The founder of all religions

"Feng...Feng Wannian..."

Lu Chaoyang was like plucking green onions on a dry land, and he was suddenly awakened. Five years later, when he saw this familiar face again, the memories and fears that had been sealed in his heart came back like a countercurrent.

In five years, he thought he was enough to stand proud in front of others and trample this once arrogant man under his feet.

However, when they met again, the anger that Lu Chaoyang had built up in his heart suddenly leaked out for no reason at all.

"Feng Wannian, you...you are really hiding in a place like this..." Jiang Xianxian's eyes narrowed and he gritted his teeth.

"Why are you so nervous? Sit down."

Feng Wannian sat down on his own, filled himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Ruyiju's Jinquan Brewing costs thirty taels of silver per pot...it's just different for a wealthy man..." Feng Wannian narrowed his eyes and said.

Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian glanced at each other, calmed down a little, and sat down.

"I asked you to sit down... but you actually sat down."

At this moment, a cold voice slowly wrinkled in the quiet box. In an instant, the wine glass on the table exploded suddenly, like a silver screen breaking through, like swords and weapons clashing.

A chilling atmosphere filled the air, and the moonlight pouring in through the window seemed cold to the bone.

"you……"

Jiang Xianxian's expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously stood up again and took two steps back.

Lu Chaoyang's movement lasted for half a beat, and the chair beneath him exploded violently. Wood chips flew and pierced directly into the flesh, shaking away all the inner energy running through the strange meridians.

"Pfft..."

Lu Chaoyang's face trembled, a mouthful of scarlet blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his horrified eyes were full of shock and fear.

Over the past five years, this monster has become more and more terrifying.

Just like his father once said, neither human nor monster can survive for thousands of years with one sword.

"Feng Wannian... it's really Feng Wannian... out of the thirteen Xuanmen Sword Monuments, he only created three [Sword Seeds]. He..."

Jiang Xianxian's body trembled involuntarily.

Thirteen Swords Monument, at the entrance of Dongmen Street.

Among those little guys back then, only three of them resonated with the sword monument and became sword species.

Feng Wannian is one of them, and he is also the most terrifying one.

"Don't be nervous. We haven't seen you for a long time. We meet old friends again. I'm joking with you." A warm smile appeared on Feng Wannian's face and he made a gesture of invitation.

"Sit down, sit down, we are all acquaintances, don't be formal."

Feng Wannian looked extremely enthusiastic.

However, Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian had solemn expressions, their eyes were as if they were walking on thin ice, and they had no intention of sitting down.

They knew very well that this man was more terrifying than he was five years ago. He was just a monster in human skin.

"Aren't you even going to sit down? Your kindness has been rejected..."

Feng Wannian put down his wine glass with some disappointment and sighed, only to hear a loud bang.

The two people's right arms seemed to be twisted by an invisible force, and the flesh and skin fell apart like twists. Scarlet blood infected the delicacies on the table.

"Ahhhh..."

Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian let out heart-rending screams one after another. Their arms were lowered like twists and turns, their pale faces were no longer bloody, and their gazes towards Feng Wannian became more and more horrifying.

This madman is indeed the same as before...

That night, he killed more than 300 people of his age...like a demon...

"Am I a pig when I step on a horse? I actually ran to a place like this, trying to find him..."

Lu Chaoyang's heart roared again, and he had to admit that after stepping into the Nine Inch Realm, he was indeed drifting away, and he actually forgot how terrifying this monster once was.

In five years, won’t people grow?

At this moment, if it weren't for the injuries on his body, Lu Chaoyang really wanted to slap himself twice.

"My friend told me that talking with your head raised is not good for the cervical spine..." Feng Wannian said with great sincerity: "You should also pay attention to the spinal strain, which requires regular maintenance."

As soon as they finished speaking, Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian's bodies trembled violently, and they felt coldness on the backs of their necks, and drops of scarlet blood splashed down.

Their eyes trembled, and they subconsciously reached out to touch, only to find a three-inch long wound slowly emerging, which just cut through the skin and muscles.

The two of them lowered their heads and sat down timidly, with only their buttocks occupying half of their seats.

"Look, that's right...we're all old friends, so don't be formal."

Feng Wannian enthusiastically took out two new wine glasses and filled them for Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian respectively.

"Come, come, let's see if the relationship is deep or not, who will be bored... I'll do it first out of respect..."

Feng Wannian seemed to be in a good mood. He raised his glass, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

After finishing his drink, he raised his glass to signal.

