Patriarch of Wanjiao

Taoist Chunyang!

Li Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and took a deep look at the young man in front of him.

Looking around the world, the mystic cultivators in the deep mountains all regard themselves as masters of catching demons, and they are hardworking and knowledgeable, but there are very few people who regard themselves as Taoists.

The Taoist priest in front of me has the face of Zhang Sheng, but his temperament is special, he is aloof from the world and forgets himself, unlike the common ones.

"A little light arises in the heart, and pure Yang enters the Tao throughout the body."

Li Mo whispered leisurely and put down the tofu noodle in his hand: "Tao Friendly Name."

"Since ancient times, Yin and Yang have combined together to form elixirs, and pure Yang has only entered the pass for the first time..." Li Chunyang smiled and whispered: "It's just a name, call it today, forget it tomorrow."

"The world is vast and my body is insignificant. Only when I see the true nature can I become true."

"Dao Friendly Ji Feng, I don't know where it came from?" Feng Wannian raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.

"If there is no destination, how can we never talk about the past."

"Fellow Taoist, if you show off like this, we won't be able to talk today." Li Mo raised his eyebrows and said with some displeasure.

When Li Chunyang heard this, he wasn't angry at all. He just chuckled and said, "I don't know where my friend comes from."

"I……"

Just as Li Mo was about to speak, he suddenly felt something was wrong: "Taoist, why did you ask about me instead?"

"I see that my Taoist friend is blinded by the mortal world. He is afraid that he doesn't know where he is coming from or where he is going. Due to fate, he is here."

"Um!?"

Li Mo's eyes darkened slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at Feng Wannian.

"In the world of mortals, all living beings are like this. They don't know where they are, so they have to sacrifice their ancestors and enter the ancestral hall to understand their past and present lives."

As he spoke, Li Chunyang stood up slowly. He was as elusive as the breeze, and his temperament became more and more special.

"Knowing where you came from, but not knowing where you are going, this is the sorrow of all living beings."

"Taoist priest, you are so awesome, why are you still wandering around in this mortal world?" Li Mo curled his lips and said calmly.

"This is also the sadness we are waiting for." Li Chunyang smiled.

"The world of mortals is vast, but it is only a cage. Who can escape? Fellow Taoist, we are destined to meet each other, and I will give you a gift."

"Say."

"Today I am so famous that I am going to be in great trouble. I am destined to gather here and I am ordered to enter the ancestral hall."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chunyang waved his sleeves, turned and left, his figure gradually getting further away, and there seemed to be a loud voice coming faintly.

"I don't know internally because I have no form, and externally I know clearly that it is tangible. This has been the case for ordinary people since ancient times. I don't know that I am a spirit among immortals."

Li Mo and Feng Wannian couldn't help but look at each other as they watched the figure gradually disappearing into the crowd.

"Is it a magic stick?"

"Master, look."

At this moment, Wang Jiu suddenly shouted.

Li Mo looked around and saw two lines of small writing left on their table at some point.

"When pure Yang enters one's life, good or bad fortunes are unpredictable!?"

Li Mo's expression changed slightly, and he raised his head suddenly, his eyes darting through the crowd like snakes, but he could no longer find the Taoist priest.

"Good Taoist priest."

"This guy is not simple. Who is he?"

Feng Wannian frowned, looking thoughtful.

He and Li Mo are both extraordinary masters, with completely different fates, extraordinary talents, and superior strength to their peers.

But the other party was able to openly leave these two lines of small words on the table without them being aware of it. The depth of their cultivation was simply unimaginable.

With such an achievement, only two lines of small words were left behind. If murderous intention suddenly arises, it will be really scary.

"Natural Valley...I feel like this place is a little unusual now."

Li Mo's expression returned to its original state and he spoke softly.

"In a moment, we can enter the valley." Feng Wannian raised his eyes and looked at the sun.

"You two bastards didn't even call me when you were out wandering around."

At this moment, a figure jumped out of nowhere like a corpse.

"Lao Ji!?"

Li Mo said in shock: "Why are you here?"

Master Ji didn't say anything. He snatched the tofu brain from Li Mo and ate it with big mouthfuls.

"Five taels of silver a bowl."

"Bah, bah, bah... why is it salty? Is this for human consumption?"

Master Ji seemed to have eaten something dirty and was vomiting.

"Lady boss, give me a bowl of sweet tofu and add two parts of sugar."

"Coming soon."

When the pretty widow saw the business, a smile like a happy moment appeared on her charming face.

"I kind of know where her five houses came from."

After a while, the pretty widow presented her with tofu nao, and Feng Wannian obediently took out an ingot of ten taels of silver.

"Old Ji, why are you here?"

"I was kicked out by my father." Master Ji said helplessly.

"Driven out?"

