The founder of all religions

In the five hundred and autumn years since Taoism, no flying swords have been seen taking people's heads.

That man had been enlightened for five hundred years and had a great reputation for being ferocious. His name was heard all over the world, but the blade of the sword had long since disappeared from its sheath, killing and staining the sky.

However, only those who have seen the true elegance of that person in white can know...

What is the Sword Immortal in White?

What is the Wusheng Killing Sword!

What does it mean to be number one in the world!

"The best sword in the world... Wusheng Killing Sword..." Li Mo's eyes were as condensed as fire, brighter than the faint beating candlelight.

"The killing power of that sword is enough to overshadow the petty sect's atmosphere..."

Old Chu's faint gaze fell on the clay sculpture and stone statue, like a wild donkey looking at a mule, with a little ridicule in his eyes.

"Uncle, you have a grudge against the master of Tianshi Mansion."

"Nonsense, the master of the palace is aloof and enjoys high status, shouldn't he be scolded?" Lao Chu said matter-of-factly.

As an ox and horse, if he has not scolded the person who drove him, he is worse than an ox and horse.

"Young man, have you never scolded your boss behind his back?"

"Forehead……"

Li Mo curled his lips and was speechless for a moment.

When people are young, they must have ambitions to reach the sky. They have never seen the whole world, and they all have a zeal in their hearts. The world is uncertain, and you and I are both dark horses.

But when you really don't enter this world, you realize that the world has been decided, and you and I are both cows and horses.

Such a gap, such helplessness, such pain... If it hadn't turned into a slap in the face, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been possible.

But with all the conscience, Li Mo has never scolded his boss in person.

"Wu Sheng Killing Sword... Is that sword more powerful than the sword of the Master of the Heavenly Master's Palace?" Tang Sanbai couldn't help but ask.

"Haven't you heard of the Wusheng Killing Sword?"

"No." Tang Sanbai shook his head.

"Didn't your master tell you about the Eight Great Demon Immortals?" Li Mo asked in confusion.

"there has never been."

As a descendant of Wuyao's lineage, he knows nothing about the peak existence among demons and ghosts, and the nine thousand Taoists have never mentioned it. It is indeed strange.

"The sword of the Sword Immortal in White...that is the best sword in the world."

"The best sword in the world... wouldn't that be invincible..." Tang Sanbai said in shock.

"Invincible!?" Lao Chu glanced sideways and couldn't help but sneered.

"Since ancient times, for nearly a thousand years, apart from that supreme treasure, who dares to claim to be invincible, who dares to claim to be invincible..."

"tripod!?"

When Li Mo heard this, he reacted instinctively and blurted out.

"Um!?"

Lao Chu's turbid eyes raised slightly, and he took a deep look at Li Mo.

"Young man, you have some knowledge."

"That's right... the ancient world has gone through thousands of years, and only the tripod can be honored... the most precious treasure in the world, naturally only the tripod of the Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties."

Lao Chu sighed softly, and there was a different kind of brilliance in his old eyes.

The tripod of Xia, Shang and Zhou was the undisputed most powerful treasure.

Even if the top ten magic weapons from Guixu unite, they will be eclipsed in front of this treasure.

Throughout the ages, no magical weapon has remained invincible under its brilliance.

"Then whoever masters this treasure will be invincible." Tang Sanbai couldn't help but said.

When Li Mo heard this, his heart moved. Just as Tang Sanbai said, whoever masters the tripod of Xia, Shang and Zhou will be the strongest being in the world.

"Perhaps this is the reason why the Daqian royal family dared to create Xuantian Taoism!?" A strange thought came to Li Mo's mind.

Shenzong launched a thousand-year plan to create Xuantian Taoism.

Who knows, if Xuantian Taoism is truly born, it will definitely break the rules of heaven and earth, and no one in the world can control it.

Therefore, he also left behind the tripod of Xia, Shang and Zhou! ?

"How can it be that easy?" Lao Chu sneered.

"Young man, I'm afraid you don't know that since Shenzong, no one can fully control the power of this treasure... not even one-ninth of it can be done."

Lao Chu grinned, showing yellow teeth.

"Um!?"

When Li Mo heard this, he couldn't help showing a strange expression and looked up and down at the old man in front of him.

"Uncle, are you really just a temple blessing here?"

"Nonsense... Is temple blessing a rare job? Is it worth pretending to do?"

Uncle Chu shook his head, hunched over and walked to the incense table, pouring out the sesame oil money from the merit cabinet one by one.

"and you……"

"Young man, when you live to my age, you will know everything you should know and everything you shouldn't know..."

"Times... apart from knowledge and experience, I only have this residual body left for you..."

As he spoke, Lao Chu picked up the sesame oil money and turned around to walk out of the subject.

