The founder of all religions

Luofu Mountain was particularly quiet that night.

The mountain springs are gurgling and the night wind is blowing.

As dawn approaches, a wisp of green light rises from the depths of the back mountain into the sky, disappears into the long sky, and turns silent.

That night, Li Mo finally refined the [Tengu Demon Heart] and officially entered the [Six Inch Realm] with the [Nine Life Method].

Li Mo's strength increased again, his physical body became condensed, his inner energy surged, and his spiritual roots grew new changes.

The first inch, the color of clear spirit, mixed and mysterious, represents the destiny.

The second inch has a bright yellow color and a hazy illusion, which represents the yellow demon.

The third inch is a mixture of black and domineering, representing zombies.

The fourth inch is red in color, with pure Yang blazing, representing the scorpion demon.

The fifth inch is silver-white in color, strange and changeable, and represents the bone demon.

The sixth inch, green in color, vast and mysterious, represents the Tengu.

…

One inch is longer, one inch is stronger, this is the iron rule of cultivating Taoist spiritual roots.

Starting from five inches, there are very few that are longer than this length.

With Li Mo's current height, not to mention among the masters of the Nine Realms, even among men, he is enough to stand up proudly and show off his power, hold his head high when entering the bathhouse, attracting side glances and respecting him, and making him look down in shame.

"It's already dawn."

When Li Mo walked out of the cave in the back mountain, a hint of fish belly white appeared in the east.

This time it took me some time to go back and forth to Yunzhongfang, but the breakthrough was very easy and a matter of course.

At the six-inch level, Li Mo was quite satisfied.

You know, more than two years ago, his cultivation level was almost negligible, and he was no different from ordinary people.

Now he has become a master comparable to the first in his lineage.

After all, even Huo Qianshan, the first mountain in Bahouyuan, is only within the [Seven Inch Realm].

For Li Mo, it may be time to go out, and there will be a bigger stage outside.

"I shouldn't have any more breakthroughs before the Xuantian Pavilion's selection and assessment." Li Mo whispered.

Now that there is less than half a month left before the Xuantian Pavilion selection and assessment, Li Mo believes that this should be a peaceful day. He has exhausted all his wealth and can no longer exchange for the extra demon heart.

For this reason, he only needs to wait quietly for the selection and assessment to begin, and he has already qualified for early promotion.

When the time comes, Li Mo will rush to the capital with other promotions from Longyuan Mansion to meet the descendants of the top mountain sect in the world.

That is his stage.

"Go back and catch up on some sleep."

Li Mo was wandering around, planning to go and have a good sleep first, and then slowly start to enjoy the leisurely life for the next half month.

"Little brother, may I ask where Xiao Chaoyuan lives?"

At this moment, a burst of contemptuous words came from behind.

Li Mo's eyes were slightly focused, and the morning light was shining. A middle-aged man was walking up the stone steps. He was wearing common clothes and had an unshaven beard. He looked extremely downcast.

"Who are you? Looking for the deputy seat of our Shanguiyuan?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"We haven't seen him for so many years. Has he already become the deputy chairman of the First Academy? Sure enough, things have changed." The bearded man touched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but smile.

"I am his friend and a disciple of Luofu Mountain...but I haven't been back for many years." The bearded man murmured softly.

"Are you also a disciple of Luofu Mountain?"

Li Mo looked up and down. He looked like he was a beggar. Compared to him, this person's behavior was even less like that of a Luofu disciple. It would be a bit insulting to say that.

"Vice-President Xiao lives in the inner courtyard."

As he spoke, Li Mo led the way.

"Going around this trail first."

"This road didn't exist when I was here." The bearded man looked at the path in front of him and couldn't help but sigh that things have changed.

"This road was built ten years ago." Li Mo said casually.

The implication is that the bearded man in front of him has been away from Luofu Mountain for ten years, or even longer.

"Little brother, you got up so early. There are not many disciples as diligent as you nowadays." Hu Scumbag looked at Li Mo and said with a smile.

"I'm a jailer and I'm used to getting up early." Li Mo said calmly.

He couldn't say that he had been practicing hard all night and had just stepped into the six-inch realm and was about to go back and sleep in.

"Prisoner!?" Hu Scumbag was a little surprised.

"Senior, if you go straight up this road, you will find the courtyard built by Deputy Xiao Qingxiu." Li Mo pointed to the road.

"Thank you." Hu Scumbag nodded, took one step forward, turned into a strong wind, and rushed straight to Xiao Chaoyuan's residence.

"Master!"

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, he would never have such a body technique unless he entered the ninth realm.

Moreover, Li Mo didn't notice that this person had just taken ten steps closer. It was obvious that the other person's cultivation level was higher than his, and much higher.

