The founder of all religions

In the cold night, the scattered firelights ended like fireworks. Apart from the brilliance, there was only silence.

The charred corpse was solidified in front of the altar like a statue made of black iron. The open skin bag was like a roaring mouth, telling the unwillingness and anger of the death of life.

Qin Longhu, a close disciple of the Third Heavenly Master, died in the Demon Subduing Temple.

As young as him, with his core becoming a dragon and a tiger, he should have a great future. Perhaps as the outside world said, one day, he can inherit the mantle of the third heavenly master and obtain the highest title.

Unfortunately, all these imaginations and expectations disappeared with his death.

The demon appears in the Fu Mo Temple, and he kills the demon with the Demon Sword.

Many years ago, the founder of Tianshi Mansion seemed to have had a glimpse of the unknown future.

However, Qin Longhu didn't know that the demon in the ancestor's verse did not refer to Tang Sanbai, but to himself.

"Mysterious destiny..."

Li Mo murmured softly and looked at the [Zhenwudang Demon Sword] in Tang Sanbai's hand. The swaying sword light was moving in the moonlit night.

At this moment, this sword that had been covered in dust for endless years finally found its owner. After traveling through the world of mortals, it finally found its owner.

No one knows what kind of legend and prestige this sword will leave in the distant future.

"call……"

At this moment, a gust of wind roared, and nine thousand Taoists came through the sky and landed in front of the mostly collapsed Demon Subduing Temple.

Tonight, he felt uneasy. Sure enough, something serious had happened.

However, when he arrived, all he saw in front of him was Tang Sanbai, except for ruins and charred corpses.

The unique Tang Sanbai.

"Little fool, you..."

The Nine Thousand Taoists were astonished. His eyes were fixed on Tang Sanbai who was holding the [Zhenwudang Demon Sword]. He felt that tonight, his little disciple would never be the same again.

Such a temperament, such aura, such eyes...he is still the dull, stupid boy from before.

"master."

Tang Sanbai walked up to the nine thousand Taoists and made a deep master-disciple salute.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up, and a stream of light rose up in his palm, like incense, and then disappeared.

"The Wuyao lineage will end today."

"Little fool, you..."

When the nine thousand Taoists heard this, their hearts suddenly shrank, and they looked at Tang Sanbai in disbelief.

"Master, I have my own way to go."

Tang Sanbai looked towards the distant north with deep eyes, but his eyes were firmer than ever before.

The nine thousand Taoists were in a daze for a moment. He had never seen such brilliance in the eyes of his little disciple. It was as bright as a big star and as immortal as the sky.

"Yeah...you always have your own way to go..."

Nine thousand Taoists murmured softly, and a relieved smile immediately appeared on their lost faces.

"Hahaha... The Wuyao lineage will end today."

"Definitely today!"

Nine thousand Taoists looked up to the sky and laughed, their laughter was so loud that no one could hear the joy or anger in it. He turned around and left, gradually disappearing into the dim night.

"The magical veins left behind by the world's best demon hunter..."

Li Mo murmured softly, and suddenly, a hint of enlightenment arose in his heart.

Back then, that woman destroyed Heitian in the Three Mountains and left behind the descending magic treasure seal. Nine hundred years later, there were descendants like Yan Zixia, and she even left behind such heaven-defying monster magic treasures as [Yan Shuangying] she.

Perhaps, she had already expected this day.

This vein will eventually have a ray of incense that will not be extinguished.

"From today on, my name will be Tang Beixuan, and my Taoist name will be Zhenwu."

In the night wind, the man in green shirt looked at the direction in which the nine thousand Taoists were leaving and bowed deeply again.

That was his previous life, and now he is heading towards the future.

Thinking of this, Tang Beixuan turned around, walked up to Li Mo, and bowed deeply.

"If I establish a religion in the future, I will serve my ancestor for generations to come."

Tang Bei .

"Do you know where your path is?"

Li Mo whispered softly, feeling very happy when he saw the completely transformed Tang Beixuan.

"My way is north."

Tang Beixuan looked at the northern night sky. Just when he awakened his skills and killed Qin Longhu, he felt a mysterious destiny attracting him.

It can be expected that he has a great opportunity in the north. Only when he gets there will his path become clearer.

"Okay, I'll wait for the day when you gain enlightenment."

Li Mo had very high expectations for Tang Beixuan. He always felt that among the monsters he had released, this kid's achievements would be quite high, at least higher than the good-for-nothing baby.

Rumble...

At this moment, a deafening roar came from the sky.

Li Mo looked up and saw a black cloud pressing in, and a terrifying figure stepping out of the void.

"Nie Zhan, how dare you commit evil in the Demon Subduing Temple?"

The fierce roar was like thunder from the sky, resounding through half the street.

