The founder of all religions

The bright moon is bright and the starry sky is bright.

In the night, the capital seemed like a giant beast in deep sleep. The high walls were mottled, as if they were separated from the world, and the bronze gates stood tall, seeming to hide the wealth of the world.

The land of true dragons, the residence of the emperor, even if you are on the barren mountains thirty miles away, you can faintly see this huge creature.

The most prosperous place in the world is in sharp contrast to the ruined temple in the mountains.

At this moment, the dilapidated temple was lit with weak candles. Merchants, porters, scholars, etc. gathered in the temple tonight and had a rest.

In fact, there is an inn just five miles away. However, apart from the reimbursement for the public servants, if ordinary people stay at the inn, the cost is more than three to five times more expensive than staying in an ordinary inn.

With no other choice, these travelers could only stay in this dilapidated temple temporarily, and wait until it gets dark the next day and the city gates are wide open before they can start their journey again.

"Brother, why don't we stay at the inn? It stinks here."

In the corner, a woman with a delicate appearance but an extremely beautiful figure complained in a low voice.

Her clothes are bright. Although the style is simple, the materials used are extremely exquisite. The water light ripples look like cloud brocade. Even the ribbon tied to her legs is this year's limited edition of the "Eight Li Shijia" to ward off evil spirits.

"Don't you know what we are escorting this time? If we stay at the inn, those bastards at [Prison Gate] will definitely find out... Then we won't be able to share half of the credit."

Ling Jisheng's face was slightly condensed, he scolded Qi Xiaoxiao, and couldn't help but cast his eyes behind him.

A cage half as tall as a man was draped in black leather cloth, with runes written all over it. It was also tightly trapped with thick chains, and golden bells were hung at the four corners.

As early as when Ling Jisheng walked into the ruined temple with a cage on his back, everyone understood and hid far away.

Even a blind person can see that these two young men are monster hunters.

In fact, they are not only monster hunters, but also from the Xuantian Pavilion and are disciples of the Hongmen.

The eight gates of Xuantian, [Xuanling of Heaven and Earth, Hongwu Prison], each perform their own duties, and the prison gate is responsible for prisons.

In order to capture this monster, the brothers of Hongmen in the north suffered many casualties. The nature of the transfer in the capital was completely different from the transfer in the post station, and the rewards were also very different.

Out of caution, Ling Jisheng would rather live in the barren mountains than leave the inn.

"Brother, I heard that this year's recruitment is coming to an end. Those newcomers should arrive in the capital in the next few days."

At this moment, Qi Xiaoxiao changed the subject and suddenly spoke.

"Listen to the sound of oars by the gilded river, there are always new people replacing the old, new people laugh and old people cry, the world is like a dream, how many people can make it happen?"

Ling Jisheng couldn't help but sneer. Every three years, new people come into the Xuantian Pavilion.

When they first arrived, these proud men of heaven in the mountain gate were naturally high-spirited, but as time passed, they would know that the most indispensable thing in the true dragon's abode at the feet of the emperor was genius.

No matter how talented you are, if a stone falls in the capital and hits ten people, nine of them will be strong men who have cultivated the spiritual roots of Taoism.

In the Xuantian Pavilion, the Inner Breath Realm is just cannon fodder. Even the Nine Inch Realm is just a larger cannon fodder and will die at any time.

You know, in three years, the mortality rate of the new members of Xuantian Pavilion was as high as more than 70%.

Therefore, Xuantian Pavilion needs to recruit new people every three years.

The establishment of cannon fodder is temporary, and only when you step into the spiritual root can you truly enter the establishment.

Ling Jisheng was a disciple directly trained by the Xuantian Pavilion. However, among the newcomers who entered the Xuantian Pavilion last time, the only one left alive next to him is Qi Xiaoxiao.

"I heard that one of the newcomers this time is from Luofu Mountain." Qi Xiaoxiao was originally from the mountain gate selection and was quite concerned about this.

