The founder of all religions

The next day, Xuantian Pavilion.

The ancient forbidden palace slowly opened, and the cold wind seemed to have passed through a thousand years of time, pouring out through the gap in the palace door.

"This place was originally called [Ming Yue Palace], and it was Li Zu's dojo. The name was given by Shenzong..."

Feng Wannian introduced in a low voice from the side.

"Mingyue Palace!?"

"Um!"

Master Ji nodded and said: "Because Li Zu misses his hometown, His Majesty Shenzong bestowed this name..."

"Look up at the bright moon, lower your head and miss your hometown... Shenzong's literary talent is among the best in the world."

"Look up at the bright moon, lower your head and miss your hometown... You are indeed a fellow countryman."

Li Mo couldn't help but feel a little dazed as he listened, but he felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

"Old Li, did you really give up your rare spot to this fox!?"

Feng Wannian saw Li Mo coming with the little fox in his arms, and couldn't help but try to persuade him again.

"We're all here, of course we have to go in together."

This time entering [Xuantian Immortal Sect], Li Mo's most important thing was to cultivate the little fox, and he himself was the second most important thing.

After all, the little fox only has the blood of Shenzong.

"I want to remind you... once we enter Xuantian Immortal Sect, all of us will be separated, and no one knows where we are scattered."

At this moment, Feng Wannian warned: "You little fox, don't die in there."

"Scattered all over the place? What do you mean?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

He only knew that the [Xuantian Immortal Sect] was Li Zu's magical weapon, but other than that, he knew nothing about it.

"The Xuantian Immortal Sect has a universe within it, a world of its own, with endless territory, and hundreds of millions of people..."

Feng Wannian said in a deep voice: "The flow of time here is different from the outside world..."

"A year inside the door is equivalent to half a month outside."

"The Xuantian Immortal Sect's greatest opportunity is Fazang."

"Every Dharma treasure is a gift from heaven... Enter the Immortal Sect and find as many Dharma treasures as possible."

Master Ji reminded him, obviously he also knew a lot about [Xuantian Immortal Sect].

"What Fa Zang?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"You'll know when you get in."

Having said this, Feng Wannian's eyes darkened slightly and he looked at Li Mo and the little fox in his arms.

"Remember, once you enter the fairy gate, you are really dead. You have to be careful about the natives inside..."

"There are many masters among these natives, especially those who have obtained the Dharma Tibet, which is even more terrifying."

"besides……"

Feng Wannian looked around and said in a deep voice: "As well as those of us coming in from the outside, you should also be careful..."

To be able to enter the [Xuantian Immortal Sect], one must be a leader from all parties, or a child of the royal family.

For example, Master Ji represents the lineage of King Zhennan, and he himself is of royal blood.

Feng Wannian and Shen Qingge, as Xuanmen sword types, naturally have the qualifications to enter. The other [Chaos Sword Type] who has never appeared before may also be able to enter.

In addition, people like Wu Tianfeng and Jiang Qianqiu naturally have quotas.

The masters who enter [Xuantian Immortal Sect] have enemies and friends.

"It may not happen, but if it does happen, it's hard to say..."

Feng Wannian seemed to be very anxious and reminded him again: "Don't rely on your magical power. No one who can enter Xuanmen is weak..."

"Especially once they obtain the Dharma Storehouse, their cultivation will improve rapidly."

Li Mo's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help showing a strange expression: "What exactly is Fazang? Is it so magical?"

"You'll know when you get in."

"Also...be careful of one person." Feng Wannian was like an old mother, talking endlessly.

"who!?"

"Evil Prajna!"

"Evil Prajna? Why haven't I heard of this person?" Li Mo showed doubts.

"We can stay in Xuantian Immortal Sect for a year, but Evil Prajna can stay there for a long time..."

"In other words, he is the guardian within the Xuantian Immortal Sect."

After saying this, a solemn look appeared on Feng Wannian's face, and he took a deep look at Li Mo.

"He is the wrathful form of the Monk King!"

"The wrathful body of the Monk King!?"

Li Mo's expression changed slightly. He had once heard from Gu Jingting that the monk king had a profound knowledge of Taoism and had cultivated more than one Dharma body. The most powerful golden body was enshrined in the [Tianchan Hall].

Gu Jingting speculated that the Monk King had cultivated at least three dharma bodies. If he could cultivate all of them to the realm of the [Enlightened One] and merge them into one, he would be able to go one step further and achieve the strongest realm.

"The Monk King...is worthy of being one of Xuantian's Seven Wonders..."

"This wrathful body of Monk King is no small matter. I heard that it is very close to enlightenment."

Feng Wannian said in a deep voice: "Evil Prajna is almost the most terrifying existence in the immortal sect, so you must be careful not to provoke him."

