The Lord of Ghost

It takes time to refine the flag, but not the urn. Mo Li just melted the black soil into the urn. It took shape without engraving runes or patterns.

Looking at the urn with the mysterious black soil in front of him, its color has changed from gray to black, quiet black, like the abyss.

After looking at it for a long time, it seemed to be swallowed by the boundless black, and his soul fell into confusion.

Now, the rest of the utensils are still being refined, and he can only wait.

During the waiting period, Mo Li went to the treasure house of [Tianyu Dynasty] and found several high-grade treasures, and at the same time asked for the ancient book source law about the sword.

When the fragments of the fairyland secret realm were found, Mo Li found that his attack power was insufficient when fighting Qin Yang.

The swing of the sword was tangible but unintentional, lacking the corresponding magical power and the perception of the rhyme of the Tao. This shortcoming became more and more obvious later.

So Mo Li planned to take the path of the sword.

At first, he had used a sword and cultivated the "sword heart" in a very short time, which was considered a glimpse of the threshold of the sword path.

But now Mo Li plans to give up the sword path.

For him, there is no difference between the sword and the knife, both of which are his means of quick killing.

Yes, the reason why Mo Li entered the sword path was, on the one hand, because he had a fragment of the sword path after devouring Gongsun Xuanjian's soul, and on the other hand, because the sword method was very efficient in harvesting lives.

It was obviously much faster than the punch-by-punch killing.

………………

Time passed little by little.

Two days later, the gravel on the ground began to shake.

Mo Li's sword path was realized in a very short time, and his soul light bloomed like the sun, violent and grand, and even produced a soul light ring, hazy and deep, far exceeding the power of soul light in the same realm.

The contemporary emperor looked up at the soul light that was like the blazing sun. The light was unprecedentedly terrifying. At least no one he had ever heard of, including the geniuses in history, could match it.

But Mo Li's soul light was indeed cold, as if it came from hell. When he probed it, he could actually feel a slight piercing pain.

You know, the soul light of a living being is warm like the breeze. It is the illusion of the perception of the avenue and the light that illuminates the way ahead. No living being has ever been seen to have such a piercing cold.

The soul light was as grand and brilliant as the blazing sun, but it was cold and icy. The strange things surprised the contemporary emperor.

Suddenly, a hole appeared on the top of the sky, and a rosy glow leaked out, accompanied by a lingering fairy sound, like the humming of the avenue, resonating with Mo Li's soul light.

"Have you realized the truth?" The contemporary emperor was surprised.

To be honest, the contemporary emperor never expected that he could comprehend the sword intent in such a short time, so he could only remain silent.

Because he knew that before, Mo Li did not follow the Dao of the Sword, but more of the Dao of the Sword. He was a quasi-saint, and could sense the general Dao rhythm and judge the other party's path.

In fact, only Mo Li knew the secret of being able to quickly realize the Dao.

Because Mo Li devoured too many ghosts, the thoughts and memories of these ghosts were fragmented and chaotic, but when Mo Li's soul light shone, there would be particularly scattered and scattered perceptions pouring into Mo Li's mind.

In other words, his Dao comprehended the incomplete memories of countless dead souls, and this memory was like a violent torrent, pouring in all at once.

The advantage is: he can comprehend the flashing Dao intent like a revolving lantern.

But the disadvantage is also obvious: he feels like he is going to split and split! There are too many useless whispers mixed in the perception of the Dao, and his nerves are constantly washed and impacted.

At this time, the sound of the Dao echoed, and the humming sound was like the echo of the vibrating sword. Every clang made Mo Li's soul light as bright as the day, washing away the dirt and breaking through the fog ahead.

Faintly, the sky flashed with a sharp blade light, cutting through the clouds, splitting the entire sky in two, presenting a spectacular scene of clouds splitting apart.

But the target of the Dao blade light was not the clouds, but Mo Li who had attained enlightenment.

In an instant, the Dao light turned into a blade that cut through the sky, accompanied by a violent sound of broken wind, and slashed towards Mo Li's soul light and blazing sun.

If he could withstand the killing of the Dao blade light, it would mean that Mo Li was qualified to continue on this road.

Swish!

The Dao light rune bloomed violently, but the dazzling Dao light condensed into an extremely sharp blade light after the brilliance. At this moment, the sky was half broken, and a violent wind suddenly rose on the flat ground, and the momentum of all things turned into the sword intent.

I saw a flash like a meteor burst out, and I could only capture a blurred afterimage.

Boom!

Countless ancient books of Taoism were suspended around Mo Li, and the afterglow of the great Dao of soul light was humming, and then it was silent under the blade light that made the world pale.

The contemporary emperor couldn't help swallowing a spit.

He found that he couldn't see through Mo at all, and the so-called evildoer was hard to describe.

There are also strengths and weaknesses when entering the Dao, and the grand visions of heaven and earth are the symbols of its Dao.

Mo Li's current understanding of the Dao of the sword, and his visions are still enough to rank among the best in this realm.

But this is not what surprised the contemporary emperor, or even frightened him.

Because he knew that Mo Li's real path was not the Dao of the sword, but a kind of indescribable Dao that even the soul was afraid of.

At the same time, Mo Li's soul light seemed to be split by something, and this knife containing the truth of the Dao annihilated the soul light like cutting tofu, and he actually felt a little pain.

