Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 353 Black Sword Spirit Blood!Li Mo's father? (5k chapter)

On the outskirts of the capital, Mount Everlasting Hate.

People grow up hating water and Changdong, only to say that this life is too hasty.

When Shenzong visited this mountain in his later years, he felt that life was like a dream, fleeting, and he still had many regrets.

Since then, Shenzong lived in seclusion in the capital, and never stepped out of that palace again.

"The common people call this place an ominous place, and the Dagan royal family also has a lot of taboos, and they rarely set foot here..."

At the foot of the mountain, Li Mo couldn't help sighing, only Wang Jiu and Tongzi Honglian were with him.

Wang Jiu's practice on the ground is the most sensitive to the change of vitality. As for the red lotus boy, he also has the ability to regenerate. He is of the same family as the [Blood River Demon Embryo], which is also helpful for searching for the latter.

Therefore, Li Mo took them with him.

As for Master Ji, he ran away and did not follow.

When he fled the capital at the beginning, he wanted to hide from his father, the king of Zhennan, for fear of being treated as a victim and marrying the royal family.

Now, when King Zhennan came to the capital, he was even more afraid of avoiding it. If Li Mo hadn't entrusted him, he wouldn't have raised his eyebrows even if he was killed, and he took the initiative to look for the trail of that Lord Ji.

"Master, I heard that 18 years ago, the big fire in the capital started from here?"

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Wang Jiu looked at Everlasting Regret Mountain, which was green and lush, full of vitality, with hidden light in the mountains and rivers, quite peaceful, and it was a treasured place for cultivating the mind and nature.

No wonder, the capital city has a radius of [-] li, and there are [-] famous mountains, big and small, and Changhen Mountain bullies the capital.

It's just that it has an ominous name, but few monks practice here.

After all, even Shenzong once hated this place, whose fate is so hard, can suppress the ominousness here! ?
Even if he practiced here, he would be doomed again and again, and it would be difficult to improve his supernatural powers.

"I heard that this is the case... The fire burned strangely, and the Everlasting Sorrow Mountain almost became a scorched mountain, but within a few years, it was revived again. The nature of the world is really amazing." Li Mo said in a condensed voice. murmur.

"It's really a treasure land." Wang Jiu looked around, with a different kind of splendor in his eyes.

People are good and bad, and the earth has evil spirits.

In any bad land, not a single blade of grass grows, life is cut off, and no nutrients can be locked.

But the spiritual land is different, it is full of vitality, and it can quickly rejuvenate even after suffering catastrophe. This kind of place can nourish birds, insects and beasts. People here will have a clear mind, a healthy body, and even have good luck in reproduction. in the body.

As the old saying goes, an outstanding man is an outstanding man.

"It would be very comfortable if this place was used as a dojo for me..."

The more Wang Jiuyue looked at it, the more greedy he was. He has cultivated the [Longevity Promise Kung Fu], and he is most unwilling to be robbed in his life and lose his life.

Furthermore, what an ominous place, but the name is not well chosen.

Long-term hatred, long-term hatred, it sounds bad luck. If one day, Wang Jiu can practice in this mountain, he has to change its name.

"There is someone in front..."

At this moment, the red lotus boy spoke out to remind.

Li Mo looked up, and there was a large vineyard not far away. Although it was cold winter, the heating in the mountains was in full swing, and the sun was abundant. Under the sun, the grapes were plump and bright, full-bodied, and looked extremely sweet and juicy.

"Sure enough, it's a treasure land. There are still grapes in winter." Wang Jiu couldn't help but sigh.

Li Mo walked over and saw a man picking grapes. He looked like he was in his 50s, with gray temples, but a very strong body. He was dressed in coarse cloth and barefoot. There was a crystal bottle on the small table next to him. , filled with a crimson liquid, the rich aroma of wine mixed with the fruity aroma of grapes came in bursts.

"Very fragrant wine."

Li Mo couldn't help sighing that before Shenzong, wine was still a rare thing, and the most authentic and mellow wines were often found in the western lands.

At that time, the most common drink in Dagan was rum or shochu.

Among them, sweet wine can also be divided into sake and turbid wine.

Turbid wine is turbid, because it is not filtered, and rice dregs mixed with foam can often be seen floating in the wine, like ants and insects, so this kind of wine is also called "green ant". Stove".

This kind of wine has a simple process, and the alcohol content is extremely low. It is comparable to the beer in Li Mo's previous life.

Therefore, many ancient books say that a hero can drink eighteen bowls of wine without falling down, and even more courageous, he can go into the mountains to capture tigers, which is exactly this kind of wine.

As for shochu, it is closer to baijiu, strong and spicy.

During the reign of Shenzong, he improved the wine-making process and introduced wine to Kyoto, which became the new favorite of the wealthy.

