The founder of all religions

In the whole world, when it comes to swordsmanship, he is the leader and has the best swordsmanship. Except for one of the eight great demon immortals in the world, [Sword Immortal in White Clothes], he will never be second to anyone.

But when it comes to people with unparalleled sword skills, [Butcher], one of Xuantian's seven masters, is the pinnacle of this skill, and there is no one in the world who can win.

"Butcher..." Li Mo murmured softly.

The Xuantian Qijue and the eight great demon immortals have already stood at the pinnacle of cultivation, the pinnacle of the human world. Even masters in the realm of spiritual awareness are nothing more than ants in front of such existences. They will be destroyed in a blink of an eye.

It's a pity that such a strong person is like a god, high up in the sky, disappearing without a trace, and never seen in the world of mortals.

With Li Mo's eighteen years of life opportunities and luck, he had only seen [Beisha Xuanzhang], and it was only a glimpse, which contained life and death intent.

As for the unparalleled masters such as the Sword Immortal in White and the Butcher, Li Mo could only get a glimpse of them from the rumors in the market. He didn't know if he would be able to see his true face in Lushan in this lifetime.

"I didn't expect that the butcher, one of the legendary [Xuantian Seven Arts], was actually the president of the [Sword God Association]..." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

In this case, the owner of this courtyard, Shen Nanqing, should have met the butcher. After all, she is not only a disciple of the [Martial Arts Sect], but also a member of the [Sword God Association].

"It's just a name. It exists like this. It's hard to see the dragon's head but its tail... Do you think it's a pig-killer in the wet market? How can it be so easy to see?" Master Ji chuckled.

If Shen Nanqing had really seen the butcher, it would be a blessing that he had cultivated for eight lifetimes. Peanut oil would appear in his ancestral graves.

"Jiang Chen..." Li Mo was thoughtful, but another figure appeared in his mind.

"He is an exception... he was summoned by [Wuzong] as soon as he entered the capital..."

As he spoke, Master Ji patted Li Mo's shoulder and comforted him: "Brother, be considerate. After all, not everyone is backed by masters like the Xuantian Qijue and the Eight Great Demon Immortals."

"That's true." Li Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

At least this kind of fate will not fall on his head. In this case, it is better not to think about it.

"This knife is unique..."

At this moment, Master Ji walked to a treasure platform and looked at a short knife lying on the table. The blade was only seven inches long and was not as long as Li Mo's previous spiritual root.

The blade was stained with rust and glowed with a faint green light. It looked as if it had been picked out of a junk pile.

"Scar blade..."

Master Ji looked at the introduction on the jade plaque next to him and couldn't help showing surprise.

"It's actually produced by [Spirit Blade Knife Workshop]!?"

Lingbian Knife Shop is the largest sword shop in the capital and one of the five major sword shops in the world. It has a history of more than 900 years.

The spirit blade produced must be of high quality.

No matter in terms of quality, reputation, or history, the knives forged by the Spirit Blade Knife Workshop are impeccable. Because of this, the upper class who play swords almost only recognize the Spirit Blade, except for ancient famous masters who have inherited famous knives.

"How did the Spirit Blade Knife Workshop produce such a broken sword?"

"You don't know this. This is a knife specially designed to kill people..."

Li Mo spoke softly, with a hint of interest in his eyes.

A knife will cut off tetanus and send you to meet your ancestors.

This technology of "covering rust and adding damage" is extraordinary.

Li Mo heard from Hua Qiuzui that it was an extremely advanced skill to attach rust on the blade that could damage the [inner breath].

The [Rust Covering] technology mastered by some forging masters can even damage the spiritual breath. As long as it sees blood, it will be fatal.

Hua Qiuzui said that in the Daqian territory, there are only five major swordsmen who have mastered the perfect [Rust Covering and Injury] technique, among which the [Spiritual Blade Sword Technique] is the most ruthless. In the long history of more than 900 years, they have studied There are more than 3,000 kinds of [Rust] mastered.

For example, [Rust-covering], which is made by blending spirit-breaking rust and demon gold juice, is said to be "a knife cuts off the little finger, and the king of hell will shake his head when he sees it."

"This [Wound Blade] is worth... 160,000 taels?" Li Mo's eyes widened, startled by the numbers.

One hundred and sixty thousand taels is enough to buy a small courtyard in the capital.

You know, in the outer city of the capital, the smallest courtyard only cost 30,000 taels of silver. In the previous life, it would have been a mansion of about 15 million.

"The knives produced by Spirit Blade are all expensive... there are many brands of value in them..." Master Ji chuckled.

When he was one year old, their old man also gave him a Spirit Blade knife. He has been around the capital all year round, so he naturally knows how expensive the Spirit Blade knife is.

In Beijing, there is a saying that playing with a knife will ruin three generations, but a spiritual blade will ruin a whole life.

