The founder of all religions

The person who uses all the laws of heaven and earth to support the Tao seed and creates a different child is the king of heaven and earth, unparalleled in all ages.

This is [Xuantian Tao Seed].

"All Dharmas follow the Tao, and all techniques cultivate seeds!?" Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, almost turning into a thin line.

That day, when he heard Xiao Yunfeng mention this secret from the past, he found it incredible.

More than 900 years ago, His Majesty Shenzong was already the best master in the world. Looking back on ancient times, no one has seen him, even if the heaven and earth are also peaks.

Such an existence, standing on the top of the mountain, may be unable to withstand the cold at high places. If you want to go further, compete with the heaven and earth, master the power of creation, and create an invincible existence that can break the rules of heaven and earth.

Such a state of mind is understandable.

After all, he is the number one master in the world, so he should have such courage.

However, after Shenzong's fear of Qian Tian fell, the plan of [Xuan Tian Tao Seed] should be shelved.

The successors of later generations may not be inferior to their predecessors. They may also have the spirit of Shenzong, but they do not have the strength of Shenzong.

The [Xuantian Dao Seed] that even Shenzong has never created will be successful in future generations?

To put it bluntly, even if it really succeeds, who has the confidence and strength of Shenzong to face this terrifying existence that is "the best in the world"! ?

Especially in today's world, where the imperial power is supreme and the power has lasted for eternity, why should Shenzong continue the hegemony and create such an alternative! ?

But according to what Feng Wannian said, for more than nine hundred years, Xuantian Pavilion has never stopped exploring [Tao seeds]. All the laws in the world, monsters and ghosts in the mountains and seas, rare objects in forbidden areas... and even Xuanmen sword types like Feng Wannian have become... He obtained the qualifications for that weird Tao fetus, and...

"They succeeded?" Li Mo felt incredible.

"When I entered the realm of spiritual breath, I felt a terrifying aura. The sky and the earth were blurred. Suddenly, for an instant, it was like the mother's body calling me, like being lost in the womb..."

Feng Wannian's expression was solemn, even showing deep hostility.

"From that time on, I knew that it was the source of power of the Xuanmen Sword Seed. It was destined to become his treasure from the very beginning of its birth."

Speaking of this, Feng Wannian couldn't help but sneer, and more importantly, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Everyone in the Xuantian Pavilion was in awe of the [Xuanmen Sword Type], which was regarded as having unparalleled talent and unparalleled beauty. From the beginning of its creation, it was nothing more than food.

It's just that such food is hard to find in the world. I don't know how many people have squeezed their heads and risked their lives to stand out and build this career, thinking that they will reach the sky in one step and be different from the immortals from now on. It's really ironic when you think about it.

"Xuantian Tao Seed... I heard that this is the most proud masterpiece of His Majesty Shenzong's life, and it is also his greatest legacy. If it is really created, it stands to reason that it should be earth-shattering and known to the whole world."

Li Mo frowned slightly and raised the questions in his mind.

Swordsmen like Feng Wannian were greeted by visions when they were born, and within half a year, they entered the realm of spiritual breath.

If Xuantian Tao Seed breaks the laws of heaven and earth, if it comes out of nowhere, it will be a world-shattering image.

"Earthshaking..."

Feng Wannian's deep eyes narrowed slightly and he hesitated.

"Perhaps it has already appeared..."

"You should have heard that eighteen years ago, there was a great change in the capital. The fire in September burned the capital..." Feng Wannian's voice became low and cold.

Nowadays, the old people in the capital should remember that eighteen years ago, a fire hit the capital and burned almost half of the capital. The charred corpses piled outside the city almost formed a hill. As for those who were buried and reduced to ashes, It is even more innumerable.

Li Mo once occasionally heard Master Ji mention this past event in Wangxuan City.

According to the figures released by the imperial court, the fire killed more than 3,000 people, but in fact it was far more than zero.

