The founder of all religions

In the early summer of June, the cicadas began to chirp.

A wisp of gentle breeze has already enveloped a little bit of the heat. As we approach the capital, the air is much moister than in the north.

Before noon, on the long official road, a carriage came slowly, followed by two people on horseback.

"I've been away from Beijing for more than a year, and finally I'm back."

Li Mo sat at the front of the car, looking at the capital gradually revealing his silhouette in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

At that time, he was just starting out and left Luofu Mountain in the forty-third year of Yuanfeng.

After staying in the capital for more than a year, he was kicked out. It was the forty-fifth year of Yuanfeng.

Li Mo still vaguely remembered that that winter, when the capital was covered with snow and white, he lost his official position and left everything behind. Even Feng Wannian and Master Ji were implicated. Only Chen Wangdu stayed by his side, making him look extremely downcast.

Now that I come back, it is already the forty-seventh year of Yuanfeng.

Returning to his old place, Li Mo is no longer what he used to be. Gu Changan, Xie Pipa, Xia Cicada, Meng Xiaoyu... These are all the new powers he gained in the northern border of Liangzhou, among the hundreds of thousands of barren hills, not to mention He said that behind him were the generals who were stationed in Beimang, and the mysterious Tang Beixuan, who was responsible for the destiny of the north.

"If you come back this time, I'm afraid many people will feel uncomfortable."

Gu Changan stuck his head out from the carriage, looked towards the capital, and couldn't help but say.

"Hehe, if they are uncomfortable, then I will definitely be very happy." Li Mo sneered.

When he returned to Beijing this time, Li Mo's mood was different from before. In addition to the pleasure of grudges, he also had an inexplicable sense of fate, which seemed to be destined.

All the misfortunes and opportunities in his life seemed to come as expected when he came back this time.

"The Xuantian Dao Seed... I'm afraid it will be born soon." Li Mo thought to himself.

Every time he thought of this name, Li Mo felt an inexplicable heaviness in his heart.

In the vast world, it seems that only this name can make him feel the pressure that is difficult to shake off.

More than 900 years ago, Li Zu turned into a mysterious person, and the Li family ancestral hall disappeared from the world and became the most terrifying and deeply hidden force in the world.

Shenzong's method of destruction gathered the power of Taoism in the world, and based on Li Zu's bloodline, created the [Xuantian Tao Seed] in that ancestral hall.

After thousands of years of gestation, the human world is as insignificant as dust... That other kind of existence is finally ready to come out, and it wants to have contact with this burning world.

"By the way, who are you, that old man? Why do you take him with you everywhere?"

At this moment, Gu Changan leaned into Li Mo's ear and whispered, completely pulling him back from his thoughts.

Gu Changan was naturally referring to Uncle Ma who was lying in the carriage.

"He... is an uncle." Li Mo curled his lips and reminded him by the way without saying much.

"Just don't provoke him."

"The inn is right ahead. Let's take a rest there."

Not long after, everyone arrived at the inn closest to the capital. After taking a short rest, they could reach the capital in half a day's work.

At this moment, Li Mo's mood was extremely calm.

"I didn't expect that such a big thing would happen...Longyuan Mansion is a big inland mansion, how could such a big mess happen!?"

"I don't know if it's a natural disaster or a man-made disaster..."

"Of course it's a natural disaster...otherwise, who would be able to wipe out an entire mountain with such shocking means?"

As soon as everyone sat down, there was a group of people around them, gathered in small groups, talking and chatting lively.

"Long Yuan Mansion!?" Li Mo was slightly startled and couldn't help but pricked up his ears.

That's his hometown.

"I heard that a powerful demon once appeared in that mountain, occupying an area, and was very powerful..."

"So what, haven't they turned into smoke now?"

The drinker next to him exchanged glasses and sighed.

"A mountain is gone?"

Li Mo finally heard the clue and couldn't help but get up to ask.

"such a pity……"

"From now on, there will be no more Yinshan Mountains in the world!"

After a long sigh of life, Li Mo suddenly changed his color, and the tea cup in his hand was crushed to pieces in an instant.

"Yinshan!? Yinshan is gone? Master..."

The little black cat's eyes were almost frozen and he cried out.

Among the monsters, she has the strongest feelings for Yinshan. She used to live in seclusion here with Jinlin and the Holy Infant. While practicing, she took care of the useless baby and the broken stone.

"You said Yinshan is gone...what do you mean?"

Li Mo walked to the table next to him with a sullen face.

"Little brother, you don't know? You are from out of town."

The drinker blushed, squinted his eyes, looked up at Li Mo, grinned and whispered: "Five days ago, there was a sudden change in Longyuan Mansion. The land of five hundred miles of Yinshan was reduced to the ground overnight, as if it had been destroyed. It's like people moved away out of thin air..."

"This matter has already spread to the capital."

"How could this happen? It was reduced to the ground overnight?"

