The founder of all religions

Wang Shendao.

Abandon all worldly desires and become independent in the world.

If there are no immortals or gods in the world, and the heavens do not respond and the earth does not work, then he is the god in this world.

"The Master of Heavenly Master's Palace...the strongest Heavenly Master..."

Li Mo was shocked, and finally knew who Wang Wu was in the endless light and shadow.

Three hundred years ago, he stood in the same era as Black Sword, crossed the light and shadow of time, and survived to this day, the most terrifying man in Tianshi Mansion.

"It turned out to be him... He and Black Sword have such a past, they are closely intertwined and inseparable..."

Li Mo murmured softly, thoughtfully.

In the sudden light and shadow, he could see a corner of the past.

The black sword once held up the sky alone, turned into a sword, and walked towards the mysterious Taoist temple.

This dead wood branch flew out from that Taoist temple.

This matter seems to be closely related, not only affecting the fate of Black Sword, but also secretly creating the most powerful heavenly master [Wang Shendao] who will dominate the world in the future.

"What on earth is that Taoist temple...Li Zuxuangen..."

Li Mo was thoughtful, and the chaotic time gradually disappeared like a dream.

At the last moment, Li Mo's "eyes" were fixed on the dead wood branches flying out from the Taoist temple, refusing to miss a single bit.

Buzz…

Suddenly, in the fading light and shadow, the dead wood branches stained with black blood faintly glowed with a gray sheen, and the smell emanating from them made Li Mo feel familiar.

In an instant, the spirit seedlings in the dantian vibrated slightly, and the strange frequency transmitted caused the natural spirit pool to resonate.

The gray spiritual energy surged like a tide, seeming to wrap around the dead branches in the light and shadow.

"This is……"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows and saw the light and shadow disperse, leaving only a line of small words in his mind.

The small golden characters were like a dragon and a snake, shining brightly, and it read clearly: See this mysterious root and nine lives will be born! ! !

Rumble…

Endless light and shadow disappeared like clouds and smoke in Li Mo's mind, leaving only that line of small words that lingered like a brand.

"Seeing this mysterious root with nine lives..." Li Moruo felt something.

That Taoist temple, that mysterious root... are the key to breaking through the Nine Life Law, and also the opportunity for him to realize the highest realm! ?

"The skills left by Black Sword... I shouldn't have been greedy for quick results in the first place..." Li Mo murmured softly.

At the beginning, when he was in Luofu Mountain, he had no shortage of skills. Although those skills were extremely difficult and mysterious, he could always break through if he spent some time and effort.

However, the [Nine Life Method] is so tempting. There are almost no bottlenecks. It does not even require time and energy to allow him to break through one realm after another, almost without any effort.

After all, Li Mo was still a mortal, and he couldn't bear such temptation after all.

It's like the emperor's three palaces and six courtyards, with a cloud of beauties, but suddenly one day he went to visit the brothel and saw those tricks that he had never seen before, and it was inevitable that he would be tempted.

Now it seems that too fast is not good either.

The Nine Life Technique does not seem to be a pure technique, and the water inside is deeper than Li Mo imagined.

But at the moment, Li Mo couldn't care less about introspection. For him, the most important thing was to break through the realm and understand the supreme mystery of spiritual energy.

His "reaching the sky" technique has already taken its form in the spiritual realm. He only needs an opportunity to take the final step and stand on the pinnacle of spiritual energy.

call……

Li Mo let out a long breath, and his faint eyes fell on the dead wood branch in his hand.

"No wonder Yulongtai regards this thing as a treasure... It really has a great origin..."

Li Mo was thoughtful, his mind working rapidly.

Li Zuxuangen... He can follow this clue to trace it. Fortunately, he still has the identity of a Xuantian Pavilion disciple, so it is not difficult to trace many things.

"Go to the library tomorrow and ask about it."

Li Mo took a deep breath and put away the dead wood branch.

…

Capital, Tianshi Mansion.

On an ancient observatory, the night breeze was blowing, blowing the beard and hair stained by the frost of time, and the old figure leaning on the lounge chair suddenly moved.

"Master of the Palace..."

At this moment, the Third Heavenly Master Lin Nielong hurriedly stepped forward, with a hint of strangeness hidden in his deep eyes.

The master's technique for entering tranquility is unparalleled in the world. His body remains motionless, his mind wanders too weakly, and he rarely wakes up after a deep night.

"fine……"

Wang Shendao slowly sat up, his old eyes were as unpredictable as the vast night sky.

"I just had a dream...a very long dream..."

Wang Shendao murmured softly, with a hint of reminiscence in his heavy voice.

"Dreaming!?" Lin Nielong was even more confused.

