The founder of all religions

The night is as cool as water and the moon is as bright as silver.

In the quiet courtyard, the middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples and a nine-story building embroidered on the corner of his clothes was looking at Li Mo, looking up and down, like a wanderer wandering the market, boredly observing the passers-by.

"Uncle Ma, you have guests here..."

"An old friend whom I haven't seen for a long time...just happened to be passing by..."

Uncle Ma sighed softly, turned around and walked towards the middle-aged man, sat down unsteadily, and seemed to have no intention of chasing Li Mo away.

"Since we have guests, I'll come back later."

Li Mo said and turned to leave.

"I have known Lao Ma for so many years, but I didn't know there was such a young man beside him..."

At this moment, the middle-aged man spoke: "I was thinking that if you banged one day, it would stink in the house and no one would notice it, and no one would die behind you..."

The man chuckled and joked, his words were very rude, but Uncle Ma didn't care at all.

"Yeah... I'm getting old, and I don't know when these bones will be buried deep in the loess..."

As he spoke, Uncle Ma looked at Li Mo quietly: "At my age, who else would guard an old guy like me and support him until the end of his life..."

"Uncle Ma, what are you talking about? I am still here..."

When Li Mo heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

Uncle Ma was silent for a moment and said nothing, but there was a strange look in his cloudy eyes.

"I will definitely take care of you until the end... Don't tell me... I passed by [Is He Dead] two days ago and I looked at the coffin... The base of iron peach wood, the big lid of gilt and copper, thirty years Anti-corrosion process...Order now and get a 30% discount..."

"If you still have friends who want to die together...the second monument is half price..."

"..."

When Uncle Ma heard this, he glanced unnaturally out of the corner of his eyes, and there was a cold light in his cloudy eyes.

"Haha... Lao Ma, the young man beside you is really filial... so filial..."

"Are you careless when riding a horse!?" Uncle Ma rolled his eyes.

At this point, he paused for a moment and then said: "If there ever comes a day, everything I have will be left to him..."

This simple sentence, I don’t know whether it was meant for Li Mo or the middle-aged man.

Gradually, the smile on the middle-aged man's face gradually faded, and his eyes looking at Li Mo became a little strange and solemn.

"Young man, your ancestral graves are really on fire... Lao Ma has accumulated a lot of wealth." The middle-aged man said with deep meaning.

"Uncle Ma? That pot of old soup!?" Li Mo said subconsciously.

"Lao Tang? Tu..." Something seemed to ring out from the middle-aged man.

"I'll leave that to you too!"

Uncle Ma interrupted the middle-aged man before he could finish speaking.

"Uncle Ma, what's wrong with you today? You're a little frustrated when you talk..." Li Mo couldn't help but noticed something strange.

"Looking at your body, I don't think one of us will give it to the other."

"You brat." Uncle Ma glared at him fiercely: "He's getting more and more unruly."

"Young man, are you from the capital?"

At this moment, the middle-aged man waved and asked.

"Well, uncle...where are you from?" Li Mo nodded.

"My surname is Gong, and I come from the south."

The middle-aged man said casually: "How is the sycamore tree on Zhengyang Street doing? Speaking of which, I haven't been to Beijing for some years..."

As he spoke, a look of reminiscence appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"Zhengyang Street? You mean the sycamore tree in front of the prime minister's door?" Li Mo thought about it.

There is a sycamore tree in front of the gate of Zhao Wuzhou, the first minister of the dynasty and a veteran of the two dynasties. It is said that he planted it himself when he was the prime minister twenty years ago.

Some people say that Zhao Wuzhou received a Taoist's advice that if a parasol tree is planted in front of the door, a phoenix will surely come out of the door, and the mother will honor the world and spread its brilliance to future generations.

"The sycamore tree is so lush, with a crown like a crown, that it has become a scene in the capital." Li Mo asked casually.

"Hehe... The prime minister's door faces west. If there is no phoenix, only a chicken..." The middle-aged man grinned, but his words made Li Mo look strange.

"Um!?"

"Why are you talking nonsense when you're not even drunk?" Uncle Ma said calmly.

"Xiao Li, you can go back now and come over for soup tomorrow morning."

"okay."

Li Mo nodded and was about to leave.

"Young man, I heard that you raised a little fox..."

At this moment, the middle-aged uncle suddenly spoke.

"Yeah." Li Mo was stunned for a moment, thinking it was Uncle Ma who mentioned it.

"I have a pom-pom here. I made it myself. You can play with it. It's best for teasing the fox."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a red pom-pom from his arms, which was knotted into flowers and gilded with silk thread. It was extremely exquisite.

Uncle Ma lowered his eyes and glanced intentionally or unintentionally.

"Uncle, did you make this?" Li Mo couldn't help but show a strange look as he took the pompom.