"Look, this scabbard is also produced by [Spirit Blade Knife Workshop]. It has dragon scale skin, gilded silver beads, resentful gold wire... all are top-notch materials, and the price is thirty thousand taels..."

Master Ji pointed to the silver-gray scabbard next to him.

This set of scabbards was also produced by Spirit Blade and was forged with precision. It took three hundred hours of work alone to create it.

"Thirty thousand taels...it's simply outrageous..."

Li Mo couldn't help but look at the [Black Sky Scabbard] used by his [Black Dome Sword].

This set of scabbards also has an extraordinary origin. It was a gift from Hua Qiuzui. It is said that it was made from the skin of the great demon Krishna.

"It should be worth more than this, right!?" Li Mo murmured.

Hua Qiuzui once said that for knife users, the scabbard is equally important.

Knives and scabbards, just like men and women, must find the right size to be comfortable.

"Size is one thing. It also depends on whether the scabbard can withstand it. The impact every time you put the knife away may break the scabbard over time. If it doesn't last, it won't matter no matter how suitable the size is."

Master Ji said, obviously he had a deep understanding of this kind of thing.

"Um!?"

Li Mo was stunned, but his expression became strange.

"Are you talking about the knife?"

"Why not!?" Master Ji asked.

"Ah ah ah, this is the latest treasure from Spirit Blade..."

At this moment, a scream came, attracting Li Mo's eyes.

I saw a group of girls, like warblers and swallows dancing, gathered in front of a crystal stage. There was a knife handle lying across it, but there was no blade.

"What's this?"

"That's also a wonder of the Spirit Blade Knife Workshop. As long as you press the mechanism on the handle of the knife, the blade will automatically pop out, and it will retract when you press it again..."

"The faster you press it, the faster it expands and contracts... Therefore, this kind of knife is extremely popular among women in the capital..."

Master Ji introduced, but Li Mo became more and more stunned as he listened.

"This kind of knife ranks among the top three in the sales list of Lingblade Knife Shop all year round..."

"It is said that the technology of this blade was passed down to the ancestors of the Spirit Blade Knife Workshop by His Majesty Shenzong, and it is also one of the top secrets of the Spirit Blade Knife Workshop...His Majesty Shenzong also gave this kind of knife a particularly nice name... "

"What's it called?" Li Mo asked subconsciously.

"Switchblade!"

"What!?"

Li Mo was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

"Miss Shen is out."

At this moment, a burst of exclamation drew everyone's attention.

Li Mo looked up and saw a woman approaching. She held a short knife in her hand, hidden in a silver leather sheath.

However, the moment this woman appeared, the swords in the entire courtyard began to hum involuntarily. Whether it was the swords on display or the sabers of the participants, they seemed to have sensed that a giant crocodile had stepped into the abyss. , trembling with fear and shuddering.

"That knife..."

Li Mo's eyes darkened, thoughtfully, although he had not yet seen the sword unsheathed.

But he could almost conclude that the sword must be a first-class rune weapon, almost reaching the pinnacle of rune weapons.

The moment the woman came with a knife, all the knives trembled in fear, as if they were afraid, as if they were flinching, as if they were dodging...

This is a kind of vision caused by the spiritual energy entering into the sword. The sword energy merges and responds to each other.

Only the black dome knife behind Li Mo trembled slightly, revealing an almost morbid excitement.

"You are one level lower than others..." Li Mo shook his head and calmed down to comfort him.

"Is that Shen Nanqing?"

Li Mo stood in the distance and looked attentively.

"Next to her is the daughter of Zhengyi Bookstore, Mo Jinshu, whom you met at Jianjun Mansion..." Master Ji said calmly.

As soon as Shen Nan Qingfang appeared, the night wind blew and her hair fell, adding a third of charm to her beautiful face. Her eyes were slightly focused, although she was smiling, but she was like a knife sweeping across the yard. Everyone’s face.

"This woman is really not simple..." Li Mo lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

"how?"

"She is sharpening the knife..." Li Mo said solemnly.

"Sharpen the knife!?" Master Ji asked in confusion.

"This courtyard is her scabbard, and she is the sword. The moment she first appeared, her sharp edge was revealed, and the swords trembled. At this glance, she was watching to see who could withstand her sharp edge..."

"Take this as a stone to sharpen your edge!"

In Li Mo's eyes, Shen Nanqing and Hua Qiuzui followed the same path, using their bodies as swords.

However, Shen Nanqing in front of him was much more drunk than Hua Qiuzui that day.

"Thanks to all of you for enjoying the honor today and visiting the small courtyard, the flowers are shining brightly..."

With a whisper, Shen Nanqing silenced the entire courtyard. She instantly became the center of attention, shining brightly and outshining all the famous swords passed down from generation to generation.

