The next day, early morning.

Just after dawn, a carriage stopped in front of the gate of Xuantian Pavilion.

Chen Wangdu opened the curtain and saw his old place again, and he couldn't help but be filled with emotions.

"Sir, we are here."

"It's been years...it feels like it's been a long time..."

Li Mo sighed softly, jumped down from the carriage, looked up at the majestic public gate of Xuantian Pavilion, and couldn't help but sigh.

Back then, when he was just starting out, it was from here that he was brought into the Xuantian Pavilion by Wang Lingce. At that time, he was accompanied by Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian.

Times have changed, Wang Lingce is no longer here, and now Hong Xiaofu is even more confused about his life and death.

"This is the main hall of the Xuantian Pavilion... Daqian State Religion, the Taoist sect of the world..."

At this moment, Chen Tiejia also followed from the carriage. Looking at the grandeur of Xuantian Pavilion, he couldn't help but sigh.

He followed him all the way from Beimang Shiwan Barren Hills and saw that the weather of Tianjia was in sharp contrast to the remoteness and shabbyness of Qingchan City.

Not to mention other things, the prosperity of the capital city is not comparable to that of small border towns like Qingchan City.

The moonlight is gilded, and the beauty is intoxicated. The charm of the moonlit land is a thousand times better than the [Loach Stewed Abalone] at [Yunfeilai Inn].

"Xiao Chen, have you been to the capital?"

Li Mo suddenly asked without turning around.

Chen Tiejia traveled around the world in his early years, lived in the East China Sea, and visited thousands of mountains... His past was much richer than that of his peers.

"I've been here...but it was a long time ago..." Chen Tiejia whispered softly.

"The capital city is vast and the world is full of red dust, which can easily make people confused and obsessed..." Li Mo warned: "You must keep your heart and remember..."

"Abide by the laws and don't think too much. Gambling and drug addiction will not end well."

"Did you gamble on drugs? Remembered..."

Chen Tiejia nodded in agreement and followed Li Mo into the gate of Xuantian Pavilion.

Just after taking two steps, Li Mo looked up and saw a red flag fluttering, with a line of eye-catching characters written on it: Classic play, the traitor Han Qi...

"Has this year's drama begun?" Li Mo murmured.

Han Qi, the Traitor, is a classic play of Xuantian Pavilion. Every newcomer to Xuantian Pavilion must watch it and learn the patriotism of being loyal to the emperor and repaying the people.

"Old Chen, take him to study when you have time..." Li Mo said casually.

When he first entered Xuantian Pavilion, he watched it no less than five times, and someone even asked him to play the role of a big man.

"The first generation leader of the Ling Sect... has been in the dark for thousands of years..." Chen Tiejia murmured softly.

"Um!?"

Li Mo subconsciously stopped and looked back at Chen Tiejia.

"Oh... the name of the first generation master of Ling Sect... I also heard it when I was in Donghai..."

Chen Tiejia quickly withdrew his gaze and explained.

"Li Mo... you... you are Li Mo... are you back?"

At this moment, a burst of exclamation came from a distance.

Li Mo looked up, and a familiar figure came into view, with bright eyes that looked familiar.

"Yue Xiaoxiang...Long time no see." Li Mo looked at the visitor and whispered softly.

Back then, during the Xuantian Pavilion selection and assessment, the five major sects had the highest demand for successors. As for him, he was born in Luofu Mountain and was just an unknown newcomer.

However, the final result was unexpected. Ye Bufan of Heiming Mountain and Wu Xiang of Tianchan Mountain both died in Li Mo's hands.

In the last battle, Jiang Chen from Martial Arts Mountain died of exhaustion...

Of the five descendants of the Mountain Sect, only Lin Ming from Riyue Mountain and Yue Xiaoxiang from Yaoshen Mountain survived, and they never had the courage to fight Li Mo again.

At this point, Li Mo became the new leader of that session.

Now that he was revisiting his old place and meeting his old friends again, Li Mo couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

The Yue Xiaoxiang in front of me is no longer as dazzling as before. Even though she is a descendant of Yaoshenshan, after entering the Xuantian Pavilion, she has become ordinary and ordinary.

