The founder of all religions

On the outskirts of the capital, there is Mount Changhen.

Life is long and full of resentment, only that this life is too hasty.

When Shenzong traveled to this mountain in his later years, he felt that life was like a dream, fleeting, and he could not help but still have many regrets.

After that, Shenzong lived in seclusion in the capital and never stepped out of the palace again.

"The common people call this place an ominous place, and the Daqian royal family also has many taboos and rarely sets foot..."

At the foot of the mountain, Li Mo couldn't help but sigh, only Wang Jiu and Honglian boy were with him.

Wang Jiuzhan's cultivation on the ground is best able to sense changes in vitality. As for the Red Lotus Boy, he also has the ability to regenerate. He is from the same ancestry as the "Blood River Demon Fetus", which is also helpful in searching for the latter.

Therefore, Li Mo took them with him.

As for Master Ji, he ran away before the battle and did not follow.

When he fled the capital, he originally wanted to hide from his father, the King of Zhennan, for fear of being regarded as a victim and marrying into the royal family.

Now, when the King of Zhennan came to Beijing, he was even more afraid to avoid him. If it hadn't been for Li Mo's request, he wouldn't have raised his eyebrows even if he was beaten to death, and took the initiative to look for traces of Master Ji Ba.

"Master, I heard that the fire in the capital eighteen years ago started here?"

Wang Jiu stood at the foot of the mountain and looked at the Evergreen Mountain, which was green and lush. It was full of vitality, with the mountains and rivers hidden in the light, and quite peaceful. It was a treasured place for spiritual cultivation.

It's no wonder that the capital city has a radius of 800 miles, and there are 300 famous and famous mountains. The Everlasting Sorrow Mountain bullies the capital, and over time, it is inevitable to be contaminated by the emperor's dragon spirit.

However, despite its ominous name, few monks practice here.

After all, even Shenzong once hated this place. Who has such a tough destiny to suppress the ominousness here! ?

Even if you practice here, I'm afraid it will be a series of disasters and it will be difficult to improve your magical powers.

"I heard that this is what happened... The fire burned strangely, and Mount Everlasting Sorrow almost turned into a scorched mountain. However, within a few years, it regained its vitality. The creation of heaven and earth is really powerful." Li Mo said calmly. murmur.

"What a treasure land." Wang Jiu looked around, with a different kind of brilliance in his eyes.

There are good and bad people, and there are evil spirits in the land.

In any bad land, no grass grows, no vitality, and no nutrients can be locked in.

But the spiritual land is different. It is full of vitality. Even if it suffers disaster, it can be renewed quickly. This kind of place can nourish birds, insects and beasts. People here will have a clear mind, strong body, and even good luck in reproducing offspring. In body.

As the old saying goes, outstanding people make the earth spiritual.

"It would be so comfortable if this place could be used as a dojo for me..."

The more Wang Jiu looked at it, the more greedy he became. He had practiced the [Longevity Wuji Kung Fu], and the last thing he wanted to do was to suffer disaster in his life and lose his longevity.

Besides, what an ominous place it is, it’s just that it didn’t have a good name.

Everlasting hatred sounds like bad luck. If one day, Wang Jiu can practice in this mountain, he will have to change its name.

"There's someone in front..."

At this moment, Red Lotus Boy reminded him.

Li Mo looked up and saw a large vineyard not far away. Although it was cold winter, the heat in the mountains was strong and the Yang Qi was abundant. Under the sun, the grapes were plump, bright, rich, and looked extremely sweet and juicy.

"It is indeed a treasure land. There are still grapes in the middle of winter." Wang Jiu couldn't help but sigh.

Li Mo walked over and saw a man picking grapes. He looked like he was in his fifties, with gray hair on his temples, but a very strong body. He was dressed in coarse cloth and barefoot. There was a crystal on the small table next to him. The bottle contains a ruby ​​red liquid, and the rich aroma of wine mixed with the fruity aroma of grapes comes in waves.

