The founder of all religions

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the sound is like the tide.

The words "Luofu Li Mo" attracted everyone's attention.

"Luofu Mountain!? Where did this mountain gate come from? Why haven't you heard of it?"

"Isn't today the [Yuanchi Meeting]? How can there be Luofu Mountain among the top 100 mountain gates in the world?"

"Wait a minute, I seem to have heard this name somewhere...but it's definitely not among the top 100."

In an instant, Li Mo became the focus of everyone, and suspicious eyes fell on him one after another.

"Boy, where are you from? Do you have an invitation from the [Yuanchi Club]?"

A sharp shout revealed everyone's suspicion.

The Yuanchi Meeting is held at Past Events Mountain and has a three-hundred-year tradition. Compared to gatherings like Wangtian Tower, there is a threshold here.

Only the top 100 mountain gates will be invited and qualified to stand here.

"I'm following..."

Li Mo was stunned. He didn't expect that others could protect themselves and their families, so why did they end up in his place like a gangster? He immediately looked at Ji next to him...

"Where's Master Ji!?"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows and his expression became strange.

This horse was exactly the same as last time, but at the critical moment, it disappeared again.

"Boy, don't you even look at what this place is? How dare you sneak in?"

At this moment, a big man walked out of the Mountain of Past Events, his muscles all over his body were pulsating like a horned dragon, showing a fierce look.

The Yuanchi Society has a good reputation. In the past, there were "inferior students" who were not among the top 100 sects, but sneaked in, hoping to learn more.

Such uninvited and unwelcome guests will naturally be swept away.

"Xin Nu, don't be rude."

At this moment, on the high platform, a burst of shouts suddenly sounded.

"Little Master..."

The burly man known as Xin Nu turned back to look at Chan Zhiqiu on the high platform, showing a puzzled expression.

"Brother Li Dao, please come up to the stage and take a seat."

Suddenly, Chan Zhiqiu's words silenced the entire courtyard, and even Fa Ming of [Kurong Mountain] and Xu Feng of [Lingdao Mountain] on the high platform suddenly changed their expressions.

"Little Master, he...how is he qualified..."

Xin Nu's eyes widened and he looked at Chan Zhiqiu in disbelief, and his horrified gaze couldn't help but fall on Li Mo.

This unknown boy has no reputation even in the mountain gate where he lives... He is so virtuous and capable that he can sit on the stage and sit side by side with figures like Fa Xiang and Xu Jinhuan.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the whole courtyard was completely boiling, just like a giant piece falling into the stagnant water, the ripples spread and the waves rose wildly.

"Luofu Mountain...he is an old friend, so he should enter this seat."

Chan Zhiqiu whispered softly and looked at Li Mo with a complicated expression.

Even though she was a descendant of the Mountain of Past Events, she never thought that three hundred years later, a new member of that lineage would come out, set foot in the capital, and visit Wangxuan City again.

No matter how strong Li Mo is, he is enough to sit on the stage, not because of how great his strength is, but because of the man who opened the "Yuanchi Club" three hundred years ago and formed a fate with the ancestors of the Mountain of the Past.

"When did the Mountain of the Past break such a rule? When you take a seat on the stage, it only depends on your strength..."

At this moment, a burst of loud shouts sounded like thunder, echoing in the courtyard.

Immediately, everyone retreated, and a fierce figure rushed out, with purple eyes and black hair, and a powerful aura that was like a strong wind, making people feel suffocated.

"Climb the high platform through the back door. Wen Tai, the Thunder Runner, was the first to refuse."

The deafening sound hit the courtyard wall, causing stone chips to fall to the ground.

"Thunder Mountain, Thunder Runner...he is here too."

Someone exclaimed, recognizing this person instantly.

Thunder Mountain ranks among the top fifty mountains in the world. Although it is not as good as [Kurong Mountain] and [Lingdao Mountain], it is still famous.

The most important thing is that Lei Ming Mountain has passed down the thunder method, and Wen Tai, the thunder hand, specializes in this method.

Rumble…

As soon as Thunder Runner Wen Taifang appeared, the terrifying inner aura erupted instantly, and the violent aura vibrated like thunder, filling his whole body and forcing all the masters within ten feet back.

"No..." Chan Zhiqiu's expression changed slightly and she cried out, but it was already too late.

Wen Tai's five fingers were intertwined, and there seemed to be a faint arc flashing in the palm of his hand. He breathed in and out, and a terrifying force pressed against Li Mo.

"Lei Ji Hua Gongshou!?"

Some people exclaimed, their trembling faces showing deep fear.

