The founder of all religions

In the vast abyss, strange shadows tower high like clay statues in temples.

The precious light is faint, the clouds are steaming, and it seems as if there is a palace towering upright, and it is bright as if there are a group of spirits accompanying it, there are demon stars hanging in the sky above, and there is something hidden on the ground below.

Among the various appearances, the strange figure becomes more and more illusory, as if it is integrated with the entire abyss, confusing and unfathomable, and the mystery is unknown.

"You came……"

In the chaotic abyss, the strange figure spoke.

"You are different from before. What body is this now?"

Li Mo frowned slightly, and his gaze seemed a little heavy.

Even he felt great pressure standing in front of this strange figure, for no other reason than that this was the strongest being among the demons and ghosts he had released.

He is also the number one demon ghost who is completely superior to monkeys.

The skills he practiced were different, beyond Li Mo's imagination, and even made him feel afraid.

Because of this, until today, Li Mo has never tried to practice that mysterious skill.

"The third body." The first demon ghost said calmly.

When Li Mo heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he looked around subconsciously.

"Where are they?" Li Mo blurted out.

"Not here...you should know that they are them and we are us..."

As the first demon ghost spoke, another different voice came out of his body.

"Are you going to transform again!?"

Li Mo's face was solemn. The technique used to awaken the first demon ghost was very special. Every once in a while, the body would transform into a new creature with independent will and thoughts, and its power was completely different from the original one.

Each transformation is like a fork in the road, leading to different paths.

According to what the first demon ghost said, there were two lives before him.

They have left here.

Now, the first demon ghost is about to undergo a new transformation and give birth to a living being again.

"It should be soon..." The first demon ghost said calmly.

"You sense each other and you must know where they have gone." Li Mo said in a deep voice.

"One goes underground, the other chases the sun..."

"Two idiots!?" Li Mo was stunned.

The first demon ghost shook his head, and the treasure book held in his right hand was filled with a strong aura, making the ancient "demon" character even more mysterious and unpredictable.

"You were in a dream..."

At this moment, the first demon suddenly spoke, as if he was questioning, but also as if he was making a statement.

"I know."

Li Mo was silent for a moment and then nodded. It was obvious that he was very aware of his current situation.

"You have become different. You are in a dream, but you are living in reality..." The first demon looked at Li Mo curiously.

"Why are you pretending to be standing in front of me?" Li Mo squinted and couldn't help but curse.

"If I hadn't had the virtue of living a good life, you would still be a..."

Rumble…

Before he finished speaking, a deafening sound came from above the head of the first demon ghost, like thunder vibrating, and the color of the sky changed.

"Your fourth body is still playing with thunder..." Li Mo glared at the first demon and couldn't help but sneered: "I want to see what you will give birth to."

"I think you are in danger...I want to take action..."

The first demon suddenly said.

"Are you kidding? How could you take action? I don't want Xuantian Pavilion to notice you." Li Mo's face darkened and he shouted sternly.

A monkey is already otherworldly. If there are traces of it, it will definitely attract the attention of Xuantian Pavilion.

If the number one demon takes action, it will definitely attract the attention of the world.

"You should know that if something happens to you, none of us will survive." The first demon said in a deep voice.

Li Mo remained silent. This was the hidden rule for releasing demons and ghosts. Once something happened to him, all the demons and ghosts released would have no chance of living.

Only the number one demon ghost knows this hidden rule.

"Kid, you forgot that I told you..."

At this moment, Li Mo's voice sounded faintly, and he turned around and walked towards the darkness in the distance.

"I haven't forgotten..." The first demon ghost moved slightly.

"The next day we meet is the day when we surrender."

Rumble…

The mysterious voice echoed in the chaotic abyss. In an instant, Li Mo was like a shooting star, breaking through the endless darkness, shining a dazzling light into the dream-like nothingness.

For a moment, the boundary between dreams and reality was shattered.

…

In Wangxuan City.

The night was like a curtain, the crescent moon was like a hook, and the tense atmosphere enveloped the whole city like a tide.

At this moment, the major mountain gates are gradually waking up, and the Xuantian Pavilion's assessment has begun.

But no one expected that this assessment would be so different. So special.

"The dream is illusory. This must be the [Great Dream Mijue Lu] refined by the Monk King. Unexpectedly, this treasure was used."

"Didn't we always set up a ring to fight in the past? Why did we change the style this year?"

"What a sin! My disciples' minds are so bad, how can they break through the confusion of nothingness?"

"It's over...our disciples of the mountain sect were all induced by using medicine, so what else can we do?"

"I protest... a sudden assessment without prior notice? Could this be Guixu's conspiracy?"