“What a delicious wine.”

Li Mo couldn't help but lament that before Shenzong, wine was still a rarity, and the western region was often the most authentic and mellow.

At that time, the most common drink in Daqian was sweet wine or shochu.

Among them, sweet wine can also be divided into clear wine and dark wine.

The turbid wine is turbid. Because it is not filtered, rice residue mixed with foam can often be seen floating in the wine, resembling ants and bugs. Therefore, this type of wine is also called "green ant". There is an old saying that "green ants make new fermented wine, and the red mud is small." Furnace" language.

This type of wine is simple in craftsmanship and has a very low alcohol content. It is comparable to the beer Li Mo made in his previous life. When drinking, someone still needs to be there to sift the wine.

Therefore, many ancient books say that a hero can drink eighteen bowls of wine without pouring it out, and even become more courageous and can go into the mountains to catch tigers. This kind of wine is what they say.

As for soju, it is closer to liquor, strong and spicy.

During the reign of Emperor Shenzong, he improved the wine-making process and introduced wine to Kyoto, where it instantly became the new favorite of wealthy families.

Just such a bottle of wine would probably cost a hundred taels of silver, which would be enough to cover the cost of a family of three for two to three years.

Therefore, even now, wine is still a favorite among the upper class nobles.

"Young man, just take a look and don't spoil my wine."

At this moment, the middle-aged man with bare feet and coarse cloth spoke.

"Uncle, what grapes did you use for this wine?"

"This jug of wine costs one hundred taels, and I only earn ninety-five taels. What kind of grapes do I use?"

The barefoot middle-aged man slowly turned around, took out two clay pots from under the table, and poured the clear liquid inside into the empty crystal bottles.

"The leftover drink from yesterday was boiled cold and mixed with some wine dew..."

"Wine dew?" Li Mo was stunned.

The so-called "wine dew" is also alcohol. It is recorded in the "Yuanben Miscellaneous Notes" of the previous dynasty that strong wine and troughs are put into the steamer, steamed on the steam, and a container is used to collect Dettol... When the clear water is put into the water, the taste is extremely strong, and the lid Wine dew also.

Later, Shenzong improved this distillation method and obtained the "wine dew" that is now very similar to alcohol.

"This is not wine at all, the color is wrong..." Honglian Boy said coldly.

"That's right..." The middle-aged uncle nodded and took out a wooden box from under the desk. When he opened it, it revealed a small red powder.

"This is color powder extracted from grape skins." The middle-aged uncle poured the powder into a crystal bottle and shook it gently. The wine inside immediately turned into a bright ruby ​​red.

“No aroma of wine…”

The middle-aged uncle smelled it and took out a bamboo tube from under the table. After opening it, an unknown liquid poured directly into the crystal bottle.

Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine hit my face.

"This is grape essence...but it's a good thing..." The middle-aged uncle shook the crystal bottle to fully integrate the treasures containing the crystallization of supreme wisdom.

"How much does it cost to use rotten grapes..."

The middle-aged uncle placed the crystal bottle in front of him, sniffed it gently, and showed an intoxicated look.

Li Mo was stunned. The whole process didn't even take half a cup of tea, and a bottle of precious wine worth hundreds of taels was completed.

"This bottle is also expensive. It costs three hundred taels." The middle-aged uncle put down the crystal bottle and looked at Li Mo: "By the way, I suggest you check your health regularly... Young man, would you like a bottle?"

"伱......"

Li Mo's expression became even weirder.

Even Wang Jiu and Honglian Boy couldn't help but look at each other, seeing shock and surprise in each other's eyes.

As demons and ghosts, they have seen many humans, but this is the first time they have seen such a strange and profiteer, and it is really an eye-opener.

"Uncle, your wine...then what are your grapes used for?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I keep it for myself."

