The sky is silent, and the sun and moon are dark.

One eye opens and closes, and you see impermanence.

This is the mystery of the [Black Sky Meditation Sutra], as the cultivation slowly entered, Li Mo gradually found that his relationship with the release of demons and ghosts was very delicate.

Their essence and spirit imprint the void, even if they are thousands of miles away, they can sense it remotely, intercept this chaotic and mysterious method, and descend to the world.

Monkeys so.

So with the big birds.

Waste babies so.

The same is true of the serpent.

At this moment, Li Mo's spiritual sense rushed out like a tide, like the sun and the moon changing, like the mountains moving, boundless and infected, omnipresent, and instantly enveloped the entire courtyard.

In a trance, everyone saw a phantom figure slowly emerging from behind Li Mo, it was a big snake in the sky, with a huge body wrapped around Heyue, with clear scales and armor, and a cold light like a star.

The terrifying big snake was entrenched behind Li Mo, the weather was myriad, and it was terrifying, and it slowly closed its eyes with Li Mo.

In an instant, everyone only felt that it was dark in front of them, and all the light was closed with that glance and fell into endless confusion.

Their thoughts, their thoughts, their souls seem to be caught in them...... The body seems to be silent, and there is no longer half of the obsession.

"This ...... What is this......"

In the quiet courtyard, someone roared in her heart, feeling such a desperate fear for the first time in her life, more terrifying than the first time she encountered a demon and saw a human life wither.

However, this fear came with the darkness, imprisoned in the immobile body, unable to be vented.

In the end, even this different emotion seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness.

"Amitabha!"

Kurong Mountain Faming folded his hands, he proclaimed the Buddha's name, and the sound of hunting on his robe seemed to want to make a final struggle, with the Pudu compassionate Dharma, to break the appearance of the Black Sky Demon King.

Li Moheng stood still, his eyes were closed, and the big snake behind him seemed to be a demon king in the world, even if the Buddha's horn sounded, it was as if it were not moving.

In the end, Fa Ming screamed, spat blood, and fell silent, without any more movement.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, a knife groaned like a bowstring breaking.

Xu Feng was still behind the long knife roaring unconsciously, his eyes widened angrily, and he stretched out his hand, about to draw the knife and cut through the endless illusion in front of him.

However, he screamed violently, and the whole person was suddenly petrified, and the hand that drew the knife stayed in mid-air, unable to move again.

The horror in his eyes gradually dissipated with the light.

In front of Li Mo's strength, in front of the Black Heaven Demon King, the strongest descendant of [Spirit Sword Mountain] didn't even have a chance to draw his sword.

In the blink of an eye, the courtyard was silent, and everyone seemed to have lost their souls, frozen in place, unconscious.

The originally quiet courtyard seems to have become a cemetery, and everything is buried, leaving only the walking dead.

"Spiritual consciousness gives birth to mystical methods...... It is worthy of the black sword lineage, the successor of Luofu. ”

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in this dead courtyard, revealing a trace of heaviness and excitement.

In the midst of those frozen crowds, there was a young man who walked out slowly, his face was lazy, but there was a glint in his condensed eyes, and he was shocked.

A terrifying spiritual sense flickered all around him, like a great fire rising, bringing a glimmer of light in the long darkness, driving away the cold sky and night.

"Great Yan Mountain, Zhao Poxie!" Come and drink lightly and protect your family, just this name is not an unknown person.

"Great Flame Mountain ......"

On the high platform, Li Mo's eyes were still closed, but when he heard this name, the corners of his lips opened slightly, but he read it out loud.

There is no other reason, only because of the great reputation of Dayan Mountain, among the three thousand mountain names in the world, it ranks eighteen, among the top twenty.

This is the top student in the mouth of Master Ji.

Li Mo didn't expect that in today's [Yuanchi Meeting], there was still such a young master, whose strength was far stronger than that of Fa Ming and Xu Fenghuan.

However, he hid his tracks deeply, blended in with the crowd, like a demon knife hiding his edge, and finally at this moment, in the face of Li Mo's ferocity, he showed his fangs.

"Luofu Mountain...... This vein has been silent for three hundred years, and I can't imagine that there will be a demon like you again......"

Zhao Poxie snorted softly, and the spiritual sense around him seemed to be burning, and the flame was scorching, as if to drive away the darkness that filled the courtyard.

"Today, I'm going to take a look at the depth of the black sword."

Zhao Poxie's eyes were like a hidden spirit torch, and the fire light around him continued to spread, and he finally fought his way out of the chaos and darkness.

