Wang Shen Dao.

Abandon all worldly desires and become independent in the world.

If there are no immortals or gods in the world, and the heavens do not respond and the earth does not work, then he is the god in this world.

"The Master of Heavenly Master's Palace...the strongest Heavenly Master..."

Li Mo was shocked, and finally knew who Wang Wu was in the endless light and shadow.

Three hundred years ago, he stood in the same era as Black Sword, crossed the light and shadow of time, and survived to this day, the most terrifying man in Tianshi Mansion.

"It turned out to be him... He and Black Sword have such a past, they are closely intertwined and inseparable..."

Li Mo murmured softly, thoughtfully.

In the sudden light and shadow, he could see a corner of the past.

The black sword once held up the sky alone, turned black into a sword, and walked towards the mysterious Taoist temple.

This dead wood branch flew out from that Taoist temple.

This matter seems to be closely related, not only affecting the fate of Black Sword, but also secretly creating the most powerful heavenly master [Wang Shendao] who will dominate the world in the future.

"What on earth is that Taoist temple...Li Zuxuangen..."

Li Mo was thoughtful, and the chaotic time gradually disappeared like a dream.

At the last moment, Li Mo's "eyes" were fixed on the dead wood branches flying out from the Taoist temple, refusing to miss a single bit.

Buzz…

Suddenly, in the fading light and shadow, the dead wood branches stained with black blood faintly glowed with a gray sheen, and the smell emanating from them made Li Mo feel quite familiar.

In an instant, the spirit seedlings in the dantian vibrated slightly, and the strange frequency transmitted caused the natural spirit pool to resonate.

The gray spiritual energy surged like a tide, seeming to entangle itself in the dead wood branches in the light and shadow.

"This is……"

Li Mo raised his brows and saw the light and shadow fade away, leaving only a line of small words in his mind.

The small golden characters were like a dragon and a snake, shining brightly, and it was clearly: Seeing this mysterious root, nine lives will be born!!!

Rumble…

Endless light and shadow were like clouds and smoke, dispersing in Li Mo's mind, and only that line of small words lingered like a brand.

"Seeing this mysterious root with nine lives..." Li Moruo felt something.

That Taoist temple, that mysterious root... are the key to breaking through the Nine Life Law, and also the opportunity for him to realize the highest realm!?

"The skills left by Black Sword...I shouldn't have been greedy for quick results..." Li Mo murmured softly.

At the beginning, when he was in Luofu Mountain, he had no shortage of skills. Although those skills were extremely difficult and mysterious, he could always break through if he spent some time and effort.

However, the [Nine Life Method] is so tempting. There are almost no bottlenecks, and it does not even require time and energy to allow him to break through one realm after another, almost without any effort.

After all, Li Mo was still a mortal, and he couldn't bear such temptation after all.

It's like the emperor's three palaces and six courtyards, with so many beauties, but suddenly one day he went to visit the brothel and saw the tricks that he had never seen before, and it was inevitable that he would be tempted.

Now it seems that it is not good to go too fast.

The Nine Life Technique does not seem to be a pure technique, and the water inside is deeper than Li Mo imagined.

But at the moment, Li Mo couldn't care less about introspection. For him, the most important thing was to break through the realm and understand the supreme mystery of spiritual energy.

His "reaching the sky" technique has already taken its form in the spiritual realm. He only needs an opportunity to take the final step and stand on the pinnacle of spiritual energy.

call……

Li Mo let out a long breath, and his faint eyes fell on the dead wood branch in his hand.

"No wonder Yulongtai regards this thing as a treasure... It really has a great origin..."

Li Mo was thoughtful, his mind working rapidly.

Li Zuxuangen... He can follow this clue to trace it. Fortunately, he still has the identity of a Xuantian Pavilion disciple, so it is not difficult to trace many things.

"Go to the library tomorrow and ask about it."

Li Mo took a deep breath and put away the dead wood branch.

