The founder of all religions

There are three hundred and sixty holes, and there are demon talents in every hole.

Even though she is as incompetent as Meng Xiaoyu, she still has a skill. Although her cultivation is low, her magic skills are shallow, and her memory is terrible, she is still able to prepare delicious soups.

Because of this, she was valued by the Fire Toad General under [Young Corpse Master] and took her with him.

It has to be said that compared to the good-for-nothing baby back then, Meng Xiaoyu was at least not useless, and he still had sporadic shining points.

"What happened to your master? What happened here just now?" Li Mo asked in a deep voice.

"I...I can't remember...Can...Can you let me think...I have a bad memory..." Meng Xiaoyu cried so hard that she almost begged.

"..."

"You really embarrass the monster." Zhu Ganghe curled his lips and said.

"I'll give you a chance..."

Li Mo raised his eyebrows, but kept his temper and took a deep look at Meng Xiaoyu: "Didn't you say that your craftsmanship is good? Make a delicious meal and think about it while doing it."

"As long as you don't eat me..."

Meng Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, with a look of determination in her sparkling eyes, as if her life and death depended on the next meal.

A bonfire was burning in the mountains, adding a glimmer of light to the hazy night.

It has to be said that Meng Xiaoyu at least did not lie. In terms of cooking skills, she is very professional. She carries a leather bag with her, which contains various pots, bowls and spoons, seasonings, and the only ingredients used...

When cooking, I concentrate even more, forgetting my fears and worries, and showing a faint look of enjoyment...

A thorough explanation of what it means to do a job and love a job.

After a while, the refreshing aroma filled the mountain col, and even Li Mo couldn't help but look at Li Meng Xiaoyu, his appetite aroused.

"How long will it take?" Zhu Gang's nose arched, a little impatient.

"Come...come..."

Meng Xiaoyu was like a cook, bringing dishes one after another to Li Mo and Zhu Gangxi.

“Try this shrimp and pig carcass dish first!”

"Um!?"

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, looked at the dishes on the plate, and couldn't help but said: "Isn't this fried pork slices with shrimps!?"

"That's what it means...it's fried with live shrimp carcasses and wild boar carcasses." Meng Xiaoyu said excitedly.

"..."

Zhu Gang glanced unnaturally out of the corner of his eyes and lowered the hand he just extended.

Meng Xiaoyu didn't seem to be aware of Zhu Ganghe's movements, and turned around to serve another dish.

"This is beef carcass oil and wheat carcasses!"

"Beef fried rice!?" Li Mo asked tentatively.

"Yeah!" Meng Xiaoyu nodded heavily.

"This is a stillbirth of chicken stir-fried with pork carcass oil!"

Meng Xiaoyu hurriedly turned around and served another delicious dish.

“Scrambled eggs in lard!?”

"There is also grinding of bean carcasses to filter secretions."

"Soy milk!?"

"This dish was caught by the passing merchants a few years ago. Before it was eaten, I secretly learned it from them... It is said to be a famous dish in the capital..."

While talking, Meng Xiaoyu served another dish, which was beautifully presented and looked quite elegant.

Before Li Mo could say anything, Meng Xiaoyu started introducing himself.

"This dish is troublesome to make. You have to kill the live duck first, cut off the head, peel off the skeleton, cut the body into slices, and then grind the adult wheat carcass into ashes to make a pie crust and wrap it up." Meng Xiaoyu said with some pride.

"Can't you just go ahead and say roast duck!?"

Zhu Ganghe dropped his chopsticks and lost all appetite.

Li Mo swallowed his saliva and looked at a table of delicious food, without any intention of moving his mouth.

"Didn't you say that you are the best at making soup? Come up and try it." Li Mo put down his chopsticks.

"Hold on."

Meng Xiaoyu turned around, and after a moment he brought a pot with clear soup in it. The wafting hot air was accompanied by a strange aroma. A gentle inhale made the pores of his body open, making him feel indescribably comfortable.

"Sure enough, there is something special about it." Li Mo noticed the specialness of this pot before he tasted it.

"Drinking my soup can make people forget their worries and gain ultimate happiness. Even if they are injured, they can forget the pain..."

Meng Xiaoyu whispered: "But one thing is, don't drink too much, otherwise you will become dependent..."

"Um!?"

"You are riding a horse..."

Li Mo's eyes widened, his expression became strange, and the idea that he was originally eager to try was suppressed instantly.

"The Fire Toad will drink the soup you made every day?"

"Yeah!" Meng Xiaoyu nodded heavily: "In the beginning, I only drank once every two or three days, and then I drank six or seven times a day..."

"Fire King can't live without my soup... If I don't drink it for half a day, I will feel uncomfortable..."