Great Yan Mountain, the spiritual fire sends the magic trick.

This is a competition of spiritual sense, which seems to be intertwined with illusions and strange lights, but in fact it is extremely dangerous, and in an instant, it is a change of life and death.

Thundered......

Finally, Zhao Poxie used the [Spiritual Fire Divine Technique] to protect his body, and took a step forward against the terrifying coercion of the big snake phantom.

The "firelight" around him became more and more intense, pressing the "darkness" to retreat.

This descendant of the Great Yan Mountain took another step, and the terrifying inner breath was sprinkled, like a thousand horses collapsing, and he pressed towards the high platform and Li Mo.

Step 3!

Zhao Poxie's eyes burst with a vigorous battle intent, and he took three steps out, and he had already entered the place where he could fight.

"Okay, as the heir of the Great Yan Mountain, he can actually take three steps in front of me...... Horror, horror. ”

At this moment, Li Mo let out a soft sigh, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Zhao Poxie heard such approval, sneered in his heart, and was about to make a move.

Suddenly, he watched Li Mo's eyes open, and even the phantom of the big snake behind him was trembling with scales, and slowly opened his eyes.

In the next moment, all the darkness around him dissipated, and the brilliance between heaven and earth seemed to leap out at once, and endless light surged like a frenzy, overflowing every corner.

Such a bright and intense light is something that Zhao Poxi has never seen before.

Bathed in such light, he only felt that his eyes were tingling, almost bleeding, and the "fire" around him was completely ignited under that light.

The majestic spiritual sense exploded almost irrepressibly.

"Ahhh......h

Zhao Poxie let out a terrible scream, but at this moment, a word appeared in his mind.

Set on fire and self-immolation.

He had never felt his spiritual sense so hot since he had attained cultivation, on his chest, on his face, on his back, and on his stomach...... It's all the hardest to wipe on the hair.

Bang......

With a bang, Zhao Poxie fell to his knees, and the whole person fell down stiffly, and his breath suddenly languished to the extreme.

After taking three steps in front of Li Mo, this descendant of the Great Yan Mountain finally couldn't support it anymore.

I don't know how long it has been, as if year after year, and how it has passed in an instant.

There was movement again in the quiet courtyard, and everyone opened their eyes blankly, looking at the sky was still dark, and a bright moon was hanging high.

On the high platform, only Fa Ming and Xu Feng remained.

At this moment, they were also looking around blankly, as if they were looking for something.

"What about the heirs of Luofu? He ran away? ”

Someone whispered and questioned, as if everything just now was like a dream, without a trace, and it didn't leave the slightest thought.

Only Fa Ming and Xu Feng still looked puzzled, and there seemed to be a residual aftertaste.

"The black sword is in the same vein, the same ancestry, and ran away without making a move?"

"Sure enough, the name of the black sword is a blessing and a curse for this kind of person."

"Scared me, I thought he was awesome......"

In the quiet courtyard, the lively and relaxed atmosphere was restored again, and everyone chuckled and ridiculed wantonly.

Only in the corner, a lonely figure staggered around and was about to leave.

Zhao Poxie's face was pale, and there were faint traces of bright red blood on his clothes, he turned around and looked at the slightly mocking expressions on everyone's faces, and couldn't help but sneer.

These idiots don't even have the qualifications to remember that man's strength.

"Ignorance is the prerogative of the weak."

Zhao Poxie muttered softly, and suddenly remembered the words of His Majesty the Divine Sect that had been passed down to the light.

"Luofu Mountain...... Li Mo ......" Zhao Poxie shook his head, chewing on the name repeatedly in his mouth.

The moment he fell, he knew that this year's Xuantian Pavilion final exam would be different.

That vein was silent for three hundred years, and finally the demon came again.

It's just that I don't know if this demon can stand in front of the five mountain gates, just like the black sword back then, shake the five-story high-rise building, and ascend to the sky into the Xuan Realm.

"Oh my God."

Zhao Poxie muttered softly, and finally walked out of this quiet courtyard, with endless aftertaste and awe.

……

Small courtyard, inner hall.

Chan Zhiqiu walked in with Li Mo, and he couldn't help but look back, his solemn expression revealing deep doubts.

"You just ...... What is the means to use it? ”

The darkness is endless, and the serpent is like a demon...... Such a strange vision is like an imprint on the heir of the past mountain, deep into the soul and indelible.

Echoing at this moment, Chan Zhiqiu shuddered.

"Fairy Chan is good at cultivating, and ordinary people instinctively forget it out of fear." Li Mo chuckled.

His methods are like dreams and illusory, without a trace.

