The founder of all religions

Fifteen years later.

The sky was clear, the water was blue, and a big sun was hanging high, reflecting the boundless waves.

"Grandpa, the East China Sea is so big, you can't see the end at a glance."

A small boat drifted with the waves, and the boy rolled up his trousers and sat in the boat to look through, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Silly child, this is Bi Bo Lake... not the East China Sea... at most it is one of the entrances to the East China Sea..."

The old man was naked, revealing his dark and strong body, fiddling with the fishing net, looking at his grandson's innocent and lovely appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

"Ah? It's not the East China Sea at this size? How big is the East China Sea?" The boy couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Even the immortals in the sky can't reach the end... Fifteen years ago, the East China Sea was not that big."

The old man paused for a moment, recalling the past, which was a pain that could not be touched by the world.

Fifteen years ago, the Xuantian catastrophe struck, and the world suffered. Mountains and rivers were broken, and the world of Daqian fell apart. Even the huge East China Sea seemed to be punctured and poured towards the surrounding land.

No one can tell how big the East China Sea is now.

"The Xuantian catastrophe..." The young man was indifferent.

His parents, and uncle... all died in that catastrophe, leaving only him and his grandfather to depend on each other.

It is said that more than 60% of the people in the world were buried in that catastrophe.

"If there was no Tongtian Daojun... I'm afraid the sky would collapse."

The old man looked up, his old palm covered his forehead, blocking the dazzling sunlight, and saw a shadow of a mountain above the vast sky, looming, as if it would fall down at any time.

"Grandpa... they say Tongtian Daojun is a demon." The young man said timidly.

After the Xuantian catastrophe, the Daqian Kingdom was destroyed, and the Xuantian Pavilion became the only faith of the people in the world. They saved the people from the water and fire, and claimed that when the fairyland came in the future, everyone could be saved and everyone could get eternal life.

"If it weren't for Tongtian Daojun... we would have been able to enter the fairyland long ago... and my parents wouldn't have died..." The boy clenched his fists and looked at the empty and untouchable world in the sky.

"Silly child... that's a lie... don't believe it... if it wasn't for Tongtian Daojun's life sacrifice... we would all die..." The old man covered the boy's mouth and said in a deep voice.

Fifteen years ago, after the catastrophe, two completely different voices appeared in the world. As the old man said, Tongtian Daojun was regarded as the savior of the world, and it was he who stopped the catastrophe.

There is also the demon theory that most people agree with, as the Xuantian Pavilion preaches, that Tongtian Daojun is the source of the catastrophe. If it weren't for him, everyone in the world could become an immortal now, why would they sink into the world and suffer the pain of the mortal world! ?

"Where did you come from, old man, to dare to speak such evil words!"

At this moment, a cold shout resounded over the vast blue waves, and the sky split open, as if a light like an eye was flashing, locking the grandfather and grandson firmly.

Buzz...

The next moment, the void split open, and a group of people stepped on the floating clouds and walked out, with robes fluttering on their bodies, and the mark of Xuantian Pavilion on the corner of their clothes was clearly visible.

"Take them away!"

The leading young man shouted loudly, and the sound of the chain shaking resounded over the blue lake.

Nowadays, the world is sparsely populated, and these two grandfathers and grandsons are also a rare harvest.

"Grandpa..."

The young man was terrified, but was protected by the old man behind him. The two of them were like frightened little animals, huddled at the bow, looking at the god-like existence in the sky in horror, and could only helplessly wait for the arrival of fate.

"Has Tianshi Mansion completely become a minion after being merged into Xuantian Pavilion?"

At this moment, a cold shout suddenly exploded on the blue waves. As soon as the voice fell, the chain that looked like a spirit snake coming out of a hole actually melted into molten iron in front of everyone's eyes and dripped into the vast lake.

"Who is it?"

The leading young man's face suddenly changed. He looked up and saw a beautiful woman stepping into the air. She was dressed in a white fairy skirt and had an unparalleled grace. Her eyes seemed to contain the sun, the moon, and the universe. The terrifying aura caused the blue sea to turn over and the earth to tremble.

"You...you are...the Holy Mother Wu Dang!?" The leading young man screamed.

As a master of Xuantian Pavilion, he had been repeatedly warned by his elders that if he met the Holy Mother Wu Dang when he was walking outside, he should not think about anything and just turn around and run away. If he couldn't escape, he would commit suicide.

This woman was born in Biyou Palace and was a disciple of Tongtian Daojun.

In that catastrophe, the Taoist Master Tongtian died in sacrifice... It can be said that the hatred between the Biyou Palace and Xuantian Pavilion is as deep as the sea...

In the past fifteen years, countless masters have died at the hands of the Holy Mother Wu Dang.

Of course, she did not kill the most people.