"At least seven inches...or even stronger..." Li Mo made a judgment in his mind.

The world is really big, and a master will appear from nowhere.

"Go back to sleep!"

Li Mo shook his head and walked straight to his nest.

…

On the same day, news came out that a master from Shanguiyuan had returned and wanted to select a successor among the disciples of the Ninth Academy.

As soon as this news came out, there was a stir in Luofu Mountain.

Because this master is not only a strong person who has cultivated the [Dao Meridian Spiritual Root], but he has already reached nine inches of perfection, and is only one step away from entering the spiritual breath realm.

The most important thing is that this powerful man has traveled abroad for many years and once worshiped a master in Xuantian Pavilion.

In other words, if you become his disciple, you will most likely be able to enter the Xuantian Pavilion in the future.

This is simply a God-given opportunity for many disciples who are not sure of passing the examination.

"Nine-inch strong man... If you can become a disciple of the nine-inch strong man, you will reach the sky in one step."

"This strong man still has a close relationship with Xuantian Pavilion. If he likes you, he will be one of our own."

"What a chance... I didn't expect that I would be able to enter the Xuantian Pavilion in this lifetime?"

"Wait a minute, are you confused by the fever when you step on the horse? That senior hasn't decided who to accept as his disciple yet?"

"Sorry, there's someone above me."

On this day, Luofu Jiuyuan seemed extremely lively. Even those disciples who had already sprinted for the Xuantian Pavilion examination were eager to get a chance to perform in front of this strong man.

"Nine-inch strong man? Could it be the one I saw during the day?"

On the same day, Xiao Luyao came to invite Li Mo and bluntly said that a close friend of his father had returned from a long trip and asked him to join him for a banquet in the evening.

In fact, Xiao Chaoyuan had other considerations for making this arrangement.

On the one hand, he wanted Li Mo to get closer to Xiao Luyao. After all, Li Mo was the opportunity for their father and daughter. In the future, they would have to rely on this young evildoer to achieve success.

Secondly, he also wanted Li Mo to meet his old friend. If he was appreciated, it would definitely be of great benefit to Li Mo to give him some advice before the selection and assessment.

"A master in the nine-inch realm..." Li Mo was curious.

This is the peak of the inner breath realm, and no one can be longer than him.

Li Mo really wanted to see such a powerful person.

"Don't worry, as juniors, we just eat and drink, we won't let you show your face."

Xiao Luyao knew Li Mo's temperament and would not show up if there was no benefit.

"I will think about it!"

"My father said that if you can come, he will give you his century-old blood ginseng that he has treasured for thirty years." Xiao Luyao added.

"Is it tonight?"

…

That night, the bright moon hung high.

In a quiet little courtyard.

Xiao Chaoyuan dressed in plain clothes, but his face already showed a slightly drunken ruddy color.

"Unexpectedly...Jiang Zuoliu...you came back even though you were riding a horse. I thought you died outside."

Xiao Chaoyuan raised his wine glass and cursed loudly.

Jiang Zuoliu touched the stubble on his face and looked at the bright moon in the sky of Luofu Mountain with nostalgia in his eyes.

"People, when they get older, they like to think about things in the past and come back to see them."

Back then, Xiao Chaoyuan, Zhao Dongcheng, and Jiang Zuoliu entered the art together and studied for ten years.

It's just that Jiang Zuoliu was the most talented and energetic among the three. He left Luofu Mountain very early and went out to explore, and he left for seventeen years.

"It's a pity that Lao Zhao is not in the mountains, otherwise the three of us could get together and drink till we cry and curse our mothers." Xiao Chaoyuan laughed.

When they were young, they often secretly went down the mountain to drink flower wine together.

"Have you paid me the debt from Zui Chun Tower?" Jiang Zuoliu asked with a smile.

At that time, the young man was ridiculous and ate King Chicken once, but now that he thinks about it, he really shouldn't have done so.

"I have paid it back a long time ago. There are three types of debts a man cannot owe in his life. One is love debt, the other is physical debt, and the third is gambling debt... I have accumulated great virtue for you." Xiao Chaoyuan scolded with a smile.

"Where's Xiaohong?" Jiang Zuoliu raised his head and asked with a smile.

"I should have found an honest man... and married her ten years ago."

"It's so good..." Jiang Zuoliu murmured softly: "When I was young, my horse's hooves were so proud of the spring breeze that I didn't believe there was separation in the world. When I look back, it has been tens of years of cold and summer, and many people are no longer here."

"Huh!?" Xiao Chaoyuan glanced sideways and said drunkenly: "You can be considered a glorious hometown this time. You are worthy of being the most talented among us..."

When I was a child, I felt like I could pick the stars, but when I looked up, I couldn't see the young man.