The middle-aged uncle picked a grape casually, put it into his mouth, and bit into it. You could even hear the sound of juice splashing.

"Profiteer." Red Lotus boy said solemnly.

"This is a conscientious business, and we don't cheat the poor."

The middle-aged uncle said casually: "I don't know how much those high-ranking officials need to take every day... I heard that the Duke of Qingning uses century-old ginseng soup to rinse his mouth every morning... The body is so resistant, so it is best to drink such a fine wine."

While speaking, the middle-aged uncle looked at Li Mo with a smile.

"Young man, would you like some... If you buy a hundred thousand catties, you can get a 30% discount..."

"One hundred thousand catties!?" Li Mo's eyes widened.

He only thought that the uncle in front of him was just a small workshop producing and selling goods for himself, but with one mouthful he could weigh a hundred thousand catties... What a sin this must have caused.

"Thank you... thank you, I don't need..." Li Moqian smiled.

"I don't want the wine, there are other goods."

The middle-aged uncle rubbed a bright and plump grape in his hand and looked at Li Mo with a smile.

"How about turtle jelly and lotus root starch?"

"I ride on a horse..."

Wang Jiu had the best temper and could not help but darken his face at this moment. Red Lotus Boy's forehead was even more exposed with veins, and he wished he could burn down the vineyard.

"Uncle, you do all kinds of business." Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and he said with deep meaning.

"There is nothing we can do. The family has a big business and no money. We will all starve to death." The middle-aged uncle spread his hands and said nonchalantly.

"Then don't bother me."

Li Mo winked and asked Wang Jiu and Honglian boy to leave.

"Master, this profiteer..."

"This person is not simple." Li Mo shook his head and said solemnly.

Although Mount Everlasting Sorrow is an ominous place, it is also a treasured place. To have a vineyard here is definitely extraordinary.

Li Mo had heard that this place had the properties of many wealthy families in the capital, and there were even many princes who owned considerable property here.

I can't believe that this middle-aged uncle who looks like a profiteer is a retainer or manager of a certain nobleman.

"Master, isn't he the King of Zhennan?" Wang Jiu asked.

"Did you have grape juice in your head?" Li Mo rolled his eyes.

The majestic king of Zhennan, the overlord of the territory, and the princes of one side. Since Shenzong, this lineage has enjoyed great honors in the prosperous times. He holds a heavy army and will forever rule the southeast. The person he is planning is the biggest in the country. How could this be such a plan? Small profits, deceiving and profiteers! ?

"Master, what does King Zhennan look like?"

"I don't know." Li Mo shook his head: "I only know that his surname is Ji, and he is the eighth oldest..."

"The old people who know him well in the capital call him Jiba..."

Li Mo said casually, and disappeared on the long mountain road with Wang Jiu and Honglian boy.

"You deserve your last name Li..."

In front of the vineyard, the middle-aged uncle looked at the retreating figures of Li Mo and others, his face trembled slightly, he spat suddenly, and spilled the wine in the glass all over the floor.

…

In the mountains of everlasting regret, Xiangwangzhuang.

This village was the private property of King Zhennan, and even Master Ji didn't know that he had another village in Mount Everlasting Sorrow.

In previous years, King Zhennan would stay here when he came to Beijing.

"The royal family is most taboo about this place, but King Zhennan has a village here." Li Mo looked strange, but there was something strange in his heart.

"Master, please come back. Your Majesty will not see any guests today."

After a long time, an old steward came out of Zhuangzi and returned the token left by Master Ji to Li Mo.

"Old man, this... this is the prince's token..." Li Mo was stunned. He never thought that he would be rejected.

"The prince said that if you don't mention him, you have forgotten that there is a traitor."

"..."

"The prince also said that if the traitor is still alive, he should come back quickly. If he is gone, it is too late for him to have another one now."

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old steward turned around and entered Zhuangzi without waiting for Li Mo's response.

"Is this horse your own?" Li Mo stared at the jade in his hand with a strange expression.