The most ruthless one is the Biyou Palace's outer disciple, Zhao Xuantan.

This person is regarded as the number one devil by Xuantian Pavilion. After the death of the Taoist Master Tongtian, he was like crazy, traveling around the world, hiding in the mountains and seas, and whenever he met a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion, he would capture him, imprison his soul, torture him day and night, and use his body to light the sky lantern. His methods were so poisonous that it was simply outrageous.

"Let's go!"

The leading young man had no other thoughts at all. At this time, he just wanted to survive.

"You want to live after meeting me?" The Holy Mother Wu Dang sneered.

There is a saying that these people are right. The hatred between the Biyou Palace and Xuantian Pavilion is as deep as the sea, and they will not stop until they die.

Over the years, the masters of Xuantian Pavilion have also troubled the Biyou Palace. Several killings have shaken the heaven and earth, and they are inseparable.

Buzz...

Time and space seemed to be imprisoned. The masters of Xuantian Pavilion stood like ice sculptures under the sky. Their bodies gradually shattered, and even the panic on their faces collapsed, turning into dust and scattering across the sky and earth.

"God... Immortal... This is the immortal..."

The old man trembled, pressed his grandson's head, knelt on the boat, and worshiped the Holy Mother Wu Dang in the sky.

Huh...

The long wind blew across thousands of miles, and the white robe fluttered lightly, but it did not shake the figure. She turned around and looked into the depths of the void, and her eyebrows slightly frowned.

"I wonder which Heavenly Master it is? Show up."

"Good! You are worthy of being a disciple of Tongtian... After fifteen years of time, you have grown to this point..."

At this moment, a cold voice exploded in the void, accompanied by deep praise.

The void cracked, and in the terrifying thunder, a man in a wide robe slowly walked out, with a long beard up to his chest, majestic without anger, and a faint breath of enlightenment.

"The fourth Heavenly Master, Chu Wangtian!" Wu Dang Holy Mother said coldly.

"You not only survived the Xuantian Great Tribulation, but also gained a lot of benefits... You are almost going to achieve enlightenment."

During the Xuantian Great Tribulation, many people stayed out of it and survived.

After that catastrophe, the forbidden land of the Divine Sect was born, and a lot of the longevity energy leaked out and entered the mortal world.

Many people got the opportunity, and the end of the law came to the world. The current level of cultivation is indeed much higher than that of the past.

For masters like Chu Wangtian, the peak of the True King was originally the limit, and even the great opportunity could not make him achieve enlightenment.

This is the destiny, the fate.

However, the Tongtian Sacrifice and the end of the law came to the world, which changed this fate.

He became a special turning point in the long river of fate.

"Wu Dang Holy Mother... You have grown fast in these years... and killed many masters of the Xuantian Pavilion... Since you met today... I'm afraid you can't get out." Chu Wangtian sneered.

"Meet? I'm afraid you have been waiting for this day for a long time." Wu Dang Holy Mother sneered.

As soon as these words came out, Chu Wangtian's face changed slightly, and his eyes became cold and terrifying.

"Do you think that Yuan Sheng and Wu Zong went to the East China Sea to kill Can Bao... I don't know?" Wu Dang Holy Mother sneered.

"The monkey has been waiting there for a long time."

"One day, Senior Brother Duobao will come out of retreat and destroy your entire Xuantian family."

The cold words revealed infinite murderous intent, rolling and shaking, echoing between heaven and earth, causing the blue waves to surge.

"Looking for death!"

Chu Wangtian screamed in anger, thunder surged in his body, breaking the air into talismans, revealing a fresh pressure.

"Zu Lei Chi... You are amazing, you actually refined the Zu Lei Chi of Tianshi Mansion." Wu Dang Holy Mother said coldly.

Rumble...

Chu Wangtian took a step forward, and the sky changed. Black clouds pressed down and shook the sky. The terrifying thunderstorm actually covered the entire Bi Bo Lake, as if to extinguish the evaporation of this lake water.

"This... this..."

On the violently surging waves, the small boat seemed to be floating like a rootless duckweed, swaying and about to fall.

The old man held his grandson tightly in his arms, his trembling eyes filled with fear and despair.

Such a method like that of a fairy god is really not something that mortals like them can contend with.

"The thunder method of the Tianshi Mansion has become a trick to show off the greatness of the gods to mortals."

Under the reflection of the brilliant thunder, a hint of sneer appeared on the face of the Wu Dang Holy Mother.

After the Xuantian catastrophe, the Daqian Dynasty no longer existed, and Emperor Qian merged all the power into the Xuantian Pavilion, including the Tianshi Mansion.

The former Xuantian Eight Gates are gone, and the Tianshi Mansion has also become a thing of the past.

Now, the only will in the world is the Xuantian Pavilion, the purest Xuantian Pavilion that has never existed before.