Li Mo's eyes darkened slightly, and he looked upset. With his current strength, it was not difficult to flatten a mountain. However, he moved out of thin air day and night, like a miraculous craftsmanship, like the creation of heaven and earth... He asked himself that he had not yet done this. common means.

"Master, I want to go back and take a look."

The little black cat couldn't sit still. She had a fateful relationship with Jin Lin and the Holy Infant. Something unexpected happened and she had to go back and take a look.

"Wait...just wait first."

Li Mo was the calmest. He turned around, left the inn, and caught up with the little black cat.

"Owner……"

The little black cat looked anxious, with an icy coldness in his eyes.

"I know...I know everything..."

Li Mo raised his hand and pressed softly to comfort him a little. He faced south, formed a seal with his hands, and sensed from afar across the void.

There was no response from Golden Scale, the useless baby, or even the broken stone.

Buzz…

At this moment, Li Mo stretched out his right hand, like a sharp blade, directly breaking into the void. The next moment, a ball of fire appeared, dazzling and scorching with power.

Immediately afterwards, a figure was grabbed out of the gap in the void by Li Mo.

"The Holy Child!"

The little black cat took a closer look and was immediately stunned.

At this moment, the Holy Infant's breath was weak and the fire was dim, like a candle in the wind that would die out at any moment.

"He was seriously injured."

Li Mo frowned, and a wisp of true breath was extracted and refined like a great medicine, and entered the body of the Holy Infant. Along the keel of the spine, it broke through the upper three levels and entered the Tianlingguan.

Finally, the firelight on the Holy Infant's head regained its brightness. He slowly opened his eyes, and the blur in front of him gradually became clearer.

When Li Mo's figure came into view, the Holy Infant Boy felt as if he had seen a long-lost relative.

"Master... we were taken over from one pot..." The Holy Infant's voice was trembling, and there was even a hint of crying.

"who?"

Li Mo gritted his teeth and his face turned extremely ugly.

The Three Mountains is the place where he started, and he has hidden many good skills there.

"Where's the monkey!? Is the monkey dead?" Li Mo said in a deep voice.

The Holy Infant boy shook his head, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"That man was so terrifying. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. There was no time to react at all..." the Holy Infant said in a low voice.

Five days ago, a skinny man suddenly appeared in Yinshan. His body exuded a strong fish smell, and he looked like a fishmonger.

The man kept saying that Jin Lin should go with him.

"Fishmonger!?" Li Mo frowned slightly, thinking of the skinny old man he met in Shifang City that day.

"Who is he?"

"That man said he was..." The Holy Infant hesitated for a moment before continuing.

"Dragon King of the East China Sea!"

"The Eight Great Demon Immortals in the World!?" Li Mo's eyes trembled slightly, showing an unbelievable expression.

"What kind of temper does Jin Lin have? If he disagrees with you, he will take action."

Speaking of this, the Holy Infant showed fear in his eyes.

"The man just stood there, laughed... and the Yinshan Mountain disappeared... in the blink of an eye... nothing was gone..."

There was sadness in the eyes of the Holy Infant. The whereabouts of the useless baby were unknown, and Jin Lin's life and death were unknown. He was the only one who survived and woke up now.

"The stones are gone..."

The Holy Infant took out a broken stone from his arms. It was full of cracks and almost broke into two pieces.

"Broken……"

There was fire dancing in Li Mo's eyes. The broken stone had not moved at all since it was released. At that time, the monkeys could not break it, but now it cracked.

It can be seen how dangerous that day was. Perhaps even if the monkey took action, he would not be able to face such horror.

"Are the eight great demon immortals in the world really insurmountable monuments?"

"Dragon King of the East China Sea...why did he want to find Jinlin!?"

Li Mo held the broken stone and fell into deep thought.

"The relationship is finally settled."

Li Mo's eyes were cold, and he stood up and wanted to go back to Yinshan Mountain.

"where did you go?"

At this moment, Uncle Ma followed out, and his old voice pulled Li Mo back from his thoughts.

"Uncle Ma..."

"The Dragon King of the East China Sea is one of the eight great demons in the world. It's hard to see the dragon's head but its tail... Don't say you can't find him. Even if you can find him, what can you do with your current wealth?" Uncle Ma said coldly.

"Uncle Ma, can you..."

"Xiao Li Mo, you can't open this mouth...if you open this mouth...it will be difficult for you in the future..."

Uncle Ma's eyes were heavy, as if a sharp sword was flying, until he reached his heart.

For Li Mo, only invincible courage and unparalleled Taoism can open up a bright future for Li Mo.

If he asked for help at this time, how could he stand on the three-foot altar and look into the future invincible! ?

not to mention……

"I will not take action at will, let alone for anyone other than you..." Uncle Ma shook his head: "I am old, and only you can face the uncertainty of life and death in this world..."

Uncle Ma's words made Li Mo calm down. He lowered his head and pondered, silently.

