Li Mo stood up thoughtfully.

"Gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and turned into a stream of light, escaped from the Huayin Tower and disappeared into the long night sky.

"Heir of the Black Sword..."

Xia Chanming watched the night wind pouring into the house, causing the window lattice to vibrate, and a gleam flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Black Sword... the mission you left to me for the Nine Treasures Lingchan lineage will not start until three hundred years later!"

Xia Chanming clenched her jade hands tightly, and a touch of bitterness could not help but appear on her beautiful face.

…

Nancheng, Demon Suppression Temple.

It was dark and late at night, and it was bustling with activity during the day. Guanyu, which was full of incense and incense, seemed to have fallen asleep, and there was no longer any vitality.

Only the dim candlelight shines through the partially closed door.

"Brother Li, what are we doing here?"

Tang Sanbai followed Li Mo, as if he were returning to his own home, he opened the door and entered.

"Come here and try your luck." Li Mo said casually.

Tang Sanbai came from Jiang Wuyao's lineage, which can be regarded as a branch of the Tianshi Mansion. If he has a true fate with the Demon Sword, he can not only solve the problem of demonization, but also increase his strength in a short period of time.

At that time, the gambling battle between the Nine Thousand Taoists and the Third Heavenly Master will no longer be one-sided.

"The Demon Sword..."

Li Mo passed through the incense hall and entered the main view. He saw a clay sculpture standing on the altar, with beard and hair reaching to the chest, and an immortal style. He was holding a sword in his hand. It was not a wooden sword, but made of clay and stone.

The sword is three feet long and has the inner family's secret talisman and elixir pattern on it, which is mysterious and extraordinary.

"This is the Heavenly Master Demon Sword? Isn't it a wooden sword?" Li Mo murmured.

"This is not the Heavenly Master's Demon Sword."

At this moment, an old voice came from outside the temple.

"Someone."

Tang Sanbai was like a frightened bird, scurrying behind Li Mo, craning his neck and looking over.

An old man with gray hair and a stooped body walked in unsteadily holding a lantern.

"Hmm? Young man, don't you know that you are not allowed to offer incense at night? If you want to worship, please come early tomorrow."

As he spoke, the gray-haired old man glanced at Li Mo, and his faint eyes hovered over Tang Sanbai for a moment.

"Who are you?" Li Mo asked.

"The old man's surname is Chu, and he is the temple's blessing here. Everyone who knows me calls me Lao Chu."

"Temple blessing..."

Lao Chu ignored Li Mo, walked straight to the altar, and filled the old oil lamp with a spoonful of lamp oil.

"Uncle Chu, I heard that the Demon Sword was left by the founder of the Tianshi Mansion, and it can bring good luck and avoid disaster... We brothers sold their wives to collect enough money for travel expenses and incense, so we came here specially to pay our respects.

..." Li Mo said with great sincerity.

"If you have anything to offer me, just keep the incense money." Lao Chu said casually.

Hearing this, Li Mo laughed dryly and said: "Didn't you say that the Demon Sword is a wooden sword? Why is it carved from stone?"

"Who told you this was the Demon Sword?" Lao Chu glanced at it and said calmly.

"Isn't this the statue of the founder of Tianshi Mansion?"

"This is the statue of the current master of today's palace."

"ah!?"

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became extremely strange.

"You think it's shameless, too. How can anyone get a statue of themselves and receive incense?" Lao Chu said with a grin.

"Forehead……"

"Then this is..."

Li Mo's eyes couldn't help but fall on the stone sword.

"That is the palace master's magic sword, called [Xiandu Sword]... This sword has a much greater reputation than the Demon Sword... so its popularity is even stronger." Lao Chu said casually.

As a temple priest, you can tell the difference between the Dang Demon Sword and the Xiandu Sword just by looking at the monthly incense money.

The dragon and tiger's golden elixir combine wonderfully with the sky, and the sword opens the immortal capital to form a magical connection.

"Master of Tianshi Mansion...Wang Shendao's magic sword!"

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly. He had been in Beijing for so long, so he had naturally heard of Wang Shendao's name.

It is rumored that this man has lived for nearly three hundred years and is a contemporary of Black Sword. At the same time, he is also the oldest and most powerful person in the Tianshi Mansion.

The Xiandu Sword is his matching sword.

"The master's sword of Tianshi Mansion... it must be very powerful... I'm afraid all the monsters in the world will be scared to death when they hear the name..."

Tang Sanbai couldn't help but said.

As a disciple of the Wuyao lineage, he is also quite familiar with the Tianshi Mansion.

Throughout the ages, only the strongest Celestial Masters have the qualifications to inherit the title of Palace Master.

With his sword, he must be the strongest demon hunter in the world...

"Don't say those two words...don't say them..."

Before Tang Sanbai could say anything, Lao Chu came over, his eyes full of warning.

"The strongest?"

"It's just these two words...be careful of causing the disaster of killing..."

"Why? You can't even praise him?" Tang Sanbai said in astonishment.

"You are not praising him, you are sarcastically criticizing him..." Lao Chu lowered his voice and said, "If our petty master hears this, you will be dead..."

"Where am I being sarcastic?" Tang Sanbai was even more confused.

"Xiandu Sword...it cannot bear the title of the strongest in the world..."

"Billy Red Dust, it is just the second sword in the world, and there is another sword on its head..."

"Wu Sheng Killing Sword!"
Chapter completed!