The founder of all religions

When time comes, heaven and earth all work together, but when fate goes, heroes are not free.

That was the fate that belonged to the butcher, and it was also his opportunity.

Only in that momentary encounter in the mortal world, in the vast dark night, his hidden talent shone brightly like the stars hanging high in the sky, attracting the noble man's attention.

"Without that encounter, there would be no world-famous butcher, nor would there be the Xuantian Qijue in the future."

Feng Wannian said in a deep voice: "It was during that encounter that the noble man came to visit the butcher's stall almost every night..."

"Every time he comes, he orders a bowl of soup and sits there until the butcher closes the stall..."

"As time passed, the butcher became curious about the old man, so he came up to talk..."

There was a trace of emotion in Feng Wannian's words. From the moment the two people came into contact, it seemed that they were destined to start a great destiny.

In the story he heard, the old man claimed that he was traveling with the butcher, but he was old and had no one to do the work at home, so he wanted to ask the butcher for help.

At that time, the butcher was a young man with a warm heart. In addition, he was not doing well in Xuantian Pavilion. Someone had other ideas, so he readily agreed.

In this way, every day after class at Xuantian Pavilion, he would go to the old man's place.

At first, I just did some work of chopping bones and cutting meat, which was not too heavy. I only cut twenty or thirty kilograms every night, plus cooking a meal.

At first, the old man felt that the butcher's craftsmanship was really rough, and he almost taught him step by step how to cut, chop, hack, hack, chop...

The young butcher still felt that the old man treated him well, but as time passed, he found that there was more and more work on his shoulders...

From the initial twenty or thirty kilograms of meat, it increased to seventy or eighty kilograms, and then two to three hundred kilograms...

Then it was five to six hundred pounds...

The butcher's work increased, until every night he could chop more than three thousand kilograms of meat...

At that time, he never noticed that his knife was getting faster, more stable, and more ruthless... His mind was all integrated into the chopping board in front of him. The moment he lifted the knife, it seemed that there was only one knife left. Pile of minced meat.

In this way, the butcher worked for the old man for two full years.

In two years, he was still unknown in Xuantian Pavilion, but Chen Changkong had already become famous.

Two years later, the old man gave the butcher a new knife. It was old and worn out, so blunt that the blade had been curled.

Speaking of this, Feng Wannian's eyes flashed with light.

"That dull knife accompanied the butcher almost throughout his youth... In just one year, the butcher reached the previous level with that dull knife, cutting five thousand kilograms of meat every night."

Three years passed by in a flash.

Finally one day, the butcher arrived as scheduled, but that night, the old man did not prepare any meat for him.

He said that after three years of chopping, it was time to get some fresh ones.

"Fresh?" Li Mo said subconsciously.

Feng Wannian nodded and uttered two words: "Living creature."

The butcher smiled. He had slaughtered sheep and pigs before, so they were not fresh.

But the old man said that the living creature he was talking about...

It's human!

At this point, Feng Wannian stopped and looked at Li Mo with a faint look.

"Do you know how the name The Butcher came from?"

Li Mo was thoughtful, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Don't you think that the butcher can only kill pigs? The blood in his hands is the most among the [Xuan Tian Qi Jue]..."

Feng Wannian looked solemn: "The sword in white clothes, the butcher's knife..."

"These are known as the two most deadly weapons in the world. The evil star hangs in the sky and the one that scares the gods and suppresses the immortals."

"The Wusheng Killing Sword of the Sword Immortal in White!?" Li Mo murmured.

He was already very familiar with the best sword in the world.

According to Feng Wannian, when it comes to killing, the butcher's knife is equally famous.

"He has been chopping meat in the capital for three years. After another two years, the name of the butcher has spread throughout the world... But no one knows who this crazy, inhuman executioner is... …”

"It wasn't until later that something big happened in the capital...and the world finally saw his terrifying edge."

"What's the big deal?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Eighteen years ago, a fire hit the capital."

Feng Wannian looked at Li Mo thoughtfully, with a terrifying light flashing in his eyes.

"At that time, he who was originally unknown suddenly showed terrifying strength, and even blocked the fierce power of the eight demon immortals in the world. His reputation as a butcher shocked the world... Since then, he has been ranked among the Seven Ultimates of Xuantian."

"Eighteen years ago..." Li Mo was thoughtful.

