Chapter 940 Take a Look

Needless to say, the Shen family is the top family in Qianxuezhou. The four major sects are hereditary and are truly huge. He, an ordinary Jindan early stage cultivator, is not much stronger than an ant in front of the Shen family.

As for Mo Hua, the leader of the Taixu Sect's formation and the true elders of the late Jindan both poured tea for him, and his identity is unfathomable.

The situation in front of him is really a fight between "immortals", and neither side can afford to offend.

And he can't stand by and watch.

He invited Mr. Mo to dinner, but was blocked by someone. Seeing that they were about to fight, if he stood aside and watched, it would be tantamount to "adding insult to injury".

In the future, let alone hugging thighs, it would be good if Mr. Mo didn't try to kill him.

This Mr. Mo looks handsome, cute, and amiable, but Fan Jin is not a fool. He would not really think that Mo Hua is just as simple as he looks.

You can't judge a person by his appearance.

In the middle stage of foundation building, he was able to suppress the four major sects, win the first place in formation, and drink tea with the elders in Taixu Sect. How could he be an ordinary person?

"What the hell... what should I do?"

At that moment, Fan Jin was so anxious that his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

And he didn't have much time to make a decision, and the two sides were about to fight.

If he stood up now, he could still choose a team. If he was late, he would really fight, and he would not even have the chance to choose.

Fan Jin gritted his teeth and his mind was racing.

If he didn't help, he would offend Mr. Mo, and the Shen family would not remember his favor.

And helping, although it would offend the Shen family, it would also please Mr. Mo.

Choose the lesser of two evils. Since it would offend one side anyway, it would definitely be the one with benefits.

"Damn it, never mind..."

Fortunes are sought in danger.

If you want benefits, you have to take risks. If you are afraid of taking risks, don't even think about making progress.

What's more, this Mr. Mo was invited by himself. He couldn't sit idly by when he was provoked by others.

Fan Jin's legs were a little weak, but he still took a step forward and stood in front of Mo Hua.

He felt a little unsteady on his feet after taking this step, but his heart was at ease.

It was a knife anyway. Since he had chosen it, there was no need to look back.

Fan Jin had a cold face.

A Jindan on the opposite side said coldly: "Fan Diansi, what do you mean? To show off, you offend our Shen family?"

Fan Jin said with a serious face: "I don't care about your grievances, but this young man is a distinguished guest of my Daotingsi. At least in Gushan City, my Daotingsi has the obligation to protect him."

He brought out the "Daotingsi".

In this way, it was not that he wanted to go against the Shen family, but it was the duty of Daotingsi and he had to stand up.

After the investigation, at least on the surface, he would not be blamed.

The right name makes the right words. When working in Daotingsi, sometimes how you speak is more important than how you do things.

Another Shen family Jindan sneered, "Do you think we will be afraid of you if you bring up Daotingsi? You'd better..."

"What nonsense?" The young master of the Shen family frowned, "Do it."

The two Shen family Jindan paused and bowed, "Yes."

In fact, there are only two Jindan in the Shen family, and the rest are foundation-building, but in a third-grade fairy city like Gushan City, two Jindan are enough to walk sideways.

On Mo Hua's side, except for the two Jindan, there is only himself.

In total, the Shen family has the advantage in numbers.

What's more, their goal is to take down Mo Hua and appease the young master of the Shen family.

Master Gu and Fan Jin did not dare to attack the young master of the Shen family, and could only passively protect Mo Hua, a cultivator in the foundation-building realm, and were inherently at a disadvantage.

With more people and less people, the situation is one attack and one defense.

The situation is very unfavorable.

Master Gu and Fan Jin are aware of this, so their faces are very ugly.

At this time, the two golden cores of the Shen family, one took out the Lihuo dagger, and the other turned his hands into dark green iron claws, and were about to rush towards Mo Hua to kill.

Master Gu's face was as gloomy as water.

Once the fight started, the situation would not be under his control.

Moreover, the spiritual power of the golden core was surging, which could easily hurt Mo Hua.

If Mo Hua was slightly bumped, he would not be able to explain to the Gu family and the Taixu Sect, not to mention that Mo Hua was the great benefactor of their weapon refining business.

Master Gu was a little anxious in his heart, so he said: "Wait a minute!"

The two golden cores of the Shen family paused and looked at Master Gu.

Master Gu said in a deep voice: "Don't blame me for not telling you, this young man is a direct descendant of the Taixu Sect, and he has been taught by the ancestor and has entered the ancestor's eyes. Before you attack him, think about it carefully."

Mo Hua has a bigger reputation.

