The founder of all religions

The five colors are blurred by the Taoist method, and the nine lives are snatched to ascend to heaven.

"The Black Sword's Nine Life Methods..."

Li Mo looked moved. He finally knew what it meant to hear the five swords ringing in unison before ascending to the sky tower during the day...

It was not just a farce, he was inspired by practicing the Nine Life Method, and for three hundred years, the five colors were blurred, and he took away the luck to climb the ancient tower.

"Time, fate!?" Li Mo murmured.

As a disciple of Luofu Mountain three hundred years later, he re-entered the capital just like Heijian did back then. When he first set foot in this place, he had the opportunity of the latter staying in front of the Climbing Sky Tower.

Such an opportunity can only be seen by those who also practice the "Nine Lives Method". It seems to be destined.

Cause and effect are like this, and retribution is unpleasant.

"Good senior!"

Li Mo's eyes widened. At this moment, he had just developed a sense of awe and belonging to Black Sword... this legend of Luofu Mountain.

Rumble…

The five-color blurred air flow was like a small snake in Li Mo's Dantian, and it actually wrapped around Li Mo's eight-inch spiritual root.

Against such a "monster", the "little snake" appears thin and short.

However, at this moment, the five-color air current was like a "mysterious dragon coiling pillar", almost completely attached to the eight-inch spiritual root, blending in with water and milk, and the two resonated.

In an instant, the eight-inch spiritual root glowed with unprecedented splendor.

Li Mo's body shook gently, his muscles and bones roared, and the flowing blood was rejuvenated. Every inch of his muscles was reorganizing and condensing, becoming stronger. Even the inner energy in his Dantian began to compress and transform, from quantity to quality, terrifying The breath was almost breaking through Li Mo's body.

"Strengthened..." Li Mo felt the changes in himself. His muscles were as big as bow strings, as if he could break the house with just a stretch.

The blood in his body has been metabolized for at least a hundred times, and poured into his heart like a water pump. The force generated is almost five times that of the original, and the speed of decomposition and absorption of various substances remaining in the body has also been greatly increased...

"It's interesting..." Li Mo's eyes lit up.

Without breaking through the realm, his body's various abilities have been greatly improved, which is almost impossible based on his original achievements.

After all, Li Mo had put all his strength into this body, and he had even devoured rare items such as the mountain god's treasure medicine before.

The physical body in the Eight Inch Realm has almost reached the limit that humans can touch.

However, nourished by the five-color air current, his body seemed to have broken through this barrier.

Rumble…

The fusion of the five-color air currents continued, and soon the second inch of the spiritual root glowed with bright yellow light. In an instant, Li Mo's spiritual sense was suddenly amplified, and it could easily cover the surrounding area of ​​500 feet.

Immediately afterwards, Li Mo captured many flickering images, floating in the night.

"Dreams...this is the dream around us...almost five times more."

Li Mo finally knew what this five-color air current was doing...

This treasure is strengthening his spiritual roots.

The first inch is the increase in basic abilities such as life, physical body, strength, and inner breath.

The ability of the second inch of spiritual root is [Spiritual Awareness into Dreams], so Li Mo's spiritual sense has also been greatly improved, and his ability to receive dreams has also doubled.

The next moment, the third inch of the spiritual root glowed with a black brilliance, and Li Mo clearly felt the mysterious evil spirit floating in the air.

The ability to refine the zombie demon heart and awaken it [Taiyin Shroud] can only be used in extremely yin places.

In a big city like Wangxuan City, sporadic Xuan Yin evil spirits are almost negligible and cannot be felt at all.

But now, Li Mo has the power to gather these sporadic xuanyin evil spirits. A few become a lot, and they become Taiyin corpse clothes.

Bang bang bang...

The mysterious five-color airflow gradually merged into Li Mo's spiritual roots. In addition to [Spiritual Awareness in Dreams], [Taiyin Shroud], [Fire Immuneness], [Pure Yang Possession], [White Bone Channeling] , the seven major abilities of [Life and Death Pill Method] and [Lifespan Increase] have been improved.

Especially with the increase in longevity, there is less than one circle left of the lifeline originally wrapped around Li Mo's wrist.

But under the nourishment of the five-color air current, it returned to three and a half circles.

"Senior Black Sword, you are simply a great person."

Li Mo regarded Heijian as one of his own from the bottom of his heart, and immediately wanted to burn some paper for him.

This mysterious five-color air flow is even more useful than Shou Yuan. It can do almost anything.

"Um!?"

At this moment, the smile on Li Mo's face suddenly solidified. Before he could slowly savor the unexpected surprise, a sudden shock made his face change instantly.

After the mysterious five-color airflow nourished the eight spiritual roots, it showed no intention of stopping and actually spread toward the ninth-inch spiritual roots that had grown two-thirds.

