The Taixu Sect Master wanted to ask, but seeing Elder Master Xun’s demeanor, he felt that even if he did ask, the elder would surely not disclose anything.
The expression of the Taixu Sect Master grew serious.
Seeing his expression, Elder Master Xun slightly nodded inwardly.
Although coming from a family background, not of the Taixu Gate lineage, since he occupies this position, he considers its politics, truly concerned for the safety of the Taixu Gate.
Elder Master Xun, unprecedentedly, poured him a cup of tea, and with an aged voice, slowly said:
“As the mountain rain is about to come, respond to changes with constancy.”
The Taixu Sect Master drank this cup of tea feeling rather flattered.
But his doubts didn’t decrease but instead increased.
When the mountain rain comes, what kind of “constancy” should be used to cope with these changes…
…
The Sword Discussion Conference concluded.
The disciples were still eager for more, and there were still follow-up events, but these no longer concerned Mo Hua.
He saw what he needed to see, other matters had nothing to do with him. If it truly involved significant interests of the Sect, it wouldn’t be his place to intervene.
Fame and gain are ultimately external things.
The path of Tao Cultivation is long, requiring one to quiet the heart and earnestly seek knowledge.
Mo Hua returned to the Sect, continuing his cultivation as persistently as water droplets wearing down stone.
His next target is the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment.
The rest of his time was spent studying formations.
Mo Hua tried to integrate the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Formation System, taught to him by Elder Master Xun, with the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Formations treasured by the Shangguang Family and Wenren Family, cross-referencing and corroborating each other to broaden his formation experiences.
The improvement of the Five Elements Source Armor also continued iteratively.
Yu Er became more lively.
With Mo Hua looking after her, Yu Er in the Taixu Gate was like a joyful little swallow, free and unbounded, fluttering around everywhere.
This was also the happiest time of his life.
Time flies, and unknowingly, another year passed.
The New Year Festival came and went as usual.
Mo Hua, now in the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment, successfully advanced another level.
And a new batch of disciples entered the Taixu Gate, younger than Mo Hua by a batch, truly his “Junior Brothers” and “Junior Sisters.”
Mo Hua truly became an “Elder Brother” now.