"I see."

Li Mo nodded. Unless he was crazy, how could he provoke such beings? Even though he had a bad impression of the Monk King.

"come in."

At this moment, a towering and majestic voice resounded throughout the hall.

Everyone followed the sound and walked into the depths of the forbidden palace.

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared at the end of the Forbidden Palace...

It was a portal, like a ray of light in the darkness. With Li Mo's current strength, he couldn't even get a glimpse of the entire portal.

"This is the Xuantian Immortal Sect...the real magic weapon..."

There seemed to be a voice shouting in Li Mo's heart.

Although he could not get a glimpse of the whole [Xuantian Immortal Sect], he had a strange feeling that this portal seemed to have life.

"Her bloodline..."

Suddenly, a strange voice echoed in Li Mo's mind.

"who?"

"Forbidden life..."

The weird sound sounded again, becoming clearer.

Li Mo's heart moved slightly, and he looked at the portal in front of him with a strange expression.

"go in."

At this moment, Li Mo was pushed by someone unknown and took a step forward. The little fox in his arms also jumped up.

The mysterious runes rushed out from his hands and turned into two mysterious lights, wrapping one person and one fox, and entered the Xuantian Immortal Gate.

Of these two runes, one was won from Jiang Qianqiu, and the other was given to Li Mo by Hongmen.

"Little fox, please don't die."

Li Mo shouted in a low voice. Immediately afterwards, he felt as if he had passed through a membrane. The wind was whistling in his ears. When he opened his eyes, he saw another scene before him. The world was vast and endless.

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Endless country.

Black Dragon Domain, True Flame City.

The morning fog had not yet dissipated, and a group of disciples gathered together in the [Ji Ling Academy] to talk about yesterday's vision.

Since the existence of the Endless Kingdom, [spirit-sacrifice palaces] have been established in all regions of the world. Citizens of all kingdoms, regardless of gender, can enter the palace to practice at the age of nine, except for the "Tao Jing" and "Wu Jing". , there are also subjects such as Nine Palaces, Yin and Yang, Five Elements, Talisman and so on.

Yesterday at midnight, the blue waves were thousands of miles along the Blackwater River, and red light came out of the sky from Zhenyan City, covering hundreds of miles, and the sky was filled with clouds, as bright as day.

Such visions alerted the masters of Zhenyan City and even the Black Dragon Territory. Many masters of the secluded cultivators of the Spiritual Sacrifice Academy came forward.

"A natural vision must be auspicious, but I don't know which noble person will get this great opportunity."

In the academy, an old man with an immortal air said. He had a fluttering white beard, a Taoist robe, decorated with stars, and pearls with light, showing his mystery and depth.

"It's the Wang family's little baby." Next to him, a middle-aged man with starry eyebrows and sharp eyes said.

"It's been thirty years. Our True Flame City has not obtained a Dharma Tibetan for thirty years. It's time for our True Flame City to shine brightly this time," said the old Taoist, stroking his beard.

Dharma Tibet is the greatest opportunity in the endless realm.

According to rumors, a long time ago, countless immortals perished in the world, and their power, experience, insights, magical powers, etc. were turned into dharma treasures, scattered throughout the endless country, and only those who are destined can obtain them.

Lord Yi of the Divine Shooting, Taoist of Nine Bones, Evil Lord of Hundred Refiners, Immortal of Ten Thousand Swords...

These immortals who are famous all over the world and who were once high above the world can turn into a terrifying strong man overnight and become invincible in the world with the Dharma treasures they left behind.

For the tens of billions of people in the Endless Country, every Dharma possession is the beginning of becoming an invincible overlord, an opportunity to become an immortal and ascend...

You know, once you obtain the Dharma Treasure, you have inherited all the power, experience, insights, etc. of this immortal. How terrifying would it be if you grew up like this?

This is a more evil existence than any genius!

At this time, not only the Sacrificial Spirit Academy, but also the entire Zhenyan City were talking about this matter. Soon, rumors spread that smoke was rising from the Wang family's ancestral tomb, and the family's youngest son, Wang Ju, obtained the Dharma Tibetan.

Just when everyone was talking about yesterday's vision...

Zhenyan City, Nancheng.

In the Luofu Tavern, a group of drinkers exchanged glasses and talked about yesterday's vision.

Upstairs, the owner of the tavern was holding a yellowed leather scroll and studying it carefully.

"The Twelve Divine Breath Techniques...the cultivation methods in this world are different from those outside..."

Li Mo entered the [Xuantian Immortal Sect] and came to this world more than half a month ago.

He has been staying in Zhenyan City, opened a tavern, and observed everything in the world.

