Xuantian Qijue is the highest combat power of Xuantian Pavilion. It ranks among the top in the world and stands proudly as the ultimate palace of cultivation in the world.

Yuan Sheng, Butcher, War Master, Tiangang, Shenji, Wuzong and Monk King...these seven names are the seven peaks, standing apart from the world of mortals, standing tall in the world, and stopping many amazing and talented people.

Just a name represents a legend.

Among Xuantian's Seven Wonders, Li Mo had only seen one person, the Butcher, who had an unparalleled grace and a unique temperament.

He did not expect that the strange woodcutter he met in the lonely deserted mountain was actually Tiangang, one of the seven secrets of Xuantian.

"He is Tiangang..."

Li Mo looked at the person coming, and there seemed to be a voice shouting in his heart.

Compared to the Butcher, Tiangang is less aggressive and more domineering. His temperament is as natural as melting into the mountains and rivers. His boldness and roughness reveal a hint of hard-earned aggression and publicity.

"Tiangang...didn't you go to find the Sword Immortal in White? When will you return to the capital?"

Facing this man, the Third Heavenly Master's expression softened a lot. The fly whisk in his hand swayed in the wind, and he no longer had the killing intention just now.

"You can control the sky, you can control the earth, and you can control my shit and farts?" Tiangang shook the ax in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What? When will I return to the capital? Do I need to report to your Tianshi Mansion?"

After the words fell, the third heavenly master moved the dust flyer in his hand automatically, and a terrifying light flashed in his cold eyes.

"It seems that you haven't sharpened your ax for a long time, and you want to confront me head-on."

What kind of person is the Third Heavenly Master? When facing Tiangang, he just gave him three points of favor, but since the other party spoke rudely, there is no need for him to be polite.

"Head to head?"

Tiangang grinned and gently stroked the already curled ax with his broad palm.

"Lin Nielong, are you dizzy? This is the capital city. If you and I take action, there will be chaos... If we alert His Majesty, it will be very bad."

The Third Heavenly Master and Tiangang represent the top combat power of Tianshi Mansion and Xuantian Pavilion respectively. Existences of this level cannot be easily attacked, let alone a battle in the suburbs of the capital.

If it really happens, not everyone can take the blame.

The masters of Tianshi Mansion and Xuantian Pavilion were the first to stand up and would not agree.

"What's more... there are juniors here today, so it's really not the right time to take action... It wouldn't be good if I didn't do it carefully and killed your apprentice, leaving you alone to die."

Tiangang's faint eyes fell on Qin Longhu, who suddenly trembled and stood upright without feeling.

"You are afraid that I will hurt your little apprentice."

The Third Heavenly Master chuckled and stood in front of Qin Longhu calmly, staring directly at Li Mo with his cold eyes.

"Lin Nielong, it seems you haven't been back for a long time." Tiangang glanced sideways at Li Mo and said calmly.

"He is not my disciple."

"Not your disciple?" The Third Heavenly Master raised his eyebrows, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

At such a young age, he has the strength to severely injure Qin Longhu. Not everyone can train such a young man.

In the eyes of the Third Heavenly Master, he had already preconceived the idea and regarded Li Mo as a disciple of Tiangang.

"His name is Li Mo, and he is the current leader of Xuantian Pavilion..."

"From Longyuan Luofu Mountain!"

"Disciple Luofu..."

The Third Heavenly Master's eyes suddenly widened, as if a tiger had taken action, and his terrifying gaze made Li Mo's body tremble.

"You are the descendant of the Black Sword!"

Luofu Mountain is not well-known, but three hundred years ago, a black sword appeared out of the sky, and its fame shocked the emperor's city, and its fierce power has been passed down for three hundred years.

In front of the Third Heavenly Master, just a disciple of Luofu would not have such talent and strength.

Only the descendants of the Black Sword can be like Li Mo, who can cast down magic power with just a raise of his hand, and even more powerful with his feet, suppressing Qin Longhu without any room for resistance.

"Hahaha... how does it feel to be the heir of Black Sword... just like it was so overwhelming that your Tianshi Mansion couldn't lift its head..."

