The founder of all religions

Ye Bufan is dead...

The descendant of Black Ming Mountain had his head dislocated, all his internal organs were hollowed out, leaving only a body, and his bloody head was hung high in front of the ruined temple on Baijian Slope.

"He was... killed!?" Li Mo was stunned.

After all, Ye Bufan is a master of the Nine-Inch Realm. He has been in retreat in Wangxuan City and has made some progress. He is only half a step away from the Spiritual Breath Realm.

That night, although he was cut off from the Night Screaming Demon Sword and broke his right arm, such injuries should not have much impact on his strength, not to mention life-threatening injuries.

"Who did this?" Li Mo fell into deep thought.

Based on his understanding of Ye Bufan, even if this person was seriously injured, he should still have 70% of his strength.

Overnight, he was reduced to this, with his body in a different place and his head hanging high. He was extremely cruel and vicious. You must know that Ye Bufan is now a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion and one of the seventy-five great seeds in this generation.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

Li Mo glanced over and saw the twinkling eyes of Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian, and couldn't help but ask.

"Do you know where Baijianpo is?" Hong Xiaofu couldn't help asking Dao.

"How do I know?" Li Mo shook his head.

"When Black Sword came to Beijing, the Xuantian Pavilion held a martial arts battle for newcomers here. With his pride of genius, he dominated the crowd and defeated all swordsmen... Later, Black Sword achieved great power and became famous all over the world. Some people built temples and statues again... …”

Speaking of this, Hong Xiaofu couldn't help but raise his head and glance at Li Mo with a deep look.

"You...what do you mean?" Li Mo frowned slightly, faintly aware that something was wrong.

"Senior Chen said that a few days ago, you had a fight with Ye Bufan at Shen Nanqing's mansion in Wumen, and you severely injured him and chopped off one of his arms..." Shang Xujian said with a bitter face.

"I have no enmity with him on horseback, so why..."

Li Mo blurted out, but stopped mid-sentence.

When Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian heard this, they looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

No injustice or hatred! ?

In Wangxuan City, Ye Bufan's first retreat was because of Li Mo.

Of course, this is secret and not known to outsiders.

But that day, on the hanging list, Li Mo, in full view of everyone, left his name and changed his seal, erasing Ye Bufan's name, and severely suppressed Heiming Mountain.

Not to mention, that night he broke his arm with a knife, causing Ye Bufan unimaginable serious injuries.

At that time, many people saw it with their own eyes, including Shen Nanqing.

"What do you mean? Are you trying to blame Ye Bufan for his death?" Li Mo said in a deep voice.

At this moment, he finally knew the purpose of Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian.

"Senior Chen has received the letter. There is no conclusion yet. We just want us to come and give you a breather..."

Hong Xiaofu gritted his teeth and said, "Currently, it seems that you are the most suspect."

There was a motive and there was a conflict, but Ye Bufan’s head was hung in front of Baijian Slope...

That was the place where Black Sword became famous.

What does it mean?

Nowadays, in the huge capital, Li Mo seems to be the only one who can have anything to do with Black Sword.

But don't forget, he also has the reputation of being the successor of the Black Sword.

"Fart... So, you are also the descendants of Black Sword, and you are also from Luofu Mountain..." Li Mo said in a deep voice.

When Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian heard this, their faces suddenly trembled and they quickly laughed.

"Brother, are you kidding me... Who are we... How can we be worthy of being called the heirs of the Black Sword?"

"It's just that... with our little practice, I don't even have the shame to admit that I am a disciple of Luofu... You are worthy of the title of Black Sword's successor."

Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian made no secret of their recognition of Li Mo.

But the more Li Mo listened, the weirder the expression on his face became.

"Mo Mo, Senior Chen asked me to tell you, if someone wants to take you for questioning, you must not resist... Once you resist, it will be equivalent to being convicted, but the nature is different..."

Hong Xiaofu's words made Li Mo instantly alert.

There seemed to be a big net hidden in the mist, shrouding him.

At this moment, the ground rumbled, dust and sand stirred up, and the bones trembled.

Under the moonlight, a column of light cavalry in black armor galloped over, each equipped with fine knives and holding a palace in their hands. The fierce killing aura passed by like a whirlwind and came across.

"Where is Li Mo!?"

A loud shout suddenly sounded, breaking the silence of the night, causing jackdaws to fly from the treetops and scream.

"Mo Mo, calm down...Senior Chen will definitely find a way to clear your name." Hong Xiaofu gritted his teeth.

"Go find Lao Feng."

Li Mo looked solemn and took one step towards the row of light and black cavalry.

Hong Xiaofu watched Li Mo step forward to talk for a few words before being taken away by the other party, looking anxious and blushing.

Ye Bufan died, which was no small matter. He was a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion and a descendant of Heiming Mountain.

If this crime is proven... the sky will fall.