Just such a jug of wine may cost 100 taels of silver, which is worth a family of three for two or three years.

Therefore, even now, wine is still the gourmet wine of the upper class nobles.

"Young man, just take a look, don't spoil my wine."

At this moment, the barefoot middle-aged man spoke.

"Uncle, what kind of grapes do you use for this wine?"

"This pot of wine costs 100 taels of silver, and I only earn 95 taels of silver. You ask me what grapes I use?"

The barefoot middle-aged man turned around slowly, took out two clay pots from under the table, and poured the clear liquid inside into the empty crystal bottle.

"Drink the rest of yesterday's cool drink, add some wine dew..."

"Wine dew?" Li Mo was stunned.

The so-called "wine dew", that is, alcohol, is recorded in the [Yuanben Miscellaneous Notes] of the former dynasty. Wine dew also.

Later, Shenzong improved this distillation method, and obtained the "wine dew" that is very similar to alcohol.

"You are not wine at all, the color is wrong..." Red Lotus Boy said coldly.

"That's right..." The middle-aged uncle nodded, and took out a wooden box from under the desk case. When he opened it, it turned out to be a small red powder.

"This is the color powder extracted from grape skins." The middle-aged uncle poured the powder into the crystal bottle, shook it gently, and the wine inside immediately turned bright ruby ​​red.

"No smell of wine..."

The middle-aged uncle sniffed it, and took out a bamboo tube from under the table. After opening it, an unknown liquid poured directly into the crystal bottle.

Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine rushed over.

"This is grape essence...but it's a good thing..." The middle-aged uncle shook the crystal bottle to fully integrate the treasures that condensed the crystallization of wisdom inside.

"How expensive it is to use rotten grapes..."

The middle-aged uncle put the crystal bottle in front of him, smelled it lightly, and showed a look of intoxication.

Li Mo was stunned. The whole process didn't even take half a cup of tea, and a bottle of precious wine worth hundreds of taels was finished.

"This bottle is also expensive, and it costs 300 taels." The middle-aged uncle put down the crystal bottle and looked at Li Mo: "By the way, it is recommended to check your body regularly...Young man, would you like a bottle?"

"You..."

Li Mo's expression became more and more strange.

Even Wang Jiu and Honglian Tongzi couldn't help but look at each other, seeing consternation and surprise in each other's eyes.

As ghosts, they have seen many human beings, but this is the first time they have seen such a strange profiteer, which really opened their eyes.

"Uncle, your wine...then what are your grapes for?" Li Mo couldn't help asking.

"Of course I keep it for myself to eat."

The middle-aged uncle picked a grape casually, put it in his mouth, and bit it down, and the sound of the juice bursting could be heard.

"A profiteer." Red Lotus Boy said in a deep voice.

"This is a conscience business, not to cheat the poor."

The middle-aged uncle said casually: "Those high-ranking officials don't know how much tonic they need every day... I heard that Qingning Gongfu uses century-old ginseng soup to rinse their mouths every morning... The body is so resistant, it is most suitable for drinking such fine wine."

While speaking, the middle-aged uncle looked at Li Mo with a smile.

"Young man, would you like to have some... If you buy [-] catties, you can get a [-]% discount..."

"One hundred thousand catties!?" Li Mo's eyes widened.

He only thought that the uncle in front of him was just a small workshop that produces and sells his own products, but a mouthful is worth [-] catties... How much sin must be done.

"Thanks...thanks, I don't need to..." Li Mo said with a dry smile.

"No wine, there are other goods."

The middle-aged uncle was rubbing a bright and plump grape in his hands, and looked at Li Mo with a smile.

"How about Guiling jelly and lotus root powder?"

"I ride a horse..."

Wang Jiu had the best temper, and he couldn't help but sink his face at this moment. The veins on the forehead of Hong Lian boy were even more exposed, and he wished he could burn the vineyard.

"Uncle, you do all kinds of business." Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with deep meaning.

"I can't help it. The family has a big business and no money. They will all starve to death." The middle-aged uncle spread his hands and said calmly.

"Then don't bother."

Li Mo winked, and beckoned Wang Jiu and Tongzi Honglian to leave.

"Master, this profiteer..."

"This person is not simple." Li Mo shook his head and said in a deep voice.

Although Changhen Mountain is an ominous place, it is also a treasure land. It must be very rare to have a vineyard here.

But Li Mo heard that there are many wealthy royal families in the capital in this place, and even many princes have a lot of land here.

Bao Buqi, this middle-aged uncle who looks like a profiteer, is the servant or manager of a certain nobleman.

"Master, is he the King of Zhennan?" Wang Jiu asked.

"Did you get grape juice in your brain?" Li Mo gave a blank look.

