Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 5

Dagan State Education Examination turned the cold Luofu Mountain into a lively place.

It has been thousands of years since the Xuantian Pavilion was established after the Shenzong exterminated the law.

Within a thousand years, Luofu Mountain passed the examination, and only seven disciples entered the Dagan state religion, the competition is fierce, one can imagine.

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

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

Li Mo lay in the classroom, through the patio, bathed in the brilliance of the setting sun, watching the great sun return to the west mountain.

"Looking at the sunset again."

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

Li Mo rested his head on his arms and looked up, his narrowed eyes filled with reminiscence.

In the previous life, when he traveled over here, it was also the same sunset.

The best friend's daughter-in-law is very beautiful, I don't know if she has made it to the end.

The enemy's daughter-in-law is also very beautiful, I don't know if he has a hat for him.

……

"The setting sun is infinitely good, but it's almost dusk." Li Mo murmured softly.

"It's really sour, Senior Sister Zixia's taste is strong enough." Feng Wannian teased.

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

"Is it so easy to enter the state religion?"

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

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

"Samsung Monster Catcher!?" Li Mo's heart skipped a beat.

Only after capturing five hundred ghosts can he be awarded as a three-star demon catcher.

This condition alone can wipe out [-]% of Luofu Mountain's disciples.

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

Yan Zixia is only a two-star monster catcher now, and she is nearly 100 ghosts away from a three-star monster catcher.

It may not be possible to achieve it in a short time.

"Tsk tsk, just ask Senior Sister Zixia, if she wants to get the three-star demon catcher qualification, I have a way." Feng Wannian put down his pen and moved over.

"Do you have a way?" Li Mo showed suspicion.

"I can help her get the three-star demon catcher's alchemy." Feng Wannian lowered his voice.

The conferment and promotion of a star monster catcher needs to be certified by the sect and reported to the Xuantian Pavilion. After approval, the Danshu Fujuan is awarded, which is equivalent to a qualification certificate.

"False certificate!?"

Li Mo looked at Feng Wannian suspiciously.

"What false evidence? Of course it is true. It can be checked from the Xuantian Pavilion." Feng Wannian swore.

If you want to enter the Dagan state religion, false certificates are indeed useless, and there is no need to apply.

"How much?" Li Mo couldn't help asking.

"5 taels." Feng Wannian extended a slap.

"Fuck, why don't you go grab it?" Li Mo almost jumped up.

5 taels, if placed in the previous life, it would be a huge sum of 500 million, enough to buy a yard in the capital.

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

Those who really make money are those who have resources and rights, and as for him, he only earns a hard fee.

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

The mountains are poor, even if Yan Zixia is a two-star demon catching master, she only has 30 taels of silver per month, and besides that, there is also a subsidy for catching demons.

5 taels of silver, how long does it take to accumulate?
"It's a pity that Senior Sister Zixia is not from a wealthy family..." Feng Wannian smacked and said, "I heard that seven or eight people from other colleges have already paid for the three-star demon hunter's alchemy book."

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

"This is a rich man's game."

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

"this is okay too?"

"Of course, if you catch them all by yourself, how much effort will it take? There will be too little time." Feng Wannian reminded.

Anyone who wants to participate in the Xuantian Pavilion assessment but has not yet reached the three-star demon catcher will start to secretly buy demon ghosts.

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

After all, everyone started to buy ghosts, and the price naturally went up.

But at this time, no one is willing to stop, whoever stops means being eliminated.

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

"True horse riding is so overwhelming that there is no one in the world..." Li Mo sighed.

While speaking, Li Mo turned around and walked towards the door.

"I'll go check it out."

The jailer's job is extremely easy, just patrol the prison once a day.

Walking through the long and narrow stone path, passing through the five-tiered iron gate, you came to the area where the demons were held.

Gusts of wind blew through the aisle, biting cold.

If he lives in this kind of environment all year round, even a strong young man will definitely not live to be 20 years old.

"Fuck your mother, strength is the foundation!"

Holding the lantern, Li Mo wandered to a prison cell, and the door sign next to it read: No. [-], C character.

Roar……

"Shen Yimen, if I get out of trouble, I will surely tear your corpse to pieces."

A burst of angry roars came from the prison cell, and the iron door rumbled with a terrifying ghostly aura.

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

According to the rules, the jailer is not allowed to open the cell door in any case without the presence of the demon catcher.

click...

The iron-cast prison door opened slowly, and there was a harsh grinding sound.

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

The dim yellow lanterns flickered wildly, and the candles flickered, faintly illuminating the dark cell.

A group of ghosts emerged, blood glistened all over his body, and Li Mo was locked on by his icy eyes.

Ghost Kuangsheng, this fierce ghost who has cultivated for a hundred years before reaching [Five Furnace Demon Ghost].

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

In his eyes, the prison guards are no doubt like ants.

He never imagined that in such a desperate situation, God would give him a glimmer of life.

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

As soon as the words fell, Gui Kuangsheng instantly turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Li Mo.

Right now, he needs fresh flesh and blood to replenish his strength.

boom……

Suddenly, a generous big hand slowly stretched out, grasping the dense ghost energy in the dark wind, and the figure of Ghost Kuangsheng suddenly appeared.

The terrifying strange force surged like a river breaking its embankment.

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

"you you……"

boom……

Before Guikuang could speak, the terrifying force directly scattered the ghostly energy around him, and with a "bang", he was firmly nailed to the wall like a piece of human skin.

"Five Furnace Demon Ghost... is interesting." Li Mo looked at it, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

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

A ghost that can only be burned by a furnace is equivalent to the first level of the inner breath.

Five furnaces of ghosts need five furnaces to burn them out, which is equivalent to the fifth level of the inner breath state.

"You... who are you?"

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

That day, even Shen Yimen fought with him for [-] rounds in order to capture it, and he barely suppressed it until the killing was too dark.

The jailer in front of him... just one move! ?

At this moment, when Gui Kuangsheng faced Li Mo, he no longer had the ease he had just now, and boundless fear arose in his heart.

"Don't be afraid, God has the virtue of loving life."

Li Mo whispered, and stretched out his right hand, like the seal of Mount Sumeru, and slapped Gui Kuangsheng on the forehead.

With a startled scream, Gui Kuangsheng'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, obviously the demon in front of him didn't get God's mercy, and lived out a second life.

Li Mo shook his head, made seals with his hands, his chest swelled like a windbag, and he opened his mouth suddenly, swallowing Gui Kuangsheng's figure that was about to disappear.

"Ghost Swallowing Technique!!"

(End of this chapter)