With his level of cultivation, he has been able to achieve the cessation of all thoughts and not even the slightest bit of emptiness, let alone an old monster like Wang Shendao who has lived for three hundred years, how can he dream easily.

"You've been standing there all night, are you okay?" Wang Shendao asked suddenly without saying anything deeply.

"The people from Yulongtai...were robbed..."

Lin Nielong said solemnly: "That thing is also lost."

When Wang Shendao heard this, his expression did not move, but he fell into silence. After a while, the old voice sounded faintly.

"Li Zuxuangen... that branch is missing... the trouble left by that man back then..."

"Yulongtai met the other party... The method was a little weird, it seemed to be Guixu's doing..." Lin Nielong had already mastered all the information.

As a heavenly master, he is well aware of the troubles near the capital.

"Gui Xu... The great disaster left by Shenzong has lasted for thousands of years... It is indeed troublesome..." Wang Shendao sighed softly.

"Um!?"

Lin Nielong's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel moved, as if he heard something different.

"It wasn't done by Guixu."

At this moment, Wang Shendao suddenly spoke.

"Not Guixu?" Lin Nielong couldn't help but be surprised: "But Yulong Terrace..."

"Gui Xu has been blamed for a lot of things over the years... Their existence seems to be of some value... But this matter is definitely not their fault." Wang Shendao said solemnly.

"People who return to the ruins will not touch that thing."

"Master, I don't quite understand."

"You and Xiao Chu go into the palace and ask... if anyone from that lineage has come out." Wang Shendao did not explain, but just gave instructions.

The Xiao Chu he mentioned was naturally the Fourth Heavenly Master [Chu Wangtian].

"Probably not...their people will not come out easily. If they come out, the bell will sound a warning." Lin Nielong's expression suddenly became solemn.

"Times have changed... Xuantian Dao Seed has been born, and the bell is probably useless."

Wang Shendao's beard and hair were trembling, and a terrifying light flashed in his old eyes.

"Xiao Lin, remember... once the Xuantian Dao Seed is born... many rules will no longer exist... the rules that were followed before... will be useless." Wang Shendao said quietly.

When Lin Nielong heard this, his expression became extremely solemn, especially when he heard that name.

Even as a heavenly master, he has unspeakable worries about the impact of the birth of [Xuantian Tao Seed].

"Xiao Lin... there is no need to worry... the sky left by Shenzong... will not collapse."

Wang Shendao's expression was calm and there was no sign of any disturbance.

He waved his sleeves and lay down again: "Go ahead."

Lin Nielong nodded, bowed, took a deep look at the old Heavenly Master who had fallen asleep again, and then turned around and got off the observatory.

"The black sword... the black sword... the black sword that kills a thousand swords..."

The night sky was like a big curtain, and there was a murmur on the observatory, as if they were talking in a dream.

…

The next day, Li Mo went out early.

After a long time, he finally mounted Kui Gang again and wandered to the south city of the capital. He ordered a bowl of tofu puffs and a basket of meat buns stuffed with pork and green onions... He took a bite and the soup dripped out and fell into the bowl. In the rooster bowl with tofu curd, oily flowers suddenly floated on the white tofu.

At this moment, the sky is still early, and only a hint of fish belly white appears in the east, but the streets are already bustling with people, vendors, and people from all walks of life, coming and going, adding a lot of fireworks to the billowing world of mortals.

Li Mo has been in the mountains since he was a child, and he likes the smell of fireworks the most. Sometimes he sits in a roadside teahouse, watching all kinds of people and listening to interesting things, which is quite interesting.

"Am I a delivery person, or are you a delivery person? If I say you have a small item, it is a small item. If I say you have a large item, you will be a large item."

"Little lady, how much will it cost to impress you?"

"Young master, please respect yourself. I'm just a tofu seller. You can't dig holes here no matter how much money you have."

"Bai, don't be so shameless. The boss of the silver seller next door said that if you have enough money, you can do nothing."

The lively market was the epitome of this world, which made Li Mo enjoy his breakfast with great gusto, especially when he watched a drama about a widow catching an adulterer.

"Sure enough, being a human being is the most interesting thing."

Li Mo grinned, satisfied, and left the five eldest sons behind.

"No need to look for me, boss." Li Mo showed a rare act of generosity.

"Objectively speaking, you still gave three older men less."

The boss looked at the money on the table and raised his head suddenly, but Li Mo was nowhere to be found.

"Damn it, you're a poor guy trying to show me how rich you are."

The small vendor picked up the five big men on the table, cursed and spat, feeling unlucky.

…

Capital, Xuantian Pavilion.

As soon as Li Mo arrived, he met Shang Xujian with a sleepy face, but there was a trace of satisfaction hidden in his tired eyes.

Apparently it was another night of endless entertainment.

"Old Shang, can your small body handle it, but can your wallet handle it?" Li Mo asked casually.