But Master Gu was afraid that if there were too many people, it would attract too much attention and attract the attention of those who were interested, so he only said something relatively low-key.

After all, there is only one leader in the formation, which is too eye-catching.

And although the direct descendants of Taixu Sect have a good status, there can be many.

Among the people present, the son of the Shen family, who is Shen Linshu's "follower", knows the details of Mo Hua.

But the two Jindan of the Shen family don't know.

When the words "direct descendants of Taixu Sect" were said, the two people's eyelids jumped immediately.

They are the side branch of the Shen family, ordinary Jindan, and need to work hard for the direct disciples in order to seek a future in the family.

They may kill people like crazy, but it doesn't mean that they don't know how to kill anyone.

Ordinary casual cultivators are killed like chickens and dogs.

Ordinary family disciples are killed.

The side branches of the noble families and the marginal disciples of the sect can also be killed, but the means should be more obscure and not let others know.

As for the real noble families and the direct descendants of the sect, unless they are really rich and have great opportunities, they will never risk their lives to kill these people.

Taixu Sect is ranked third among the eight major sects in Qianxuezhou.

The direct descendants of Taixu Sect, this weight is already heavy enough.

What's more, this is in public, Master Gu and Fan Diansi are not low in status, and they really don't have the courage to commit crimes in public and kill the direct descendants of the sect.

The two Shen family Jindan frowned and hesitated.

The young master of the Shen family said unhappily: "What are you afraid of? Kill him, and I will bear all the responsibilities."

The two Shen family Jindan gritted their teeth and cursed in their hearts, you can't bear anything.

Killing the direct descendants of the sect, once something happens, Taixu Sect will come to the door.

As a young master, he is naturally protected by the ancestors and the real people, and a small punishment and a big warning will be over.

And these thugs will only have one end, being pushed out to take the blame and bear the anger of Taixu Sect.

How could the two Jindan of the Shen family not know this?

Seeing that the two Jindan were timid and disobeyed orders, they felt that they had lost face. They were extremely angry, and their faces immediately fell, and their words were not polite.

"You are a side branch, eating the food of the main family, and you hesitate to move forward when you encounter something. Believe it or not, I will tell my father and ruin your family's rice bowl?" Young Master Shen said coldly.

The two Jindans felt cold in their hearts when they heard this, and then they became angry.

But they had no choice. Seeing that Young Master Shen's face was getting uglier and uglier, the two knew that he was really angry, and they could not care so much, and could only bite the bullet and take action.

The aura of Jindan's cultivation was surging, and the murderous intent was awe-inspiring.

One person's dagger flashed with cold light and went straight to Mo Hua's throat.

The other person's hands turned into sharp claws and went straight to Mo Hua's heart.

Master Gu and Fan Jin looked serious and did not dare to slack off. One of them wielded a long sword like the wind, and the other swung a sledgehammer. They fought with the two Jindan of the Shen family and tried every means to protect Mo Hua.

The small restaurant was suddenly filled with flying wood and stones, the formation was shaking, and the walls were shattered.

The two Jindan of the Shen family obviously had the upper hand.

Master Gu and Fan Jin were in a dilemma and a little embarrassed.

Young Master Shen sneered and watched coldly, but after watching for a while, his face froze and he couldn't help cursing in his heart.

The battle in front of them looked fierce, but it was all Jindan who were fighting, and Mo Hua had nothing to do with it.

The two Jindan cultivators of the Shen family, one only fought with the weapon refiner surnamed Gu, and the other only fought with the Dian Si surnamed Fan. As for Mo Hua, they didn't even dare to touch him! Even between moves, he would deliberately avoid Mo Hua, fearing to hurt him.

On the surface, it looked like they were fighting fiercely, but they were just slacking off.

"These two rubbish!"

"They are still Jindan, but they are as timid as mice!"

A fierce look appeared on Master Shen's face.

"After all, they are pet dogs. They look fierce, but when they really meet a tough guy, they are cunning and dare not bite people."

Well, since the dog doesn't bite, then the "master" himself has to do it himself.

Master Shen stretched out his right hand, and a flash of spiritual light appeared, revealing a gorgeous and precious long sword that had been cultivated for life and death and had been nurtured for 70% to 80%.

"A formation master in the late stage of foundation building, with inferior spiritual roots and weak blood, what a thing..."

Master Shen held the long sword, his face full of murderous intent, and walked towards Mo Hua.

He was full of a strong aura and a cold sword. It was obvious that he practiced a top-grade technique, and the grade of his sword technique was also top-notch.

"Not good!" Master Gu sensed his killing intent, his face changed, and he immediately changed his offensive and attacked Master Shen.

