Ghost King Sect!?

The moment Li Mo heard this name, a look of surprise couldn't help but swell up in the depths of his trance-like eyes, and a shadow gradually appeared in his mind.

"One day, I will open a sect, bless the ghosts of the world, pass on the law, and call the ghost king!"

"If I start a sect, I will serve Engong as my ancestor."

"One of my veins, if there is a thousand autumns, I will worship from generation to generation, burn incense with sincerity, and thank the ancestors for their kindness."

At the top of the Yin Mountain, the black clouds crossed, under the blue moon, the ghosts gathered, and the white shadow drifted away, just like the first time I saw it in the temple......

Bright as the moonlight, misty and shadowy, uncertain, life and death are impermanent.

"Ghost King Sect...... Ghost King Sect ......" Li Mo muttered softly, thoughtful.

All kinds of that day, such as in front of you, the scenes seem to be fleeting, unforgettable.

Bai Xiaoqian said that when she started a sect, she had the courage to carry all the ghosts in the world.

Ten thousand ghosts are hidden, and they are kings. The world is insignificant, and he is called the ghost king.

"What? You know!? ”

Gu Pingfan seemed to notice the change in Li Mo's mood and asked lightly.

"Never heard of it." Li Mo shook his head, and his expression returned to normal.

"I'll take this errand."

"Young people, it's good to be motivated."

Gu Pingfan nodded, he always stood with his hands in his hands, staring at the stone tablet in front of him, his fat body rising and falling slightly rhythmically.

"However, this matter involves the Mountain Sect...... Wumen will also cooperate in handling cases, so you should pay a little attention. ”

Gu Pingfan's words changed sharply, and he made some points.

The world is full of martial arts, and the martial arts are in charge of monsters and supervise the mountain gate.

For this kind of emerging sect, it is naturally within the scope of the authority of the martial arts sect's supervision, and if it weren't for the sudden emergence of the [Ghost King Sect] suspected of being involved in the return to the ruins, the task of clearing and suppressing should fall on the head of the martial sect.

Now it can be regarded as a cross-yamen collaborative case.

"I see." Li Mo nodded thoughtfully.

The water in the Xuantian Pavilion is very deep, just from this case, you can get a glimpse of one or two, it seems that the case is handled collaboratively, but who is the main case, but it is very particular, it involves the initiative in the case handling process, and there is the distribution of the final credit.

"It's not easy to mix." Li Mo sighed.

Although he is now blending into the establishment, it is precisely because of this that he feels more and more that entering the establishment is just the starting point, and it is much more difficult to get mixed in it like a fish in water than to practice.

"This case is done, and the Xuantian Dao fetal qi is yours." Gu Pingfan sighed softly.

What he meant was that this was Li Mo's first test after entering the Xuantian Pavilion, and it was also the guarantee for successfully obtaining the [Xuantian Dao Fetal Qi].

As soon as the words fell, Gu Pingfan finally moved his steps and turned around.

At this moment, Li Mofang realized that the clothes of this Hongmen master had already been soaked with sweat, and his chubby face was red with blood.

A vast artistic conception rolled from the monument behind him, like a stormy wave, like flowing clouds, like thunder, like a fog...... Bizarre and all-encompassing.

In a trance, Li Mo saw that there were two deep sword marks on the ancient inscription, one black and one white, like yin and yang, like years rushing.

Just one glance, it seems like you are about to fall into it, and you can't extricate yourself.

"What is this?"

Li Mo glanced at it, and he was fascinated, fascinated, his eyes were like nails, and he couldn't pull them out again.

"This is the [Grinding Sword Stone] ......" Gu Pingfan glanced at Li Mo, and moved his body slightly, blocking his gaze.

Li Mo came to his senses, only to find that his clothes had been soaked with sweat, and the spiritual breath in the dantian was actually more than half empty.

"This ......"

"According to legend, this [Sword Grinding Stone] was brought out from that place by His Majesty the Divine Sect, and it has been hidden in this small courtyard since the establishment of Hongmen."

Gu Pingping's eyes were slightly condensed, flashing with a different kind of brilliance.

"Take the body as the sword, and the god as the edge...... Young man, your sword can't stand the sharpening of this stone. ”

At this point, Gu Pingfan sighed slowly, and a touch of loneliness appeared on his chubby face.

"Ancient swordsmen are like stars, and how many people are sharp?"

Only by sharpening the sword in this way can only reach the peak of the sword path can it leave sword marks on this [Sharpening Sword Stone].

"The pinnacle of kendo!?"

Li Mo thought for a while, and subconsciously looked at the ancient stone tablet again, and the vast artistic conception came to his face again.

The two sword marks, one black and one white, are shocking and awe-inspiring.

"In the past five hundred years, only two people have left sword marks on this [Sword Grinding Stone]......"