"Let's go, let's go find Old Feng." Hong Xiaofu gritted his teeth and followed closely with Shang Xujian.

In the blink of an eye, Mingju in the eastern suburbs returned to its previous tranquility.

The bright moon hung high in the night sky, and jackdaws sat on the branches.

In the distance there are many bones and tombs on the mountain.

"Oh...how could a rare young man become a murderer?"

At this moment, a lonely sigh came from the dilapidated thatched house, revealing a trace of regret and heaviness.

"It's become deserted again..."

That old sigh fell faintly, like falling rocks in a lake, with ripples gradually rising and spreading boundlessly layer by layer.

At this moment, the night wind picked up and whistled like a boil, as if the tombs all over the mountain were echoing the lonely sigh.

At the top of the mountain, a huge bluestone suddenly shattered, revealing half of an ancient black inscription. On it, ancient seals were engraved with dragon inscriptions, and seven characters were vaguely written on it:

The burial place of one hundred thousand Yin soldiers! ! !

…

Late at night.

It’s not even fifteen yet, but the moon looks particularly bright tonight.

"Who can share the solitary light in the clear sky, looking sadly to the north..."

In the high pavilion, a beautiful figure is holding on to the railing, overlooking the capital, but the flowing phoenix eyes are like a cold pool, unfathomable.

"Master... the warden of Xuantian Pavilion has started to take people..."

At this moment, a bright yellow paper kite flew from the night and landed on the young man's shoulder.

The slender waist twisted slightly and looked in the direction of Xuantian Pavilion.

"Li Mo...you finally came to the capital..."

The night wind blew, the soft sound resounded, and the bright moonlight reflected on Chu Nianxin's beautiful face.

Although the young master of the Tianshi Mansion had only met Li Mo once... At that time, when Qi Yu was sitting on the title of the number one genius in Luofu Mountain, she quietly entered the mountain without any incident, and just watched from a distance. Look.

At that time, she felt that there was something different about the ordinary jailer.

Later, Qi Yu was defeated and Black Sky disappeared.

Chu Nianxin knew that this man with hidden fangs would one day come to the capital in person.

"Master, if the disciple of Luofu really kills Ye Bufan...he is guilty of a serious crime and will definitely die..." The bright yellow paper kite flapped its wings and screamed strangely.

"Do you think...he can kill people?" Chu Nianxin asked calmly.

"Quack... Regardless of whether it is... the title of Black Sword's successor can make him die a hundred times..." The bright yellow paper kite smiled strangely.

"Being under the emperor's feet, having no background and foundation, and daring to parade around with such a name is simply a recipe for death..."

"Li Mo... If he died like this, it would be boring... Maybe I think highly of him, but..."

Chu Nianxin's eyes were calm and she said calmly: "That's fine."

As she spoke, Chu Nian turned around and walked into the building. She passed through the heavy black curtains and suddenly stopped.

This small building is hollow inside, with a faint blue light burning in eight different corners.

Chains criss-crossed each other, suspending a coffin made of ice in mid-air. At first glance, it looked like it was frozen in crystal.

There is no sky above, no earth below, the three lights cannot be seen, and there is no unity between inside and outside.

Chu Nianxin's red lips moved slightly, her breathing rose and fell slightly, and her watery eyes fell on the cold coffin. There was a corpse lying inside, with feather-like scales growing on its body, covering it heavily.

"The Nirvana of Darkness..."

Chu Nianxin murmured softly, her expression calm as usual: "Life and death matter, so what if he kills us?"

"Now, he is going to die too."

The indifferent voice echoed in the strange hollow ancient building, and the bright yellow paper kite let out a shrill scream, and the fierce fire turned it into ashes and scattered them.

…

Xicheng, Fifth Warden Department.

In the dark trial hall, the bronze cauldron was blazing with fire. From time to time, two jailers would throw the bones piled in the corner into the cauldron, making the fire even more intense.

Six armored warriors stood on the left and right holding awe-reducing sticks.

Above the high hall, there is a cold man with lightning eyes, raised eyebrows, and a deep scar on his chin, which is like a bug attached to the flesh.

Behind him, a nine-section treasure mace was enshrined.

"Prison officer, the suspect Li Mo has arrived."

At this moment, the scribe-like judge stepped forward to report, with deep awe in his eyes.

The chief prison officer ranks tenth among the eighteen official positions in Xuantian Pavilion.

Tong San belongs to the seventeenth grade.

The gap between the two is incalculable.

Not to mention, Qiu Eli is a master of the [Living Miao Realm]. He has already passed two levels in the Spiritual Breath Realm, and it is only a matter of time before he reaches the ninth level.

"Bring it up."

Qiu Eli's voice was as heavy as a bell. Without looking, he picked up the big stick bone on the table and started to chew it. He didn't know what kind of meat it was.

The Fifth Warden Department has a total of eight prisons, each overseen by eight chief prison officers.

