The founder of all religions

The great dream has given birth to mystical power forever, shocking the world and spreading it through two channels.

Reborn in the mortal world and defeated forever, no one can compete in nightmares.

"Nightmare!?" Old Demon Panpo turned his remaining head, showing doubts.

In his opinion, the "Beautiful Dream Chapter" of the Great Dream's Eternal Art is already shocking, shocking the past and the present, entering the world of dreams, transforming into living beings, doing whatever you want, and depriving everything.

This is a dream that everyone dreams of. Once you enter the dream, you will feel as if you are at great ease, using all living beings as your resources, and turning the imaginary into the real. This is the real way to cultivate the true through falsehood.

This alone can establish a sect that spans ancient and modern times.

However, Bai-Eyed Demon Lord said that such a heaven-defying and terrifying method is just one of the [Great Dream Eternal Art].

"Nightmare? What is that?" Old Devil Pan Po couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know for sure...I undoubtedly got a glimpse of these secrets from a large tomb in Huangqiu."

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord said solemnly: "Since ancient times, only the [Beautiful Dream Chapter] of this lineage has been passed down to the world. They are very secretive about the cultivation method of the [Nightmare Chapter] and even regard it as a formidable enemy..."

"According to records, in the ancient years, the descendants of the Dream Chapter have searched the human world many times in an attempt to burn down the practice method of the [Nightmare Chapter] and completely destroy it..."

Having said this, the cold eyes of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord slightly condensed: "They seem to be extremely jealous of [Nightmare Chapter], even fearful..."

"Is it possible..." Pan Po Lao Mo's heart moved slightly, thoughtfully.

"I guess the method of the nightmare lineage is the nemesis of the sweet dream lineage..." the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord said solemnly.

"It's a pity that throughout the ages, few people have practiced the [Nightmare Chapter]. Even in the [Great Dream Eternal Skill], this chapter is extremely mysterious, unpredictable and extraordinary... It is a great blessing to be able to observe it. If you practice It’s even more unimaginable…”

"So, since ancient times, only the line of beautiful dreams has been passed down endlessly, but they have never been able to completely destroy the nightmare chapter of the most hidden god." The cold eyes of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord flashed with desire.

"This technique is really evil..." Old Demon Pan Po sighed quietly.

"Just like destiny, if one method succeeds, another method will fail. This is a destiny..."

The mountain breeze was blowing, blowing the Taoist robes of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord. He stared coldly at the vast night with deep eyes.

"Throughout the ages, there is only one person who can truly master the two great chapters and combine the great dream's eternal achievements."

"Only in that person can nightmares and dreams coexist."

Speaking of this, a look of respect and awe could not help but appear on the face of the powerful Bai-Eyed Demon Lord.

"Brother Baiyan is right..."

"One of the members of Xia Shang Zhou... I only know one name." The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord said solemnly.

"His name is Meng Xuanji!!!"

"Since this method came into being, he is the only one who can truly be called the master of the dream."

"Dream Lord, Dream Secret!" Old Demon Pan Po was slightly moved.

"Xia, Shang and Zhou... it's unimaginable, that's the most terrifying force in history..." the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord murmured.

Nearly a thousand years ago, Shenzong came into being, claiming to be invincible and unparalleled in the world. However, the [Xia, Shang and Zhou] he created was even more rare in history.

This force, which existed as briefly as a meteor, gathered together the most terrifying creations of the Zhong Ling of that era, and networked all the beings who could become Taoist ancestors in future generations...

Li Chenxian, the first generation master of the Xuantian Pavilion, Han Qi, the first generation master of the Ling Sect, the founder of the Sword God Guild, the founder of the Justice Bookstore, the Dream Master Meng Xuanji... these extraordinary figures are all members of [Xia, Shang and Zhou].

It is no exaggeration to say that even Xuantian Pavilion, which is now known as the state religion of Daqian, is dwarfed by [Xia, Shang and Zhou].

After all, Xuantian Pavilion was built on the foundation after the dissolution of [Xia, Shang and Zhou].

Over the years, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord has also discovered many records about the [Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties] in many large tombs in Huangqiu, and he has become more and more aware of the horror of this mysterious force.

That is the power enough to sweep the world, absolute crushing, absolute violence, absolute dominance...

The people there are all monsters. It's no wonder that Shenzong can destroy the world and become the master of the world.

"Brother with hundred eyes..."

At this moment, Pan Po Lao Mo's voice brought the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord back from his thoughts.

"how?"

"Do you mean that Gu Changan inherited the [Nightmare Chapter] of the Great Dream's Eternal Skill?" Old Demon Pan Po asked suspiciously.