Even though she has stepped into the spirit breath, in an environment like Xuantian Pavilion, this former proud woman of heaven still looks mediocre.

"When did you come back?" Yue Xiaoxiang couldn't help but ask.

At this moment, she looked at Li Mo with somewhat complicated eyes.

Back then, after she entered the Xuantian Pavilion, she originally wanted to practice hard, work hard, catch up with Li Mo, and wash away her previous shame.

However, various changes later made her give up this idea completely.

After all, just over a year after entering Xuantian Pavilion, he could be expelled from the capital for a serious crime.

This kind of treatment is not something mediocre people can get, not to mention that after Li Mo left the capital, rumors spread...

The Xuanmen sword species fell, the Tianshi Mansion was robbed, and the royal guards were killed... All kinds of major crimes were blamed on Li Mo.

Even in the past few years, the royal treasury was depleted, Hongmen treasures were lost, the prince of the dynasty lost his son, and the harem queen had miscarriage... these were all done by Li Mo.

Li Mo, whose sin has deepened...

Lawless Li Mo...

The heinous Li Mo...

The extremely vicious Li Mo...

No matter which one it is, it is no longer something Yue Xiaoxiang can catch up with.

"Damn it, don't let me know who is hacking me behind my back..." Li Mo cursed in his heart.

"Long time no see, Xiaoxiang girl is still as charming as ever..."

"It's not natural for you to say polite words."

There was only bitterness in Yue Xiaoxiang's eyes. She knew very well that she didn't have any brilliance in Li Mo's eyes.

It's like, in childhood, the most intelligent and outstanding students in the academy may not achieve much when they grow up. They are often lost in the crowd and are mediocre.

Especially when other people have seen the vastness of the sky and met outstanding people, the glory left in them in the early years becomes even more dim.

"Lin Ming is dead..."

Yue Xiaoxiang said casually that the only thing she could be related to Li Mo now was the past assessment and selection.

"Dead!?" Li Mo was stunned for a moment.

Counting this way, Yue Xiaoxiang is the only one left among the five descendants of the Shanmen who entered the Xuantian Pavilion that year.

"I went out in the spring and died in the hands of a master from Guixu." Yue Xiaoxiang murmured softly, her beautiful eyes flashing with regret for the uncertainty of human affairs.

"Things in this world are indeed impermanent."

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At this moment, a burst of bells rang out, shaking the entire Xuantian Coffin.

Li Mo raised his eyebrows, turned around and looked around, and saw a breath rising into the sky from the Wumen, shining brightly like a flag.

"The martial arts masters have taken action... That martial arts leader is truly amazing, able to use such a force!" Yue Xiaoxiang said in a deep voice.

"Martial arts leader!?" Li Mo asked doubtfully.

"You probably don't know... that is the hidden master of Wu Sect... the closed disciple of Wu Sect..."

A close disciple of one of Xuantian's Seven Skills [Wuzong], this status alone is enough to make Yue Xiaoxiang feel in awe.

"His name is Wu Tianfeng... with Wu as his surname, he is the pinnacle of heaven..."

"Wuzong said that he was born with the destiny of martial arts. He will be relegated to the world of mortals and will not come out for ten years. He will definitely become the leader of martial arts."

"Wuzong actually thinks so highly of him?"

When Li Mo heard this, he couldn't help but show a strange expression.

The martial arts leader's assertion is nothing more than that. After all, the future is ethereal, and even Xuantian Qijue may not be able to see through it.

Born with the destiny of martial arts, such an evaluation is extremely special.

Throughout the ages, changes in the human world have been affected by [celestial phenomena] and [terrain].

The stars shift and the feng shui changes, causing disputes over human destiny, affecting people's destiny and controlling the future.

Just like when each person is born, the corresponding time, the location of the terrain, the angle of the stars in the sky... all will affect the future fate and destiny.

Just a sentence of "born with the destiny of martial arts" has already taken over the creation of heaven and earth. In the confusion, it should illuminate the celestial phenomena.

"Wu Tianfeng... how long has it been since... so many talents have appeared in the gym?"

"These masters responded to Wu Tianfeng's call..."

Yue Xiaoxiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and she glanced at Li Mo thoughtfully before continuing: "They are going to surround and kill Hong Xiaofu."
To be continued...