Fan Jin didn't care about that anymore, and risked offending the Shen family to stop Master Shen.

But their moves were intercepted by two Jindan cultivators from the Shen family.

They didn't dare to attack Mo Hua, and they had already disobeyed the Master. Now it was even more impossible to let Fan Jin and the others ruin the Master's good deeds.

In this moment, Master Shen, holding a sword, had already walked in front of Mo Hua, and pushed the sword moves to the extreme.

The sword light was cold and the sword energy was murderous.

And all these murderous intentions were locked on the weak and thin Mo Hua on the opposite side.

The outcome was obvious.

"Young Master, go!" Master Gu was dragged by the Shen family's Jindan, and he was in time to rescue him, and he was anxious.

"It's too late," Master Shen raised his sword high, and his handsome face showed a wanton and ferocious expression.

"I will destroy you now, you blind thing..."

Mo Hua, who had been standing still from beginning to end, only raised his eyes at this time and glanced at Master Shen indifferently.

Just this one glance.

In an instant, a sharp and miserable cry like a pig being slaughtered resounded throughout the dining hall.

Master Shen's sword fell out of his hand, and he covered his eyes, as if he had seen something extremely terrible. He trembled all over, like a pig burned by an iron, rolling on the ground.

This change came too quickly and suddenly.

All the people who were fighting stopped, and looked in a daze in the direction of the sound, and saw an incredible scene.

Master Shen, who was originally arrogant with a sword in his hand, became like a stray dog ​​in a blink of an eye, panicking and losing his composure, struggling and screaming.

"Young Master!"

The two Jindan of the Shen family were shocked and immediately left their opponents and rushed to Young Master Shen.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

"What happened?"

Mr. Shen was still covering his eyes, trembling all over, "I, my eyes, I saw..."

"A lot of blood, ghosts, and prisons..."

"I……"

"Don't, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

…

He seemed to be going crazy, and was still immersed in some kind of fearful mind.

The two golden elixirs of the Shen family felt cold in their hearts. They looked at Mo Hua in unison and said angrily: "What on earth did you... do to our young master?"

Mo Hua snorted and said disdainfully: "I didn't even move my hands, what can I do to him?"

The Shen family's golden elixir monk was stunned.

They could clearly see the scene just now. It was the young master of their Shen family who made the first move, and the young master of the Taixu Sect did not move at all. At most, he only raised his eyelids.

How is this possible?

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then opened his mouth and speculated:

"Young master, have you practiced any evil skills? Your luck has gone awry, you have suffered backlash, and you have gone crazy?"

"You...you are slanderous!"

The Shen family's golden elixir looked sulky, but this anger was somewhat stern but internalized.

They also know in their hearts that these young masters from aristocratic families are pampered and have too much fun. No one knows whether they are practicing any forbidden skills in order to seek excitement.

Listening to what Mo Hua said, and then looking at the Shen family master who was rolling on the ground, talking nonsense, and looking like a madman, these two Shen family golden elixirs actually felt that what Mo Hua said was very reasonable, and couldn't help but doubt in their hearts:

"Could it be that Young Master Qing has really learned some evil skills, causing his meridians to become disordered and become possessed by evil spirits?"

While everyone was in shock and doubt, suddenly the sound of commotion started.

It seemed that there was too much movement here, which alerted the surrounding monks, and many people gathered around.

Master Gu then approached Mo Hua and said in a low voice: "Master Mo, there are many people with mixed ears. It's best to go back early."

Seeing that Mo Hua was about to leave, the two golden elixirs of the Shen family immediately said: "Stop! You can't leave."

"You have to give an explanation when the young master becomes like this."

"good!"

Mo Hua glanced at them lightly and said indifferently:

"You started to kill me, and you still want me to give you an explanation? Do you really think that I, the Taixu Sect, can't kill you?"

The two Shen family golden elixirs immediately felt their hearts tremble and their backs felt cold.

The ink painting was just a foundation, but at this moment, this indifferent demeanor of mastering life and death made the two golden elixirs feel a faint fear in their hearts.

If it wasn't a bluff, it meant that the seemingly weak young master in front of him really had the background and means to control their lives and deaths.

The two golden elixir monks from the Shen family were immediately at a loss.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd, and then it became quiet again after a while.

The crowd parted to both sides, and a middle-aged monk with a gentle face and an extraordinary bearing walked up, holding a paper fan in his hand.

When the two golden elixirs from the Shen family saw it, their expressions immediately perked up, and they all raised their hands and said, "Elder Xiu, you came at the right time."

The middle-aged monk frowned, "What's going on?"

"There was a little conflict..." A Shen family golden elixir walked up and whispered a few words.

