The founder of all religions

This night, the storm was rising and the moon was shining across the night sky.

The moon is like the eyes of a fox, looking at the world indifferently.

It is as huge as the capital, like a sleeping giant, bathed in the bright moonlight.

Xuantian Pavilion, known as the transcendent existence of Daqian State Religion, seemed to be quieter than before tonight.

The night wind rustled, blowing the thin willows. Inside Hongmen, the two sword marks on the ancient wordless sword monument were particularly eye-catching in the vast night.

At this moment, a faint yellow light lit up from a distance, flickering faintly and swaying closer.

Under this dim yellow light, a shadow was stretched out in front of the Wordless Sword Monument.

"who?"

Suddenly, a cold drink suddenly sounded, breaking the silence of the night.

Gu Pingfan came from a distance carrying a lantern and approached the direction of the Wordless Sword Monument.

"Xiao Gu...it's me!"

At the same time, an old and indifferent voice came from the night and responded.

Gu Pingfan is the leader of Hongmen. In the Xuantian Pavilion, there are only a handful of people who can call him "Xiao Gu". A quick glance at it is enough to know that this person's status is not trivial.

"The owner..."

Gu Pingfan walked closer, and with the light from the lantern, he saw the old but tall figure in front of the wordless sword monument.

The white beard moves with the wind, the eyes hide the brilliant light, the great elixir flows without turning, and all the energy returns to nature.

Bai Jingchan, the master of Xuantian Pavilion.

Only with his level of cultivation could Gu Pingfan be unaware of it. Only by looking at people through the dim light could he be able to identify them.

It should be noted that when he reaches his state, the color is empty and mysterious, he abandons the six senses, and perceives everything in the world without resorting to the lowest senses.

But in front of the Xuantian Pavilion Master, he seemed to have fallen from that extremely high level. He still had to see with his eyes, listen with his ears, smell with his nose, and touch with his hands...

"I've met the owner!"

Gu Pingfan's expression was straight, and he did not dare to show any slightness, so he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Bai Jingchan, the old master of the hall is not only unparalleled in cultivation, but also has a very high seniority.

Gu Pingfan remembered that when he had just entered the Xuantian Pavilion and was still an ignorant boy, the old owner had been in control of the Xuantian Pavilion for more than fifty years.

This is the only remaining elder in Xuantian Pavilion, and his age is the same as Wang Shendao, the master of Tianshi Mansion.

It is said that he and Black Sword are of the same generation and have a friendship that is unknown to outsiders.

"Xiao Gu, you're still up so late."

Bai Jingchan looked at the wordless sword tablet in front of him quietly, and spoke softly and slowly, as kindly as the grandfather next door.

"Early spring has just passed, and there are many things going on..."

Gu Pingfan showed the responsibility and responsibility of the leader of the sect.

If Guixu is not destroyed, Hongmen will never rest. If it is a business trip, who can take a rest! ?

"You are quite diligent." Bai Jingchan said with a slight smile without looking back.

"Why aren't you asleep yet, Master?" Gu Pingfan asked with concern.

"As I get older, I don't sleep that much anymore...and I don't know why...recently I always think of that time in my youth..."

Bai Jingchan murmured softly, but his cloudy eyes gradually faded away, and the past seemed to be flooding into his mind at this moment.

"Everything in the world goes by with the flow of water, but only a dream comes to an end..."

"At that time...that capital...that man..."

At this point, Bai Jingchan sighed faintly: "My old friend is far away... Heijian... If he hadn't died, he should not only be sitting in the position of the head of Hongmen."

After hearing this, Gu Pingfan remained calm, but his gaze lowered even further.

He knew that more than three hundred years ago, Black Sword, Wang Shendao, and Bai Jingchan... these three people had known each other since they were young...

At that time, they were still unknown in the capital, ignorant young people who were just starting out. As for the changes of time and the intertwining of grievances and resentments, it was impossible for human beings to predict.

At that time, no one would have thought that these three people would achieve earth-shattering fame in the future, as masters of the divine way, and as white jade as a toad fixing the Xuantian.

As for the man named Black Sword, he shines like a shooting star, but his brilliance is immortal, and his evil reputation still remains.

"It's a pity for him..."

Bai Jingchan sighed quietly, then slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Gu Pingfan.

"Xiao Gu... you must have been at Mount Everlasting Sorrow that night eighteen years ago."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Pingfan's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously looked up, just in time to meet Bai Jingchan's eyes.

Those turbid eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of time, full of compassion, but also revealed a supreme will that no one could disobey.

"I was..."

"The child is indeed dead!"

Suddenly, Bai Jingchan changed the subject, and his faint words resounded in front of the wordless sword monument.

Gu Pingfan's face changed suddenly, and big beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. At this moment, there was nothing in front of his eyes. There was no trace of anyone. There was only the vast sky and the bright moon hanging high. The sky and the earth seemed to be one color. The mountains and rivers seem to be moving.

Nature blends in, pure and silent.

Under such pressure, Gu Pingfan couldn't even have the slightest false thought.