A grown man with such skills! ?

"A man... must have some hobbies... I like to do some work on weekdays, such as carpentry, stone carving, and female celebrities... I am good at some of them..."

The middle-aged man seemed rugged, masculine and powerful, but unexpectedly, he was full of ingenuity.

"Of course, what I am best at is paper-cutting... If you are interested, I can teach you..."

"Let's change it to another day..."

Li Mo smiled awkwardly, but he was not interested in this aspect at all.

"That's such a shame."

"I would like to thank uncle on behalf of our fox."

As he spoke, Li Mo put the exquisite pom-pom in his arms and stood up to say goodbye.

At this moment, only the middle-aged uncle and Uncle Ma were left in the quiet little courtyard.

"Li Mo... This young man's surname is also Li... What is his origin that makes you want to leave everything to him!?"

Finally, the middle-aged uncle spoke.

"Gong Weisheng... I invited you here to repay a debt of gratitude, not to ask you to make blind inquiries..."

Uncle Ma murmured softly: "I'm old, I'm afraid I won't live long... What you owe me should still be with him."

"Are you really so decisive?" Gong Weisheng raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice.

"good……"

Uncle Ma slowly stood up and said with great determination.

"Do you know what this means!?"

"Know……"

Uncle Ma's eyes were focused like a thread, looking at the closed courtyard door.

"Next time he returns to the capital, he will be the new cauldron master and rank among the nine great ones."

As he spoke, Uncle Ma grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and turned his head to look at the middle-aged uncle beside him.

"Whether he can achieve this kind of fortune depends on you."

"Old Ma, don't talk so eloquently... That's the tripod of Xia, Shang and Zhou..." Gong Weisheng said calmly.

"Others can't do it, but you can...after all, you are the eight great demons in the world..."

"Master of the Pagoda!"

The indifferent voice is like a stream of autumn water, which melts in the moonlit night. The ripples spread and gradually become silent.

…

The following days were uneventful.

In addition to practicing and comprehending the [Holy Embryo Realm], Li Mo drank soup every day and occasionally went to the Yamen to take care of things.

Uncle Ma settled down and had no intention of leaving the hospital again. As for the middle-aged uncle named Gong, Li Mo never saw him again after that night.

In addition, after Xie Pipa and Xia Chanming left, there was no news for several days.

This made Li Mo feel vaguely uneasy.

On this day, Li Mo took Zhu Ganghe and went to Ailao Mountain in person.

"Master, Scorpion's methods are not weak, and he is a great demon, so there shouldn't be any surprises."

On the way, Zhu Gangxi couldn't help but said.

He has seen the method of unblocking Pipa before. The bloodline of the Nine Poison Ancient Scorpion has been cultivated to the extreme, and the rotten poison is difficult to break.

On that day, Zhu Ganghe suffered a big loss. Later, Xie Pipa even awakened the [Great Demonic Power of the Plague Department] and improved his cultivation to a level that was beyond comparison.

With such high strength, if you look at Beimang Shiwan Desolate Hills, you can be considered a master.

"It's hard to say..." Li Mo shook his head.

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world...Although the great demon is already rare in the world...but in this deserted hill in Beimang, there must be masters who can defeat her..."

In the barren hills of Beimang, even beings like [Beishi Xuanzhang] can be raised, so what does it mean to just solve the pipa! ?

Not to mention other things, I am afraid that even the mysterious [Young Corpse Master] can subdue him.

"We're here...that's Ailao Mountain!"

In the vast darkness of night, when the clouds and mist in the sky broke through, a mountain appeared in front of us. It was scattered in heights and undulations. From a bird's eye view, it looked like a cage, filled with sorrow and a sinister look.

"Ailao Mountain, the place where Shenzong was in danger, the place where demons were subdued and apes were subjugated..."

Li Mo took Zhugang Hyena and fell directly into Ailao Mountain.

As soon as Fang landed on the ground, a strange feeling arose in Li Mo's heart, as if the air around him had become thinner, which made people extremely depressed and his thoughts became unruly.

"Master, this is a dangerous place..."

Zhu Ganghei also noticed something was wrong. The sky has its own weather, people are popular, and the mountains have their atmosphere...

The weather in Ailao Mountain is full of dangers. If ordinary people enter this mountain, they will most likely get lost and find it difficult to get out. They will be trapped here and end up dying.

If the ancestors are buried in the mountains, at least the family property will be ruined, and at worst, the family will be destroyed. After three generations, the incense will be cut off, which is a real desolation.

Even if a monk lives here for a long time, his thoughts will not be clear, his cultivation will be stagnant, and it will be difficult to move forward. What's more, his cultivation will regress and he will fall into decline.

