In the past, the emperor's land was full of dragons, but now the land is full of desolation.

The capital city, once the most prosperous and prosperous place in the world, has now been reduced to ruins.

Fifteen years ago, during the Xuantian Catastrophe, the Doom Dharma came to the world, and the great empires and mountains were no longer around. This thousand-year-old capital was also burned to the ground and turned into scorched earth. The tragedy was even worse than when the fire hit the capital.

"The fire that hit the capital only burned half of the city... In today's capital, is there still a trace of that past?"

Wan Zongliu looked at the broken walls and ruins and couldn't help sighing.

"Even so, the capital is still the center of the world." Li Mo said calmly.

There is no other reason, just because [Xuantian Pavilion] stands here. After the great catastrophe, the imperial power disappeared and the divine power was supreme.

Xuantian Pavilion is the deified supreme authority.

That is the only hope for people in the world and the only way to transcend the human world and enter the immortal world.

"The Xuantian Pavilion masters have withered away. In fact, they are no longer what they used to be." Wan Zongliu said calmly.

After the Dharma came to the world and Tongtian worshiped the Tao, the level of spiritual practice in the world has improved a lot, and even enlightened people have emerged one after another, which was unimaginable before.

However, under such a background, the masters of Xuantian Pavilion were completely destroyed.

The original master of Xuantian Pavilion, Bai Jingchan, was seriously injured and imprisoned in the capital, unable to escape.

Xuantian Qijue, Monk King and Tiangang all died in the catastrophe that year.

As for Yuan Sheng and Wuzong, they also fell into the hands of Li Mo not long ago.

The butcher was seriously injured and has not recovered yet, and is almost in seclusion.

"Based on this, the only remaining members of the Xuantian Seven Arts back then were the [Army Master] and the [Divine Machine]."

Li Mo sighed softly. When he was still a little guy, Xuantian Qijue was a god-like existence. He didn't expect that time would pass by, but only fifteen years later, the former extremely powerful man would wither away.

"Emperor Qian and King Li Zong followed Lord Jiuyang into the forbidden area of ​​Shenzong... Today's Xuantian Pavilion can be broken with just a hand." Wan Zongliu said calmly.

Guixu and Xuantian Pavilion have been entangled in their grudges for thousands of years. As the leader of Guixu, Wan Zongliu never thought that in his generation, he would be able to openly enter the capital and defeat Xuantian Pavilion.

"Times have changed."

In front of the Xuantian Pavilion, Li Mo revisited his old place and couldn't help but be filled with emotions.

Today's Xuantian Pavilion is very different from fifteen years ago. The palace and even the Tianshi Mansion have been moved here.

The Xuantian Eight Sects of the past have long since disappeared, and the only thing that can be seen is the kneeling statue of Han Qi, the first generation leader of the Ling Sect, still standing there.

"Han Qi, the big traitor...it's been so many years since I've seen it."

Li Mo's mind flashed back to his past. At that time, he had just started playing. "Han Qi, the Traitor" was a must-see classic play for every Xuantian Pavilion disciple. Some disciples were even pulled to play the role of a big man.

"There's not even a single person in the huge Xuantian Pavilion?" Wan Zongliu glanced at it and found it strange.

"As early as we entered the capital, someone noticed it..." Li Mo said casually.

"There are still experts in Xuantian Pavilion!"

As he spoke, Li Mo raised his hand, and everything around him slowly faded like dust, revealing the true scene.

There are ruins and wreckage all over the place, and there is no trace of Xuantian Pavilion anywhere.

"This is……"

Wan Zongliu's expression changed slightly, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

He didn't expect that with his own cultivation, he could enter the illusion and think it was true!?

"True is true and false is false, false is false and true is true...the way to practice is to cultivate the true through falsehood..."

Li Mo didn't pay too much attention: "Who can say that everything we see in the world we live in must be true?"

"Perhaps, it's just another illusion."

"True and false, false and true..."

Li Mo's words were like a wake-up call, causing Wan Zongliu to fall into deep contemplation. Indeed, if he is still in the illusion, can he wake up?

The real strong man, the real detachment, is the one who can defeat all illusions.

But who can be sure that the reality you are in is not false!?

"As soon as you think deeply, you will enter the devil's path... Master Tongtian is indeed the Master of Tongtian!"

At this moment, a mysterious sound came from the depths of the ruins, and it sounded a little solemn.

