Patriarch of Wanjiao

The wind blows at night in Qingping Mountain, like a tiger and a wolf showing its fangs.

Under the bright moonlight, Uncle Ma's old palms were as dry and wrinkled as tree bark, gently caressing Gu Feifan's neck, but they were like sharpening a knife, rushing towards the pigs and sheep.

"Ma...Master Ma...I...I don't have that kind of intention..."

Gu Feifan's neck suddenly tightened, and his face was as pale as paper, like a recently castrated quail. There was no hint of the magnanimity of the Liangzhou Chief Secretary, a frontier official.

Li Mo couldn't help but feel weird when he saw it, and there was something wrong with the way he looked at Uncle Ma.

Although he had already had doubts about Uncle Ma's identity, he did not expect that his true identity would be so frightening that even someone as strong as Gu Feifan would be so frightened and uneasy in front of him.

"When the three of you brothers first entered the Xuantian Pavilion, I could see that...the eldest brother was the most profound, and the third child was the most arrogant...but you were the most ruthless..." Uncle Ma was as gentle as teasing a dog. Stroking Gu Feifan's head.

"Do you think I don't know what you are planning!?" Uncle Ma sneered.

"Ma...Master Ma...you misunderstood...I...I just have a high opinion of this young man...I'm afraid that something bad will happen to him..."

Gu Feifan felt so guilty that he had no confidence. His peripheral vision swept over and fell faintly on Li Mo. He never dreamed that Li Mo, who was known as the successor of the Black Sword on the top of the mountain, was secretly relying on such a person.

If he had known about it earlier, even if he had a hundred courages, he would not have dared to make any plans.

"Xiao Bufan... you are now the Lord of the Demon City... What? You still want to compete with me?"

At this moment, Uncle Ma turned his back to Gu Bufan and said with a smile.

In the distance, Gu Bufan was sitting on a wooden wheel cart with a solemn look on his face. Every inch of his body was tightly stretched into the bowstring, as if he was always on guard against hostility.

"You are one of the nine great cauldron masters in the world... Even if I go further, I won't dare to yell at you..."

Gu Bufan shook his head, his cold eyes filled with helplessness.

"Nine Great Cauldron Masters!?"

Li Moruo was moved and caught an unfamiliar word.

In his knowledge, there is only one tripod, and that is the [Ding of Xia, Shang and Zhou], known as the best magic weapon in the world.

"only……"

Suddenly, Gu Bufan changed the topic, and a deep cold light filled his indifferent eyes.

"The emperor controls the mountains and rivers, refines and forges the Nine Cauldrons...Since Shenzong, no one in the world can operate the Nine Cauldrons by himself. After that, the Cauldrons choose their masters, and use one to transform the Nine Cauldrons..."

"The Lord of the Nine Cauldrons is a divine dragon that is hard to see. It is unseen in the world. Now that we have seen it today, it would be a great pity if we did not experience it."

Gu BuFan spoke softly and leisurely, and the implication behind his words was that he wanted to ask for advice.

Such behavior seemed arrogant and unscrupulous, and even Gu Feifan next to him couldn't help but show a strange expression.

"The first lord of the Guixu Demon Market was [Ao Zun]... He was the tortoise son raised by Shenzong... He was lazy and uncontested... Since then, all the lords of the Demon Market have been easy-going and natural... …”

Uncle Ma relaxed his palm lightly, let go of Gu Feifan, and turned around.

"But since the beginning of Black Sword... this lineage has changed its nature, and all the lords in the past are more and more crazier than the last..."

Uncle Ma looked directly at him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "No wonder you were able to kill Gu Jinghua back then, and no wonder you became the Lord of the Demon City..."

At the mention of that name, Gu Bufan's calm eyes finally showed some waves.

Even Gu Feifan's face showed a hint of forlornness.

Gu Jinghua, the previous head of Hongmen in Xuantian Pavilion, was also the father of Gu Pingfan, Gu Feifan, and Gu Bufan.

"Master Ma, you misunderstood... With my current abilities, how dare I challenge you all the time?"

Gu Bufan's expression soon returned to normal. He shook his head, his eyes were downcast, and he said coldly: "He is the only one worthy of being your opponent."

rumbling...

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud sound came from the void, resounding in all directions and shocking all the nine heavens.

Immediately afterwards, a ball of five-color brilliance, which has been extraordinary since ancient times, faintly appeared behind it, dazzling and shining.

At the moment it appeared, the breath of heaven and earth solidified. The mountains, rivers, sun, moon, stars, and the fate of all life seemed to be unable to escape the five-color brilliance.

"This is……"

Li Mo's eyes suddenly sank, and he clearly saw a small cauldron rising and floating in the void behind Gu Bufan. It was radiating five colors of light, carrying the weight of the five earths, and bearing the sacrifice of Taiji.

"You're here too..."

Uncle Ma's eyes were as focused as a thread, and a terrifying aura burst out from that old body.

Li Mo's expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously took two steps back. He never thought in his dreams that this dying old man actually contained such terrifying power. The sky and the earth were so small that they were like a drop in the ocean, flowing across the river and declining.