Uncle Ma saw this in his eyes and couldn't help but continue: "Everyone has his or her own fate... What kind of person is the Dragon King of the East China Sea... He would never condescend to someone just to embarrass a little guy..."

"Misfortune is also fate... In life, we will always encounter such obstacles..."

"As for the great disaster, it is still the good fortune... You can only earn it with your own life, and no one can replace it."

"Misfortune is also fate..."

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and he murmured softly. Finally, the fire in his heart was hidden deeply.

"Emotion is also a person's fate... Young people, only when you can truly control it can you be truly lawless..."

Uncle Ma walked up to Li Mo and patted him on the shoulder.

"Destiny is the most mysterious... I believe in you, and you should also believe in the people around you..."

"Golden scales..."

Li Mo looked up leisurely, looking outside the sky, looking in an unknown direction outside the sky, and the image of the first time he saw the dirty-mouthed koi appeared in his mind.

"How can Jinlin be a thing in the pond... You must not be a thing in the pond..."

"Don't let me down."

"Come back alive!"

Li Mo clenched his fists and thought silently in his heart.

…

late at night.

On the banks of the Canglang River, scarlet blood stained the surface of the river.

The young man transformed into golden scales lay lying on the bank of the river, letting the river water beat him. His eyes were gouged out, leaving only two shocking blood holes. His limbs were also cut off, and his weak breath seemed to be cut off at any time. destroy.

Not far away, a skinny man lit a bonfire and leaned on the fresh fish caught from the river.

"Dragon has nine transformations, what does this injury mean? You have absorbed so much dragon energy from [Naihe]... You should not refine it with flesh and blood, but turn them into flesh and blood..." The thin man did not look back, looking cold. The sound was quickly drowned out by the roar of the waves.

Rumble...

At this moment, Jin Lin's remaining body shook violently, and a boiling air flow burned like a flame in his body.

At this moment, he activated the [Dragon Transformation Technique], and the dragon energy hidden in his body suddenly boiled, wisps, strands... like his flesh and blood, turning into a part of his body.

Gradually, Jin Lin's limbs grew back, and the dragon's energy sang softly, regardless of each other. The bones, tendons, flesh and blood, skin... were constantly being replenished from the inside out.

The next moment, Golden Scales let out a heart-rending roar, and new pupils sprouted from the blood holes. They were gleaming, dazzling and frightening, but they were three points more ferocious and violent than before.

"Not too stupid..."

The Dragon King of the East China Sea turned over the fresh fish, took out bottles and jars from his arms, and sprinkled the fish with spices.

"come on."

Jin Lin felt the changes in his body. Although he was shocked, he still stared at the Dragon King of the East China Sea with hatred on his face.

"If you don't eat enough, how can you have the strength to escape?" the Dragon King of the East China Sea said casually.

"This time, I will let you run for three days. If you are caught up again, all the bones in your body will be broken."

"What do you mean? If you want to kill me, I'll kill you...are you a psychopath?" Jin Lin finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted through gritted teeth.

"The dragon has nine transformations. It doesn't care about life and death. How can the dragon sing from the sky!?"

The Dragon King of the East China Sea is motionless, and the dancing firelight stretches his shadow, making him look a little mysterious on this treacherous riverside.

"Eat it!"

As he spoke, the Dragon King of the East China Sea threw a grilled fresh fish to Jin Lin.

"You will regret not killing me today." Jin Lin devoured it and tore off a large piece of fish meat in one gulp, but his vigilant eyes did not move away from the dangerous man in front of him.

"Do you know what I am most proud of in my life?"

At this moment, the Dragon King of the East China Sea spoke.

"How would I know if I'm riding a horse?" Jin Lin glared fiercely, but he was curious in his heart.

He knew that the man in front of him was the Dragon King of the East China Sea, one of the eight great demons in the world.

The eight demons and immortals are famous all over the world, and each of them has secret and unparalleled magical powers.

This is both their secret and their trump card, which ordinary people cannot know.

"The art of killing dragons!!!"

The Dragon King of the East China Sea opened his lips slightly and uttered four words.

"What!?" Jin Lin was stunned, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"If you can't even defeat yourself, how can you be independent on the top of the sea?"

The Dragon King of the East China Sea raised his head leisurely and cast his indifferent gaze on the surging river, as if he was drifting into the distance with the sweeping waves.

"It's a pity...the greatest sorrow in the world is to practice the art of slaying dragons, but there are no dragons to slay in this world..."

Suddenly, the Dragon King of the East China Sea changed the subject, and a different kind of brilliance appeared in his originally calm eyes.

"The way of practice is to reverse the calamity and change the fate... If the calamity comes, I will happily yearn for it... If there is no dragon to slay in this world, I will create a real dragon..."

As he spoke, the Dragon King of the East China Sea stood up leisurely. At this moment, Jin Lin felt that the man in front of him was vast and vast, even more unfathomable than the river and sea in front of him.

"Three days... you only have three days to escape..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dragon King of the East China Sea stepped out and disappeared into the vast river sea.