The founder of all religions

The Daqian State Education Examination made the deserted Luofu Mountain lively.

It has been a thousand years since the Xuantian Pavilion was founded after Shenzong destroyed the law.

Within a thousand years, only seven disciples have passed the examination in Luofu Mountain and entered the Daqian State Religion. One can imagine how fierce the competition is.

Such an admission rate reminded Li Mo of the Central Plains in his previous life.

"No matter which world, only the strong can lie down."

Li Mo was lying in the squad room, bathing in the brilliance of the setting sun through the patio, watching the great sun return to the west mountain.

"Watching the sunset again."

Next to him, Feng Wannian was sorting out the files of demons and ghosts imprisoned this month and couldn't help but look up at Li Mo.

Li Mo rested his head on his arms and looked up, with a trace of reminiscence in his narrowed eyes.

In the last life, it was the same sunset when he traveled through time.

My best friend’s wife is very beautiful, but I don’t know if she will make it to the end.

The enemy's daughter-in-law is also very beautiful. I wonder if she wears a hat for him.

…

"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk." Li Mo murmured softly.

"It's really sour. Senior Sister Zixia's taste is quite strong." Feng Wannian joked.

"You said that if Senior Sister Zixia can enter the Xuantian Pavilion, will she take you to the capital with her?"

"Is it so easy to enter the Daqian State Church?"

Li Mo stood up like a carp and jumped up from the bed.

"That's true. I heard that the recruitment requirements for this session are extremely strict. Only three-star monster hunters can sign up." Feng Wannian shared the gossip.

"Three-Star Demon Catcher!?" Li Mo's heart moved.

After catching five hundred demons, you can be awarded three-star demon hunter.

This condition alone can wipe out 99% of the disciples in Luofu Mountain.

"This horse riding is too strict." Li Mo curled his lips.

Yan Zixia is now only a two-star demon hunter. She is still nearly a hundred demons away from being a three-star demon hunter.

It may not be achieved in a short period of time.

"Tsk, tsk, ask Senior Sister Zixia, if she wants to be qualified as a three-star demon hunter, I have a way." Feng Wannian put down his pen and came over.

"Is there a way for you?" Li Mo looked suspicious.

"I can help her get the elixir book of the three-star monster hunter." Feng Wannian lowered his voice and said.

The award and promotion of a star-level monster hunter must be recognized by the sect and reported to the Xuantian Pavilion. After approval, the Alchemy Talisman Scroll, which is equivalent to a qualification certificate, will be awarded.

"Get a fake certificate!?"

Li Mo looked at Feng Wannian with suspicion.

"What kind of false evidence? Of course it's true. It can be verified from the Xuantian Pavilion." Feng Wannian assured.

If you want to enter the Daqian State Church, fake certificates are indeed useless and there is no need to apply.

"How much?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Fifty thousand taels." Feng Wannian extended a slap in the face.

"Damn it, why didn't you grab it when you were on horseback?" Li Mo almost jumped up.

Fifty thousand taels, in the previous life, would have been a huge sum of 25 million, enough to buy a courtyard in the capital.

"Doesn't it cost money to do the up and down work? I just earn the money for running errands." Feng Wannian said helplessly.

Those who really make money are those who control resources and rights, and as for him, they just earn a hard fee.

"It's too expensive." Li Mo shook his head.

It was a miserable life in the mountains. Even though Yan Zixia was a two-star demon hunter, she only had thirty taels of silver per month. In addition, there was a subsidy for catching demons.

Fifty thousand taels of silver, how long does it take to save?

"It's a pity that Senior Sister Zixia doesn't come from a wealthy family..." Feng Wannian said, "I heard that seven or eight other hospitals have already paid for the three-star demon-catching master's elixir book."

"So many people?" Li Mo said in surprise.

"This is a rich man's game."

Feng Wannian looked outside the door and saw no one, so he said, "I heard that even those who don't have money to buy alchemy books are now starting to spend money to buy monsters and ghosts."

"this is okay too?"

"Of course, if we catch them all by ourselves, how much effort will it take? There won't be enough time." Feng Wannian reminded.

Anyone who wants to take the Xuantian Pavilion exam but has not yet reached the level of three-star monster hunter begins to secretly acquire monsters.