The Lei Ji Transformation Skill is a unique skill of Thunder Mountain. Once mastered, the inner breath will be fierce and blazing, and the movements will be like thunder. Once the power enters the body, it can destroy the eight extraordinary meridians and dissolve all the opponent's skills. It is an extremely cruel technique.

This is where the name Thunder Runner Wen Tai comes from.

He is originally a master of the six-inch realm. With this [Thunder Extreme Transformation Skill], he is still capable of fighting even against the seven-inch realm.

"Dead!"

Everyone's hearts trembled as they seemed to have seen the ending.

Of all the methods in the world, thunder is the king, and the Lei Ji Hua Gong Shou is the most overbearing and supreme killing move, not to mention the ruthlessness and brutality of Ben Lei Shou Wen Tai. Every move will cause death and injury.

Rumble…

The big hand flew wildly and struck across the board, and in full view of everyone, it went straight to Li Mo's heart.

"After practicing Lei Fa like this, you still dare to show off?"

At this moment, a soft sigh sounded.

Li Mo took a step forward, neither dodging nor dodging. He raised his right hand slightly, and his five fingers were intertwined, and his fleshy palm pushed forward.

However, during this understatement of pushing, an ear-splitting rumbling sound rippled between Li Mo's five fingers, and dazzling electric lights suddenly shot up at a galloping speed.

"This is……"

On the high platform, Fa Ming stood up, and Xu Feng returned the long sword behind him even more quietly.

"Five thunder strikes!"

Suddenly, a terrifying aura rose into the sky from the quiet courtyard. Li Mo's five fingers were like hanging upside down from the blue sky, breaking through the thunder. The destructive force instantly tore apart the inner breath of Wen Tai, the thunder hand.

Bang bang bang...

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud explosion, and the sound of broken muscles and bones could be heard endlessly, like a big drum vibrating, impacting everyone's heartstrings.

Thunder Runner Wen Tai screamed, and his whole body was thrown away by an extremely terrifying strange force, and he crashed straight into the courtyard wall.

The wall shattered and smoke rose into the sky, accompanied by the smell of burnt meat.

As for the expert from Thunder Mountain, there has been no movement for a long time. It is difficult to know whether he is alive or dead. Only his almost human-shaped right hand looks like tiger skin and chicken claws, which is shocking.

"This...this...how could..."

"Failed... Thunder Runner Wen Tai was defeated by an unknown brat?"

"Oh my god... what was that move just now? A master of six inches in a second?"

After a short period of dead silence, waves of exclamations continued to ring out in the courtyard, and everyone looked at Li Mo and felt that something was wrong.

This world is like this. If you have strength, others will look at you with a higher gaze.

At this moment, the contempt in the eyes of the disciples from the famous sect no longer existed, but more shock and confusion.

"The physical body is activated, and the thunder method penetrates into the marrow... It's really a good method..."

At this moment, a long sound suddenly sounded on the high platform.

Kurongshan Faming clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. He walked closer and looked at Li Mo with a condensed gaze, showing a trace of solemnity.

"I didn't expect that three hundred years later, another master from this lineage would return to Wangxuan City."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar, and everyone's eyes showed more doubts.

However, the time point of three hundred years is like a hook, triggering the memories of many people.

In Wangxuan City, the first thing that people think of is the legend of that man.

"There is a mountain named Luofu in the world, and once the shocking black sword comes out..."

"Luofu Mountain, that is the sect where Black Sword once belonged. It has been silent for three hundred years...this lineage..."

"Oh my God... I also remembered, Luofu Mountain, this is the sect where the Black Sword was born."

The originally quiet courtyard was completely blown away. A series of surprised and horrified eyes swept across Li Mo's body wildly, revealing a trance like waking up from a dream.

Three hundred years have passed, and since Black Sword, Luofu Mountain has never had a decent disciple.

In Wangxuan City, its name is even worse than [Sword Holding Mountain] where disciples occasionally break into Xuantian Pavilion.

Over the past three hundred years, the world has only remembered the evil name of Black Sword, but forgotten the name of Luofu.

Among the mountain gates in the world, Luofu has long been reduced to the unpopular mountain gate.

However, who would have thought that after three hundred years, another disciple would come out of Luofu Mountain in this life, and it would be so terrifying that it was unbelievable.

In one move, Wen Tai, the thunder hand, was put into a dilemma of life and death.

Such strength is considered outstanding even among so-called "middle students" like them.

"Luofu Mountain Li Mo."

Chan Zhiqiu was the first to recover. She looked at Li Mo and really remembered the name.

Just now, the reason why she extended the invitation was just because of the name of Black Sword and the fate of her predecessors.

However, even this descendant of the Mountain of the Past did not expect that Li Mo's strength was so unexpected.

"Please also invite Brother Li Dao to come on stage and take a seat."

Chan Zhiqiu extended the invitation again.