The dignified Zhennan King, the overlord of the border, the princes of one party, since Shenzong, this line has enjoyed the honor of the prosperous age, with heavy troops in hand, and the southeast forever, the plotter is the biggest in the country, how could it be such a plot Xiaoli, a fraudulent businessman! ?

"Master, what does Zhennan King look like?"

"I don't know." Li Mo shook his head: "I only know that his surname is Ji, and he is the eighth..."

"Old people in the capital who know him well call him Ji Ba..."

Li Mo said casually, and disappeared on the long mountain road with Wang Jiu and Honglian boy.

"You deserve your surname Li..."

In front of the vineyard, the middle-aged uncle looked at Li Mo and the others walking away, his face trembled slightly, and he spat suddenly, spilling the wine in his glass all over the floor.

……

Everlasting hatred in the mountains, forgetting each other in the village.

This Zhuangzi is the private property of King Zhennan, and even Ji Shi didn't know that his family had another Zhuangzi in Changhen Mountain.

In previous years, King Zhennan would stay here when he came to Beijing.

"The royal family hates this place the most, and the king of Zhennan has a Zhuangzi here." Li Mo looked strange, but there was an indescribable strangeness in his heart.

"Young master, please go back, the prince will not see any guests today."

After a long time, an old steward came out of the village and returned the token left by Master Ji to Li Mo.

"Old man, this... this is the token of the son..." Li Mo was stunned, he never thought that he would be shut down.

"The prince said, if you don't mention him, you will forget that there is a rebellious son."

"..."

"The lord also said that if that rebellious son is still alive, he should come back quickly. If he is gone, it is too late for him to have another one."

"..."

As soon as the words fell, the old steward turned around and entered Zhuangzi without waiting for Li Mo to respond.

"Is this stepping horse your own?" Li Mo stared at the jade in his hand, showing a strange look.

He walked around the gate of Zhuangzi for a long time, but there was still no movement, so he couldn't help being a little disappointed. Obviously, if Master Ji didn't come, the King of Zhennan didn't plan to show his face.

squeak……

At this moment, there was a sound of opening the door.

Li Mo looked up, and saw a young man coming out of the village. He wore a long robe and a white coat. He didn't look very old, but he had a sense of nobility in his gestures.

Most importantly, this person's appearance was somewhat familiar.

"Junior farewell."

The young man bowed towards the door, full of ambition, just turned around, and bumped into Li Mo.

Suddenly, the man's footsteps stopped abruptly, his eyes lit up, and he looked Li Mo up and down.

"Li Mo!?" The man spoke softly, and unexpectedly announced Li Mo's name in one gulp.

"you know me?"

"Brother Li is an upstart from Hongmen, the guest of Prince Zhennan's son, and he is well-known, so is there any reason why he doesn't know him?" The man chuckled.

"you are?"

"Wang Yulou."

"Wang of the East China Sea!?"

Li Mo's gaze sank slightly, and he finally understood why the young man in front of him looked so familiar.

The Wang family of the East China Sea is a thousand-year-old family that has been famous all over the world.

Not long ago, Wang Mingzhou and Wang Jianshan, who died in Wanjie Mountain, and this Wang Yulou in front of them are biological brothers of triplets, and even the Liushen Taoist who died at the hands of Da Bird was a guest of the Wang family.

These three people were invited by the Seventeenth Prince to go to Beijing to assist them. Who would have thought that two of them would die as soon as they arrived in the capital.

Li Mo did not expect that he would meet the last survivor among the three brothers here.

"It turned out to be Brother Wang."

Li Mo said lightly, he seemed to have forgotten that the two brothers of the Wang family died at his hands.

"Brother Li is the best friend of the eldest son, why did he come to visit and be rejected?"

Wang Yulou smiled lightly.

The Donghai Wang family and Zhennan Wangfu are inextricably linked.

Back then, when Master Ji was young, he was almost beaten to death by the King of Zhennan because he accidentally killed a direct disciple of the other party. In the end, he lived alone and came to the capital.

Apparently, this disciple of the Wang family had just paid a visit to King Zhennan, and seeing Li Mo being shut down at this moment, he was very arrogant.

"Your Majesty is really right." Li Mo said suddenly.

"What's a good statement?" Wang Yulou was stunned.

"He said that Zhennan Wang has always been obsessed with cleanliness. When he saw something disgusting, he would vomit for a while. Naturally, he didn't have time to come see me again."

"What a sharp mouth."

When Wang Zhouyu heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he just sneered, but he didn't attack, which shows his strong psychological quality.

"Brother Li, there are many ghosts and ghosts in the mountains. It's getting dark, so it's better to leave earlier."

While talking, Wang Yulou took a deep look at Li Mo, and immediately walked, passing Li Mo.

"This person has murderous intent." Honglian boy frowned slightly, reminding.