"Long time no see."

Li Mo looked over indifferently, waved his hand, and the surrounding scene changed again.

At this moment, they appeared in an ancient palace, illuminated by flickering candles.

"Where is this?" Wan Zongliu asked in a deep voice.

"Xuantian Pavilion, Tianyi Palace..." Li Mo said lightly: "This used to be Shenji's dojo."

"The seven secrets of Xuantian are unpredictable." Wan Zongliu thought thoughtfully.

At this time, Li Mo slowly walked towards the depths of the hall. In the center, there was a vat with transparent glass, filled with unknown liquid, with bubbles popping up one after another...

A brain was immersed in that vat, floating up and down, as if it was running, breathing, and beating...

"This is..." Wan Zongliu raised his eyebrows, feeling the aura of [Hedao Realm] from that weird brain.

"Magic machine..." Li Mo said calmly, his eyes darkened.

"God Ji? He is God Ji?" Wan Zongliu said in astonishment.

Even as the Lord of Guixu, he never thought that Xuantian Qijue, who was famous all over the world in the past, now only has one brain left, and it is a brain with the aura of Hedao realm.

"Lord of Guixu, you are here too."

A strange fluctuation came from the "brain in the vat", revealing a long-lost sigh.

"How did you become like this?" Wan Zongliu asked puzzled.

"This is the power of [Xuan Tian]..." Li Mo said in a deep voice.

He could sense that this brain was extraordinary and unpredictable. The frequency of every breath, thought and beat seemed to resonate with the heaven and earth. Every flash of spiritual light was like the sun, moon and stars in the sky, eternal. In other words...

"This brain can monitor the world and master all the secrets everywhere..."

"The reason why Guixu was exposed was because of this brain." Li Mo said calmly.

Guixu has been passed down for thousands of years and has been hidden in the two extremes of heaven and earth. It has never appeared in the world. This exposure is due to the terrifying calculation and monitoring capabilities of this brain.

"It's really sad that the mighty Xuantian Qijue was trained into a brain." Wan Zongliu frowned, feeling extremely weird.

At this moment, Xuantian Pavilion was like a devil's cave in his eyes.

"Lord of Guixu, your vision is too short-sighted... How do you know that what you see is the truth?"

A cold laughter came from the brain in the tank: "The world I live in is the supreme and the only immortal..."

"True or false, this is also a way of cultivation. If you can't transcend it, you will sink into it..." Li Mo raised his hand, interrupting the argument between the two.

"Shenji, you still have a long way to go."

"It doesn't matter." The brain in the tank seemed to enjoy it and didn't care.

"Let's go, this is his own path."

Li Mo shook his head and led Wan Zongliu out of the [Palace of Heavenly Will]. Such a method, with just one thought, was like a demonic path, and the inevitable disaster was right in front of him.

In the new era, this former Xuantian Qijue has chosen an unusual path.

Just as he walked out, the [Heavenly Palace] behind him suddenly collapsed and turned into ruins, sinking into the depths of the earth.

"He is..."

"No matter how time goes by, there is something else wonderful in the world he created..." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

In the Hedao realm, one transcends the five hundred years of life and death.

Ten years, twenty years, thirty years, or even thousands of years later, I don’t know if anyone will discover this brain. Perhaps, it will be a fate and a new story.

"Too much trouble!"

At this moment, Li Mo flicked his finger, and the huge Xuantian Pavilion instantly collapsed. Powerful auras scattered in all directions as if they were facing the end.

At the same time, the void in the deepest part of Xuantian Pavilion was finally exposed in front of Li Mo.

On top of the huge copper pillar, a figure was imprisoned by thick chains. His life and nutrients were continuously extracted and poured into the cauldron on the altar next to him.

"Bai Jing Chan!?" Wan Zongchuan shouted.

The former head of Xuantian Pavilion was liquidated because he was on the wrong team when Xuantian Taoism was born. Now he is at the end of his rope and is about to reach the end of his life.

"After the Xuantian catastrophe, everyone else worked hard and made breakthroughs...but he..." Wan Zongliu couldn't help but sigh.

Shenji only had one brain left, and he had already broken through to the Hedao realm.

On the contrary, masters like Bai Jingchan were tortured day and night, and saw that all the Taoist fruits would be wiped out.

"The remnants of the old era are destined not to be favored by fate." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.
To be continued...