In the early morning, the fog in the mountains has not yet lifted.

A wisp of the early sun swayed with a golden luster, reflecting on the weeds and dew, and a colorful halo appeared.

Thundered......

Suddenly, a terrible tremor came from the depths of the col, startling the smoke and dust, and the jackdaws flew in unison.

The tombstones buried in the mountains emerged one after another in the violent fluctuations, crumbling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the white bones hidden deep under the soil were exposed, turning into powder in an instant.

"Little Wangba, your shell is so hard."

"Big black pig, don't be crazy...... If you have the ability, you can fight again. ”

An almost roaring voice came from the mountains, revealing domineering and ferocity.

In the bright light of Xuanjin, a huge spirit turtle phantom loomed, giving birth to longevity, natural tricks, one breath and one breath, there was immeasurable power.

Corresponding to it, it was a rushing black air, and in the confusion, a mysterious law followed, with three heads and six arms, showing wrath, and burning to extinguish the ferocious power.

Two terrifying atmospheres collided fiercely in the mountains full of corpses, and in the smoke and dust, one black and one white, two young men emerged.

Wang Jiu's body was permeated, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes, and his longevity was like fire in an instant, scorching into a terrifying wave.

Since the Demon Punishment Division got out of trouble, Wang Jiu's [Shou Yuan Wuji Gong] has been refined again, swallowing the vitality of the eight directions, and running Shou Yuan Wuji, so powerful, there is already a big demon atmosphere.

In the face of such a Wang Jiu, the dark-skinned young man was not afraid, reciting a mantra in his mouth, the divine power came, and the mane of his body stood up, as if he was killing with a magic weapon, he was about to destroy hundreds of millions of golden lights and destroy the virtual image of the spirit turtle.

"Canopy canopy, nine-yuan child."

"Wuding Dusi, Gao Diao Beiweng."

"Seven politics and eight spirits, too strong and fierce."

……

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly rose from the mountain, revealing the unsearchable void.

"Master!"

Wang Jiu's heart moved, and he couldn't help but stop the movements in his hand and looked into the mountains.

At the same time, the dark-skinned young man also had his eyes condensed, following the direction of the void sound, thoughtful.

Such bizarre fluctuations were all too familiar to him.

This is the power of the [Northern Emperor Shangyuan Tianpeng Great Divine Mantra], with spiritual spells, inviting the supreme mystical method, such as gods and demons to add to the body, so as to give birth to all kinds of incredible changes, and obtain fierce power.

"Is it the master who is cultivating Xuangong!?"

Wang Jiu's eyes condensed, but the golden light in the depths of Tong Kong trembled slightly.

With his current cultivation, he can naturally see that a vague atmosphere rises from the deep mountains and rushes to the sky, and in a trance, there is a monster's giant claws, with clear scales and armor, majestic and terrifying, with supreme ferocity, and even a dragon's groan can be heard faintly.

"Demon Dragon!?" The dark-skinned young man's eyes drooped, and a deep fear rose in his heart.

At this moment, he only felt that in this deep mountain, it was like a cold pool, hiding an unknown terrible beast, its fangs were first exposed, and it was already terrifying in all directions, so that he couldn't help but lose his mind and could not control himself.

"What a Xuangong...... It was able to make the dragon snatcher give birth to such a change......"

Suddenly, Li Mo's voice sounded again, and the next moment, the strange atmosphere suddenly dissipated, like a cloud of smoke, and disappeared into the mountains.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and a heavy breath came from the mountain.

Wang Jiu and the dark-skinned young man were both in a daze, and they couldn't help but glance at each other.

Immediately afterwards, Li Mo walked out, his cloth was plain, but there was a trace of mysterious qi wrapped around his body, which was fleeting.

"Something is different!?"

Wang Jiu's eyes flashed with golden light, and he always felt that Li Mo in front of him was like two people before entering the mountain, but he couldn't tell the difference.

"If you release demons and ghosts, you will be blessed...... This Xuangong is really good......"

Li Mo looked at Wang Jiu, then at the dark-skinned youth, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

The latter is naturally the black-maned pig demon he released.

Since that night, Li Mo has begun to study and practice the [Northern Emperor Shangyuan Tianpeng Great Divine Mantra], and he found that this Xuan Gong can trigger the blessing of the power in the underworld by reciting secret mantras, through visualization gestures, etc., like divine help.

Different people receive different blessings and produce different changes.

This kind of blessing is almost omnipotent, it can make the physical body change, it can improve the cultivation, and even make the move ...... Even weapons have undergone incredible changes.

Just now Li Mo tried his knife, his dragon snatching hand has undergone earth-shaking changes, and his power is incomparable.

"This mystic skill is wonderful, but it also has great risks." Li Mo had a general understanding in his heart.

