No beginning, no end, no coming, no going, no death, no life...

"The protectors... Shenzong actually left a line of protectors... but there is no trace of them in this world."

Li Mo looked at the records on the bronze tablets and felt a little weird.

If what is said above is true, the power of this lineage is unimaginable, and it even has a strength that is not weaker than the Daqian State Religion.

Even Boss Bai’s [Wu Sheng Killing Sword] is closely related to this lineage?

Boss Bai is one of the eight great demons in the world, and his sword is the best in the world.

"What the hell, why did such a thing suddenly appear?" Li Mo muttered in his heart.

"I asked the sect leader... He said that this lineage should not exist in the human world, so its reputation is not obvious and it is difficult to know in the world."

Wang Lingce's expression changed and he said in a deep voice: "There are only a handful of people in this world who are qualified to know about the existence of this lineage, and there are even fewer who have actually seen it."

"If it weren't for this case... you and I wouldn't have been able to get in touch... Even if we did, we would only know that the lost treasures in Yulong Terrace are related to them..."

"That's all."

Wang Lingce raised his eyebrows slightly and took a deep look at Li Mo.

"Li Mo, your duty is to assist Yulongtai... It would be best if this matter has nothing to do with Guixu, then it will be none of our business."

"Has the sect master ever seen anyone of that lineage?"

Li Mo's mind was not on the case at all, so he changed the subject and asked.

"I heard from the sect master... he has only seen it once." Wang Lingzhi hesitated and said.

"Eighteen years ago, there was a fire in the capital... Someone from that lineage once came out. At that time, the sect leader was just a little guy in the spiritual breath realm."

"Eighteen years ago, a fire hit the capital." Li Mo murmured, thoughtfully.

"You should know... that fire was extraordinary. All the eight demons and immortals appeared." Wang Lingce said in a deep voice.

"The sect master said...people from that lineage can fight demons and immortals."

Li Mo's face turned solemn when he heard this, and his heart suddenly agitated.

The eight great demon immortals in the world are the supreme beings who stand at the pinnacle of the human world. After the Shenzong destroyed the Dharma, they took the body of a wet egg demon and ghost to seize creation and attained the position of demon immortal.

"A lineage that can defeat the demons and immortals in the world!?"

"Master Jiansi, will I come into contact with people from that lineage?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"That lineage?" Wang Lingce was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became strange.

"What are you thinking about? There is absolutely no chance of this... let alone you, even the people from Yulongtai will not be able to see it."

"Then how can we check?"

Li Mo frowned. If that was the case, what was the use of holding that dead branch?

"Huh? What are you looking for?" Wang Lingce looked at Li Mo suspiciously and couldn't help but pat the table.

"The top priority now is to recover the treasure and bring the traitor to justice. It has little to do with that lineage and there is no need to contact it."

Wang Lingce's words completely brought Li Mo back from his thoughts.

"The impact of this case is really too bad. At the emperor's feet, a crowd gathered to commit murder, robbed and killed the internal guards, and stole valuable treasures... Such a heinous crime, even if the nine clans are exterminated, it will be difficult to quell the anger of the superiors."

Wang Lingce stood up and said solemnly: "The higher-ups have already spoken. This case must be dealt with quickly, strictly, and truthfully..."

"In the shortest possible time, I'll dig out these bastards who have no sons, no morals, and smoking bastards. They'll crush their bones and spread ashes. It's best to even dig out their fucking ancestral graves."

"Li Mo, you should be able to do it."

Wang Lingce patted Li Mo's shoulder encouragingly.

The corners of Li Mo's eyes twitched unnaturally, and he forced a smile.

"Jian... Lord Jiansi, I will do my best."

"Li Mo, among the newcomers, you are the most promising. Not only me, but also the sect leader is very optimistic about you. If you handle this case well, your future will be limitless."

Wang Lingce said with a smile.

Suddenly, the smile on his face seemed to freeze, and he stood there, maintaining the same appearance as before, motionless, as if he had stopped.

"Hmm? Master Jiansi? Master Jiansi?"

When Li Mo saw this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and called softly twice.

"Li Mo, among the newcomers, you are the most promising. Not only me, but also the sect leader is very optimistic about you. If you handle this case well, your future will be limitless."

The smile on Wang Lingce's face became brighter and brighter, and he suddenly said.

"Um!?"

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Master Jiansi, are you okay?"

"It's okay. What can happen to me? I'm just under too much pressure lately and maybe I didn't sleep well."

Wang Lingce waved his hand: "I have a meeting later, you go ahead and do your work."

As he spoke, Wang Lingce sat down and carefully placed the bronze tablet into a copper box.

Li Mo took a look, turned around and left without saying anything.

"That thing really has a great background... There should be more information at Yulongtai."

Li Mo walked all the way out of Xuantian Pavilion, his thoughts racing in his mind.

At this moment, he knew even more how heavy the dead wood branch he was carrying in his arms was, and that it actually involved the mysterious and strange Wusheng lineage.

To be able to bear the title of protector after Shenzong, it is no small matter to think that he comes from this lineage.

"Young man, watch carefully as you walk."

Just as Li Mo was nodding in thought, an old voice came to him.

Li Mo subconsciously stopped and when he looked up, he saw an old and familiar face coming into view, only three or two steps away from him.

"Chu...Uncle Chu!?"

Li Mo was stunned and recognized it instantly.

Isn't this the same talkative old temple blessing that day when he and Tang Beixuan visited the Demon Subduing Temple at night?

"Um!?"

Uncle Chu looked at Li Mo up and down with slightly focused eyes: "You are..."

"Oh, I remember the young man who burned incense that night."

"Where is your friend?" Uncle Chu asked casually.

"He has left the capital." Li Mo responded, stood up and left.

"young people……"

At this moment, Uncle Chu grabbed Li Mo's hand.

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"I see that you don't look very good. Would you like to come back with me to draw a lottery and find out what's going on?"

"No need...Uncle Chu, why do you still come to the street to promote business?"

Li Mo rolled his eyes and had no intention of chatting with the old Miao Zhu from Fumo Temple.

"Young man, this is the capital. It's best to seek safety... The prince may be found dead on the streets, let alone you?"

Uncle Chu didn't bother, he let go of Li Mo's hand, turned around and walked in another direction.

"Um?"

When Li Mo heard this, he not only became interested, but also stepped forward and blocked Uncle Chu's way.

"Uncle Chu, what did you just say? The prince's body was found missing on the street? How come I haven't heard of it?"

"Of course you little kid have never heard of it."

Uncle Chu raised his old eyelids slightly, glanced at him, and said calmly: "Not the son of the current emperor, but his brother."

"His brother!?"

"That was fifty or sixty years ago... At that time, I was the current emperor sitting on the dragon throne..." Uncle Chu narrowed his eyes and said quietly.

"His brother...the eighth eldest brother, who is extremely talented and known as the wise king...but was beheaded in the street."

As he spoke, Uncle Chu raised his hand and pointed to the street intersection not far away.

"Right there..."

"At the gate of Xuantian Pavilion?" Li Mo suddenly felt that there was no truth in this man's mouth.

In the capital, whoever rides a horse dares to kill the prince in the street at the gate of Xuantian Pavilion.

Even now, if it were replaced by the stick under Li Mo's hand, it probably wouldn't work.
To be continued...