The mountain is full of tombs and tombstones. There is only an old man at the foot of the lonely mountain who has been guarding the tomb for eighteen years.

When the dream came true, Li Mo was slapped hard on the ear.

Life when he first entered the capital was completely different from what he had imagined.

The disciples from the three thousand sects in the world were carefully selected and competed in Wangxuan City, and the seventy-five great seeds were born.

It stands to reason that Li Mo should be the well-deserved number one as he beats the five major mountain gates.

Not to mention getting a suite in the capital, even staying in the Xuantian Pavilion is not an exaggeration.

He could only sigh at this kind of treatment now...

Black... so dark!

"Young man, you must have offended someone."

Uncle Ma looked at Li Mo's dazed expression and couldn't help but grinned.

"You...how do you know?"

"Hey, the old man has been guarding the tomb here for eighteen years, and he hasn't seen anything."

Uncle Ma pointed to Li Mo's "mansion" and said with a smile: "This is the property of Xuantian Pavilion. Anyone who is wearing small shoes will be sent here..."

As he spoke, Uncle Ma walked up to Li Mo and patted him on the shoulder.

"Young man, you are quite strong...he is a good candidate for looking at tombs."

"You...what do you mean?" Li Mo asked subconsciously.

"Did you see that tomb?"

Uncle Ma pointed to a grave not far away under a dead tree. It stood there alone, with a corner of the tombstone already broken.

"That man used to be from Xuantian Pavilion. He offended his superiors and was sent here. He stayed there for six years and ended up depressed..." Uncle Ma sighed.

"Why...why did he offend his boss?" Li Mo asked subconsciously.

"There's no coriander in the pancakes," Uncle Ma said casually.

"What the hell?" Li Mo was stunned.

"It's understandable that young people are a little more arrogant... but the world is not about fighting and killing, it's about human relations..."

Uncle Ma stared at Li Mo, grinning, showing his yellow teeth.

"If there is no one above you, you must be a subordinate... Young man, we may stay together for a long time."

As he spoke, Uncle Ma turned around and walked away.

"By the way, you stepped on this girl. She is starving to death. Be careful if she comes to you at night to ask for food."

Uncle Ma's voice brought Li Mo's thoughts back to reality. He looked down and saw that he was indeed standing on a tomb. The tombstone had already collapsed and lay beside him.

There is an epitaph clearly written on the tombstone: I am so hungry, I really want you to give me meat to eat.

"Um!?"

Li Mo's eyes widened with a strange expression. This was the first time he had seen such an explicit epitaph.

"Master Ma, did this girl starve to death or..."

"Take a closer look."

Uncle Ma's voice floated from a distance.

Li Mo lowered his head to confirm again. After looking at it for a long time, he finally showed a look of surprise.

"I see……"

"You are really dirty-minded."

The faint words echoed at the foot of the cold mountain, and with a "bang", Uncle Ma walked into his thatched house.

In the evening, the crescent moon is like a hook.

The Eastern Suburbs Mingju appears to be extremely deserted, and the atmosphere here makes people feel more about what it means to be far away from the hustle and bustle of the world than in Luofu Mountain.

"Li Mo, the environment here is really nice. It's just the right time for you to cultivate yourself and your character."

Chen Wangdu came and praised Li Mo's living conditions. He even expressed envy.

"Senior, if you really don't deserve praise, don't say anything."

At this moment, Li Mo's resentment was heavier than those evil spirits outside who died in vain.

"Xiao Li, don't be emotional. You have to trust the organization. It has its own considerations."

Chen Wangdu comforted Li Mo with a smile, but there was a trace of apology in his eyes.

Not to mention that he had nothing to do about this matter, even Wang Lingce was helpless.

As the judge who presided over the final examination, he was well aware of Li Mo's talent and strength. However, the strengths of the five major sects were intertwined and had a high say in the Xuantian Pavilion.