The power of the Great Divine Mantra of the Northern Emperor Shangyuan Tianpeng is extremely domineering, if the mind is uncertain, or the body is weak, it is likely to be dominated by this power in the underworld, and even devoured.

This mystical skill is to temper one's body with the help of external forces, and to cultivate the original path, one must give up this method.

To put it bluntly, the blessings in the dark are fake, and the enlightenment is real.

The so-called cultivating the truth through falsehood is like this.

This is the true method of cultivating truth.

"Rigid ......"

At this moment, Li Moyi raised his hand and looked at the dark-skinned youth.

Pig Gangguana, this is the name Li Mo gave him.

At first, the pig demon felt awkward...... After all, it just cracked...... Cracked ...... It's easy to misunderstand.

But since it was Li Mo who gave him the name, he could only accept it gladly.

"The host ......"

"Although the Xuan Gong you have obtained is powerful, it is more important to refine the mind, you practice diligently, but you must not blur it......" Li Mo solemnly admonished.

"I made a note of it." Pig Gang nodded heavily.

"Hmmm......"

Li Mo's eyes condensed, and he looked at Wang Jiu again: "You can hide in the mountains to cultivate on weekdays, and don't make too much noise when you occasionally fight." ”

I don't know how many graves are buried in this mountain, if these two demons really hit the fire, won't they bulldoze the mountain?

It wouldn't be good if Uncle Ma, who was guarding the tomb at the bottom of the mountain, scared him.

If you are directly scared to death, it will be even more bad, Li Mo has not figured out the recipe of the old soup yet.

What's more, this is the eastern suburbs of the capital, and if there is too much noise and attracts the attention of the masters in the city, it will be extremely bad.

"Don't worry, master, I'll keep my hand."

"Don't worry, master, I'll let him."

Wang Jiu and Zhu Gang glanced at each other, their eyes intersected, as if there was a firelight exploding, and they both caught a trace of unruliness in each other's eyes.

Li Mo saw it in his eyes, but he didn't say much.

Although these released demons and ghosts have awakened the Xuangong, their achievements behind closed doors are limited after all, and they can learn from each other and confirm each other, but they can make their cultivation progress by leaps and bounds.

When I was in Luofu Mountain, the monkey and the three-eyed, the big bird and the big snake, the black cat and the golden scale, and the waste baby...... No waste baby ...... They were always at odds with each other, and the war never stopped.

This can be said to be a traditional custom formed by the demons and ghosts under Li Mo's command.

Back in the eastern suburbs of Mingju, Li Mo went directly to Uncle Ma's grass house as usual......

Fragrant and delicious bone broth, sprinkled with chopped green onions, served with hot pancakes, and two large pieces of meat stewed to the rotten lake...... It's a great start to the day.

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"Master Ma, your craft is guarding the tomb here, it's a waste......"

Li Mo tasted the taste and drank the soup in the bowl, but he was full of praise.

"Why don't you go to the city and set up a stall, I'll pay for it, and we'll be a partnership." Li Mo proposed.

"You're thinking about my old pot of soup and recipe."

Uncle Ma glared at Li Mo.

"Haha, Master Ma, what are you talking about? Am I that kind of person? ”

Li Mo laughed, raised the bowl, and covered his face...... Drink the soup from the bowl in one gulp.

"This old soup is not good for taste...... I'll give it to you when I really get out......"

Uncle Ma suddenly sighed softly, but his cloudy eyes looked towards the inner room.

"What does it taste like to be a disadvantage? It's all on time, what's missing? Li Mo couldn't help but say.

"Good soup is made over the years......"

Uncle Ma shook his head, turned around and walked to the back room.

Li Mo looked at the lonely back, but he didn't say anything, he ate and drank enough, and went into the city.

……

The capital, Xuantian Hall.

This complex of buildings located in the southeast corner of the imperial city looks like a temple from a distance.

After worshipping the pilgrimage temple, a huge stone tablet appeared in front of me, with two big characters [Xuantian] written on it.

"This is a handwritten letter from His Majesty the Divine Sect...... All the wonders return to the Xuanfang into the Haotian ......"

Chen Wangdu led Li Mo into the Xuantian Pavilion.

After entering the capital for more than half a month, Li Mofang officially stepped into the world's first force.

"The word of the Divine Sect...... It's really unique......"

Li Mo looked at the two black ink carvings, if it wasn't for Chen Wangdu's introduction, he would definitely think that someone had dropped two drops of ink on them.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is the Xuantian Pavilion."

Chen Wangdu said in a deep voice.

These days, there have been a lot of things in the capital, the demon law has been attacked, the night has fallen, and the prison department has also escaped from prison...... The piles and piles made Chen Wangdu's nerves tense a lot.

"I know these things have nothing to do with you...... You're also a victim of that warden incident......"

Chen Wangdu looked at Li Mo's strange expression, and hurriedly spoke comfortably.