"People's opportunities are really unpredictable... When the butcher and Chen Changkong entered the Xuantian Pavilion at the same time, in terms of starting point, even ten thousand butchers couldn't compare to Chen Changkong..."

"It's a pity... nature plays tricks on people. In the end, it was that mediocre and boring young man who achieved the highest level and became one of the top strong men in the world today." Feng Wannian couldn't help but sigh.

"The noble man he met is really amazing. He actually created a Xuantian Qijue."

"Damn it, why can't I meet you when I'm riding a horse!?" Li Mo was heartbroken.

"That's also because the Butcher is unique. Others may not be able to reach such heights."

Feng Wannian glanced at him and said calmly: "But it is true that such a reclusive master is not something you can just meet once you meet him."

"Whose ancestral grave can emit such smoke... It's better not to have any wishful thinking."

Feng Wannian patted Li Mo on the shoulder and brought him back to reality.

"Although Chen Changkong has not reached the height of the Butcher, he is still a great master. Because of this relationship, Chen Pingping can occasionally get guidance from the Butcher."

Feng Wannian finally got back to the topic.

"Is Chen Pingping a disciple of the Butcher?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"That's not true..." Feng Wannian shook his head: "Chen Pingping's talent is good and his strength is also very strong...but the Butcher's requirements for recruiting disciples are very...very special..."

"You have to be good at killing pigs, and you have to be smart at chopping the meat, otherwise you won't be accepted no matter how talented you are."

Because of this, among the Xuantian Seven Jue, the Butcher has the most nominal disciples.

It is said that if you want to join his sect, you must first go through three levels of meat chopping.

First, chop ten kilograms of fine meat and cut it into minced meat. Do not let any fat be tainted on it.

Chop another ten kilograms of fat meat and cut it into minced meat. Don't take any of the refined meat with it.

Finally, add ten pounds of golden cartilage. Of course, it will also be used as sautee. Don’t put any meat on it.

Only those who pass the customs in this way are qualified to worship the butcher.

Chen Pingping, a girl from every family, has been practicing cultivation and has extremely high talents. However, she is not the material for killing pigs and mincing meat, so she has no master-disciple relationship with the butcher.

However, after all, her father had a relationship with the butcher for more than thirty years, so he would occasionally give pointers to his eldest niece.

"Look at her background. Last time you used her front as her back...this is a murderous insult." Feng Wanqing said with a smile.

"I forgot to tell you that Chen Pingping is the chief criminal officer of the [Monster Catching Hall], with an official rank up to the ninth level... one level higher than you."

"There is really someone in the court who is good at being an official." Li Mo curled his lips and said.

"The case you just asked about is in her hands. Do you want me to come forward to help you..." Feng Wannian suggested.

"No need." Li Mo shook his head.

This matter involves Big Bird. Although Feng Wannian is one of his own, of course the less people know about Big Bird’s secrets, the better.

"Where is she now?"

"It should be at the Charity Hall... The Butcher is back, that's his dojo."

"Charity Hall? Butcher!?" Li Mo's mind moved slightly.

Xuantian Qijue, the dragon has seen its head but not its tail. He has never seen such a big shot since he entered the Xuantian Pavilion.

"Every time the butcher comes back, Chen Pingping will visit him... But after all, it is the Xuantian Qijue, and you can't see him every time..." Feng Wannian said solemnly.

In fact, even for the disciples of the Butcher, it is extremely difficult to meet this master.

At this level, the gods are hidden within, separated from the mortal world, and rarely meet outsiders.

If there is no cause and effect, there is generally no such fate.

"Charity Hall..."

Li Mo nodded. Chen Pingping must meet him. He wanted to find out how far this case went and what the real situation was.

If something goes wrong, the big bird can only run away first.

"That's the Charity Hall, don't mess around." Feng Wannian reminded.

Nowadays, not many people know about the news about the Butcher's return, but after all, it is Xuantian Qijue's dojo, and no one dares to act recklessly there.

"I'm not going to see the butcher..." Li Mo said casually.

His target was just Chen Pingping, not to mention that an existence like the Butcher was not something he could just meet.

…

A moment later, Li Mo had arrived at the Charity Hall.

The door of this remote ancient palace was built like a pork shop. There was a chopping board hanging in front of the door, and a pendant in the shape of a butcher's knife. The top plaque clearly read the two characters "Charity".

"It's worthy of being a butcher's dojo. It's really unique."