"Isn't this riding horse just flower fertilizer..."

As soon as Li Mo said those words, he wanted to give himself a slap in the face. Nourished by the mysterious air flow, the ninth-inch spiritual root could not be suppressed after all, and it grew like a broken bamboo.

"The realm of nine inches..."

Li Mo's heart skipped a beat. Stepping into this realm meant the arrival of the Nine Lives Mysterious Tribulation.

However, at this time, Li Mo had not yet figured out the mystery of the [Life-Cutting Knife].

call……

A strong wind suddenly rose outside the house, sounding like waves and blowing the flowing clouds.

"It's going to rain. Go home and collect your clothes quickly."

In the evening in Beicheng, a sharp shout broke the silence of the night.

…

Beicheng, Magen Hutong.

In a quiet little courtyard.

"Qiu Chan, it is expected that you stand out in Hechuan Mansion this time. With your strength, the first place is indeed yours."

In the pavilion, a girl in a red dress chuckled. She was as young as a cardamom, with fair skin, and a lively look between her eyebrows. There was a vague wave around her body. She was obviously a master of the ninth level.

"Xi Lan, so what if I become the number one in Hechuan Mansion? Only when I stepped out did I realize how vast the world is..."

Leng Qiuchan's expression was gloomy, and the image of Li Mo's method of shaking the water into a front by the [Xuanyuan River] appeared in his mind. It is still mysterious and mysterious, making people feel powerless.

She was originally a proud daughter of heaven, and she dominated the crowd in Hechuan Mansion. Even men had to bow their heads. This promotion was due to her high spirits and she wanted to be famous in the world and let those men know that even as a woman, she could conquer them all.

However, ever since she saw Li Mo's methods, the pride in Leng Qiuchan's heart was shattered day by day.

She suddenly felt that after practicing for more than ten years, she might have cultivated into a dog's belly.

"Have you met a master?" Ding Xilan couldn't help but ask.

She and Leng Qiuchan were close friends, and this time they were promoted together. When they entered the Xuantian Pavilion in the future, they would be an offensive and defensive alliance, and they naturally had to take care of each other.

"A master indeed."

Leng Qiuchan's expression was gloomy. That day, she wanted to establish her authority and suppress the momentum of Long Yuan Mansion in front of the special envoy Tian Zilang, and also asked them to retreat in spite of the difficulties and lose their face. Who would have thought of being slapped in the face by Li Mo on the spot.

Thinking about it now, Leng Qiuchan felt ashamed and angry.

"Who are you talking about? I'll help you vent your anger." Ding Xilan sneered.

As best friends, except for men who cannot share, everything else including grudges can be shared.

"Forget it." Leng Qiuchan shook his head.

As a best friend, apart from sharing with men, she didn't want Ding Xilan to get involved in her grudges.

What's more, Leng Qiuchan knew Li Mo's methods, and such masters were definitely not something her best friend could handle.

"Qiu Chan, you look down on me. You and I are in the same realm. Why would I stupidly come to the master you are afraid of?" Ding Xilan sneered.

"Then you are..."

"There are many ways to vent your anger. You have forgotten that my most powerful method at [Miaojue Mountain] is the method of spiritual awareness." Ding Xilan said with a smile.

"Yes, how could I forget this?" Leng Qiuchan was overjoyed.

The spiritual awareness cultivation method of Miaojue Mountain has been passed down from generation to generation. As long as you step into the ninth level and refine the spiritual roots of the Taoism, you will get the true inheritance.

"The method I have cultivated is called [Returning Soul to Dream Heart Technique]..." Ding Xilan said mysteriously.

"Can you enter other people's dreams?" Leng Qiuchan's expression suddenly changed, revealing a strange color.

This ability is so amazing and terrifying.

"That's not possible, unless you practice this skill to the extreme. In the history of our [Miaojue Mountain], only the founder has ever practiced this level."

Ding Xilan's eyes were full of yearning. If one day she could cultivate to the highest level, she would die without regrets.

"Then how do you deal with him?" Leng Qiuchan asked the key.

"Hey, I can use my spiritual sense to leave the body and interfere with his dreams, making him repeat them and unable to wake up..." Ding Xilan said lightly.

This method is difficult to prevent, and even if you wake up, it will be like a serious illness, which is extremely draining of energy.

"Xilan, you are really my good sister..."

"Hehe, your enemy is my enemy. Today I will show him how powerful he can offend our sisters..."

Ding Xilan relied on his own Xuan Gong, so he naturally had no taboos.

"Who is he?"

Leng Qiuchan gave a rough description of Li Mo.

"Can Longyuan Mansion produce such a master?"