"Ye Bufan's death has already been counted on the head of the Returning Ruins Demon, as for the warden of the Fifth Warden Division...... He was also severely punished......"

After that night, Shao Baxing stayed in his post, but his official rank was lowered from the original ninth rank, and then downgraded by one level, and directly fell to the tenth rank.

You must know that he is a master of the [Upper Miao Realm], and half a month ago, he was on an equal footing with Wang Lingce, and his official rank was eighth.

In just half a month's effort, he was demoted two levels in a row and was punished with a major demerit.

This undoubtedly cast a cloud over his already extremely narrow career.

Even if it is such a punishment, it is still Shao Baxing who paid enough price, trusted a lot of relationships, and sold a lot of favors to get extraordinarily generous.

"This lord is really unlucky." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

"Who's to say it isn't? It's only been half a month......" Chen Wangdu couldn't help laughing and said: "It's really bare-hearted......"

"How?"

"Shame on people in circles!"

Chen Wangdu is Wang Lingce's person, the latter and Shao Baxing have never dealt with each other, and now that he has lost power, he is naturally happy to see it.

As far as he knew, with Shao Baxing's current state, he basically didn't want to be promoted in two years, and this was on the premise that he didn't make mistakes.

"I brought you here today to recognize the door...... The above has been decided, and ten days later, it will be a newcomer martial arts. ”

"Just ten days?"

"It's been a long time coming." Chen Wangdu shook his head and said.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of [Beisha Xuanzhuang] in Wangxuan City on the same day, the newcomer martial arts fight should have been held there, combined with the results of the two selection assessments, to determine the leader of the current newcomer, obtain the title, and finally enter the capital again, and officially worship the Xuantian Pavilion.

Now, for the sake of safety, the 75 major seeds have entered Beijing first, and a lot of efforts have been delayed.

"Prepare well, Master Jianji is very optimistic about you." Chen Wangdu reminded.

The matter of breaking the demon knife on a moonlit night has already reached Wang Lingce's ears, he has confidence in Li Mo, although there are Jiang Chen and Wuxiang in front of him, but it should be no problem to win the top three.

At that time, Wang Lingce still had great achievements.

"Senpai, what kind of place is that? How can there still be a kneeling statue? ”

At this moment, Li Mo pointed to a huge bronze palace gate in the distance, and there was a stone statue in front of the door, showing a posture of kneeling and worshipping, with chains all around him, and occasionally disciples stopped to watch.

"That's the Lingmen ......," Chen Wangdu introduced.

The layout of the Xuantian Pavilion is nine palaces and eight gates......

Heaven and Earth Xuanling, Hongwu Prison...... Each has its own territory.

Inside that bronze arch is the spiritual gate.

"You can stay away from there, the ladies of the Lingmen are not easy to mess ......with," Chen Wangdu admonished.

"!?" Li Mo's eyes lit up and he couldn't help asking.

"Most of the disciples of the Lingmen are women...... Most of them are obsessed with research, and many of them are still unmarried when they are old...... Although the charm is still there, and the appearance is stunning, the temper is very strange......"

Chen Wangdu couldn't help but sigh.

When he was young, he had just entered the Xuantian Pavilion and did not know the dangers of the world, and he once met a senior sister of the Lingmen......

That senior sister drank papaya stewed milk every day, so she had a great heart, and although she was forty years old, she had fair skin, comparable to cardamom.

When he was young, Chen Wangdu was quite smart, and he was favored by that senior sister at a glance.

The latter asked him if he wanted to struggle for 20 years less, and the young Chen Wangdu nodded quickly without thinking, expressing his willingness to struggle for 20 years less.

Outcome......

"She gave me a twenty-year reduction in my life......"

"What's that!?"

Li Mo was stunned, he really didn't understand what kind of brain circuit this was.

"Anyway...... The temper of the ladies of the Lingmen is very strange, and there is no harm in you staying away......" Chen Wangdu looked at the direction of the Lingmen and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

"Who is that kneeling statue?"

"His name is Han Qi...... It was the first master of the spiritual gate, and because of his rebellion against the Divine Sect, he was permanently set on the pillar of shame. ”

"The first master of the Spirit Gate!?" Li Mo's eyes were slightly condensed.

"Yes, His Majesty the Divine Sect has a deep hatred for this person...... For this reason, he also specially ordered the Justice Book Company to arrange a play called [The Great Traitor Han Qi], which is rehearsed for newcomers in the Xuantian Pavilion every year...... It is used as a warning. ”

Chen Wangdu smiled and said, "When you really get started, you can also see ......"

"Big traitor?" Li Mo chewed on the word, and his face became extremely strange.

"By the way, as a new disciple of the Xuantian Pavilion, you can also sign up to participate......"

Chen Wangdu whispered.

"I heard that there are still five big men left......