The founder of all religions

The three-year Xuantian Pavilion final exam has not yet begun, and the descendants of the Tianxia Mountain Sect have not even gathered together. Wangxuan City has undergone sudden changes overnight.

The atmosphere of the Climbing Tower was broken, and the dark clouds and celestial phenomena pressed across the city... One after another, each one gave this final exam a different color.

Many people vaguely feel that this year's Xuantian Pavilion assessment and selection seems a bit unusual.

"Senior sister, I heard that experts from the capital have come to question what happened yesterday."

In the Dengtian Tower, a pretty girl sat face to face with Yue Xiaoxiang and talked about the new news today.

"There's nothing strange about this. Wangxuan City is a sub-city of Kyoto, not to mention the final exam is about to take place. With so many changes happening one after another, it would be strange if no master comes here."

Yue Xiaoxiang whispered softly, but there was a hint of doubt between her eyebrows.

"Senior sister, don't you find it strange? There are experts in charge of Wangxuan City... There was such a big movement yesterday, but no one showed up?" Wang Qiaoxi couldn't help but ask.

Wangxuan City is not as good as Longyuan Mansion. It is an important place in the capital. Even the ninth-level masters are not valuable here, and there are many masters of the spiritual breath realm hidden there.

In the situation yesterday, the master of the spiritual breath realm didn't even show his face, which was really weird.

"There is indeed something strange." Yue Xiaoxiang whispered softly: "Early in the morning, Elder Xing was summoned by Xuantian Pavilion. Maybe there are some things that we juniors can't know."

Yue Xiaoxiang saw it very accurately. In her eyes, the atmosphere of climbing to the sky was broken, and the black cloud phenomenon appeared... There may be some connection between the two.

This connection should be related to the Five Mountain Gates and the Xuantian Pavilion.

With such a secret, naturally it is not something that juniors like them can interfere with.

"Perhaps Ye Bufan knows something. Didn't his spiritual sense leave his body and enter the black cloud?" Wang Xiqiao couldn't help but said.

In Yaoshen Mountain, her favorite thing is not to practice mystical skills or to concoct elixirs, but to collect anecdotes. Whenever she smells something, she is like a dog seeing a bone, and she wants to pounce on it.

"Ye Bufan..."

Yue Xiaoxiang remained silent. Since last night, Ye Bufan had been in seclusion and locked himself in a stone room. He has never appeared until now.

She could see that the proud son of [Black Ming Mountain] seemed to be greatly stimulated, and even his spiritual sense after returning to the physical body was restless.

You know, Ye Bufan was born with a different species, and he had been soaked in the black spirit liquid of the Black Sky from his urine since he was a child.

It is said that this kind of treasure comes from a lineage of ghosts and gods called [Black Sky]. It can not only cut off the hair and cleanse the marrow, and reborn, but after cultivating to gain spiritual awareness, it will be blessed by Black Sky, making it difficult for all evils to invade.

Ye Bufan, who was so blessed, felt as if he had seen a ghost, and his spiritual sense could not enter his body for a long time.

This puzzled Yue Xiaoxiang.

"He said there is... dirty stuff in the sky!?" Wang Qiaoxi shrank her neck, a look of horror appearing on her pretty face.

"He couldn't have seen a ghost."

"Huh!?" Yue Xiaoxiang was stunned for a moment, then looked at his somewhat nervous junior sister with a strange expression, raised his hand and gave her a blow to the brain.

"Have you forgotten who you are?"

"I'm confused... I'm a monster hunter. What's there to be afraid of ghosts?" Wang Qiaoxi rubbed her head and quickly calmed down.

"Is it possible that he saw something scarier than a ghost... something dirty?"

Speaking of this, Wang Qiaoxi felt like a cat's claw scratching her heart. She felt unspeakably uncomfortable and wished she could rush into Ye Bufan's room and force him to explain.

"Maybe it's just that he has a bad character..." Yue Xiaoxiang shook her head.

"Master has long said that Ye Bufan has extraordinary talents, but his character is almost demonic, and he is as crazy as crazy... It is reasonable for him to face the disaster, and his soul is devastated."

Yue Xiaoxiang analyzed calmly.

Her greatest advantage is that no matter what the environment or situation she faces, she can remain rock-solid and unwavering.

Even for this final exam, she had already secretly collected information about the other four disciples and analyzed them... Their strengths, advantages, disadvantages, character weaknesses, etc. had long been hidden deep in her heart.

It is precisely because of this terrifying calmness and extraordinary analytical ability that Yue Xiaoxiang excels in [Yao Shen Mountain], like an iceberg goddess, independent and at the top.