Ding Xilan looked strange, but he didn't think much about it. He immediately sat cross-legged and performed his exercises, unsheathing his spiritual sense.

call……

Ding Xilan's spiritual sense was like a gust of fragrant wind, wandering on the streets of Beicheng against the moonlight night.

The courtyard where Long Yuan Mansion is located is not far from the [Ma Gen Hutong] where they settled. In just a moment, Ding Xilan's spiritual sense was found.

"There is a price to be paid for getting involved in the grievances and grievances of the world..."

Ding Xilan sneered, in her eyes it was not easy to get the limelight.

The man named Li Mo would never have imagined that someone would come to look for him while he was dreaming.

The most powerful thing about Ding Xilan’s [Returning Soul to Dreams] is that it’s hard to guard against. Who would have thought that they could be harmed while sleeping and dreaming! ?

"Just come here..."

Ding Xilan's spiritual sense quickly locked onto the room where Li Mo was. Even though she was still in the yard, she could see Li Mo sitting cross-legged, seemingly in meditation.

Buzz…

Ding Xilan sneered in his heart and hurriedly activated the [Returning Soul to Dream Heart Technique] to implement sanctions.

Rumble…

At this moment, a violent sound suddenly broke out around her, like a violent storm or thunder.

Ding Xilan's color suddenly changed. In the blink of an eye, the place where she was was still a small courtyard. Black clouds swept across, the wind howled, and terrifying visions rushed out of Li Mo's room, bombarding her mind...

"This...what is this..."

Ding Xilan screamed in shock. He couldn't believe it. The original calmness on his face disappeared, and was replaced by deep horror.

At this moment, she felt as if she had fallen into a desperate nightmare, with layers of nightmares overlapping each other, making it difficult to escape.

"I...I fell into a dream?" Ding Xilan was stunned and felt unbelievable.

She had no idea that at this moment, Li Mo had entered an unprecedented state, and his ability to enter dreams became extremely strange.

Under this terrifying ability, all spiritual senses that come close will fall into the abyss of despair and will never be able to escape.

"I...I don't want...I don't want..."

In that darkness, Ding Xilan saw the biggest terror in her heart. In order to activate her spiritual sense and suck the brains of the same kind... those people crawled out from the ground, holding their own skulls, and the first ones who bore the brunt were those who loved her most. That little junior brother.

"Ahhhh..."

Ding Xilan screamed, and in an instant, her spiritual sense was wiped out, completely disappearing in the cold courtyard, leaving only a fragrant wind sobbing.

At almost the same moment, Magen Alley.

In the quiet courtyard, Leng Qiuchan was protecting Ding Xilan.

Suddenly, two lines of blood flowed out from Ding Xilan's pressing eyes. She straightened up and fell down directly.

Leng Qiuchan's beauty turned pale, and she hurried forward to check. With just a slight peek, her pupils suddenly shrank.

"Dead...how could...dead!?"

Leng Qiuchan felt that all her strength had been drained from her body. She collapsed on the ground and looked at the body of her former best friend in disbelief. For a moment, she had no idea what had happened.

Rumble…

At this moment, a huge roar came from the sky, pulling Leng Qiuchan back from his thoughts.

The bright moon was still hanging high, but a huge black cloud gathered in the sky above Wangxuan City, looking extremely strange against the moonlight.

At this moment, Li Mo was sitting cross-legged in the room and officially entered the realm of nine inches.

The ninth-inch spiritual root glowed with a gray sheen, and the aura it exuded was actually attracting the black clouds in the sky.

The huge black cloud, accompanied by a terrifying roar, seemed to come from another world, and began to sink toward the center under the horrified gazes.

From a distance, the strange black cloud looks like a huge mouth, seemingly looking for food.

"Ahhh...this...what is this?"

"No...I...I want to return to my own body..."

"Why are you out of control?"

At this moment, bursts of exclamations and screams sounded one after another in the dark night.

There are so many masters and demons hidden in Wangxuan City. It is common for people to practice in the dark and experience spiritual awakening.

However, at this moment, the spiritual senses of those master demons and ghosts were uncontrollably engulfed by the strange black cloud.

"Oh my god...who is so fucking crazy that he dares to make such a move in Wangxuan City?"

Chen Wangdu walked out of the yard and looked up with a look of surprise on his face.

This is not Longyuan Mansion. It is the vice city of Kyoto. It is unbelievable that there is such a big battle at the feet of the emperor. It won't be long before the masters of Xuantian Pavilion will come.

Thinking of this, Chen Wangdu knew that with such a movement, the blame would definitely not be small, but he didn't know who was so unlucky to take the blame.

"It has nothing to do with me anyway."

Chen Wangdu subconsciously glanced at Li Mo's room, but he was still there. He immediately showed a cheerful smile.