The founder of all religions

The Yellow River is a great calamity for the gods. No matter how powerful your methods are, no matter how mysterious your Taoism is, I will cut off the three flowers on your head, flatten the five qi in your chest, destroy the original nature of the gods, and destroy the fate of Daluo.

The heaven and earth shook, the universe was horrified, and the long river was mighty, carrying three clouds to the sky, with golden light and formations rising to the sky.

"You dare to set up this evil formation, you have committed a killing calamity, but you are the way to death."

The cold voice came faintly from outside the sky, revealing the pressure of the world.

In the mysterious light of the sun and the moon, the beautiful figure looked up, raised his eyebrows, and showed a solemn look.

"Wu Dang Shengmu, among the disciples of Tongtian, you are the most special. When the forbidden land was opened, he left you alone to guard the Biyou Palace..."

"Do you know why?"

The cold voice became more and more grand, shaking the earth and resounding throughout the universe, omnipresent and omnipotent.

In the sun and moon, the beautiful figure's eyes were as sharp as a line, as if facing a great enemy, and then a tall figure descended from another world.

"The end of the law is coming, the world is in great calamity, and the immortals and gods cannot stay out of it... He has placed a trace of the secret in you..."

"When Jiejiao is lost and all the immortals are in calamity, you can still stay out of it and keep his Tongtian lineage from burning..."

"What a pity... You don't know how to live or die, and you are facing the killing calamity and bringing about your own defeat."

The cold voice was like the law of heaven, spreading throughout the nine heavens and ten earths. Suddenly, the sky seemed to crack open, and then a black shadow was thrown out by the tall figure, the wind and thunder shook, and the fire of karma was everywhere...

One after another, incredible eyes were cast, and it turned out to be a human head.

"Zhao Xuantan!?"

"Jiejiao's outer sect disciple!"

Rumble...

The void shook, and the nine bends of the Yellow River were filled with brilliant golden light. The three clouds suddenly rose with nameless fire, killing and shocking the world.

"The end of the world, the great calamity of the gods, Tongtian will perish, not to mention his disciples!?"

Above the sky, the majestic figure issued a cold voice, as if announcing the fate of all living beings.

"Kill!"

In the mysterious light of the sun and the moon, the beautiful figure soared into the sky, turned into a blazing white light, and sank into the sky.

Boom...

The endless light and shadows shattered and dissipated, and even the sound in the ear disappeared.

The essence of the sun and the moon was like a ball of real fire, burning brightly. The white ape Wu Dang was in it, absorbing the essence, devouring the spirit, and transforming his mortal body into a young girl with a kind of eyes, which was indescribably bright and moving.

Hu...

Wudang exhaled a long breath, but it was accompanied by a faint golden and silver luster, mysterious and extraordinary. Her eyes were clear, and faintly reflected the appearance of the sun and the moon.

Obviously, with the blessing of Li Mo, she swallowed [Sun and Moon Great Tribulation], and from then on she was reborn, soaring into the sky, and her strength was even more terrifying.

"What a good fortune... In the sea of ​​calamity of the Divine Sect, there is such a strange creature... The body of a demon ape, but it has the wonder of the rotation of the sun and the moon."

Li Mo looked at the transformed Wu Dang, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"The grace of saving my life and the virtue of teaching, even if I die, I can't repay it."

Wudang walked in front of Li Mo, bowed down, and was grateful.

"This is your opportunity, and also your fortune." Li Mo waved his hand, but didn't care.

Wudang's beautiful face showed a hint of hesitation, and at the most, he seemed to have made up his mind, gritted his silver teeth, and kowtowed fiercely, saying: "My little demon is rude, please accept me as your disciple..."

"I will serve you in my teacher's life!"

"You are smart."

Li Mo chuckled, this little white ape is really good, with extraordinary talent, strong luck, playing with the sun and the moon, and spying on the secrets of heaven... The most important thing is that he is born to fit the [Spiritual Treasure Breathing Technique] he taught, and he is also destined to be with it.

"My name is Li Mo, and my Taoist name is Tongtian..."

"Disciple greets the teacher!"

Wudang was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly. However, when she woke up and chewed on the name [Tongtian], she couldn't help but think of the scene she had just seen in the Sun and Moon Catastrophe.

"Teacher, I just saw..." Wudang was about to say something but stopped.

"The sudden appearance of the heavenly secret is both a warning and a catastrophe...If you keep thinking about it, you will become a demon in your heart."

