The founder of all religions

On the first day of the Xuantian Pavilion's assessment, more than 3,000 demon hunters fought fiercely, and only 320 were left, 90% of whom were directly eliminated.

Such a high elimination rate is only the first round of assessment.

Of the remaining 320 demon hunters, how many can really make it to the end?

This night, Longyuan Mansion was destined to be unable to calm down.

Some are happy and some are sad. How many people have paid a price that ordinary people can't imagine in order to seize today's opportunity, but in the end they still failed and fell on the road to pursue their dreams...

How many people didn't have much hope in the first place, but they were favored by fate and became one of the three hundred and twenty monster hunters.

Jiangyue Guild Hall, this is where the Luofu Mountain disciples stay during the selection period.

The seven mountain gates are all arranged in the major halls of Longyuan Mansion. Compared with the past, Jiangyue Hall has the best location, just two streets away from the [Longfenghuan Bathhouse].

The largest romantic venue [Jingjue Ancient Building] is only five hundred steps away from Jiangyue Guild Hall.

It can be said that the seat at Jiangyue Guild Hall is the best among many mountain gates.

When they first moved in, the disciples of Luofu Mountain still had many questions. Now it seems that it is probably because of Qi Yu.

In just the first round of assessment, almost all Luofu Mountain disciples were wiped out.

Only Shen Yimen and Hong Xiaofu advanced to the next round. As for the most promising Xiao Luyao, the dark horse [Ning Juejian] who was killed was seriously injured.

If it were not for Liu Xiehe, the master of medical skills, Xiao Luyao would not only be in danger of losing his life, but at the very least he would have left behind the root cause of his illness.

She might be like Xiao Chaoyuan, who would feel a dull pain in her intestines when it rains on cloudy days, especially her small intestine and rectum.

"Senior Sister Xiao, how's it going?"

By the pond, Li Mo leaned on the railing, watching the figures moving in the brightly lit room, and couldn't help but look at Feng Wannian next to him.

"It's nothing serious. The one named Ning Juejian is not a good person. He is in the ninth level, and his inner breath is changing...Senior Sister Xiao has been injured to the bone. I'm afraid it will take some time to recover."

Speaking of this, Feng Wannian's eyes darkened slightly: "Liu Xiehe said...she may no longer be able to practice in the future."

"Is it so serious?" Li Mo frowned slightly, and his eyes became cold and cold.

"It's too harsh." Feng Wannian's right index finger flicked lightly on the railing, showing an irregular trajectory.

"It may have hurt the Dantian... ruining Senior Sister Xiao's future cultivation path."

"That's really a bit troublesome... This feud has become big." Li Mo said lightly.

Chen Wangdu said that the ancestor of Juejian Dao was originally a disciple of Luofu. Because of his feud with Heijian, he was separated from Luofu and he hated him ever since.

Now, in the assessment of Xuantian Pavilion, Ning Juejian not only injured Xiao Luyao, but also three seriously injured disciples, five slightly injured, and even a senior sister from [Lingshi Academy] was rescued. How long will it take?

You know, everyone who can participate in the Xuantian Pavilion assessment is the hope of each academy.

It can be said that Ning Juejian killed Luofu Mountain to a great defeat and damaged his vitality.

"Yeah, isn't this feud going to be big... Speaking of which, Ning Juejian is really powerful..." Feng Wannian murmured softly.

The night wind howled, causing the lotus leaves in the pond to bow their heads, and causing sudden waves on the calm lake surface.

"But... people are prone to misfortune and good fortune. Who can guarantee that he will not have any accidents in his life?" Feng Wannian's index finger beat faster, and his condensed gaze almost turned into a thin line.

"You're right... There are unforeseen circumstances, but who can live a smooth life? After all, people are dying every day in this world."

Li Mo murmured, turned and left.

In the moonlight, Li Mo's figure quickly disappeared into the vast darkness.

Feng Wannian looked at his retreating figure and slowly withdrew his gaze.

"Life and death matter... If you say no, you may die." Feng Wannian yawned: "I'd better rest early."

As he spoke, Feng Wannian's fingers slowly stopped, the surrounding wind suddenly stopped, the ripples on the lake surface spread, and finally became calm.

…

Longyuan Mansion, Lin family.

In the quiet courtyard, Lin Shuangtong stood barefoot, stepping on the fine and soft white gravel. Her pink feet were like peeled eggs, exuding the vitality of expanding life.

"This assessment is really special... In addition to the mysterious Bathing Emperor, there are actually three seedlings of the ninth level."

Lin Shuangtong sighed quietly. Among the demon catchers who were promoted this time, Qi Yu, Luo Jingkuang and Ning Juejian were all very good at practicing Dao Pulse.

Counting Yu Huang, there are four ninth-level masters, which was unimaginable in the past.

Looking back at the selection and assessment of Longyuan Mansion in the past, the eighth level of inner breath is almost the strongest, and a ninth level master may not be able to emerge in several sessions.