"The people from Tianshi Mansion are here." Li Mo's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, in the void, a middle-aged man stepped forward. He was so powerful that he surpassed all generations. He was the third heavenly master.

"I killed the man."

Tang Beixuan was completely fearless, raised the [Zhenwudang Demon Sword] in his hand, and walked in front of the Third Heavenly Master.

"The magic sword left behind by the ancestor!?"

The Third Heavenly Master's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the [Zhenwudang Demon Sword], with a solemn look on his cold face.

He may not take these two little guys Li Mo and Tang Beixuan seriously, but the Patriarch's magic sword is heavier than ten thousand stones. He can't pretend that he didn't see it, otherwise he will deceive his master and destroy his ancestor.

"Kid, you took the Celestial Master Sword." The third Celestial Master said in a deep voice.

He looked sideways and finally saw the charred corpse. Although it was beyond recognition, he could tell from the smell scattered in the air that it was his precious apprentice.

Now, there is no human appearance.

"Good boy, how dare you kill people and seize swords in the Demon-Subduing Temple." The Third Heavenly Master's eyes darkened, and his murderous intention was revealed.

In order to train Qin Longhu, he spent countless efforts, and now he died here, becoming a stepping stone for an unknown thief.

As a heavenly master, how could he swallow this breath! ?

"Senior, Qin Longhu fell into the demonic realm, and it is not a pity to die... Is it possible that you want to protect his shortcomings?"

At this moment, Li Mo stepped forward and stood in front of Tang Beixuan.

"So what if I protect my shortcomings? How dare a junior speak nonsense in front of me? Is this how your Xuantian Pavilion teaches you?"

The third heavenly master shouted violently, and the terrifying aura was like a mountain collapsing, condensing into a mass, and coming from all directions.

Li Mo's expression changed slightly, and he felt that the world was turning upside down, the ocean was falling, and this world was no longer a human world.

"Is this the power of the Heavenly Master?"

"What a coincidence, that's how our Xuantian Pavilion taught him."

At this moment, a slow sound came from the hazy night.

In an instant, the terrifying aura slowly faded away like a tide.

Li Mo turned around and looked around, and saw a chubby figure walking towards him, holding a lantern in his hand. The faint light illuminated the floating night.

"Master!?"

"Gu Pingfan!?"

The Third Heavenly Master's eyes suddenly sank, and he recognized the Hongmen Sect Master at a glance.

At this moment, Li Mo was also stunned. Ever since he entered Hongmen, he had not seen this sect leader.

It seemed like he never had to go to work.

Sometimes, Li Mo even doubted whether someone else could take the position of the sect leader.

"Master Lin, your little disciple has turned into such an ugly look...doesn't he fall into the evil way? Oh my god...it's more disgusting than the foot-washing cloth I've been using for ten years..."

Gu Pingfan raised the lantern in his hand and looked at the charred corpse with a look of disgust. Finally, his faint eyes fell on the third heavenly master.

"How did you teach him to be like this?"

"Don't slander anyone." The Third Heavenly Master said in a deep voice.

He could not take Li Mo seriously, but facing the leader of the Hongmen, he could only endure.

After all, Xuantian Pavilion is the state religion of Daqian, and Hongmen’s power is extremely special, especially...

"Now I have reason to suspect that your young apprentice colludes with the Guixu demons to secretly practice evil arts..."

"really……"

The Third Heavenly Master's heart skipped a beat, Gu Pingfan was slapped with such a hat, and his complexion instantly became extremely ugly.

As long as the affairs of the imperial court involve Guixu, it is always better to do it in vain than to indulge it.

It is a fact that Qin Longhu fell into the demon realm. If he has anything to do with Guixu, it will be difficult for him, the master, to escape from the relationship.

You know, many years ago, a demon appeared among the disciples of the Third Heavenly Master, and he was implicated and fled the capital.

Now, the crime of colluding with Guixu is much more serious than before.

"I……"

The Third Heavenly Master opened his mouth, glanced at Qin Longhu's corpse from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but feel disgust and irritation.

How come all the disciples he accepted are such scammers! ?

"Gu Pingfan, don't think that because the Hongmen specializes in returning to ruins, you can take revenge privately." The Third Heavenly Master shouted in a deep voice.

"Whether you are seeking revenge for personal reasons? If you investigate, you will know that you are a great Heavenly Master and are innocent... what are you afraid of?" Gu Pingfan sneered.

The expression on the third Heavenly Master's face became even more uglier. Some things couldn't be weighed and weighed less than four ounces. Even if they were weighed, they wouldn't be able to hold back even a thousand kilograms.

"Master Lin... you really have to learn from us in Hongmen about protecting your shortcomings."

