The founder of all religions

The moon is faintly hanging high in the sky, and the bonfire in the ancient cave is burning.

The dead wood branches made a "crackling" sound, and the dancing firelight made Li Mo's surprised and stunned expression even more distorted and weird.

"My father?" Li Mo stared at Xia Chanming suspiciously.

When he grows up, he doesn’t even know who his father is…

"Not my biological father." Xia Chanming said quickly.

"What's the meaning?"

"The man said...not a biological father, but better than a biological father..."

Xia Chanming curled her lips and revealed this fact.

"This horse riding...are you taking advantage of me?" Li Mo glared at Xia Chanming fiercely.

"That's what I said." Xia Chanming said helplessly.

In fact, her heart was filled with many doubts. The mysterious strong man was fierce and terrifying. Even as a fifth-level spirit demon, she was just an ant-like existence in the eyes of the other party. She was playing claps and was in a dilemma of life and death.

All along, Xia Chanming thought that Li Mo just had the reputation of being the successor of the Black Sword.

Who would have thought that behind this rising star there would be such a terrifying master, whose vigor filled the mountains and rivers, and whose ferocious power overwhelmed the sky.

Facing that mysterious strong man, she couldn't even think of resisting.

"You don't know who that person is?" Xia Chanming couldn't help but asked tentatively.

"You want to be my father... take advantage of me..."

Li Mo murmured, and the figures of Feng Wannian and Master Ji first appeared in his mind.

If they wanted to be his father, these two were the most suspicious, but they probably didn't have the strength to absolutely crush Xia Chanming, or even make her surrender.

You must know that Xia Chanming is a fifth-level spirit demon, a master with [Spirit Realm] who can make her obey. The difference in strength between the two cannot be calculated.

Not long ago, Master Ji's life was almost lost in the hands of Xia Chanming. As for Feng Wannian, although he has made rapid progress since he cut off the shackles of Xuantian Taoism, he has not yet reached the point where he can easily suppress the fifth-level spirit demon. .

"Boss Bai?" Another figure appeared in Li Mo's mind.

Boss Bai definitely has such strength and means, but after all, he is the eight great demons in the world. If he really helps, he will never be so secretive.

What's more, this is not in line with Boss Bai's behavior.

"It seems there is no one else."

Li Mo frowned, looking thoughtful.

After thinking about it, there was only one great master behind him. Apart from Boss Bai, there seemed to be no one else.

Butcher?

He promised Boss Bai that he would repay his kindness to Li Mo, but he would never cause trouble and secretly help him conquer the returning masters.

"I really don't know such a weirdo." Li Mo shook his head and said he had no clue.

"really?"

Xia Chanming still didn't believe it. How could he not know that there was such a great master behind him? If it were me, I could just walk sideways.

Li Mo remained silent, but there was murmuring in his heart.

Could it be that this witch made up a cover to deceive him? If she is so unable to withstand scrutiny, she can join the Justice Book Company, write a few random strokes, and earn a few taels of silver.

"Do you think I'm lying to you?"

At this moment, Xia Chanming spoke, and before Li Mo could respond, she suddenly tore open her clothes, revealing her white chest.

"this……"

Li Mo's eyes widened and he subconsciously took two steps forward.

There was a strange rune on Xia Chanming's chest, like a seed, beating at a strange frequency.

"This is……"

Li Mo showed a strange expression. He could clearly feel that this rune seed took root in the heart, pulled the spiritual sense, connected to the Dantian, connected the two bridges of heaven and earth, maintained the place of life, and circulated the changes of yin and yang.

"Inner Demon Seed..."

Xia Chanming said in a deep voice: "This is an ancient method. Nine hundred years ago, in the Shenzong era, there was a master who was unrivaled in the world, named the old man of the heart demon..."

More than 900 years ago, Shenzong was born and became invincible in the world.

However, on the road to his rise, there are still many strong people and many monuments, and the old man with the heart demon is one of them.

That was a strong man from the old era, who had already stood at the top. It was said that his method could control all kinds of inner demons and carry magical powers.

As long as a person is human, he or she will have inner demons. The stronger the inner demon, the stronger his power.