"Aunt, I..." Lin Yuntian stood aside, looking awkward.

"There is no need to blame yourself. People have aspirations to reach the sky, and they have to be lucky... You cannot change this situation." Lin Shuangtong had no intention of blaming Lin Yuntian.

To be honest, at such an age, Lin Yuntian was already quite good at being able to enter the eighth level of the Inner Breath Realm. It was a pity that he was unlucky and four monsters appeared at the same time in this level.

"It's really weird that Luo Jingkuang... He has obviously broken his arm, but he can still recover in so much time?" Lin Shuangtong's eyes were filled with doubts.

Today's Luo Jingkuang seems to be more powerful than before. The most important thing is that his right hand is only wrapped in a bandage, which does not seem to have any effect.

"Auntie, could it be the trick of the White Bone Temple Master?" Lin Yuntian guessed.

"It's very possible... This veteran has a lot of background, and his methods are even more fierce. I heard that he has killed nine-inch masters..." Lin Shuang's eyes narrowed and she said in a deep voice.

"And I also found out that Luo Jingkuang is probably the illegitimate son of this old man in a secular family."

"What?" Lin Yuntian couldn't help but said, "Auntie, can you even find out about such a thing?"

Lin Yuntian has also heard of the evil reputation of the White Bone Taoist Temple. It is difficult for oil and salt to enter, and it is watertight. On weekdays, there is no chance for outsiders to even set foot there.

"How can one be rich without powerful means?" Lin Shuangtong sneered: "Yuntian, remember... everyone has weaknesses, as long as you master their weaknesses... sometimes you don't even need to do anything to kill someone."

"Teachable..."

"You are still so scheming."

Before Lin Yuntian could say anything, a cold voice came slowly.

At some point, a woman appeared in the cold courtyard, standing in the shadows, and the moonlight could not shine.

"Who is it?" Lin Yuntian's expression suddenly changed. With his strength, he didn't even notice that there was an extra person in the yard?

"Senior sister, you are still so domineering, entering people's homes at will without even saying hello."

Lin Shuangtong raised her jade hand gently, signaling the guards to retreat.

"Junior sister, aren't I saying hello to you?"

Under the moonlight, a beautiful figure slowly walked out, with a heroic appearance and sharp eyebrows. Who could it be if it wasn't Hua Qiuzui?

"The presence of the headmaster of Luofu Mountain really makes my Lin family shine." Lin Shuangtong said with a slight smile.

Lin Yuntian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He knew that his aunt had practiced in Luofu Mountain in her early years.

The current headmaster of Luofu Mountain is her senior sister according to seniority.

"Junior sister, you really know how to find another way. You stole my tender foot recipe and used this hibiscus." Hua Qiuzui sneered.

Hidden in her knife hut is a [Foot-nurturing Knife], which vibrates the particles on the blade to tenderize the feet... Lin Shuangtong coveted this knife back then, and even proposed to use half of the Lin family's knife. Tiaojie's property came in exchange, but Hua Qiuzui ruthlessly refused.

"Senior sister, you are out of date. My method is authentic. It can not only tenderize your feet and remove dead skin, but also activate blood and essence, and unblock the veins..." A look of pride appeared on Lin Shuangtong's face.

"Okay, I'm not here to discuss maintenance methods with you today."

Hua Qiuzui raised her hand and said coldly: "What's going on with Jue Sword Dao? This lineage hasn't died yet?"

"Tsk, tsk, senior sister, you are living well in your forties, how can you open your mouth and shut up so that others will die." Lin Shuangtong sneered.

Rumble…

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce and terrifying aura erupted from Hua Qiuzui's body, and the terrifying force shook the gravel all over the courtyard to pieces.

Lin Yuntian stumbled and flew out.

"Is this... is this the headmaster of Luofu Mountain?" Lin Yuntian climbed up, his face full of horror.

"Senior sister, there will be wrinkles if you have a big temper... Do you hate Jue Sword Dao so much?" Lin Shuangtong teased.

"Don't mention my age." Hua Qiu was so drunk that she looked like she wanted to eat someone, her eyes filled with anger.

"If you don't mention it, don't mention it..." Lin Shuangtong spread his hands: "I know that someone died in Luofu Mountain today, but I want to remind you that it is the Xuantian Pavilion assessment period, Ning Juejian has been promoted, no one dares to Take action now.”

"Of course I know... The world is so big, who dares to touch those who have passed the examination of Xuantian Pavilion?" Hua Qiuzui said in a deep voice.

"I just want information about Jue Sword Dao."

Hua Qiuzui's beautiful eyes were fixed, and she stared at Lin Shuangtong with a razor-like gaze: "Don't tell me if you don't."

"Senior sister, you are still so domineering..." Lin Shuangtong walked to Hua Qiuzui with bare feet, leaned over and sniffed the vague and non-existent fragrance.

"My Lin family is a serious businessman... If you want information, you have to give something valuable in exchange."