A series of exclamations resounded throughout Wangxuan City. There were many real masters among the teachers accompanying the major mountain gates. They could naturally detect the strangeness in Wangxuan City at this moment.

"If you leave your name on the list, you will be promoted."

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from inside the Xuantian Pavilion, without any emotion at all.

"Wake up, you are riding a horse, you are the hope of our mountain, hurry up and leave your name."

In a small courtyard in Xicheng, a middle-aged man in a toga pulled up his disciple, opened his bow from left to right, and slapped him more than a dozen times in the face. His white teeth were sprayed all over the floor, but the disciple remained calm and helpless. wake.

…

"It's just a dream, it doesn't matter. Let me put my name on the list."

At the same time, a scream came from the courtyard where Lu Moshan was located, and a spiritual sense rose into the sky, lighting up the sky like a fire, attracting the attention of many people.

"Ke Zhenxing from Lu Mo Mountain...he is indeed not in a dream. It is said that this person is a master of three-inch spiritual roots."

"As expected of Ke Zhenxing, this man is astonishingly talented and handsome. As expected, he is worthy of his fame. It seems that he will be on the list."

"Huh? What's going on? Why did he rush out of the city?"

There were exclamations one after another, and under the gaze of all the experts, Ke Zhenxing's spiritual sense was like a meteor, shining briefly across the sky, and finally rushed out of the city and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Who wakes up from the big dream first? Even if you can break through the dream, you can't escape... This is the real test."

Someone whispered and told the truth.

Among the disciples of various major sects, there are many amazingly talented people. Some of them can decipher dreams, but deciphering is one thing, and whether they can be liberated is another.

Knowing clearly that he is in a dream, but still not being fooled by the obstacles, and leaving his name on the list...such a first-class master is the talent Xuantian Pavilion needs most.

"The mountain gates in the world are like chess pieces, and all the mediocre people inside are mediocre."

At this moment, a burst of cold laughter suddenly burst out in the dark night.

"Who? Who dares to be so arrogant?"

A series of spiritual senses emerged, tracing the source of the sound.

"Climb to the sky tower!?"

Rumble...

Suddenly, an arrogant and domineering figure slowly walked out from the Climbing Tower, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, his deep eyes confident.

"Heimingshan, Ye Bufan!"

"He...he's out of prison!?"

As we all know, Ye Bufan was caught in a black cloud phenomenon not long ago and almost lost his life. Since then, the strongest descendant of Black Ming Mountain has been unable to come out of seclusion.

Now, Ye Bufan finally walked in front of everyone again.

"Tonight, I will let you know what true practice is."

Ye Bufan snorted coldly, and his spiritual sense came out of his body, suddenly like the surge of darkness, he rushed straight towards the hanging poster in front of Xuantian Pavilion.

Rumble...

The list shook, and Ye Bufan's spiritual sense rushed into it, causing ripples. His essence burned like real fire, leaving a mark directly on it.

It is a black mountain, mysterious and ancient.

"Heimingshan, the night is extraordinary."

The loud sound spread throughout Wangxuan City amid awe-inspiring gazes.

"Leave a name and become a seal... You are worthy of being the descendant of Heiming Mountain."

In Xuantian Pavilion, Wang Lingce looked at the scene just now and couldn't help but praise it.

In the dream-shrouded Wangxuan City, only the truly outstanding figure can "leave his name and become a seal" on the hanging list. The seal represents his achievements, his fate, his spirit... …

"Ye Bufan has already achieved a hundred feet, and it's really scary to go one step further."

"He encountered a calamity, but he became brave and diligent. He is even more unfathomable than when he first came to Wangxuan City."

"Leave a name and become a seal... This alone is enough to stand proud among the heroes."

Everyone sighed and looked at the Dengtian Tower with awe and envy.

"Since Senior Brother Ye takes action, how can we, the Medicine God Mountain, be content to be second to others?"

At this moment, a beautiful figure slowly walked out from the Dengtian Tower. The white gauze was like the moon, the figure was graceful, and the clear fragrance of medicine spread.

"Yue Linglong...is she also out of confinement?"

Someone cried out loudly, with a different kind of brilliance shining in his wide eyes.

This aloof goddess has disappeared since she was poisoned by Guixu in Jianjun Mansion. Now she reappears in front of people, but her grace is still the same, even better than before.

"Yue Linglong, take action." Ye Bufan remained arrogant and looked at the other party coldly.

"as you wish."

Buzz…

As soon as the voice fell, Yue Linglong's spiritual sense suddenly rose, like the bright moonlight, and rushed towards the hanging list.

"Yao Shen Mountain, the moon is exquisite!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a furnace mark appeared on the list, and the furnace fire swayed, quenching all the great medicines in the world.

