tai Xu Men's monster hunting "team" constantly expanded.

There were more and more monster hunting "strategies."

The process of monster hunting became clearer and clearer, the matching spirit tools became more and more perfect, and the hunting system became more and more mature.

They killed more and more monster beasts, and the types of materials they stripped became more diverse.

As long as they followed Mo Hua, all the Tai Xu Men disciples who were involved in monster hunting in the outer mountains had a large income of merit points.

And with such abundant monster beast materials, Ouyang Mu's refining level also improved rapidly.

At the same time, because he often followed Mo Hua and often repaired spirit tools for Tai Xu Men disciples, Ouyang Mu also became familiar with many Tai Xu Men disciples.

In Tai A Men, Ouyang Mu was relatively introverted.

Because of his special origin, being a direct descendant of the Ouyang family, he should have been outstanding in the sect like his elder brother.

But compared to his elder brother, he was ordinary, dull, and not good at socializing.

The disciples of Tai A Men looked at him with relatively strange eyes.

Jealousy, disdain, alienation, and sympathy, all were present.

Ouyang Mu was very uncomfortable.

But blending with Mo Hua and the disciples of Tai Xu Men, Ouyang Mu felt much more relaxed.

He could freely refine tools and forge swords.

Everyone called him "Xiao Mu," no one cared if his surname was "Ouyang" or not, and no one compared him to his outstanding elder brother.

Everyone just treated him as a junior brother and a reliable refining master, and he didn't need to mind others' gazes.

Although Ouyang Mu's temperament was still a bit dull, there was a lot more openness between his brows, and a simple smile often hung on his thin face.

Just sometimes, he was also a bit confused.

He was a disciple of Tai A Men, who didn't have a good relationship with his own sect, yet somehow, he became close to the disciples of Tai Xu Men...

Another month passed, and in another two months, it would be New Year's.

Mo Hua's fourth year in Tai Xu Men was also coming to an end in busyness.

Today was also the tenth day of rest, and Mo Hua entered the mountain as usual. Along the way, a group of Tai Xu Men disciples greeted him.

"Good, Little Senior Brother!"

Mo Hua also smiled with squinted eyes and waved back one by one.

He walked in the mountain until he reached a quiet place. Mo Hua found a large stone, sat cross-legged, and placed a spirit sword in front of him.

This was a spirit sword that looked simple, even slightly "cheap."

At the same time, this was also the latest "pulverizing" spirit sword forged by Xiao Mu according to Mo Hua's intention.

Since the controlled sword was bound to be damaged, why not let it pulverize completely?

The moment the sword array explodes, the spirit sword also "explodes."

This has two benefits.

One is that when the spirit sword explodes, the fine fragments and pieces of the sword will explode and scatter with the sword qi, like a hidden weapon in a violent rain of pear blossoms, enhancing the power of the controlled sword to a certain extent.

The second is that it can "destroy the body and traces."

After controlling the sword, the spirit sword is directly "destroyed" by pulverization, leaving no intact sword body, making it difficult for people to see the details of this sword control technique.

Moreover, this spirit sword is also cheap to make.

Xiao Mu also researched for a long time and tried many times before refining this pulverizing spirit sword.

Mo Hua then came to test the sword again.

"A two-stage initial-level flying beast monster is not good, a bit weak..."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Flying beast monsters are inherently weaker in blood qi than walking beasts, and their skin and flesh defense is also poorer, relying on their ability to soar through the nine skies and their speed to appear tricky.

But none of these advantages are not restrained by Mo Hua's "controlled sword."

After Xiao Mu improved the spirit sword before, Mo Hua could already single-handedly kill an eagle monster with one "controlled sword" use.

Now that this spirit sword has undergone several iterations and been significantly enhanced, Mo Hua wants to test it on a stronger monster beast.

"A two-stage middle-level monster wood eagle."

This is the target Mo Hua specifically selected.

The monster wood eagle is relatively weak among two-stage middle-level monster beasts, but it is definitely much stronger than two-stage initial-level ones.

Mo Hua calmed his heart, released his divine consciousness, and sat in place "waiting for a rabbit."

Waiting for this monster beast to fly over from the sky and let himself stab it with a sword.

But he waited for half a day, and only two-stage initial-level bird monsters flew by.

Mo Hua sighed slightly.

Indeed, encountering a two-stage middle-level monster beast in the outer mountains requires some luck.

Of course, it's also mainly because Tai Xu Men has killed a bit too much in these few mountain peaks.

Although it is said that there are too many monster beasts in the monster hunting mountains and these disciples cannot finish killing them, the monster beasts also know which mountain peaks are dangerous and where the cultivators are dangerous, and they will also migrate according to the situation.