It's like a normal person has a nightmare, and the memory is deep at first, and the nightmare is added, and it is difficult to control himself.

But when he woke up, it would gradually become a lake in half a day, and three days later, he only remembered that he had a big dream, and then asked for details, but he was at a loss.

"My practice method is very special, and I am more sensitive to the development of my mind than ordinary people."

Chan Zhiqiu muttered softly, still looking at Li Mo with a puzzled expression.

"You are the same as the black sword back then, and the Xuangong methods you use are not all ...... Luofu Mountain"

"There's a mystery about you, too."

Chan Zhiqiu's beautiful eyes were full of unprecedented curiosity, as if a scholar had discovered an all-encompassing book and couldn't wait to explore the knowledge and mysteries in it.

"I guess I won the first seat." Li Mo didn't answer, and went straight to the point.

Chan Zhiqiu was silent for a while, but nodded.

Although she couldn't see Li Mo's methods, and even couldn't understand it, neither Fa Ming nor Xu Feng seemed to have the ability to parry in front of this man just now.

"According to the rules, you can ask me a question to get a secret you want to know." Chan Zhiqiu whispered.

This is the weight of the past mountain, the mountain gate of the world, I don't know how many people want to get such an opportunity.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as you want to know, the past mountain can even tell you whether your mountain gate patriarch used his left hand or right hand when he was a teenager.

"I want to know a secret of the Black Sword." Li Mo said.

"Sure enough......" Chan Zhiqiu was silent.

At this moment, her eyes when she looked at Li Mo were even more awe-inspiring.

The moment this descendant of the Past Mountain made his request at Li Mo, it was enough to conclude that this man was not a disciple of Luofu, but a descendant of the Black Sword.

He took the aura of that man and came back three hundred years ago.

"Black Sword is a legend in his life, there are too many mysteries on his body, even if it is my past mountain, there are not many records of him......"

Chan Zhiqiu came to her senses and couldn't help but say, "What secret do you want to know?" I may not be able to answer you. ”

"I know four words."

"What?"

"See me for a robbery." Li Mo thought about it, and finally asked the answer he wanted to know the most.

He knew that these four words were the truth of the [Nine Lives Tribulation].

"You're here for this?" Chan Zhiqiu was slightly stunned and blurted out.

"You know?"

Li Mo's eyes lit up, originally he didn't have much hope, but seeing Chan Zhiqiu's reaction, he knew that there was a play.

"I don't know." Chan Zhiqiu shook his head.

"Then you just ......"

"You wait."

As she spoke, Chan Zhiqiu turned around and walked into the back hall, and a moment later, when she came back, she was holding a bronze locket in her hand.

Li Mo greeted him, and saw that the bronze box had a seal on it, and the box was engraved with the four big characters "See me for robbery".

"It's ......"

"The black sword has an old relationship with my ancestors in the past, and he once left this small box, saying that one day, someone will take the ......" Chan Zhiqiu said a piece of the past.

Since then, this bronze box has been enshrined in this courtyard and has been passed down from generation to generation, just like the [Yuanchi Society].

"If you ask these four words, maybe you are the person the black sword said."

Chan Zhiqiu groaned slightly, and handed the small box into Li Mo's hand.

"It's so simple...... Li Mo was a little surprised, and couldn't help asking, "Have you ever opened it?" ”

"Huh!?"

Chan Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows, glanced at Li Mo deeply, but shook his head and said, "In this world, no one dares to have such courage. ”

As he spoke, Chan Zhiqiu turned around very interestingly, not entering the back hall, and seemed to leave the place to Li Mo.

Li Mo looked at her distant back, and just sat down in a hurry, and was about to open the copper box.

"This seal is really weird." Li Mo tore for a long time, but he didn't move.

His mind turned sharply, urging the Dao Vein Spirit Root, using the [Nine Lives Method] to operate the internal breath, and as soon as he touched it, the seal automatically weathered and fell off.

"It's really left to me."

Li Mo opened the copper box, but inside was a piece of jade slip, only the size of a palm, and there were about a hundred or so small characters densely packed on it.

"That's ......"

Li Mo's eyes became fiery and he couldn't wait to look at it, but as his gaze continued to move, the expression on his face gradually changed, from initial astonishment, to disbelief, to shock, and finally to weirdness.

"Nine Lives Tribulation...... There is such an outrageous catastrophe in this world!? ”

Li Mo muttered softly, his face in disbelief.

At the same time, a piece of news quickly spread and spread in Wangxuan City.

Three hundred years later, the heirs of Luofu Mountain are here again!