The figure of Gu Changan, a sickly ghost, appeared in his mind. He had thick dark circles in his eyes and looked like he might die suddenly at any time. It was really difficult to associate him with such a terrible inheritance.

"good……"

The Bai-Eyed Demon Lord took a deep look at Pan Po Old Demon, lowered his voice and said: "He is a treasure...but I can't touch him until I find out his true and false nature."

"So...brother, the young master you are talking about is nothing at all..."

"Gu Changan is the biggest treasure hidden in Qingchan City... If I get the inheritance of the Great Dream Eternal Art [Nightmare Chapter]... all the masters in the world will have a place for me... By then, there will be more treasures in Mang Mountain. A demon lord."

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord grinned, his cold eyes filled with deep desire and expectation.

"I see."

Panpo Laomo was thoughtful, he lowered his head, and an unnoticeable look of greed flashed across his face.

"Brother, you go back for the time being and hold back... When I get the secret of [Nightmare], I will naturally avenge you and wash out the Green Toad City with blood... At that time, I will capture the young human master alive and let him go wherever he wants. You handle it."

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord grinned and laughed coldly.

"In that case, I'd like to thank you first." Pan Po Lao Mo quickly bowed and thanked me.

"In this case, I will go back to my hometown first and monitor Gu... the movements in Qingchan City..."

"Well, you go ahead."

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord waved his sleeves and robes and watched the old demon Pan Po disappear into the vast night.

"Brother Pan Po... demons and ghosts are the most greedy... Just go for a dip in the water first and try the depth."

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord chuckled, his body shook, and a long behemoth stood out from the thick Taoist robes. The densely packed limbs danced in the air. Then, ferocious and terrifying eyes appeared on the slender body. .

He got into the ancient cave, curled up like hibernating, motionless, only the densely packed eyes glowed with a strange and faint luster.

At this moment, a rustling sound came from the ancient cave, and a burst of strange white soil gradually squirmed, spreading towards the huge body, gradually wrapping around the whole body, nourishing the ferocious beating eyes.

"Hey, when my magic power is fully achieved, everyone in the world can get it."

The night was vast, filled with evil spirit, and the roaring sound of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord sounded faintly, and then became silent again like the tide.

…

At this moment, Qingchan City is five hundred miles north.

The mountains stretch like a dragon entrenched, locking the peaks in the secluded ground.

"The barren hills of Beimang stretch three thousand miles from north to south... This is indeed the appearance of a coiled dragon."

Li Mo looked down from the sky. When he reached the outer perimeter, he did not dare to go deeper. He could only press down and lead Ji Tianting into a deserted valley.

When he was still in Xuantian Pavilion, he had seen relevant information about Beimang Huangqiu.

Among the hundreds of thousands of desolate hills, there are no monsters and ghosts, and even big monsters are common.

They all belong to [Beishi Xuanzhang]. Under the control of this demon fairy, even the strong men of Xuantian Pavilion dare not go deep into them rashly.

Li Mo still had some unpleasant experiences with [Beisha Xuanzhang], and he didn't want to be too ostentatious to attract the attention of this demon immortal.

"Master, there are more graves here than in the eastern suburbs."

Ji Tiantiao just fell down and glanced at it, and couldn't help but sigh.

His technique is the most special, absorbing the essence of the sun, cultivating the mysterious eyes, generating light and insight, and seeing through reality and reality.

Although this place is surrounded by mountains, with undulating hills and overlapping rocks, it is extremely transparent in Ji Tianwei's eyes. He can vaguely see the aura of tombs permeating the sky, the intersection of mysterious evil spirits, and even the auras of demons and ghosts hidden in the mountains.

"The [Pleiades Sword Sutra] you cultivated is based on the power of the pure Yang of the Great Sun. It is most sensitive to the mysterious evil of Taiyin... That's why I brought you here." Li Mo said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, Master really led me in the right direction... This place is just right for me to practice my skills."

Ji Tian grinned, with a different kind of sparkle in his eyes.

When Li Mo heard this, he knew the key to it. He himself also practiced [Pleiades Sword Sutra], and his eyes were filled with sword energy. In addition, in recent days, he also practiced [Zhenwu Xuan Gong], and he knew the changes of yin and yang. road.

The so-called yin does not grow alone, yang does not grow alone, yin and yang complement each other, and the great road is the city.

This place where Taiyin and Xuansha meet, is an extremely yin place. Zhengwangji Tian cries the method of pure Yang, and they grow together. Taiyin refines pure Yang.

Thinking of this, Ji Tianwei's body trembled slightly and his head shook violently.

At this moment, a wisp of scarlet blood slowly seeped out from Ji Tianwei's eyebrows, and then, a terrifying aura faintly emanated through the crack between his eyebrows.

