The founder of all religions

Wangxuan City is closed again.

The patrol battalion was nearly 20 miles away and stationed directly outside the east and west city gates. Even the Five Cities Military and Horse Division in the capital mobilized three battalions of guards.

There were rumors from the outside world that something big happened in Wangxuan City. A prominent nobleman died in the city. The court was furious and issued a death order to arrest the murderer.

No need to ask, no need to investigate, no need to even think, everyone knows that the real culprit behind the scenes who can do such a crazy thing is Guixu.

The world is vast, except for Guixu, there is no second thought at all.

The people in Wangxuan City were angry and generous, and they could not tolerate Gui Xu's misbehavior.

To this end, the patrol battalion, in conjunction with Xuantian Pavilion, convened a "100-day joint effort to eliminate evil and defend the Tao" conference. They conducted an in-depth and simple analysis of the current severe anti-evil and anti-evil situation in Wangxuan City, and conducted an in-depth and simple analysis of the various crimes committed by Guixu. Severe condemnation and protest.

At the meeting, Wang Lingce, the director of Xuantian Pavilion, delivered an important speech. He said that in the face of the banner of justice, all the evil deeds of Guixu just showed their incompetence and rage. This was the last struggle before dawn, and this was what happened under the bright light. on one's last legs. Under the wise guidance of the imperial court and the enthusiastic support of the people, we will surely achieve final victory and completely eliminate the arrogance of the evil forces.

Wang Lingce's speech received enthusiastic response from the representatives present, and was published in a book and circulated among various government offices.

In this regard, Ming Chengjun, the commander of the patrol battalion, said that he would organize a seminar for senior officers to learn and sublimate the spirit of this meeting, strengthen their understanding, and raise their awareness.

The incident ended quietly in the midst of the heated conference.

This result seems to have an explanation, but it seems that there is no explanation.

The only thing affected was the Xuantian Pavilion final exam, which had to be postponed again.

…

After that night, Li Mo stayed in the room and could not leave.

Even Feng Wannian and others did not dare to disturb him easily. He knew very well that Li Mo was going through an extremely strange transformation and no one could help him.

"You should learn from Li Mo, what kind of chaos is the city in now? He is the only one who... doesn't listen to what's going on outside the window, and only focuses on cultivating Xuanmen methods."

Chen Wangdu was quite satisfied with Li Mo's performance.

The special envoy of Xuantian Pavilion knew that a big shot had died in the city, and now it could be said that the city was in turmoil and everything was under attack.

Originally, he was worried that Li Mo and others would be affected, and even find it difficult to calm down at such a critical moment and get into trouble.

Now it seems that his worries are completely unnecessary. The incident in Wangxuan City did not affect Li Mo, and it can even be said that it has nothing to do with him.

This young man who was favored by him only had cultivation in his heart, and all kinds of external events, disturbances, troubles, chaos, etc. seemed to be insulated from him.

Such strength, such talent, such character... really made Chen Wangdu extremely satisfied.

"You guys should also learn from it... It's a worry-free thing to see Li Mo."

Chen Wangdu looked at Hong Xiaofu, Shang Xujian and others, feeling like he hated iron for not being able to become steel.

Hong Xiaofu curled his lips and swallowed all the words into his rectum.

"Let's have dinner first."

Chen Wangdu shook his head, turned around and left.

"dinner?"

Hong Xiaofu was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look up at the sky.

"Senior, isn't it just dawn?"

"Really?" Chen Wangdu glanced at it, said nothing, and just nodded.

"Senior, when will the Xuantian Pavilion final exam start? Is there a letter from it?" Shang Xujian asked without taking it seriously.

"It has already begun." Chen Wangdu murmured, thoughtfully.

"Already started?"

Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xu Jian were both stunned. They looked at each other with deep doubts.

"Go back and take a nap, and you will know." Chen Wangdu looked at the sky and murmured softly.

"Get some sleep?"

Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian hesitated for a moment, looked at Chen Wangdu's back, and finally could only return to their respective rooms with full of doubts.

"Dameng Mijuelu... I didn't expect that this assessment would be so special."

Chen Wangdu looked up at the bright moon in the night sky with a solemn expression.

At this moment, he just woke up, and the examination of Xuantian Pavilion had already happened quietly and unknowingly.

…

Inside the Climbing Tower.

Scarlet blood spread all over the ground. A gray-robed monk held a rosary, and his breath surged throughout his body, suddenly showing the power of vajra to subjugate demons.

"I saw a monster in the mortal world, and he had the courage to enter the building."

The young gray-robed monk lowered his eyes. In his sight, a huge fox demon had been forced into a corner. There were seven severed tails in the pool of blood, wrapped in scattered demon aura.

