The founder of all religions

In the evening, east of Qingchan City.

After wandering around for a long time, Chen Wangdu rented two courtyards, which were much more spacious than Li Mo's courtyard at the foot of the tomb hill in the eastern suburbs.

The annual rent is only twenty taels of silver. This amount of money can't even rent a toilet in the capital.

"Sir, this Gu Chang'an has been the head of Xuantian Pavilion in Qingchan Mountain for two years. During his reign, Qingchan Mountain has been able to live and work in peace and contentment..."

In the small courtyard, Chen Wangdu mentioned the Qingchanshan City Hall.

"He is a modest and good-natured man who does not offend anyone... He is a bit undisciplined in his work... He has hardly done anything in the past two years in Qingchan City..."

"It is said that he is not in good health and his strength is average."

Speaking of this, Chen Wangdu raised his eyes and looked at Li Mo.

"There doesn't seem to be anything special about this guy."

"Nothing special?" Li Mo thought thoughtfully.

"The location of Qingchan Mountain is special. To the north are the hundreds of thousands of barren hills of Mang Mountain. From south to north, there are three religions and nine streams, and demons and ghosts are rampant... He has been here as a family for two years, and he actually lives and works in peace and contentment... This is very special in itself."

"My lord, what you mean is..."

"I always feel that this person is a little strange, and the aura on his body is quite familiar." Li Mo said in a deep voice.

"Where did he hang out before?" Li Mo asked.

After all, Chen Wangdu had been in the capital for many years, and he had many channels and methods of information hidden in his hands.

Because of this, Li Mo felt relieved to leave many things to him.

"Perhaps your guess is good...I haven't found any information about Gu Changan before he came to Qingchan Mountain."

"So... everything about this person two years ago was blank?"

"That's it for the time being. I will find out as soon as possible." Chen Wangdu said calmly.

"There's no need to worry, I'm just asking casually." Li Mo waved his hand.

"By the way, Lao Chen, have you found out about Qingping Mountain?"

This is what Li Mo cares about most.

Now that he was demoted, he wanted to return to the capital, firstly to improve his strength, and secondly, to establish great achievements, or to gain enough support to make the "masters" in the capital fearful.

Regarding the latter, Li Mo had just arrived and had no clue yet.

But there is no time to waste in improving your strength.

Now, Li Mo has entered the [Pulse Miao Realm] and cultivated out of the spiritual realm. The next step is to break through the spiritual breath, use the false to cultivate, and step into the true breath.

Inner breath, spiritual breath, and true breath, these are the three great realms of practice.

Corresponds to spiritual roots, spiritual seedlings, and spiritual trees.

After the spiritual seedling crosses over to the spiritual tree, it is the fifth level of spiritual breath, and "veins" are born. The more veins, the stronger the vitality, and the stronger the spiritual tree that grows.

Now, Li Mo's spiritual seedling has just grown "veins", which can be regarded as the cultivation level of [One Pulse Realm].

However, his veins are larger, thicker and longer than the veins of ordinary spiritual masters.

Therefore, it is obviously impossible for him to break through again in a short period of time.

But Qingping Mountain hides a great opportunity, related to the growth of Jiebian.

The Blue Sky Avenue is like duckweed. Such creation is unimaginable. Once it is obtained by Jiebian, it will undergo incredible changes.

You must know that the cutting blade is now a top-grade spiritual weapon. It can easily kill the peak master of spiritual breath with just one thought. If it goes one step further, Li Mo himself will gain huge benefits.

Therefore, Li Mo wants to go further in a short period of time, hoping to be in Qingping Mountain.

"Sir, Qingping Mountain is just a barren mountain, there is nothing special about it." Chen Wangdu said.

After all, Qingping Mountain has some origins. According to estimated records, it is a mountain formed by a huge stone from the sky that fell to the earth.

It's just that over the years, it has been deserted and dilapidated, with no aura. Many experts have inspected it, but they haven't found anything special, and gradually no one cares about it.

Chen Wangdu didn't quite understand why Li Mo asked about this mountain, but as the best and most capable subordinate, he didn't ask any more questions and just talked about it.

"Qingping Mountain is in the far north of Liangzhou. If you want to get there, you must pass Mang Mountain."

"Beimang Huangqiu...that's the territory of Bei Sha Xuanzhang." Li Mo frowned.

At the foot of Beimang Mountain, there are hundreds of thousands of barren hills, and countless ancestors turned into tombs.

That was the arrival of one of the Eight Great Demonic Immortals in the World [Beishi Xuanzhang]. Ordinary experts, whether human or monk, had to take a detour. Who would dare to step in easily?