On weekdays, he is the king here.

After a while, Li Mo walked in.

Now, he is just a suspect, and he has the identity of a Xuantian Pavilion disciple, but he does not wear shackles.

"grown ups……"

"Are you Li Mo?"

Qiu Eli didn't give Li Mo a chance to speak at all. He glanced sideways and sneered.

"Exactly..."

"What happened to a place like Luofu Mountain where birds don't shit this year? There was a hole in your crotch, exposing you..."

Qiu Eli opened his mouth wide and suddenly tore off a piece of fat meat from the stick bone, chewing until his mouth was full of oil.

"Did you kill Ye Bufan!?"

The cold words suddenly rang out, not like a question, but like stating a fact.

"I was wronged." Li Mo said coldly.

"Unjustly accused?" Qiu Eili sneered: "Let me tell you this, even if the eight great demons in the world come to this place, they have to say that they are unjustly accused."

"Tell me, how did you assassinate Ye Bufan..."

Li Mo's eyes darkened, he took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Sir, is there a possibility... Gui Xu did this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the small crime trial hall fell into a brief silence.

Everyone looked at each other, even Qiu Eli was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Sir, he does provide an idea..."

The judge next to him couldn't help but stepped forward and whispered.

Ye Bufan's strength is not something that ordinary masters can kill him, not to mention that he is still a disciple of the Xuantian Pavilion, so courageous, and his methods are so cruel... If it is really the work of the Gui Xu Demon, it would be okay. Within reason.

Thinking of this, the judge couldn't help but look at Li Mo a few more times.

He didn't expect that the young man in front of him was still young, but he already had the idea of ​​joining the officialdom. He was really a young man...

Snapped……

Suddenly, Qiu Eli slapped him across the face, causing Tong San to spin on the spot and almost take off.

"Gui Xu did everything... did Gui Xu dig up your ancestral grave?" Qiu Eli cursed in a deep voice.

"What? Apart from Guixu, can't there be other bad people in this world?"

"Of course, you did provide me with an idea..."

As he spoke, Qiu Eli looked at Li Mo and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"So, it's you who colluded with the Guixu demon and murdered Ye Bufan!?"

"I colluded with your mother..."

Li Mo squinted his eyes and finally lost his patience.

"Bold..." Tongpan covered his bulging cheeks and scolded sternly.

"Hehe, the bones are quite hard..."

Qiu Erli raised his hand, but did not get angry.

"Don't worry, Luofu brat...His Majesty Shenzong has said that the world in Daqian is governed by law, and I will not arbitrarily carry out lynchings."

"Here comes, lock him up first and put him in cell [No. A]..."

"Sir, cell [No. A] is a place where monsters are imprisoned. This is against the rules..."

At this moment, the judge next to him couldn't help but remind him.

Snapped……

Another slap in the face sent him flying away.

"I am the rule here..." Qiu Eli looked at Li Mo with a sneer.

"I forgot to tell you that I have practiced in Heiming Mountain before..."

Qiu Eli took the flag stick bone and dipped it in the sauce in the basin. At the same time, he waved his hand to signal the jailer to take him down.

"If you can't bear it, don't hold it in...I welcome jailbreaks here..."

"I have taken note of your words, sir."

Li Mo glanced at it lightly, then turned around and walked out of the trial hall.

"It's so forbearing..."

Qiu Eli looked at Li Mo's retreating back and couldn't help but his eyes suddenly sank. Just now he had hoped that this kid would be able to resist, but unfortunately...

"Remove the guards from No. A Prison for me first..."

"Withdraw? What if something happens..." Tong Juan couldn't help but worry.

Snapped……

There was another slap in the face, causing Tong Xuan to roll out of the trial hall.

…

Typical Department, Grade A prison.

This is a place dedicated to imprisoning demons and ghosts. There are three thousand cages alone, which is more than five times larger than the ghost prisons in Luofu Mountain.

A strong demonic aura permeated almost every corner of the prison, and the black iron cage was covered with runes.

As soon as Li Mo was brought in, there was a deafening roar.

A, number thirty-six.

As soon as the cell door opened, Li Mo was pushed in.

"Boy, wish yourself well."

The two jailers looked at each other, smiled, and immediately retreated.

In the darkness, the pungent smell of blood hit his face, and the ground was littered with scattered bones.

Bursts of heavy chains sounded suddenly.

As soon as Li Mo came in, he felt a ferocious aura, wrapped in deep hostility, locking him in.

"A human actually came in!?"

A deafening roar suddenly burst out, and in the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly lit up, slowly walking out from the corner.

Li Mo took a closer look and was stunned.

"It's you?"

The dirty lotus pods are hanging from the mouth, and the ears are like cattail fans, revealing the golden eyes. The fangs were as sharp as steel files, and the long mouth opened like a brazier... The monster in front of him was clearly the pig monster Li Mo met that day.