"He saw that I was upset, so he asked me to come out and walk around. He specifically pointed to this place. I didn't expect to run into you." Master Ji grinned and said, "I'm not lonely this time."

"What a coincidence." Li Mo muttered to himself, always feeling that it was too much of a coincidence.

"Are you your father's biological child?" Feng Wannian couldn't help but ask.

"Nonsense... Of course my father is my biological father." Master Ji rolled his eyes.

"Lao Ji, have you been to this place?"

Li Mo couldn't help asking.

Master Ji said that when he was ten years old, he should have paid homage to the Li family's ancestral hall, and logically he should have entered the Nature Valley.

"It looks familiar, maybe I've been here before." Master Ji shook his head.

dong dong dong...

At this moment, a heavy sound of hitting the ground came from a distance.

Li Mo and the others looked up and saw a group of people approaching. Their mounts were very special. They were not ordinary BMW horses. Their flowing manes were like long whips, whipping in the air, making crackling sounds like lightning. There was a sound, and the chest was covered with scales.

These strange mounts breathed heavily, causing other people around them to collapse to the ground, unable to move.

"This is the [Dragon Scale Horse] unique to the East China Sea. It can run on land, and it can even dive and swim..." Feng Wannian couldn't help but look at Master Ji.

The King of Zhennan has a special heavy cavalry called the [Dragon Scale Guards], with a total of 3000 people, and the mounts they are equipped with are these kind of dragon scale horses.

It is said that this bloodline was born from the dragon's blood that was contaminated by the dragon's blood when the ancient horse was eating seaweed on the East China Sea.

The most important thing is that the Dragon Scale Horse is not an ordinary war horse. It has always been the highest level among the weapons and equipment controlled by the imperial court.

For ordinary wealthy people, even possession is a serious crime of treason, let alone mobilizing troops and showing off in front of others.

"Who are these people? So high-profile?"

Li Mo couldn't help but look at Master Ji.

"Why are you all looking at me? We're not the only ones in the east who have [Dragon Scale Horse]? Don't you know who I am? I'm used to keeping a low profile, so I won't be so arrogant, like a nouveau riche... …There’s no class at all.”

Master Ji looked at the group of people with a look of disgust on his face. "Donghai Wang Family!?"

Feng Wannian understood in his heart that in the southeast, apart from the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, it seemed that only this 1000-year-old family could raise the [Dragon Scale Horse] and maintain such a high profile in the capital.

"Isn't that your family's mortal enemy?" Li Mo smiled.

"Why are you laughing? You sound like you are not your mortal enemy."

Master Ji glanced sideways and said calmly: "Don't forget...the three brothers of the Wang family all died in your hands."

"Uh...that was an accident."

When the three Wang brothers first entered the capital, they originally wanted to assist the seventeenth prince. Who would have thought that they would meet Li Mo.

In Wanjie Mountain, when he conquered the mosquito Taoist, he killed the boss and the second child.

In Mount Everlasting Sorrow, when Li Mo conquered the Red Lotus boy, he killed the most talented third child.

Master Ji didn't mention it, and he almost forgot that he still had these three lives in his hands.

"Old Li, have I ever told you that in the East China Sea, if a dog dies in the Wang family, someone will accompany it?" Master Ji said with a grin.

"This is really unexpected...it is God's fault that people cannot be resurrected..."

Just as Li Mo was about to say a few words, he suddenly raised his eyelids and saw a sharp gaze coming from the row of people and falling on him.

That was a young man, with [Dragon Scale Horse] on his crotch, ranked first among the people, his eyebrows were cold and proud, and there seemed to be a fog hidden around him, which Li Mo couldn't see clearly at a glance.

"Huh? Who is that person?"

Li Mo suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"Wang Dongyue...he actually came to the capital."

Master Ji's face darkened, and he happened to look at the young man. The latter paused slightly, and then slowly withdrew his gaze.

The two people's eyes only met for a moment, but it seemed as if they had already met each other, and a thousand words could be said without saying anything.

"He is a direct bloodline of the Wang family, the main branch of the clan... the biological son of the current head of the Wang family... he is different from the three losers you killed." Master Ji said solemnly.

"I heard that at the beginning of the year, I had already broken through the realm of spiritual breath and entered a higher realm."

"True breath!?" Li Mo was surprised.

He did not expect that the junior Wang family member in front of him, who looked to be about the same age as him, was actually a strong man who surpassed the spirit breath.

"Is he taking drugs? How can a normal person practice better than me?" Li Mo couldn't help but said.

As soon as these words came out, Master Ji immediately attracted a look of disdain.

"Don't underestimate the heritage of a thousand-year-old family... Daqian established the country, Shenzong destroyed the law... These families have taken the right team and gained a lot of benefits. It is nothing to cultivate an outstanding successor in each generation."

Master Ji said in a deep voice: "Wang Dongyue was trained as the future head of the family."