"Can't you fly over?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Bei Mang Mountain is a natural barrier. Let alone flying over it, I'm afraid even a master who has mastered True Breath will not be able to jump over it with the help of the void." Chen Wangdu replied.

"It's troublesome, how about going around?" Li Mo thought for a while.

"I'm afraid it won't work. The terrain of Mang Mountain is somewhat special. It looks like a coiled dragon. There are more than 800 hills of various sizes around it. Almost all of them are under its "dragon body"...it can't be bypassed."

In the ancient times, Beimang Barren Hill was originally a dragon vein, and it was a true dragon vein. However, as the years changed, the stars changed.

The dragon energy of this dragon vein has gradually shifted, but even so, it is still a geomantic treasure that is hard to find in the world.

Therefore, before the founding of Daqian, the first choice place for the tombs of many wealthy families and nobles was Beimang Mountain.

Because of this, it took thousands of years to create the beautiful scenery of hundreds of thousands of barren hills.

This is a breeding ground for demons and ghosts and a paradise for tomb robbers.

"We can't discuss it with Beisha Xuanzhang..." Li Mo thought thoughtfully.

Back then, Beisha Xuanzhang appeared in Wangxuan City and almost took Li Mo away because of his reputation as the successor of Black Sword. If Boss Bai hadn't taken action, Li Mo might have died in Shiwan Huangqiu.

Not to mention that later in the Xuantian Competition, he also killed Jiang Chen from Martial Arts Mountain.

Really speaking, Jiang Chen and Beisha Xuanzhang still have the status of master and disciple.

"Fortunately, this old demon won't come out easily." Li Mo completely gave up the idea of ​​coming to the door.

He also didn't know what kind of unscrupulous thing Heijian had done. Three hundred years later, it still made the demon immortal in this world still think about it, and incidentally, it also implicated him.

"It seems we have to take a long-term approach."

Li Mo was distracted for a moment and couldn't think of a better way for the time being, so he simply didn't care about it for now.

"Sir, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Old Chen, there are many rooms in this courtyard, please choose one."

"Your Majesty, you are so kind. I will stay in the official residence of Xuantian Pavilion so that I can integrate in earlier and help you take care of everything here."

Chen Wangdu was indeed thinking about Li Mo.

"Old Chen, you are interested."

Li Mo nodded, flicked his index finger, and a wisp of white lightning instantly penetrated into Chen Wangdu's mouth like a small snake.

The latter's body shook, and the next moment, a look of shock and ecstasy appeared on his originally calm face.

"Keep it in check, it should be enough for you to digest for a while." Li Mo chuckled.

This thunder light is the essence of the thunder method that he extracted from the "Jiutian Yingyuan Leibu Sutra" with the help of Biyou Julei Pond. It is specially blended with the Yin and Yang of "Zhenwu Xuan Gong" and contains alchemy talismans. , endless mysteries.

If Chen Wangdu could digest it completely, he would definitely be able to activate his limbs and bones, reconnect his internal organs, and it would be possible to reach the pinnacle of spiritual energy in the future.

"Thank you, sir."

Chen Wangdu held his fists and bowed deeply. With his qualifications and age, it was already a miracle that he could reach the third level of spiritual breath [Shangmiao Realm] in this life.

But Li Mo gave him hope and the hope of reaching the peak of spiritual breath.

At this moment, Chen Wangdu truly felt that his decision to follow Li Mo and leave the capital was extremely correct.

"My lord's methods are becoming more and more unpredictable. One day, he will definitely return to the capital."

Chen Wangdu felt extremely confident.

When he went to Longyuan Mansion to select disciples from various major sects, Li Mo was still a fledgling boy with only inner breath cultivation.

This is only two or three years of work.

Today, Li Mo is no longer the same as before. Wherever he stands, even he can only look up.

"It's getting late, you go ahead."

"I will never let you down." Chen Wangdu bowed again and respectfully left the courtyard.

"Old Chen is quite a good person." Li Mo chuckled.

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning melted under his feet, billowing like boiling water and spreading throughout the entire courtyard in an instant.

The Celestial Master's Lei Pond was refined by the true method of the Lei Department and absorbed the essence of the Ancestral Lei Pond.

This is the core of [Biyouju]. When Li Mo left the capital, he naturally had to take this treasure with him.

It is no exaggeration to say that the potential of this treasure is not under the cut edge at all.

At this moment, Li Mo integrated this thunder pond into the new residence, and [Biyou Residence] was truly set up camp in Qingchan City.

Rumble…

The ripples of thunder and water contain the power of destruction, and together with the method of nurturing and regenerating vitality, it has been a method of cultivation by gods and humans throughout the ages, a method of combining life and death.

