The founder of all religions

The sea is flowing across the sea, the waves are hitting the sky, the white flowers are like smoke and clouds, and the layers of water mist are like curtains.

Zhou Lingsheng was sitting alone in a small boat, drifting with the current.

He seemed to be back in the East China Sea, back to that night.

Born in the Heavenly Family, everyone has his own helplessness. From the day he is born, his destiny is out of his control.

The cycle of life and death, day and night.

He and his only brother, who was connected by blood, were like yin and yang, living and dying, day and night.

Sleep is the companion of death.

Whenever night falls and Zhou Lingchao falls into a dream, he can gain short-term freedom, wake up from death, and experience the world shrouded in the northern night.

"Am I going to die? Real death?"

Zhou Lingsheng was alone in the boat, muttering softly.

The sea under the dark night is unfathomable, like a giant beast, hiding infinite possibilities.

He often saw this kind of scene, but he had a different feeling every time.

The sea has ever-changing emotions and ever-changing weather.

Whenever night comes, he always walks out of the tomb, or drives a small boat and goes with the current.

Or he could blend into a merchant ship and float on the sea, enjoying a level of popularity rarely seen on ordinary days.

Those boat passengers often say that the sea is like the sky and will never be conquered by others, so you should be in awe.

Until that day, he was mingling with people as usual, traveling on a merchant ship like a guest.

The weather that night was extremely abnormal. God was furious, thundering like thunder and drums, and hurricanes swept through, as if they were about to turn the entire sea.

With such a celestial phenomenon, not to mention ordinary people, even monks would feel as if they were facing the end of the world.

However, at the moment when the ship was about to capsize, under the reflection of the thunder, a figure loomed in the wild waves of the angry sea. In a trance, there seemed to be a loud voice, overwhelming the wind and waves.

"The waves in the sea are like iron armor, who can shock the gods and stand first!"

At that moment, Zhou Lingsheng saw a young man riding the wind and breaking through the sea. He was laughing so loudly that he was even three points lower than the thunder of God...

Canghai was like a giant beast, but it was tamed under his feet and became extremely docile.

The wind and waves were calm, and the young man also arrived in front of him.

Zhou Lingsheng looked at him curiously and asked, "Who are you?"

"I have many names, which one do you ask?" the young man said with a smile.

"Name..." Zhou Lingsheng was thoughtful.

He also has a name, but aside from his name, he doesn't know who he is, why he lives in this world, or why he lives.

"You don't even know who you are, why are you asking me?"

The young man stood on the waves and couldn't help but laugh.

"My name is Zhou Lingsheng..."

"That was given to you by someone else, not the real you..." The corners of the young man's mouth raised slightly, but there was a hint of mockery.

As soon as he finished speaking, huge waves surged in the distance, the sea became violent again, and a strange sound came from the depths of the sea, like a dragon's roar.

"Today I have a long tassel in my hand, when will I tie the blue dragon?"

The young man turned around and looked into the depths of the endless sea, with a different kind of brilliance in his bright eyes.

"Really I..."

"There is no free person in the world, but not a free person in the world... The blood of Shenzong has no romance... It's ridiculous..."

The young man looked back, took a deep look at Zhou Lingsheng, then turned around and walked on the waves towards the depths of the vast ocean.

"who are you?"

Zhou Lingsheng came around slowly and asked loudly.

"Don't ask me about it. A hero looks back and becomes a god."

At this moment, a burst of loud laughter shook the floating world for three thousand miles, overwhelming the waves and covering Yunzhou. The laughter rumbled and shook, and even the sound of the wild waves in the sea was suppressed by such vigor.

"Don't ask me if I tell people of the time, a hero will become a god when he looks back..."

"Heroes look back and become immortals..."

Zhou Lingsheng murmured softly, and the scene in front of him disappeared like smoke.

The sky he was standing on was still the starry sky, and Li Mo stood in front of him.

At this moment, Li Mo seemed to be different. He had refined those two great beings and entered an unfathomable realm.

"So that's it... I woke up from a big dream, and today I know who I am..."

Zhou Lingsheng looked at Li Mo and felt lighter than ever before, but there was a look of relief in his eyes.

"Huh!? You actually know the way forward and retreat."

Li Mo looked at Zhou Lingsheng and couldn't help but reveal a strange look.

He could see that the sixteenth prince had become different after losing his greatest strength and support.

"Thank you for your support!"

Zhou Lingsheng smiled slightly, and suddenly, there seemed to be a real fire burning in his body, burning unquenchably, and the real breath all over his body was boiling.

