As he spoke, Li Mo pointed out, and the white toad turned into a stream of light and fell into his hand, turning into a seed.

"Senior, take it back and plant it by the pond in front of Biyou Palace. It will bring good fortune one day." Li Mo explained.

On that day, during the Xuantian Great Tribulation, Bai Jingchan had offered a helping hand, which could be regarded as the conclusion of a period of cause and effect and fate.

"Okay!" Wan Zongliu nodded and took the seed, feeling extremely weird.

Who would have thought that the dignified master of Guixu would one day bury the master of Xuantian Pavilion with his own hands.

"Come!"

Li Mo hooked his fingers, and the [Spirit Cauldron] on the ancient altar fell into his hands, and a whimpering sound rose up, as if he was grateful.

As a result, Li Mo now has six of the Nine Cauldrons of the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, namely [Sacred Cauldron], [Immortal Cauldron], [Hidden Cauldron], [Cang Cauldron], [Emperor Cauldron] and [Ling Cauldron].

tripod】.

"After Shenzong, you are the only one who can control the Six Cauldrons." Wan Zonglu sighed.

"Not enough!"

Li Mo took a step forward and came to the depths of Xuantian Pavilion, in front of an ancient temple.

This is the dojo of the Tianshi Mansion. After it was merged into the Xuantian Pavilion, it was located in a corner.

At this time, incense was still rising in the ancient temple, and the stone statue of the founder of Tianshi Mansion was enshrined on the altar.

An old man was hunched over and busy sweeping in front of the altar.

"Uncle Chu." Li Mo called softly.

"You're here..."

Uncle Chu put down the broom in his hand, raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at Li Mo as if he had expected it.

"Uncle Chu seems to have been waiting for me." Li Mo chuckled, leaving Wan Zongliu behind and walked into the ancient temple alone.

"You are the nemesis of Xuantian Taoism, how could you fall so easily?" Uncle Chu shook his head.

"I know you will come here one day!"

"Uncle Chu, you are worthy of being the master of the [Tripod of Fate]." Li Mo seemed to have deep meaning and glanced at Uncle Chu.

"Ming Ding... Everyone has the right to choose their destiny..." Uncle Chu murmured softly, and suddenly asked: "You killed Wang Shendao!?"

Li Mo said nothing, just whispered and nodded.

"This is the fate he chose..." Uncle Chu sighed quietly, his expression changed, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.

The death of the last Heavenly Master represented the end of the lineage of Heavenly Masters.

He was so passionate that he couldn't help but be moved.

"Uncle Chu..."

As soon as Li Mo opened his mouth, Uncle Chu raised his hand to interrupt him.

"I know your reason for coming..."

As he spoke, Uncle Chu raised his hand, and a cauldron emerged from his palm, glowing with a bright and transparent luster.

"The Cauldron of Life!"

"Everyone has the right to choose their own destiny..."

Uncle Chu murmured, and the bright brilliance gradually spread, and Li Mo saw that the world inside [The Cauldron of Life] was completely red, and the sea of ​​blood was boiling, giving birth to a terrifying figure.

That figure was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the sea of ​​blood, with a twelve-grade red blood lotus beneath him.

"That's..." Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he actually recognized it. It was a very familiar face.

"Master Ji!?"

"Kill...kill...kill..."

Endless murderous intent emanated from Master Ji's body, and the sea of ​​blood surrendered. Two terrifying magic swords rose into the sky, carrying the world-destroying demonic power and creating a murderous light...

One sword is named [Yuan Tu], and the other sword is named [Abi].

"Why is he here?" Li Mo said in a deep voice.

"The Xuantian Catastrophe changed everyone's destiny. He merged with the blood fetus left by the mosquito and completed his transformation in endless pain and despair..." Uncle Chu said solemnly.

During the Xuantian Catastrophe, the lineage of King Zhennan was cut off from now on. Those are all the relatives and close friends of Master Ji.

His father was buried in a catastrophe, and Master Ji was furious with hatred. After merging the blood fetus, he found the remains and soul of Ji Yuan Tu, and actually trained it into a magic sword named [Yuan Tu Sword]

].

"He is going through a demonic calamity... experiencing different fates... Those are all his own choices... You can't help him..." Uncle Chu said solemnly.

This is the mystery of Fate Cauldron, which can correct the consequences of fate through repeated attempts.

This may also be Master Ji’s greatest opportunity.

At that time, he was no longer the former Jishi, but...

Styx Blood Ancestor!!!

"Destiny...it's so mysterious." Li Mo sighed and put the [Tripod of Life] in his bag.

At this point, Jiuding has seven of them.

Next, his target is the [Demon Cauldron], the demon cauldron that fell into the hands of [Zhenjun Yuanwu].

"Are you going to look for that piece of skin and find True Lord Yuanwu!?"

At this moment, Uncle Chu spoke.

"good."

"Don't bother... Mingding has already given instructions..."

"The demon fairy is hidden in the lost sacred mountain between the heaven and the earth..." Uncle Chu stared at Li Mo coldly with his faint eyes.

"You mean..."

"The sky is not too high, but this mountain is the highest... That is the entrance to the forbidden land, the terrifying inheritance of a sect for all eternity... If it were you, you would definitely be able to find it... The name of that mountain is..."
Chapter completed!