…

Beijing, Tianshi Mansion.

On an ancient observatory, the night breeze was blowing, blowing the beard and hair stained by the frost of time, and the old figure leaning on the lounge chair suddenly moved.

"Master of the Palace..."

At this moment, the Third Heavenly Master Lin Nielong hurriedly stepped forward, with a hint of strangeness hidden in his deep eyes.

The master's technique for entering tranquility is unparalleled in the world. His body remains motionless, his mind wanders too weakly, and he rarely wakes up after a deep night.

"fine……"

Wang Shendao slowly sat up, his old eyes were as unpredictable as the vast night sky.

"I just had a dream...a very long dream..."

Wang Shendao murmured softly, with a hint of reminiscence in his heavy voice.

"Dreaming!?" Lin Nielong was even more confused.

With his level of cultivation, he has been able to achieve the cessation of all thoughts without any imaginary state, let alone an old monster like Wang Shendao who has lived for three hundred years, how can he dream easily.

"You've been standing there all night, are you okay?" Wang Shendao asked suddenly without saying anything deeply.

"The people from Yulongtai...were robbed..."

Lin Nielong said solemnly: "That thing is also lost."

When Wang Shendao heard this, his expression did not move, but he fell into silence. After a while, the old voice sounded faintly.

"Li Zuxuangen... that branch is missing... the trouble left by that man back then..."

"Yulongtai met the other party... The method was a little weird, it seemed that it was Guixu's doing..." Lin Nielong had already mastered all the information.

As a heavenly master, he is well aware of all the troubles near the capital.

"Gui Xu... The great disaster left by Shenzong has lasted for thousands of years... It is indeed troublesome..." Wang Shendao sighed softly.

"Um!?"

Lin Nielong's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel moved, as if he heard something different.

"It wasn't made by Guixu."

At this moment, Wang Shendao suddenly spoke.

"Not Guixu?" Lin Nielong couldn't help but be surprised: "But Yulong Terrace..."

"Guixu has been blamed a lot over the years... Their existence seems to be of some value... But this matter is definitely not their fault." Wang Shendao said solemnly.

"People who return to the ruins will not touch that thing."

"Master, I don't quite understand."

"You and Xiao Chu go into the palace and ask... if anyone from that lineage has come out." Wang Shendao did not explain, but just gave instructions.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The Xiao Chu he mentioned is naturally the Fourth Heavenly Master [Chu Wangtian].

"Probably not...their people will not come out easily. If they come out, the bell will sound a warning." Lin Nielong's expression suddenly became solemn.

"Times have changed... Xuantian Taoism has been born, and the bell is probably useless."

Wang Shendao's beard and hair were trembling, and a terrifying light flashed in his old eyes.

"Xiao Lin, remember... once the Xuantian Taoist seed is born... many rules will no longer exist... the rules that were followed before... will be useless." Wang Shendao said quietly.

When Lin Nielong heard this, his expression became extremely solemn, especially when he heard that name.

Even as a heavenly master, he has unspeakable worries about the impact of the birth of [Xuantian Tao Seed].

"Xiao Lin... there is no need to worry... the sky left by Shenzong... will not collapse."

Wang Shendao's expression was calm and there was no sign of any disturbance.

He waved his sleeves and lay down again: "Go ahead."

Lin Nielong nodded, bowed, took a deep look at the old Heavenly Master who had fallen asleep again, and then turned around and got off the observatory.

"The black sword...the black sword...the black sword that kills a thousand swords..."

The night sky is like a big curtain, and a murmur can be heard from the observatory, as if they were murmuring in a dream.

…

The next day, Li Mo went out early.

After a long time, he finally mounted Kui Gang again and wandered to the south city of the capital. He ordered a bowl of tofu and a basket of meat buns stuffed with pork and green onions... He took a bite and the soup dripped out and fell into the bowl.

In the rooster bowl with tofu curd, oily flowers suddenly floated on the white tofu.
To be continued...