Patriarch of Wanjiao

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

"The protectors... Shenzong actually left a line of protectors... but there is no trace of them in this world."

Li Mo looked at the records on the bronze tablet and felt a little weird.

If what is said above is true, the power of this lineage is unimaginable, and it even has a strength that is not weaker than the Daqian State Religion.

Even Boss Bai's [Wu Sheng Killing Sword] is closely related to this lineage?
Boss Bai is one of the eight great demons in the world, and his sword is the best in the world.

"What the hell, why did such a thing suddenly appear?" Li Mo muttered in his heart.

"I asked the sect master... He said that this lineage should not exist in the human world, so its reputation is not known and it is difficult to know in the world."

Wang Lingce's expression changed and he said in a deep voice: "There are only a handful of people in this world who are qualified to know about the existence of this lineage, and there are even fewer who have actually seen it."

"If it weren't for this case... you and I wouldn't have been able to get in touch... Even if we did, we would only know that the lost treasures in Yulong Terrace are related to them..."

"That's all."

Wang Lingce raised his eyebrows slightly and took a deep look at Li Mo.

"Li Mo, your duty is to assist Yulongtai... It would be best if this matter has nothing to do with Guixu, then it will be none of our business."

"Has the sect master ever seen anyone from that lineage?"

Li Mo's mind was not on the case at all, so he changed the subject and asked.

"I heard from the sect master... he only met him once." Wang Lingzhi hesitated and said.

"Eighteen years ago, there was a fire in the capital... Someone from that lineage once came out. At that time, the sect leader was just a little guy in the spiritual breath realm."

"Eighteen years ago, a fire hit the capital." Li Mo murmured, thoughtfully.

"You should know... that fire was extraordinary. All eight demons and immortals appeared." Wang Lingce said in a deep voice.

"The sect master said...people from that lineage can fight demons and immortals."

Li Mo's face was solemn when he heard this, and his heart was filled with emotions.

The eight great demon immortals in the world are the supreme beings who stand at the pinnacle of the human world. After the Shenzong destroyed the Dharma, they took the body of a wet egg demon and ghost to take over the creation and became the supreme and powerful demon immortal.

"A lineage that can defeat the demons and immortals in the world!?"

"Master Jiansi, will I come into contact with people from that lineage?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"That lineage?" Wang Lingce was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became weird.

"What are you thinking about? There is absolutely no chance of this... let alone you, even the people from Yulongtai will not be able to see it."

"Then how can we check?"

Li Mo frowned. If that was really the case, what was the use of holding that dead branch? ?
"Huh? What are you looking for?" Wang Lingce looked at Li Mo suspiciously and couldn't help but pat the table.

"The top priority now is to recover the treasure and bring the traitor to justice. It has little to do with that lineage, and there is no need to contact it."

Wang Lingce's words completely brought Li Mo back from his thoughts.

"The impact of this case is really too bad. At the emperor's feet, a crowd gathered to commit murder, robbed and killed the internal guards, and stole valuable treasures... Such a heinous crime, even if the nine clans are exterminated, it will be difficult to quell the anger of the superiors."

Wang Lingce stood up and said solemnly: "The higher-ups have already spoken. This case must be dealt with quickly, strictly, and truthfully..."

"In the shortest possible time, I'll dig out these bastards who have no moral integrity and are smoking bastards. I'll dig out their ancestral graves."

"Li Mo, you should be able to do it."

Wang Lingce patted Li Mo's shoulder encouragingly.

The corners of Li Mo's eyes twitched unnaturally, and he forced a smile.

"Jian... Lord Jiansi, I will do my best."

"Li Mo, you are the most promising among the newcomers. Not only me, but also the sect leader is very optimistic about you. If you handle this case well, your future will be limitless."

Wang Lingce said with a smile.

Suddenly, the smile on his face seemed to freeze, and he stood there, maintaining the same appearance as before, motionless, as if he was still.

"Huh? Master Jiansi? Master Jiansi?"

When Li Mo saw this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and called softly twice.

"Li Mo, you are the most promising among the newcomers. Not only me, but also the sect leader is very optimistic about you. If you handle this case well, your future will be limitless."

The smile on Wang Lingce's face became brighter and brighter, and he suddenly said again.

"Um!?"

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Master Jianji, are you okay?"

"It's okay. What can happen to me? It's just that I've been under too much pressure recently, so I may not have slept well."

Wang Lingce waved his hand: "I have a meeting later, you go ahead and do your work."

As he spoke, Wang Lingce sat down and carefully placed the bronze tablet into the copper box.

Li Mo took a look, turned around and left without saying anything.

"That thing really has a great background... There should be more information at Yulongtai."

Li Mo walked all the way out of Xuantian Pavilion, his thoughts racing in his heart.

At this moment, he knew more about the weight of the dead wood branch in his arms, and that it actually involved the mysterious and strange Wusheng lineage.