"You... you are crazy... Tianchan Mountain's rules and regulations are still there. Do you dare to act rashly and kill your fellow disciples?"

The huge fox demon roared loudly, blood flowed, and could no longer hold on.

"The evil talk deceives the public."

The gray-robed monk had no expression on his face. He took one step forward, the rosary in his hand emitted a bright mysterious light, and he was about to carry out a killing move.

"Amitabha……"

At this moment, a burst of Buddha's chant resounded, shaking in all directions. The gray-robed monk's body was shaken, his eyes widened suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but he fell down hard.

"Senior Brother Wuxiang!"

In the corner, a yellow-robed monk was holding the wound on his chest. Blood was flowing out, and his clothes and flesh were everywhere.

The monk in white robes walked slowly towards him, looking at the unconscious gray robed monk with his eyes lowered, showing compassion.

"Senior Brother Wuxin...is he crazy? In broad daylight, actually..." the yellow-robed monk gritted his teeth.

Wuxiang looked calm and noncommittal. He just walked to the railing, looked at Wangxuan City in the distance, clasped his hands and chanted the name of the Buddha.

"The assessment of Xuantian Pavilion has begun..."

"The assessment? Has it started?" The yellow-robed monk's expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but wonder: "When did it start? What kind of assessment?"

"I do not know how?"

"You and I are among them." Wu Xiang was silent for a moment and whispered softly.

"Did you know that there is a rare treasure in the Xuantian Pavilion called [The Great Dream Mijue Record]..."

"You mean..." The yellow-robed monk couldn't help but move, as if something sounded.

"Back then, the Monk King traveled to the west, enlightened the Tao at the foot of the Posu Mountain, and cultivated a golden body... At that time, an old man happened to pass by. Seeing the Monk King's majestic treasure elephant and the mysterious golden body, he asked him what was so mysterious about this body..."

Wuxiang whispered, telling a dusty past.

"The monk king said that the golden body can be cultivated illegally, and it will be immortal after entering the world of mortals..."

"Who would have thought that the old man looked up to the sky and laughed without saying a word. He just wrote a dream word on the bluestone in front of the monk king."

"Life is a century-old dream, how can it be empty or real? Since this body is in the world of mortals, how can it be born or destroyed?"

At this point, Wuxiang's face condensed slightly: "With just one word, the golden body of the Monk King was destroyed. For this reason, he sat at the foot of Posuo Mountain for three years before he broke it and then stood up to uncover the word "dream"."

Later, when the monk king achieved great mastery in supernatural power and became one of the seven masters of Xuantian, he refined the bluestone slab into a treasure called "Dameng Mijuelu".

When this treasure is sacrificed, all living beings will feel like they are in a dream, with all kinds of strange things and ghosts in the world. They may be confused, mad, or asleep... They are always in this dream, and it is difficult to escape.

"I have heard about the origin of this treasure... Are you saying that the entire Wangxuan City is in a dream now?" The yellow-robed monk was not convinced.

"True and false, dream and reality...who can tell the difference? This level is not easy to pass."

Wuxiang looked calm and murmured softly. In his eyes, there was clearly a huge thing sitting cross-legged in the sky at the end of the sky and the earth. The golden Buddha's light illuminated all living beings.

"Senior Brother Wuxiang, is this [Great Dream Mijue Record] really so magical?" The yellow-robed monk still didn't believe it.

"I heard the master say that what is reflected in the mind is a dream, and what is seen with the Dharma Eye is reality... Do you know the identity of the old man that the Monk King met back then?" Wu Xiang clasped his hands together and asked in a deep voice.

The yellow-robed monk looked confused and couldn't help but ask: "Who is he?"

"Ancient Demon of the West!" Wuxiang's lips slightly opened and he spit out a name.

The yellow-robed monk's complexion suddenly changed when he heard this, and he couldn't help shouting: "The eight great demons and immortals in the world."

The Ancient Demon of the West is a supreme being named after the Sword Immortal in White, Beisha Xuanzhang, and the Divine Stone Spirit Dao.

"Amitabha!"

Wuxiang clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and slowly closed his eyes.

…

At this moment, many masters from various mountain gates in Wangxuan City had noticed the strangeness around them one after another.

Especially the top twenty Shanmen, they knew a thing or two about Xuantian Pavilion's methods, and they vaguely guessed that this assessment was unusual.

"Sir, what on earth did the higher-ups think that they invited such rare treasures as [Dameng Mijuelu]? How can these little guys break the situation?"

In the Xuantian Pavilion, Heipao couldn't help but ask.