Especially after Li Mo mastered [Zhenwu Xuan Gong], the yin and yang were reconciled, and the sacrifice and refining were integrated, making the potential of this thunder pool even greater, and its power increasing day by day.

"It would be great if we could draw on the power of Zulei Pond again."

Li Mo missed Baqian Taoist and Yan Zixia again. If he could enter the treasure land of Tianshi Mansion again and absorb the essence of the ancestral thunder pool, he would definitely be able to upgrade the thunder pool in Biyouju to the first-level thunder pool.

You know, there are so many benefits to this treasure. It not only integrates offense and defense, but the most important thing is to practice in it. The speed can be doubled, and even the ability to comprehend can be greatly improved.

In ancient times, once many monks got into a bottleneck and went crazy, they would actively look for lightning strikes. The effect was not as good as that of thunder pools, and even a little carelessness could cost their lives.

"I have to find some treasure to feed this thunder pool..." Li Mo thought thoughtfully.

This thunder pool has great potential, just like humans, it can use external forces to enhance its power.

Just like the Ancestral Thunder Pond in the Tianshi Mansion, it has absorbed many treasures over time.

Rumor has it that when the founder of the Tianshi Mansion forged the Thunder Pond, he also sacrificed powerful demons and human monks.

"Where can I get it? There seem to be the most large tombs here, so I can't..."

As Li Mo thought about it, his mind began to wander.

…

In this way, Li Mo finally settled down in Qingchan Mountain.

Over the past few days, he gradually became familiar with the official affairs of Xuantian Pavilion. It was much more leisurely than the capital city. Occasionally, there were some tasks of catching monsters, which were handled by the group of government guards under his command.

What Lao Chen said about living in peace and contentment is indeed true.

Every day, apart from practicing, Li Mo hangs out with the government guards in the hall.

As for Gu Changan, he does not show up often. He occasionally meets Li Mo, but the dark circles under his eyes are getting darker every time.

In broad daylight, if he didn't know better, Li Mo would have thought it was something that became a spirit, and he was afraid that one day the master of the city hall would really die suddenly.

Other than that, life was much more leisurely.

According to Chen Tiejia, if this continues, Li Mo will definitely not be able to pass the assessment next year.

Can't catch monsters, can't solve cases... What can a low-ranking official do to face the assessment?

Li Mo didn't care much about this. He wanted to cross the barren hills of Beimang and head to Qingping Mountain.

That evening, when it was time to break up, none of the government guards in the library left.

Even Chen Tiejia was not in a hurry to take Li Mo to Yunfeilai Inn.

Li Mo has been curious about the abalone and loach stew for a long time.

"What kind of battle is today?"

"Sir, I have a mission tonight, you can go back and rest first."

"What kind of mission? I'm going to join in the fun." Li Mo was almost sick.

"Set off!"

At this moment, a cold voice came to the front hall.

Li Mo turned around and saw Gu Changan walking out.

This person is even more lazy than Li Mo. He hardly shows up on weekdays, let alone when he is off duty.

However, when all the government guards heard this, they all cheered up, put on their sabers, put on their talismans, and walked out of the government office in a mighty manner.

At this moment, there were carriages waiting outside the gate, with iron boxes placed on them, with runes on the locks, and it was unknown what was inside.

"Brother Li, are you coming with us tonight?"

"I..." Li Mo was stunned for a moment, he didn't even know what he was doing.

"Okay, let you get familiar with it." Gu Changan smiled modestly.

"Let's go."

He gave the order, and the large group of people left the city in a short time and walked a hundred miles north. A barren mountain suddenly appeared. Skeletons and white bones could be seen on the roadside. There were faint phosphorus fires and rippling night. Compared with the eastern suburbs, The barren mountains are even more eerie.

At this moment, all the iron boxes on the carriage began to shake, and there were bursts of crying and roaring sounds coming from inside.

"It's filled with..." Li Mo changed color slightly.

As everyone walked to the top of the mountain, a gloomy wind howled, mixed with a strong smell of blood.

In front of the dark cave entrance, bones were piled up, like a altar. There were actually two candles made of arm bones on both sides. The wax oil looked like it was boiled out of the dead.

"Hey, brother Gu, you are indeed punctual. You come here at this time every month to make offerings."

At this moment, a burst of cold laughter came from the dark hole. In an instant, a strong and terrifying evil spirit came out of the hole like a giant python, almost overturning all the government guards.

Immediately afterwards, in the wild demonic wind, a huge creature came out. Eight of them touched the ground, hanging upside down from silver wires, and made strange crackling sounds all over their bodies.

"spider!"

When Li Mo saw this, his expression suddenly darkened.