"Luofu Mountain!?" Ling Jisheng was stunned.

"It's the mountain gate where the Black Sword was." Qi Xiaoxiao explained.

"Oh!?" Ling Jisheng looked surprised, but there was not much excitement.

Although the figures of three hundred years ago were famous, they were not outstanding.

Nowhere can it be compared to the five major mountain gates, which are intertwined and deeply rooted in the capital.

If we say who among these newcomers has the brightest future, it is naturally the descendants of the five great sects.

Especially Jiang Chen from Martial Arts Mountain and Wu Xiang from Tianchan Mountain. Even Ling Jisheng, who was far away in the capital, had heard of the names of these two people.

As for the so-called successor of Black Sword, it is just a temporary gimmick. When he arrives in the capital, the young man will know what reality is and what the state of the world is.

Such a reputation would bring him no honors.

Quack, quack…

At this moment, outside the ruined temple, a burst of jackdaws started up, and the sound echoed, breaking the tranquility of the night.

"Brother, this place is only thirty miles away from the capital. This thing..."

Qi Xiaoxiao looked back at the big iron cage behind her, feeling a little worried.

"Don't worry, we will come to the capital at dawn tomorrow. There won't be any surprises."

Ling Jisheng was determined, his nerves were tense all the way, and he could finally take a breath.

"Brother Lang, do you know what I saw that day at Zuixiang Tower?"

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded in the ruined temple. The harsh volume seemed out of place in the cold night.

Many people woke up from their dreams.

Ling Jisheng turned around and saw a burly man with a grin on his face.

"Brother Xiong, did you see anything interesting?" asked the skinny man next to him.

"That night, I saw a man very drunk. The woman next to him was hugging him, comforting him, and shielding him from the alcohol. She was so gentle..."

A look of reminiscence appeared on the face of the burly man.

"I was like, if only my wife could be this gentle, but then I went over and looked, hey..."

"She really is my wife!"

The loud laughter made everyone stunned, and the atmosphere in the entire ruined temple became a little weird as they looked at each other.

"Hahaha, that's interesting. What happened next?" The skinny man became interested and couldn't help but ask.

"Later, I swallowed my wife and the man together... Their heads were placed on the table, facing each other. It was very interesting."

The burly man laughed more and more heartily, holding his belly and said.

"What do humans say? We live in the same quilt and die in the same hole... Hahaha..."

The loud laughter echoed in the ruined temple, making everyone's expressions change. The faces of those who were still watching the excitement could not help but tremble, and there was a trace of surprise in their wide eyes.

"Hey, it turns out that finding a human wife is so interesting. After I finish this job, I will also find one... and she must be able to stop other men from drinking..."

As soon as he finished speaking, two terrifying demonic energies soared into the sky, fierce as hell, and violently lifted off the roof of the ruined temple.

"Bold monster, I can tell at a glance that you are not human."

Ling Ji's roar was like a stormy wave. With one step, his powerful inner aura surged up, and his cultivation in the eight-inch realm was undoubtedly demonstrated.

"Shocking Dragon's Ascension Hand!"

Ling Jisheng struck mercilessly, and the terrifying inner energy wrapped around his arms. The terrifying force directly tore his clothes apart, and his strong muscles were wrapped around him like a horned dragon.

By opening and closing both arms, you will have tremendous power to subjugate demons and sweep away evil spirits.

"Hongmen Master!"

The burly man's eyes shone brightly, and his body shook, revealing his true form. He was actually a grizzly bear, wrapped in evil aura, and his huge body covered the top of the temple.

"Ouch..."

Next to him, the lean man transformed and showed his original appearance. The jackal in the mountain looked at the moon and transformed, his mane was like a sword and his fangs were like blades.

Rumble…

Two demonic figures came like the wind, and instantly faced Ling Jisheng's arms.

The shocking dragon ascended into the sky and wiped out the demonic wind. The terrifying power made the air burst into pieces, and the ground cracked open. Waves of air swept across, knocking everyone around him away.