Li Mo thought for a moment, jumped up, and climbed onto the high platform.

He had just heard that if he could sit at the top of the [Yuanchi Meeting], he would be able to get a secret he wanted to know from the Mountain of the Past.

The past of the human world lasts for thousands of years, and there is a legacy in the sea to the east.

Recording the secrets of the world is the reason why Mount Past Events has won the respect and recognition of major mountain sects.

"Three hundred years ago, the Black Sword came out of Luofu, and it was at this Abyssal Pool meeting..."

At this moment, Fa Ming from Kurong Mountain moved sideways and stood in front of Li Mo.

"Three hundred years have passed now. If Brother Li comes out of Luofu Mountain again, it is impossible for the young monk to follow the style of his predecessors and ask for advice."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fa Ming was dressed in robes, his inner breath was floating, and it was like a cassock emerging, with a mysterious light appearing.

"Kasaya Demon Subduing Technique... This is the technique of Tianchan Mountain. It is indeed inherited from the same origin."

"Fa Ming is not weak in strength. It is said that he has been recognized by Wu Xiang."

"This is about taking action to weigh the disciples of Luofu Mountain."

Everyone's eyes were eager. Li Mo's strength was still revealed just now, but they still couldn't tell the depth.

After all, although the Thunderbolt Runner is strong, he cannot measure Li Mo's strength. Only a master like Fa Ming can force him to go all out.

Buzz…

Suddenly, a sword roar resounded, and Xu Feng returned the long sword behind him without realizing it. The chilling air instantly filled the entire high platform.

The eyes of this descendant of Lingdao Mountain were full of fighting spirit.

"Brother Xu Dao..." Chan Zhiqiu's face changed slightly, as if she had guessed the other party's intention and was about to persuade him.

"Being from the same lineage as Black Sword, I naturally want to learn a thing or two."

Xu Feng was still grinning with an excited smile, but her eyes like knives were staring straight at Li Mo.

"You choose one between the two of us. This is the dignity given to the Black Sword lineage."

Xu Fenghuan's courage was boundless, and just one look made the whole place boil in an instant.

Three hundred years later, if we defeat the disciples of Luofu Mountain at the [Yuanchi Meeting], it will echo three hundred years ago, but it will have extraordinary significance.

This grand event will definitely be recorded by [Yuanchi Hui] and passed down to future generations.

With such a limelight, let alone masters like Fa Ming and Xu Feng, who among the people present would not want to step on this Luofu disciple who suddenly appeared and rise to the top?

"Damn it, even if I'm only slightly stronger than Thunder Runner Wen Tai, do I still dare to give it a try?"

"Yes, this is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself. Although this kid is powerful, he is not the Black Sword of the past."

"You're right, this guy is only very strong. If we swarm him, he might not be able to kill us all."

Everyone was eager to see it. Although everyone was gearing up, they all knew in their hearts that this opportunity to become famous would definitely fall into the hands of Fa Ming and Xu Fenghuan.

"You two..."

Chan Zhiqiu frowned slightly. She knew the strength of Kurong Mountain and Lingdao Mountain. These two descendants were armed with big weapons and their cultivation was extraordinary. If they really took action, they would inevitably be killed or injured.

Thinking of this, Chan Zhiqiu wanted to persuade him.

"You want to challenge me?" Li Mo suddenly spoke, interrupting her.

"It's not a challenge, it's a weighing." Xu Feng said calmly.

Naturally, he would not think highly of Li Mo just because he defeated a Thunder Runner. What he was after was the reputation of Luofu Black Sword.

"Let's do this, I will make a move, and if you can catch it, I will lose."

On the high platform, Li Mo whispered softly.

One sentence made the whole courtyard fall into silence. Surprised eyes fell on him one after another, seemingly not hearing what he just said.

"Are you...are you crazy?"

"One move? Against the two of us? You are simply arrogant."

Fa Ming and Xu Feng were just stunned for a moment, and then their faces turned red.

This is not a provocation, but a naked insult.

"You misunderstood... I am not targeting you two, but everyone..."

Li Mo's voice was soft and gentle, but every word was very resounding.

"you……"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole courtyard was completely boiling, and angry looks were thrown at him one after another.

"court death……"

Xu Feng shouted loudly, his anger soaring to the sky that he almost broke through the Tianling Cap, and his right hand was already holding the long knife behind his back.

"Krishna Demon King Appearance!!"

At this moment, Li Mo whispered and suddenly closed his eyes.

In an instant, everyone's bodies trembled violently, and they felt that the world was changing over and over again, and all the light disappeared. Only a huge black snake entangled in the vast sky, with a pair of eyes that seemed to hide the sun and the moon, imprisoning them forever.