"Why does he look at me like that? He looks very unfriendly." Li Mo frowned.

This was the first time he met this talented person who was a direct descendant of the Donghai Wang family.

"Who let you have the lives of the Wang family in your hands?"

"He doesn't know me." Li Mo retorted.

"But he knows me." Master Ji grinned and said, "Who in the entire capital doesn't know that you, the new Hongmen rich man, are the followers of the Prince of Zhennan? He saw you with me..."

"Wait a minute... Wait a minute... When did I become your follower?" Li Mo's eyes widened and his expression became strange.

"Don't ask me, it's not me who spread the rumor..."

Master Ji enjoyed the white and tender tofu puffs, glanced at Li Mo, and said calmly: "They also said that you are my illegitimate son."

"It's terrifying."

Li Mo sighed and could only pretend that he didn't hear it.

"It's time, you can go in."

Feng Wannian's eyes narrowed and he slowly stood up.

Far ahead, the gate into the deep valley slowly opened. The loud sound was like thunder, and a violent wind blew out of the valley.

In an instant, the stall owners also closed their stalls one after another, as if they had formed an instinctive reaction to such a situation.

At this time, Li Mo saw clearly that there were two fortresses built on both sides of the entrance to the deep valley, which were nine stories high and heavily guarded.

"There are powerful men in there who are beyond spiritual breath..."

Li Mo just glanced at it and felt a vague danger.

"Of course, it's a nature reserve. Do you think it's just a joke?" Feng Wannian greeted: "Let's go."

Li Mo followed closely, and while still far away, he discovered that the Wang family's men and horses had also entered the Nature Valley.

"They went in too?"

"I have a way, and the Wang family naturally has a way too." Feng Wannian said casually.

When they arrived at the entrance, he took out the customs clearance document and confirmed that it was correct before the three of them entered.

"Huh? Gone far..."

As soon as Li Mo entered the valley, he saw the Wang family's men running in a completely different direction than them.

"It doesn't look like he's seeking revenge."

Li Mo is carrying a heavy responsibility during this trip, so naturally he doesn't want to cause unnecessary complications.

"Let's go too."

As he spoke, Li Mo called to Feng Wannian and Master Ji, took Wang Jiu with him, turned into a stream of light, and flew into the depths of the natural valley.

"Young master, that was Prince Zhennan just now..."

"I recognized it, but I didn't expect to see this scourge here."

Elsewhere in the Nature Valley, Wang Dongyue did not look back, but a cold smile appeared on his indifferent face.

"The two people next to him also have some backgrounds. One is [Xuanmen Sword Seed] Feng Wannian..." The old man next to him seemed to be quite familiar with Feng Wannian.

"That's also a scourge. I heard that when he mastered sword skills, he was a murderous demon without blinking an eye... The two scourges came together." Wang Donglou sneered.

His eyes were cold and he didn't seem to take it seriously.

"The other one is Li Mo from Hongmen."

"Li Mo..."

Wang Dongyue chewed on the name, and then seemed to remember something: "The one who killed Wang Yulou's three brothers?"

"That's exactly who he is." The old man said in a deep voice: "This young man is ruthless in his methods and his appearance is spotless. He thinks he can pick him off cleanly, but he doesn't know..."

"It's also a disaster..." Wang Dongyue said lightly.

"Prince Zhennan's Mansion is really getting worse from generation to generation... Master Ji, that good-for-nothing, associates himself with such scourges all day long. Sooner or later, the family fortune of Prince Zhennan will be ruined."

"Young master, then Li Mo will kill us..." the old man asked tentatively.

"Don't worry about them. The three brothers of the Wang family are also useless. In normal times, it would be okay to liquidate them for the sake of the prestige of the Wang family, but this time is different."

Wang Dongyue shook his head: "This time, I asked His Highness the Seventeenth Highness to be allowed to enter the Nature Valley. First things first, don't create extraneous matters."

"Young Master has made a clear decision." The old man nodded, with fierceness hidden in his eyes.

"What's a Li Mo? Even those three disasters combined cannot be compared with the Wind and Moon Pill left by our ancestors." Wang Dongyue said solemnly.

When Shenzong fought against Li Zu, the ancestors of the Donghai Wang family were lucky enough to witness the battle, break through the extreme realm, and understand the mysterious ways of heaven and man.

At that time, when the ancestor of the Wang family was enlightened, a strange phenomenon occurred in the heaven and earth. He intercepted the breeze, illuminated the bright moon, and made two treasure pills, which were hidden deep here, waiting for the destined people in future generations to come.

Recently, the family treasure has appeared. Those two treasure pills may be born soon, and they may meet the destined person.

"Qingfeng Mingyue... this treasure will naturally return to my Wang family... no, return to my hands."

Wang Donglou's eyes flashed, revealing an aura of abandonment for others.