The founder of all religions

The capital city is named Yunju.

In ancient times, fame and fortune were like floating clouds, gathering and dispersing involuntarily.

This elegant residence was a gift from Xiao Yunfeng. It was a gift from the old Duke. It was originally the royal Zhuangzi and was given to Duke Ning in the early years. There were more than 300 servants in the inner courtyard alone.

The money spent every year to maintain this elegant residence is an astronomical figure.

The morning light is dewy and the dew is wrapped around the leaves. A group of maids have already started picking in the back garden. They are divided into six rows, collecting dew from different flower seeds and filling them in jade pots.

In the mansion, different kinds of flowers are used to make morning dew and brew different teas, and the tastes are also very different, and there are many details in them.

"I heard that you went to some place in Longyuan Mansion and almost got sucked into a human by a bunch of cat monsters... The mountain gate of Luocao was also banned by the court?"

In the backyard pavilion, a burst of gentle laughter could be heard, which was sweet and sweet.

"Which bastard is spreading rumors behind my back?" Xiao Yunfeng shouted.

In the beginning, the reason why he ran so far was that if he couldn't create a world by himself, at least no one would know about it.

Who would have thought that after he was caught by his family and locked up for more than half a year, almost all his peers in his circle went crazy, saying everything...

Some people even say that he was kidnapped by a litter of cat demons and spent half a year as a village husband. He gave birth to a litter of kittens before he was released. When the Ningguo Palace found him, he was as skinny as a stick of wood and looked like a piece of sugar cane that had been squeezed dry. Same, the whole body smells like cat...

It tastes like...

In the summer of more than 40 degrees, you licked the armpits of a bearded man on the street.

It is said that three or five slaves in Duke Ning's mansion were smoked to death.

Nowadays, there are no more rats in Duke Ning’s mansion!

"Who told you to sneak out of the capital?" Jin Chuqian chuckled.

Her skin is fair, her red lips are glossy, and although there is a sassy air between her brows, her smile is like a hidden flower in spring, with infinite scenery that makes people think.

Xiao Yunfeng glanced at her, but he had no interest in appreciating the beauty at all.

"You're still laughing? We grew up together after all, and the Xiaohou Mansion and Ning Guogong's Mansion are also related... How can you still laugh?" Xiao Yunfeng rubbed his head and said angrily.

Jin Chuqian is the apple of the eye of today's Xiaohou, who is also the real powerful prince who controls the military power in the court. He once served in the hands of the old Duke in his early years, and the two families are married, so the relationship is unusual and frequent.

"Who asked you to be released after being imprisoned for more than half a year? It's too late to refute the rumors now..."

Jin Chu comforted him with a smile: "Of course, don't worry, everyone has already laughed about your matter, it's no longer new..."

"You also know that in a place like the capital, nothing unusual happens."

"Is there anything exciting recently?" Xiao Yunfeng's face softened slightly and he couldn't help but ask.

He had been imprisoned for too long and was only recently released, and the old man had already dismissed the retainers he had kept.

As for his former circle, he didn't dare to stand out in the short term, for fear that someone would come up and smell the cat smell on him.

"Did your old man tell you? King Zhennan is coming to Beijing soon." Jin Chuqian whispered.

"Ah? Why did he move? I heard from our old man that the last time this person came to Beijing was eighteen years ago..." Xiao Yunfeng was taken aback.

King Zhennan is the only king with a different surname in the Daqian Dynasty today.

You must know that when Da Qian founded the country, Taizu once swore to the world that anyone with a different surname would never be crowned king. This has been regarded as an iron rule since then.

However, nine hundred years ago, the birth of Shenzong broke the training set by Taizu.

The title of King Zhennan appeared at that time and has been passed down from generation to generation until today.

Adhering to the emperor's order, he will always hold the southeast, and his inheritance will be ignored. In the end, he will never change.

This was the great grace of His Majesty Shenzong back then.

"When King Zhennan came to the capital, it was very grand. It is said that His Majesty gave him all the Nine Dragons and Jade Chariots and allowed him to share in the blessings of heaven..." Jin Chuqian lowered her voice.

"This is an emperor's pomp..."

"In addition, the master of ceremonies in the capital alone dispatched 3,000 soldiers to the southeast to meet him... This is already a bit over the limit..." Jin Chuqian couldn't help but said.

Even an ordinary prince should not have such a pomp.

Not to mention, this is a king with a different surname who has a sensitive identity.

"Actually..."

Xiao Yunfeng looked to the side, and with a wave of his hand, he dismissed the servants, leaving only the two of them in the huge pavilion.

"I'm telling you this, but please don't spread it outside..."

