After a night of hard work, Luofu Mountain canceled the warning.

If there is no accident, the lost [Tudi Pixiu] should have escaped from the gate of Luofu Mountain.

Luofu Mountain covers an area of ​​800 miles, with deep ravines and many areas that are desolate. It is impossible to cover everything, and it is inevitable that the rat will take advantage of the loopholes.

To this end, Luofu Ninth Academy specially summoned disciples and held a general meeting, requiring all demon hunters to strengthen their professional capabilities, improve safety awareness, vigorously promote the spirit of mountain guarding and ascetic cultivation, contribute their own strength to ensure the safety of the mountain gate, and contribute to the cause of conquering demons and catching demons.

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At the meeting, Xiao Chaoyuan, deputy director of Shanguiyuan, delivered an important speech.

"It's so deserted today."

In the secluded prison, Li Mo was bored, and the light under his drooped eyelids was like glass.

After the eighth level of inner breath was completed, his whole body's energy and spirit were different. He stretched and returned to his normal appearance.

"90% of the high-level meetings are nonsense." Feng Wannian grinned.

"Xiaofu is unlucky this time. I don't know what kind of punishment he will receive." Li Mo thought of Hong Xiaofu.

In the early preparations, Luofu Mountain was not the mountain gate that Xuantian Pavilion focused on for assessment.

"Senior brother, you are telling me that for this in-house selection, will any disciples from Luofu Mountain be shortlisted?" Luo Shuixian couldn't help but ask.

She has a delicate figure and bright appearance, but she is a beautiful scenery in this deserted and remote mountain.

"Black Sword!"

As a two-star demon hunter, he didn't even know that the demon he suppressed had escaped, and ended up killing Senior Sister Lin.

"I'll go and greet you." Li Mo couldn't wait.

Among them, Black Sword [Ye Shizhu] is the last disciple of Luofu Mountain to enter the Xuantian Pavilion.

Three hundred years ago, that young man walked into the capital alone and entered the Xuantian Pavilion, carrying a long sword on his back.

The huge stone in front of you weighs at least fifty to sixty thousand kilograms. Even if you are a monk who has refined your inner breath, you cannot easily shake it with your bare hands.

"Defeating the sword? Isn't this... not defeating anyone else?" Luo Shuixian said with a smile.

"This horse riding..."

"Huh!?" Li Mo's heart skipped a beat.

The treasures Tianjiao brings have never let him down.

"Huh!?" Luo Narcissus looked gloomy, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

As a Xuantian Pavilion disciple who has lived in the capital for a long time, coming to a place like this suddenly is really a bit uncomfortable.

Almost all Xuantian Pavilion disciples have heard of the reputation of the [Black Sword].

"Senior brother, there doesn't seem to be any major sects in Longyuan Mansion."

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"That kind of existence actually came out of such a poor ravine?"

At that time, who could have thought that this ordinary Hanyi in a deserted village could become famous all over the world and achieve such a vicious reputation in the future.

"Senior brother! Let me do it..."

Suddenly, Long Jianfei raised his eyebrows and his eyes narrowed.

At this moment, the good horse neighed and trampled with its hooves. Long Jianfei suddenly reined in the reins and looked up to see a huge rock lying across the plank road, blocking their way.

Luo Narcissus swallowed involuntarily, finally knowing where he had reached.

In front of Xuantian Pavilion, no one in this world can bear these three words.

"Is it him!?" Luo Narcissus's face turned pale, and a trace of deep surprise flashed in her eyes.

"The sword that defeats all the world!" Long Jianfei's eyes narrowed.

He is a figure from three hundred years ago, but he is known as the most amazing disciple in the history of Mount Luofu.

On the horseback, Luo Shuixian couldn't help but curled her little mouth and looked to the side.

"You guessed it right. I heard that the head of the Ninth Academy gathered together and studied all night." Feng Wannian sighed.

"Probably not." Long Jianfei said casually.

Among the monsters he released, the monkeys in the back mountain were the most ferocious and the ants were the most obedient. They would come to visit Li Mo on the fifteenth day of every month and offer treasures or monsters.

This time he came out with the elders in the museum to assist in the selection ceremony. He happened to pass by while walking from here.

"Amazing?" Luo Shuixian chuckled.

"Today's Luofu Mountain is not very famous, but three hundred years ago, this sect produced an extraordinary disciple." Long Jianfei said in a deep voice.

"He wandered around Xishan for a long time, but couldn't find Tu Pixiu. He actually found a sword move left by the [Black Sword]." Feng Wannian said with great envy.

"The sword move left by the black sword!?" Li Mo couldn't help but be moved.

At this moment, the little guy angrily took out a large handful of sugar pills from his pocket, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed hard.

"As expected of Hong Xiaofu." Li Mo sighed.

In the history of Luofu Mountain, there were only seven people who passed the Xuantian Pavilion examination and entered the Daqian State Religion.

After him, the disciples of Luofu Mountain declined, and there was never another dazzling master like that.

As he spoke, he stood up, walked out of the cell, and looked outside the mountain gate.

"By the way, Luofu Mountain is nearby."

Today's conference is not only to raise the safety awareness of all monster hunters, but also to commend Hong Xiaofu.

Luo Shuixian was eager to try, and his right hand couldn't help but fall on the long knife on the horse's back.

"Today is already the fifteenth day. Logically speaking, Tianjiao should come to honor me." Li Mo murmured softly.

Call...

After Shenzong destroyed the law, martial arts were scarce in the world. Just this sword move was enough for the sect to attach great importance to it.

Only then did he realize that there was a child sitting cross-legged in front of the boulder. He was probably only five or six years old. He was wearing a red bellyband and had two pigtails on his head, swinging like whiskers.

This large stone seemed to have rolled down from the mountain, and was as high as a five or six-story building.

Such a crime is at least dereliction of duty, and I'm afraid he will inevitably be punished.

Deep in the mountains and swamps, on the winding plank road, there was a sound of trampling of horse hooves.

The black sword Shenfeng is still inserted in the Xuantian Pavilion [Shentong Hall], and no one dares to plunder it.

Recovering the [Black Sword] sword move for the sect is a great merit.

"How arrogant."

Having said this, Long Jianfei paused for a moment before saying, "Maybe you've heard of his other name."

"Luofu Mountain!?" Luo Narcissus looked confused and didn't seem to have much impression.

"Although he is arrogant, he has capital. Perhaps it is because he violated many people's taboos that this name has not been passed down..."

"There seems to be a sect nearby..." Long Jianfei pondered for a moment, as if he thought of something.

Li Mo curled his lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Unlucky? You didn't know he got lucky." Feng Wannian glanced at him and said.

"Defei Jian!" Long Jianfei's lips slightly opened and he spat out two words.

"What great luck."

From this point of view, it seems that only Shen Yimen was injured in the end.

"It took a sect's luck to create a monster like Heijian... From then on, Luofu Mountain withered and never produced any decent disciples." Long Jianfei said lightly.

"Um!?"

"Oh my god, if it's really the sword move left by Black Sword, then you're really out of luck." Li Mo couldn't help but be speechless.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up, stretched out his hands, and hugged the bottom of the boulder firmly.

"Hahaha... kid, get out of the way, you can't move this giant." Luo Shuixian couldn't help but laugh.

In the mountains and wilderness, even children’s minds are not very bright!

Rumble...

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound in the mountain, and the boulder weighing 50,000 to 60,000 kilograms was lifted up in the hands of the child.
Chapter completed!