The founder of all religions

It snowed in the capital for three consecutive days, and it was rare to see bright sunshine.

After struggling all night, Li Mo had no intention of sleeping anymore, so he rode Kui Gang into the city at dawn.

Inside the Dragon Pavilion.

Master Ji hugged a "Tang Pozi" and leaned against the window. The golden charcoal in the stove was burning red and bright.

"Why are you so early today?"

"Come and see you..."

Li Mo said casually, then sat opposite Master Ji and followed his gaze out the window.

"What are you looking at?"

"The girl from the house opposite got married yesterday."

"What does it have to do with you? Your mistress?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Get out of here." Master Ji glared at her fiercely: "I am so clean and self-sufficient that I don't even know what a concubine is."

"Then what are you sighing about here?"

"That girl is not a fuel-efficient lamp... She is usually the most hospitable, but a black butterfly like this actually asked the groom's family for a house with two entrances and two exits, and a car..." Master Ji hugged her tightly. "Tang Pozi," he said softly.

"Thousands of people have tasted the black butterfly, asking for a car and a house...I heard that the groom's family dug up all the ancestral graves."

"What does it have to do with you? It's not like you dug up your ancestral graves." Li Mo rolled his eyes.

"You didn't understand what I meant..." Master Ji looked at Li Mo.

"There are not many good girls nowadays, and you don't want me to meet such a vampire butterfly... I think your senior sister is pretty good..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Li Mo said with a smile: "What kind of butterfly can suck your house dry?"

The Prince of Zhennan is dominating the world. He is the overlord of the world, and he is also the richest enemy of the country. Which girl do you think can dare to ask the Prince of Zhennan to dig up their ancestral graves?

What's more, Li Mo knew that Master Ji's marriage was most likely to marry a princess.

Once he gets married, the dowry alone will be a wealth that most people can't even dream of in their lifetime.

"If I can marry your senior sister, I will be your brother-in-law, and we will marry you... From now on, you can walk sideways in the capital." Master Ji encouraged.

"I'm walking sideways now too." Li Mo said in surprise: "Who doesn't know that I'm yours?"

"What the hell..."

Master Ji's eyes suddenly widened: "Don't tell me that you are causing trouble outside. You will be punished by my name."

"I definitely didn't repay you, but given our relationship, I don't know if they would think so." Li Mo spread his hands and made a helpless gesture.

"What the hell..."

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Li Mo raised his hand and interrupted Master Ji's greeting in time.

"It has been some time since King Zhennan came to Beijing... I would like to pay him a visit."

"Meet him?" Master Ji said seriously: "Why do you think of this? Don't tell me that you are respecting your elders..."

"There is indeed something..."

In front of Master Ji, Li Mo didn't talk in circles.

"I don't have a problem with you wanting to visit the old man. The problem is that I don't know where he is."

"What? Then how do you see him?"

"He was the one who found me... I want to see him, so I can only wait."

"Are you his biological child?" Li Mo's expression became increasingly weird.

"Nonsense!" Master Ji glared fiercely: "You don't understand our old man. He doesn't like the capital very much, so even if he goes to the capital, his whereabouts are extremely erratic. Apart from the palace, I'm afraid only one person knows where he is. "

"who?"

"follow me."

Master Ji stood up with Mrs. Tang in his arms and led Li Mo out of the door. The two walked through the snow and turned six streets before stopping in front of a blacksmith shop at the entrance of an alley.

"Is there a blacksmith shop?" Li Mo looked at the crooked characters on the signboard and felt that the name was special and a bit sloppy.

"Why did you bring me to the blacksmith shop?"

Li Mo glanced around and saw that many shops had not yet opened in the early morning, and the fire in the blacksmith's shop had not yet been lit, but there were still sparks in the stove and the residual heat was still there.

Generally, the furnaces in old blacksmith shops will not go out.

"The person you are looking for is here."

Master Ji lifted the curtain and walked in, followed closely by Li Mo. As soon as he entered the door, he saw sheets of shiny yellow cowhide hanging on the wall, with a red dot the size of a fist lit in the center.

"This is really no ordinary blacksmith shop." Li Mo glanced at it and saw some clues.

This kind is not an ordinary cow, but the [Iron Skin Yellow Turban Cow] from the Bibo Mountain in the East China Sea.

Rumor has it that this kind of cow is a strange species, a spirit in the mountains. It seduces the cow, gives birth to a child in its belly, drinks mountain springs and eats alchemy grass since childhood, and its cowhide is comparable to iron armor.

There is a kind of [Yellow Ox Armor] in the army, which is made from this kind of cowhide.