"What? Is there any other secret?"

"Actually, it's not a secret. The old man and his gang should all know it..." Xiao Yunfeng said in a low voice.

"I heard that His Majesty Shenzong once made a group of friends outside the palace when he was young..."

After all, Xiao Yunfeng is the young prince of Ningguo Palace. He has been exposed to it since he was a child, so he knows a lot of secrets.

Shenzong was young and there were many rumors about him alive.

It is said that the founder of Xuantian Pavilion, the founder of Zhengyi Bookstore, and the founder of the Sword God Society... these people have all been known to Shenzong since he was young.

"One of them is very special. He met His Majesty Shenzong when he was at his lowest, in a restaurant... As time goes by, a friendship has been forged..."

"I heard from our old man that later Shenzong ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. This man made great achievements, but it was a pity that he died young..."

At this point, Xiao Yunfeng paused slightly: "Shenzong felt the kindness of his old friend, so he selected one of his own heirs... who could not see the light of day and adopted him..."

"You mean..." Jin Chuqian's eyes widened, as if he had guessed something.

"This is the origin of the Zhennan King lineage..." Xiao Yunfeng nodded.

"So, isn't it true that the King of Zhennan is..." Jin Chuqian hesitated before speaking.

"Yes, genuine royal blood... So this king with a different surname in their family is very popular... Otherwise, how could His Majesty Shenzong grant such great favor? Half of the military and political power in the southeast is in the hands of one family!?"

Xiao Yunfeng sneered. When His Majesty Shenzong had just decreed the title of King Zhennan, there were people impeaching him one after another. The criticism never stopped. Some people even bluntly said that King Zhennan was a hidden disaster.

It's a pity that these people have no idea about the relationship between Zhennan King's lineage and the current royal family.

"No wonder..." Jin Chuqian was thoughtful.

"The King of Zhennan has not been to Beijing for eighteen years. What is the reason for this time?" Xiao Yunfeng couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know...who can know this kind of thing in advance? You can ask your old man..."

"I'm not looking for scolding." Xiao Yunfeng shook his head: "What else is there?"

"Recently, the disciples selected by Xuantian Pavilion from various major sects have come to Beijing one after another. An interesting thing happened just last night."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yunfeng couldn't help but ask.

Counting the days, the Xuantian Pavilion assessment was indeed over. He only heard that this year's newcomers' martial arts fight was scheduled to enter the city. It just so happened that he was lifted from the ban, so he might still be able to see it.

"Last night, Ye Bufan, the descendant of Black Ming Mountain, took control of the Yewei Dao."

"The magic sword cries at night!?" Xiao Yunfeng was stunned. How experienced he was, he had naturally heard of the evil reputation of this magic sword.

"It's not simple. I heard that this sword once drank the blood of the Black Sword... It seems that this descendant of the Black Ming Mountain is a bit powerful and will definitely become a hot spot in this year's newcomer martial arts..."

As soon as Xiao Yunfeng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jin Chuqian shaking his head.

"I was afraid that there was no chance. On the spot, someone took action. The demon sword was so frightening that it chopped the demon sword into pieces... Even the Fushan Sword of Shen Nanqing of the Martial Sect could not block this person's edge..."

Jin Chuqian's expression was slightly condensed. When she heard the news, she was no less surprised than Xiao Yunfeng.

It is said that Ye Bufan of Heiming Mountain broke off his arm. Although he was not in danger of his life, he was deeply affected and could not come out of seclusion and could not see anyone.

"Demon sword!?" Xiao Yunfeng looked solemn and thoughtful: "Who is so showy?"

"It's a new face, and no one knows it... But I found out about this person's background through the connections. When I was in Wangxuan City, I once had a vision of the floating world and defeated the five major mountain gates. But when I arrived in the capital, I had no foundation. Naturally It’s because I have been excluded, so my reputation is not good..."

"Overwhelm the five major mountain gates!?" Xiao Yunfeng became interested.

Since the birth of the Black Sword three hundred years ago, no one in this world has been able to bear this amazing reputation and claim to be able to defeat the five major sects.

"What a coincidence, he actually comes from the same sect as Black Sword, from Longyuan Luofu Mountain..."

"Huh!?" Xiao Yunfeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but ask: "What's his name?"

"Li Mo!"

"So it's him!? He is actually a disciple of Luofu Mountain..." Xiao Yunfeng was stunned.

Back then, when he and Li Mo met each other in the Yuchi Tower in the wilderness, they only told each other their names, but did not know each other's details.

"I can't thank you enough for your kindness... I didn't expect that he would also come to the capital..."