There are only a handful of documents that can be accessed so far about such a world-shattering event, which is indeed a bit strange when you think about it.

"You mean... the catastrophe eighteen years ago was caused by the birth of Xuantian Dao Seed?" Li Mo thought about it carefully, but he felt that it was possible.

After all, the fire itself was very strange, and the court's attitude was even more strange.

"I guess that's it... After nearly a thousand years... that Tao seed finally succeeded. Even if it's not, it's almost the same." Although Feng Wannian wasn't completely sure, he still felt that he was right.

"Since ancient times, Xuantian has changed, and the calamity has been born..."

Li Mo thought thoughtfully, if [Xuantian Dao Seed] really came into being in this life, it would be a terrifying existence that could be the opponent of Shen Sect, and it would secretly break the laws of heaven and earth.

"If Xuantian Taoism really survives, that will be the end of me..." Feng Wannian gritted his teeth.

From the moment he was born, he was destined to complete his Tao seed and become a part of the latter.

Therefore, as a domineering swordsman, Feng Wannian was the first to understand his situation. He chose to kill himself at the peak of his life.

"Back then, I entered the [Mature Miao Realm], but I still destroyed my cultivation... just to suppress the domineering nature of the sword species..." Feng Wannian gritted his teeth.

One method gives rise to all methods, and he follows the method of swordsmanship alone. The higher his cultivation level, the closer the path of return will be.

"Five years ago, you already entered the [Mature Miao Realm]... What a pervert." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

There are nine levels of inner breath and five levels of spiritual breath.

The Growing Miao Realm is the fourth realm, which is a step further than Wang Lingce's [Shangmiao Realm].

Five years ago, Feng Wannian, who was in the Miao realm, was only fourteen years old. This kind of achievement was earth-shattering no matter what era it was.

"This is the horror of [Xuanmen Sword Type]..."

Feng Wannian whispered softly.

In fact, this is determined by the characteristics of the domineering sword species, and the more advanced the cultivation level, the more domineering it becomes.

Like Xu Jiansheng back then, he was a [Celestial Elephant Sword Type], and his improvement in realm was not so scary at all.

"Xu Jiansheng is a waste... If I hadn't just killed myself, how would he be in front of me!?" Feng Wannian sneered.

In his eyes, Xu Jiansheng was just a semi-finished product and not a real swordsman at all.

"Just killed himself!?" Li Mo showed doubts.

"well……"

Feng Wannian sighed: "I feel ashamed to say that I have killed myself nine times in the five years since I entered Luofu Mountain."

Whenever he steps into the realm of spiritual breath, Feng Wannian will destroy his cultivation. Even so, the unique nature of the domineering sword species is still so overbearing that his cultivation cannot stagnate.

"You ride on the horse..."

Li Mo couldn't help but stop in his steps and gave Feng Wannian a blank look.

If ordinary practitioners were to hear such words, they would probably vomit three liters of blood, especially those like Chen Wangdu, who have spent their entire lives practicing hard to reach the Spiritual Breath Realm.

Or maybe it's a monk like Xiao Chaoyuan who has been practicing all his life and has not even reached the nine-inch realm.

"You've tricked me..." Li Mo glanced at him and said calmly.

"Do you think I'm showing off my magical powers?" Feng Wannian shook his head: "If I reach the supreme realm, I will eat food from the Taoist species..."

It's like piglets in a pigsty. Everyone takes pride in being strong and fat and eats desperately, but they don't know that when they are fat, they are ready to be slaughtered.

Therefore, Feng Wannian desperately wanted to lose weight.

In the eyes of people who don't know why, this is simply alien, either pretentious or stupid.

"Isn't there a way to crack it?"

Li Mo's face turned gloomy. He was no longer the ignorant boy he was when he was just starting out. Naturally, he could see that Feng Wannian was in a difficult situation now, which could be described as extremely dangerous.