"It's better to be crazy. This way, senior sister will lose a competitor." Wang Qiaoxi sneered.

"This is not the mentality of a master."

Yue Xiaoxiang stood up slowly, with a detached and aloof expression, exuding absolute confidence.

"Whether he is crazy or not, he will be defeated by me..."

"Of course, crazy is best."

As he spoke, Yue Xiaoxiang took a surprised look and stepped out of the house.

"Sister, where are you going?"

"There is a party at Jianjun Mansion today!"

The breeze blew and the door swayed, but Yue Xiaoxiang was no longer visible.

…

On the street, Li Mo wandered aimlessly.

Yesterday was almost the most uneventful day in Wangxuan City in the past thirty years...

With the conscience of heaven and earth, Li Mo sincerely felt that those two major events had nothing to do with him.

The collapse of the Sky Tower obviously had nothing to do with him. After all, he was just standing outside to watch the excitement.

As for the black cloud vision last night, there is no way to talk about it. He has been practicing in his room.

Until now, Li Mo feels that he just played the role of a victim, but God was kind and allowed him to survive.

"Have I passed the Nine Lives Mysterious Tribulation?"

Li Mo murmured, judging from his control over his body, he had indeed condensed the ninth inch of spiritual roots, and his strength, inner energy and spiritual sense had doubled.

However, the gray brilliance of the ninth-inch spiritual root was shrouded by the weak five-color airflow, like a seal.

According to Li Mo's observation, this five-color air flow is constantly being consumed and will be exhausted at some point.

At that time, it is impossible to say whether the Nine Lives Mysterious Tribulation will appear again.

"This is no ordinary disaster."

Li Mo lowered his head, but his heart was filled with sorrow. When it came to disaster, he would rather be struck by lightning, burned by fire...or even stabbed twice.

However, the calamity last night seemed a bit strange, and something seemed to be rushing out from the black clouds.

Such a calamity has not been recorded in the ancient books of Luofu Mountain.

At this moment, Li Mo discovered that the Nine Lives Method was more mysterious than he imagined.

"You still need to study the life-cutting sword carefully."

Li Mo believed that since Black Sword left behind this magic sword, it must contain the secret of breaking the [Nine Lives Mysterious Tribulation], but it has not been revealed yet.

"Seeing me as a calamity?" Li Mo murmured, pondering over and over the only small line of writing on this magical sword.

"Brother Li, what a coincidence."

At this moment, a familiar voice came to him. Li Mo looked up and saw that it was the handsome young man he had met for the first time when he entered the city yesterday.

"Master Ji!"

"Tsk tsk, Brother Li and I are really destined."

Master Ji held the gift box in his hand, walked over familiarly, and said hello.

"It is indeed destined."

Li Mo nodded and prepared to leave. He had no intention of thinking about interpersonal relationships like fast food.

"Brother Li, I see you are worried. What's wrong? Are you trapped by love?"

Master Ji followed Li Mo's footsteps and actually caught up with him.

"Forehead……"

Li Mo was at a loss for words. He really couldn't handle such behavior without any sense of boundaries.

"Brother Li, listen to my advice. Sincerity may not bring you sincerity, but speed will definitely bring sound..." Master Ji said earnestly.

"What do you mean?" Li Mo was stunned.

"What I mean is that as a man, you should not be immersed in emotional gains and losses. You should focus on physical feelings, so that you can always be happy."

Li Mo was stunned when he heard the words, and subconsciously stopped and looked back. At this moment, he seemed to have seen Senior Brother Shen.

"Brother Ji, that's a great argument...but you misunderstood. I don't have any emotional worries." Li Mo smiled awkwardly and moved on.

"I'm afraid I was disturbed by the vision last night."

At this moment, Master Ji's words came from behind, causing Li Mo's steps to stop slightly.

"Li Mo, don't mind. Even the experts in the patrol camp were frightened last night."

Master Ji followed him again and offered words of comfort.

"I heard that the three commanders of the patrol camp didn't even dare to show their faces..."

"Aren't they masters of the spiritual breath realm?" Li Mo became interested.

The patrol battalion is responsible for the defense of Wangxuan City. The three commanders are all masters of the [Spiritual Breath Realm], and they dare not show up with such cultivation.

Li Mo vaguely remembered that last night, when he was taking the robbery, there seemed to be a guy from the Inner Breath Realm rushing over, but he couldn't remember what the other person was.

"What about masters in the spiritual breath realm? They know how powerful this black cloud phenomenon is, so naturally they won't put themselves in danger." Master Ji whispered.

"Do they know?" Li Mo was stunned.

