The founder of all religions

The Xuantian Dao Seed has been in a subtle state since its birth, and most of it is asleep.

Even Shen Qingge only took a quick glance and did not see his true appearance.

However, that only impression vaguely overlapped with that of Li Mo in front of him, making it difficult to distinguish one from the other.

"Excellent people can always find similarities." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

"..."

Feng Wannian remained silent.

Shen Qingge was immediately disillusioned and secretly cursed himself for having such a bizarre hallucination.

"He really has a big problem!"

Li Mo secretly thought in his heart, and if he thought about it, he knew very well that he and Xuantian Taoism had formed an extremely mysterious fate, restraining each other, and one was ebbing and the other was ebbing.

Back then, Xuantian Taoism was unable to be born smoothly because of his influence.

Now, Xuantian's Christmas is coming, and he should be almost recovered.

"Have all three of your Xuanmen sword types obtained his essence and blood?" Li Mokai asked.

Shen Qingge hesitated for a moment, but did not hide anything.

"Xuantian Daozong, he is so special. A drop of blood is a destiny. No one can resist such temptation..."

"It's just that everyone's fate is different, and the changes they produce are also different."

Having said this, a solemn look appeared on Shen Qingge's pretty face.

"Just like Su Mingyuan, he is a sword of light. When light arises and dies, it must see darkness... He died in your hands, but he understood the darkness. Light and darkness are intertwined, just like his name..."

"See light in the abyss!"

"Yin and Yang are one, light and darkness are one... He has evolved."

Li Mo whispered softly, and the aura contaminated by [Xuantian Dao Seed] indeed became different. Their life levels were constantly adapting and evolving.

Thinking of this, Li Mo looked at Shen Qingge, tapped his index finger, and the void around him seemed to dissolve.

Almost at the same moment, Shen Qingge's body seemed to become transparent, and every inch of her flesh and blood was like a black hole, unfathomable.

At the same time, new masses of void were slowly born in Shen Qingge's flesh and blood...

One of them is violent and gloomy, like hidden thunder, there is another group of red light, like a volcano erupting thinly, and the other group is killing and killing without end...

"This is……"

Feng Wannian's complexion changed slightly, showing an incredible look.

In just a moment, Shen Qingge's body underwent earth-shaking changes. She seemed to be stimulated by Li Mo's sword moves and gradually adapted...

To some extent, this is a survival of the fittest evolution.

If Shen Qingge was suffering from the power of the sword just now, he might not be in such a panic.

"Xuantian Taoism is really omnipotent!?"

Feng Wannian's expression was solemn, and there was a trace of deep surprise hidden in his sunken eyes.

"That kind of existence is incomprehensible...and indescribable..."

Shen Qingge murmured softly. She still couldn't recall what kind of existence Xuantian Taoism was. He seemed to be facing an existence from another dimension, which was beyond her cognition.

"He's really about to wake up."

Li Mo was thoughtful and said something meaningful.

Suddenly, the void pulsated at his fingertips, and the ten feet around him instantly compressed into a ball, containing thunderous changes.

Immediately afterwards, another mass of void condensed, changing from Lihuo, just like the void bred in Shen Qingge's body.

"This is……"

Shen Qingge's pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had guessed something, and the look he looked at Li Mo revealed unconcealable shock.

Rumble…

More and more voids condensed into groups, like particles, gathering and reorganizing at Li Mo's fingertips... There seemed to be countless roots connecting and extending between them, and finally turned into a seed, containing countless voids...

This structure looks very similar...

Sky-swallowing sword species! ! !

"You created the Heaven-Swallowing Sword Seed!?"

Shen Qingge's beauty turned pale. She couldn't believe that she felt an aura very similar to her own from the seed in Li Mo's palm.

This is a seed and an opportunity...

Turning decay into magic, seizing fortune from the ordinary, this kind of power is so similar...

"It's just an illusion. It's okay to bluff people, but I don't have the ability to create things."

Li Mo smiled slightly, and the mysterious seed on his fingertips turned into smoke and disappeared. The gentle breeze blew his clothes, as if everything had never existed.

Xuantian has skills, and Mo Dharma has its way.

The fate between the two people intersected at a certain point just now, causing an extremely subtle ripple.

At this moment, Feng Wannian couldn't help but glance at Li Mo. Even he felt that the latter had an indescribable smell.

It stands to reason that both of them are true masters.

But the true master has three realms, and Li Mo is only at the first level [Longevity Realm], but Feng Wannian has already entered the second level [Celestial Realm]. Logically speaking, his realm is higher than Li Mo.