With fewer two-stage initial-level monster beasts, there are naturally even fewer middle-level ones.

Mo Hua was helpless.

"Change places?"

Perhaps he can encounter one outside of Tai Xu Men's mountain peaks.

Anyway, they are all in the outer mountains, and he has already checked the terrain, so there won't be much danger.

Mo Hua packed up his sword, stood up and looked into the distance, then chose a direction where he felt he might encounter a monster beast and walked straight towards it.

Outside of Tai Xu Men's mountain peaks, the surrounding terrain indeed felt a bit strange.

After walking for a while, he saw disciples from other sects.

Some of them were wearing sect dao robes, while others were not.

Those wearing sect dao robes were doing so because there were more disciples from the same sect, for mutual care.

Those not wearing dao robes were in groups of three or five small teams, acting low-key to avoid exposing their details.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, silently took off his Tai Xu Men dao robe, and changed into a light gray casual outfit.

It's better to be low-key when you're alone.

After walking for a period of time, Mo Hua finally discovered the traces of a two-stage middle-level monster wood eagle.

He released his divine consciousness, followed the traces, and chased all the way to a mountain forest. He indeed saw the eagle monster hovering above the mountain forest, its gaze fierce, occasionally emitting an ear-piercing shriek.

The eagle monster was huge, and its faint momentum was somewhat shocking.

Both its blood qi and monster power were a level higher than ordinary two-stage initial-level monster beasts.

Mo Hua looked back and first selected an escape route for himself.

In case this sword doesn't seriously injure this eagle monster after it flies out, he must be decisive and slip away.

Otherwise, being targeted by this eagle monster would be a bit troublesome.

Mo Hua chose a good route and ensured it was foolproof before sitting on the ground, taking out the spirit sword, locking onto the enemy with his divine consciousness, and controlling the sword with his divine thought.

With a movement of divine thought, the spirit sword resonated.

A brilliant golden light suddenly appeared, drawing a sharp golden line from the sky, accompanied by a slight sword hum, and hit the monster wood eagle hovering in the air with lightning speed.

The moment the spirit sword hit, the golden sword qi bloomed.

The sword array turned into sword qi, twisting and killing the monster wood eagle's body like a small hurricane.

And the spirit sword itself was also destroyed by the sword qi and shattered into pieces.

The sword body was pulverized, cracking into fine fragments and pieces of the sword, mixing with the sword qi, exploding like golden fireworks during the day.

Fragments and sword qi twisted and killed together.

Even a two-stage middle-level monster wood eagle was suddenly difficult to resist.

Its feathers were twisted and shattered by the sword qi, and at the same time, the shattered spirit sword also cut its skin and flesh.

This pulverizing controlled sword can also be said to be another form of the unity of sword qi and sword tool.

Along with a mournful roar, the monster wood eagle fell from the air.

Mo Hua, who had prepared to escape at any time after the sword sacrifice, saw the situation and his expression brightened.

The power of this pulverizing controlled sword was even stronger than he expected.

According to his experience, flying beast monsters, as long as they fall directly from the air, are all seriously injured.

Mo Hua decided to go forward and see.

If this monster beast is too seriously injured and there is a chance to kill it, then he will give it another blow.

Even if a two-stage middle-level monster beast is injured by sword qi and its flesh is not intact, it is still a considerable amount of merit points.

If this monster wood eagle is strong in monster power and not seriously injured,

Then it has a big fate.

He just won't provoke it.

Mo Hua followed the location where the monster wood eagle fell, but when he arrived, he was a little stunned.

There was no trace of the monster wood eagle...

In front of him was a small cliff section.

It seemed that when the monster wood eagle fell to the ground, it flapped a few times and coincidentally fell down from the cliff again.

Mo Hua leaned over and looked. The cliff was not high. Although there was some cloud and fog, vaguely, he could see the mountain forest below the cliff.

It didn't look dangerous.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then attached spirit power to his hands and feet, stuck to the cliff, and slowly climbed down.

But the cliff was steep, and the terrain was also higher than he thought.

It took nearly half a shichen to reach the bottom of the cliff.

At the bottom of the cliff was a lush mountain forest, and there was still no trace of the monster wood eagle.

Mo Hua released his divine consciousness, sensed the aura, and through heavenly mechanism derivation and peeking into cause and effect, finally found traces of blood seeping into the soil on the ground and a wisp of faint causal qi machine.

Mo Hua followed the qi machine and walked forward.

After walking for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, he suddenly stopped and looked up, his gaze slightly condensed.

He found the monster wood eagle.

But his monster beast had been snatched by someone!