"You...have ruined your own cultivation!?"

Li Mo was stunned, never expecting that the prince would be so decisive.

Not only did he burn his own cultivation, he even stripped out his own blood, beating like a ball of real fire, conveying a mysterious and terrifying aura.

"Give it to you..."

The corners of Zhou Lingsheng's mouth raised slightly. His cultivation level continued to decline and his aura became extremely weak. However, the smile on his face was as bright as ever.

Li Mo hesitated for a moment, and a small white tower appeared in his palm. It was the Arctic Tower.

The North Pole Tower was originally a treasure refined by the Ninth Prince. It contained the imperial dragon energy and was just in time to contain the blood of the Daqian royal family.

Buzz…

The burning ball flexibly sank into the North Pole Tower, and suddenly, a strange wave appeared. The tower was covered with runes, making it more mysterious and unpredictable.

The Imperial Dragon Qi seemed to have undergone some kind of change after being fused with the Shenzong bloodline.

"You are so cruel, I am embarrassed to kill you."

Li Mo glanced at Zhou Lingsheng. He had cultivated to such a level, but he abandoned his cultivation at a glance, which made Li Mo even embarrassed to kill him.

Originally, he was still hesitating about how to do it cleanly without leaving any traces or getting angry.

After all, this is a prince, and with Gu Changan's experience, he cannot be rash and impulsive.

Now that he was doing this, Li Mo was even more embarrassed to kill someone.

He raised his eyes and saw that Zhou Lingsheng had turned into a mortal at this moment, without any cultivation. If he were not in Li Mo's void, he would immediately be crushed to ashes by the pressure from outside.

"Can you take me somewhere?"

At this moment, Zhou Lingsheng spoke.

"Where?" Li Mo asked.

He had to admit that even if he was a descendant of the Shenzong bloodline and the royal family, he had a unique temperament even if he became an ordinary person, and he would still be neither humble nor arrogant in the face of a strong man like him.

Zhou Lingsheng pondered for a moment, then turned around, his deep eyes seeming to be looking far away.

"Heroes look back and become gods. Who is the god? I am the god!"

Zhou Lingsheng smiled slightly, turned around and said softly: "East China Sea!"

"as you wish!"

Li Mo nodded, and with a flick of his finger, the void cracked open, and the sound of waves rose and fell one after another.

"Go!"

Li Mo waved his hand, and Zhou Lingsheng stepped into the void and disappeared as the crack healed.

"The Daqian Royal Family... is really interesting..."

Li Mo looked at the empty starry sky and couldn't help but whisper.

He turned around, took one step, left Tianwai, and returned to Tanshan.

"Look...Li Mo...it's Li Mo..."

At this moment, someone with sharp eyes shouted loudly.

Looking over one after another, they saw Li Mo coming through the air unscathed.

"What's going on? Where is the seventeenth prince?"

"Are you confused? The seventeenth prince died a month ago...at the hands of the great demon Gu Changan!"

"Who was that just now? Isn't that the Seventeenth Prince?"

"If the seventeenth prince had not died...then would Gu Changan be innocent? Then wouldn't the Gu family of Beiliang have wiped out all nine clans in vain!?"

Questions arose like bubbles in everyone's minds.

One of the questions that people are most concerned about is whether the seventeenth prince is dead or not. Is it a bit unfair that the Gu family was wiped out? ?

"you……"

On top of Tan Mountain, Jiang Qianqiu looked at Li Mo who had returned safely, but he was stunned.

"Old Li, if you don't come back, I'm going to torture you to extract a confession..."

Feng Wannian looked at Jiang Qianqiu fiercely: "Now that he has been castrated, let's talk..."

"Hey...we are all friends, it doesn't have to be like this..."

When Li Mo raised his hand, he was quite generous. He would never give too much to money-giving boys like Jiang Qianqiu and Zhou Lingsheng.

"You...how could you...he...him!?"

Jiang Qianqiu looked at Li Mo blankly and couldn't help asking.

"Who? You mean His Highness Seventeenth? He's gone... He just came here to catch up with old times and say hello..."

"As you all know... His Highness Seventeenth and I have a good personal relationship."

Li Mo turned around and looked at Feng Wannian and Master Ji.

"Yes, yes...everyone knows...everyone knows."

"You should have stayed with His Highness for a meal."

Feng Wannian and Master Ji nodded and said quickly.

"He is not……"

Jiang Qianqiu was stunned when he heard the words. He was about to defend himself when the words came to his lips, but he didn't know how to speak.

He couldn't say that was the sixteenth prince.