"How much python goblin blood did you use for this move [Shocking Dragon Ascension Hand]?" The bear demon in gray sneered.

Hongmen's Shocking Dragon Ascension Hand has a reputation for being vicious. It requires tempering the arms with the blood of python goblins, creating strange phenomena in the blood, and combining the inner breath to create this terrifying power.

Ordinary monsters and ghosts are frightened and afraid to face them when they are only ten feet away.

In order to practice this move [Shocking Dragon Ascension Hand], Ling Jisheng spent almost half of his wealth and refined sixty-eight python demons, most of which were Nine Furnace demons.

"Want to know? Go down and ask them."

Ling Jisheng struck mercilessly, his inner energy bursting like a roaring dragon, and he swept towards the heads of the grey-clothed bear demon and the withered jackal respectively.

"Light of Silence!"

Suddenly, the bear demon in gray suddenly snapped his fingers, and in the ruined temple, the faint light suddenly lit up, and the weak light actually illuminated every corner of the ruined temple.

Ling Jisheng's color suddenly changed, his arms suddenly sank, the entangled dragon's power was suddenly extinguished, and the inner breath in his dantian fell silent.

boom……

At this moment, the huge bear's paws struck, and the sickle-like wolf's tail also whipped up the strong wind and struck.

Ling Jisheng crossed his arms and subconsciously held his head.

The next moment, his whole body flew out, his chest was almost cut open, blood was flowing, and the bones in his arms were almost shattered.

"Senior brother..."

Qi Xiaoxiao's face turned pale and she rushed forward. At this moment, she was unable to mobilize her inner breath.

"The fire...is there something wrong with it!?"

Ling Jisheng looked at the only lamp in the temple, gritted his teeth and shouted.

"The technology developed by your Ling Sect... can reject the power of inner breath... it's really amazing."

The gray-clothed bear demon held the oil lamp and looked at the dim firelight with a look of intoxication.

"How could you have..."

Ling Jisheng's expression suddenly changed. The Breath-Disgusting Technique was a technology that Ling Sect had been researching, but it was not yet mature. Let alone ordinary humans, this technology had not really been popularized even within the Xuantian Pavilion.

However, the bear demon in front of him actually possesses such a treasure?

This shows what! ?

"Human beings are very smart, but also very stupid..."

Naturally, the grey-clothed bear demon would not answer Ling Jisheng's question. He raised his paw and waved it gently. The strong wind was like a knife, and he suddenly broke the chain of the cage hidden in the corner.

"It's over..."

Ling Jisheng's expression suddenly changed, his heart skipped a beat, he felt like the sky was falling and the earth was falling, and his eyes were filled with confusion.

Rumble…

At this moment, the half-man-high cage shook violently, becoming more and more uneasy and intense.

The black leather cloth covering the outermost layer made a hunting sound, and the runes printed on it glowed dimly, as if they could no longer suppress the demons inside.

Rumble…

Suddenly, a sharp demonic energy emerged from the cracks in the black leather cloth, rising to the sky to win the championship, and it was vaguely powerful.

"This...this is..."

Qi Xiaoxiao's beauty turned pale, and as long as she could see it, black clouds covered the moon in the sky.

It seemed that the awe-inspiring aura could no longer be suppressed. It rippled out from the iron cage, and the terrifying power caused the grey-clothed bear demon and the withered jackal to change their colors.

The most important thing is to correct the evil wind and bully Tai Sui, and to suppress the fierce god with high-spirited alarm.

Qi Xiaoxiao's legs trembled, showing a look of despair. If the monster in the cage was allowed to break out, even if Ling Jisheng had all his strength, no one would be able to get out alive.

"What a monster..."

At this moment, a scornful voice sounded faintly in the deserted suburbs.

Under the moonlight, the haystack behind the temple moved slightly, and there was a person lying there, as if he had woken up from a big dream, lazily and carefree.