Many wealthy nobles specially customize this kind of yellow cowhide to practice bowing, horse riding and shooting on their backs. Only a bow of at least thirty stone can leave marks on this kind of leather.

Just by looking at the cowhide, you can tell that this blacksmith shop is not just for making kitchen knives or sharpening scissors.

"I call the boss here Uncle Chen... he has been in our palace since he was a child. Later, when I came to Beijing, he followed me and opened a blacksmith shop here, which is considered his old profession."

"Uncle Chen!?" Li Mo was stunned and his expression became a little strange.

"Uncle Chen has known my father since he was young, so he is the only one in the entire capital who knows where my father is."

"come in."

As he spoke, Master Ji introduced Li Mo into the inner hall with ease. As soon as he entered, a very special and complex aroma hit his face.

Li Mo looked up and saw strange portraits of monsters and ghosts hung on the walls of the inner hall, each enshrined with incense.

"Huh? What are these? This Uncle Chen seems to be wrong." Li Mo curled his lips and said.

"Don't talk nonsense..." Master Ji shouted in a deep voice.

"You may not know that before the Shenzong destroyed the Dharma, there were many mortals and even cultivators offering sacrifices to the great powers of demons and ghosts in exchange for abilities... This is an extremely powerful Dharma lineage, and there are many practitioners..."

Master Ji explained: "It's just that later, the Shenzong destroyed the Dharma and regarded this kind of Dharma lineage dedicated to the practice of demons and ghosts as obscene sacrifices and uprooted it..."

"This lineage has disappeared since then."

While he was talking, Master Ji walked up to a picture, which showed a demon with a goat's head and a human body. He clasped his hands together in a posture of cultivation, and his lower abdomen was swollen, as if he had six fleshy balls.

"This is called the Argali Immortal Official... It is said that as long as you offer sacrifices to him, you can strengthen your kidneys and activate your spirit. Some powerful ones can even grow six kidneys."

"Six kidneys? Can you bear it?" Li Mo said in surprise.

"Who says it isn't?"

Master Ji curled his lips, and an imperceptible luster flashed in his eyes.

The so-called kidneys store essence. Once six kidneys grow, there will be a steady stream of energy that can be squandered.

Because of this, before Shenzong destroyed the law, there were many monks offering sacrifices to [Argali Immortal Official], and even more mortals.

"And this tiger fairy..."

Master Ji walked to another portrait, which showed a colorful tiger pouncing on a woman.

"It is said that worshiping this kind of demon can bring spring back to dead trees, old clams can grow pearls, and old wood with rotten roots can sprout again..."

"this……"

The expression on Li Mo's face became weirder and weirder the more he listened. This room seemed a bit unserious.

"Little Chicken, you now regard this place as the hut of your prince's palace. You come as soon as you say... and you even brought someone here..."

At this moment, a cold sound came from outside, as heavy as the impact of a hammer.

"coming."

Master Ji's eyes lit up and he led Li Mo out.

As soon as Li Mo came out, he saw a man in his fifties in the shop. He was limping on crutches, with his back to Li Mo and Master Ji, and was adding coal to the stove.

"Don't look around."

Master Ji tugged at the corner of Li Mo's clothes, leaned into Li Mo's ear, and whispered in a low voice: "I heard that Uncle Chen was very romantic when he was young. The nuns in the mountains all put out the green lamps in front of the bed and swept away the incense in front of the Buddha. , I chased him on the pole and had to marry him, but then Uncle Chen provoked a very powerful widow and had one of his legs broken..."

"Isn't this the same as you? Sooner or later you will..."

Li Mo hasn't finished speaking yet.

"Little Chicken, I'm old, not dead. Do you think I can't hear you?"

At this moment, Uncle Chen turned around, with a sloppy beard and long hair covering his face. Such an unkempt appearance had nothing to do with romance.

He staggered over on crutches, his face was red, smelled of alcohol, he burped, and his mouth smelled of leeks, kidneys and oysters.

"Uncle Chen." Master Ji greeted: "He is my friend, Li Mo."

"Li Mo...surnamed Li!?"

Uncle Chen was stunned for a moment and took a deep look at Li Mo. Then he looked away and fell on Master Ji.

"Is Jiba here?"

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

"My father Xingba, people he knows well are called Master Jiba, and those he knows more well are called Jiba... However, my father doesn't like this title very much. Generally, people named Jiba have a grudge against him."

Master Ji smiled awkwardly and said, "Uncle Chen, don't you know whether my father is here or not?"

"I came today just to see him."

After saying this, Master Ji himself felt strange that his son would ask someone to find a relationship with me when he met me. This was not like his own biological son.

"You want to see him?"

Uncle Chen glanced at Li Mo, but said calmly: "I have a big job to do recently, but I don't have time to help you find Ji Ba."

