The Lord of Ghost

Boom, the sky overturned, and the mountains and rivers changed their appearance.

The hazy white that could not be seen after the colorful world, the thick fog began to gradually dissipate, and a world that was the largest so far appeared.

It seemed that everything was awakened, and the dormant power revived at this moment.

Countless Tianjiao walked into it, into this huge white world.

Mo Li also walked in, but he and Gan Wu separated.

The two spent a period of recuperation after the Wutong world, and then separated to seek opportunities.

Mo Li knew that with the opening of the white world, the remaining millions of cultivators would rush in. There, the Tao rhyme was first revealed, materialized with the power of symbols, and all kinds of illusions floated. It was called the place closest to Tao by the world.

He came to a restaurant, which was a hundred feet high, and the top floor could sweep the ancient buildings nearby.

"Linglong Pavilion?"

Mo Li looked at the archway with golden handwriting at the door. The font was flying and dancing, but he found an indescribable hazy meaning with the perception of the soul. The symbols of the Tao were intertwined, and the whole was crystal clear and restrained.

Yes, this huge world has complete buildings similar to those in the outside world, and there are natives.

But these so-called natives are not native people of the secret realm, but people from the past who died in battle here and came back to life.

They died in battle, but they were able to be reborn again with the power of strange laws. In this world closest to the Tao, to this day, no one has figured out what happened and why it happened?

But they know that as natives, their fate is completely imprisoned in this world.

Although they can survive for several eras and their faces age more slowly, their realm has always remained at the [Hedao Realm].

Some people were unwilling to escape back to the world outside the secret realm, but as soon as they stepped out of the edge of the white world, they turned into invisible fragments and disappeared completely.

This made all the natives terrified. They were alive, but trapped here. But compared to death, most people are still willing to live.

Later, when the secret realm of the next life was opened, the creatures in the outside world discovered this, and under their operation, the building gradually reached its current scale.

The tavern of "Linglong Pavilion" belongs to a large sect in the outside world.

"Waiter, bring a jar of wine." Mo Li found a seat and sat down casually.

It would take time before the opening of the Asking Platform, so he was not in a hurry.

"Okay, this guest, what kind of wine do you need?"

"A jar of dragon gall wine."

Although the name of dragon gall wine is high, the real dragons in the world have long been extinct. The things used to soak the wine are just the blood of the dragon. After a period of fermentation, the immortal spirit is stimulated, and the effect is comparable to a big medicine.

Only places like the ruins of the immortal world can have this kind of precious wine. If it is taken out of the outside world, whether it is wine or other treasures, it will be mixed with dirty spirits, and the quality will be greatly reduced.

"Sir, I am really sorry. Our dragon gall wine has been reserved. Do you want to change to some other treasures?" The waiter asked tentatively.

Because it is a fragment of the fairy world, it has infinite fairy luck and the rhyme of the Dao. Even if it is a wild grass, it has a strong medicinal effect after being nourished for a period of time.

After discovering this, many forces from the outside world also brought in poultry and beasts, and created famous banquets: Eight Treasure Chicken, Dragon Liver and Phoenix Marrow Banquet, Golden Bear Paw, Dragon Fish Dance...

"Really gone?" Mo Li asked.

The waiter bent over and told the truth with a smile: "Excuse me, sir, in fact, all the dragon gall wine in our store was reserved in the last era. I hope you will forgive me."

Mo Li didn't say anything. He knew that after the battle for the fairy fate in the colorful world, there would be a period of stability.

This period of time is usually used to consolidate one's own foundation in order to impact a higher level, and good things like dragon gall wine are naturally no exception.

"Oh, this person also needs dragon gall wine?" Suddenly, a man shaking a bamboo fan walked down from the second floor of the restaurant.

Mo Li ignored the other party, told the waiter to ask for other wine, and sat down at the sandalwood table.

Seeing Mo Li's rudeness, a servant jumped out and shouted: "Do you know who my son is? How dare you be so bold! If you kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe I will forgive you."

This shout immediately attracted the attention of the guests on the first floor. In this area where countless geniuses gathered, the guy who dared to shout like this must be either bold and fearless or extremely powerful.

Mo Li glanced at him, his eyes were calm, he just drank the thousand-year-old lake well tea in his hand, and uttered a few words lightly:

"Where did you come from, this jumping clown, get out of the way."

Mo Li couldn't understand why he always encountered people looking for trouble wherever he went.

"You!" The servant was about to teach Mo Li a lesson, but was stopped by the man with a bamboo fan.

"Fellow Daoist has a bad temper. I just want to make friends with you because I see that we are destined to be friends."

At this time, Mo Li slowly raised his head and opened his ghost eyes. The symbols in his eyes flowed and evolved into a terrible scene. The man was stunned in place, as if he saw the blood of the common people filling the surroundings. Gradually, the whole world was left with only him standing on the isolated island, with an endless sea of ​​blood under his feet.

After an unknown period of time, the man with the bamboo fan woke up faintly, with cold sweat running down his back, as if he had walked through hell.

The moment his eyes regained clarity, he realized that he had been hit, and Mo Li had long disappeared.

At that time, Mo Li was walking on the bustling ancient street, and the sound of street stalls was heard everywhere. They were all precious medicines rarely seen in the outside world, and some treasures stained with mud of unknown depth.

Mo Li chuckled, not caring about the few tails following behind him.

Someone has set his sights on him.

Through the hell illusion constructed by the ghost eye, he can pull the other party's soul into his own domain and easily get the information he wants.

He learned from the soul of the man with the bamboo fan that a first-generation evildoer had set his sights on him, but he did not know this evildoer.

The so-called first generation refers to those who survived before this era.

These people were sealed and buried in the fragments of the fairy world. Without exception, they were extremely powerful geniuses, in order to open up the next life, break through the limit, walk back to the asking platform, and step onto a higher ladder.

With the opening of the last life, the evildoers sleeping in the white world have awakened one after another. This is the last chance. Whether they can shock the ancient and modern times depends on today.

Because these people are all sleeping in the white world, they cannot intervene in the competition for the opportunity of the colorful world.

However, they can rob others.

Mo Li knew that he had become a prey in the hands of others. If he left the ancient city, he would probably be attacked by a group of people.

"It's really troublesome." Mo Li murmured.

He was already low-key enough, just buying a jar of wine, but he was inexplicably targeted.

Of course, he was not the only one who was targeted. Those first-generation monsters would plunder the creatures of the new era. After all, the opportunities and treasures were all in the colorful world. Because of the constraints of the rules, they could not participate, so they could only use this method.

"No way." Mo Li said helplessly, but there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

Who will fish for whom, it's still unknown!

As he said, he walked out of the ancient city without hurry.