Gu Pingfan stood in front of Li Mo with a kind smile on his face, completely unafraid of the majesty of this heavenly master.

"Xiao Pingfan, this is a family matter in my Tianshi Mansion. You and your little one don't have to get involved."

At this moment, an old voice came from the sky. It was nameless and unknown.

Gu Pingfan's plump body trembled suddenly, and the smile on his face gradually faded. He straightened up suddenly and bowed to the void.

"I've met the master of the palace."

"The master of the Tianshi Mansion!?" Li Mo changed his face when he heard this.

I heard that this was a contemporary of the Black Sword, an old monster who had lived for nearly three hundred years, and even held the second sword in the world - the Xiandu Sword.

"Master of the Palace..."

The Third Heavenly Master's eyes lit up and his back became hard again.

"No need to say anything."

The old voice sounded again, but it directly interrupted the third heavenly master.

"My little friend is a descendant of the Celestial Master's family, and has a deep connection with my Celestial Master's Mansion. Now I have been recognized by the Patriarch to appear as a saint... If you are willing, you can return to my Celestial Master's Mansion... In the future, my seat will be your."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

The Third Heavenly Master's eyes were wide open and he couldn't believe his ears.

Even Gu Pingfan looked surprised and glanced at Tang Beixuan subconsciously.

The position of the leader of Tianshi Palace is almost equal to that of the leader of Xuantian Pavilion. He has a high position and is respected by the world.

Throughout the ages, anyone who sits on this position must not only be recognized by all the heavenly masters, but must also receive royal talisman edicts and orders from Emperor Qian.

The old master of the palace actually promised the position of future master of Tianshi Palace to this young man in front of him?

Even though I have been through many storms in ancient times and have seen countless worlds, I can't help but feel ups and downs at this moment and find it incredible.

"Master of the Palace..."

The Third Heavenly Master felt that the sky was falling and the earth was falling. He never thought in his wildest dreams that the old palace master valued this young man so much.

"I have my own path to follow."

But at this moment, Tang Beixuan shook his head and actually refused.

This surprised everyone even more.

"Is this young man out of his mind?" Gu Pingfan looked strange.

Is there anyone in this world who would refuse the position of future master of Tianshi Mansion?

What's wrong with this? You just don’t have any brains at all!

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

After a brief silence, three good words came from the void.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind roared, and the third heavenly master was swept away directly, taking the charred corpse with him.

"This old fox."

Gu Pingfan glared, but he was helpless.

"Finally gone."

Li Mo let out a long breath and turned around, only to see that Gu Pingfan had already walked away.

"Thank you very much, Master, for your help.

"Thank you for what you are doing? Take your friend to see your brain."

Gu Pingfan waved his hand, took one step, and disappeared into the vast night.

"Did he say there was something wrong with my brain?"

Tang Beixuan walked over and looked in a daze in the direction where Gu Pingfan disappeared.

"Forehead……"

Li Mo patted his shoulder and smiled slightly: "Let's go back first."

As he spoke, he pulled Tang Beixuan up and flew up, turning into a stream of light and flying towards Biyouju in the eastern suburbs.

…

Late at night.

Capital City, Xingchen Tower.

The green gauze curtain was filled with incense, and a wisp of piano music sounded melodiously, revealing a bit of frustration.

"Didn't you really expect that Qin Longhu would die? He would die after getting your [Heart Fire Sacrifice Platform]?"

The voice of the seventeenth prince came from inside the green gauze curtain.

"The Heart Fire Sacrifice Platform is a magical method of Xuanmen. It uses the heart fire to ignite the spiritual fetus, and the gods will appear on their own, dignified and upright..."

At this moment, a quiet and slow voice came from the high-rise building. It was natural and harmonious, nameless and vast, and exuded a different kind of temperament.

"Qin Longhu is eager for quick success and wins people's hearts. He has already taken the wrong path by practicing this technique... Life and death can only last a moment."

"But speaking of it, his opponent still had strong luck and overpowered him."

"That boy from the Wuyao lineage?" the seventeenth prince asked subconsciously.

"Li Mo!!"

At this moment, in the high-rise building, the voice between reality and reality came up again and uttered a name.

"Brother Chunyang, your surname is Li, and his surname is Li, could it be..." The seventeenth prince hesitated to speak.

"Won't."

"Since ancient times, in this lineage, except for the Xuantian Taoist species... no one has been born in the womb, only..."

"Only what!?"

The seventeenth prince noticed something strange and couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing... this Li is not that Li... but this person has something strange... I am interested in meeting him."

After the words fell, the music in the courtyard suddenly stopped. The seventeenth prince stood up suddenly and looked at the mysterious figure in the tall building.

Li Chunyang, this man is finally going to die.