Xuantian Taoist species, his surname is Li.

"This is not very friendly." Li Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

Unparalleled in ancient times, the first child in the world.

The Xuantian Dao Seed is the ambition of His Majesty Shenzong, and it is also the greatest creation and variable in history. Once it is born, it will affect the world's pattern.

The fate of all living beings will change as a result.

With such an existence, Li Mo was not willing to have the same surname as him, it was too ostentatious.

"Your enemy has actually seen Xuantian Taoism?" Li Mo said in a deep voice.

There are three major sword types in Xuanmen. I heard that another one was trained not long ago. Of course, it is just a legend. It is difficult to tell whether it is true or not. As far as Li Mo knows, apart from the dead Celestial Elephant sword type, there are only the Domineering sword type and the Domineering sword type.

Countless types of swords.

Feng Wannian has disappeared for so many years, hiding in Luofu Mountain, and has always wanted to get rid of the fetters of Xuantian Taoism.

On the other hand, the Infinite Sword Seed was trapped in it and could not extricate himself. He used the Sword Seed's physique to the extreme, and his strength was unimaginable. He had always regarded Feng Wannian as a serious problem.

"Of course, the first time I killed myself, I'm afraid that person had already sensed it." Feng Wannian said solemnly.

The "one" he mentioned naturally refers to [Xuantian Dao Seed]. In the eyes of the latter, Feng Wannian is just his nourishment. As a nourishment, he actually has a rebellious mind and does not want to be eaten. That is the big

avoid.

"So he summoned Wuliang Sword Seed?" Li Mo understood clearly.

"It should have been at that time..." Feng Wannian looked ugly: "Huo Qingqing is a very changeable person, and the city is very deep..."

Wuliang Sword Seed was born in [Tianchan Mountain]. He was selected by Xuantian Pavilion at a very young age and was brought into the family to be trained as a sword breed.

His common name is Huo Qingqing.

Logically speaking, as a Xuanmen swordsman, he should be very aware of his situation, and should be on the same side as Feng Wannian, sharing the same hatred and hatred.

"This man is really smart." Li Mo's eyes darkened and he couldn't help but sneered.

Huo Qingqing's mentality is based on the principle of joining if he can't resist. Once his position changes, the conflict disappears.

Just like, after the official Ximen and Pan Jinlian were tortured, if Wu Song found out, the official would definitely die. But if the official had also tortured Da Lang, how would Wu Dutou handle himself?

?

There are three people lying on the same bed, who do you want Wu Dutou to do? The conflict will disappear immediately.

"This person keeps trying to have both sides, but I'm afraid he still won't be able to escape his fate in the end..." Feng Wannian said in a deep voice.

What kind of existence is the Xuantian Dao seed? Once it is born and absorbs nutrients, it is naturally ruthless and selfless, how can it care about any friendship.

In his eyes, the current Wuliang Sword Type is nothing more than a tool.

"But he is living very well now, and I am afraid he has gained a lot of benefits."

"You are right..." Feng Wannian nodded.

During his time in seclusion, he received a lot of information and fragments, all from other sword types...including Huo Wuqing of course.

This person was once summoned, went to that secret place, and saw the extremely mysterious Xuantian Dao Seed.

"Did you see it clearly?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"No."

Feng Wannian looked solemn and couldn't help but shook his head: "That kind of existence is elusive, vast, has no illusions, and is difficult to see..."

In a flash of light and shadow, Feng Wannian saw only a mysterious light rising into the sky, filling the heaven and earth, making him confused and disoriented.

Faintly, he could only hear the chanting of mysterious sounds, lingering in his ears.

"Innate air, cast spiritual roots, the road is inseparable from the Xuanmen Gate..."

"After understanding the wonderful principles and returning to the original state, although this body has a different life, it will last forever..."

Feng Wannian whispered softly: "Huo Qingqing got a volume of handwriting, and he learned a lot..."

"That's a treasure."

"The handwriting of Xuantian Daozong!? It's really alive..."

For some reason, Li Mo instinctively disliked this legendary [Xuantian Dao Seed].

This reminded him of the great killer weapon in his previous life. Once it appears in this world, it will definitely break some kind of balance, which is not a good thing for most people.

Moreover, this influence is extremely far-reaching, but many people are in the midst of the radiation and don’t know it.

"Huo Qingqing has achieved good fortune and has entered the Shangmiao realm with the help of this handwriting."

Feng Wannian clasped his hands tightly, a glint in his eyes.

In order to cut off the connection with Xuantian Taoism, he has killed himself many times. This time in retreat, his cultivation has stabilized in the [Living Miao Realm], which is the same as Li Mo.