The leader of the Hongmen even had a strange illusion. At this moment, he was no longer a human being. He was just a drop in the vast ocean.

"This is the momentum of the owner!"

The white jade is like a toad, which is false, and the blue sky pointing to the moon is also false.

If the heart is always pure, there will be no ghosts, no gods, no immortals.

Xuantian founded the sect and established the state religion. This old man who had lived for three hundred years turned Gu Pingfan into an ant with just a whisper, and he did not dare to say anything false.

"That's right... the child is dead... I saw it with my own eyes... what the Sword Immortal in White took away was just a dead baby." Gu Pingfan said tremblingly.

"Sigh... As we get older, people become more talkative."

Bai Jingchan sighed softly: "Xiao Gu, don't bother the old man."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Pingfan's body trembled slightly and his eyes widened. The old owner still stood in front of him, kind and kind, without any airs.

"The owner is joking."

"It's a pity... After all, it can be regarded as his line of incense..."

Bai Jingchan shook his head and looked back at the lonely and mottled wordless sword monument.

"I don't know why... I always dream about him recently... He is standing there, smiling at me..."

"He said... his bet with Shenzong is not over yet..."

"Victory or defeat is never determined by God..."

"Alas...he is always so competitive..."

"Maybe I'm really old."

As he spoke, Bai Jingchan put his hands behind his back and turned to leave.

"Xiao Gu, go to bed early. Staying up late is not good for your liver..."

"I always feel that tonight is not peaceful."

The old and kind voice gradually faded away, and finally, along with the lonely figure, slowly disappeared into the vast night.

"Tonight..."

Gu Pingfan was thoughtful and subconsciously looked up at the sky. It was dark and vast, with only a few big stars.

…

In this ancient and mysterious place where darkness invades boundlessly, only a few fireflies flicker, bringing some light.

"I am back again."

Li Mo looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene in front of him and couldn't help but murmured,

Everything was as he expected, the nine-life method changed every three lives.

He first appeared here when he reached the [Three Meridians Realm].

Now, he swallowed the strange soil, stepped into the [Six Meridians Realm], and indeed came to this forgotten land again.

"It's still the same point we left last time."

Li Mo raised his head and looked up. With the help of the weak fireflies, he could see the monument-like cliff in front of him. Its clear edges and corners were as sharp as a knife and an ax, towering into the sky.

In the center, the mysterious image remains as ancient as ever, with a figure sitting cross-legged, ancient and lonely, and nine major veins derived from his body, as if entering the sky and spreading all over the cliff.

"Nine lives..." Li Mo murmured softly.

Rumble…

At this moment, a deafening sound suddenly sounded, breaking the dead silence of this forgotten land.

From the abyss near the cliff, terrifying roars came rolling in, mysterious and thrilling.

"black sky……"

Li Mo's eyes darkened, and he looked up subconsciously, and saw strange figures swimming and intertwining under the abyss. With the help of weak fireflies, they were like the incarnation of darkness, drawing endless energy from the chaos. strength.

"Is this the same creature as Qi Yu?" Li Mo whispered.

He heard "Wanwan" say that this was a creature born in Black Sky, and its name was also Black Sky.

However, the forms they displayed seemed to be somewhat different from those of "Qi Yu" and "Chu Nianxin".

"Big...big brother..."

Suddenly, a weak and timid call came from not far away, showing caution.

"Wanwan!?"

Li Mo couldn't help but feel moved, he was too familiar with this weak voice.

"Where are you?"

Li Mo turned around and looked for her. With the help of the weak fireflies, he could only see strange rocks and jagged rocks, but Wan Wan was nowhere to be seen.

"I turned into ashes..."

The weak voice sounded again, but what he said made Li Mo stunned for a moment.

"What?"

"it's here……"

Wanwan's voice seemed to be getting closer and closer, and the wandering fireflies gathered in front of Li Mo...

Finally, he saw the old bamboo basket under a huge rock, with the long-dead weed still inside.

Next to the bamboo basket, there was a pile of ashes and worn-out clothes.

Li Mo's eyes twitched, and he recognized it at a glance. These were Wanwan's clothes.

"You...you're dead?"

Li Mo's heart suddenly sank. The last time he left, he happened to disturb the creatures in the abyss, leaving the little girl alone.

Now, I don't know how much time has passed, but that helpless little girl has turned into a pile of ashes.

call……

At this moment, a pink little hand poked out from the ashes, and the fleshy little hand opened and closed gently.

"what's the situation?"

Li Mo was stunned.

The next moment, the little hand grabbed the leg of Li Mo's trousers, and the lotus-like arm was pulled out with force.

Immediately afterwards, the dirty little girl crawled out of her own ashes.

She glanced at Li Mo, breathed a sigh of relief, and then seemed to realize something. She quickly pulled out the shabby clothes from her ashes and put them on herself.

"You...what's going on with you?" Li Mo was dumbfounded and asked subconsciously.

"A big liar...you are a big liar..."

At this moment, Wanwan turned around, threw herself into Li Mo's arms, hugged her head and started crying.