The middle-aged monk nodded haughtily and glanced at Mo Hua.

At first, he glanced at it and he didn't pay much attention to it, but after a while, he was slightly startled and couldn't help but stare at the ink painting a few more times.

As he watched, his pupils gradually widened, his face full of disbelief, and finally his expression even became a little... horrified.

"you……"

The corners of the middle-aged monk's mouth were trembling, but he still tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart and said in a seemingly calm tone:

"Okay... I understand... We will talk about this later... Mr. Qing's safety is very important. We must first find a way to send him back to the Shen family..."

The middle-aged monk ordered, but his eyes wandered and he did not dare to look at Mo Hua during the whole process.

Everyone looked at each other.

And this farce ended hastily like this.

The people of the Shen family protected the young master of the Shen family and left the dining room.

The middle-aged monk, known as "Elder Xiu", had his back to the ink painting. He seemed calm, but he left in a hurry.

Master Gu and Fan Jin looked at each other, both feeling that this matter was a little strange.

"Master Mo..."

"Go back first." Mo Hua looked at the back of the middle-aged monk who disappeared at the end of the corridor and did not dare to look at him. His eyes were slightly focused and he spoke slowly.

"good."

Master Gu and Fan Jin nodded.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.

After all, this is the dining room of the Shen family, and they don't want Mo Hua to stay here anymore, lest any unexpected troubles arise.

The three of them left the dining room and walked in the opposite direction to the Shen family.

The two sides gradually drifted apart, and there were no other changes during the period.

Fan Jin had been sending the ink paintings to Hui's family's weapon-making shop, and then he felt relieved and said goodbye:

"The Daoting Division has something else to do, so I won't bother you. The Shen family is very powerful, so please be careful, Mr. Mo."

Mo Hua nodded and said softly: "Thank you Fan Diansi. I will remember Diansi's kindness."

Fan Jin was overjoyed, but on the surface he remained humble and said:

"It's just a matter of effort, Young Master, I'm serious in my words. From now on, whenever Young Master has something to do, just ask him, and Fan will do his best."

Mo Hua smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Okay."

Fan Jin finally felt a big stone in his heart. He said goodbye with a smile and left briskly.

After Fan Jin left, Master Gu was still a little worried.

"Young Master, how about you leave for Taixumen earlier? I'm afraid..."

Master Gu didn't say it explicitly, but Mo Hua knew it in his heart.

He thought about it and nodded, "Okay, but before that, there is one more thing..."

Mo Hua paused, his eyes meaningful, "I have to go see someone."

...

In front of a grand mansion in the northwest of Gushan City.

The middle-aged cultivator with a folding fan in hand and a gentle face instructed a disciple of the Shen family:

"The alchemist in the clan has seen it. Young Master Qing seems to have been frightened and terrified. It is estimated that there is nothing serious. You should report this matter to Elder Shouxing as soon as possible. After all, he has only one son... I have some affairs in my sect and I have to go back to deal with them. I won't stay for long."

"Yes."

After the middle-aged cultivator gave the order, he sat in the carriage and left the Shen family mansion, and then went south along the street, went straight out of the city gate, and drove out of Gushan.

In the carriage, the middle-aged cultivator closed his eyes to rest, but his brows were slightly frowned, and he was obviously a little upset.

The desolate mountain scenery around him was left behind one by one.

The carriage was getting farther and farther away from Gushan City.

After driving for half an hour, the middle-aged monk suddenly opened his eyes when passing through a deserted forest.

He hesitated for a moment, sighed deeply, and shook his head helplessly.

"Stop."

The carriage stopped, and the middle-aged monk paused for a moment, but still got off the car and told the disciple who was driving the carriage: "Wait for me here."

"Yes." The disciple bowed.

The middle-aged monk went into the deserted forest alone.

The deserted forest was lonely and uninhabited, with a thick layer of yellow fallen leaves, which rustled when stepped on.

The middle-aged monk entered the deserted forest, stepped on the fallen leaves, and walked forward for about a hundred steps. Then he looked up and saw a young monk with picturesque eyebrows and deep eyes sitting on the tree branch in front of him.

The middle-aged cultivator looked at the young man in front of him, bowed and sighed: "It's been a long time since we parted outside the mountain city."

Mo Hua nodded and said: "It's been a long time."

He looked at the cultivator in front of him with deep eyes.

This person was the middle-aged cultivator who was traveling with Master Yun and the skinny old man.

In the past, he had some interactions with himself in Nanyue City and the dilapidated temple outside Lizhou City.

However, Mo Hua never expected that he would be the elder of the Shen family.