Li Mo raised his brows and looked intently, only to see that deep between Ji Tianwei's brows, hidden among the blood and bones, was a black iron rod, like a toothpick, stained with turbid rust.

"It's this thing..."

Li Mo's heart moved slightly. That day, he failed to achieve the [Spirit Realm] and forcibly used the art of reaching the sky. He experienced a mysterious place. It was at that time that Ji Tianwei contaminated the black rust rod and brought it out from there. .

From then on, this black rusty rod seemed to have taken root in his body and could no longer be pulled out.

But Ji Tianwei didn't care. He knew the mystery of this thing. Under the black rust, it seemed to hide extremely terrifying power.

Therefore, he regarded it as a blessing, endured unimaginable pain, and used the "Pleiades Sword Sutra" day and night to absorb the power of the pure yang of the great sun, transform it into sword energy, and refine it repeatedly.

Looking at it today, Li Mo felt that the iron rod seemed a little thinner than before, and the rust on it seemed to have fallen off a little.

Rumble...

At this moment, Ji Tian let out a long roar, and his lower abdomen suddenly deflated, as if the front and back were pressed together. Then, he suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed like a whale.

In an instant, the earth trembled, the vegetation trembled, and the surrounding Taiyin Xuansha Qi swept like a violent wind, hanging upside down from the sky and surging towards his body.

"Little lady, I will try my best to help you later, and you must repay me with a spring of water."

"Dead ghost, I have turned into bones, how can I repay you with a spring of water?"

"Hehe... Being skinny also has the fun of being skinny..."

At this moment, in a tomb, in a decaying coffin, two bones were entangled together.

Bang bang bang...

Violent sound suddenly erupted, the tomb was shattered, the coffin was shaken, and the two white bones were instantly annihilated in the cold demonic energy, turning into the purest Taiyin Xuansha energy, soaring into the sky, and melting into the surging demonic energy. In the whirlpool.

Rumble...

Under the vast moonlight, in the desolate deep valley, the pituitary cloud gathered Xuanyin, like an evil dragon, pouring into Ji Tianwei's body.

The veins all over his body appeared, glowing with green and black color, the lunar yin was strong, and the ground around him gradually began to freeze.

"As expected of Beimang Barren Hills, the energy of Taiyin is so rich..."

Li Mo's eyes darkened slightly, showing a thoughtful look.

Ordinary people can't even get close to such a strong Taiyin Xuansha energy. If you walk around here, your life will be at risk. Even if you survive, you will be seriously ill when you return. Not only that, even future generations will be seriously ill. There will be continuous misfortune and continuous decline.

No wonder it is said that the Hundred Thousand Barren Hills of Beimang are a breeding ground for demons and ghosts. The environment here is naturally suitable for breeding demons and ghosts. The so-called millions of demon cultivators are probably not lies.

However, what is said in [Zhenwu Xuan Gong] is right. If only Yin does not grow, Yang cannot give birth. Although such strong Taiyin energy can breed demons and ghosts, it will not last long. If you want to set foot on a higher realm, you must have another good fortune. and chance.

"Beisha Xuanzhang was able to attain the rank of Demon Immortal in a place like this... It's simply unbelievable." Li Mo muttered in his heart.

Rumble…

At this time, Ji Tianxiu activated the [Pleiades Sword Sutra], and the large amount of lunar energy absorbed in the body began to gradually transform into pure yang power.

A strong vitality burst out from his body, as if the sun was rising and the morning light was shining.

Buzz…

Suddenly, two bright golden lights burst out from Ji Tianwei's eyes, like the sun shining brightly and as eternal as ever.

At the same time, the mysterious black rusty rod at the center of the eyebrow was also affected. The golden light was sharpened and vibrating, and it was vibrating thousands of times with every breath.

The layers of golden light gradually penetrated into the black rust rod, and the rust stains on it gradually fell off at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It really works."

Li Mo couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this. This place was indeed suitable for Ji Tianwei's practice. At this rate, it wouldn't take long before he could completely refine this black rusty rod and be reborn. By then, maybe Ji Tianwei would be able to practice. You can completely control this mysterious iron rod and turn it into your own use.

"Perhaps we can create an amazing treasure!!"

Li Mo's heart moved slightly, looking at the golden light that penetrated the sky like the morning sun, he couldn't help but feel expectant.

Dang...dang...dang...

At this moment, a blur of bells sounded in the empty valley. Li Mo subconsciously looked up and saw a young man carrying a broken bell behind him in the deep mountains. His eyes were like stars and his hair was like a waterfall. Lying on top of a huge boulder, he stared obsessively at the brilliance soaring into the sky.

"It's so bright..." The young man grinned and murmured softly.