Li Mo seemed to see through Wudang's thoughts and whispered.

"The future is constantly changing, just like a long river with countless tributaries...Only by grasping the present can you determine the future..."

"Disciple understands." Wudang nodded heavily and completely forgot what he had just seen.

"You have a unique fate, you play with the sun and the moon, and spy on the secrets of heaven... There will always be disasters in the future, but you can avoid them. Even if the world changes drastically, you can continue my lineage."

Li Mo has a very far-sighted vision and found great potential in Wu Dang. If this little white ape is well cultivated, his future achievements may not be inferior to Zhao Xuantan and Duobao Taoist.

"Congratulations, you have accepted a good disciple."

At this moment, the old cat also came up. He was once a master of the demon way. Although his cultivation is not there now, his vision is still there.

"She is still young..." Li Mo whispered, and then said: "You will follow me to train well in this sea of ​​disasters of the Divine Sect."

Wudang has a unique fate, and she is born to fit the disaster. The more she devours, the stronger her cultivation will be. She will integrate the [Spiritual Treasure Breathing Art], comprehend the way of the rotation of the sun and the moon, and will be able to understand the mysterious way after refining it day by day and month by month.

After accepting Wu Dang, Li Mo's foundation will be deeper.

To be exact, apart from those released demons, his disciples now also include the outer disciple Zhao Xuantan, the inner disciple Duobao Taoist, and now with Wu Dang, he can be said to have a strong army and horses, and a strong destiny.

"Perhaps the matter of establishing a religion can be put on the agenda." An idea came to Li Mo's mind, and he could no longer suppress it.

"Thanks to the teacher today, otherwise I would be dead and there would be no future." Wudang followed Li Mo obediently, and when he recalled what he had just experienced, he felt frightened.

"Ji people have their own destiny. You are special among Shenzong's calamities, so there is no need to belittle yourself." Li Mo said casually.

"The teacher praises me, but I also know that there is a bright future..." Wudang showed a bright smile: "Many years ago, I met a peacock, and it was quite fierce..."

"Peacock!?"

At this time, even the silent old cat next to him couldn't help but cast his gaze.

"That peacock was originally rounded up by human monks and was about to die. As a result... he was saved..."

"Rescued? Who?"

"It's also a demon...it seems like someone from outside. He has a broken bell on his back..." Wudang tilted his head, a trace of reminiscence filling his beautiful eyes.

"The little demon carrying the clock... is actually him?" Li Mo was stunned for a moment, and then a strange look appeared on his face.

Wang Jiu has met this little demon before. He also met it when he was in Beimang Shiwan Desolate Hills. It is indeed special...

However, before Li Mo had time to release the animal, something unexpected happened and the little monster ran away.

"The peacock was dragged into a desperate place by the little demon carrying a bell... As a result, a five-color calamity came to the world and was swallowed up by it..."

Having said this, Wudang paused for a moment, and a look of solemnity appeared on his pretty face.

At that time, she saw that scene from a very far distance. After the peacock swallowed the five-color calamity, it was completely different. The magic weapons of the human monks could not even get close to his body. With just one brush, those people were wiped out. Killing them all was so terrifying that it was unimaginable.

The most important thing is that after the peacock devoured the five-color calamity, it actually had the ability to tear apart the void of Shenzong's sea of ​​calamity, and escaped with the little bell-backed demon.

This made Wudang envious for a long time at that time.

"That peacock should be the one that escaped twenty years ago..." the old cat whispered.

"Tsk tsk... Twenty years ago, the little demon with a bell already knew this peacock... It's kind of interesting..."

Li Mo was thoughtful, with a different kind of brilliance in his eyes. He and the little demon with the bell on his back seemed to have an inexplicable fate.

"Old Mao, you said Xuantian Pavilion once tracked down that peacock...where did he go?" Li Mo asked casually.

"East China Sea."

"East China Sea? That's such a special place... Maybe it's time to find a chance to visit." Li Mo nodded.

King Zhennan’s territory is in the East China Sea, and Guixu’s lair is also suspected to be hidden in the East China Sea. Even the [Dragon King of the East China Sea], one of the eight great demons in the world, comes from there...

That vast expanse of land seems to possess incredible magical power, creating its unique existence.

"Let's go."

Li Mo waved his hand. He had to first understand the secret realm of the True King, step into the catastrophe, and find the little fox before he could be considered successful.

At this moment, his eyes twitched slightly, he suddenly stopped and looked in one direction.