Xiao Yunfeng smiled. Although there were many people with the same name in the world, how could there be two monsters named Li Mo in Longyuan Mansion?

He didn't believe there could be such a coincidence.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yunfeng stood up and walked out of the pavilion.

"where did you go?"

Jin Chuqian asked in a loud voice.

"I'm going to send some foundation..."

Xiao Yunfeng waved his hand and walked out of the yard, disappearing from Jin Chuqian's sight.

…

evening.

Mingju in the eastern suburbs.

The moon had just climbed over the treetops, and the fragrance of the soup cooked by Uncle Ma spread far and wide. Even the insect repellents in the graves were hooked out, allowing the crows in the sky to eat their fill.

"Master Ma, if you have this skill, you can open a small restaurant in the capital and sell soup. It will be better than it is now."

Li Mo couldn't help but order a bowl first. The rich soup was milky white in color and had a bright fragrance. Just one sip would whet your appetite.

A bowl of bone soup, a few large pieces of meat, and half a pound of sesame seed cakes can make people eat to death.

Especially those men in the capital who work hard to make a living, come here occasionally to improve the food... They don't even need a restaurant, they can just set up a stall on the roadside to start this business.

"You have the opportunity to visit your family's ancestral graves..."

Uncle Ma changed the topic and said suddenly.

"Why?" Li Mo was stunned and said a little unclearly.

"If it wasn't for the smoke, how could you drink my soup!?"

"..."

"Besides, the pig butcher who lost to me, Lao Tang, told me... this pot of soup cannot be used for business, otherwise..." Uncle Ma paused.

"How about otherwise?"

"Whoever drinks the whole family to death."

"Cough cough cough..."

Li Mo coughed and almost spit out the soup that had reached his throat.

"This pig butcher is too petty... When someone takes a sip of soup, he curses him and kills his whole family... He deserves to be a pig butcher for the rest of his life..." Li Mo put down the soup bowl and cursed.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Ma suddenly smiled, grinning, showing his yellow teeth, and stared straight at him.

"Master Ma, what are you doing?"

"You're right, let me curse you a few more times...this pig-killer is just too narrow-minded..."

Mr. Ma nodded and quickly served Li Mo another bowl of soup.

"Master Ma, do you have a grudge against this pig-killer?"

"That's not... it's just a bit disgusting..." Uncle Ma said lightly.

"The character of the pig-slaughterer is not good, and he has a lot of disciples and disciples... What a pity, there are only one or two who have learned his skills..."

Speaking of this, Uncle Ma smiled even more heartily.

"How can a pig butcher accept a bunch of disciples? This is considered a scam." Li Mo was stunned.

Also, how stupid should a pig-butcher be to accept an apprentice? You can’t even learn how to kill a pig! ?

From this point of view, the character of the pig-killer is indeed not very good.

"Haha, who says it's not the case? Young man, why do you speak so nicely tonight?"

Uncle Ma grinned, helped Li Mo fill another bowl of soup, and pushed it in front of him.

"By the way, if you see a pig-killer in the future, be sure to go around the road."

"Why? I don't know him." Li Mo said with a strange expression.

"Who told you to say so many bad things about him!?" Uncle Ma squinted his eyes and stared at Li Mo with a smile.

"What are you afraid of? Why don't you let people talk about your bad character? Besides..."

Li Mo chuckled and said, "He can't hear it."

"Hahaha... The younger generation is scary... The younger generation is scary..."

Uncle Ma couldn't help but laugh up to the sky. He put away the dishes on the table and looked out. Then he looked back at Li Mo a few more times, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

Li Mo was so frightened by what he saw that he stood up and returned directly to his yard.

"Boss, you are finally back."

Outside the courtyard gate, two figures came directly to greet them while they were still in the old courtyard.

Li Mo took a closer look and saw that it was Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian.

"Why are you here?" Li Mo couldn't help but be delighted.

He was almost sick from boredom when he stayed in such a ghost place, far away from the world...the hustle and bustle of the city.

After a long time, Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian came to visit. They were in a foreign land and became closer... At this moment, Li Mo felt that Shang Xujian looked much more handsome.

He even wanted to leave the two of them here and find a place for them to live nearby.

"Something big happened..."

Hong Xiaofu looked ugly and lowered his voice.

"What happened?" Li Mo was stunned.

"Senior Chen asked us to come over quickly and inform you that we are ready..." Shang Xujian gasped.

"What's going on?" Li Mo frowned slightly and asked quickly.

"just now……"

Hong Xiaofu gritted his teeth, stared at Li Mo, and said solemnly: "Ye Bufan... is dead!"

"Dead!?" Li Mo was stunned and couldn't help blurting out: "You're so angry!?"

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