As she spoke, Lin Shuangtong's fingers gently traced across Hua Qiuzui's slender waist, as if a dragonfly was touching water until it reached its destination.

Hua Qiuzui frowned slightly, and immediately took out a snow-white knife from his arms.

"This [Whitening Knife] is exchanged for information on Jue Sword Dao."

"The rebirth of your skin is just for you. Whitening your whole life depends on this knife... This is the one..."

Lin Shuangtong's eyes suddenly lit up, like lightning in the dark night, which shocked people. She couldn't wait to grab the knife and immediately smiled.

"Sister, deal is done!"

Under the moonlit night, Lin Shuangtong's smile was particularly moving, as bright as the moon in the sky.

…

Late at night.

In front of the Jingjue Ancient Building, a figure wandered out surrounded by people. The turbid smell of alcohol, mixed with the smell of powder, almost filled half the street.

"Boss Ning is so powerful today. He is in the ninth level. He scares the monster hunters who have never seen the world into a daze."

"Especially the disciples from Luofu Mountain were trampled under their feet, like little hens waiting to be slaughtered."

"Hahaha, I saw some people were so scared that they peed."

A group of fair-weather friends guarded Ning Juejian in the center, trying their best to praise him.

"What is Luofu Mountain? When I enter the Xuantian Pavilion, I will raze their mountain gate as soon as I gain power." A sneer appeared on Ning Juejian's drunken face.

Jue Sword Dao and Luofu Mountain are inherently determined to fight to the death.

He endured so much pain to master the [Five Evil Hidden Sword Technique], and naturally he wanted to end the grievances accumulated over this generation.

Ning Juejian has been seen by an expert since he was a child, and they say that his destiny is mysterious. Although he is guilty of the Seven Evils, he has a star in his destiny. If he does not die young before the age of twenty, he will be rich and rich and enjoy the honor of the world.

Now, the door of Xuantian Pavilion has been opened to him, and it is certain to enter the capital with the cultivation of the Nine Realms.

When he sits in a high position and holds the power, he will naturally return to his hometown and settle things with Luofu Mountain slowly. Today, at most, he can only be considered to have recovered a little interest.

"Yes, with Boss Ning's strength, it's just a matter of a few seconds to conquer Luofu Mountain." Everyone laughed.

"It's like a toad yawning, you have such a loud tone."

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from the noodle stall on the roadside.

Ning Juejian looked intently and saw a man with his back to him, eating clear soup noodles from a bowl.

The night was dark and windy, and although the other party's face could not be seen clearly, Ning Juejian's eyes flashed with a sinister aura.

He is now at the height of his fortune, at the height of his fortune, and full of energy and arrogance. How can he tolerate an unknown person making irresponsible remarks in front of him?

"I can't find my grave..."

Buzz…

Before Ning Juejian finished speaking, a sword flashed suddenly in the dark night, like a red dragon rising into the sky. Like a fire burning, the scorching heat penetrated the entire street, sending those fair-winners flying out one after another.

In an instant, blood shot into the sky and splashed within ten steps. A still beating arm flew high and landed in front of Ning Juejian.

"I...my mother...run...run..."

Faced with such a sudden change, the people around him were so frightened that they turned around and ran for their lives.

"Ahhhh..."

At this moment, Ning Juejian let out a scream. He covered his broken arm, his eyes widened with shock and anger.

"Who are you?"

"What? I plan to go down and complain to the King of Hell."

Li Mo slowly put down his chopsticks, turned around, and cast his cold eyes on Ning Juejian.

Buzz…

Almost at the same time, the black sword soared into the sky from behind Ning Juejian, and the powerful inner energy almost made him and the sword one.

The inner breath surged, and in an instant, the fierce sword energy turned into a fierce sword energy. It was as bright as the dark night, and the killing was as gloomy as the bones. In the blink of an eye, the long black sword was pointed directly at Li Mo's throat.

Ning Juejian knew that the mysterious young man standing in front of him was a master. He stood still and cut off his arm with the blade.

Facing such a master, even he only has one chance.

"From the moment I showed up, you had no chance."

Li Mo still stood there. He reached out his right hand, clamped his hands gently, and clamped the long black sword. The terrifying force directly tore and shattered the surging fierce sword energy.

This scene fell into Ning Juejian's eyes as if it were earth-shattering and shocking.

He never dreamed that in today's world, there would be someone who could take his sword with his bare hands, and that this person would be almost the same age as him.

"You...who are you?" Ning Juejian asked in a trembling voice.

In his memory, he had never provoked such a powerful enemy.

"You are cruel, there is someone more cruel than you."

Li Mo used the [Diamond Mysterious Finger] to draw a trajectory as sharp as a sword. The next moment, blood light shot into the sky, and a huge head flew high into the air.

Since ancient times, arrogance has cost lives, no matter whether you are tough or not.

That night, Ning Juejian died on the cold street at the age of nineteen!

Two chapters in one! ! !