However, at this moment, Li Mo gave him an extremely mysterious and unseen feeling, aloof and hidden.

"Don't think too much, it's just a trick... Look, I've deceived you all."

Li Mo looked at the expressions of the two people and couldn't help but laugh and explain.

However, when Feng Wannian and Shen Qingge met each other, they didn't seem to believe such rhetoric.

"By the way...where is the Chaos Sword Type? I have never seen this person before. How is he?"

Li Mo changed the subject and asked.

"Old Feng, have you seen him?"

"No... I've never even heard of this person before."

Feng Wannian shook his head and looked at Shen Qingge next to him.

"he!?"

"He was brought back from outside by Master Mo, and I don't know much about his details..." Shen Qingge whispered.

The master of Xuanmen is called Mo Wangxiu. Unlike Gu Pingping, he rarely shows up and is away from the capital all year round.

"The only thing I know is that he received the Xuantian Dao Seed by chance, but instead..." Shen Qingge's pretty face hid a trace of uncertainty.

"What's the opposite?" Li Mo asked.

“Instead, he became an ordinary person.”

"Um!?"

"Ordinary people!?"

"That's right, his cultivation completely disappeared and he became an ordinary person... I also find it strange..."

Shen Qingge's eyes were filled with doubts that were difficult to relieve.

"You three have different opportunities. It seems that his opportunities are better than yours." Li Mo said calmly.

Shen Qingge's heart moved and he couldn't help but ask: "Could you see the clues in this?"

"No."

Li Mo spread his hands and shook his head: "It's just a feeling..."

"After all, the more mysterious it is, the more invisible cards it has..."

"Xuantian Pavilion is worthy of being the state religion of Daqian. After all, it has talents."

Li Mo couldn't help but sigh that the Xuantian Pavilion's heritage was unimaginable, and there were endless masters from the younger generation.

As far as he could see, there were monsters like the Heaven-Swallowing Sword Seed and Wu Tianfeng.

In addition, there is the so-called ordinary person... the Chaos Sword Type!

"I don't know if there are any decent talents in Guixu."

Li Mo thought secretly in his heart, and immediately communicated with Feng Wannian and Shen Qingge, which was quite fruitful.

…

For two days, everything was calm.

Li Mo went in and out of Hongmen Prison every day, studied Taoism with Gu Jingting, understood the mysteries, and made progress.

Regarding the Tanshan fight, he was extremely calm.

On the contrary, Feng Wannian and Master Ji looked a little anxious.

In particular, Master Ji claimed that he had a heavy drink at Li Mo's house that day and had a big dream, with a sea of ​​blood filling the sky, which was extremely ominous.

Li Mo sneered at this kind of feudal superstition.

Two days passed quickly.

That night, Li Mo came to Tanshan alone.

Tanshan Mountain is not high, located five hundred miles east of the capital, and half a day's journey from the Mingju capital in the eastern suburbs.

There is nothing special about this mountain. It is famous all over the world because the founder of the Tianshi Mansion came here to seek advice and subjugate demons.

"Tomorrow is the day of battle..."

Li Mo stood on the top of the mountain, feeling the power of Tanshan. Although it was majestic, he didn't have much understanding.

After all, this is the home court of Tianshi Mansion, and he is not a disciple of Tianshi Mansion.

"I knew that such excitement would be indispensable without you."

The long wind blows thousands of miles and is illuminated by the bright moon. Where to start?

Li Mo didn't look back and spoke loudly, then he saw a graceful figure walking out of the grass in the distance.

"Yu Lingwei!"

"You are such a thief. I hid it so well and you discovered it." Yu Lingwei complained a little.

"You hide your breath well, but you don't hide the smell of powder."

Li Mo looked at the beauty walking under the moonlight and smiled softly: "What kind of powder are you using? It's very special. I haven't smelled it before."

"Never smelled it? It seems you are very knowledgeable about girls' stuff."

Yu Ling looked at Li Mo slightly suspiciously.

When Li Mo heard this, he couldn't help but laugh: "I can only say that your fragrance is so special, different and unique."

Yu Ling's beautiful eyes were gleaming, although she didn't show any joy, she was quite pleased with it.

"Our makeup is not available outside. If you want it, I can give you some."

"Why are you giving it to me? I'm a big old man, I don't need it." Li Mo shook his head.

"What an idiot. You can use it yourself or give it to the girl you like." Yu Lingwei stared at Li Mo without blinking.

"I didn't." Li Mo blurted out.