"Huh? Are you leaving now? Don't care about us?" Tang Sanbai said blankly.

"He's not afraid of us causing trouble?"

"It would be better if we demolish this ruined Taoist temple."

Lao Chu's voice came faintly from not far away.

"Two silver coins a month, what kind of fate are you playing with?"

"By the way, it's okay to demolish the house, but don't steal anything."

Lao Chu's voice gradually faded away, slowly dissipating into the hazy night.

Li Mo and Tang Sanbai looked at each other, feeling a strange feeling that they couldn't explain.

"What a weirdo." Tang Sanbai curled his lips and said.

"As you get older, it's normal to be a little abnormal."

Li Mo didn't care. He turned around and glanced at the stone statue of Wang Shendao, the master of Tianshi Mansion, and then pulled Tang Sanbai to the back.

There are three halls and nine courtyards in Fumo Temple. Since the one in the front courtyard is not the [Demon Sword], it must be in the back.

But it makes sense to think about it, the county magistrate might as well take care of it first.

How could the wooden sword left by the founder of Tianshi Mansion compare to the still-living Wang Shen Dao's efficaciousness.

What's more, the wooden sword is ordinary and has no mystery. In this case, it is better to pray to the head of the Celestial Master Palace, and the incense will be more prosperous.

"Brother Li, look quickly."

The Demon-Suppressing Temple, in front of the central hall.

A faint candlelight illuminated the altar, and in the night, a wooden sword could be seen clearly thrust across it. It was mottled and ancient, and the ruthless years had already left a series of weathered cracks on it.

"That's the Demon Sword!?"

Li Mo's spiritual sense turned into a thread and swept across the broken wooden sword. However, his spiritual sense was like a stone in the sea, without any feedback.

In a sense, this wooden sword is indeed unremarkable, and perhaps it really only has commemorative value.

"Um!?"

At this moment, Li Mo raised his eyebrows and noticed that there was a figure sitting cross-legged under the altar. His clothes were stiff and windless, but he looked a little familiar.

"Li Mo...you actually brought this trash here?"

Suddenly, the man spoke. He stood up slowly and turned around. A familiar face came into view.

"Qin Longhu!?"

Li Mo's eyes darkened slightly. He didn't like meeting people from the Tianshi Mansion at this time, especially this annoying guy in front of him.

Especially after he heard about this person's relationship with the seventeenth prince from Xia Chanming.

"Qin Longhu..."

Tang Sanbai saw the person clearly, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

He could never forget that on the barren mountain that day, it was this man who killed the tortoise, snake, demon and ghost, leaving him in a desperate situation and almost perishing.

He could never forget the feeling of being stepped on in the mud.

"Did you bring this piece of trash here to slay the Demon Sword!?"

Qin Longhu's eyes squinted as he looked at the wooden sword standing on the altar behind him. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, revealing a hint of sneer.

"Just because you want to get your hands on the Patriarch's sword and understand its secrets?"

"Little Zamao... your scar has healed and you have forgotten the pain. Your skin is itchy, right?"

Li Mo shouted coldly, not bothering to talk nonsense with him, so he took action to suppress him.

The last time was because the Third Heavenly Master suddenly took action. Otherwise, Qin Longhu would still be standing here talking nonsense today.

Buzz…

However, at this moment, a long and gentle chant echoed through the deep ancient palace.

Li Mo suddenly raised his head and saw that the wooden sword inserted across the altar actually moved. The faint sword intention came out from the mottled sword body, and the ripples spread like ripples, sweeping through the entire Demon-Conquering Hall. .

"The Demon Sword... you... you have figured out the secret of it." Tang Sanbai cried out.

"The dragon and the tiger hold the elixir, the gods and humans are mysterious... I have the posture of a heavenly master to realize the Tao, and I am destined to be destined."

Qin Longhu's expression was indifferent, but his eyes were filled with a look of arrogance as noble as heaven.

As those careless words fell, the ancient Demon Sword finally fell on Qin Longhu, and a supreme power instantly filled his body.

"This is really the worst thing that can't be worse..."

Li Mo's eyes suddenly sank, and he subconsciously moved his sword in front of Tang Sanbai. He could feel that this ordinary wooden sword had become different again.

The aura emanating from this sword became stronger and stronger, making Li Mo feel a little heavy.

Rumble...

The power of the Demon Sword continues to rise, the fluctuations are like a surge of rage, and the heavy sound is like thunder.

At this moment, the weathered cracks on it continued to spread, as if the sword could no longer withstand this great power.

Bang bang bang...

Finally, there were violent explosions, and the ancient Demon Sword suddenly exploded and turned into pieces of wood and dust, floating down.

"Broken!?" Li Mo was stunned.

He never expected that the magic sword left by the founder of Tianshi Mansion would be broken into a pile of dregs just after it was awakened.