Li Mo watched from a distance and saw a beautiful figure standing in front of the charity hall, seemingly waiting respectfully.

Just from the side profile, you can tell that this is Chen Pingping.

"Sister Chen, long time no see."

Li Mo took the initiative and said hello.

At this moment, when Chen Pingping heard the words, he turned around and looked up. His bright eyes and white teeth were shining with hope, and his fair skin could be broken by blows. If you don't look at the figure, just this delicate face is enough to turn people upside down.

"It's you!?"

Obviously, Li Mo's face had already been deeply imprinted in Chen Pingping's mind, and his eyebrows were furrowed, showing a hint of displeasure.

However, she has not forgotten the shameless humiliation that day. This newbie who just entered the gym dared to tease her in public.

My chest feels like my back. How can I endure this shame and humiliation? ?

"Long time no see, senior sister is still as charming as ever." Li Mo whispered.

"I can't bear it...just leave now. I don't have time to talk to you now."

Chen Pingping suppressed the irritation in her heart. In her opinion, Li Mo was just a newcomer, and he had a domineering swordsman behind him, so she didn't have to worry about him.

It is true that Li Mo was too low-key after entering the museum, so that there were no waves, such as the previous [Longji Shangxue Incident], [Tianshi Ancestral Hall Incident], [Tianyin Palace Incident], [Feilaishan Incident], etc. etc. They all work quietly and very low-key, and not many people outside the world know about it.

As time goes by, even the popularity of his new top spot has dissipated, so he really doesn’t have much of a presence in the museum today.

What's more, Chen Pingping is now waiting for the butcher to summon him. Of course, he can't let himself lose his sense of proportion and miss the opportunity.

You know, it was because of Chen Changkong that she learned about the butcher's return.

Logically speaking, with her father's relationship, the butcher shouldn't turn her away.

"Senior sister, I want to ask you for advice on something." Li Mo didn't mind.

After all, he was the one who slapped it down in the first place. Who would have thought that that plain was actually a peak?

"Do you know where this place is?" Chen Pingping glanced sideways and said coldly.

"This is Lord Butcher's dojo. Ordinary disciples are not even qualified to stop and watch. How dare you stand here?"

What Chen Pingping said is true, Xuantian Qijue is so superior that ordinary disciples, let alone seeing them, do not even have the qualifications to stop in the dojo.

She came to ask for an audience because of her special status.

Even so, it was still uncertain whether he would be able to see the butcher.

However, Chen Pingping felt that he still had a high hope of seeing the butcher today, so he couldn't let Li Mo mess up the situation.

If the butcher saw it, he would think it was a bunch of people brought by her, and if he got angry, it might even hurt him.

"This is Lord Butcher's dojo." Li Mo whispered.

"It's good that you know... This kind of place is not where you should be..." Chen Pingping reminded again.

"If you make Master Butcher dissatisfied, don't blame me for not warning you."

Looking at the entire Xuantian Pavilion, among the young disciples, there are definitely only a handful of young disciples who are qualified to enter the Charity Hall and see the Butcher.

Obviously, Chen Pingping is among them.

As for newcomers like Li Mo, some may not be able to see the grace of Xuantian Qijue in their lifetime.

Rumble…

At this moment, a heavy sound sounded...

The door of the Charity Hall opened.

A pink and tender child came out, wearing a white robe and silver armor, with a jade butcher knife hanging on his waist, but there was an ethereal aura about him.

"I'm going in...just go."

When Chen Pingping saw the visitor, he couldn't help showing joy and drove Li Mo away again.

She knew that Lord Butcher had sent someone to welcome her in. She thought that Lord Butcher was in a very good mood today.

At this moment, the boy in white robes and silver armor walked over, but passed directly past Chen Pingping, walked past her, and came directly to Li Mo.

"The Lord lets you in."

In front of the Charity Hall, it was suddenly as quiet as dead water.

Li Mo froze on the spot, staring at the boy in white robes and silver armor in front of him with a strange expression.

Chen Pingping's eyes widened, and her beautiful face was filled with an expression of disbelief. She stared at Li Mo, she couldn't believe it...

"Let him in? How is this possible?"

Chen Pingping's face was full of doubts and he shouted out loud, seemingly questioning.

"That's right...the master asked Li Mo to go in...it should be you."

The boy in white robes and silver armor looked at Li Mo and said with great certainty again.