The next day, the story of Li Mo's fight with Jiang Qianqiu spread like wildfire in various small circles in the capital, and those who were qualified to know about it were either rich or noble.

The battle in Tanshan seems to be a battle of spirits between two young people, but in fact it represents a certain degree of collision and confrontation between young forces in the new era.

In the early morning, the humid fog has not yet dissipated.

Feng Wannian had already approached Li Mo.

"You really don't make people worry a day. Do you know who Jiang Qianqiu is?"

"I know." Li Mo said casually.

"You know what the heck! At the beginning of the founding of Daqian, the ancestors of the Zhao family followed Taizu and had the merit of following the dragon. Later generations of descendants have become more talented, including four generations and three princes, the fathers of the country..."

"Zhao Wuzhou is a veteran of the two dynasties. His Majesty has given him the title of Kaifu Yitong and the three divisions. He will not be followed when he enters the dynasty, he will not be praised and worshiped, and he will go to the palace with swords and shoes..."

"Do you know how much of an honor this is? It's the ultimate honor, but it's nothing more than this!"

Li Mo raised his hand, comforted Feng Wannian, and said lightly: "I know that Jiang Qianqiu is his grandson."

"You also know that he is his grandson... Speaking of grandson, I remembered one more thing..."

Feng Wannian looked at no one around him, pulled Li Mo, and whispered: "Did his other grandson die in your hands?"

"Who? The seventeenth prince?"

"Don't talk nonsense..."

As if his tail had been stepped on, Li Mo pushed Feng Wannian away and said seriously: "The murder of the seventeenth prince was committed by the imperial court, the big devil Gu Changan... what does it have to do with me?"

Gu Changan conspired in the streets and killed the seventeenth prince. The arrest documents had already spread to all states and governments, and everyone knew about it.

"Don't do this, you think I don't know what relationship Gu Changan has with you?" Feng Wannian rolled his eyes and said.

When Li Mo returned to Beijing, he was still imprisoned in the North Pole Tower. He never came out and saw the night when the prince was slaughtered.

But how broad is Feng Wannian’s path? He has already found out the relationship between Gu Changan and Li Mo...

"You don't know the Daqian Law?"

Serious sins must be repeated. The more you kill, the more silent you become. Every ant nest within a radius of thirty miles will be washed with blood.

"Don't you have any idea why you're fine?" Feng Wannian glanced sideways.

As far as he knew, more than one person had come forward to vouch for Li Mo, not to mention Liangzhou Chief Secretary Gu Feifei. The King of Zhennan even sent three memorials, claiming that Li Mo was deceived by villains and that the devil Gu Changan was crazy. Not only did he murder the prince, he also tried to blame the loyal people of the court and subvert the country and the country. His actions were worthy of slaughter, and his intentions were worthy of death.

"Listen to what you say, he is really a devil..."

Li Mo couldn't help but sigh and patted Feng Wannian on the shoulder: "I'll introduce you to you later."

"..."

"You didn't listen to a word I said." Feng Wannian curled his lips and said.

He also knew that Li Mo's character seemed casual and arrogant, but in fact he was determined and once he made a decision, he would never change it.

"The fight in Tanshan is just a competition, it may not lead to life or death."

Li Mo waved his hand. Neither he nor Jiang Qianqiu would really have murderous intentions.

Because Li Mo won, he still wanted to keep Jiang Qianqiu to fulfill his quota to enter the [Xuantian Immortal Sect].

As for Jiang Qianqiu, he would not take Li Mo's life. The living Li Mo is more valuable to him.

"You are a leader of the Hong Sect, and you are very popular now. I don't think the ancient sect master will be stingy with a spot."

Feng Wannian lost his temper and analyzed calmly.

With Li Mo's strength and talent, it shouldn't be difficult to get a spot in the [Xuantian Immortal Sect].

"Brother, the world is a worldly place...it's easier to rank based on seniority and compete for strength..."

Li Mo saw clearly, how big an opportunity was the Xuantian Immortal Sect's quota? He didn't know what kind of intricate network of people would be involved behind the scenes... Who wouldn't want to send one of his own people there?

The path of spiritual practice depends on talent, resources, inheritance, and opportunities... In fact, what matters in the end is background and connections.

What if... the spot doesn't fall to Li Mo?

To put it bluntly, even if it really falls on Li Mo, one more spot will give him more confidence.

Don't forget, Li Mo still has a little fox in his hand, so this spot can be given to him.

The little fox has the blood of the Daqian royal family, but it has not yet truly awakened.

