The founder of all religions

In the early morning, it was just dawn.

A soft bell rang, like a long chant from an oriole floating in the empty valley, coming from inside Hongmen.

Looking from a distance, there are bright lights hanging high outside Hongmen and a promotion seal hanging, which is quite eye-catching.

"The promotion seal has been hung up. Which master is this?"

At this time, their disciples passed by and couldn't help but stop and look sideways, watching from a distance.

According to the rules of the Xuantian Pavilion, officials are divided into eighteen ranks. Only those who advance to the fifth rank can go to such great lengths and hang a promotion seal as a sign of grandeur.

According to past experience, if you want to be promoted to a fifth-level official position, you must reach the realm of real people. This is a hard and fast rule.

"You don't know? Li Mo is back. The previous leader was exiled to another place. Now he has not only received amnesty, but has also been promoted step by step."

"Who? Li Mo? Is it the Li Mo who committed the massacre of eighteen members of the Qi family?"

"I heard that he was also responsible for the corpse-eating case in Dongmen City. How could such a person be transferred back to the capital? It's simply ridiculous..."

In front of the Hongmen gate, many other disciples gradually gathered to watch. People were curious about this devil who suddenly became famous and disturbed the capital. They thought that this person was responsible for many major cases and could actually return to the capital and be promoted to a high position. This How hard the backstage must be! ?

"The world is evil and people's hearts are old. I never expected that the imperial court would be so corrupt!"

Some people were heartbroken and cursed secretly.

"I'm coming……"

At this moment, no one knew who it was, howling and drawing everyone's attention.

Li Mo came from a distance, followed by Chen Wangdu, Chen Tiejia, and Shang Xujian.

Seeing this, everyone stepped back one after another to make way for them, fearing that they would be stared at by the big devil, their eyes dodge, and they were not even willing to look at him.

"Sir, you are so respected in Xuantian Pavilion!?"

Chen Tiejia couldn't help but sigh when he saw the scene in front of him.

This is the capital, the headquarters of Xuantian Pavilion, the seat of Daqian State Church...

Li Mo just showed his head, and these Xuantian Pavilion disciples, who were rarely seen outside, took the initiative to give way, with lowered eyes, and none of them looked rudely...

How much face, how popular, how much respect...

"The sect master is really thoughtful and organized so many people to welcome me." Li Mo thought to himself, silently writing down this favor.

"Xiao Chen, if you work hard, you will have such a card... Remember, character is the most important thing when working in the Xuantian Pavilion."

Li Mo gave some suggestions based on his own experience.

"You must remember this, little one."

Li Mo gave way to the crowd and did not enter Hongmen under the gaze of everyone. Seeing him gradually disappearing from sight, the onlookers were filled with indignation again.

"This devil is very arrogant. In full view of everyone, he is not ashamed, but proud."

"He is extremely arrogant. Standing in front of us and other righteous men, he actually has no explanation at all."

"Sure enough, the rumors are true. This person is crazy and rebellious... simply lawless."

Everyone was talking a lot, and they had a new understanding of Li Mo, and the rumors were confirmed from the side.

"Xiao Chen... I've been in the capital for a while, is there anything you're not used to?"

After walking into Hongmen, the surrounding area was much quieter. Li Mo asked casually.

"The capital is the most beautiful place, the place of true dragons. The weather is indeed not comparable to other places..." Chen Tiejia couldn't help but sigh.

When I arrived in the capital, I realized how big the world was and what wealth meant. In comparison, Qingchan City in Liangzhou was simply a chicken coop.

Even the stewed loach and abalone served at Yunfeilai Inn pales in comparison.

"It's just that the cost is too high, especially for food and accommodation." Chen Tiejia couldn't help but complain.

"After you officially join the job, the library will arrange a place for you to live..." Li Mo whispered softly.

The capital is large and difficult to live in. The advantage of eating imperial food is that it can solve the housing problem. After working for a full period, even if you want to settle down, it will not be a problem.

"The poor are poor, but the rich are rich... The buns from the White Widow Bun Shop on East Street are quite good, big, white, and full of juice... The key is that they are cheap..."

Li Mo introduced his private restaurant: "You can go and try it."

"Sir, I see there are quite a few restaurants in the capital, and they are all profitable businesses. Should we do one too?"

Chen Tiejia has a keen mind. As soon as he arrived in the capital, he wanted to make a lot of money and get ahead.

"Have you ever worked in a restaurant?"

Li Mo glanced at it, couldn't help but laugh, and immediately asked: "Do you know how to make money in a restaurant?"