Tiangang raised his head and laughed, admiring the change in the expression of the third Heavenly Master with great interest.

The Black Sword back then was a nightmare for the Tianshi Mansion, and it was unknown how many legends were left on the pillar of shame that would bring shame to future generations.

"Good... very good... I didn't expect that disaster star to have a descendant from another life."

The Third Heavenly Master nodded, glared at Li Mo fiercely, raised his hand, and the breeze blew, he lifted up the seriously injured Qin Longhu, stepped out, and disappeared into the void.

"Heavenly Master's Means!"

There was a trace of envy in Li Mo's eyes. He didn't even feel any spatial fluctuations before he saw the third heavenly master taking the person away.

"Thank you for your help, senior."

At this moment, Li Mo came to his senses, hurriedly walked towards Tiangang, and bowed deeply.

At this time, he didn't dare to be as careless and unrestrained as before.

You must know that the man standing in front of you is Tiangang, one of the seven secrets of Xuantian.

"It's just a small effort, not much of a favor."

Tiangang took a deep look at Li Mo, with a complex expression in his eyes that passed quickly.

"It's getting dark. Go back early. It's not peaceful in the mountains."

"senior……"

When Li Mo heard this, he just raised his head and saw that there was nothing in front of him, and there was no trace of Tiangang anywhere.

The barren mountain was silent and restored to its original state, as if everything just now had never happened.

"It is indeed a first-class fairy..."

Li Mo was stunned for a long time and couldn't help but feel envious again.

In this life, he doesn't know when he will be able to cultivate to a state like Tiangang.

"Go back and practice hard now."

Li Mo suddenly felt excited and was about to turn around. Suddenly, he froze and slapped his forehead violently.

"Tang Sanbai."

With a scream, Li Mo flew up and turned into a stream of light, going straight into the depths of the barren mountain.

"My mother...the third heavenly master...Tiangang...I...what did I see..."

At this moment, in the deep forest in the distance, Yu Wenyan covered his mouth, his clothes already wet with cold sweat.

As the young prince of the Duke of Jingguo, he has never seen such a battle.

Just now, the Third Heavenly Master and Tiangang almost made a move.

"It's a worthwhile trip...it's really a worthwhile trip..."

Yu Wenyan's body couldn't stop shaking, and a voice seemed to be shouting in his heart.

Tonight, he not only saw the rumored Qin Longhu, who was seriously injured and fell into the mountains, but also saw the legendary Third Heavenly Master and Tiangang, one of the Seven Ultimates of Xuantian...

The reason why all of this happened seems to be because of...

"Li Mo...he is the Hongmen upstart who has been rumored recently!?"

Yu Wenyan took a deep breath to calm down his ups and downs of emotions, and looked at the direction in which Li Mo was leaving, with a different kind of brilliance in his eyes.

…

The night is getting deeper.

The mountains are green with pines, like a dragon winding around, entrenched on the earth.

Tang Sanbai raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky, but he felt a little dazed.

Ever since he was a child, he had never seen the stars in the sky so bright.

"Um!?"

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that not far ahead, a group of people were kneeling and kowtowing, worshiping towards the top of the mountain, and slowly climbing up the mountain.

"Offer incense and worship in the middle of the night?"

Tang Sanbai had a murmur in his heart. He had traveled around with nine thousand Taoists since he was a child. He had also seen devout believers worshiping gods and Buddhas. Some even offered a drop of their blood to worship the Supreme Being every ten steps they took.

To show sincerity.

"It's too pious."

Tang Sanbai walked forward and saw an old woman in her sixties with white hair, kneeling and kowtowing repeatedly, with blood oozing from her forehead.

But her cloudy eyes still held an extremely pious light, never wavering in the slightest.

In her eyes, there seemed to be a divine presence on the top of the mountain, hidden in the mortal world.

Tang Sanbai subconsciously looked at it. Climbing up from the foot of the mountain, there was a long queue of believers offering incense, so dense that it was almost impossible to count.

"Old lady...whose incense is enshrined on this mountain?" Tang Sanbai couldn't help but ask.
To be continued...