"Human? Monster hunter?"

The skeletal jackal's eyes squinted, and the strong demonic aura wrapped around his mane and stirred, like a silver needle passing through, shooting toward the man's eyebrows.

boom……

The skull is born with vajra nature, how can evil laws invade it?

Li Mo stood up leisurely, letting the steel-needle-like mane hit his eyebrows, sparking a little fire, but he seemed to be unaware of it.

This scene was so shocking that not only did the two monsters suddenly change their expressions, but even Ling Jisheng, who was born in Hongmen, stared in disbelief.

"You...who are you?" The withered jackal roared in shock.

The next moment, it felt cold on its neck. It lowered its head and looked at it. Its body was getting further and further away from it. A head flew high and gradually lost its vitality in the blood-filled sky.

"you……"

The gray-clothed bear demon looked at Li Mo, who was harmless to humans and animals, and he didn't know when he had already arrived in front of him.

The wolf demon's body fell at his feet in a pool of blood.

"Monster...monster..."

The gray-clothed bear demon turned pale with fright, turned around suddenly, and was about to pounce on the cage that was about to be broken open.

Rumble…

Li Mo stood still, the terrifying inner aura vibrating like smoke and clouds, rising into the sky, shining brightly like a spiritual sword across the sky, breaking through all evil forces.

The grey-clothed bear demon screamed, and under such terrifying internal energy, his flesh and blood collapsed, turning directly into a puddle of flesh.

"Oh my god... who... is this person!?"

"Cruel... so brutal... just so brutal."

Ling Jisheng and Qi Xiaoxiao met each other, and their hearts were already filled with huge waves.

There is such a powerful person hiding in the mountains and wilderness.

Such strength.

Such an age.

It is as bright as a big star, its light is so sharp that it cannot be looked at closely.

Buzz…

Under the pressure of Li Mo's terrifying inner energy, the iron cage surprisingly returned to calm, and the originally soaring demonic energy also subsided, as if it felt threatened.

Ling Jisheng finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. With the support of Qi Xiaoxiao, he staggered to Li Mo.

"I, Ling Jisheng, will never forget your kindness in saving me."

As he spoke, Ling Jisheng tried to salute with his fists raised, but the bones in his arms were shattered and they were hanging there. After trying for a long time, he finally failed.

"If you dare to ask about your brother's name, I, Xuantian Pavilion, will definitely pay for it."

"Are you disciples of Xuantian Pavilion?" Li Mo couldn't help but wonder.

Originally, he was supposed to go to Beijing together with Chen Wangdu and others, taking into account the tension formed in Wangxuan City and the commotion caused.

Li Mo just found another way and entered the city alone from a small road. He never expected to encounter such a thing.

Just now, if he hadn't taken action, no one would be alive tonight.

"I'm Hong Men Ling Jisheng, this is my junior sister Qi Xiaoxiao..."

Ling Jisheng made a formal introduction, and the two of them escorted the demons to Beijing. However, they didn't expect that something unexpected happened just one night apart.

Dong dong dong...

At this moment, the ground shook, as if a large group of people were rushing towards them.

"The people who will help us are here." Ling Jisheng became happy as soon as he sensed it.

When Li Mo saw this, he was ready to leave.

Chen Wangdu said that the Xuantian Pavilion was complicated and he did not want to get into trouble before entering the capital.

Thinking of this, Li Mo had just turned around when the night wind blew and the black leather cloth on the iron cage swayed, finally revealing the demon imprisoned inside.

It was a pig demon, with a mouth that was three feet long at first, and its fangs were like silver nails. A pair of round eyes are like lightning, and the sound of thunder is heard in the ears. There is a long row of iron arrows on the back of his head, and his skin is rough and green.

At this moment, the pig demon's originally lowered eyes also slightly raised, just in time to meet Li Mo's eyes.

This glance is like looking through the autumn water, and there seems to be a feeling in the dark! ! !