"She Ji Ding!" Uncle Ma opened his lips slightly and spit out three words.

"She Ji Ding!?" Li Mo's heart skipped a beat.

That is one of the ten great magic weapons of Guixu, alongside [Monster Summoning Flag], [Future Dharma Eye], [Taixu Thunder Pond], etc. In addition, [She Ji Ding] was based on the [Xia, Shang and Zhou Ding] from the beginning of its creation. 】, was born into the world with the idea of ​​transcendence.

However, the tripod of Xia, Shang and Zhou was the best weapon in the world. It never existed in the past and will not appear in the future.

Therefore, even the [She Ji Ding] built by Guixu with the help of the whole religion cannot be compared with [the Ding of Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties].

But even so, [She Ji Ding] is enough to rank among the top three among the top ten divine weapons in Guixu.

"The tripod of Xia, Shang and Zhou... I haven't touched it for a long time..."

The ancient and void voice flows out from the five-color brilliance, weighing heavily on the mountains and rivers, endlessly.

"Li Mo, go ahead."

Uncle Ma's expression was slightly condensed, his body did not turn around, and he spoke in a deep voice.

rumbling...

At the same time, the aura around Uncle Ma became more and more terrifying. In the confusion, a shadow of a large cauldron appeared, with three legs and two ears. It was ancient and mysterious, as if it were coming across the long river of time. The sky was shocked and the earth was shocked. Frightened.

"That is……"

"Go quickly!" Uncle Ma shouted in a deep voice.

"But..." Li Mo's expression changed again and again.

"Don't worry, I'm here, no one can block your way." Uncle Ma said firmly.

"be careful."

Li Mo gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

Neither Gu Feifan, Gu Bufan, nor even the [She Ji Ding] made any rash moves. It seemed that at this moment, the dying old man had become the center of the world. No one dared to have any sudden thoughts, and no one dared to pay even the slightest attention. Move away.

rumbling...

Loud rumbling sounds came from all directions. Li Mo's figure was still standing, and he felt that everything behind him disappeared like words, but his steps never stopped for a moment.

The brilliance of Beichen Sword became more and more dazzling, like the brightest star in the dark night sky, guiding the road ahead.

As Li Mo stepped into the mountain, the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness, like an endless abyss, and as if eternal night was slowly invading the world.

Li Mo slowly stopped and looked down. The Beichen Sword in his palm was extremely bright, and the sword hummed softly, as if responding and longing.

"Eternal Night Sword...is that the Eternal Night Sword!?" Li Mo murmured softly.

At this moment, he discovered that there was an altar ten feet in front of him, with a long sword as black as an abyss suspended above it. The surrounding darkness emanated from this sword, annihilating all light.

If it weren't for the sword brilliance of Beichen Sword, no one would be able to clearly see the figure of this sword.

It is like the vast sky, where eternal night comes, and there is only endless loneliness and silence.

"Eternal Night Sword..." Li Mo's eyes were blurred and he felt infatuated, as if his body and mind had melted into the endless night, feeling an unprecedented tranquility. "Ye Shizhu's magic sword... He made this sword with the help of Li's ancestral hall..."

At this moment, a faint voice slowly came from the seventh-floor altar, revealing loneliness and lamentation.

"who!?"

Li Mo was startled, shaking the [Beichen Sword] in his hand, and the flickering light illuminated the seven-story altar.

At this time, he just saw a beautiful figure standing in front of the Yongye Sword. Her skirt was like flying, and her black hair was scattered. She looked like a fairy who had been banished to the mortal world. She was indescribably charming.

"You are……"

Li Mo saw the beautiful and cold face clearly, his expression changed suddenly, and he subconsciously took two steps back, a name was about to come out.

"Bei Sha Xuan Zang!?"

"Little devil, you did come here...he left everything to you..."

Bei Sha Xuanzhang slowly turned around and looked at Li Mo with an extremely complicated expression.

"You...you...you have found this place a long time ago!?"

"Eternal Night Sword... this is his magical sword, how could I not know!?" A trace of sadness flashed in Bei Sha Xuanzhang's cold eyes.

"It turns out you weren't missing. You were always there... just now..."

Li Mo's expression changed again and again, thinking of all the changes that happened on Beimang Mountain just now, who would have expected that Beisha Xuanzhang never left and saw everything in his eyes.

"The great position of Beimang Mountain...or the luck of the north..."

Beisha Xuanzhang looked at Li Mo indifferently, but there was a hint of ridicule in his beautiful eyes.

"Kid, your vision is too shallow... If things change, these are all just bubbles, and they will be destroyed as soon as you turn around, so what's there to fight for!?"

"Senior said the change of situation is..."

"Xuantian Daozong is about to be born." Beisha Xuanzhang said in a deep voice.

Mentioning that name, even the world's demons and immortals couldn't help but feel a little ripple in those cold eyes.

"Thousands of years ago, Li Chenxian followed that man out of the forbidden area. History was divided from then on. The legend of [Xia, Shang and Zhou] began from this moment..."