"You have been planted with the seeds of inner demons..." Li Mo said in a deep voice.

He knows that once this kind of thing enters the body, even a change of thought will be known to the other party, and a single thought can turn the person being planted into ashes.

"You really met a great master..."

Li Mo's face was slightly condensed and he said in a deep voice.

He has also heard of the name of the old man with inner demons. This lineage is extremely terrifying. If you want to practice its method, you must first cultivate the demons.

They themselves are the biggest inner demons in the world.

However, inner demons are easy to raise, but gods are hard to see... If you practice this method and cannot tie down the inner demons and subdue all natures, you will eventually be backlashed by magical powers, your body will die, your Tao will disappear, and everything will become empty.

Because of this, the members of this sect have withered away, and even when it was at its strongest, there were only three or five members of the sect.

Until Shenzong destroyed the law, the inner demon lineage was completely extinct and buried in the long river of time, never to regain its former glory.

"This lineage hasn't been extinct yet?" Li Mo said in a deep voice.

Being able to plant the seeds of inner demons has obviously succeeded in raising the demons, and in a single thought, one can see gods.

The depth of cultivation of such a master is unimaginable.

"Sure enough, the world is in turmoil... Xuantian Dao Seed is about to be born, and all kinds of monsters and monsters are jumping out..."

"You believe it now."

Xia Chanming wrapped her clothes and glanced coldly at Wang Jiu in the corner, who was already bleeding.

"You are really unlucky." Li Mo said casually.

Planting inner demons is a life worse than death. Everything is under the control of others, just like a puppet.

"Thanks for reminding me."

Xia Chanming's eyes twitched unnaturally.

"You just said you could help me find the Blood River Demon Fetus?" Li Mo changed the subject and returned to the topic.

"Of course, if you believe me, I can take you there now."

Xia Chanming was even more impatient than Li Mo. She just wanted to end this damn nightmare as soon as possible.

"Okay, you lead the way, let's go." Li Mo nodded.

Honglian boy frowned tightly and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Li Mo's eyes.

Xia Chanming took the lead and walked out of the cave.

"Keep an eye on this woman for me. If anything goes wrong, I'll do it to her."

Li Mo looked at Wang Jiu, transmitted the message secretly, and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"clear."

Wang Jiuxin understood and nodded.

…

Under the curtain of darkness, the group of people shuttled back and forth like fish, and continued deep into the Mount of Everlasting Sorrow.

"This mountain is so big..."

"Everlasting Sorrow Mountain is a series of nine curves with thousands of caves inside, like a maze..." Xia Chan said in a deep voice.

Such a treasured land has natural barriers and geographical advantages, but from ancient times to the present, no monk or demon has ever been able to occupy this mountain and use it as a dojo.

"What a pity." Wang Jiu couldn't help but said as he listened.

"It has been said from ancient times that this mountain is an ominous place. Anyone who occupies it will surely have a short life and die young." Xia Chanming said calmly.

"Short-lived and died young?" Wang Jiu murmured, thoughtfully.

"It's right in front..."

Suddenly, Xia Chanming stopped and led Li Mo and others through a waterfall that looked like a barrier. Behind the rapid torrent was a huge stone gate.

"This is...the Stone of Separation!?"

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, seeing that the stone gate was so huge that it was almost built by cutting through the entire mountain wind on which the waterfall rested.

Such a generous act can truly be called a miraculous workmanship.

"Is this hilltop a tomb?"

Li Mo couldn't help but ask: "Whose is it?"

This is an ominous place for the Daqian royal family. Who can build a tomb here?

Xia Chanming shook her head and said she didn't know.

"Go in and have a look."

Li Mo's eyes darkened, and his right hand gently reached out and landed on the huge stone door.

Rumble...

Suddenly, before Li Mo exerted any force, the huge stone door carved from the entire mountain slowly opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in from it.

"you?"

Xia Chanming frowned slightly and looked at Li Mo with deep meaning.

As expected, this large tomb was related to Li Mo. He opened this world-changing stone without any effort.

"opened……"

Li Mo was thoughtful and walked in.

Behind the stone gate, there is a different cave. You can't feel any dampness and coldness, and there is even a trace of warmth surging.

