Yangqiu County.
In the northwest direction of the county, there were a few hills in the lush mountains.
These were the tombs of Xiao Bai's grandmother and her clansmen. When they left Yangqiu County, Li Mu and Xiao Bai buried them with their own hands.
Xiao Bai knelt in front of the tombs with tears in her eyes. She sobbed and said, "Grandma, Big Sister Yingying, Big Sister Yanyan, Xiao Bai has avenged you …"
Qing Chengzi's body was lying in front of the tombs. He had committed suicide. After being abandoned by Xuanzong, he knew that he would not have a good ending, so he dispersed his soul.
Li Mu flicked his finger and a fireball landed on his body.
The flames rose instantly and were extinguished in an instant.
A gust of wind blew, and everything returned to dust. The grudges between Xiao Bai and Qing Chengzi, as well as the grudges between Li Mu and Xuanzong, were resolved.
Li Mu stayed here with Xiao Bai for a few hours before returning to his ancestral home in Yangqiu County.
The place that was once extremely familiar to him was now completely different. The shops on the street had changed several times, and the roads that he used to patrol had become unfamiliar. It was no longer the Yangqiu County that Li Mu was familiar with.
The sky was already bright. Li Mu looked at Xiao Bai, who was still sleeping soundly beside him, and a smile appeared on his face.
Six snow-white fluffy tails were hanging by the bed. She had taken her revenge, and the only thing that bothered her was put down. Last night, she had silently advanced in her sleep.
Xiao Bai's talent was not bad. Under Li Mu's nourishment, she had never lacked any cultivation resources. The medicinal power in her body had accumulated, and her Dharmic powers were far superior to ordinary Dharmic powers. She should have advanced to the sixth realm like Liu Hanyan and Li Qing, but because of the unresolved knot in her heart, her cultivation had stagnated for a long time.
The knot in Xiao Bai's heart had been untied, and Li Mu had also put down a huge burden in his heart.
To treat the number one sect in the world as an enemy required a great deal of courage. In order to be able to speak with Xuanzong on an equal footing one day, Li Mu had made countless efforts in the past two years.
He had already returned the humiliation of that day in double.
From now on, he and Xuanzong would mind their own business. He would go his own way, and they would go their own way.
The glory of Xuanzong is a thing of the past. In the near future, Fu-lu School will replace it.
In the coming days, Li Mu needed to focus all of his attention on the Demonic Path.
During this time, although the Demonic Path had been quiet, Li Mu could already feel the calm before the storm. When the Demonic Path Ancestors gathered together, the calamity of the righteous path would also arrive.
Deep in the South Sea, Ghost Island.
Aside from the people of the Demon Sect, no one knew the location of Ghost Island.
It was not that the island was remote, but that the location of Ghost Island was not fixed. To be exact, it was a floating island floating in the South Sea. For hundreds and thousands of years, it had been wandering aimlessly. Only through the mutual sensing between the tokens of the Demonic Path could the location of the island be found.
Xuan Ming sat up in his sarcophagus on the tower in the center of the island. He lowered his voice and said, "Buddha, Daoism, Monster, Ghost, Dragon Tribe … For thousands of years, no one has ever united them. Even Ao Qing couldn't do it. What's so special about him?"
The Third Ancestor slowly said, "In the past ten thousand years, he is indeed the biggest anomaly we have encountered."
Xuan Ming said regretfully, "Unfortunately, he did not flatten Xuanzong. This will save us a lot of trouble in the future."
The Third Ancestor said, "He is a smart man, but Tian Jizi is not that simple. Li Mu has united many forces. The situation in the Zu Continent is no longer under our control. Order all disciples to stop all actions and wait for the right opportunity …"
One order after another silently spread out from Ghost Island.
…
Shen 'du.
Ever since Li Mu brought everyone to Xuanzong for a stroll, the entire Zu Continent seemed to have settled down.
Earlier, there were still traces of the Demonic Path in the various counties and southern countries of the Great Zhou. Overnight, they seemed to have evaporated into thin air, disappearing without a trace.
Without a doubt, the forces gathered by Li Mu this time had intimidated the Demonic Path.
Although the Demonic Path's Three Ancestors and Xuan Ming were on Ghost Island, the number of core experts was far less than what Li Mu had gathered that day. After realizing the difference in strength, they did not dare to be too active on the continent.
In the entire Zu Continent, the only place that was not so peaceful was the Shen Nation.
The conflicts between the tribes in Yanzhou were getting more and more intense. The flames of war spread to the borders of the Shen Nation, resulting in a lot of bloodshed and even deaths. Although the Shen Nation had sent troops to suppress the conflicts, the conflicts would not subside in a short time.
Li Mu had been diligently cultivating in Shen 'du these days. The existence of the First and Second Ancestors of the Demonic Path made him uneasy.
After the dual cultivation, Liu Hanyan and Li Qing were exhausted and fell asleep. Li Mu was still full of energy. His body was comparable to that of the Dragon Clan. He could only return to his study, take out two pieces of top-grade spiritual jade, and cultivate with them in his hands.
"Creak …"
At a certain moment, the study's door suddenly opened and then slowly closed. Two figures slipped into the room. Li Mu opened his eyes and asked, "Why aren't you sleeping? What are you doing here?"
Xiao Bai blushed and said, "I want to sleep with Benefactor."
Wanwan continued, "I want to sleep with Xiao Bai."
Xiao Bai wanted to sleep with Li Mu, and Wanwan wanted to sleep with Xiao Bai. However, when they slept, they lay on either side of Li Mu. Li Mu originally wanted to cultivate all night, but now he could only sleep with them.
