Chapter Twenty-Five: The Conspiracy of the Cult
Li Mo walked into the dark prison with his hands in his hands, and when he saw the helpless and angry eyes of the iron camel, he knew that he still couldn't get this Shaku to speak.
"Lord!" said Iron Camel respectfully, "He has a hard mouth and has the means to protect his soul, and the old slave is incompetent!"
Shaku, who was tied to the stone pillar, was covered in blood, his face was bloodless, he looked at Li Mo and smiled, "You are very angry, the answer you want is in front of you, but you can't get it." ”
Li Mo sneered contemptuously, "This seat has never thought of stopping your evil cultivation forces, and torturing you is just idle. ”
Shaku's eyes were stunned, and then he roared angrily, "If you kill me, Lao Tzu won't say anything anyway!"
"I killed my son, I only regret my carelessness, I should have killed you on the first day, I shouldn't have kept you!"
"Your son, I want to kill me too. Li Mo sneered, "It was precisely because you didn't want to kill me that night that I spared your life." ”
When Shaku disguised himself as Ning Xiaofu on the first day he came here, Li Mo found him, and what he regretted should be that he took Ning Xiaofu.
"Boom..."
Shaku, who was about to burst and was in a frantic mood, suddenly felt his head buzz, and the person in front of him split into four or five afterimages, and the whole world seemed to stand still.
"Hands-on. Li Mo shouted coldly.
The iron camel saw Shaku's eyes were sluggish and his expression was sluggish, and then a big hand grabbed the top of Shaku's head, as if thousands of wisps of blood poured into Shaku's head.
The pain of his soul tearing made him wake up, but it was too late, his soul had already begun to be torn apart by the iron camel, and he was picking at his memories by the cocoon.
"I... We, God... No, I won't let you go!" Shaku shouted with a hideous expression.
After a few breaths, the iron camel withdrew his palm, and Shaku also passed out, his breath faint.
"He's been resisting, and the old slave can't restore his soul. Iron Camel stared at Shakudao, "Even if you can wake up, you'll only be a stupid person." ”
"Throw him out and leave him to fend for himself. Li Mo instructed to the side.
"Lord, what about the other cultists...?" one of his subordinates asked.
Li Mo turned his gaze to the iron camel, "Have you got the memory?"
Iron Camel nodded, "Got it." ”
"After cleaning up this place, go to the secret room to find this seat. Li Mo turned to leave, and the rest of the scene might be a little cruel, or out of sight.
Soon the iron camel rushed over after dealing with the aftermath, "Venerable Lord, the evil cultivator has a big conspiracy this time, and it is to provoke a fight between sects!"
These words instantly aroused Li Mo's interest, "Oh? ”
"This time, the evil cultivators reappeared, the purpose of which was to make our sect kill each other, and they fanned the flames. ”
"When we are both defeated, the evil cultivators are reaping the benefits of the fishermen, including our Holy Gate. ”
Iron Camel truthfully told the news that Shaku had obtained in his memory, "And they also plan to infiltrate the various sects and cause infighting, in short, to break the balance between the various sects, so as to achieve the goal of world chaos." ”
Li Mo thought about it and nodded, no wonder this time the evil cultivators acted separately and formed so many teams.
In the past, the evil cultivators engaged in sabotage, and all the sects worked together to encircle and suppress it, and finally fled in defeat, but this time it was a long memory, and a different way of playing.
Sow discord, provoke sectarian infighting, and then cause struggles between various sects, and finally make the profit of the fisherman.
No wonder that Shaku is tight-lipped and would rather die than give in.
As soon as this plan is exposed, the evil cultivator forces will be in danger in an instant.
With so many forces scattered, if the various sects and factions turn back to hunt them down, the situation will be reversed in an instant.
"Venerable Lord, do you want to release the news of this conspiracy of the evil cultivators?" Iron Camel asked aloud.
Li Mo shook his head without hesitation and said, "Go back to the Holy Gate first and then make plans." ”
In this world, other sects have great opinions about the Demon Gate, if it weren't for the few Holy Demon Elders enshrined in the Heavenly Demon Palace, it is estimated that the Demon Gate would have been surrounded and suppressed by the major sects a long time ago.
In the evening, Madame Xue brought a finger-thick booklet to him, "Lord, this is the roster of the forces of various sects and factions, and there is a rough record of the main powerhouses in it. ”
Li Mo took the booklet, flipped through a few pages casually, and said, "Well, take care of Fu'er these days, and when she is almost recovered, she will get up and go back to the Holy Gate." ”
Madame Snow respectfully said yes and withdrew.
Li Mo opened the booklet and looked at it, there were nearly two hundred large and small sects.
However, those who dominate these schools can be divided into four schools.
The first major sect was the Wuji Heavenly Sect, and there were nearly half of the sects that had taken refuge in their sect.
The myth about the Wuji Heavenly Sect turned out to be the Heavenly Dao that guarded this world, with heavy responsibilities and masters, and there were even the top powerhouses of this world in the sect.
The second school is the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, which cultivates swordsmanship, and the school has extremely high attainments in swordsmanship, and over time, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion has also occupied a place in this world.
Another big school is Sheng Guangting, who specializes in the flesh, and the melee kung fu is scary, and the summary is that the skin is rough and the meat is thick and can't be beaten, and you will be killed by turning around and punching.
I can be negligent many times, but if you get a move from me, you'll be defeated.
It is precisely like this, there are not a few sects that have taken refuge in Sheng Guangting.
As for the fourth school in this world, it is a bit more complicated.
Because of the Baihuayuan that leads this school, all the factions are women, and they are all beautiful, all of them are natural beauties, and some of them practice the art of charm, and their appearance is like a fairy.
Baihuayuan is not like Heavenly Sword Pavilion and Sheng Guang Court in its own right, but more like it is for the beautiful women of this world.
There are no restrictions on cultivating all kinds of secret techniques in the Hundred Flowers Garden, whether it is swordsmanship or secret weapons, poisonous Gu or charm techniques.
The only restriction is that the entry must be a woman, and the appearance is beautiful, and the ugly woman is no matter how talented she is, she can't enter the door of Baihuayuan.
Li Mo didn't take a closer look at the other small sects one by one, except for the Hundred Flowers Garden and the Wuji Heavenly Sect, which surprised Li Mo a little, the other two major schools were not amazing.
"If you have the opportunity in the future, you must go to Baihuayuan. Li Mo couldn't help but think.
There are all female disciples in a sect who are as beautiful as fairies, whether they really have impeccable figures and postures, and they are all captivating.
It seems that it is not easy for evil cultivators to provoke the struggle between these four major schools.
The Wuji Heavenly Sect is the guardian of the world's heavenly dao, and it is undoubtedly the number one faction in this world, with a profound heritage, and no one dares to provoke it easily.
As for the Heavenly Sword Pavilion and Sheng Guang Ting, there didn't seem to be an unprofitable dispute between them.
Not to mention Baihuayuan, there is no desire, there is no limit, even the cultivation technique is not limited, it is more like a woman getting together to find fun.
After so many years of balance, these four major forces have long been on their own side and do not provoke each other, if this balance wants to be broken, and it is not easy for them to fight to the death?
Suddenly, the corners of Li Mo's mouth twitched, the hairs on his body stood up, and a terrible conjecture popped up in his mind.