A hint of pride appeared on Meng Xiaoyu's pretty face.

"Although later on, King Fire's health became worse and worse...but he liked my soup more...the more seriously ill he became, the more he wanted to drink it..."

"Sigh... If he can take care of himself, maybe he won't be in trouble this time and can still drink my soup in the future."

At this point, Meng Xiaoyu's eyes filled with sadness, as if he was regretting the loss of a close friend.

"Is your soup so delicious? Is it better than Uncle Ma's soup? Let me try it."

Zhu Gangxi stared at the pot of soup, expressing disbelief.

Among the soups he has ever tasted, Uncle Ma’s soup is the most delicious, and this girl’s soup can even beat Uncle Ma’s! ?

As he spoke, Zhu Gang opened his mouth to drink.

"Old pig...it's better not to drink this soup..."

Li Mo shook his head, his expression became a little unnatural.

"Um!?"

Zhu Gang was stunned for a moment.

Li Mo didn't explain, and stared at Meng Xiaoyu with strange eyes: "What did you use to make this soup?"

"this……"

Meng Xiaoyu's expression immediately became nervous, he lowered his head and hesitated to speak.

"What? You are already a prisoner, and you still want to hide the secret recipe?" Zhu Ganghe sneered, "Did you not understand your situation?"

"If you don't tell me, I'll make you into fish soup."

"Don't... don't... I don't taste good... don't eat me..."

Meng Xiaoyu trembled with fright, and her face turned pale.

"Why don't you tell me quickly!?" Zhu Ganghe urged impatiently.

"Actually...the secret of this soup is..."

"If I turn back into a fish and can spit out a liquid..."

"Okay, stop talking..."

Hearing this, Li Mo quickly raised his hand and interrupted Meng Xiaoyu's description.

"You mean..."

Zhu Ganghye's eyes widened, looking at the pot of soup, he no longer had any appetite.

"That's it." Meng Xiaoyu lowered his head and whispered.

"That fire toad eats saliva every day..."

"You are a different kind of fish."

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, but he took a deep look at Meng Xiaoyu, as if he had a new understanding of this little demon with a shallow cultivation.

This weak fish demon can actually defeat a big demon with just a pot of soup? This is not something ordinary monsters can do!

What does this mean?

This shows that this little fish has talents and talents that she doesn’t even know she has! ! !

Li Mo slowly withdrew his gaze and had already made up his mind to take this little fish demon back and study it carefully.

"Now tell me, how did your king die?"

Li Mo changed the topic and got back to the topic.

"The king received the order from the Young Corpse Master and came to Ailao Mountain to meet..."

Meng Xiaoyu cooked a table of dishes, her mood gradually calmed down, and her memory improved.

The Fire Toad will bring a group of demons and ghosts to Ailao Mountain. It can be said to be a huge force. There will be as many as nine of the fifth-level spirit demons.

That is an existence that is comparable to the peak of spiritual breath [Pulse Miao Realm], not to mention that the Fire Toad General is a big demon in his own right, a demon ghost comparable to a master of true breath.

Looking at the hundreds of thousands of barren hills in Beimang, such a force can be said to have strong soldiers and horses.

"As a result, we encountered a gust of evil wind..."

Meng Xiaoyu trembled and said with lingering fear.

"A gust of evil wind!?"

"Hmm..." Meng Xiaoyu said weakly: "I vaguely heard a strange cry in the demonic wind... just like... like... a monkey's cry..."

"Huh!?" Li Mo's heart skipped a beat.

"Then the king is gone."

While talking, Meng Xiaoyu couldn't help crying again.

"A gust of evil wind took away a big demon, as well as the demons and ghosts under him, and they all died without a burial place..."

Zhu Ganghye's eyes flashed with a ferocious luster.

"Master, there are masters hidden in Ailao Mountain!?"

"I'm afraid he is not an ordinary master."

Li Mo was thoughtful and immediately looked at Meng Xiaoyu.

"Your king has been ordered by the [Young Corpse Master]...he is here too!?"

"Come...come..."

"Young Corpse Master... a disciple of Bei Sha Xuanzhang? I've heard of it... who is he?" Zhu Ganghe said coldly.

"Young Corpse Master's name is General, and he is the seventh disciple of [Zombie Master]..."

"General!?"

Li Mo raised his brows and felt that this name was extremely familiar, as if it was hidden in the mist, and although there was no trace of it, it was ready to be called out.

"Where is he?" Zhu Ganghe asked casually.

"he……"

At this moment, Meng Xiaoyu's delicate body trembled suddenly, her beautiful eyes widened, and she raised her arms slightly, pointing forward with trembling.

