"Ancient Wilderness Text... how to learn it?"

Where to learn it?

Who would teach me?

Mo Hua frowned, pondering for a long time, but still drew a blank.

Mr. Tu should know.

If Mr. Tu were still alive, and I were still learning within the Blood Sacrifice Array, working for him, and our relationship was in the "friendly period," maybe I could subtly ask Mr. Tu about the Ancient Wilderness Text.

But the problem is, Mr. Tu has already been killed.

This possibility has been fundamentally erased.

Mo Hua once again pressed the Bone Scroll to his forehead, sensing the contents inside, and still felt confused.

"Text" is something quite abstract, and if you don’t know it, you just don’t know it.

Without a systematic inheritance to study, one can’t understand what kind of mindset the ancient tribal people of the Great Wilderness had when creating and recording such texts.

And the Bone Scroll only contains obscure ancient text records, with no patterns of Formation Diagrams.

It’s unknown where the so-called Ancient Wilderness Formation Map is hidden.

In an unclear situation, Mo Hua dared not act rashly, fearing his Divine Thought was too strong and his actions too rough, which might damage the Bone Scroll.

The situation became somewhat stuck.

"Maybe ask Elder Master Xun?"

Mo Hua pondered in his heart.

But the following few days, Elder Master Xun seemed busy with some major tasks and did not appear.

Mo Hua was "grounded," unable to leave, and could only hold the Bone Scroll and stare blankly.

About five days later, Elder Master Xun came to see Mo Hua, checked Mo Hua’s injuries, saw that Mo Hua’s complexion had improved greatly, eyes were clear, and his Life Chart was not in chaos, nodding slightly.

But Elder Master Xun kept a furrowed brow, looking tired.

Seeing this, Mo Hua’s thoughts flashed, curious to ask, "Master, are you busy with the Blood Sacrifice Array?"

Elder Master Xun froze slightly, not intending to say much, but thinking of how little Mo Hua was, entangled in many major affairs, most closely linked to him.

Some secrets, discussing with him would be no harm.

Elder Master Xun nodded, sighed softly, "The Blood Sacrifice Array is a major disaster. Although the calamity has been mitigated, the losses are still immeasurable, and there are many aftermath tasks to be done..."

"The deceased cultivators need to be buried, bodies need to be burned to prevent plagues or Corpse Transformation."

"The war-dead Taoist Court officials, aristocratic family, and sect cultivators and disciples also need appeasement."

"The lands polluted by Evil Qi and Blood Qi need to be purified."

"Collapsed, deformed, or directly annihilated mountains need reconstruction."

"City pools damaged by formations need repair, many homeless Loose Cultivators need settlement..."

Killing, destruction, such crude activities, sometimes are easy to carry out.

But rebuilding after the destruction, providing a place for the displaced to dwell, allowing everyone to continue surviving, these seemingly "ordinary" chores are far more complex and difficult.

Additionally, it absolutely requires a large expenditure of Spirit Stones.

Seeing Mo Hua frowning, Elder Master Xun comforted, "You don’t need to worry about these. The work you’ve done is enough, your virtue is great enough..."

Of course, the killing is deep enough as well.

Elder Master Xun silently thought and then continued to advise Mo Hua:

"You just need to remember, not to leak what you’ve done, to avoid bringing disaster upon yourself."

"Won’t I be suspected?" Mo Hua asked.

Elder Master Xun said, "In this world, there are countless powerful and hidden masters. As long as you don’t stand out, someone else will shoulder blame for some bizarre occurrences."

Perhaps this disaster of the Blood Sacrifice in the Wild Heavens is secretly manipulated by other unknown mighty beings.

Only, everyone is within the situation and hasn’t seen clearly.

Elder Master Xun had a premonition on this.

Even Mo Hua vaguely sensed it.

"Hmm," Mo Hua nodded, then suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Elder Master Xun, how’s the Sword Discussion Conference?"

"Did our Taixu Gate win?"

Elder Master Xun was about to speak, then suddenly glanced at Mo Hua, responded with a question, "This matter... in your original deduction, how would it develop?"

Mo Hua was taken aback, "Do you want me to say?"

Elder Master Xun nodded, "You speak first."

Seeing Elder Master Xun’s calm gaze, Mo Hua answered, "At that time, when I struck with one sword, generally speaking, several outcomes would occur."

"First, it would directly obliterate Shen Linsu and their Divine Thoughts, taking their lives."

"But this scenario is unlikely, they possess an Eternal Life Rune."

"So this sword most likely only shattered their Eternal Life Rune."

"After shattering the Eternal Life Rune, there are still several outcomes:"

"One is Shen Linsu and the others’ Sea of Consciousness being destroyed, leaving them in a coma until the sword discussion ends."

"Another is revealing their ’true form’..."

Mo Hua paused for a moment, slowly said:

"These paragons like Shen Linsu have some unspeakable dealings privately, they... have boarded the Rouge Boat, their Sea of Consciousness must be polluted, possessing Evil God’s Evil Thoughts, only sealed in the Sea of Consciousness by advanced methods."

"Even if this sword doesn’t ruin them, as long as it breaches their Sea of Consciousness, causing these evil karmas to leak out and discovered by other Feathered Immortals or Heaven Void Ancestors, they definitely would be denounced, unable to continue the sword discussion."

"In the worst-case scenario, even if it doesn’t ruin them and can’t expose their Evil Thoughts, it would at least shatter their special Eternal Life Rune, dealing them great damage."

"As long as the four paragons from the Four Great Sects suffer significant damage, the subsequent heavenly sword discussion is entirely up to me, the victory and defeat also controlled by my Taixu Gate."