Li Mu could not sleep well with the fragrance of girls on both sides.
It was all because of that damned Ao Qing's inheritance that his resistance to beauty was greatly reduced. If he didn't recite the Clear Heart Art, even little Bai Wanwan couldn't resist his willpower.
Li Mu restrained the impulse in his heart. After an unknown period of time, Xiao Bai's voice sounded in his ear.
"Benefactor."
"Hmm?"
Xiao Bai leaned close to Li Mu's ear and whispered, "Benefactor, I, I want to tell you something."
Li Mu asked, "What is it?"
Xiao Bai lowered her voice and said softly, "Sister Wanwan and I are no longer children …"
It was unknown if the fox race was born to do this, but after saying this, the usually innocent and cute Xiao Bai actually stuck out her small tongue and licked Li Mu's earlobe. At the same time, on the other side, Wanwan's body also leaned over …
…
In the past month, Li Mu had roughly experienced Ao Qing's happiness.
Ever since Wanwan and Xiao Bai, Ting Xin, who had never been obedient, sneaked into his room one night. That night, Li Mu learned for the first time how clingy the snake demon was.
And one night, when Ting Xin encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation and came to ask Li Mu for advice on cultivation problems, she happened to bump into Ting Xin, who had sneaked into Li Mu's room. The double happiness became double happiness.
Finally, his body, which was as strong as a dragon's, could not take it anymore.
The Dao of Dual Cultivation also had to be controlled. Cultivating without restrictions would instead be counterproductive.
Li Mu planned to rest for a few days and return to White Cloud Mountain to see the progress of his disciples' cultivation.
The Spirit Jades plundered from the Four Seas' Dragon Race made Fu-lu School the richest sect in the cultivation world.
Even if the Five Daoist Sects and the Three Buddhist Sects were added together, they were still far from White Cloud Mountain's Spirit Jades. This was because the Four Seas' Dragon Race was just too rich. In the smaller continents, the resources were divided among countless factions and sects. There was not much left in each person's hands.
However, the largest ocean was the Dragon Race's territory. There were only a hundred or so Dragon Race members in the Four Seas. They monopolized the ocean's resources. Ordinary people could not imagine how deep their foundation was.
The various sects did not lack geniuses, but their resources were extremely limited.
The sect had two powerhouses at the peak of the Blessed Realm, but there was only one portion of resources that could allow a Fifth Realm cultivator to enter the Sixth Realm. This was the most important reason that limited the number of powerhouses in each sect.
The problem Fu-lu School was facing now was that the sect had two powerhouses at the peak of the Blessed Realm, but there were ten portions of resources that could allow a Fifth Realm cultivator to enter the Sixth Realm.
The disciples who could not obtain too many resources in the past did not need to fight for them. Everyone had a share. This caused the disciples who broke through to the next realm to spring up like bamboo shoots after a rain in the past month.
Although Seventh Realm powerhouses were not made from Spirit Jades, there were a few elders who were stuck at the peak of the Blessed Realm who broke through with the help of Spirit Jades. The number of Sixth Realm powerhouses in Fu-lu School quickly increased to eleven.
This number was still a little lacking compared to the current Xuanzong. However, Fu-lu School had already surpassed Xuanzong in terms of the number of Seventh Realm powerhouses. With almost endless resources, it was only a matter of time before the sect's core strength surpassed Xuanzong's.
However, Spirit Jades could increase the sect's overall strength, but they could not increase the sect's peak combat strength.
Breaking through to the Seventh Realm either relied on legacies or Emperor Qi. There were shortcuts. However, how could one break through to the Eighth Realm?
Fu-lu School once had a Ninth Realm powerhouse, but at that time, the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth was not as thin as it was today. One could reach the Ninth Realm through normal cultivation. The same method could no longer be used today.
In today's world, the only ones who knew about the cultivation method of the Eighth Realm were probably Xuanzong and the Demonic Path.
However, it was clear that neither Xuanzong nor the Demonic Path would reveal it to Li Mu.
In order to face the danger that could come at any time, Li Mu stayed at White Cloud Mountain for three days before heading to the Yao Nation to discuss the Dao of Dual Cultivation with Huan Ji.
At the same time, in Yanzhou.
On a vast plain, two large tribes were fighting fiercely. Tens of thousands of soldiers had died on the battlefield. The entire plain was covered in mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The land that stretched as far as the eye could see was dyed dark red by blood.
Under the plain.
Ten thousand feet deep.
A sinister man sat cross-legged. Streaks of Baleful Qi were attracted from the battlefield above and entered his body. The more intense the battle above was, the more Baleful Qi flowed into the ground. It gradually formed a black cocoon that enveloped the sinister man.
Juku Continent.
Juku Continent was located overseas, far away from the other continents. It did not have much interaction with the other continents.
Unlike the divided Zu Continent, Juku Continent had hundreds of millions of people, but only one unified country, the Ying Nation.
A few months ago, a sudden plague swept through the Ying Kingdom. Hundreds of thousands of people had already died from the plague, and the number was still increasing. The cultivators of the Ying Continent had tried to save them, but no matter if it was pills or talismans, none of them had any effect on the plague.
More and more people died in their homes, on the streets, and everywhere else. The air above Juku Continent was filled with a thick Baleful Qi. Even if cultivators encountered it, they would avoid it.
No one knew that at the center of this deathly aura, there was a gray figure floating in the air. His eyes had no pupils and were completely gray. An ancient book page floated above his head, and the deathly aura in the distance was attracted by the book page and slowly gathered towards this place …
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