"Nowadays, everything in the ghost market is in chaos, and the prices change every day." Feng Wannian lamented.

After all, everyone started buying monsters, and the prices naturally went up.

But at this time, no one is willing to stop. Whoever stops will mean elimination.

Although the Xuantian Pavilion assessment has not yet begun, competition is already everywhere.

"It's true that riding a horse will make you unrivaled in the world..." Li Mo sighed.

As he spoke, Li Mo turned around and walked towards the door.

"I'm going to check it out."

The jailer's job is extremely easy, and he only needs to inspect the prison at fixed points every day.

After walking through the long and narrow stone path and passing through the five-layered iron gate, we arrived at the area where the demons were imprisoned.

Gusts of cold wind blew in the corridors, biting and cold.

If you live in this kind of environment all year round, even a strong young man will definitely not live to be twenty years old.

"Roll your mother, strength is the foundation!"

Li Mo held a lantern and wandered to a cell. The door number next to it read: C No. 9.

Roar……

"Shen Yimen, if I get out of trouble, I will cut you into pieces."

An angry roar came from the cell, and the terrifying ghostly energy made the iron door rumble.

Li Mo took out the key and slowly opened the cell door.

According to the rules, the jailer cannot open the cell door under any circumstances without the presence of the demon catcher.

Click...

The iron prison door slowly opened, making a harsh grinding sound.

In an instant, the ghostly aura rushed out of the cell like countless blades.

The dim yellow lantern swayed wildly, and the candle flame trembled, faintly illuminating the dark cell.

A group of ghosts appeared, blood flashed all over their bodies, and their cold eyes locked onto Li Mo.

Ghost Kuangsheng is a fierce ghost who has been practicing for hundreds of years and has just reached the level of [Five Furnaces of Demons and Ghosts].

When he saw the word "pawn" on Li Mo's chest, his extinguished hope was rekindled, and the anger in his heart instantly turned into ecstasy.

In his eyes, the jailer of the underworld is no different than an ant.

He never expected that in such a desperate situation, God would actually give him a glimmer of hope.

"Hahaha, God will not kill me." Gui Kuangsheng laughed loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gui Kuangsheng instantly turned into a black shadow and pounced on Li Mo.

At this moment, he needs fresh flesh and blood to replenish his strength.

boom……

Suddenly, a big and generous hand slowly reached out and grasped the ghostly aura in the dark wind, and the ghostly figure suddenly appeared.

The terrifying strange power was like a river bursting its banks and surging forward.

Gui Kuangsheng's expression suddenly changed, he couldn't believe it.

"you you……"

boom……

Before Gui Kuangsheng could say anything, the terrifying force directly shook away the ghost energy around him. With a "bang" sound, he was nailed to the wall like a piece of human skin.

"The Five Furnaces Demon Ghost... is a bit interesting." Li Mo looked at it and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

It is said that in ancient times, anyone who caught a demon would be burned with fire.

The demons and ghosts that can be burned out by a furnace are equivalent to the first level of the Inner Breath Realm.

Five furnaces of demons and ghosts require five furnaces to burn them all, which is equivalent to the fifth level of the inner breath realm.

"Who...are you?"

Gui Kuangsheng looked at the word "pawn" on Li Mo's chest, his cold eyes filled with fear.

On that day, even Shen Yimen fought with it for 300 rounds in order to capture it, and only managed to suppress it until the killing was overwhelming.

The jailer in front of me... only one move! ?

At this moment, when Gui Kuangsheng faced Li Mo, he no longer felt as relaxed as before, and boundless fear arose in his heart.

"Don't be afraid, God has good intentions for you."

Li Mo whispered, and stretched out his right hand, like the Seal of Mount Xumi, to slap Gui Kuangsheng's forehead.

He screamed, and the ghost's life flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. The next moment, his body collapsed and he lost his breath.

"Cruel God."

Li Mo professed mercy, but it was clear that the demon in front of him had not received God's mercy and lived a second life.

Li Mo shook his head, formed seals with his hands, and his chest swelled like a windbag. He suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the ghost's body that was about to be dissipated.

"Swallowing ghosts!!"