Gu Pingfan's voice was calm, but the depths of his condensed eyes were full of deep longing, which was the pursuit and yearning for the ultimate in swordsmanship.

Throughout the ages, there have been a few people who can stand on the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and in that realm, if they can get a glimpse of their true face, they will have no regrets even if they die.

Chaowen said, death at night is enough.

"Who?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

At this moment, Wang Lingce next to him couldn't help but have a different color.

He had also heard of this [Grinding Sword Stone], and the Standing Stone of the Divine Sect was not discovered until five hundred years ago.

However, for 500 years, only two sword marks have been left on it.

"Black Sword!"

Gu Pingfan muttered softly and spit out a name.

"Sure enough!"

Li Mo's heart chuckled, although he had expected it, but when he heard this name from the mouth of the master of Hongmen, there were still ups and downs in his heart.

Three hundred years ago, the black sword was born, although it was notorious, but only when he entered the Xuantian Pavilion, this man's dusty past began to be slowly revealed in front of Li Mo.

"For three hundred years, he was the leader of the sword path and stood at the pinnacle."

Gu Pingfan whispered in a condensed voice, his fiery gaze staring at the jet-black sword mark.

"What about the other one?"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Pingfan's eyes trembled slightly, and he was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and spit out a name.

"White-clothed Sword Immortal!"

"Eight Great Demon Immortals!? Can he run here and leave a sword mark? Li Mo said in surprise.

Xuantian Pavilion is the state religion of Daqian.

The eight great demon immortals in the world, although they have established a demon and ghost hall, and are the top masters in the world, it stands to reason that it is impossible to run to the Xuantian Pavilion.

"That was a long time ago...... Three hundred years ago, the white clothes and black swords ...... These two great kendo leaders have intersected, and the lineage has been passed down from generation to generation, and the world is afraid of ......"

Gu Pingfan was in a deep trance, muttering softly.

"Has the white-clothed sword immortal lived for so long? It's been almost 500 years......" Li Mo sighed.

Extrapolating in this way, the sword leader of one of the eight demon immortals really intersected with the black sword.

"The white-clothed sword fairy knows the black sword ......"

"Their relationship is complicated."

Gu Pingfan shook his head, as if he was unwilling to stay on this topic for longer, and immediately waved his hand.

"These two sword marks contain subtleties...... For many years, many disciples have wanted to comprehend the magic of kendo from it......" Gu Pingfan chuckled.

"If you're interested, you can stop by and see ......"

As he spoke, Gu Pingfan took out a bronze key and threw it to Li Mo.

This small courtyard is extremely special, and ordinary Hongmen disciples are not qualified to enter.

Today, Gu Pingfan can be regarded as breaking the old routine and giving Li Mo a certificate of passage.

"Thank you, Master."

Li Mo held the bronze key tightly and entered the establishment of the imperial court, and sure enough, the benefits continued, and all kinds of benefits emerged in endlessly.

Especially as the new leader, Li Mo obviously felt the care and attention from the leadership.

"But your realm is still low, and it is no different to watch it for a long time, don't indulge in it." Gu Pingfan reminded.

"I understand." Li Mo nodded.

"Go ahead, I'll have someone hand over the file about the [Ghost King Sect] to you later."

Gu Pingfan waved his hand, representing the successful conclusion of today's conversation.

Li Mo saluted and withdrew from the quiet courtyard with the bronze key.

"Door master, you ...... How did you give him the key? ”

Wang Lingce looked at Li Mo's distant figure, and finally couldn't help but say.

"This young man is good, he didn't pass out when he first saw [Grinding Swordstone]...... Much better than you. Gu Pingfan said lightly.

When Wang Lingce heard this, his old face turned red, when he first saw the [Grinding Sword Stone], he passed out directly on the spot, incontinent, and only woke up after three days and three nights.

"Even if he has some talent, it is too dangerous to comprehend these two sword marks." Wang Lingce couldn't help but say.

One black and one white, two sword marks, contain mysteries, but they also hide murderous intentions.

Over the years, there have been very few Hongmen disciples who have been able to comprehend things from it, but there are many who have been hit hard by the backlash.

Even Gu Pingfan, as the master of the Hongmen Gate, at most, he only used the pressure of these two sword marks to sharpen himself, but he was never able to explore the mystery and gain any epiphany and power.

"Of course he can't comprehend something......"

Gu Pingfan smiled, he naturally knew that for Li Mo, these two sword marks were too few.

However, as the leader of the new list, he killed the biggest popular seed of this year, and it is inevitable that he will be arrogant, so he will use this to beat it, but it is excellent to sharpen the edges and corners.

"When he hits the nail a few times, he will know what it means to have a sky outside the sky."

Gu Pingfan looked at the direction where Li Mo was going, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

Bang......

At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly appeared.