The Twelve Divine Breath Technique is the basic skill of [Sacrifice to the Spirit Academy]. It is a foundation-building method practiced by all disciples entering the palace from all regions in the world. However, because it is common and the effect is extremely slow, most disciples who are slightly qualified After practicing for a period of time, you will switch to other exercises.

However, this technique is somewhat special in Li Mo's eyes. Rumor has it that this technique was created when the [Spirit Sacrifice Academy] was first established. It integrates the breathing techniques of the twelve ancient races and alien species. It contains mysterious changes that can be used to study the human body. The secret can be said to be the most top-notch foundation-building method...

"It's a pity that this method is easy to learn but difficult to master. If you can understand its secrets, you must be a dragon or a phoenix among people..."

"This is screening."

Li Mo put down the yellowed leather roll in his hand, picked up the tea bowl, and took a sip.

"The way this world cultivates talents is really interesting..."

"It's a pity that no matter how evil you are, your qualifications and abilities can't compare to a Dharma Tibetan."

As he spoke, Li Mo stretched out his right hand and shook his palm gently. A cloud of black mist surged out, clustered together, and runes blossomed.

Black Nightmare Demon Lord, this is the first Dharma treasure that Li Mo obtained when he came to this world.

After he gained enlightenment, he discovered a secret, the biggest secret about Dharma Tibet.

"Forbidden land creatures...these Dharma possessions turned out to be forbidden land creatures that have been purified."

Li Mo was filled with emotion that the immortals spoken by the tens of billions of people in the Endless Realm were actually creatures from forbidden lands.

After purification, they transformed into Dharma treasures scattered everywhere.

Just like the [Black Nightmare Demon Lord] obtained by Li Mo, the actual body is actually [Black Sky].

"You and I are really destined." Li Mo chuckled and said, "It's a pity that you are of no use to me."

According to the classification, the Dharma Cang is divided into twelve grades, and the [Black Nightmare Dharma Cang] can only be counted as the tenth grade.

At Li Mo's level, the Dharma treasures that are truly useful to him must reach at least the sixth level.

"Li Zu is really amazing..."

Li Mo raised his hand and put away the [Black Nightmare Dharma Treasure].

This kind of purified forbidden land creature can also be used by ordinary monks, but it is wonderful and reaches the sky.

Li Zu originally came from the forbidden land. He captured the creatures in the forbidden land and imprisoned them here. After purification, they turned into chance. It is simply unimaginable.

"This is their prison, and it is also their paradise." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

It's been more than a month since he came here, and he already has enough understanding of this world. It's time to find his own opportunity in silence.

But at the moment, Li Mo didn't seem to be in a hurry. As soon as he thought about it, he saw a group of drinkers in the lobby chatting happily. Of course, the most talked about thing was the strange phenomenon yesterday, that there was smoke coming out of the Wang family's ancestral grave.

"Zhao Xuantan, the Wang family is prosperous, and you slaves may be in trouble too."

At this moment, a burst of laughter sounded from the corner.

A young man was sitting there, wearing rag shoes with holes in them, and his clothes were patched.

He lowered his head and drank alone. He also drank the cheapest Shao Daozi, without even a plate of food or wine.

"Hehe, you, a slave, also learned how to practice. Although you have entered the [Spiritual Sacrifice Academy], you don't have the qualifications to practice..."

The drinker next to him saw that the young man ignored him and simply opened his old scars.

"If I succeed in my practice in the future, I will be the first to fuck you..."

At this moment, the young man raised his head suddenly, with a look of impatience in his eyes.

When the drinker heard this, he was not angry, but laughed loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you can practice, a sow can climb a tree."

"Xiao Zhao, don't listen to their nonsense. Your young master will definitely reward his slaves generously if he gets the Dharma Tibet. When the time comes, he will save some money, marry a wife, and live a stable life. Isn't it more comfortable than being a god?"

An old man next to him stepped forward to rescue him and told his past experience.

Who among the people here did not have the dream of becoming an immortal through cultivation when they were young? However, destiny is determined by nature, and most people are destined to be ordinary. If you don't accept your own ordinaryness, you are going against nature, and you will naturally be in trouble.

"Who says I can't be a god..."

The young man became anxious and slammed the table, squeezing his neck and saying, "Maybe one day, I will also be able to obtain the Dharma Tibetan."

As soon as these words came out, the whole tavern suddenly became quiet. After a brief moment of astonishment, there was even more violent laughter.

"I can really..."

"Zhao Xuantan... then tell me why you can obtain the Dharma Tibet?" the drinker next to him said with a smile.

"I had a revelation...I had a dream..."

The young man ignored the roar of laughter and lowered his voice.

"I dreamed that there were twenty-four beads rising and falling on the sea, shining brightly!!"