Their disciples are all over the eight Xuantian sects.

"I brought you news..."

"What?"

"Although you have been suppressed temporarily, there is no need to be discouraged. When the newcomers fight, it will be your chance to prove yourself..."

Having said this, Chen Wangdu lowered his voice.

"Master Jiansi asked me to bring you a message..."

"What?" Li Mo was stunned, but he didn't expect that Wang Lingce would still take care of him in this situation.

You know, after the assessment of the pending papers that day, he only met the Master Jiansi once.

"The reward for this newcomer's martial arts battle is not trivial. It is a treasure left by the first-generation gym owner."

"The first generation owner!?" Li Mo suddenly fell silent.

He had seen sporadic records in the Luofu Mountain Secret Notes.

Nine hundred years ago, the Shenzong destroyed the Dharma, the mountain gates in the world withered, the monsters and ghosts were terrified, all Dharmas were unified, and no one dared to shoot arrows eastward.

It was at this time when the imperial power was at its highest, that Shenzong established three thousand mountain gates in the world, scattered across the nine states, and established the Xuantian Pavilion.

It was then that the first generation owner of the Xuantian Pavilion officially entered the world's attention.

In that era, this man's strength and power were almost second only to Shenzong, and even as ancient as the Tianshi Mansion, he was eclipsed in front of him.

However, the past of the founder of Xuantian Pavilion is like a blank, not visible to the public.

Some people say that Shenzong destroyed Dharma and this person has the power to conquer the heavens.

Some people also say that the first generation master came from Shanmen and was a disciple of the No. 1 sect in the world.

The years are long, time is turbulent, and everything has long been lost in the long river of history.

However, that domineering reputation stayed with Shenzong and was passed down to future generations, undefeated for thousands of years.

"What is the treasure left behind by the first generation owner?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

If it is related to such a legend, even a piece of foot-binding cloth is of extraordinary significance and can be called a cultural relic with unimaginable value.

"Even Lord Jiansi has no way of knowing this kind of inside story...but it must be extraordinary. I heard that...Jiang Chen from Martial Arts Mountain was summoned by Lord [Wuzong] after he came to Beijing."

Mentioning that name, Chen Wangdu was in awe and actually saluted in the direction of the capital.

"Xuantian Qijue!?" Li Mo's eyes darkened slightly.

Xuantian Qijue is an existence comparable to the eight great demons and immortals in the world.

A strong man of this level, who is rare to see in the world, summoned Jiang Chen after he came to the capital. This is definitely not as simple as supporting his juniors.

At this level, no matter how outstanding the younger generation is, they are not worthy of meeting each other.

"For the treasure left by the first generation owner?" Li Mo had a vague guess.

"For Mr. [Wuzong] to pay so much attention to it, it shows that this newcomer's martial arts fight is definitely different from the past...I heard that there will be people coming from the palace..." Chen Wangdu once again provided another piece of information.

"No wonder they suppressed me as soon as I entered the city." Li Mo thought thoughtfully.

"Before the newbie's fight begins, you'd better keep a low profile... Of course, I still trust you in this regard."

Chen Wangdu looked at Li Mo with admiration.

When he was in Wangxuan City, Li Mo was the most worry-free, tolerant and low-key, and never caused trouble.

Now that he has arrived in the capital and lives in such a deserted place, I think Li Mo will definitely act like before, doing his duty and minimizing his sense of existence.

In fact, it's impossible to find trouble even if you live in a place like this.

Chen Wangdu was very relieved about this.

On the contrary, he was a little concerned about Li Mo's strength. After all, Jiang Chen was a master of the Spiritual Breath Realm. He had been taught by [Beisha Xuanzhang], and now he was summoned by [Wuzong].

With such strength and background, his reputation has long been spread in the capital, and he is regarded as the perfect candidate to be the leader of the newcomer martial arts.

"This place is secluded, just perfect for you to practice."
To be continued...