"This is a tomb..."

Li Mo just discovered that there were only some women's supplies in this tomb, such as bronze mirrors, jade combs, hairpins, etc.

"This is a woman's tomb..." Xia Chanming thought thoughtfully.

She stepped forward to the bronze mirror and gently touched it with her jade hand.

boom……

Suddenly, there was a loud cracking sound, and a golden wave of air suddenly emerged from the surface of the bronze mirror, knocking Xia Cicada flying away.

Xia Cicada's beauty turned pale as she sang, and she immediately released the [Spirit Realm], spreading it all over her body.

Rumble...

The golden air waves roared like ferocious beasts, and the terrifying power drove Xia Chan's [Spirit Realm] away almost instantly.

"this……"

Li Mo's pupils suddenly shrank, and Xia Chanming's [Spirit Realm] was like a thin piece of paper, instantly split into dense pieces.

The next moment, Xia Chan's chirping hit the rock wall heavily, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Are you...are you okay..."

Li Mo hurried forward to check and couldn't help but ask.

"You come here once...and you'll know if everything is okay..."

Xia Chanming was about to cry. She was a proud daughter of heaven and a master who returned to the Fairy Market. Ever since she entered the capital and met Li Mo, bad luck had happened one after another.

"What a terrible restriction..."

Li Mo's face was solemn. These relics were all subject to powerful restraints. This kind of restraint could ignore the power of the spiritual realm in an instant, easily crushing them, and making them completely violent.

"Whose tomb is this?"

Li Mo walked to the bronze mirror. Suddenly, a strange feeling came over him, and he couldn't help but reach out his hand.

"Master, don't..." Wang Jiu cried out.

The next moment, a strange scene appeared. Li Mo's finger lightly touched the bronze mirror, but it did not cause any restraint.

"Why?"

Xia Chanming straightened her body and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

Her eyes almost fell out of her head. Why did she hit the ban when she touched it, but Li Mo was fine when he touched it?

Thinking of this, Xia Chanming stood up suddenly, walked to the bronze mirror, and touched it again.

Rumble...

The golden air wave surged, like a huge Buddha's hand, and once again lifted Xia Cicada away. The latter was like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall heavily, and spit out a mouthful of blood as soon as it landed.

"Why don't you take a rest?" Wang Jiu couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but console him.

"Why?"

Xia Chanming waited patiently for Li Mo, really not understanding the rationale.

"That's the master."

Wang Jiu smiled lightly, but it was a matter of course.

"There's no way, it's God's will."

Li Mo spread his hands and looked at the ancient bronze mirror.

The mottled firelight reflected on the bronze mirror and shattered into endless spots of light...

Suddenly, Li Mo's vision became blurry, and the broken light spots turned into shadows, flashing continuously, followed by earth-shaking sounds.

"What's this?"

At this moment, Li Mo saw a strange sight in the bronze mirror.

On the Everlasting Sorrow Mountain, the night sky is bright and clear, the full moon hangs high in the sky, and the bright white halo covers all the stars.

Li Mo has never seen such a bright moon.

"Wow wow wow..."

At this moment, a loud cry suddenly sounded on the Mount of Everlasting Sorrow, and then, a terrifying fire shot into the sky, swaying the nine layers of clouds, and shattering the bright moon of the lunar sky.

In an instant, the heaven and earth shook, and the wind and clouds changed color.

As the cry resounded, the atmosphere of the heavens, mountains and seas was affected. In a trance, the calamity clouds gathered in the sky, forming a huge whirlpool, like the eye of the sky, hiding endless mystery and power.

This situation is even more bizarre and unpredictable than when Li Mo practiced the [Nine Life Method].

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying flames spread all over Mount Everlasting Sorrow, like a fire dragon, spreading towards the capital.

"Wow wow wow..."

At this moment, in the Everlasting Sorrow Mountain, a faint cry sounded, as weak as a mosquito. It seemed that just this cry had exhausted all the energy.

However, a strange scene happened. The source of the faint cry, the terrifying fire, slowly extinguished, unable to get any closer.

In that ancient cave, a beautiful woman, her clothes stained with blood, lay in a pool of blood, holding a baby in her arms.