Yu Ling was startled for a moment, but turned around and looked at the undulating Tanshan Mountain in the hazy night.

"I asked Jiang Xiaobai to tell my fortune before I came."

"Um!?"

When Li Mo heard this, his expression became extremely strange, and he couldn't help but cursed: "This damn magician."

Last time about the North Pole Tower incident, Yu Lingwei also asked Jiang Xiaobai to make a fortune telling him that if he entered this tower, he would die in his lifetime.

As a result, Li Mo entered the North Pole Tower and Feng Wannian survived, but the Black Nether Sword Demon died, looking like a crow's mouth.

"He will never think of it again in this life." Li Mo spat.

He knew that Jiang Xiaobai was grounded by his family elders and might not be able to get out in a short time.

"He said……"

"Wait a minute...don't say anything, I don't want to hear it."

Li Mo quickly waved his hand. He didn't know what Jiang Xiaobai said, but he definitely couldn't spit out any ivory.

"I never thought someone like you would be afraid of life."

Yu Lingwei looked at Li Mo's reaction and chuckled.

"Wrong...he thinks it's luck, not fate. Besides..."

Li Mo shook his head and said calmly: "I have never believed in this banning nonsense."

"Feudal dross!?"

Yu Ling was stunned for a moment, feeling strange and novel about such words.

Li Mo smiled and didn't explain. This was a good habit brought from his previous life. I sneered at feudal superstition. I couldn't afford to kneel in front of the Temple of Wealth.

If the left eye jumps, it is destiny, if the right eye jumps, it is the remnants of feudalism.

In this case, he didn't want to listen to Jiang Xiaobai's lies.

"There will be a lot of people paying attention to the fight tomorrow. Don't you want to know your destiny in advance?"

"Fighting depends on strength, not luck."

Li Mo changed the topic and suddenly asked: "Are there many people paying attention?"

"Didn't you notice that there is a little lion that has been secretly staring at you?" Yu Ling said with a mysterious smile.

"The lion eats white!?"

Li Mo's heart moved slightly. This great demon of the nine-headed spirit lion lineage, like Jie Pipa and Xia Chanming, came from the Guixu Demon Market, and his status was not low.

However, after several trainings by Li Mo, he has almost developed into his own person.

Li Mo even planned to find an opportunity to take photos of him.

Since Li Mo returned to the capital, Shi Shibai has also followed him. He is hiding in the dark. Li Mo also knows that now he is slightly exposed by the fish spirit, and he can't help but smile.

"Do you want to eat both of this lion's heads?"

Li Mo sneered in his heart and said immediately: "That's the little thing from Guixu."

"So you know." Yu Ling said lightly: "Gui Xu is also targeting us, which is not a good thing."

"You better watch out."

"What are you afraid of? Lingwei, you may have forgotten what I do..."

Li Mo laughed loudly and said: "I was born in Hongmen... Hongmen specializes in Guixu."

"What's more, this is the capital city, under the emperor's feet, how dare they act so arrogantly!?"

"That's impossible to say..."

Yu Ling shook his head slightly and said with deep meaning: "Twenty years ago, when the fire shone in the capital, those monsters made a big fuss..."

"Since you are from Hongmen, you should know."

Li Mo raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

The previous Lord of Demonic Time was captured by Hongmen at that time and suppressed in prison until today.

"Those monsters not only have the courage to cause trouble, but also have the strength to cause trouble." Yu Ling said softly.

"Strength? As far as I know, the leaders of the four Guixu tribes are all true king-level experts."

Although the powerful True King is terrifying, Xuantian Pavilion possesses the [Xuantian Seven Jue], and those are all beings who have harvested the Dao Fruit.

"Don't forget, there are ten divine weapons in Guixu, and they are all existences comparable to enlightened beings..."

Yu Lingwei reminded: "What's more, you have forgotten someone."

"You mean..."

"The Lord of Guixu, Wan Zongliu!"

"All the magic arts in the world belong to the sect... It is said that that man is a terrifying existence who has integrated all the magic arts in the world... Throughout the ages, there is no magic technique from any orthodoxy that he can't master..."

At this point, Yu Lingwei's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. When this legendary figure was mentioned, even she seemed to feel great pressure.

"All magic techniques in the world belong to the sect? Are there still such people in this world!?"

Li Mo's expression changed slightly. This was the first time he heard the name of the Lord of Return to Ruins.

"Yes, there are absolutely no lies..."

"Even the Great Dream Eternal Art you know... is nothing more than a plaything in the hands of that man." Yu Lingwei's voice revealed a hint of mystery and pressure.