"This place is inherently evil...the place where the True Dragon Lord is in danger...is naturally ominous." Li Mo said in a deep voice.

The aura of Ailao Mountain made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Gu Chang'an once said that the origin of the demonic ape was unpredictable back then. There is something hidden in this mountain, reflecting the future. There is no past, and the inner demons are intertwined with each other. It is hidden from nature. It is really mysterious and cannot be deduced by common sense.

"Little Scorpion should be here."

Li Mo's spiritual awareness was as vast as the ocean, and the waves started and spread out.

Originally, with his level, every plant and tree in Ailao Mountain should be within his awareness.

However, if the entire Ailao Mountain is compared to a vast ocean, Li Mo's spiritual sense is like a wave. There are dense rocks hidden in this vast ocean, which actually block all the spreading waves.

"There is indeed something wrong with this mountain... No wonder no demons have occupied it and opened caves for so many years."

Gu Changan said that Ailao Mountain was a bit unlucky because a demon monkey was killed there, which aroused fear, so there were no demons occupying the mountain as king.

Now it seems that is not the case.

"Master, how about I carve this mountain open!?"

At this moment, Zhu Ganghe's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he called out the Shangbao Qin Golden Rake. He used the "Northern Emperor Shangyuan Tianpeng Great Divine Curse" to practice it day and night, and he was already connected with this treasure, and they were indistinguishable from each other.

With Zhu Ganghe's current ability, no matter how dangerous Ailao Mountain is, he can still blast it away with this rake.

"It's better to be conservative...I always feel that this mountain hides something..."

Li Mo shook his head and rejected Zhu Ganghe's proposal. He even withdrew his spiritual sense and got up and went deep into the mountain.

"There are a few little demons..."

On the rugged mountain road, Li Mo discovered that Ailao Mountain was not cut off from all dharma. There were wisps of demonic energy hidden in many dark caves. It was obvious that these little things had become spirits and demons in the mountain, but their cultivation was not high. .

"There is a long worm that is about to step into the spirit demon." Zhu Ganghe noticed the most powerful existence among these demons and ghosts.

Spirit demons are equivalent to the realm of human spirit breath.

"Being able to cultivate into a spirit demon in Ailao Mountain is not something that can be achieved by ordinary opportunities... If that long worm really succeeds, its future achievements may be a bit unpredictable."

Li Mo said casually, but didn't pay attention.

At his level, where the void has become a reality, let alone that long insect that has not yet stepped into the spirit demon, even if it is really called a spirit demon, it is of no importance in front of him.

"It's getting foggy……"

Suddenly, heavy fog surged on the rugged and narrow mountain road, as if thick smoke dispersed.

"Old pig, follow closely..."

Li Mo turned around and was about to say something, but there was nothing behind him, except for the trace of Zhu Gangmane.

"Old pig...Old pig..."

Li Mo raised his eyebrows and called out twice more using the Thunder Sound Technique, but there was no response at all.

Not only that, he was in the empty mountain, roaring like thunder, but there was no response at all, as if the stone had sunk into the sea, becoming silent.

Buzz…

As soon as Li Mo raised his hand, his body shook, and there was no trace of void floating around him.

"What the hell!?" Li Mo's expression changed slightly.

He has mastered True Breath and stepped into the realm of void. It stands to reason that he can control the void around him.

But right now, the space he is in seems to have disappeared, never existed at all, and naturally cannot be controlled.

"The world is vast and full of wonders... Maybe there is a hint of heaven in Ailao Mountain. It is outside independent time and is not in the void. There is no past, no present, and no future..."

Gu Changan's words that day echoed in Li Mo's mind.

Perhaps, it was because of this hint of heaven that more than nine hundred years ago, the demon ape was able to reflect the future, hear with six ears, transform into the inner demon, and enter the supreme demon realm.

"It's really strange... Maybe there really is a special time and space in Ailao Mountain..."

Li Mo was thoughtful, he subconsciously walked into the fog, and suddenly the surroundings became blurry and dim, as if he was in the sky, the sun, the moon, the stars, the mountains and the sea...all disappeared.

In this purest and most primitive universe, all dharmas stand still and all phenomena become empty.

Rumble…

Suddenly, in the chaos, a void figure loomed, like a world-shattering ship, shattering the ages, crashing through the endless heaven and earth, and traversing the world.

"That's..." Li Mo's eyes widened.

In a daze, the huge shadow seemed to be a monument. In this strange time and space, everything was gone.

Even the chaotic way of heaven cannot be manifested and cannot be understood. The way is originally nameless and cannot be named.

Only this monument stands forever, immortal and immortal.

Li Mo was trembling all over, as if he had exhausted all his sublimated life. Only then could he see clearly that two ancient seal scripts were vaguely engraved on the monument:

So great! ! !