These treasures were refined by the monk king himself after he became a Taoist. It is conceivable that they are so powerful, otherwise they would not be able to cover the entire Wangxuan City.

"If those treasures are fully opened, we won't be able to resist them... Since the higher-ups have invited them out, they will naturally not embarrass these little guys..."

Wang Lingce looked at the hanging list outside the gate of Xuantian Pavilion and said solemnly: "This time the pavilion is determined to select one or two real talents."

"There are many obstacles and disasters on the path of spiritual practice... Those who can overcome the obstacles and disasters and leave their names on the list will be considered to have passed the assessment."

"So, the one they have to face in this level is themselves." Hei Pao said with some realization.

"Human... the most difficult thing to see clearly is oneself. Otherwise, it will be like being in a dream and cannot be detached."

Wang Lingce knew very well that this level alone was enough to eliminate all 70% of the disciples participating in the assessment, or even more.

"Master Monk King...have you come to Wangxuan City?" Black Robe suddenly asked.

"Maybe... there are so many troubles, how can the higher-ups remain indifferent."

The corner of Wang Lingce's mouth was a little bitter, and at the same time, the big stone in his heart gradually fell.

If [Monk King] really comes to Wangxuan City and everything is fine, he does not believe that there is anyone in Wangxuan City who can rival [Monk King].

That was impossible. In other words, there would be peace and prosperity next, and he could sit back and relax.

"There won't be any more trouble."

Wang Lingce murmured softly, feeling that the courage on his shoulders became extremely relaxed.

…

In a quiet little courtyard.

Li Mo slowly opened his eyes, but there was a familiar scene in front of him.

Deep in the mountains and vast swamps, there are unfathomable abyss and pools, the red sun hangs high in the sky, and the great rivers flow eastward.

"This is his hiding place...how did I get here?"

Li Mo's expression changed slightly, showing a solemn look.

He has only been to this place three times in total. He really doesn't want to see that thing if it's not necessary.

Rumble…

At this moment, there was a loud noise, like thunder rolling down, and then the demonic energy soared into the sky like a pillar of heaven, destroying the floating clouds in the sky.

A bloody figure flew out from the dark abyss and slammed into the mountains in the distance, causing smoke and dust to rise into the sky.

"Monkey, let's go... Even if you practice [Seventy-two Transformations of Earthly Evil] to perfection, you will not be my opponent... Being able to perform three moves is all because of Li Mo's face."

Suddenly, a sound of nothingness sounded from the black abyss, without any emotion.

Rumble…

Immediately afterwards, a monkey soared into the sky and stood on the top of the mountain. Even from a distance, one could still see the general shape of the monkey. It was majestic and domineering, and its demonic aura soared into the sky, dispersing all the surrounding smoke and dust.

"Don't be crazy. When I develop my magical powers, I will be the first to operate on you."

The monkey gnashed his teeth, pointed at the abyss and shouted loudly.

"My magical power is not as good as my karma. In this life, you are destined to be suppressed by me..."

In the black abyss, the void voice sounded again, with a hint of ridicule: "With your meager skills, you can only use three eyes, little birds, little earthworms, etc. to practice your moves..."

"You ride on the horse and wait for me."

The monkey cursed loudly, he stood up, turned into a golden light and flew through the air, disappearing into the vast sky.

"Stupid monkey, here to torture again."

Li Mo looked at the monkey's retreating figure and couldn't help but shook his head. The next moment, he turned his head and looked into the black abyss, his expression becoming extremely solemn.

There, the most terrifying existence among the demons and ghosts he released was hidden.

Even Li Mo now can't control him.

"You haven't been here for a long time..."

At this moment, the existence hidden in the black abyss seemed to notice Li Mo, and a hollow voice came faintly.

"Let me see... what you have become now..." Li Mo whispered.

The method of awakening this demon ghost is very special, and almost every once in a while, he will become different.

"It's been a long time since you came to talk to me."

The sound of nothingness sounded again, accompanied by the sound of heavy chains.

Li Mo hesitated for a moment, then jumped into the dark abyss.

The sound of breaking wind could not be heard without end, and after an unknown amount of time, Li Mo finally reached the bottom floor. Among the beating fireflies, the strange and huge figure gradually appeared in front of him.

There seemed to be stars fighting behind him, and all the Dharmas were facing the Yuan Dynasty. He was in the Nine Lights Treasure Garden, and his nature was above the Five Qi Xuandu. His raised right hand seemed to be holding an ancient book, with a sentence clearly written on the cover: [ The word "demon".

"You're here again." The strange figure said, and his originally calm mood seemed to be a little more joyful.

However, Li Mo's eyes darkened when he looked at the figure hidden in the darkness in front of him.

"You evolved again!?"