"That man used the blood of the Forbidden Land to create the Xuantian Dao Seed, which lasted for thousands of years. If he were born, he would be invincible in the world..."

"Such a change... brat, how can you preserve everything you have fought for now?"

Bei Sha Xuanzheng's voice was cold and indifferent, as if he had seen the elusive fate and the distant and cruel future.

"I don't understand why Shenzong created such an existence and left it to future generations when it has already been invincible in the world..."

"It's too dangerous." Li Mo said in a deep voice.

"I don't know... maybe he wants to reopen the forbidden area." Beisha Xuanzhang was silent for a while, looking faintly at the Yongye Sword in front of him.

"Come on, get this sword." Bei Sha Xuanzheng's voice revealed a hint of unquestionable majesty.

"Senior is one of the eight great demon immortals in the world. Could it be that he has broken the restrictions on this sword!?" Li Mo frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Of course she can break it, but it's a pity that she can't get what she wants."

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from behind.

Li Mo turned around and looked. Under the light of Beichen Sword, a man with gray hair on his temples came from the darkness. His eyes were as calm as water, and he looked forward leisurely.

"It's you……"

Li Mo recognized him at a glance. The man in front of him was the uncle he saw in Uncle Ma's yard that day.

"Beisha, I haven't seen you for eighteen years."

"Buddha, you're here too." Bei Sha Xuanzhang's beautiful eyes narrowed.

"Master of the Pagoda!?"

Li Mo couldn't help but be moved. He never thought that the unattractive-looking uncle in front of him was actually the [Buddha Tower Master], one of the eight great demons in the world! ! !

"Every three hundred years, the heaven and the earth will change... Master Ye is the anomaly from three hundred years ago..."

"This Eternal Night Sword is not only the key to open the door to the Demon City... it is also the seal to inherit one of the Nine Cauldrons." The owner of the Pagoda Tower said solemnly.

"So you know." Bei Sha Xuanzhang's eyes flashed with a chill.

There were nine tripods in the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties. After Shenzong, the nine tripods fell apart, and one became the nine. Each had its own will, and only the destiny of heaven could serve as its master.

In the ups and downs of the years, each of the nine tripods chooses its master.

Three hundred years ago, Black Sword once found a cauldron. He hid it and refined the Eternal Night Sword. It was tied to it like a seal.

Anyone who wants to find the cauldron and become the new cauldron master must rely on this seal.

From the very beginning, Beisha Xuanzhang knew the biggest secret hidden by the Yongye Sword.

Therefore, what she valued was not the Eternal Night Sword itself, but the hidden cauldron.

"Beishi... Heijian left everything to this brat... You are destined to have no chance with Ding." The owner of Futu Tower came leisurely and stood in front of Li Mo.

"Do you think this kid is qualified to be the cauldron master?" Beisha Xuanzhang said in a deep voice.

"That is his business. If you are not lucky, you will have no choice but to die..." the owner of the Pagoda said calmly.

"Why do you need to get into this muddy water?"

Bei Sha Xuanzhang turned around, and a terrifying aura burst out from that body.

"Who told me to owe that old guy a favor? I should repay the debt."

As soon as he finished speaking, the darkness was instantly stirred up like an angry ocean. Two terrifying figures suddenly collided together, like two evil dragons stepping out from the depths of the ocean. The terrifying aura was earth-shattering.

Li Mo was in it, like a small boat, drifting with the current, and in the blink of an eye he was in danger of being destroyed.

"Is this the power of the demon fairy!?"

Li Mo roared in his heart. He couldn't even capture the figures of the two demon immortals. The vast darkness was silent. When he looked up, he saw that the master of the Pagoda Tower and Beisha Xuanzhang were nowhere to be seen.

Even if he is promoted to the [Ascension Realm] and reaches the pinnacle of real life, for Li Mo, demons and immortals belong to existences in another dimension.

"I still want to become stronger."

Li Mo's thoughts slowly retracted, and the Beichen Sword in his palm turned into a spiritual light and rushed towards the seventh-level altar, and turned into the Eternal Night Sword. The latter shook gently, and a bright vein appeared on the black sword body. It's like a human heart beating.

Li Mo took a deep breath, stepped onto the steps, and walked up to the altar.

Arriving in front of the [Eternal Night Sword], the vast and mysterious fluctuations became more intense, rolling and spreading, making Li Mo's thoughts become trance-like.

He slowly reached out his right hand and grasped the hilt of the Evernight Sword.

rumbling...

In an instant, a terrifying will came from the [Eternal Night Sword] and rushed into his mind. The sky and the earth rotated, light and darkness intertwined. Everything seemed to fall into chaos in Li Mo's eyes, his breath, his strength, his flesh and blood... It seems as if everything will dissolve and disappear.

In a trance, Li Mo saw a large cauldron with three legs and two ears. It was mysterious and clumsy, floating in the endless void.

At the same time, a whisper that seemed to be murmuring in a dream resounded between heaven and earth. It was fleeting and difficult to grasp.

"Xuan Tian Dao seed, life must lead to death!"

"You are the anomaly..."

"You are the nemesis..."

(End of this chapter)