"How can I make money?" Chen Tiejia asked subconsciously.

"Plate presentation..."

"What?" Chen Tiejia was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand what Li Mo meant.

"The quantity of the plate is small, the sauce is put on the grass, the price doubles, it tastes terrible and expensive..."

“The avenue is all there!”

Li Mo patted Chen Tiejia on the shoulder, showed a meaningful smile, and strode towards the inner hall, leaving Chen Tiejia in a daze, savoring the mystery.

"Old Shang...is there any movement over at Xuanmen?"

Li Mo turned his head slightly and looked at Shang Xujian beside Li.

Killing the Guangming Sword Seed and seizing the [Guangmingmang Divine Armor]... If such a big thing happened, it stands to reason that the Xuanmen side should have exploded long ago.

"I didn't hear anything, everything is normal." Shang Xujian whispered.

"You can be so calm? Even people die without making a sound?" Li Mo muttered in his heart.

Su Mingyuan's death was an unbearable loss for Xuanmen. Normally, the capital should have been overturned long ago.

Li Mo thought about it, but he was not afraid. No matter how suspicious he was about this matter, there was no doubt on his head.

To take a step back, Xuanmen really caught the clues and found the clues on Li Mo. He just waved his hands and refused to admit it. At worst, he would blame Guixu.

As people from Hongmen, this is their best business.

If Xuanmen still persists in this, then Wu Meiniang is really a widow and has lost her mind (Li Zhi).

"Sir, let's go in."

Chen Wangdu led Li Mo into the inner hall of the main hall of Hongmen, received the golden seal of the amulet, and gave a ceremony of thanks, and truly became the Hongmen [Chief Director of Criminal Prisons], with an official rank up to the fifth level.

When Li Mo left the capital, he was just a tenth-level petty official.

"Director-General of Prisons!?"

Li Mo looked at the treasure in his hand, but he did not expect that after returning to Beijing, the superiors would arrange such an errand for him.

Each of the eight gates of Xuantian has its own prison.

The prison in Hongmen is extremely special. Except for some demons and ghosts, most of them are masters who have returned to the ruins.

"This is the master's arrangement."

At this moment, a soft voice came.

Li Mo looked up and saw a thin middle-aged man approaching. He had a plain appearance, but his eyes were extremely bright, and his hooked nose gave him a repulsive look.

"I've met the deputy sect master."

When Chen Wangdu saw the person coming, he quickly saluted.

"Deputy Sect Master!?"

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly. He had been in Xuantian Pavilion for some time, but he had never seen the deputy sect leader of Hongmen.

"My name is Fu Qing, and my courtesy name is Yanjie... I am the deputy sect leader of Hongmen..."

"Fu Qing!?" Li Mo chewed the name and felt it was extremely weird, and his expression gradually became a bit dissatisfied.

"You can call me deputy sect leader, or you can call me fu sect leader... Gu Pingfan has stepped down. This position of sect leader is also mine. This position of sect leader should have been mine... Why should he be the sect leader?" host!?"

"What do you think?"

As he spoke, Fu Qing turned to look at Li Chen Wangdu, who looked embarrassed, lowered his head and remained silent.

When Li Mo heard this, he froze on the spot, thinking he had heard wrongly.

"Why did this person say what was on his mind!?"

"Are you Li Mo?" Fu Qing walked closer, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked Li Mo up and down.

"I've met the deputy sect master." Li Mo calmed down and bowed.

"It's true that young people are formidable. I have been in the East China Sea all year round, but I never thought that the sect master would train such a rising star..." Fu Qing said lightly.

"The deputy sect master is very complimentary." Li Moqian smiled.

"You come with me."

Fu Qing took a deep look at Li Mo, left Chen Wangdu behind, turned around and left.

Li Mo saw this and followed closely.

The two of them went deep into Hongmen until they came to a dry well.

Fu Qing jumped in. Seeing this, Li Mo hesitated a little and followed.

The next moment, the wind roared in my ears, and the dry well seemed to have no bottom.

I don’t know how long it took, but Li Mo’s figure fell and finally reached the end.

At such a high place, if it were an ordinary person, he would be reduced to a pulp even if he fell down.

"This is the Hongmen Prison!?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"The ground is as deep as an abyss, and there are five prisons of life and death..."

Fu Qing's voice came slowly from the front, and then a ball of dim fire appeared, illuminating an area of ​​ten feet in radius.