"Brother Li doesn't know something... This is not the first time such a vision has occurred." Master Ji hugged the gift box in his hand and whispered softly.

"It happened once three hundred years ago... There was much more movement than last night, and many people died..."

The accident had a great impact. Although there were rumors circulating, the truth was sealed into files by the Xuantian Pavilion and regarded as top secret.

"I heard that a young father-in-law also died."

"Isn't that the queen of the country?" Li Mo was slightly moved.

As far as he knew, there were only eight princes in the Daqian Dynasty, who were the pillars of the country and the top pillars of the dynasty.

It is unimaginable that a young prince with a noble status could drown someone like Chen Wangdu by spitting and smearing him.

"It's really a big event."

Li Mo whispered softly, knowing that the disaster three hundred years ago must have been caused by the black sword, and he must have survived it.

In comparison, the disaster caused by Li Mo last night did not kill any extraordinary people. It was simply a good deed.

"No wonder no master dared to show his face yesterday."

Li Mo murmured softly, thinking again of the spiritual sensation that came out of nowhere last night.

Only this kind of unlucky person who doesn't know the heights of the sky dares to go towards the black cloud. If Li Mo hadn't endured most of the fierce power, that thing would have been suppressed long ago.

"Brother Li, if you have nothing to do, come with me to have a grand gathering in Wangxuan City today." Master Ji held the gift box and extended the invitation.

"Festival!?"

"Yes, many female disciples from the top mountain sects will be present... Hehe, this is a great opportunity to feast your eyes on it. It is said that the female Bodhisattva from Yaoshen Mountain will also come." Master Ji grinned.

"Yao Shen Shan..." Li Mo was moved.

That is one of the five major mountain gates in the world. It seems that he has some fate with Yaoshen Mountain.

"Brother Ji's status is extraordinary. How could he meet him at the right time?" Li Mo couldn't help but look at the handsome young man in front of him.

At such a grand event, most people wouldn't even have a place to inquire about it, just like him.

But this Master Ji was actually able to take people there, and his identity was evident.

"Brother Li misunderstood. I happen to have an ordinary friend who is the host of this grand event. I just borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha."

While speaking, Master Ji patted the gift box in his hand and showed a playful smile.

"I spent a lot of money just to have a chance."

"What's this?"

When Li Mo saw that the gift box was bordered with gold and inlaid with jade beads, he knew that it must contain something valuable.

"Bali Shijia's latest style of silk stockings." Master Ji whispered: "I have relied on a lot of connections for this treasure."

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a strange color.

Bali Shijia is a royal business that specializes in selling women's intimate products. Because of its precious materials and trendy designs, it is very popular among the nobles.

Especially these silk stockings, which are said to be woven from Celestial Silkworm silk. They are light, hazy, and beautiful. They are layered in thirty layers so that light can pass through everything. When worn on the legs, they are close to the skin and bring a sense of warmth. It is as soft as breathing and makes people think of continuous sentences. It is extremely popular among aristocratic women.

Eight Li Shijia, silk stockings, fully embroidered and patterned, hardening over time.

Because of this, the value of these treasures is extremely high, especially the latest styles, which cannot be bought with money. It is unknown how many connections and connections are involved in them.

"Brother Ji is really amazing, he can even get such a treasure." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

He was thinking about getting one for Yan Zixia later.

"After all, it's a royal business, but it cost me a lot of effort..." Master Ji said calmly.

"Brother Ji really spent a lot of money."

"It's nothing. I'm allowed to enjoy it, so it's money for myself." Master Ji grinned.

"Um!?"

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, then showed a strange expression, and subconsciously looked at the gift box in Master Ji's arms, as if there were images flickering in his eyes.

"Brother Li..."

"What?"

"Do you want to come together?" Master Ji asked.

"Can I join too?" Li Mo's eyes lit up.

"Huh!?" Master Ji looked at his expression and couldn't help but said, "I'm talking about a grand event."

"Oh oh oh, I said... it's also a grand event." Li Mo smiled awkwardly.

"By the way, where can we organize this grand event?"

In Wangxuan City, being able to gather the disciples and descendants of all the top sects in one place is not something that everyone can have.

"Jianjun Mansion."

Master Ji whispered, pulling Li Mo forward and saying, "That is the top sword-making family in the world..."

"Three hundred years ago, the Sword Lord's Mansion even forged a magical sword for the Black Sword."

This simple sentence made Li Mo's whole body light up, and the light in his eyes was even brighter than when he saw Ba Li Shi Jia's baby just now! !

Thanks to the meat-eating rabbit for the tip! ! !