The founder of all religions

After a night of tossing, Luofu Mountain canceled the warning.

If nothing unexpected happened, the lost [Tu Pixiu] should have escaped from the gate of Luofu Mountain.

Luofu Mountain covers an area of ​​800 miles, with deep ravines and many areas that are desolate. It is impossible to cover everything, and it is inevitable that the rat will take advantage of the loopholes.

To this end, Luofu Ninth Academy specially summoned disciples and held a general meeting, requiring all demon hunters to strengthen their professional capabilities, improve safety awareness, vigorously promote the spirit of mountain guarding and ascetic cultivation, contribute their own strength to ensure the safety of the mountain gate, and contribute to the cause of conquering demons and catching demons. .

At the meeting, Xiao Chaoyuan, deputy director of Shanguiyuan, delivered an important speech.

"It's so deserted today."

In the secluded prison, Li Mo was bored, and the light under his drooped eyelids was like glass.

After the eighth level of inner breath was completed, his whole body's energy and spirit were different. He stretched and returned to his normal appearance.

"Ten percent of the high-level meetings are nonsense." Feng Wannian grinned.

"Xiaofu is unlucky this time. I don't know what kind of punishment he will receive." Li Mo thought of Hong Xiaofu.

As a two-star demon hunter, he didn't even know that the demon he suppressed had escaped, and ended up killing Senior Sister Lin.

Such a crime is at least dereliction of duty, and I'm afraid he will inevitably be punished.

"Unlucky? You didn't know he got lucky." Feng Wannian glanced at him and said.

"Huh!?" Li Mo's heart skipped a beat.

"What great luck."

"He wandered around Xishan for a long time, but couldn't find Tu Pixiu. He actually found a sword move left by the [Black Sword]." Feng Wannian said with great envy.

"The sword move left by the black sword!?" Li Mo couldn't help but be moved.

In the history of Luofu Mountain, there were only seven people who passed the Xuantian Pavilion examination and entered the Daqian State Religion.

Among them, Black Sword [Ye Shizhu] was the last disciple of Luofu Mountain to enter the Xuantian Pavilion.

He was a figure from three hundred years ago, but he is known as the most amazing disciple in the history of Luofu Mountain.

After him, the disciples of Luofu Mountain declined, and there was never another dazzling master like that.

"Oh my god, if it's really the sword move left by Black Sword, then you're really out of luck." Li Mo couldn't help but be speechless.

After Shenzong destroyed the law, martial arts were scarce in the world. Just this sword move was enough for the sect to attach great importance to it.

"You guessed it right. I heard that the head of the Ninth Academy gathered together and studied all night." Feng Wannian sighed.

Today's meeting is not only to raise the safety awareness of all monster hunters, but also to be a commendation meeting for Hong Xiaofu.

Recovering the [Black Sword] sword move for the sect is a great merit.

"This horse riding..."

Li Mo curled his lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.

From this point of view, it seemed that Shen Yimen was the only one who was injured in the end.

"As expected of Hong Xiaofu." Li Mo sighed.

As he spoke, he stood up, walked out of the prison, and looked outside the mountain gate.

"Today is already the fifteenth day. It stands to reason that Tianjiao should come to honor me." Li Mo murmured softly.

Among the monsters he released, the monkeys in the back mountain were the most cruel and ferocious, while the ants were the most obedient. They would come to visit Li Mo on the fifteenth day of every month and offer treasures or monsters.

"I'll go and greet you." Li Mo couldn't wait.

The treasures Tianjiao brought had never let him down.

…

Deep in the mountains and swamps, on the winding plank road, there was a sound of trampling of horse hooves.

"Senior brother, there doesn't seem to be any major sects in Longyuan Mansion."

On the horseback, Luo Shuixian couldn't help but curled her little mouth and looked to the side.

She has a delicate figure and bright appearance, but she is a beautiful scenery in this deserted and remote mountain.

As a Xuantian Pavilion disciple who has lived in the capital for a long time, coming to a place like this suddenly is really a bit uncomfortable.

"There seems to be a sect nearby..." Long Jianfei pondered for a moment, as if he thought of something.

"By the way, Luofu Mountain is nearby."

"Luofu Mountain!?" Luo Narcissus looked confused and didn't seem to have much impression.

"Luofu Mountain is not very famous today, but three hundred years ago, this sect produced an extraordinary disciple." Long Jianfei said in a deep voice.

"Amazing?" Luo Shuixian chuckled.

In front of Xuantian Pavilion, no one in this world can bear these three words.

"Defei Jian!" Long Jianfei opened his lips slightly and uttered two words.

"Defeating the sword? This means... you haven't defeated anyone else?" Luo Shuixian said with a smile.

"The sword that defeats all the world!" Long Jianfei's eyes narrowed.

"Huh!?" Luo Narcissus looked gloomy, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"How arrogant."

"Although he is arrogant, he has capital. Perhaps it is because he violated many people's taboos that this name has not been passed down..."

At this point, Long Jianfei paused for a moment before saying, "Maybe you've heard of his other name."

"Black Sword!"

"Is it him!?" Luo Narcissus's face turned pale, and a hint of deep surprise flashed in her eyes.

Almost all Xuantian Pavilion disciples have heard of the reputation of the [Black Sword].

Three hundred years ago, that young man walked into the capital and the Xuantian Pavilion alone, carrying a long sword on his back.

At that time, no one could have thought that this ordinary Hanyi from a deserted village could become famous all over the world and achieve such a vicious reputation in the future.

The Black Sword Shenfeng is still inserted in the Xuantian Pavilion [Shentong Hall], and no one dares to rob it.

"That kind of existence actually came out of such a poor ravine?"

Luo Shuixian couldn't help but swallowed, finally knowing where he had reached.

"Senior brother, you are telling me that for this in-house selection, will any disciples from Luofu Mountain be shortlisted?" Luo Shuixian couldn't help but ask.

"Probably not." Long Jianfei said casually.

"It took a sect's luck to create a monster like Black Sword... From then on, Luofu Mountain withered and never produced any decent disciples." Long Jianfei said lightly.

This time he came out with the elders in the museum to assist in the selection ceremony. He happened to pass by when walking from here.

In the early preparations, Luofu Mountain was not the mountain gate that Xuantian Pavilion focused on for assessment.

Call...

At this moment, the good horse neighed and trampled with its hooves. Long Jianfei suddenly reined in the reins and looked up to see a huge rock lying across the plank road, blocking their way.

This big stone seemed to have rolled down from the mountain, and was as high as a five or six-story building.

"Brother! Let me do it..."

Luo Shuixian was eager to try, and his right hand couldn't help but fall on the long knife on the horse's back.

The huge stone in front of you weighs at least fifty to sixty thousand kilograms. Even if you are a monk and have refined your inner breath, you cannot easily shake it with your bare hands.

"Um!?"

Suddenly, Long Jianfei raised his eyebrows and his eyes narrowed.

Only then did he realize that there was a child sitting cross-legged in front of the boulder. He was probably only five or six years old. He was wearing a red bellyband and had two pigtails on his head, swinging like whiskers.

At this moment, the little guy angrily took out a handful of sugar pills from his pocket, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed hard.

Then, he stood up, stretched out his hands, and hugged the bottom of the boulder firmly.

"Hahaha... kid, get out of the way, you can't move this giant." Luo Shuixian couldn't help but laugh.

In the mountains and wilderness, even children are not very bright!

Rumble…

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound in the mountain, and the boulder weighing 50,000 to 60,000 kilograms was lifted up in the hands of the child.