"Big job? Is this it?"

Master Ji looked at the iron frame next to Uncle Chen and couldn't help but say.

There were iron chains hanging from the four corners of the iron frame, and there were shackles on it. In addition, there were cowhide ropes wrapped around the frame.

"This thing..."

Li Mo raised his eyelids slightly, feeling that he had seen him before.

"Little chicken, although you are wandering around in the mortal world, it seems you still don't know the fun of it." Uncle Chen sneered.

"What fun?"

"Hehe, a gentleman's nature is not different. He is good at things and fake things. Only with it can the happiness of the boudoir be reached...this is not something that can be bought with money."

Uncle Chen looked at Master Ji, then at Li Mo, and showed a meaningful smile.

"Could this be..." A hint of enlightenment came into Master Ji's eyes, and he seriously looked at the instrument again.

"You really know how to play."

"What's this?" A trace of pride appeared on Uncle Chen's face.

That is the pride of the craftsman.

"I have a set of unique skills for pressing boxes, called the Twenty-Eight Weapons in the Room. Once built, it can make widows cry, martyrs beg to kneel, and monks want to commit crimes every night... I will give you a set later."

"Uncle Chen... we'll talk about it later." Master Ji said with a smile.

"Young people, you don't know the joy of exploring the reproduction of life..."

"This baby can be improved and improved..."

At this moment, Li Mo spoke.

"Um!?"

Uncle Chen rolled his eyes and looked at Li Mo.

His shop has been open for more than ten years, and no one has ever been able to criticize his works.

"There is a hollow bench in the center of this shelf, and an iron mallet is suspended. It is driven by gears and can move up and down. The speed and amplitude can be controlled manually, which must be magical."

The enlightenment education Li Mo received in his previous life must be above that of Ji Shi. Even if he has never eaten pork, he has seen pig meat.

"Wonderful...it's really wonderful..."

When Uncle Chen heard this, a different kind of brilliance appeared in his eyes, like a flash of lightning in the dark night, so bright that it was scary.

"I didn't expect that, young man, you are so talented at such a young age... It's not simple, it's not simple..."

Uncle Chen looked at Li Mo and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up and praised him.

Master Ji couldn't help showing a strange look in his eyes.

This is the first time he has seen Uncle Chen praise a junior like this. At the same time, this is also the first time he has seen such a perverted Li Mo.

"Young man, you are so ingenious..." A new drawing has appeared in Uncle Chen's mind. The more he thinks about it, the more interesting it becomes. The picture and dubbing are both there.

"My love for you is not in vain either."

After saying this, Uncle Chen turned around and rummaged through the cabinets. After a while, he took out a piece of blue iron ore, only the size of a palm, with blood lines on it.

"This little gadget is for you."

"What is this?" Li Mo could tell at a glance how extraordinary this piece of iron ore was. The frail brilliance contained extremely terrifying life energy, and even the cutting edge in his body cheered.

"This is called Blue Silver Iron." Uncle Chen said calmly.

It is said that in ancient times, there was a strange plant called Blue Silver Grass. After death, it was buried in the ground and mixed with the bones of various animals. Over time, this strange metal was formed.

This strange metal not only has strong plasticity, but also has huge potential, and can grow and evolve with the host's cultivation.

Therefore, this metal is extremely precious, and ordinary spiritual soldiers are reluctant to use it for forging.

Uncle Chen said it was a gadget, but in fact it was extremely valuable.

"Thank you, Uncle Chen." Li Mo didn't refuse. He could feel the blade's desire for this piece of metal. If he hadn't pressed it, the blade would have flown out long ago.

"Uncle Chen, then my father..." Master Ji struck while the iron was hot and did not forget about business.

"Come back in two days, and I will take you...you guys to see him." Uncle Chen said casually.

"Okay, thank you Uncle Chen."

Master Ji grinned lightly: "Then let's say goodbye first."

"If you don't leave, are you still waiting for me to keep you for dinner?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mo had already picked up the blue silver iron and left with Master Ji.

"Tsk, tsk... Yes, you also saw it. That kid had a shady thing hidden on his body... That thing turned out to be a sword... It's very interesting."

Without looking back, Uncle Chen fanned the bellows and blew up the fire in the stove.

In the corner, half-buried in a pile of scrap iron ore, was a sword embryo, crooked, rusty, and not yet formed. It hummed softly at this moment, causing the surrounding scrap iron to tremble.

"It just so happens that his surname is also Li...it's really interesting."

Uncle Chen sighed, and the scrap metal and gravel rolled down, submerging the sword embryo again!

There has been something urgent at home these past two days, so I owe a chapter, so I will make up for it tomorrow! !