To be able to bear the title of protector after Shenzong, it is no small matter to think that he comes from this lineage.

"Young man, watch carefully as you walk."

Just as Li Mo nodded in thought, an old voice came to him.

Li Mo subconsciously stopped and when he looked up, he saw an old and familiar face coming into view, only three or two steps away from him.

"Chu...Uncle Chu!?"

Li Mo was stunned and recognized it instantly.

Isn't this the same talkative old temple priest that he and Tang Beixuan met during their night visit to Fumo Temple that day?

"Um!?"

Uncle Chu looked at Li Mo up and down with slightly focused eyes: "You are..."

"Oh, I remember the young man who burned incense that night."

"Where is your friend?" Uncle Chu asked casually.

"He has left the capital." Li Mo responded, stood up and left.

"young people……"

At this moment, Uncle Chu grabbed Li Mo's hand.

"Is something wrong?"

"I see that you don't look very good. Would you like to come back with me to draw a lot and find out what's going on?"

"No need...Uncle Chu, why are you still running on the street to do business?"

Li Mo rolled his eyes and had no intention of chatting with the old Miao Zhu from Fumo Temple.

"Young man, this is the capital city. It's best to seek safety... The prince may be found dead on the streets, let alone you?"

Uncle Chu didn't bother, he let go of Li Mo's hand, turned around and walked in another direction.

"Ok?"

When Li Mo heard this, he not only became interested, but also stepped forward and blocked Uncle Chu's way.

"Uncle Chu, what did you just say? The prince's body was found missing on the street? How come I haven't heard of it?"

"Of course you little kid have never heard of it."

Uncle Chu raised his old eyelids slightly, glanced at him, and said calmly: "Not the son of the current emperor, but his brother."

"His brother!?"

"That was five or sixty years ago... At that time, I was the current emperor sitting on the dragon throne..." Uncle Chu narrowed his eyes and said quietly.

"His brother...the eighth eldest brother, who is extremely talented and known as the wise king...but was beheaded in the street."

As he spoke, Uncle Chu raised his hand and pointed to the street intersection not far away.

"It's right there..."

"At the gate of Xuantian Pavilion?" Li Mo suddenly felt that there was no truth in this man's mouth.

In the capital, whoever dares to ride a horse and kill the prince in the street at the entrance of Xuantian Pavilion.Even now, if it were replaced by the stick under Li Mo's hand, it probably wouldn't work.

"That was a young man...very young, as young as I was at the time..."

Uncle Chu's eyes almost condensed into a thin line, revealing a deep reminiscence, as if he had experienced it personally.

"The young man killed the prince, but did not leave. Yun Danfeng sat beside the body quietly... After a long time, the carriage from the palace came, and two eunuchs took the young man away respectfully. ”

"They even took away the prince's body."

"Not long after that, the news of the sudden death of the Eighth Prince spread in the capital."

"Death suddenly? No..."

"In this world, no one can tell what is true or false...it's just the sentence above..."

Uncle Chu grinned, showing his yellow teeth: "It is precisely because of the uncertainty of good and bad fortunes and the unpredictable fortunes that ordinary people come to the temple to burn incense, pray to gods and worship Buddha... and then they have money for incense."

Having said this, Uncle Chu looked at Li Mo again.

"Young man, are you tougher than the prince? He is the brother of Emperor Qian."

"Would you like to come back with me to draw a fortune?"

"Uncle Chu, another day...we will have another day...I have serious things to do today."

Li Mo gave a quick laugh, quickly broke away from the entanglement, and ran out like a rabbit.Gradually disappeared around the corner.

"The prince dares to kill...that lineage is really lawless."

Uncle Chu whispered quietly, as if he was drunk, swaying and walking in another direction.

……

Beijing, Ruyi Pavilion.

On the surface, this place is a palace painting gallery, but in fact it is one of the yamen where the imperial guard [Yulongtai] handles errands. Many important tasks are sent here.

At this moment, in the high hall, there were piles of documents in front of Xu Qifeng, Gao Jianghe and Feng Jianshu, the three chief ministers.

In the past two days, they could be said to have been so busy that they never slept a wink.

The few survivors of the fifth guard did not get any useful information. It was as if their memories had been wiped clean.

Even Han Que, the [Chief of Guards] of the fifth guard, was seriously injured and unconscious, unable to provide any clues.

Now, the only direction that can be traced is Guixu.

But the problem is that even Xu Qifeng and others are not sure whether this incident was caused by the demon Guixu.

"Master Xiao Li is very diligent and came here specially."

Xu Qifeng glanced at Li Mo who was standing in the hall. He didn't even move. He was still gathered around the table, studying the files with the other two chief guards.

"This case is of great importance and I have to come here."