As we all know, the Sixteenth Prince died young. If we say he is not dead now, how can we explain it?

This involves the secrets of the royal family, and it is also related to the forbidden land of Shenzong...

Who dares to say it clearly?

"It turns out it's really the Seventeenth Prince... He... He's not dead..."

"Last time, which bastard kept saying that he saw the seventeenth prince beaten to death in the street? Wasn't he just spraying shit with his eyes closed and talking nonsense?"

"This is a big joke... The seventeenth prince is not dead... Gu Changan is not guilty... Damn... Thousands of lives of the Gu family in Beiliang... died in vain!?"

"This... thousand-year-old family has been punished by nine clans because of this... this..."

A series of surprised voices sounded on Tanshan Mountain, and became louder and louder.

Even Shen Qingge, the sky-swallowing sword breeder, couldn't help but look suspicious.

Jiang Qianqiu was stunned. He realized that his hesitation caused an unexplainable misunderstanding.

"Did the court do it on purpose? To suppress the family?"

"It's very possible... When Shenzong was in power, he had some thoughts about the family, but at that time he was busy annihilating all the sects and pacifying the monsters in the mountains and seas, so he just let it go."

"The imperial court is planning to take action against aristocratic families from all over the world."

"It's very possible that it's just an excuse... After all, the aristocratic family is so powerful. They can't eat and breathe today, but they may rebel tomorrow."

Voices approaching the truth came one after another. Amidst people's whispers, the imperial court's established national policies were about to be revealed.

Jiang Qianqiu was completely dumbfounded. He found that he seemed to have no explanation.

At this moment, even if he stood up and said that he was the sixteenth prince and not the seventeenth prince, he seemed to be trying to hide it.

People are more willing to believe the truth they guess.

"Brother Jiang, if aristocratic families from all over the country really get into trouble... you'd better go home and write a checkup quickly."

"Write a check!?"

Jiang Qianqiu was stunned, as if he didn't understand.

"I am willing to admit defeat..."

Li Mo grinned, not bothering to explain, and immediately said: "Brother Jiang, you lost the battle in Tanshan."

"I lost."

Jiang Qianqiu lowered his head like a defeated rooster.

He knew what Li Mo meant. He would lose the battle and would naturally have to pay the price.

His bet is a place to enter the [Xuantian Immortal Sect].

"Take it!"

Jiang Qianqiu gritted his teeth, feeling extremely painful. He raised his hand, and a hexagonal crystal flew out. It was made of condensed void, and a mysterious rune was suspended in the center of the crystal.

"If the Xuantian Immortal Gate is opened, you can enter with this token."

Jiang Qianqiu's expression was extremely sad. This thing was extremely precious. Even if it were exchanged for an innate holy weapon, there would probably be people who would be willing to do so.

Now, he could only hand it over to Li Mo in vain.

"Is this a gadget?" Li Mo took the hexagonal crystal and felt an extremely mysterious aura.

"If you don't believe it, you can go to Xuantian Pavilion to test it."

"Believe it, of course I believe it...Brother Jiang is an honest gentleman, so he will naturally not let me down."

Li Mo smiled slightly, put the hexagonal crystal in his bag, and waved his hand to signal Feng Wannian to let it go.

"Can I leave now?" Jiang Qianqiu gritted his teeth.

He thought that this bet was a sure bet, but he didn't expect that he would suffer such a big mistake. It was a great shame and humiliation.

"Of course...Brother Jiang is free."

"See you later."

Jiang Qianqiu gritted his teeth, turned around and left. He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

"Brother Jiang, if something like this happens again in the future, please don't forget me."

Li Mo waved his hand and said hello loudly.

Pfft...

Before Jiang Qianqiu had gone far, his body trembled suddenly, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, leaving a shocking blood mark in the sky.

"Let's go too."

Li Mo was in a good mood, and the Tanshan battle had come to an end, but it left everyone with many questions and topics for discussion.

…

In the evening, there is a bright house in the eastern suburbs.

The courtyard that used to be quiet in the past is extremely lively today, with bright lights and Uncle Ma's broth mixed with the refreshing aroma of wine. Just by changing the cup and changing the cup, people are already getting drunk.

"What? Have you stepped into the celestial realm!?"

Feng Wannian put down his wine glass and howled loudly, which made everyone sober.

"That's right." Li Mo looked strange and said a little uncertainly.

"If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not... What does it mean?"

Master Ji couldn't help but glance at Li Mo.

"My celestial phenomena...are a bit strange...it's hard to say, it's hard to say..." Li Mo shook his head.