Although he knew that this was a normal phenomenon, because no matter what kind of vision, it was the manifestation of the Dao rune, and the soul light would reappear in the destruction to comprehend the remaining Dao runes.

But Mo Li frowned, he had an idea.

"Open the pupil of the ghost eye!"

Instantly, the blood moon rotated and shone, and hundreds of thousands of souls just absorbed poured out from the stone gate of the soul land. Under Mo Li's control, these ghosts merged into Mo Li's soul light wheel like a tide, blocking the annihilation of the avenue sword light, and even reversely eroding its power source.

So, the eyes of the contemporary emperor gradually flowed with incredible colors, and even the old emperor couldn't help but appear from the void, staring at the blocked avenue sword light.

With the violent collision of the sword light and the ghosts, the two were like the contact between the scorching sun and the cold ice, the explosion of heat and cold, and the steaming of a large piece of abnormally faint white smoke.

This was his ghosts rapidly decreasing.

Of course, in the process of resistance, Mo Li's strange soul light wrapped up the avenue sword light and greedily absorbed the avenue rhyme.

You know, other people are comprehending the remaining principles of Taoism in the annihilation and rebirth of the vision, but Mo Li has taken a different approach. He has the capital, and the facts have proved that he can indeed...

It seems that Mo Li always has an innate control over the Taoism of souls and spirits.

Soon, Mo Li's soul light illuminated the entire imperial city, and that cold feeling invaded everyone's nerves.

Where the soul light shines, the devoured ghosts seem to be able to wander in it. These hideous and terrifying things stare blankly at the flesh and blood creatures, and a trace of desire flashes in their eyes.

The contemporary emperor shuddered inexplicably, and he realized that there seemed to be something invisible staring at him, but he couldn't see it.

On the contrary, the old emperor was extraordinary and holy, and the Taoism had begun to explore the origin. He could also sense that something was staring at him, but he could only see the faint and extremely faint white smoke.

If he guessed correctly, this unknown creature was the monster that he was captured and brought into the blood moon world to fight.

Mo Li, this guy, raised a group of invisible monsters. Whenever the old emperor thought of this, he felt incredible.

It's just that this group of white monsters have not been able to affect the world for the time being, but once they are taken into the strange blood moon land, they will face a tide of bites.

Suddenly, the sky changed again.

The white clouds were swallowed by the dark color, and a vortex of millions of miles opened up. Silver-shining lightning snakes emerged from the vortex, and the millions of lightning crackled and splendid the world.

Then, under the astonished eyes, countless lightning snakes melted into a broken scimitar, and the eternal breath spread out. The scimitar seemed to have traveled through time and projected into this era.

"Not good! Ghost Lord! That's [Heavenly Sword Remnant]!"

The so-called [Heavenly Sword] is an extremely powerful imperial weapon lost in the years. Its owner is the pioneer of the sword in the torrent of the times: the Three Swords Emperor.

The Three Swords Emperor, it does not mean that he has three swords, but that he only strikes with three swords, and the outcome is decided within three swords.

But according to rumors, he has never lost. That is to say, no creature can withstand his three sword lights.

Mo Li stepped into the air, he frowned, the surging sword intent spread into thunder, this is the embodiment of sword intent, he felt the breath of death.

If he can get through it, he may be able to comprehend the sporadic scriptures of the Three Swords Emperor, even if it is just a little bit, but its influence will be far-reaching.

The contemporary emperor and the old emperor are watching, this time, they may witness a miracle again.

Swallowing the light of the Great Dao is a miracle, if he can resist the remaining worldly sword intent of the Three Swords Emperor, it will be another miracle.

In the void, Mo Li frowned, took a deep breath, and then unexpectedly, he gathered all the soul light, and the resonance of the sword intent of the Great Dao ended completely.

"Why?" The contemporary emperor was extremely puzzled. Even if the soul light was annihilated, it was still an opportunity! Maybe he could inherit the way of the emperor!

Why?

Because Mo Li never did anything he was not sure of.

Between taking and giving up, Mo Li had a clear understanding. The afterimage of the Heavenly Sword made him smell the breath of death. This breath was too familiar to Mo Li. After all, he was a person who had died and resurrected many times.

Since there was a risk of falling, why should he fight? Even if he could not die, he did not want to waste his energy to fight against it. He had already won a lot of money. Couldn't he retreat?

He was not a gambler. He would not gamble on such meaningless and unequal values. He would not try his best for the so-called strongest title.

At the same time, Mo Li was not willing to follow the old path of the Three Swords Emperor.

The key point was that his way had never been the way of the sword, so forging ahead bravely was the best choice for him.

So, he gave up and stepped down to the ground.

Mo Li saw the doubts of the contemporary emperor, but he did not explain. He had no obligation to explain.

"When can you enter the holy way?"

Reacting, the current emperor quickly responded: "There are still a few years. Because of the explosion of the imperial seal, the condensation speed of the dynasty is too slow, and the people of the dynasty have had many objections before, so..."

In order to keep the old emperor alive, too much dynasty luck was consumed, and the creatures in the dynasty were full of resentment, so when the saint fell, many subordinate dynasties and counties came, hoping to replace him.

"I hope you can enter the holy way within half a year, and let me condense the dynasty luck." Mo Li said.