Patriarch of Wanjiao

The next day, it was just dawn.

A golden seal message was rushed thousands of miles away and sent directly to Xuantian Pavilion in Qingchan City. Gu Changan immediately asked Chen Tiejia to invite Li Mo over.

"The order to return to Beijing...has finally arrived."

Li Mo looked at the official document in his hand and took a deep breath. On it was the public seal of the Xuantian Pavilion, the handwriting of Gu Pingfan, the head of the Hongmen clan, and the order appraisal from the Liangzhou General Division...

In a word, Li Mo's files have now been transferred back to the Xuantian Pavilion in the capital.

In other words, he can return to the capital at any time.

"It's been almost two years since I left the capital... It's time to go back." Li Mo's eyes darkened slightly, trying to calm down his ups and downs.

At that time, Li Mo made a big fuss in Nature Valley, got involved in the [Li Clan Ancestral Hall], and killed the masters of Yulongtai. Although Master Ji later had to bear all the charges, he also paid a heavy price.

Wang Lingce, who had supported him all the way, died in front of him. Master Ji was sent to hell and could not come out for three years. Feng Wannian was also locked in the Arctic Tower, facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes. As for Shangxu Sword, Hong Xiaofu was all implicated.

Li Mo was even expelled from the capital and lived in the northern border of Liangzhou.

At that time, besides Chen Wangdu, there were only demons and ghosts released by Zhu Gangxi and others around him. He was in a foreign land and was weak.

As for the seventeenth prince and the mysterious Li family ancestral hall, they seem to exist in another world. They are separated from each other and will never see each other again in this life.

However, time has changed and Li Mo is no longer what he used to be.

In less than two years, not only did he have Gu Changan, the successor of the Great Dream Eternal Art, but also masters such as Pipa, Xia Chanming, and General. As for other demons and ghosts, they also made great progress. They are no longer the same.

Especially for Wang Jiu, Zhu Gangxian, Ji Tianxi and others, they have endless opportunities.

In addition, Li Mo's own strength has been greatly improved. Not only did he understand the true breath and step into the [Ascension Realm], he also refined the two magic weapons [Qingping Sword] and [Biyou Palace]. Relying on Qingping Mountain, we truly have a foothold.

In addition, the generals inherited the position of Lord of Beimang and openly commanded one hundred thousand barren hills.

Secretly, Tang Beixuan gathered the destiny of the northern world and had a great destiny, destined to have extraordinary fortunes in the future.

All of these have become Li Mo’s heritage.

The most important thing is that Li Mo inherited the Eternal Night Sword, which is the talisman key to mastering one of the Nine Cauldrons.

It is no exaggeration to say that today's Li Mo has long been reborn, and is no longer the small character who can be manipulated at will.

"I have been waiting for this day for a long time... New and old grudges must be settled." Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and he murmured softly.

"It seems you can't wait any longer." Gu Changan looked at Li Mo's expression and couldn't help but say.

"When do you plan to leave?"

"Don't worry, just wait for two more days...I've been here for so long, and I won't miss these two days."

Li Mo whispered softly: "Get ready and arrange everything."

The hundreds of thousands of barren hills in Beimang are where Li Mo's current foundation lies, so naturally he cannot give up easily.

Gu Changan has been operating here for many years. He is a force on the surface, but secretly he has hundreds of thousands of demons and ghosts on the deserted hills to rely on.

The generals can stay still, but Gu Changan and Li Mo must be brought back to the capital.

"It seems that I can only sell my life to you." Gu Changan curled his lips, feeling quite helpless.

He knew very well what kind of person Li Mo was, and there had been a lot of commotion in the barren hills of Beimang. If he returned to the capital now, it would be like a dragon returning to the sea, and a tiger entering the mountains, and he didn't know what kind of trouble it would be.

But there was no way. The wheel of fate knocked him in front of Li Mo and got on his pirate ship.

"Lao Gu, don't be so sad, your great future is coming soon." Li Mo patted Gu Changan on the shoulder, but his eyes were filled with excitement.

After explaining, he left Xuantian Pavilion. Before leaving, he had one important thing to do.

"My lord...my lord..."

As soon as he left the official gate, a familiar voice came, and Chen Tiejia chased after him from behind.

"Xiao Chen...what's the matter?" Li Mo stopped and asked casually.

"I heard that your Excellency will be returning to Beijing soon!?" Chen Tiejia asked cautiously.

"The information is very good..."

Li Mo glanced at it and said casually.

"Sir, can you take me with you?" Chen Tiejia got straight to the point without any cover-up.

"Take you with me!?" Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly.