Gu Pingfan's face was pale, and he turned around suddenly, and he was shocked to find that a crack had appeared on the [Grinding Sword Stone] that had stood here for nine hundred years, running through the black sword mark, which was shocking and could not be ignored.

"Crack...... Cracked ......"

Wang Lingce screamed and hurriedly covered his mouth.

"How...... How could it crack? Gu Square's eyes widened, looking at his hands in disbelief, and a look of surprise gradually appeared on his chubby face.

"Did I break through!?"

Gu Pingfan muttered softly, his excited body trembling slightly.

"Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master, thousands of generations, great achievements."

Wang Lingce was deaf and clear-sighted, and bowed directly.

"Hahaha, this month, the salaries of all Hongmen disciples have doubled."

Gu Pingfan laughed loudly, and the laughter rumbled like a heavy bell, echoing in the quiet courtyard.

……

Leave Hongmen and walk out of the Xuantian Pavilion.

Li Mo suddenly stopped, and couldn't help but look back at the state religion of the current dynasty.

His fists were clenched, his face flushed, and his trembling body could no longer bear it.

At this moment, in the depths of Li Mo's dantian, the spirit seedling that had just been spawned by smelting the [Nine Lives Method] exuded a gray brilliance.

Suddenly, a black sword light slowly rose, only the size of a thumb, growing strong, and suddenly condensed a dark black sword pill.

The runes on the surface of this dark sword pill flickered, like starlight boiling, and the sword intent around it ran around, exuding a terrifying and terrifying aura.

Thundered......

At this moment, Li Mo's body couldn't stop shaking the air, and the terrifying sword intent emanated from all around him, shaking the ground under his feet.

The clouds in the sky gradually dispersed.

"It's ......"

Li Mo's complexion changed suddenly, and he was startled, such a terrifying atmosphere became more and more intense.

He looked up and saw that the sky had changed slightly, and black clouds were slowly gathering from all directions.

"It's going to rain, hurry up and go home and collect your clothes."

Not far away, an exclamation shook half the street.

At this moment, at Li Mo's dantian, the dark black sword pill became more and more terrifying, and the runes on the surface were full of mystery, as if they were going to continue to deduce, changing and killing mysteries.

"You can't show off your prestige here."

Li Mo's eyes sank suddenly, and he hurriedly ran the [Nine Lives Method], urging the dantian spirit seedling, and the gray luster flowed like mercury, surging towards the dark black sword pill.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, the gray aura was like a sword scabbard, sealing the dark sword pill, and the terrifying sword intent instantly converged, and the terrifying vision also dissipated.

Li Mo exhaled deeply, the bruised muscles slowly calmed down, and the blood and qi around his body also returned to the orifices, and when he looked up, the black clouds that had not yet gathered were instantly dispersed.

"Scared me."

Li Mo muttered softly, feeling the [Black Sword Pill] hidden in the dantian, and couldn't help but show a greedy smile.

"Black Sword Vein? Hey...... It's a big killer, good thing. ”

As he spoke, Li Mo subconsciously turned his head, glanced at the gate of the Xuantian Pavilion again, and then straightened himself up and quickly left the scene.

Tonight, he wants to study this sudden opportunity and sleep with it.

……

It was late at night.

Deep mountains and rivers, the peaks are undulating like evil dragons, the backs are distinct, and they are meandering on the earth.

The fierce mountain wind roared like a roar, and in a trance, a red lantern lit up, looming on the narrow mountain road.

Suddenly, in the terrifying wind, countless ghosts appeared, like hidden in the mist, with clear claws and craggy skulls......

Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and the creatures retreat.

In the whimpering demon wind, a white bone sedan chair was suspended in the air, a hundred ghosts opened the way, a red light led the way, and the terrifying vision made the demon hunters dozens of miles away silent and did not dare to come forward.

"Master, there is a demonic spirit there."

"Shut up, it's just windy at night."

"Master, there seems to be a group of demons dancing there."

"Fart, it's cloudy in the mountains, it's just going to rain."

"Master......"

"Don't call me master when you step on a horse."

In the dilapidated mountain temple, an elderly demon hunter raised his hand with a hand knife, knocking his little apprentice unconscious, and his trembling eyes looked at the mountains in the distance, full of fear.

"Sect Master, the master of returning to the ruins is here."

On the cold mountain road, a low roar resounded, like a hundred ghosts roaring in unison, men, women and children mixed in it, wrapped in deep awe.

"Got it!"

At this moment, a slow and ethereal voice resounded from the crimson sedan chair, rippling with the majesty of a great master.

All the ghosts shouted in unison, shaking the mountains and wilderness, and the sand and stones were walking.

The jumping lanterns are like the emotions of the ghosts, with irrepressible excitement and awe.

At this moment, the true body of the Ghost King Sect Master has arrived!!

Thank you Murong Yue, a person's pantomime, and a book friend 20201008134921795 for the reward!!

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