This time, the monster wood eagle was already dead, lying on the ground, blood flowing out, and completely lifeless.

And on its heavily injured body, in addition to the fine fragmented golden sword marks, there was another obvious sword wound, which seemed to have been injured by an extremely sharp and powerful sword qi, which is why it died.

And standing beside the monster wood eagle was a young man.

The young man was wearing a light green robe, looked young, was handsome, had fair skin, and his eyebrows showed arrogance, his gaze sharp as a sword.

Not just his gaze, even his whole person, standing there, was like a sharp-edged spirit sword.

Mo Hua's gaze slightly sank. After thinking for a moment, he still didn't deliberately hide his aura, and walked straight out, all the way to ten zhang away from the young man.

The young man sensed the sound of footsteps, slowly turned around, and his cold gaze met Mo Hua's, startling him for an instant.

Mo Hua went straight to the point, pointing at the monster wood eagle and said:

"This monster beast is mine."

Hearing this, the light green clothed young man's expression turned even colder, with obvious hostility.

"Yours?"

His voice had the crispness of a young man, yet was as chilling as a sword's edge.

"Yes," Mo Hua nodded, pointing upward, "I killed it with my sword, and it fell from the cliff, falling here."

Killed it with a sword...

The young man looked at the sword marks on the monster wood eagle's body, and the hostility in his eyes suddenly deepened. He said with a cold laugh:

"Now it's mine."

Mo Hua was startled, his gaze slightly condensed, and he said indifferently:

"You... want to rob me?"

The light green clothed young man's heart sank slightly, and he said with a cold laugh:

"So what if I rob you?"

There was defiance in the young man's tone.

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows slightly.

He saw that this young man in light green was also at the middle stage of foundation building cultivation, cultivating sword methods, with exquisite sword qi. He didn't know which sect's disciple he was.

But no matter which sect's disciple he was, so far, no cultivator of the same realm had dared to rob him.

Even if they did, they would have to spit it out with their bones and blood.

Moreover, this young man had a defiant look and clear hostility towards him, obviously not someone who would give up easily.

Mo Hua's gaze deepened slightly, and he slowly said:

"If you dare to rob me, then don't blame me for being impolite..."

The mountain forest was quiet, and the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive.

The light green clothed young man opposite had a cold and stern expression, but his heart couldn't help but sink.

This little devil is not quite right...

His blood qi was clearly weak, and his spirit power was thin, but the aura around him was intertwined with a faint oppressive feeling.

That instant, he sensed that the little devil in front of him was absolutely no ordinary person.

This kind of oppressive feeling was hard to explain but extremely clear.

The intuition gained from his "clear sword heart" told him that the young man in front of him was definitely a "great enemy" that should not be underestimated.

But this also aroused the arrogance in his heart.

A sword cultivator's sword heart should be fearless and forge ahead.

The light green clothed young man was a little nervous and at the same time a little excited.

Only by defeating a strong enemy could his sword dao become stronger!

Although he didn't know exactly where this little cultivator was strong, intuition didn't deceive him, and the premonition of his sword heart was not false.

The light green clothed young man slowly drew out his long sword.

His long sword was an ancient, ethereal, and inexplicably profound ancient sword.

The sword body was smooth, reflecting a faint blue light, like the color of a clear moon, yet hiding elegant killing intent.

His expression was focused, his gaze ice cold, and the sword qi flowed around him, possessing a majestic and inviolable momentum.

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows slightly.

What sharp sword qi.

Among his generation, he had not seen such a strong sword cultivator.

Even Si Tu Jian didn't have this kind of sword dao momentum.

In the mountain forest, a sword light flashed, and killing intent suddenly appeared.

Without a single word of nonsense, the light green clothed young man pointed his long sword, and a faint blue sword light, like an arc of the setting moon, broke through the air.

Mo Hua's body was like water, calmly avoiding it.

The sword qi cut past Mo Hua, cutting off a tree trunk, embedding itself in the ground, leaving a clear sword mark.

This sword mark was almost identical to the sword marks on the monster wood eagle's body.

Mo Hua backhanded a fireball technique.

The power of this fireball technique was not as strong as the light green clothed young man's sword light, but it was fast and accurate.

The light green clothed young man turned into sword light and flashed several times, pulling open a distance, but the fireball technique seemed to be locked onto him, slightly circling and changing direction, flying towards him again.

The light green clothed young man's expression sank slightly, and he chopped with his long sword, and a sword light split the fireball technique, offsetting each other.

But the power of the fireball technique was obviously not comparable to the sword qi.

And in the blink of an eye, a second fireball technique arrived.

The light green clothed young man's pupils shrank slightly.

This technique was too fast.