During these days in Qingchan City, Chen Tiejia was indeed the smartest of the many yamen guards in the hall. Although his cultivation level was not high, he was very efficient in doing things.

Apart from Chen Wangdu, he can be said to be Li Mo's most convenient subordinate.

Of course, being able to have the courage and courage to make such a request to Li Mo at this time is enough to show that Chen Tiejia is different.

Unlike other government officials, he had a unique vision and seized what was probably the most important opportunity in his life.

"Xiao Chen, the capital is not as good as here. You have to know that the people from various states and prefectures who want to be transferred to the capital every year can fill up the hundreds of thousands of barren hills in Beimang." Li Mo stated a fact without comment.

At the beginning, he was born in a mountain sect, and in order to compete for a place to enter the Xuantian Pavilion, he had to fight and fight with the disciples of the Tianxia Mountain Sect.

As for the Xuantian Pavilion in each state's capital, the number of places to go to Beijing every year is even more precious.

Liangzhou's annual quota is not enough for each prefecture, so naturally small places like Qingchan City are not eligible.

"I know... I know that I am not qualified enough, but I am loyal enough to your lord. Moreover, before Qingchan City, I worked as a errand in many places... I even worked as an errand under the chief minister... You will definitely be able to use it easily when you fuck me.”

Chen Tiejia strongly recommended himself and was unwilling to let go of this golden opportunity.

"Chief assistant? Zhao Wuzhou, the first assistant in the dynasty!?" Li Mo was stunned for a moment.

This name was mentioned by the [Buddha Tower Owner] that day in Uncle Ma's yard.

That is a veteran of two dynasties, a pillar of the current imperial court.

"You actually worked as an errand under Zhao Wuzhou?"

Li Mo looked at Chen Tiejia with a look of surprise, as if he had gotten to know him again.

"Hehe, when I was in the East China Sea, I had an old friend. Although he was in the market, he was extremely capable and had a wide range of connections..." Chen Tiejia grinned.

"My friend has only two major hobbies in his life. One is calligraphy. His pen is very powerful. His best thing is cursive..."

"The other one is fishing. He has a treasured fishing rod. It is only about two inches when retracted and seven inches when fully extended. He has fished everything from eighty kilograms to one hundred and sixty kilograms..."

"He said that the weight of fish is different, and the degree of shaking when they come out of the water is also different..."

"I gave him two 90-pound big fish as gifts back then, so I got this job." Chen Tiejia had a trace of reminiscence in his eyes.

When Li Mo heard this, his expression became a little strange.

"You'd better say fishing."

"Why do you say this, sir?"

"No...it's nothing. Since you can work as an errand under the chief minister of the current dynasty, why did you go to Qingchan City again?" Li Mo brought the topic back.

"Back then, when the Chief Assistant inspected the southeast on behalf of His Majesty and visited the tomb of the Sixteenth Prince, I just temporarily obeyed and worked under his command." Chen Tiejia lowered his body and could not clearly see the expression on his face.

"Sixteenth Prince!?"

"Don't you know?" Chen Tiejia whispered. The youngest daughter of Zhao Wuzhou, she entered the palace in her early years, married Emperor Qian, and was named Concubine Chen. Later, she gave birth to two princes.

"Concubine Chen gave birth to twins, the sixteenth prince and the seventeenth prince."

In other words, Zhao Wuzhou, the chief assistant of the dynasty, was the grandfather of the seventeenth prince.

"Why haven't I heard that there is a sixteenth prince in the palace?" Li Mo said casually.

He only knew that the seventeenth prince was the youngest prince of His Majesty today.

"Sir... twins with the same appearance... this is a taboo among the royal family and is considered unlucky in all dynasties." Chen Tiejia lowered his voice and said.

Twins with the same appearance are quite taboo among the royal family.

It is called unlucky in the mortal world, and some people say that it is because they are afraid that if one of them inherits the throne, the other will inevitably cause trouble.

Therefore, throughout the dynasties, whenever twins were born in the palace, one of them would be killed.

"The Sixteenth Prince was not in good health when he was born, and he died soon after... His tomb was placed in the East China Sea..." Chen Tiejia whispered.

"It is said that this prince's tomb is extremely special. It is not only far away in the East China Sea, but also in the sea."

"A big tomb in the sea!?"

Li Mo showed a strange look. The Daqian royal family was really special. Even the dead prince looked so different.

"Did you see it?"

"Sir, you are joking. Where can I see it?" Chen Tiejia shook his head: "Although the chief minister is paying homage to the prince's tomb, we have been waiting for a month, but we have not seen any tombs..."

"Just one night, the whole camp was stationed by the East China Sea... I got up in the middle of the night to urinate, and I saw the chief minister from a distance, alone, facing the sea... Beside him... there seemed to be a thin man. He looks like a fishmonger in the market..."