"Miss Shen, you're welcome..." someone echoed.

"Today's grand gathering, meeting friends with swords, and with the full support of Zhengyi Bookstore...Nan Qing will naturally want everyone to leave with satisfaction..."

At this moment, Shen Nanqing changed the subject and suddenly raised his hand.

The next moment, two shirtless warriors carried an elevated structure forward, which was covered with a layer of black leather canvas, making it impossible to see what was hidden inside.

"Miss Shen, is there another surprise tonight?"

Immediately, a burst of whispers resounded in the courtyard, and everyone was whispering to each other, thinking about what surprises were hidden under the black cloth, and how mysterious it was.

Shen Nanqing didn't say anything, and just smiled at Mo Jinshu beside him.

"What’s wrong with you?"

At this moment, Master Ji had a strange look on his face, and he could see that Li Mo beside him looked a little unnatural.

"Hidden there..."

Li Mo's eyes narrowed, and he felt a faint aura stirring the spiritual seedlings in his dantian.

Rumble…

The two shirtless warriors lowered the tower and stepped back respectfully.

"Miss Shen, what is this? Stop showing off..." someone shouted.

Immediately, a burst of cheers rang out, as if they couldn't wait to see this unexpected surprise.

"Since we make friends with swords... naturally I have prepared a famous sword for everyone..."

As he spoke, Shen Nanqing walked to the elevated structure covered with black cloth, his cold eyes filled with meaning, and he unconsciously held the knife in his hand tighter.

"Nan Qing, just speak up..."

Mo Jinshu looked at the atmosphere that was getting hotter and hotter, couldn't help but smile slightly, and urged.

"Have you heard of it..."

"Crying at night!?" Shen Nanqing's lips slightly opened and she spit out a name.

The two simple words echoed in the quiet courtyard. Some people looked confused and looked left and right, while some people's expressions changed suddenly and showed solemn expressions.

"The demon sword cries at night!?"

"This knife once seriously injured Black Sword...it took away his heart essence and blood, and almost killed him..."

"This is an ominous blade, and it's still in the world!?"

At this moment, waves of loud cheers rang out, and everyone's gaze on the elevated tower changed instantly.

It once frightened the black sword with its sharp edge, and frightened ghosts and gods with its long cry at night.

The devil's sword cries at night and once had a fierce reputation.

Three hundred years ago, the young Heijian walked into the capital alone and worshiped at the Xuantian Pavilion.

At that time, his sharpness was unparalleled, overwhelming the geniuses of his generation, and even the five major sects were bowed down by him.

Being so arrogant, so arrogant, so high-profile... will naturally attract criticism and lead to death.

It was under this background that the Demon Sword Ye Cry came into being.

Rumor has it that it was forged from the [Heiming Mountain] among the five major mountain gates. It absorbed the hearts of demons, gathered their thoughts of resentment, melted the evil energy of Xuan Yin, and forged it from the magic mines outside the sky.

As soon as the sword was completed, the demons and ghosts were frightened, and Xuan Xiu retreated.

Back then, a young prodigy from one of the Five Great Mountain Sects used this sword to sneak attack the Black Sword, severely injuring him and devouring the latter's heart essence and blood.

This was a major disaster in Heijian's life, and it almost cost him his life.

The black sword resurrected against death and fled far away. The genius held Ye Cry in his hand and went to Luofu. He used the sword to suppress the mountain gate and killed him until the blood flowed like a river.

Later, the black sword broke through the barrier and came out with the power of shocking the dragon and the nine-life black hair. It crushed the five corpses of the prodigy and separated them. His head hung high at the gate of Luofu Mountain.

From then on, the Demon Sword Night Cry disappeared and never appeared in the world again.

"Unexpectedly, this knife reappeared in the world and fell into Miss Shen's hands."

"The Night Screaming Demon Knife... This knife once drank the essence and blood of the Black Sword..."

"I didn't expect that I would be able to see the magic sword of the past tonight."

There were exclamations one after another, and Shen Nanqing's simple words pushed the atmosphere of the night to a climax.

"Tonight, I will choose a new master for Yewei Dao."

Shen Nanqing's control of the atmosphere was almost perfect. As soon as he finished speaking, the shouts in the courtyard rose again.

She raised her jade hand gently, the black cloth flew away, and a dark red long knife suddenly appeared on the crystal elevated platform. The blade moved invisibly, like the sky in the dark night, and the blood was visible, and the killing was immeasurable.

Looking at the knife, everyone felt their eyes sting, as if their eyes were cut off by it.

"Magic Knife!"

Buzz…

At this moment, Li Mo's figure suddenly moved, and the demon sword behind him couldn't stop trembling. The sword groaned and was difficult to sharpen, as if it was trying to compete with the sky.

Don't call me short, if nothing else happens, there will be another chapter tonight! ! !