"Leave a name and seal... This girl from Yaoshen Mountain is also extraordinary."

Wang Lingce smiled. He had to say that the quality of the five disciples this year was better than before. Two of them had left their names and seals one after another, which made his work go very smoothly.

Rumble...

Suddenly, there was a violent sound in the Dengtian Tower, and a cold spiritual sensation rose into the sky, directly shining on the hanging list.

"Riyue Mountain, Lin Ming."

A cold voice sounded faintly, and the eyes trembled.

Above the hanging list, there was a mark. The sun and the moon were in the same sky, but they were shrouded in shadow, as if the sun and the moon were eclipsing each other.

"Lin Ming from Riyue Mountain, isn't he seriously injured? Why do I feel that he is more vigorous than before?" Someone whispered, and there was a murmur.

At this moment, even Ye Bufan and Yue Linglong couldn't help but look at the floor where Riyue Mountain was located.

"Knowing shame and then being brave, this Lin Ming has entered the realm of spiritual awakening." Wang Lingce's eyes were venomous, and he could see Lin Ming's reality at a glance.

"This is the spirit of a large number of disciples." Black Robe couldn't help but sigh.

If anyone else had experienced Lin Ming's setbacks and injuries, he would have been disabled long ago.

But this young man actually broke through and stood up again, and entered another realm again. Such talent and character are really terrifying.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, a burst of Buddha's chant resounded, shaking all directions.

Everyone looked up and saw a young monk in white walking out slowly, looking sacred and solemn.

"The Wuxiang of Tianchan Mountain, he finally showed up."

For a moment, everyone became excited. They were as arrogant as Ye Bufan and as holy as the moon. They could not help but look at Li, the youngest Dharma monk in Tianchan Mountain.

You know, Wuxiang's reputation is comparable to Jiang Chen of Martial Arts Mountain.

"This bald man is finally here." Ye Bufan whispered in a deep voice.

Rumble…

Suddenly, Wu Xiang clasped his hands together and chanted the name of the Buddha. His spiritual consciousness soared into the sky and landed on the hanging banner.

"Tianchan Mountain, Wuxiang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a mark was indeed left on the hanging list, but it was a brilliant golden light, extremely mysterious, like a Buddha's light suddenly appearing to save all living beings.

As soon as the golden mark appeared, it eclipsed the marks of the other three mountain gates.

"As expected of the eminent monk of Tianchan Mountain, the aura is amazing."

Some people sighed, but they were in awe when looking at the golden mark. They unconsciously clasped their hands together and bowed their heads in worship.

"The bald guy is really good at pretending to be a ghost."

Ye Bufan couldn't help but take a deep look at the expressionless Wu Xiang, but his eyes were filled with deep awe.

"The five mountain gates are so high that they are indeed unshakable."

"Nonsense, the mountain gate is no more than a five-story building. Do you think you are joking?"

"That's not necessarily true. Wasn't it overpowered by someone three hundred years ago?"

"How many years does it take for a Black Sword to be produced? By the way... I remember the name of the mountain gate where the Black Sword was originally located... what is it called..."

"Luofu Mountain...it is said that people are coming this time...but no movement was heard."

"It's a joke. It was the Black Sword that was powerful back then, not this Luofu Mountain... The people who come again will just make up the numbers."

As the masters of the five major sects took action one after another, an inconspicuous name was mentioned.

"Where's that kid from Luofu Mountain?"

At this moment, Wang Lingce couldn't help but ask. He had made a bet with Heipao.

"This..." Heipao's face tightened, and he felt a bit bitter at the corner of his mouth.

Up to now, the so-called successor of Luofu Mountain that he was optimistic about had not made any move. He was afraid that this gambling battle would be a disaster.

"Hahaha, victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists." Wang Lingce laughed.

"Luofu Mountain!?"

Ye Bufan couldn't help but sneer as he listened to the movement below. He had never taken this name seriously from beginning to end.

In his mind, there was only the dirt in the sky that day.

"Li Mo can't keep up..."

In the small courtyard in Beicheng, Chen Wangdu and others looked anxiously at Li Mo's room, their hearts gradually falling to the bottom.

Rumble…

At this moment, the small courtyard shook, the window lattice shook, and a spiritual sensation rose into the sky, like a turbid wave emptying out, like a black cloud pressing down on the city, rushing straight towards the Xuantian Pavilion and towards the hanging list.

"Luofu Mountain, Li Mo!!!"

Suddenly, there was a loud sound, as loud as thunder.

A strange mark suddenly appeared on the trembling list, like a vast universe in the sky, dark and deep, with countless demonic shadows floating around in the crowd.

At the moment when the strange mark appeared, the marks of the four mountain gates became eclipsed, and there was a faint appearance of collapse.