Having said this, Chen Tiejia turned his head away and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"After that night, the Chief Assistant ended his trip to the southeast and returned to Beijing... I also had some time to idle..." Chen Tiejia couldn't help but feel a little sad when he mentioned this part of his resume.

"Sir, I have been wandering for half my life. Now that I see you, I feel that I have met the Ming Lord. If you never give up..."

"Okay..." Li Mo raised his hand, planning Chen Tiejia's show of loyalty.

"You follow."

"Sir, you agreed!?" Chen Tiejia's eyes suddenly lit up and he confirmed again.

"Yeah!" Li Mo nodded.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir." Chen Tiejia thanked him repeatedly.

"Go back and get ready."

As he spoke, Li Mo stepped away. Chen Tiejia looked at the retreating figure, narrowed his eyes, and a strange look flashed across his calm face.

……

In the evening, Li Mo took Meng Xiaoyu to Uncle Ma's yard.

The information provided by Shi Shibai made Li Mo never forget it. If the ruins of Naihe City really contain dragon bones, it would be a rare treasure.

Before returning to Beijing, Li Mo still wanted to do something big. If he could absorb the dragon bone, Qingping Sword would definitely be able to join the ranks of the innate holy weapons.

"Why did you bring someone with you?"

In the yard, Uncle Ma glanced at Meng Xiaoyu faintly, which made the little demon look even more embarrassed.

"You wait here..."

Li Mo said hello, then took Uncle Ma into the back room, and humbly asked for advice.

"Adragon Fish!? That is an extremely ancient demon ghost. It was extinct before Da Qian Dingguo."

Uncle Ma pondered for a while, and then said leisurely: "I heard that there is still a lineage in the sky, but it disappeared a thousand years ago."

"Uncle Ma, do you think that little demon outside is possible..."

Li Mo thought of the information about the dragon fish provided by Shi Shibai, and also thought of the many strange things about Meng Xiaoyu, and couldn't help but make conjectures.

"A mixture of fish and dragons... This kind of monster is extremely special, with mottled and messy blood..." Uncle Ma said solemnly.

The arowanas of ancient times had different bloodlines, and they were all arowanas. However, there may be hundreds of species when truly subdivided.

There are only two truly pure arowana bloodlines, one is the golden arowana and the other is the silver arowana.

"Arowana has been rare since ancient times. Even when this lineage was at its peak, it was not easy to be born..." Uncle Ma stood in front of the window and looked at Meng Xiaoyu standing outside in the courtyard.

"The Longmen acupoint rises, and the silver scales grow talisman... This should be a silver arowana..."

As he spoke, Uncle Ma turned around, looked at Li Mo, and sighed softly: "Xiao Li Mo, you are so lucky. This silver arowana is the most delicious when used to make soup..."

"It's better that you think about me, uncle, and bring me..."

"Uncle...she...she is not used to make soup..."

Li Mo's eyes widened after listening to Uncle Ma's words, and he quickly interrupted him.

"Don't make soup? Steaming is also good...but the taste is a bit worse..."

"Uncle, she is not a food ingredient..."

The corners of Li Mo's eyes twitched unnaturally and he hurried out of the room.

"Uncle Ma, it's quite late. You should go to bed early."

As he spoke, Li Mo pulled Meng Xiaoyu out of the yard without looking back.

"Sir...sir...where are you taking me?"

Meng Xiaoyu asked timidly.

"Tianwai!"

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the vast night, and replied in a deep voice.

……

The sky is beyond the stars.

The lonely star glowed faintly, and the mist shook violently, accompanied by surging thunder.

The next moment, the void floated, and a huge boat broke through the space turbulence and crossed over.

"Not far ahead are the ruins of Naihe City."

Jing Jiuliu stood at the bow of the boat, discerning the direction and making introductions to those around him.

"Brother Jing, don't worry. Naihe City has been buried for thousands of years... but no one has touched the Meng family's treasure house. This time I will definitely help you return to the ruins to get the dragon bones." Fang Jisheng was quite confident, with a burning look in his eyes. of splendor.

In Shifang City, he lost his thousand-year murderous intention, and this time he had to rely on the Meng family's treasure trove in Naihe City to get it back.

"Brother Fang is so confident?" Jing Jiuliu asked subconsciously.

"This is natural...I have expert help, so there is nothing wrong."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall figure walked slowly from behind, as if coming from the shadow of the void. The man was wearing a big cloak, not breathing at all. He took off his robe and hat, and his black hair was spread loosely. His forehead was as high as a horn. Xuanxu actually had a golden scale, glowing like a rune.