It is no exaggeration to say that now, he is the fattest pig in the pig pen, and he is still growing meat even without eating or drinking, or even inducing vomiting.

"There is a way!"

Feng Wannian looked up. The two of them went deep into the Xuantian Pavilion, but they came to an ancient palace. The square in the front yard was wide, and in the center stood a monk flag with the bright red word "Zen" printed on it.

"What is this place?"

Li Mo frowned and couldn't help but ask.

As soon as he approached the palace, he felt a strong discomfort, and his spiritual roots in his dantian vibrated, as if he was hostile.

"This is the Demon-Suppressing Palace...the place where the ancestor of Tianchan Mountain suppressed demons..." Feng Wannian said solemnly with a solemn expression.

"A place to suppress demons?"

Feng Wannian nodded: "You know, more than 900 years ago, Shenzong destroyed the law and left three thousand mountain gates. Why are there only five mountain gates that stand high and enjoy the glory alone?"

"Help Shenzong take advantage of others?" Li Mo guessed.

Feng Wannian was stunned and shook his head: "With Shenzong's strength, there is no need to resort to any ingenious skills. The five major sects are so special just because their ancestors were once close relatives of His Majesty Shenzong..."

"The Patriarch of Martial Arts Mountain was once the groom of Shenzong, the Patriarch of Tianchan Mountain turned the scrolls on his palms, the Patriarch of Heiming Mountain was responsible for turning off the lights, the Patriarch of Yaoshen Mountain was the eunuch pharmacist in the palace, and the Patriarch of Riyue Mountain was a boy who played the flute. …”

"It turns out they are all close followers of Shenzong." Li Mo showed a look of surprise.

No wonder the five major gates are deeply rooted in Xuantian Pavilion. Counting them together, they are the same.

"When the Patriarch of Tianchan Mountain was young, he followed His Majesty Shenzong and entered the forbidden areas..."

"The Forbidden Land of Shenzong!"

"He brought out twelve earthen jars from there and placed them in this [Devil-Conquering Hall]..."

"Earth jar? Inside that is..."

"Devil!" Feng Wannian opened his lips slightly and uttered one word.

It is a different kind of creature that does not exist in the human world. It is an indescribable and strange existence. Anyone who touches it will suffer bad luck.

In the past, an eminent monk from Tianchan Mountain had his hands on those earthen jars. As a result, overnight, the deserted villages in the mountains were saved, with white bones used as temples and flesh and blood used to mold the Buddha's body...

The eminent monk had nine heads inserted across his body, and he was sitting on the Buddha lotus altar. He was worshiped with incense wrapped in his hair. The Arhat and Bodhisattva in the temple were all covered with corpses, which was extremely strange.

This temple only existed in the mountains for three days before disappearing and never being found again.

"You don't mean to..."

"Feeding demons with seeds..." Feng Wannian said in a deep voice.

This was the only way he could think of. Xuantian Taoism was no small matter. If he wanted to fight his fate, he could only escape from the power of the forbidden land that even Shenzong kept secret.

"Feeding demons with seeds... maybe I can get rid of the shackles and gain two powers at the same time."

There was a hint of madness in Feng Wannian's eyes.

When he returned to Beijing this time, in addition to accompanying Li Mo to the Xuantian Pavilion, his biggest purpose was to visit the Demon-Suppressing Hall again and pay homage to the strange earthen jar.

"There is another possibility..." Li Mo frowned.

"The two tore apart and swallowed me up..." Feng Wannian said with a bitter smile.

"It's too dangerous." Li Mo said in a deep voice.

"I have no other choice." Feng Wannian shook his head and said: "In fact, I have been here once, and my body has already been contaminated with... that kind of aura."

Having said this, Feng Wannian glanced past the monk flag in the central square and looked at the closed palace.

"I have been trying it with my own body for five years. This method should be feasible... I need to further communicate with the existence in the earthen jar."