"Don't cry..." Li Mo suddenly felt a little confused.

"Big brother said he would take Wanwan out... Don't be late..."

The little girl cried so hard that she suddenly opened her mouth and bit Li Mo's shoulder hard.

"Are you a dog?"

Li Mo pressed the little girl's head and couldn't help but ask: "How long have I been gone?"

"How long? I don't know..." Wanwan was still sobbing, but she had calmed down a lot and looked at Li Mo with some worry.

"Wanwan thought you wouldn't come back..."

At this point, the little girl asked a little aggrievedly: "Will you leave Wanwan behind?"

Li Mo couldn't help but feel soft when he saw the little girl's pitiful appearance, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it won't happen anymore."

"We must not leave Wanwan behind..."

As he spoke, the little girl jumped out of Li Mo's arms, turned around and pounced on the old bamboo basket, hugged it tightly in her arms, and looked at the weed in the bamboo basket cherishingly.

"I promised my sister that I would take her to a place where she can see the stars."

"Say something stupid again."

Li Mo walked to the little girl's side and was about to pick her up.

Rumble…

At this moment, the earth shook, and terrifying auras rose into the sky from the endless abyss.

"They're here again."

Wanwan cried out, hugging the bamboo basket tightly in her arms, and subconsciously hid behind Li Mo.

At the same time, black shadows swam out from the abyss, covering the sky and the sun, and even the weak fireflies all over the abandoned land were extinguished.

At this moment, real darkness descended, boundless.

This is the real Krishna.

This is true silence.

Li Mo's expression suddenly changed. He was in the dark sky, as if trapped in a swamp. He seemed to have become a mortal, unable to use any power.

"Here...they are the scariest..."

At this moment, Wanwan's voice sounded again, and the weak figure walked out from behind Li Mo and handed the bamboo basket in his arms to Li Mo.

In the darkness, Li Mo seemed to see determination filling his bright eyes.

"Big brother, you must take your sister out."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wan Wan rushed out suddenly. She made a "beep babbling" sound, as if to embolden herself, and at the same time waved to the terrifying creatures all over the sky to attract their attention.

Rumble…

The black sky surged, and the wandering creatures seemed to be offended and rushed towards Wanwan.

"Stop!"

Li Mo roared angrily, and he stood up suddenly and rushed towards Wanwan.

Almost at the same moment, the dark sky had arrived, and the terrifying creatures were like black clouds and smoke, infecting the earth. The terrifying fluctuations directly swallowed up the weak figure, and the ripples shook Li Samsheng flying back and forth.

Roar……

The light in Li Mo's eyes gradually dissipated, and it became as cold as the black sky, just like the black surrounding him.

At this moment, the Dantian spiritual seedlings in his body began to grow silently, and the Nine Life Methods operated independently. The gray spiritual energy flowed out of Li Mo's body like a tide and descended on this forgotten land. .

Such movement instantly attracted the attention of the cruising creatures.

They were like ghosts, rushing towards Li Mo.

Buzz…

The moment the gray spiritual aura came into contact with the earth, it actually glowed with a little bit of fluorescence, like stars all over the sky, shining brightly and endlessly.

"Star……"

In the distance, Wanwan, covered in blood, struggled to open her eyes. In her blurred vision, she seemed to see stars filling the sky, illuminating the turbid darkness.

Rumble…

At this moment, a bright light surged from the bamboo basket in Li Mo's arms.

Li Mo looked down and saw that the long-dead weed absorbed the light of Li Mo's spiritual breath, and actually reversed its withering and prosperity. From death to life, the vigorous branches and leaves shook gently.

At this moment, a terrifying sword energy surged out of the wild grass.

The general trend rises in the sky, and the opening and closing of a sword divides yin and yang.

Rumble…

The terrifying sword energy broke through the endless void and infected the creation of heaven and earth. The terrifying atmosphere directly swallowed up all the invading creatures.

The black sky dispersed, and they were reduced to ashes in the infinite sword energy.

"Nine lives are supreme!"

"Nine lives are supreme!"

"Nine lives are supreme!"

Li Mo looked at the withered grass spreading branches and leaves in his arms. The destructive sword energy shocked the void. He seemed to hear a void voice shouting in his ears.

Gradually, the scene around him became increasingly blurry, as if it was about to be separated from him.

At almost the same moment, inside Biyou Residence, in the quiet courtyard, a terrifying wave rose into the sky, and Li Mo's figure gradually became real.

"This day...is finally coming..."

At this moment, Uncle Ma walked out of his house. He took a spoon and poured it lightly, causing the soup to flow freely...

Suddenly, the soaring aura suddenly dissipated.

…

At the same time, in Beimang Mountain.

The eternal and immovable coffin slowly opened, and a slender and graceful figure slowly walked out of it. The aura of demons and immortals shook the Cangshan Mountains, and all the hundreds of thousands of barren hills were filled with fear.

"Ding is here!!!"

A cold voice sounded faintly in front of the immortal coffin, revealing a hint of fear and solemnity.