"Don't just drink it for me, you guys are here too... looking down on me?" Feng Wannian was unhappy when he saw that Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian didn't make any move.

"Oh oh oh... I was abrupt, it's inconvenient for you, right?"

Feng Wannian looked at the injuries of Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian, slapped himself on the forehead, and cursed himself for being confused.

"It's all my fault...it doesn't matter, it's inconvenient for you, I'll feed you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wine in the wine glass suddenly boiled, and in an instant, it turned into two white streaks, like sword light splashing out, which actually penetrated the lower abdomen of the two people and went directly into their stomachs.

At this moment, the floor in the box was already stained red with blood, and the dripping water even penetrated downstairs.

Lu Chaoyang and Jiang Xianxian were swaying, as if they could no longer hold up.

"That's interesting. I drank it all."

Feng Wannian grinned and then put down the wine glass slowly, with a faint cold look in his slightly condensed eyes.

"You...how can you let us go?" Lu Chaoyang couldn't bear it anymore and asked through gritted teeth.

"Xiao Yangyang, why did you say that? Is this what you should say with your status? When you wanted to murder others, weren't you very tough and awesome?"

Feng Wannian looked surprised, picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of bloody chicken leg, and put it into Lu Chaoyang's bowl.

"My friend said the form complements the form, you eat more." Feng Wannian said with concern.

Pfft...

The next moment, the chicken leg was suddenly minced, and the minced meat and bone dregs penetrated Lu Chaoyang's body like arrows.

Suddenly, his shoulders were like a sieve, even able to transmit light.

Such a bloody scene finally brought Jiang Xianxian to the point of collapse.

As for Lu Chaoyang, he didn't even have the strength to hum.

"Come, tell me, you have a hundred ways to prevent him from leaving Longyuan Mansion."

At this moment, Feng Wannian is the most qualified listener, waiting for his old friend's narration.

"It turns out...it turns out you were doing it for that person..."

Lu Chaoyang weakly raised his eyes and murmured softly.

There was a wave of excitement in his heart, and he couldn't believe it. This monster would actually stand up for someone other than himself. It was simply unbelievable.

boom……

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chaoyang's teeth suddenly shattered, and white powder mixed with scarlet blood scattered in the air.

"Xiao Yangyang, it's not a good habit to guess other people's thoughts. This... By the way, my friend said this is called lack of quality." Feng Wannian said with a smile.

"Wrong...we were wrong..."

At this moment, Jiang Xianxing fell to his knees with a thud. He knew that if this continued, none of them would be able to get out of this Ruyi Tower and Longyuan Mansion alive.

"We will get out immediately. If we have other thoughts, we will be punished by heaven and earth, and we will not have a good death..."

Jiang Xianxian kowtowed as if pounding garlic, his trembling voice full of fear.

He had no doubt that Feng Wannian would do something that would make them even more desperate and frightened.

Feng Wannian used chopsticks to pick up the dishes on the table without commenting.

Jiang Xianxing seemed to realize something, and quickly pulled Lu Chaoyang. The latter turned pale, fell to his knees with a thud, and finally lowered his head to show his attitude.

"Look...just because we met...you...let us go...just want a way out. We will leave Longyuan Mansion tomorrow...no, tonight."

Jiang Xianxing was almost crying, his voice was trembling.

He would never forget the horror of the man in front of him.

"Lu Chaoyang, you have a hundred ways to keep him from getting out of Longyuan Mansion, but to keep you from getting out, just one is enough."

Feng Wannian stood up slowly, and a cold voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the two of them.

This sentence cuts straight into the soul like a sharp blade, leaving scars that will last forever.

"I...we..."

Jiang Xianxian trembled and was about to swear, but when he looked up, the box was empty. Apart from the blood on the floor, there was no trace of anyone anywhere.

"He...he's gone..."

Jiang Xianxing felt a chill all over his body and instantly collapsed to the ground, his face full of shock.

"Chao... Chaoyang... my mother... that... that is... that is really Feng Wannian..."

Jiang Xianxian's teeth chattered, making Lu Chaoyang next to him stare.

"We're crazy... We actually came here, trying to show him off... to show off our prestige... We're crazy... We're all crazy... You're crazy when you step on a horse..."

Jiang Xianxing looked at Lu Chaoyang incoherently.

"Cold...calm down..." Lu Chaoyang shouted in a low voice with his mouth full of indifference.

"Let's go...let's go...all night..."

"Where are you going? Where are you going?" Jiang Xianxing was obviously frightened and couldn't control what he said or did.

"You ride your horse and calm down."

