The founder of all religions

Beisha Xuanzhang is one of the few among the "Eight Great Demon Immortals in the World" who has many disciples.

Generally speaking, extremely powerful people who have reached such a high level will not easily accept disciples. Just like the [White Sword Immortal], who has been in the world for five hundred years, he is still alone, with no descendants or successors.

However, there are seven disciples under Beisha Xuanzhang's sect, each of whom is a corpse turned into a demon, which is rare in the world.

"Huang Quan is the first disciple accepted by Master... He has been following Master for more than a hundred years, and his cultivation is earth-shattering..." the general said in a deep voice.

There are rumors from the outside world that Huang Quan's cultivation has reached the peak of the [Great Demon Realm], comparable to the most powerful [True King].

It should be noted that once you enter the true breath, it is divided into nine realms, the lower three realms are [True Person], the middle three realms are [True Master], and the upper three realms are [True King].

Huang Quan's realm is comparable to the top existence among True Breaths.

"He also has a natal mysterious coffin!?" Gu Changan asked.

The general nodded: "The natal coffin forged by Huang Quan is called the [Three Lives Coffin]... Forget the past life, don't care about this life, and destroy the next life, just for a moment, and master the magic of the immortal..."

Mentioning this rumored senior brother, there was a hint of awe and solemnity in the general's eyes.

Whether it was from the mouths of his fellow disciples or from other demons and ghosts in Beiman Mountain, the [Underworld] that he heard and knew was undoubtedly the strongest existence.

He is also the brightest brilliance under the [Beisha Xuanzhang] sect.

Some people say that he is already very close to the position of Demon Immortal. If he takes that step, the Beimang lineage will be extremely splendid. It is rare to see two immortals in one sect.

"The coffin of the third generation... is so impressive..."

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at the general subconsciously: "With such a person above you, I'm afraid you won't be able to compete."

As soon as this was said, everyone fell into silence.

The underworld described by the generals is so powerful that it makes people despair. At least everyone present now, one by one, no one can defeat this great demon who is comparable to the true king.

"He has been gone for more than ten years..."

The general curled his lips and said helplessly.

This was his luck, but it was also a kind of helplessness as a weak person. Only by avoiding its sharp edges could he see the faint dawn.

"gone!?"

"More than ten years ago, he left Beimang Mountain to seek his own path... When he reaches his level, what he dreams of most is to take that last step..."

"It's a pity that not everyone can take this last step. Even if there is only a slight difference, it is a world of difference."

The general sighed quietly, the world has been extinct for nine hundred years, but there are only eight demons and immortals.

"No wonder Beimang Shiwanqiu has never heard of his name." Gu Changan couldn't help but said.

He has been in Qingchan City for so many years, but few people have mentioned the name of Huangquan.

"I heard that he had a dream about an ancient city... He thought it was his chance to become enlightened... so he traveled around the world, looking for opportunities in dreams..." Jiang Chen said calmly.

"Can dreams be accurate? Anyone who dreams can become stronger... Isn't this a dream?" Li Mo said casually.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt Gu Changan's faint gaze.

"The... strongest one is not here, where are the others?" Li Mo asked

"There are seven disciples under Master. The strongest one is undoubtedly Huang Quan, but the most talented one is the third senior brother Mingsheng."

"Underworld!?" Gu Changan's head moved slightly, obviously he had heard of this name.

"The underworld who died in [Xiaojing Lake] ten years ago!?"

"you know too……"

The general took a deep look at Gu Changan and nodded immediately.

"Dead!?" Li Mo couldn't help but heard the clue.

"Third Senior Brother is extremely talented. He has come from behind and is almost catching up with Huang Quan. He is also the most valued by Master among many disciples..."

After saying this, a look of joy appeared on the general's face.

"It's a pity that although he is highly talented, he is also extremely arrogant. He looks higher than the top and does not put anyone in his eyes... He is obsessed with swordsmanship, and the natal mysterious coffin he built is called [Sword Tomb Coffin]..."

"The murderousness is so strong that it's shocking...Ten years ago, he challenged that man..."

"That man!?" Li Mo's expression moved slightly, and there was a name in his mind that was about to come out.

"The best sword in the world..."

"Sword Immortal in White!"

"this……"

Li Mo was stunned and couldn't help but sigh: "Why is he so confused!?"

"If the sky is crazy, there will be rain, and if people are crazy, there will be disaster... Isn't this looking for death?" Gu Changan couldn't help but said, not understanding at all the demon fairy disciple who was said to be the most talented.

"He has no hesitation in pursuing the Tao. What's more, at that time, this third senior brother was at the height of his power and was so powerful that he dominated the world for generations. If he asked about swordsmanship, he felt that only the swordsman in white in the world could give it to him..."