The deep and strange prison is like a maze, with nine levels inside and outside, each with hundreds of execution rooms, cells, squad rooms, corpse rooms, etc. Every time you enter a level, you need a warrant from the [General Director] to open the runes.

The runes will be updated every day.

"In the last three levels of prisons, in the entire Hongmen, only the sect leader, me, and the Chief Prison Officer are qualified to open..."

Fu Qing led Li Mo deeper and deeper, his voice echoing faintly. The deeper he went in, the deeper it seemed.

There is only darkness and loneliness here.

"The sect leader asked you to take over as the [General Director of Prisons], but I don't agree..." Fu Qing did not hide his inner thoughts.

"The last three levels of detention are all felons who cannot see the light of day... You are too young... you can't hold it down..."

Fu Qing's voice was like a quiet sound in an empty valley, spreading out like ripples.

It was so empty and quiet, without even a trace of light. If you lived in such an environment for a long time, you would definitely go crazy.

At this moment, Li Mo has arrived at the eighth floor of Hongmen Prison, where he can only hear the occasional sound of water dripping, but nothing else.

"That's it...your authority only goes so far."

Fu Qing stopped, turned around and warned.

"What about the last floor?"

"The door owner has sealed the place. No one can enter without his warrant."

"Who is imprisoned on the last floor?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

In the dim light of the fire, Fu Qing raised his eyebrows and gave Li Mo a cold look.

"This is also the rule of prison. You don't need to know what you shouldn't know, and you can't say anything you shouldn't say..."

As he spoke, Fu Qing handed the lantern in his hand to Li Mo.

"I'm just taking you to know the way today. From now on, I'll leave all the prison to you..."

"There's only one thing you need to do..."

"What?" Li Mo asked subconsciously.

"Don't cause any trouble."

"Trouble? What kind of trouble can happen?" Li Mo said in shock.

"You will know later..."

Rumble...

At this moment, the quiet prison shook violently, and waves of shaking sounds of chains came from the depths of the eighth floor, giving off a terrifying sense of oppression.

"Hahaha……"

Immediately afterwards, a burst of wild laughter shook like thunder, stung the eardrums, and echoed in the cold prison.

"Who is being imprisoned here?"

Li Mo's eyes trembled slightly, looking at the bottomless depths of the prison, he couldn't help but ask.

He has comprehended the true breath and is now a third-level real person. He has cultivated into the [Ascension Realm] and is only half a step away from the [True Master]. He also has an innate holy weapon like the [Qingping Sword] beside him...

Even so, he still heard a hint of irresistible oppression from the wild laughter.

"This madman..."

Fu Qing looked gloomy and looked back, then turned around and warned.

"Stay away from him... This lunatic is very dangerous. Only the sect master can interrogate and torture..."

"A person who can only move in ancient times?"

Li Mo's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but ask again.

"Who is that?"

"That is the Lord of the Demon City from the previous generation of Guixu!!!"

The cold words were like a pebble falling into a quiet cold pool, creating ripples one after another.

…

Late at night.

The moon is like the eyes of a fox, looking at the world indifferently.

East Garden of the capital, Xingchen Tower.

In the elegant and quiet courtyard, incense is lingering, and the sound of the guqin is melodious and endless.

"Li Mo is back..."

At this moment, a heavy sound suddenly sounded, which seemed to be accidental and mixed with a little anger.

Inside the pavilion, the green mountain mantle floats, setting off a figure, elegant and noble.

"It really goes with the old saying, good people don't live long, bad people live for thousands of years..."

"He returned to the capital alive after all."

"Li Chunyang, you should have taken action and killed him back in Nature Valley!"

As he spoke, the figure in the pavilion slowly stood up. He held a bright lamp, and a wisp of flame rose. A strange scene suddenly emerged, with light and darkness intertwined and flickering.

"The light is extinguished, and the mysterious demon appears... Su Mingyuan has touched the most critical step... It would be a pity to suffer such a catastrophe..."

As he spoke, the figure in the pavilion twisted slightly, and the flame of light and darkness suddenly brightened, as if it had been injected with a strange vitality.

"You are a direct descendant of Shenzong and have Zhou's blood in your body. Are you still afraid of such a mortal?"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came faintly from above the tall building, revealing three points of indifference and seven points of detachment.

"Such a mortal who can return to the capital alive is qualified to see me..."

As he spoke, the figure in the pavilion held a bright lamp and walked to an immortal tablet with his own name clearly written on it.

Zhou Lingchao, the seventeenth prince of the Daqian royal family! ! !

"Li Mo, it's time for us to meet!"