Lu Chaoyang was angry, shook his head, and slapped the other person's face with his own.

Snapped……

There was a crisp sound, and Jiang Xianxing calmed down just now.

"Go back to the capital... We'll leave overnight... By the way... Take Lan Daocheng with you..." Lu Chaoyang said solemnly.

He knew Feng Wannian's character very well. This monster only gave him one night. If they continued to stay in Longyuan Mansion before dawn, they would not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

This monster said that he only needed to use one method to prevent them from leaving Longyuan Mansion. It was the simplest and most direct...

Kill!

"Okay... okay..." Jiang Xianxian nodded like he was pounding garlic.

"Feng Wannian is neither human nor demon..."

Lu Chaoyang's eyes narrowed, and his pale face was filled with deep fear.

Five years later, this monster is still the same as before. The only difference is... he would actually take action for others?

The man named Yu Huang...

By the way, that's not a normal person either.

"Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together and people flock together..."

Lu Chaoyang cursed in his heart: "Damn it...what the hell is this Longyuan Mansion..."

…

Late at night.

Jiangyue Guild Hall.

When Feng Wannian came back, almost all Luofu's disciples were asleep.

Li Mo was sitting in the pavilion, having nothing to do, and it was extremely interesting to spy on the dreams of everyone in the room by entering dreams.

Of course, the most interesting dreams always belong to Shen Yimen. Senior Brother Shen is always creative and changing his tricks every day, which makes Li Mo feast his eyes and think of the respected teachers in his previous life.

"The tongue separates the flesh, and the nose is a bean. I don't have the skills to do it with my hands... You are worthy of Senior Brother Shen."

Li Mo sighed, and his powerful spiritual sense returned to his body.

At almost the same moment, Feng Wannian walked in and bumped into Li Mo who opened his eyes.

"As expected of the Bathing Emperor... He is so good and yet he works so hard, and he is still practicing in the middle of the night..." Feng Wannian grinned and said: "Those who kill people are all bastards."

"Tsk, tsk...Old Feng, you bastard, secretly go out for a late-night snack by yourself?"

Li Mo stood up, leaned close to Feng Wannian with a grin, and sniffed again.

"Why does it still smell like blood?"

"The live sheep that are being slaughtered... are the most delicious. I will give you a taste some other time." Feng Wannian whispered: "I have a way to get a kind of wine that can be eaten with the live sheep that is being slaughtered. It can help strengthen your body." …”

"Joke, do I need it?" Li Mo sneered.

It would be great if he just wanted to "get stronger" and practice [Dragon Transformation Technique] directly. Which part of his body couldn't be strengthened?

"If you are struck by lightning in the future and turn into ashes, you will have to keep this mouth." Feng Wanqing said with a smile.

"It's too late...sleep."

As he spoke, Feng Wannian passed by Li Mo and walked towards his residence.

"Is it really a live sheep that has been killed?"

At this moment, Li Mo suddenly spoke, and his quiet voice echoed in the cold courtyard.

"What?"

"I mean, is there any calf? I like to eat beef." Li Mo said calmly.

"You will have everything you want." Feng Wannian murmured and walked back to his residence.

"As expected of Lao Feng, with you here... everything will be possible."

Li Mo smiled knowingly and continued to spy on other people's dreams.

…

Twenty miles outside Longyuan Mansion.

On the long official road, a carriage came speeding up and stopped slowly in front of the ancient and luxurious carriage.

"Sir...sir...we..."

Lu Chaoyang walked out tremblingly and knelt down in front of the carriage with a thud.

"Feng Wannian...you really did not disappoint me. You have been so diligent over the years."

At this moment, an indifferent voice slowly came from the ancient frame.

"He is no longer as aggressive as before." Lu Chaoyang said suddenly.

If it were Feng Wannian from before, they would never be able to get out of Longyuan Mansion.

"Do you think he cares about the lives of both of you?"

The indifferent voice sounded again, with a hint of ridicule.

"Is not it?"

"You are worse than ants in front of him... He kept you here to make me retreat..."

Inside the carriage, cold eyes fell on Lu Chaoyang's injuries.

"Could it be that...he has already sensed Sir?"

Lu Chaoyang's expression suddenly changed, a little in disbelief.

"Among the thirteen Xuanmen Sword Monuments, who can understand the spirit through enlightenment... He has mastered three of our sword types back then, how could he not feel my presence?"

The cold words resounded in the dark night, and Xu Jiansheng said with a deep expectation and excitement.

"Let's go..."

"Feng Wannian, I will wait for you in the capital."

Two chapters in one! ! !