He backhanded a sword light, offsetting the fireball again.

"Fortunately, the power isn't good..."

The light green clothed young man said silently.

After that, the two of them, you cast fireballs and I chopped with sword light, while using their body techniques to move around, fighting continuously in the mountain forest.

Both sides were probing.

Mo Hua wanted to probe how powerful this light green clothed young man's sword method was.

The light green clothed young man wanted to test what other means Mo Hua had.

After a moment, Mo Hua felt that it was enough.

The sword qi was very strong, but it was only at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building. Perhaps there was a greater killing move, but in front of him, he definitely wouldn't be able to use it.

The young man's body technique also seemed to be a sword escape type.

It was fast, but like the sword light, it came and went straight, lacking variation.

Mo Hua began to consider what means he should use to take down this light green clothed young man.

Should he get close and use the Small Meteorite Forbidden Technique, or pull away and use divine consciousness to control the sword?

Or should he secretly draw an array, set an ambush, and then bombard him with techniques...

Mo Hua was a little conflicted.

The conflict was that some powerful means were not suitable for use.

Although this young man snatched his monster beast and had a poor temperament, he couldn't really kill him because of that, otherwise, it would just cause trouble.

Winning without killing was a bit difficult...

On the other side, the light green clothed young man was a bit irritable.

Back and forth, it was just the fireball technique.

The two of them went back and forth, fighting dozens of rounds, but this little devil only used the fireball technique.

"Could he be humiliating me?!"

The light green clothed young man was slightly angry, then said coldly: "Do you only know the fireball technique? Where is your Po Jin Men sword method? Why don't you use it?"

Mo Hua threw two more fireball techniques and said in confusion: "I'm not from Po Jin Men, why would I use Po Jin Men sword method?"

The light green clothed young man was startled when he heard this, then chopped out two more sword qi, offsetting the fireball techniques, and then frowned and asked: "You're not from Po Jin Men?"

Mo Hua retorted: "How do I look like I'm from Po Jin Men?"

The light green clothed young man pointed at the monster wood eagle, "You said this eagle was killed by you, aren't these sword marks the Po Jin sword qi?"

Mo Hua was startled and thought to himself, so that's how it is.

His divine consciousness controlled the sword, using the Po Jin Men sword array, so the sword qi he unleashed was naturally the Po Jin Men sword qi.

Of course, he definitely couldn't admit that it was Po Jin sword qi.

Mo Hua said: "This is my family's inherited sword qi, how can it be Po Jin sword qi?"

The light green clothed young man frowned, "This sword qi is of the gold element..."

"Gold is one of the five elements. There are so many sword cultivators in this world who cultivate gold element sword qi, what does that have to do with his Po Jin Men?"

Mo Hua said righteeously.

The light green clothed young man was taken aback and suddenly had nothing to say.

These words seemed... indeed without problem.

Po Jin Men is famous for its gold element sword qi, but not all gold sword inheritances belong to Po Jin Men...

It was he who saw these golden sword marks and then determined that this eagle monster was injured by the sword qi of those trash from Po Jin Men, therefore he fought...

The light green clothed young man silently put away his long sword.

Mo Hua was a little surprised, "You're not fighting?"

The light green clothed young man cupped his hand and said sincerely:

"I was abrupt, I'm sorry..."

Although he apologized, his face was stiff, obviously a bit awkward in his heart.

Seeing him apologize so directly, Mo Hua was a little surprised. He pointed at the monster wood eagle, "Then this monster beast..."

The light green clothed young man hesitated for a moment, but then said straightforwardly:

"It's yours."

Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction when he heard this.

A child who doesn't snatch his monster beast is a good child.

It was just a small misunderstanding, and he, being an adult, wouldn't bother with it.

Mo Hua put his hands behind his back, tucked them into his sleeves, his gaze changing from deep to clear, restraining his killing intent.

The light green clothed young man sized up Mo Hua and discovered that the strange oppressive feeling and the heart-pounding sense of threat on Mo Hua's body had all disappeared without a trace in an instant, slightly shocking him.

He looked at Mo Hua deeply and asked seriously:

"What sect are you from?"

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

This young man spoke a bit straightforwardly, his face was a bit cold, and he had an arrogant air, not very polite.

Mo Hua then said to him: "Before asking about someone's origin, you should first report your own sect."

The light green clothed young man was startled, realizing his oversight, then cupped his hand and said:

"Chong Xu Men outer disciple..."

"Ling Hu Xiao."

Mo Hua was surprised.

Ling Hu Xiao?

He looked at the young man's ice-cold face and secretly thought: This Ling Hu Xiao, I haven't seen him laugh before...

(End of chapter)