The Great Ruler: My Mother is the Empress

Chapter 7: The Mysterious Moon Has No Beginning

Xuanyue Cave is an insignificant small sect in the Northern Territory, located in an oasis.

There are many ditches here, long streams, ancient trees blocking the sun, fairy vines forming bridges, and bridges between the cliffs, forming pathways, but it has a special mysterious atmosphere.

Now, two uninvited guests were welcomed in front of the mountain gate of Xuanyue Cave.

"Xuan Yue Cave? Brother Mo Fan, what are we doing here?"

The little girl, who had rarely woken up, lay quietly in Mo Fan's arms. She was as delicate as a piece of jade, and her big, lively eyes blinked as she looked at Mo Fan with confusion.

"We'll find out later."

"Well, Xuanyue Cave is supporting Liuding and exploiting the people here. Let's take advantage of this situation and solve the problem today!"

"Ahead of Xuanyue Cave, stop those who come!"

Looking at the Xuan Yue Cave disciple who was coming on a rainbow, Mo Fan pointed his finger directly, and the Xuan Yue disciple who had just flown over suddenly had a blood hole on his forehead and fell to the ground from the air.

Mo Fan held his little girl in one hand and waved his sleeve with the other hand. The surging divine power instantly shattered the entire mountain gate.

Along with this, the area within a mile radius turned into powder, which immediately alarmed the supreme elders, the head teacher and others in Xuanyue Cave.

A moment later, the main peak of Xuanyue Cave was littered with corpses and blood flowed like a river.

"Don't kill me!"

"Please, let me go..."

A group of Xuan Yue disciples who were frightened and collapsed on the ground, trembling, looked at Mo Fan in horror, the horrifying scene just now still seemed to be right before their eyes.

Their supreme master who had cultivated to the third level of the Taoist Palace was actually killed by the other party with just one finger.

More than a dozen elders, several supreme elders, and the headmaster of Xuanyue Cave were turned into blood by the other party's cold snort, and they were so scared that they almost lost their souls.

When Mo Fan stopped, he had killed about 200 people from Xuanyue Cave, leaving only 20 to 30 people.

There were many stone cliffs and no grass growing. It was very desolate. Mo Fan brought his little girl here.

In the most remote place, on the broken stone mountain, there is an ancient cave, which is as old as water and the void is like sound, as if there is a great road flowing out.

"The Tao is vast but ignorant, the heart is thoughtful but uninhibited, and things are endless but nothing different."

On the cliff, there are three lines of ancient characters that are almost worn away. They are so old that they are almost invisible.

"Brother Mo Fan, look quickly. There is a big guy over there with his back to us. There is a big bell above his head—"

"By the way, his big clock looks a lot like the big plate you have, Brother Mo Fan!"

The little girl who had been following Mo Fan quietly suddenly pointed at the ancient stone cliff over there and shouted to Mo Fan in surprise.

“Great Emperor Wu Shi!” A piece of ancient jade appeared in Mo Fan’s hand. On this piece of ancient jade, there were some maps of mountains and rivers engraved. It was unknown how many generations it had been passed down, and these traces were almost erased.

It was a fragment of ancient jade of the Wu Shi Tai Emperor that Mo Fan had taken from the abandoned area of ​​Xuan Yue Cave when he was on a killing spree.

The ancient jade shines with soft brilliance, flowing from the ancient veins, and has a certain Taoist charm.

"clang!"

Mo Fan stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the three lines of ancient characters on the cliff that were almost worn away. The Chaos Grinding Wheel jumped out of the Sea of ​​Bitterness and slowly turned above Mo Fan's head.

On the ancient stone cliff, the next moment, an imperial bell flew out involuntarily, as if echoing with the Chaos Grindstone above Mo Fan's head, emitting brilliant divine light and exuding the charm of the great way.

After standing still for a long time, the Chaos Millstone dropped endless chaotic energy, which echoed with the myriad laws between heaven and earth. Divine light bloomed, as if it was actively capturing the inexplicable traces of the Tao between heaven and earth.

The Chaos Immortal Marrow was an extremely rare treasure. The Chaos Grinding Wheel was now in tune with Mo Fan's mind and could actively draw the rhythm of the words written on the cliff.

Especially since Mo Fan was born with the origin of the Chaos Holy Spirit, which was almost equivalent to another Chaos Body. Even without the guidance of the Chaos Millstone, it would not be too difficult for him to comprehend the Dao rhyme left by Wu Shi in those lines of words.

The years passed slowly, as if flowing backwards, and he seemed to see a figure covered in dust and dirt, standing on the desolate land.

It has no beginning and no end, it has no limit and it is unapproachable. He knows that it is... the Great Emperor Wu Shi.

His mind was immersed in an extremely ethereal state, his fingers slowly scratching in the air, as if he was holding up a huge mountain that weighed a million pounds.

Unfortunately, he could never get close to the figure at the end of the independent world, and could not meet the Great Emperor Wu Shi. It was just a trace of mark erased by history.

He seemed to feel a state of mind of a tomb name, a kind of emptiness that has continued to this day.

After two full hours, with the sound of a bell between heaven and earth, Mo Fan slowly regained his consciousness and woke up from the inexplicable rhythm.

The cliff had already turned into countless pieces of stone chips, which fell down, and the lines of words disappeared.

Coming back to his senses from that kind of Tao rhyme, Mo Fan's eyes flashed with a trace of regret, and he shook his head and sighed;

"It's a pity that the Great Emperor Wu Shi did not leave his Wu Shi Sutra here!"

Being praised in ancient history as one of the most powerful emperors of the ancient human race, Wu Shi’s Wu Shi Sutra is definitely unique and even far superior to ordinary imperial scriptures.

Therefore, Mo Fan was really curious about the magical power of the Beginningless Sutra, which could only be practiced by the innate holy body and the Taoist embryo.

Compared with the Empress Aunt's Immortal Heavenly Art, which one is stronger?

Mo Fan collected his thoughts, his face calmed down again, his eyes cleared. He could feel that above the Chaos Grindstone, there seemed to be a peerless emperor standing with a huge bell hanging on his head and his back to all living beings.

a long time--

Mo Fan placed the little girl, who had fallen into a deep sleep again, into the black ancient coffin, then turned and walked out of the cave. A rumbling sound was heard, and the rock wall collapsed.

(End of this chapter)