"Furthermore, he is a rising star. Master and the Sword Immortal in White are both the Eight Great Demonic Immortals in the world. As seniors, I think I will cherish talents. If I point them out, I will definitely not kill him..."

"What's the result!?" Li Mo asked curiously.

"In the end, he blocked the white-clothed swordsman in [Xiaojing Lake], and before he could take action, he was glared to death by the opponent!" The general sighed softly.

"this……"

"As expected of the Sword Immortal in White. The sword comes out without life. In the vastness of the world, there is no living thing that cannot be killed." Xie Pipa couldn't help but sigh.

Even though he is a proud man with unparalleled talent, so what? That man stood at the pinnacle of the human world. Any talent or talent in front of him would not be as sharp as that sword! ! !

"The strongest boss is not here, and the most clever third boss is dead... Where are the others?" Li Mo's expression became a little weird.

"Sixth Senior Brother also disappeared two years ago. I heard that he entered the East China Sea and disappeared..." said the general.

The sixth disciple of Beisha Xuanzhang's sect [Hou Qing], the natal mysterious coffin he forged is called [Eclipse Sun Coffin]. It is said that this coffin is extraordinary, it can destroy the pure Yang and illuminate the Taiyin, and it is specially used to cultivate the supreme body. .

Because of this, Hou Qing's strength has always been quite mysterious, and he himself is unrestrained and wild...

Before the general entered the palace, he was the youngest, and no one except Beisha Xuanzhang could control him.

Many years ago, Hou Qing left Beimang Mountain and entered the East China Sea alone. Since then, there has been no news. Some people say that he has been buried in the ocean and his body and soul have been destroyed.

"this……"

"The boss is gone, the third child is dead, the sixth child is missing..." Li Mo murmured softly: "So there aren't many left!"

"Second Senior Brother [Witch Lord] has been with Master all year round. He is the most low-key and uncontested. He seems to have no intention of competing for the throne." The general said in a serious voice.

"Only the fourth senior brother [Ying Gou] is the most domineering. He acts arrogantly and is determined to win the big position in Beimang."

There is no doubt that the fourth child Ying Gou is the biggest obstacle to his inheritance in Beimang.

"Where's Lao Wu!?" Gu Changan asked.

"Fifth Senior Sister [Ghost Mother] is the only woman. The natal mysterious coffin she forged is called [Ten Thousand Ghosts Dragon Coffin]..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and abnormal fluctuations appeared on his calm face.

The Ghost Mother takes a completely different path than others.

The corpse turns into a demon, and the key to practice is to refine the corpse. Everyone's method is different.

The ghost mother is extremely special. Her body has no soul and she has just become a corpse.

However, she found another way, using wandering ghosts as great medicine to temper the corpse, combine yin and yang, and achieve immeasurable success.

"The Dragon Coffin of Ten Thousand Ghosts..." Li Mo murmured, thoughtfully.

"Fifth Senior Sister is deeply loved by the Master. She once retreated to give guidance... After breaking through the barrier, she understood the terrain of the Shiwan Desolate Hills in Beimang, collected ghosts into great medicine, used her body shape to illuminate the dragon's veins, and forged the [Ten Thousand Ghost Dragon] coffin】……"

"This treasure actually captures the essence of Beimang's Yin Dragon Vein... Therefore, although Fifth Senior Sister is not well-known and rarely appears in public, her strength is undoubted..."

The general frowned slightly, paused for a moment, and continued: "Moreover, her current dojo was given by her master and is called [Mangdang Mountain]. It is said that the master merged the treacherous soil on this mountain to create a corpse."

At this point, the general's words came to an abrupt end. He had visited [Mangdang Mountain] before and wanted to ask his fifth senior sister for a place to stay in seclusion and refine the [Nine Burial Coffins]. Unfortunately, he didn't even see anyone. Yes, I was rejected directly.

Come to think of it, this fifth senior sister has a withdrawn personality and has always lived in seclusion. Not to mention that she had just joined the family, even the other senior brothers had little contact with her.

"Mangdang Mountain...if it were there, are you sure you could make the [Nine Burial Coffin]?" Li Mo asked.

"That place is very extraordinary. Last time I visited, I had already vaguely noticed that if I melted the [Lost Soul Flag] and merged it with the black soil, I might be able to make the [Nine Burial Coffins]." The general said solemnly.

His [Lost Soul Banner] is originally one of the holy weapons. If he takes advantage of the terrain of [Mangdang Mountain], it is possible to integrate it into the [Nine Burial Coffins], swallow the black soil, and forge a new holy weapon. .

At that time, the general's [Nine Burial Coffins] will be qualified to compete for the third coffin position in the Palace of Life and Death.