"What's wrong?" Old Cat asked involuntarily.

"I found it...it turned out to be there..."

Li Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, finally catching a trace of the little fox's aura. He took one step and disappeared with Lao Mao and Wu Dang.

…

Shenzong Jiehai is a high mountain made of black iron. Thick thunderbolts crashed down on this mountain, but they couldn't leave any mark on it.

The void floated, and a streak of blood flew out, transforming into a embarrassed figure. It was Zhou Qingli.

He clutched his broken arm, his face turned pale, and he stumbled to the ground.

"Little Lord!?"

At this moment, deep in the mountains, in front of the ancient cave, two figures came out and helped the seriously injured Zhou Qingli up. They looked at Zhou Qingli in such a miserable state, and couldn't help but have a look of shock on their faces.

You must know that this is the biological son of the Eighth Prince, the real Dragon Son and Grandson. This time he entered the Shenzong Tribulation Sea just to practice and practice, and he was accompanied by a true master level master from the East China Sea...

Such and such, why did I end up in such a miserable and embarrassing state after going out for a while?

"I want to see my father..." Zhou Qingli said angrily.

This time, he suffered heavy losses. Not only did he lose his face and arms, but the masters around him and the [Void Spear] given by his father fell into the hands of the opponent.

"Walk."

The two masters met each other and knew that something big had happened, so they helped Zhou Qingli enter the cave.

On the high black iron throne, a burly figure loomed in the dim firelight. The man's eyes revealed an irresistible majesty, and the void behind him was even more blurry.

"I understand, go down."

A cold voice came faintly from above the throne, making Zhou Qingli below stunned for a moment.

"Father..."

"Go down."

The cold sound sounded again, like the collision of metal and stone, making people chill.

Zhou Qingli gritted his teeth and could only retreat. He could not resist his father's will, just because his father was Zhou Linglong, the eighth son of Emperor Qian, and he was not the only son under his knees.

Zhou Qingli raised his eyes, took a deep look at the figure on the Black Iron Throne, and then withdrew with full of unwillingness.

In the huge cave, it seemed that only the lonely figure on the throne was left.

"Tsk tsk, don't you care about your own son?"

At this moment, a human face appeared in the dancing firelight, strange and ever-changing.

"I lost the Void Spear, destroyed Ao Palace, and almost left my life outside... Such a performance is really not qualified to be my son..."

Zhou Linglong whispered indifferently and cast his cold gaze in the direction in which Zhou Qingli was retreating.

"Shenzong has lost all his face."

"Don't you want to know who dared to kill the royal family?"

In the firelight, the beating sound resounded again.

"Even the void spear can be swallowed and refined at will, the blue sky avenue is like duckweed... that sword is actually among the king's grade..."

Zhou Linglong raised his hand, but there was a faint mark of void wrapped around his fingertips.

He sensed it as early as when the [Void Spear] was refined by Qingping Sword.

"Tongtian...that brat who has been causing a lot of trouble in the capital recently!? He does have some skills, maybe he can use them..."

Zhou Linglong flicked his fingers, and the mark on his fingertips disappeared, as if he didn't take it to heart.

"I'm almost successful. I hope what you said is true."

"Of course...you have to know that since Shenzong suppressed the forbidden area a thousand years ago, only his bloodline can enter there..."

In the dancing firelight, the face changed again, and the sneaky voice revealed deep bewitchment.

"The Forbidden Land of Shenzong...there are beings that can live forever...Since ancient times, breath-eaters and gods are immortal..."

"Even a figure like the Sword Immortal in White is still trapped in the five hundred years of heaven and earth..."

At this point, Zhou Linglong's eyes flashed with fiery fluctuations.

"I've tried it, but why..."

"Because your bloodline is not strong enough..."

In the beating firelight, the face turned extremely greedy: "You still need to take your bloodline one step further... just like your brother..."

"Fourth!?" Zhou Linglong's face darkened.

"That's right... He devoured the Ninth Prince's bloodline back then and absorbed everything from him... His current achievements are unimaginable... He is the one with the strongest Shenzong bloodline among your brothers..."

"Perhaps he has found the forbidden land of Shenzong."

The voice in the fire completely aroused Zhou Linglong's emotions. His eyes revealed a look of great desire. Wherever he looked, he saw a furnace, and in the fierce true fire was a little fox.

"Children of Emperor Qian...if you eat her, you will become stronger..."

"Get closer to Shenzong!!"

In the dancing firelight, the bewitching voice became extremely crazy.