Shang Xujian's official position is one level lower than that of Hong Xiaofu. In the capital, his monthly salary is simply not enough to cover such expenses.

Fortunately, his family has a solid foundation and is considered a powerful one in Longyuan Mansion. Because of his entry into the Xuantian Pavilion, it has expanded greatly this year, and he has great ambitions to compete with the powerful Lin family in the past.

It really is true to the old saying, if one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven.

"I would rather spend money on a beautiful woman than be alone at night." Shang Xujian curled his lips: "Brother, I'm afraid you don't know what it's like."

"As long as you are happy." Li Mo chuckled.

"By the way, Mr. Chen took sick leave today." Shang Xujian changed the subject and said suddenly.

"Old Chen? What's wrong with him?" Li Mo's expression froze and he couldn't help but ask.

"It's like this..." Shang Xujian said roughly.

Last night, Chen Wangdu led the Hongmen masters to assist Yulongtai in hunting down the rebels, but was accidentally injured by the Yulongtai masters...

"It's just an inch away. My waist is gone...Old Chen's fate is really great." Shang Xujian couldn't help but say.

"Fortunately, Xiaofu was by his side at the time and helped him treat his wounds in time."

Having said this, Shang Xujian smacked his lips: "He should really thank Xiaofu."

"Where's Xiaofu?" Li Mo asked.

"Xiaofu was commended and rewarded for his meritorious service in rescuing his fellow disciples. He was also given three days' leave. He didn't come today." Shang Xujian said softly.

"..."

"It can't be so evil."

Li Mo's expression became extremely strange.

"Brother Li...Brother Li..."

At this moment, Shang Xujian's voice brought Li Mo back from his thoughts.

"By the way, just now Wang Jiansi said that he saw you and asked you to come over."

"Okay, I get it now."

Li Mo nodded and walked straight to Wang Lingce's official residence.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Li Mo saw two rows of masters wearing talisman armor guarding the door on both sides. They held the [Golden Talisman Sword] in their hands and carried the [Star Chasing Heavy Crossbow] behind them...

"what's the situation?"

Li Mo couldn't help but think about it. This was Hongmen's [Fuxing Guard]. Although the equipment on his body was not a spiritual soldier, in terms of power, it was comparable to many first-grade spiritual soldiers. A team of fifty people, plus Their own cultivation level is no problem to deal with the ordinary [Mature Miao Realm].

It stands to reason that there is no need to use such a formation within Hongmen.

"Is Li Mo here? Come in."

At this moment, Wang Lingce's voice came out from inside.

Hearing this, Li Mo walked past two rows of [Fu Xing Guards] and pushed the door open to enter.

"Sir, what's going on outside?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask as soon as he came in.

"Oh, they came here to escort the secret agent." Wang Lingce said casually.

"Secret file!?" Li Mo glanced subconsciously and saw a copper box placed in front of the desk. It was extremely delicate and interlocked with talismans, but it had already been opened.

"Why do secret files need to be escorted by heavy troops inside the Xuantian Pavilion?" Li Mo muttered in his heart.

"Could it be related to the treasure that was lost at Yulongtai last night?"

Li Mo guessed.

"Li Mo, you are smart." Wang Lingce nodded: "There are serious suspicions about this case... so we in Hongmen cannot stay out of it."

As he spoke, Wang Lingce rubbed his eyebrows.

"Anyway, this is a problem, especially..."

Wang Lingce subconsciously glanced at the bronze sculpture on the desk.

"Sir, what kind of treasure is that?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know... and we shouldn't know, but... this is their thing."

Wang Lingce pushed the bronze tablet on the desk in front of Li Mo.

"Just read it here. You can't take this thing out, and you can't reveal any information on it."

"Them!?" Li Mo couldn't help but pick up the bronze tablet when he saw Wang Lingce was taking the matter seriously. After just glancing at it, his expression changed.

"The Baolong clan, the Dao-protecting clan..."

Li Mo's pupils suddenly shrank: "There is actually a line of protectors behind Da Qian!?"

"They protect more than just the Daqian royal family."

Wang Lingce's voice was low. Even he was shocked when he learned that this lineage existed.

"No beginning, no end, no coming, no going, no death, no life..."

"If you don't live for yourself, if you die, you won't die... This lineage is called..."

"The Wusheng lineage!"

"The Wusheng lineage..." Li Mo chewed the name gently and felt it was very familiar.

"Sound familiar?" Wang Lingce said in a solemn voice.

"This lineage is extremely mysterious... Five hundred years ago, the sword in that man's hand came from this lineage..."

"The best in the world, Wusheng Killing Sword!"

Li Mo was shocked, and the figure of Boss Bai suddenly appeared in his mind.