The beautiful woman's face was pale and she didn't apply makeup, but she still couldn't hide her charming look. The vitality in her eyes gradually dimmed, but when she looked at the infant baby, she still felt joy and relief.

"Xiao Bai, your words... will definitely protect him..."

The beautiful woman's fingertips lightly traced the baby's face, showing deep reluctance.

"You're going to die..."

At this moment, a man dressed in white came from a distance. He looked at the dying beautiful woman, with no emotion or anger on his face.

"Children are the continuation of their parents...as long as they are alive..."

As she spoke, the beautiful woman tilted her head and leaned against the baby in her arms, showing deep attachment.

"It's just that my mother can't watch you grow up..."

"Xiaobai, what do you want to name this little guy?"

"In the current of the world, the strong strive to be first, causing countless troubles... I don't want you to be a big shot, even if you are a low-ranking person, as long as you live a safe life..."

The beautiful woman whispered, slowly closing her eyes, and two lines of clear tears flowed out.

"Li Mo..."

"Xiao Bai...I entrust him to you."

The beautiful woman's voice was like a flickering candle, whining and extinguished along with the roaring wind.

The man in white clothes was silent and slowly took over the swaddled baby.

Rumble…

At this moment, the sky shook, and terrifying figures seemed to jump out of the void.

"Bai Yi, hand over this brat."

The terrifying sound shocked the world.

"kill!"

In an instant, the sky and the earth were bright, and a terrifying sword light swept across the endless starry sky. The world was vast, but with this sword, the void was no longer alive.

Wusheng Killing Sword!

Li Mo was shocked in his heart. At this moment, he still couldn't see what kind of situation this was.

This was eighteen years ago, and there was a fire in the capital.

This was also the night he was born.

Rumble…

The light and shadow changed, and no one knew how long it had passed. The Mount of Everlasting Sorrow had already turned into scorched earth, and the green smoke of the capital city in the distance seemed to have been turned into ruins.

Taking advantage of the starlight, a big flag was waving. Suddenly, a man walked out of the mottled night and rushed towards the ancient cave that had long been reduced to ruins.

He rummaged around frantically, peeling away piece after piece of gravel, until his hands were bloody and bloody, and in the end he only found a piece of blood-stained dress.

"I'm late... I'm late..."

The man hugged his blood-stained dress and howled loudly, crying so heart-breakingly that it shook the mountains and rivers.

"Ahhhh..."

The man looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes bloodshot, like an angry beast.

At this moment, it started to rain heavily in the sky. This year's spring rain seemed to be particularly cold.

The rain streaked across the man's face, bringing blood and tears.

"My lord... Tianmen sent eight hundred [Jia Zijun] to search the mountain..."

At this moment, a black knight suddenly came to report.

"killed……"

The man stood up, his eyes dull, like a walking corpse.

"Wha...what?"

The black knight was stunned for a moment and seemed not to hear clearly.

"Kill them all." The man spoke again.

"Your Majesty...that's Tianmen..." The black knight was trembling with fear, with a look of horror on his face.

"The Guixu demons and Qiao's armored infantry are trying to take advantage of the rebels and kill them all..."

The man had a stern look on his face, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Leave no one behind."

"Your Majesty's Order!"

At this moment, there were roars behind the man that shook the heaven and the earth, and tens of thousands of soldiers followed closely behind him.

The next moment, those tens of thousands of soldiers were like a flood bursting a bank, carrying a massacre that shook the sky and headed down the mountain.

"let's go……"

The man held the blood-stained dress tightly in his arms and jumped onto his horse.

"Your Majesty, where are we going?"

"Go back to the southeast...let's go home..."

The man looked at the blood-stained dress in his arms, feeling indescribably lonely and sad. That night, he completely lost his soul.

"Let's go home."

The man reined in the reins and turned to look in the direction of the capital, with sadness, unwillingness and anger in his eyes.

"From now on, I, Ji Yuan Tu, will never set foot in the capital again."

The man shouted loudly, and the flag behind him was fluttering, with the word "town" written on it! ! !

The heavy words echoed on the Mount of Everlasting Sorrow, and the man rode away and disappeared into the long night.