Rumble...

At this moment, the Holy Mother Wu Dang actually walked into the vast thunderbolt, and the wrathful will of the heavens swept across her body without leaving even the slightest trace.

She was originally the incarnation of the white ape, and was enlightened by the Taoist Master Tongtian in the sea of ​​calamity of the Divine Sect. The spiritual treasure forged the Dharma body, and the calamities became the Dao technique... With such a strong cultivation, and fifteen years of training, she was not afraid of the might of the vast thunderbolt.

"Chu Wangtian...you are unworthy of the name of the Heavenly Master, and you dare to act in front of me with such a small amount of Taoism?"

Suddenly, the Holy Mother Wu Dang shouted loudly, her red lips slightly opened, and she inhaled slightly, the void shattered, and the thunder covering the entire Bi Bo Lake was sucked into her stomach like a tide.

"You..."

Chu Wangtian's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't believe it. He had been in seclusion for fifteen years, and he was blessed by the heavens. He almost comprehended the Dao fruit and merged with the ancestral thunder pool.

This time, he was full of vigor and energy, and he was going to do something big.

But he never dreamed that his most proud thunder method would be so vulnerable in front of the Wu Dang Holy Mother. This witch used it as a snack! ?

"Are there any more? Why not have some more?" Wu Dang Holy Mother sneered.

"Not full!?"

Chu Wangtian seemed to have a voice in his heart shouting, but before he could recover, a beautiful figure came, and the terrifying pressure made the ancestral thunder pool in his body almost run away.

Buzz...

Chu Wangtian looked up suddenly, and saw Wu Dang Holy Mother approaching, with the sun and moon rotating in her eyes, mediating the universe, and living forever.

All things in the world are born from the movement of the sun and the moon, and the yin and yang are born, and all paths are formed.

Bang...

Almost at the same time, Chu Wangtian's body suddenly exploded, and a mysterious and terrifying thunder force actually broke his flesh and blood, exposing the ancient thunder pool in the Dantian world.

"When Master refined the Green Tour Palace, he only used an ordinary thunder pool... This thing belongs to my Green Tour Palace."

The Holy Mother Wu Dang reached out her jade hand and was about to go deep into Chu Wangtian's body to grab the ancestral thunder pool.

"Young man, you are too fierce."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded faintly, and the sky seemed to fall into a hazy darkness. Chu Wangtian's body floated and turned into a talisman, flying away.

Suddenly, an old man walked slowly, with the help of the talisman. The man came with a fairy-like appearance, and his cold eyes showed the vicissitudes and changes of the years.

"Achieved Taoism!"

The Holy Mother Wu Dang's heart skipped a beat. She knew that the old man in front of her was not an ordinary enlightened Taoism, but the former owner of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Wang Shendao, known as the Heavenly Master.

"As expected of that man's disciple... He is fierce and domineering, just like him back then..." Wang Shendao whispered slowly.

What he was talking about was naturally the world-famous Tongtian Daojun... As for his real name, it may have been forgotten in the dust of time, and only a few people in the world can remember it.

"Wang Shendao... You are smart. You didn't come out that year and avoided the Xuantian catastrophe." Wu Dang Shengmu said coldly.

In the catastrophe of that year, even the White-robed Sword Immortal, the Ancient Demon of the West, Tiangang, the Monk King... these top powerhouses were not spared, but the Tianshi Mansion stayed out of it and avoided the catastrophe.

"The world is in turmoil, and the end of the law is coming... Who can really stay out of it..." Wang Shendao seemed to see through Wu Dang Shengmu's thoughts, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"Tongtian Daojun has been dead for so many years... Biyou Palace really has no value to exist..."

"Come with me!"

The old voice spread slowly between heaven and earth like a ripple, and Wu Dang Shengmu's face suddenly changed. She felt that the sky was getting higher, the earth was getting thicker, and the Xuanxuan sun and moon were moving away and becoming dim.

Her skills and magic seemed to no longer be able to run rampant in front of this old man.

"Oops!"

The heart of the Holy Mother Wu Dang trembled, as if she was trapped in the rain and no longer free.

"You are the last Heavenly Master, why bother with a little guy?"

At this moment, a contemptuous voice seemed to come from the void.

The Holy Mother Wu Dang's delicate body trembled slightly, and the pressure around her instantly disappeared. She looked up and saw that Wang Shendao had an abnormal expression, and his trembling eyes were staring at the sky.

"Huh!?"

The Holy Mother Wu Dang couldn't help but be moved, and followed the other party's gaze and looked over. With just one glance, she felt like she was struck by lightning.

There, a young man walked slowly with a smile, and the world, mountains and seas seemed small and ordinary at this moment.

"Long time no see!"

"Li Mo! You are not dead!?" Wang Shendao gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice.