Relegated to heaven and wandering around in the mortal world, he is naturally the best among flowers.

Li Chenxian, the first generation master of the Xuantian Pavilion, commanded the four sects, shocked the world's orthodoxy, and was unparalleled in strength.

Someone once said that this woman was the only one in ancient times. If Shenzong had not been born, her cultivation would be so high that she would be the best in the world and invincible in the world.

Nine hundred years ago, even monsters like Han Qi, the first generation leader of the Ling Sect, were intimidated by this woman's rule, controlling the Ling Sect and not daring to act rashly.

"She is not only the first generation owner of Xuantian Pavilion, but also one of the founders of Xia, Shang and Zhou..."

Chen Wangdu leaned close to Li Mo's ear and whispered softly.

"Xia, Shang and Zhou... the first owner of the Xuantian Pavilion turned out to be a woman..." Li Mo couldn't help but lose consciousness when he looked at the green shirt on the yellowed scroll.

"Why haven't I heard of it before?"

"This..." Chen Wangdu hesitated and hesitated for a long time before saying: "This is the secret of Xuantian Pavilion, and it doesn't mean much..."

"The first owner of the museum lived a lonely life and never married... It is said that not long after the Xuantian Pavilion was founded, she ignored Shenzong's plea to stay and left the capital..."

"Because of this, this laid the foundation for Han Qi's subsequent defection..."

"It's extremely cold up here." Li Mo murmured.

Shenzong has the courage to destroy all laws in the world, which is rare in ancient times. It is rare to see this king, and his strength is unparalleled in the world.

But after reaching the top, who can enjoy such a scene with me?

"Sir, be careful what you say." Chen Wangdu looked around and saw no one around before he said.

"In the later years of Emperor Shenzong's reign, the first owner of the museum once revisited his old place and came to the capital again..."

Speaking of this, Chen Wangdu's face trembled slightly, showing a strange expression.

"The world has gone through vicissitudes, and the years have changed, but the beauty of the first-generation museum owner remains the same. She seems like a relegated immortal. Although she has experienced the world of mortals, she is not tainted by any fireworks. She entered the forbidden palace alone and saw Shenzong for the last time..."

"The last moment..."

"Yes, that was the last time they met in this life. Facing the common master of the world, the greatest king in history, the first generation master made an extremely bold request."

"What request?"

Li Mo asked.

"A fight to the death!"

"What!?"

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, mistakenly thinking that he heard wrongly.

"I only want one battle, which will determine victory or defeat, as well as life and death." Chen Wangdu said solemnly.

"Are you okay? Are you okay!?" Li Mo's eyes widened and his expression became very strange.

He really couldn't understand the thoughts of these ancient bosses.

The first generation owner of the Xuantian Pavilion, her relationship with Shenzong is complicated. The two met when they were young. They have gone through the years together and created an era together. The magnificent legends of Xia, Shang and Zhou, and the shocking past and present of Shenzong's destruction of law... they all have something in common.

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To Shenzong, Li Chenxian was both a monarch and a minister, as well as an old friend.

In Shenzong's later years, old friends died, and the two met again after a long separation. It was such a situation that it was hard to understand who was responsible.

"How did Shenzong respond?"

"Shenzong agreed." Chen Wangdu said in a deep voice.

"It is said... that the two of them fought at the Mount of Everlasting Sorrow, and that there were only two people present to watch the battle..."

"Which two?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

Shenzong is the most powerful person in the world, and Li Chenxian is the first generation master of Xuantian Pavilion.

This battle must be earth-shattering, perhaps the most spectacular battle in the past thousand years. Those who are lucky enough to witness this battle must be extraordinary.

"I have no idea……"

Chen Wangdu shook his head. This matter was too long ago, and it was only passed down to later generations in sporadic ways.

"What was the result?"

"Ten moves... The first generation master took Shenzong's ten moves forcefully and died of exhaustion, falling into his arms."

"Only ten moves?" Li Mo's eyebrows jumped and he showed a strange expression.

In an era like 900 years ago, Li Chenxian's strength could be said to be unrivaled in the world, and there were even talks of banishing the immortal and becoming the king without the emergence of Shenzong.

Such a master is enough to rank among the top three of that era.

Even so, he can only take the ten moves of Shenzong? The gap is so huge that it is simply unimaginable.

"In his later years, Shenzong's cultivation has already reached the peak of heaven and earth... Being able to take ten moves is already considered astonishing. If Shenzong doesn't do it, he will be invincible in the world."

Chen Wangdu sighed leisurely.

"It is said that when the battle ended, there was heavy snowfall in the capital, and the mountains of Everlasting Sorrow were all white for ten miles..."

"The first generation master of the museum was lying in Shenzong's arms... Three days later, Shenzong just walked out of the Mount of Everlasting Sorrow..."

"From then on, Shenzong became more and more lonely, living in seclusion, and never came to court again until he became an emperor!"

"Old friends on the road are getting rarer, and I am also drifting away..." Li Mo couldn't help sighing when he heard this.

Even though he is an unparalleled strong man and invincible in the world, he is still no match for the ruthlessness of time. Even a strong man like Shenzong cannot escape the vicissitudes of life and the changes in the world.

"Because of this, the reputation of the first generation museum owner is not known to the world, and few people mention it."

Chen Wangdu said calmly: "But she is different from Han Qi... Shenzong misses her very much."

"I can't figure it out... I really can't figure it out..."

Li Mo really couldn't figure out what kind of entanglement there was between Shenzong and the first generation owner, which could lead to this step.

"Today's people don't see what the ancients thought about... Who can explain clearly what happened more than nine hundred years ago?"

Chen Wangdu took an incense stick from the table next to it.

"Sir, please pay your respects."

"Um!"

Li Mo took the incense stick, lit it with candlelight, and bowed three times to the vague yellowed scroll amid the lingering incense.

"Li Mo..."

Just after offering incense, a shout came from behind.

Li Mo turned around and looked around, and saw Wang Lingce waving from a distance to come over.

"Master Jiansi..."

"Li Mo... The capital has been uneasy recently, and you should know the situation..." Wang Lingce said with a wry smile.

"I asked you to help the Heavenly Master's pilgrimage... There has been no trouble for many years. Who knew that there would be an accident this year..."

As he spoke, Wang Lingce looked at Li Mo apologetically.

This time, all the officials, big and small, who were responsible for the security of the capital and the affairs of the Celestial Master's pilgrimage were punished, ranging from fines and suspensions to the confiscation of their homes and annihilation.

Naturally, Li Mo was not spared and was fined three months' salary.

This made Wang Lingce feel very sorry. It was originally just a formality, and there had been no troubles since the Tianshi Mansion was founded. Who would have thought that an accident would happen this time.

"Adults don't need to care."

Li Mo was extremely generous. Although he was innocently implicated, he didn't take it seriously. He ate his three months' salary as breakfast.

"It's also the gang of monsters in Guixu who are too rampant and lawless."

Wang Lingce gritted his teeth, with a fierce look in his eyes, as if he was fighting for Li Mo's injustice.

"Sir, are you sure it was Gui Xu who did this?" Li Mo muttered in his heart, but couldn't help but ask again.

"The evidence is conclusive and cannot be denied."

Wang Lingce said coldly: "It's time to clean up these debris."

As he spoke, Wang Lingce took out a sealed file from behind his back and handed it to Li Mo.

"This is..." Li Mo took it easily.

"Open it and take a look."

Li Mo opened the secret file and found that there was a list of names and relevant detailed information... There were men and women, old and young, court officials, traffickers and lackeys... almost from all walks of life in the capital.

Their background and current situation are recorded in detail.

"The identities of these people are questionable, and there is a high possibility that there are secret agents planted by Guixu in the capital..." Wang Lingce said in a deep voice.

"Um!?"

Li Mo was rummaging around randomly. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly lit up and he landed on a piece of information in his hand.

It was clearly written on it, Xia Cicada is singing, [Huayin Tower] Oiran...
To be continued...