"Shangmiao Realm...it's not bad." Li Mo disagreed.

Since he entered [Living in Miao Realm], he has successively killed Yuan Changqing and Tang Jizhou, both of whom were masters of [Shangming Miao Realm].

Therefore, an existence of this level is no longer considered very dangerous in Li Mo's eyes. Even on weekdays, the way he looks at Wang Lingce is no longer the same as before, with a more or less casual look.

"You've been a little distracted lately."

Feng Wannian rolled his eyes at Li Mo, shook his head and said, "The Xuanmen sword species are not the ones you meet..."

"For us, the Shangmiao Realm is a special threshold..."

Ordinary [Shangmiao Realm] uses the physical body to carry alien energy, thereby making a life transition and stepping into a higher level.

But the Xuanmen sword species are different. In order to reach this level, they need to refine the [Sword of Origin], carry it in the physical body, worship it with the sword species, cultivate both life and life, and reach the supreme seedling.

Once successful, the strength will be extraordinary and the cultivation level will be earth-shattering, which is simply unimaginable.

Feng Wannian knew that Huo Qingqing must have mastered his own natal magic sword and used his seeds to sacrifice it. Among his peers, he had few rivals.

"The sword of destiny is no trivial matter. It is made from its own material, with the help of earthly fire, communication with sky thunder, the spiritual energy of the void, and the luck of the human world. It can be said to be a life of narrow escape..." Feng Wannian said solemnly.

"Is it equivalent to training yourself?" Li Mo blurted out.

"Almost..." Feng Wannian nodded.

"Wait a minute...didn't you say that when you were the strongest before, you had already reached the [Mature Miao Realm]? You didn't refine the natal magic sword at that time?" Li Mo raised his hand to interrupt.

Feng Wannian has had the experience of self-cultivation many times, and the highest point was the [Cultivation Miao Realm], which ranked at the fourth level of Spiritual Breath and was still above the [Shangmiao Realm].

"No..." Feng Wannian shook his head.

"It was precisely because I knew the dangers of refining the natal magic sword that I took a shortcut... I was also young and too eager for the realm..." Feng Wannian couldn't help but sigh,

The road back then was completely in decline, which was equivalent to consuming the potential of the sword species.

"If you really don't want to be a source of nourishment, this is the only way to go." Feng Wannian's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Although Huo Qingqing took refuge in the Xuantian Taoism, I'm afraid it was a vain act, otherwise he wouldn't have risked his life to practice his natal magic sword."

"This person is rebellious." Li Mo said in a deep voice.

As he spoke, Li Mo looked at Feng Wannian: "Do you want to refine the natal magic sword?"

"Of course... time waits for no one..." Feng Wannian nodded.

Once Xuantian's birth begins, that person will be born. If he gets violent and targets himself... that will be very bad.

Therefore, before that, Feng Wannian will definitely work hard to improve his strength.

"Don't worry, I feed the devil with my seed, and I already have another kind of power in my body. Refining the natal magic sword may not be so dangerous."

When Li Mo heard this, his heart moved slightly. He knew that the things hidden in the Demon-Conquering Hall were spread from the Shenzong forbidden area.

"How sure are you?" Li Mo asked with concern.

"Fifty percent."

"Only 50%!?" Li Mo frowned slightly. For him, not being 100% sure was the same as committing suicide. It was best to just wait and see.

"It's already very high. Before the retreat, I wasn't even 30% sure."

Feng Wannian was a little speechless: "The urgent need now is to find a treasure mountain to use as a sword furnace."

To refine the natal magic sword, you need to absorb the fire of the earth, stir up the thunder from the sky, attract the spiritual energy from the ten directions, put it into the natal medicine, and temper the body to create the sword.

Therefore, a treasure land is needed as a cauldron and a vessel.

Such a treasured place must contain the bells and spirits of heaven and earth, conceal the opportunity for killing, be protected by ghosts and gods, and be surrounded by people.

"Beimang Mountain is a good place. There are 100,000 tombs there. If you practice swordsmanship here, you will definitely become a disaster." Feng Wannian smacked his lips and said.

"How dare you think..."

Li Mo was speechless: "Beimang Huangqiu... that is the dojo of [Beisha Xuanzhang]... you don't want to live anymore?"

The dojo of the Eight Great Demon Immortals in the world...who dares to go there to practice sword making?

Not to mention triggering the visions of heaven and earth, just refining the natal magic energy and absorbing the precious bell spirit energy will invisibly damage the foundation of others.

In the whole world, I can probably count on one hand the number of people who have the courage to go to the Eight Great Demon Immortal Dojos to refine swords.
To be continued...