Master Ji once said that [Xuantian Immortal Sect] has the power of creation and can completely inspire the unawakened Daqian royal bloodline.

By that time, the value of the little fox would be completely different, and Li Mo would be considered related to the royal family.

"Just make it."

Feng Wannian sighed, with a hint of worry hidden in his cold eyes.

Jiang Qianqiu is not an ordinary person, his cultivation level is advanced and difficult to predict.

Feng Wannian did not think that Li Mo was now in an invincible state that could overwhelm his peers. The principle that there is a better world is applicable at any time.

If you really lose even one and a half moves, you will have to be a slave for thirty-three years, and your life will be over.

"What a coward...Old Feng, if we really lose, we still have a way out." Li Mo reassured.

"What retreat!?" Feng Wannian asked.

"Pat your ass and refuse to admit it."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Wannian was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Li Mo with a strange expression.

"I really underestimated you..."

"Underestimating your bottom line as a human being..."

"If you don't keep your word, you will have good luck!" Li Mo grinned lightly.

Feng Wannian rolled his eyes, said nothing more, and took Li Mo directly to the [Sanwei Bookstore]. As the saying goes, know yourself and your enemy, and you still need to be fully prepared to deal with a master like Jiang Qianqiu.

"In addition to the Taoist methods of Tianshi Mansion, he should have other means..."

Feng Wannian found a bunch of secret files about the Tianshi Mansion.

In fact, even Xuantian Pavilion cannot master all the secrets of Tianshi Mansion, especially its Taoist inheritance.

"The Tianshi Mansion has [Three Divisions and Four Mansion]. Everyone in the world thinks that the Lei Mansion has the strongest Taoism, but they don't know that the Tianshi Mansion has twelve great arts, each of which is extremely powerful and can be called the best in the world..."

The twelve great arts are the highest magical powers that only heavenly masters can understand. They are so mysterious that ordinary disciples are not even qualified to know them.

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At this moment, a scornful voice came from afar, with a hint of ridicule.

Li Mo looked around and saw a familiar face, with a graceful and graceful figure. Upon closer inspection, he felt that he had a great mind that could neither feed children nor adults.

"Shen Qingge!?"

The Sky-Swallowing Sword Seed, Li Mo did not expect to meet this woman here after leaving Hushan.

However, I heard from Feng Wannian that after Fox Mountain, the Sky-Swallowing Sword Seed had frequent contact with him and showed enough goodwill.

Obviously, unlike the Sword of Light, Shen Qingge has no intention of fighting and does not like killing.

"Have you heard about Miss Shen too?" Li Mo asked.

"Although no one publicizes the Tanshan Fighting Technique, it has spread in certain circles in the capital... After all, Jiang Qianqiu has a noble status, the son of a heavenly master, a blood descendant of a prince, and his qualifications are unparalleled among evildoers..."

"As for Brother Li, despite his reputation... he is still considered a prominent figure in the capital."

Shen Qingge smiled slightly and spoke in an extremely cryptic manner.

Li Mo's reputation is not small, but it is not good either. After all, since he left the capital, many backlogged major cases have been cleared up, and the real culprit has been revealed, and a conclusion has been reached.

"This fight is still attracting a lot of attention."

"Who do you think Miss Shen can win?" Li Mo asked casually.

Shen Qingge pondered for a moment, showed a meaningful smile, and then shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, it's hard to say."

"but……"

Shen Qingge changed the topic and a sharp look came into her beautiful eyes.

"Brother Li, if you don't hesitate to give me some advice, I can get a glimpse of it first."

Between words, Shen Qingge actually wanted to ask for advice. She was originally a [Sword Swallowing Heaven]. She was a woman, not inferior to men, and her cultivation was so deep that she was considered outstanding even in the Xuantian Pavilion.

How could she not be willing to compete against the best of the younger generation?

"As you wish!"

Li Mo gave a soft drink, his eyes widened, and his pupils were as thin as a thread.

In an instant, deep in those pupils, there seemed to be a great sun's mysterious light circulating, as bright as the sky, endlessly arising and dying, evolving into infinite sword light, breaking into the void and rising up, covering Shen Qingge.

The latter's complexion suddenly changed, and he never expected that Li Mo would use his infinite sword skills in a single thought.

The light of the sword is like the condensed light of the sun, like the thunderous thunder. In the trance, there is actually the true fire samadhi, which separates and joins the Xuantian, burns the mountains and cooks the sea.

"It's different!?"
To be continued...