"The Wang family had a grudge with Lao Ji, and his two older brothers died at my hands... If there is no murderous intent, he is a saint."

Li Mo looked at Wang Yulou's back drifting away, his gaze was as calm as water.

He once heard Master Ji say that among the three brothers of the Wang family, Wang Yulou is the youngest, but the most talented.

"Get through tonight first, and talk about it tomorrow."

Li Mo took a deep look at Zhuangzi, who had closed his door tightly. If he kept shutting his door every day, he would have to tie Master Ji here.

Dead friends are not dead and poor, in order to meet Zhennan King, and even more for the whereabouts of [Blood River Demon Fetus], Li Mo can only let their father and son recognize each other.

……

In the evening, the lonely moon hangs high.

In Everlasting Sorrow Mountain, inside an ancient cave.

The bonfire is raging, dispelling the darkness in this corner, and a little warmth fills the cave.

"Can you feel that thing?"

Li Mo looked at Red Lotus Boy. His regenerative ability came from the research of [Blood River Demon Embryo], so he might be able to sense it.

"There's something very uncomfortable hidden in this mountain, but I'm not sure where it is." Red Lotus Boy said in a deep voice.

In fact, ever since he stepped into the Mount of Everlasting Sorrow, he felt a strong uneasiness, even nausea.

"Sure enough, it fell into the hands of King Zhennan." Li Mo's face darkened slightly.

"How about... let's go check it out at night?"

"I can help you find the Blood River demon fetus."

At this moment, a clear and bright voice came from a distance, Li Mo raised his head to look at the entrance of the cave, under the moonlight, a beautiful figure came, and it was Xia Chanming.

"It's you?"

Li Mo's complexion changed slightly, he really didn't expect this woman to appear in front of him so quickly and grandiosely.

call……

At this moment, Honglian boy stood up suddenly, his eyes were burning with anger, showing deep hostility.

"Calm down... I'm here to help you."

Xia Chanming walked into the cave, took a deep look at Li Mo, and sat down defenselessly.

Such a move made Li Mo feel the difference.

"Playing with me to pretend to surrender?" Li Mo asked suspiciously.

"Do you know why the boy from the Wang family of the East China Sea appeared here?" Xia Chanming asked without answering.

"Wang Yulou? Could it be because of the blood river demon fetus?"

"That's right." Xia Chanming nodded, "The Wang family once made a deal with Guixu when that brat was young."

"Donghai Wang made a deal with Guixu?" Li Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Shenzong once said that the enemy is within the people, and this statement is indeed true.

"You are a member of Hongmen, you should know that this world is not black or white, since it exists, there is a soil suitable for its existence..."

Xia Chanming said calmly: "The Wang family rescued a serious criminal from the Zhennan Palace, and exchanged it with Guixu for a drop of blood."

"A drop of blood!?"

"That's right, that's a drop of spiritual blood left by Hei Jian..." Xia Chanming said in a condensed voice.

Hei Jian once sneaked into Guixu as a secret spy of Xuantian Pavilion, and became the master of [Demon City]. A drop of his spiritual blood is precious, and was once transformed by Guixu...

"Reform? Could it be..." Li Mo was thoughtful.

"That's right, it's the [Blood River Demon Embryo] method...the regeneration of flesh and blood, ever-changing..."

While talking, Xia Chanming couldn't help looking at Honglian boy: "This is a failure, but the black sword spirit blood has stronger power..."

"The Wang family integrated that drop of spiritual blood into Wang Yulou's body, which created his terrifying talent."

"The son of the Wang family wants to obtain [Blood River Demon Embryo], so that the spiritual blood in his body can go further?" Li Mo said in a deep voice.

"That's right, the regeneration of flesh and blood is ever-changing, this is the ability that Xuantian Daozhong possessed just now... Wang Yulou has great courage."

Xia Chanming looked straight at Li Mo: "I can help you find the blood river demon fetus...it's in the Everlasting Regret Mountain."

"You help me? Why did you help me?" Li Mo asked vigilantly.

He didn't forget that just two days ago, he had a big fight with this woman, and it was almost life and death.

Furthermore, Li Mo belonged to Xuantian Pavilion, while Xia Chanming was born in the ruins. Strictly speaking, the two are mortal enemies to each other.

Standing on their respective positions, Xia Chanming can be so kind to help him find the blood river demon fetus! ?

"Circumstances are stronger than people... I have no choice..."

Xia Chanming sighed, a look of helplessness appeared on his tired face.

"What do you mean?"

"I was also forced by others, so I had no choice but to rely on you." Xia Chanming's eyes flashed an imperceptible look of fear.

"Coerced by others? Who is it?" Li Mo frowned, wondering.

"He said... he is your father!" Xia Chanming stared at Li Mo with a strange expression.

"What the hell!?" Li Mo was stunned.

(End of this chapter)