"You could die."

Although Li Mo knew that this was the key to Feng Wannian's life and death, he still couldn't help but persuade him.

One careless move will wipe out the path of life and death, with no possibility of coming back again.

"So I ask you to guard the gate for me." Feng Wannian said solemnly.

"The Demon-Suppressing Hall is extremely secretive, and no one usually sets foot there... Occasionally, only the disciples from Tianchan Mountain who have entered the hall, get the opportunity and are allowed to come to worship... But usually, they are unable to enter the main hall."

Feng Wannian said in a deep voice.

The main hall enshrines and suppresses twelve earthen jars brought out from the forbidden area of ​​Shenzong.

Even the disciples of Tianchan Mountain cannot easily get their hands on such an important thing.

But everything is inevitable, and Feng Wannian's life and death entrance does not allow any interference, even if he gets close.

Now, in this Xuantian Pavilion, the only person he could trust and entrust was Li Mo.

"Boss Feng..."

At this moment, a familiar voice came from afar.

Li Mo followed the sound and saw a young man with a vaguely memorable appearance walking towards him.

"Zheng Ji pulls the vegetables...Zheng Ji!?"

"Brother Li, long time no see." Zheng Ji stepped forward to say hello.

"It turns out that you have known each other for a long time...well...you were originally a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion..." Li Mo gave Feng Wannian a deep look.

"Boss Feng, I have prepared everything you asked me to prepare." Zheng Ji nodded.

"The domineering sword type... I never thought you would get a chance to enter the Demon-Suppressing Hall."

Suddenly, a harsh but extremely pleasant sound came from behind.

Li Mo turned around and saw a woman with blond hair slowly walking towards her. She had a hot figure and slender legs, especially the greatness on her chest. If she lowered her head, she would never see her feet.

"Lioness, you have grown up again..."

Feng Wannian glanced at that broad mind and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Thank you for that..." The visitor whispered, with a faint smile on his beautiful face.

"You give me milk to boil papaya, and I give you wolfberry to make scented tea. One will grow bigger, the other will become stronger. Let's create greater glory together... How about?"

"Hahaha, I haven't seen you for five years, you have learned to be humorous..." Feng Wannian laughed dryly.

"Her name is Shi Mingfei, and she is the lion guarding the gate here."

Feng Wannian leaned close to Li Mo's ear and whispered softly.

"lion!?"

Li Mo was startled, and his eyes couldn't help but light up. Over the years, he had seen a lot of fox girls, cat girls, rabbit girls, but he had never played with a lion girl... A female lion can be so hot when she becomes a demon! ?

"Buddhist temples like to use lions to protect their hair, which is bright and upright..." Feng Wannian explained.

"You actually brought an outsider here...you should know the rules..."

Concubine Shi Ming's eyes finally fell on Li Mo. To her, Li Mo was unfamiliar.

You know, even if Feng Wannian was able to get a chance to enter the Demon-Conquering Palace, she was surprised. An outsider was not even qualified to enter this courtyard.

"He is not an outsider..."

Feng Wannian shook his head: "I entrust my life and death to him."

As soon as these words came out, Concubine Shi Ming's expression suddenly changed, her beautiful eyes couldn't hide the surprise, and she couldn't help but look at Li Mo again.

"Don't persuade me..." Feng Wannian turned around and looked at Li Mo: "Although I have many options, this matter... is the only way I can go."

"You just go ahead..."

Li Mo was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"I'm here, you and I share the fate of life and death!"

A word may sound light, but it is like a thousand miles of mountains and rivers, weighing heavily on the dust of the world.

Thanks to Tiandi Duxing 1, Hunyuan What Sect’s Great Disciple, Chen Mo Yi, and Novel 19 for the rewards! ! ! I'll give you what I have today first, and I'll start paying off my debt tomorrow. I'll update it twice a day, with 8,000 words, for a week, and I'll never break my promise.