Nowadays, Xiao Chaoyuan is the deputy seat of the same lineage, and Jiang Zuoliu has also achieved the Nine-Inch Realm. There is hope for the future spiritual breath.

"I'm dying!"

Jiang Zuoliu looked calm and uttered a sentence.

Xiao Chaoyuan's palm holding the wine glass trembled suddenly. He seemed not to hear clearly, but the drunkenness on his face had already dissipated.

"You...what did you say?"

"I'm about to die..." Jiang Zuoliu said again.

"Haha, Lao Zuo, you're drunk... We haven't seen each other for so many years, and after drinking together, you finally lost to me." Xiao Chaoyuan raised his glass and laughed.

"About three months to live."

Bang...

The wine glass fell to the ground with a quick and crisp sound, as if a stone had been thrown into the lake.

Xiao Chaoyuan's breathing became a little heavy, and his eyes turned red when he looked at Jiang Zuoliu.

"You are riding on a horse...you are riding on a horse..."

Xiao Chaoyuan's chest rose and fell, as if there was something stuck there, and he wanted to let it out, but he couldn't reach the ground.

"Life and death matter, I'm taking it lightly... When I come back this time, I just want to find a successor, and then... the fallen leaves will return to their roots..." Jiang Zuoliu said calmly.

"You don't take it lightly, I don't take it lightly... You're riding a horse... to let you show off? I tried my best to keep you back then, and Lao Zhao almost fell for you. You're riding a horse with arrogance... I want to see you In this world... I see... I see a ghost riding a horse..."

Xiao Chaoyuan stood up suddenly and cursed loudly. Gradually, his voice became smaller and smaller, but his eyes turned red.

After not seeing each other for many years, the reunion of an old friend will be a farewell. Even though I am used to seeing separation between life and death in this world, I cannot bear the thought of such a thing happening to me.

"Okay, you are no longer a man when you are riding a horse? You bitch, am I still here?" Jiang Zuoliu said calmly.

"If you want me to live in peace, find me a successor."

"What's going on?" Xiao Chaoyuan took a deep breath and sat down.

"I met a master..." Jiang Zuoliu's eyes looked a little lonely.

"This world is so big. At that very high place...even the nine-inch realm is like an ant...It's a pity that I will never be able to see that level again."

Xiao Chaoyuan frowned and wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Jiang Zuoliu raising his hand.

"I have taken a fancy to one. Although he is just a jailer, I feel quite destined." Jiang Zuoliu suddenly said.

After all, that was the first person he met when he returned to Luofu Mountain.

His life is not long, and he believes more in the theory of destiny. At this moment, he is choosing his successor based on his own wishes.

"Prisoner!?" Xiao Chaoyuan's heart skipped a beat before he had time to think more.

Not far away, Xiao Luyao had already walked in with Li Mo.

"Um!?"

When Jiang Zuoliu saw Li Mo, his eyes lit up.

"Little brother, we are really destined."

Jiang Zuoliu couldn't help but stood up.

At this moment, he felt even more blessed. The young man in front of him really had a lot of fate with him. Perhaps this was the division between master and disciple that was determined in the dark.

"Let me see how your bones are."

Jiang Zuoliu took one step forward and grabbed Li Mo directly with his fingers like lightning.

In front of him, it doesn't matter even if the bones are a little different. In the next three months, he will teach him everything he has and use all his treasures on this apprentice.

But before that, he had to become thoroughly familiar with Li Mo's body.

The strong wind roared, and the powerful inner breath rolled like a stormy sea, wrapping around Li Mo.

"Old Zuo..." Xiao Chaoyuan couldn't help but feel moved and was about to speak.

Rumble...

In an instant, a terrifying inner aura rose to the sky from Li Mo's body. This was an instinctive resistance that was beyond Li Mo's perception.

When encountering strength, it arises; when encountering danger, it arises; it is unclear and automatic; it is lucid and clear.

"This is……"

Faced with this sudden change, Jiang Zuoliu's expression suddenly changed. The moon-like inner aura and the aura that soared to the sky and shook the earth suddenly emerged from the young man in front of him.

With Jiang Zuoliu's eyesight, he couldn't tell that this was the ninth level, the spiritual root of Taoism.

Moreover, practicing inner breath to such a perfect level is like taking away the mountain essence and moonlight and combining the two transformations of yin and yang.

This level is probably much more powerful than the deputy seat of Shanguiyuan next to him.

"I didn't expect that such a monster would appear in Luofu Mountain." Jiang Zuoliu slowly stopped his hand, and his expression when looking at Li Mo became extremely complicated, and in the end it could only turn into a wry smile.

"I can't teach you!!"

Two chapters in one! ! !