"You go back, this case still depends on our Yulongtai." Gao Jianghe said casually without raising his eyes.

"We will call you when we have need of you."

"Um!?"

When Li Mo heard this, his heart felt like a mirror. Obviously, the three adults of Yulongtai did not take him seriously at all.

But think about it, Yulongtai is the royal guard, and all the royals and nobles come and go. Their eyes are higher than the top, so they will naturally not be taken seriously by ordinary people.

Not to mention that Li Mo has only been in Beijing for a year, and he cannot compare with these three people in terms of official positions.

In terms of status, seniority, age, cultivation... I'm afraid these three Ouchi masters have never looked at him.

"Is there anything else?" Xu Qifeng asked when he saw that Li Mo didn't make any move.

"If something happens in the future, you can write a note and send it up. When we have time, we will naturally summon you."

Gao Jianghe's aura was stern, as if he were condescending, but his soft words were deafening and echoed in the high hall.

"Summon me?" Li Mo smiled.

"The three nobles are busy, and I'm afraid they won't have time to summon me... So, just hand over the information in your hands, and I won't bother you."

"Um!?"

Hearing this, the three chief guards put down the files in their hands, raised their eyes, and looked at Li Mo with some surprise.

"When I call you Mr. Li, I really don't know what my last name is." Gao Jianghe sneered.

"How can you read the information on Yulong Terrace at will?"

"Get out of here before I fall out." Gao Jianghe said in a deep voice.

"You want to fall out when you step on a horse? What a shameless thing."

At this moment, Li Mo gave a low shout, and he took a step forward. The ground suddenly shook, and the entire hall seemed to be trembling with thunder and shaking.

"court death."

Gao Jianghe's expression suddenly darkened. When Fang raised his head, he saw that he was within ten steps inside.

"Kid, what do you think this is?"

hum...

Suddenly, an invisible wave rolled out of Gao Jianghe's body. The waves were like the roaring waves of the sea, and the waves were like a demon dragon rolling over the waves.

In an instant, water vapor surged forward, and the force of the river and sea poured down, covering the entire hall.

"Spirit Realm!"

Gao Jianghe is a master of the [Pulse Miao Realm] who has mastered the [Spiritual Realm].

His spiritual realm is called [The stone in the river will not turn]. Once used, his strength and speed will increase dozens of times, but the opponent will be like a trapped beast, with all abilities greatly weakened, and even a deep feeling. The feeling of being stuck in a mire and unable to move.

hum...

Sure enough, as soon as Li Mo fell into the spiritual realm, he felt that his body was more than a hundred times heavier, and even the spiritual energy in his body was like mercury, sinking to the ground.

"Kid, you haven't even mastered the spiritual realm, yet you dare to show your teeth and claws in front of me?" Gao Jianghe sneered.

This is the difference in realm. Under the spiritual realm, everyone is just an ant...

At this moment, Li Mo was just an ant who didn't know the heights of the world in the eyes of the three chief guards.

"You dare to display this kind of rags in public?"

Suddenly, Li Mo sneered, and he stretched out his right hand, like the claws of a frightening dragon. The water vapor surged behind him, and there seemed to be a shadow flickering.

"This kid..."

Xu Qifeng's expression changed slightly, and with that instant change, he noticed something strange about Li Mo.

The momentum emerging from the lightning made him feel a little pressure. The most important thing was that the moment Li Mo took action, the spiritual energy in his body condensed into a ball without any warning, as if he was afraid, as if he was escaping. …

"careful!"

Xu Qifeng subconsciously reminded him.

Originally, in such a battle, they had already lost their identity, and even felt like they were bullying the younger ones. Even so, it was nothing to teach the new students a lesson.

However, in this situation, if he warned her again, he would be completely embarrassed.

However, for some reason, Xu Qifeng still spoke instinctively.

It's a pity that he was still a step too late after all.

rumbling...

Li Mo's right hand gently slid down, and the spiritual realm of "Jiang Liushi Can't Turn" suddenly shattered like a piece of paper. The strong wind seemed to blow into the dough bag, and seemed to burst the entire hall. .

Gao Jianghe's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly took two steps back, his wide eyes filled with deep horror.

"This... what is this..."

In his sight, there was a giant turtle behind Li Mo, with a bright and shining mysterious light, and a black dragon python on its body, galloping in the raging waves of the river.

Zhenwu Xuanxu's method suppressed the power of Beiming Jianghai.

At this moment, the spiritual realm that he was proud of was like a small water splash in front of Li Mo. After a splash, it dissipated into clouds and smoke, making it difficult to capture.

Snapped……

Almost at the same moment, Li Mo arrived in front of him, raised his hand and slapped Gao Jianghe loudly, sending Gao Jianghe flying away.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell heavily to the ground. The look he looked at Li Mo no longer had the arrogance he had just before, and his trembling face was filled with disbelief and horror.