"Then let's take a walk." Li Mo stood up and said.

"I'm afraid it won't work, Fifth Senior Sister won't agree..." The general hesitated.

"You see it's like this..."

"If you refine the [Nine Burial Coffin] and become the new owner of Beimang Barren Hills, Mangdang Mountain will also be yours. Now we are just going to use our own things in advance. It is reasonable."

"this……"

"Besides, it's not that we won't return it after we use it, but we leave our own things to your senior sister. With such a noble character, she should kneel down and kowtow to show her gratitude."

"this……"

When everyone met each other, they were speechless for a moment.

"It makes sense!"

"Can't refute!"

"All right!"

In the end, the general could only nod helplessly. With Li Mo here, he also gained some confidence.

"Little Scorpion, go back and gather some men for me to surround Mangdang Mountain."

Li Mo was cruel enough to raise his troops for a thousand days, but only for a moment.

Wang Jiu, Kui Gang, Zhu Gangxuan, Ji Tiantiao, Honglian Boy... After raising these demons and ghosts for such a long time, it's time to use them.

In this battle for Beimang Mountain, he is bound to win.

…

At noon, the sun is shining brightly.

But over Mangdang Mountain, the sun was covered by clouds, and the mountain wind made it cold. The tombs on the mountain were a hundred times more numerous than those in the eastern suburbs of the capital back then.

It is said that among the hundreds of thousands of barren hills in Beimang, Mangdang Mountain has the most tombs, so the evil spirit in this place is also the strongest.

On weekdays, even those powerful tomb robbers would not dare to set foot even half a foot, and Gu Changan's "Are You Dead" has never expanded its business here.

"Master's immortality has not yet been determined. This Beimang Barren Hill is probably going to change."

Deep in the Mangdang Mountain, a dark wind stirred, and thousands of ghostly shadows were guarding behind a beautiful figure like an emperor's crown.

The next moment, a bright and charming woman walked out of the mountain, standing on the side of the abyss, watching the changes in the sky, with a sinister luster in her charming eyes.

"Master, with your prestige, you are fully capable of inheriting the mantle of [Lord Zombie] and taking over Beiman Mountain..."

At this moment, a woman wearing a green dress walked from the side, her body full of demonic aura like cloud flames, glowing with a green sheen.

"Lvpao, you have followed me for so many years, you should know my temper... Beimang Shiwan Desolate Hills, the only one who is qualified to inherit the master's mantle..." The ghost mother said firmly.

"But the eldest master travels all over the world, and his whereabouts are hard to trace. Now..." Lupao hesitated for a moment, but wanted to persuade him.

"Have the people who were sent out come back?" The ghost mother looked calm and asked.

"Not yet... but the people sent out said that at the end of the year before last, the eldest master seemed to have appeared near the capital..." Green Robe whispered.

"Capital!?" The ghost mother frowned upon hearing this.

"That's a place of right and wrong. What was he doing there?"

"The elder must be looking for the opportunity in his dream." Green robe whispered.

Huang Quan, the great disciple of Beimang Mountain, once had a dream. He saw the capital city in his dream, which he had never seen before. He woke up and realized that it must be chance. From then on, he left the barren hills of Beimang and his whereabouts were uncertain.

"Maybe he is really crazy..." The ghost mother's eyes were deep, echoing the words Huang Quan said when she left that day.

"The Palace of Ghosts and Gods in the Six Heavens, the Capital of the Nine Netherworlds..."

"How can there be such an ancient city in this world..."

The ghost mother couldn't help but sigh, her demonic eyes were full of helplessness.

If Huangquan had not left, Mingsheng had not died, or Hou Qing was still there, Beimang Mountain would not be so confused today.

Even the remaining idiots want to take over Beimang Mountain! ?

"What a joke!"

"Master, the seventh master seems to have great ambitions..."

Lupao remembered the general's visit not long ago and couldn't help but remind him.

"That little guy? How long has he been in front of the wall? It's impossible." The ghost mother sneered. From the beginning to the end, she never took the little junior brother seriously.

Rumble…

At this moment, a violent fluctuation came from outside the mountain, and the dark clouds in the sky were shaking, as if there was thunder, threatening the world.

In a trance, a flag broke through the void, making waves.

"Um!?"

The ghost mother looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky, her brows slightly furrowed, showing a cold expression.

"Fifth Senior Sister, the generals and ministers are hanging banners to pay homage, and please open the door for convenience!!"

In an instant, a loud sound came from the sky, carrying great power and suddenly showing boundless momentum.

"He dares to attack the mountain gate with open fire!? I do underestimate him."

The ghost mother's eyes trembled slightly, but a look of shock and awe appeared on her cold and stunning face.