"He...he's there..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mo turned around and looked. In the vast night, under the bright moonlight, a stalwart figure slowly walked out of the dense forest.

Wearing a large cloak, he seemed to be walking from the shadows. His cold breath made the surrounding vegetation move. However, his handsome face was outlined with runes, as if it were a tattoo, making it look strange and terrifying.

"General...Jiang Chen...is it really you!?"

Li Mo looked at that familiar yet unfamiliar face and whispered softly.

In the past, the top genius of Martial Arts Mountain, the first young master among the five major sects, Xuantian Pavilion selected the most popular figure, and was the proud son of heaven who was also mentored by [Wuzong] and [Beisha Xuanzhang] - Jiang Chen.

His battle with Li Mo was regarded as the most exciting battle in the past ten years to compete for the top spot in Xuantian Pavilion's new ranking.

At that time, all the attention of all parties in the capital fell on Jiang Chen. This young man with so many haloes would definitely stand out and become the new leader of the current ranking. This seemed to be everyone's consensus.

However, the result was beyond everyone's expectation.

He was defeated, defeated at the hands of Li Mo, and the price was his life.

It is a matter of victory or defeat, as well as life and death.

The first and strongest opponent Li Mo had encountered since his debut died in his hands.

Li Mo did not expect that after so many years, he would meet this old friend again among the hundreds of thousands of barren hills in Beimang.

But compared to the high-spirited Jiang Chen back then, the general standing in front of him now was a corpse turned into a demon.

"You are Li Mo...I still remember you."

The general spoke softly, looking at Li Mo with a look that was not filled with hatred, but with a hint of familiarity and a hint of curiosity.

As far as this body is concerned, everything about Jiang Chen has long since disappeared, and the remaining memories are just the embers of his previous life.

Now, he is the disciple of Beisha Xuanzhang and the young corpse master general of Jiu Burial Mountain.

"You killed this body."

The general's voice echoed in Ailao Mountain. It was calm and without anger, but heavy but murderous.

In an instant, the birds flew high, the beasts were frightened, and the bright moonlight three feet above the head was shattered.

The terrifying scene made Meng Xiaoyu tremble all over, almost revealing his original shape.

"die!"

Suddenly, Zhugang Mane turned into a black shadow, like a roaring thunder, and flashed directly above the heads of the generals. He chanted the [Celestial Canopy Great God Mantra], majestic for generations, the divine light shone, and the terrifying atmosphere turned into billowing demonic aura. Attached to the huge body, it pressed towards the general's head.

"The gods shine alone, among the demons and ghosts, it is extraordinary to have such a scene."

The general raised his eyes slightly and spoke softly.

Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet shook violently. In an instant, it became desolate, the vegetation changed, and insects and beasts rotted away. In the blink of an eye, it looked like a burial ground.

A strange connection quietly rose above this desolate burial ground, connecting with the general's body. Then, he raised his right hand slightly, and his skinny arm protruded from the hunting cloak, like a startling dragon ascending into the sky, it turned out to be a handful Then he held down Zhu Ganghye's head.

Bang bang bang...

A loud noise shook the sky, and the terrifying power directly crushed Zhugang Hye's body to pieces. The curse was buried and disappeared into silence. Bloody lines appeared on the huge monster body, like the dry earth.

"How can it be……"

Zhu Ganghye's eyes trembled, he couldn't believe that with just one move, the opponent broke his Canopy God's Curse and completely crushed him in terms of strength.

boom……

With a loud noise, Zhu Ganghe fell suddenly, and was directly blasted into the ground by the weird force, creating a huge deep pit.

At almost the same moment, the soil where the generals stood was crawling, as if it was alive, and it was entangled with the pig mane, and buried it.

"The Great Demon Realm..."

Li Mo's eyes darkened slightly. The general's cultivation was more advanced than he imagined. After several years of not seeing him, he had actually reached the Great Demon Realm. The most special thing was that the techniques he cultivated were so strange.

This kind of Xuan Kung method can repair the body of a corpse and turn it into burial soil instantly...

The weirdest thing was that Li Mo actually had a familiar feeling about this method.

"Farewell to the capital, it looks like there will be another fight today."

Li Mo moved his wrist, and the true breath in his body surged quietly like a gate opening.

"I won't fight you." The general looked at Li Mo and shook his head.

"Um!?"

"If you had not killed Jiang Chen that day, there would be no me... I would not have awakened the [Ancient Corpse Burial Scripture]... You have made me what I am now... Why should I fight you." The general shook his head. road.

"Are you waiting a moment?"

"Ancient Corpse Burial Scripture... I made you awaken!?"

"Did I photograph you?"

"Why didn't I hear the letter!?"

Li Mo was confused. His brows furrowed and his expression became extremely strange.