He walked around the entrance of Zhuangzi for a long time, but there was still no movement. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Obviously, if Master Ji didn't come, the King of Zhennan didn't intend to show up.

squeak……

At this moment, there was a sound of opening the door.

Li Mo looked up and saw a young man walking out of the village. He was wearing long robes and a white coat. He looked young, but he had a sense of nobility in his movements.

The most important thing is that this person's appearance is somewhat familiar.

"Junior, take your leave."

The young man saluted to the door, feeling satisfied. Just as he turned around, he bumped into Li Mo.

Suddenly, the man's footsteps suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed brightly, and he looked Li Mo up and down.

"Li Mo!?" The man whispered softly, and actually reported Li Mo's name in one breath.

"you know me?"

"Brother Li is a new member of the Hong Clan and a guest of the Prince of Zhennan. He is well-known. How could he not recognize him?" The man chuckled.

"Who are you?"

"Wang Yulou."

"Wang Clan of Donghai!?"

Li Mo's eyes darkened slightly, and he finally understood why the young man in front of him looked so familiar.

The Donghai Wang family is a thousand-year-old family that has been famous all over the world.

Wang Mingzhou and Wang Jianshan, who died in Wanjie Mountain not long ago, and Wang Yulou in front of him were biological brothers who had three children. Even the Taoist Liushen who died in the hands of Big Bird was a guest of the Wang family.

These three people were invited by the seventeenth prince to come to the capital to assist. Who would have thought that two of them would die just after arriving in the capital.

Li Mo did not expect that he would meet the last living among the three brothers here.

"It turns out to be Brother Wang."

Li Mo said calmly, as if he had long forgotten that the two brothers of the Wang family died in his hands.

"Brother Li is the prince's best friend, how come he comes to visit and is rejected?"

Wang Yulou chuckled.

The Donghai Wang family and the Zhennan Palace are inextricably linked.

Back then, when Master Ji was young, he accidentally beat to death one of his direct disciples, and was almost beaten to death by the King of Zhennan. In the end, he lived in isolation and came to the capital.

Obviously, this disciple of the Wang family had just paid a visit to King Zhennan, and now he was arrogant when he saw that Li Mo was rejected.

"The prince is indeed right." Li Mo suddenly said.

"What's a good statement?" Wang Yulou was stunned.

"He said that King Zhennan has a history of mysophobia. When he sees disgusting things, he will vomit for a while. Naturally, he has no time to see me again."

"What a sharp-tongued man."

When Wang Yuzhou heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly and he just sneered, but he did not have an attack. This shows his strong psychological quality.

"Brother Li, there are many ghosts in the mountains. It's getting dark, so it's better to leave early."

As he spoke, Wang Yulou took a deep look at Li Mo, then walked past Li Mo.

"This person has murderous intentions." Red Lotus boy frowned slightly and reminded.

"The Wang family had a grudge against Lao Ji, and his two brothers also died in my hands... If there was no murderous intention, he would be a saint."

Li Mo looked at Wang Yulou's retreating figure, his eyes as calm as water.

He once heard Master Ji say that among the three Wang brothers, Wang Yulou was the youngest, but the most talented. He had an adventure when he was very young, and at such a young age, he was already a master of the Pulse Miao Realm.

"Get through tonight first and then talk about it tomorrow."

Li Mo took a deep look at Zhuangzi who was shutting his door. If he kept being rejected every day, he would have no choice but to kidnap Master Ji.

In order to see the King of Zhennan, and to find out the whereabouts of the [Blood River Demon Fetus], Li Mo had no choice but to let the father and son recognize each other.

…

In the evening, the lonely moon hangs high.

In the Everlasting Sorrow Mountain, inside an ancient cave.

The roar of the bonfire dispelled the darkness in this corner, filling the cave with a little warmth.

"Can you feel that thing?"