"That's really too early to be complacent."

The corners of Li Mo's mouth raised, and he just wanted to laugh twice.

Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong. Qin Longhu held a ball of golden light in his hand, which was shining brightly.

The next moment, the golden light illuminated the void, and two lines of ancient seal characters appeared.

The demon appeared in the Demon-Conquering Hall, and he slew the demon with the Demon Sword.

Buzz…

Those two lines of ancient characters were like mysterious talismans, blooming with strange brilliance. Wherever they touched, darkness retreated, instantly covering the entire Demon Subduing Temple.

"Ahhhh..."

At this moment, Tang Sanbai let out a shrill roar.

Li Mo turned around and looked around. A strong demonic aura could no longer be suppressed. It burst out from his body, like smoke and clouds, and filled the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Sanbai held his head and let out a low cry of pain.

His body gradually changed, with a huge turtle shell emerging from behind, and a black python body wrapped around his waist.

"Brother Li..."

Tang Sanbai screamed in pain, chanting Li Mo's name, which seemed to be his last life-saving straw.

"It turns out that you have turned into a demon a long time ago... How sad... the descendant of the best demon hunter in the world has already turned into a demon..."

Qin Longhu looked at the two lines of ancient characters in the air and couldn't help but sneered: "Master Patriarch is indeed a god. He knew that there would be monsters like you in the future generations of Tianshi Mansion, so he asked me to kill them with the talisman. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Longhu raised the ball of golden light in his hand.

At this moment, Li Mo discovered that there was actually a golden ancient talisman hidden in the Demon Sword, which was written by a heavenly master. It was so powerful that it was earth-shattering.

"Festival!"

Qin Longhu shouted lowly, and the mysterious Heavenly Master Talisman's Xuanguang glowed.

In an instant, the entire Demon Subduing Temple trembled, and the overwhelming light was like real fire hunting, filling every corner in an instant.

At this moment, the huge demon-suppressing temple was like a furnace. The power of the talisman came and turned into purgatory, intending to burn out all the evil spirits.

"Ahhh...it hurts me to death..."

Tang Sanbai roared in pain, that terrifying real fire had unimaginable destructive power for him.

The demonic energy in his body was burning and refining every moment.

These evil spirits were drawn away and burned one by one, just like the flesh and blood on his body.

Such pain is comparable to peeling skin and cramping, cutting flesh and removing bones.

"town."

Li Mo's complexion changed slightly, and he hurried forward. He activated his thunder method and transformed the will of the gods into the sky, trying to calm down the rolling real fire.

boom……

The bright lightning had just risen in Li Mo's palm, and was engulfed by the billowing true fire.

This kind of power does not target humans, it seems to only target demons and ghosts.

The demonized Tang Sanbai became the only victim in this "furnace".

"Li Mo...it's useless. This is the talisman left by the ancestor. Unless you have extraordinary power, you can only watch him die in front of you."

Qin Longhu's voice came from outside the real fire, with a hint of ridicule.

At this moment, he already had the courage and calmness to control everything.

Sure enough, just as he said, Tang Sanbai was completely transformed into a demon, with tortoise shells on his body and giant python entrenched in his body. He looked like a demon completely.

In this true fire, all evil spirits will reveal their true colors.

His aura became weaker and weaker under the refinement of the real fire, and the demonic aura in his body had long since dissipated. Now there is only his last breath left, like a candle in the wind, he will be buried here at any time.

"I can't die here...I can't die here..."

At this moment, Tang Sanbai let out an unyielding roar. He stood up tremblingly despite the real fire. With his palm like a knife, he suddenly cut off the giant python wrapped around him, and scarlet blood rushed out instantly. come out.

"You're crazy..."

Li Mo's expression changed slightly, Tang Sanbai's behavior was like self-mutilation.

"Whether it's a human or a demon...I can't die here..."

Tang Sanbai's eyes glowed with a different kind of brilliance. At this moment of farewell, Li Mo discovered that this dull boy had a stubbornness and perseverance that ordinary people could not imagine.

"well……"

"Perhaps this is the last hope..."

Li Mo sighed softly and walked in front of Tang Sanbai. For a demonized human being, this was his first time to let go, so he didn't have any confidence.

"Life and death are determined by fate... I hope God will have a good life!!!"

As he spoke, with Tang Sanbai's shocked and confused eyes, Li Mo gently pushed out his right hand and slapped it on Tang Sanbai's heavenly spirit.

boom……

Suddenly, Tang Sanbai felt dizzy, and his life was flashing before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

That last breath is like a blown out candle, eventually turning into a wisp of smoke and drifting away.

Buzz…

At this moment, a golden light fell, breaking through the sky of the night and eclipsing the stars.

Release turtles, snakes, demons and ghosts, awaken the skill [Zhen Wu Xuan Gong]...