Li Mo looked at Red Lotus Boy. His regeneration ability came from the research of "Blood River Demon Fetus", and he might be able to sense it.

"There is something very uncomfortable hidden in this mountain, but I can't be sure of his location." Red Lotus Boy said in a deep voice.

In fact, ever since he stepped into Mount Everlasting Sorrow, he had felt intense uneasiness and even nausea.

"Sure enough, it fell into the hands of King Zhennan." Li Mo's face darkened.

"How about... let's go explore at night?"

"I can help you find the Blood River Demon Fetus."

At this moment, a clear sound came from a distance. Li Mo raised his head and looked at the entrance of the cave. Under the moonlight, a beautiful figure came gracefully, and it was the chirping of summer cicadas.

"It's you?"

Li Mo's expression changed slightly. He really didn't expect that this woman would appear in front of him so quickly and openly.

call……

At this moment, Red Lotus Boy suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with anger, revealing deep hostility.

"Calm down...I'm here to help you."

Xia Chanming walked into the cave, took a deep look at Li Mo, and sat down without any precautions.

Such behavior made Li Mo feel different.

"Trying to pretend to surrender with me?" Li Mo asked suspiciously.

"Do you know why that kid from the Wang family in the East China Sea appears here?" Xia Chanming asked without answering.

"Wang Yulou? Is it also for the blood river demon fetus?"

"That's right." Xia Chanming nodded: "The Wang family once made a deal with Guixu when that little kid was young."

"The Wang family of Donghai made a deal with Guixu?" Li Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Shenzong once said that the enemy is among the people, and this statement is indeed true.

"As a member of Hongmen, you should know that the world is not black and white. Since it exists, there is a suitable soil for its existence..."

Xia Chanming said calmly: "The Wang family rescued a felon from Zhennan Palace and exchanged a drop of blood with Guixu."

"A drop of blood!?"

"Yes, that is a drop of spiritual blood left by the black sword..." Xia Chanming said in a condensed voice.

Black Sword once sneaked into Guixu as a secret spy of Xuantian Pavilion and became the master of [Demon City]. A drop of his spiritual blood is precious and was once transformed by Guixu...

"Renovation? Could it be..." Li Mo thought thoughtfully.

"Yes, it is the method of [Blood River Demon Fetus]...the regeneration of flesh and blood, ever-changing..."

As he spoke, Xia Chanming couldn't help but look at Red Lotus Boy: "This is a failure, but the black sword spiritual blood has more powerful power..."

"The Wang family integrated that drop of spiritual blood into Wang Yulou's body, which created his terrifying talent."

"The son of the Wang family wants to obtain the [Blood River Demon Fetus] to further enhance the spiritual blood in his body?" Li Mo said solemnly.

"Yes, flesh and blood can be regenerated and transformed into ever-changing forms. This is an ability that only Xuantian Daozong possesses... Wang Yulou has great courage."

Xia Chanming looked directly at Li Mo: "I can help you find the Blood River Demon Fetus...it is in the Mountain of Everlasting Sorrow."

"You help me? Why are you helping me?" Li Mo asked warily.

He has not forgotten that just two days ago, he had a big fight with this woman, almost splitting his life and death.

Furthermore, Li Mo belongs to Xuantian Pavilion, but Xia Chanming comes from Guixu. Strictly speaking, the two are mortal enemies of each other.

From their respective standpoints, Xia Chanming could be so kind to help him find the Blood River Demon Fetus! ?

"The situation is stronger than the people...I have no choice..."

Xia Chanming sighed, a look of helplessness on her tired face.

"What's the meaning?"

"I was also forced by others, and I had no choice but to seek refuge with you." An imperceptible look of fear flashed deep in Xia Chanming's eyes.

"Forced by someone? Who is it?" Li Mo frowned and asked curiously.

"He said...he is your father!" Xia Chanming stared at Li Mo with a strange expression.

"What the hell!?" Li Mo was stunned.