Ancient Gods

A sound of a zither passed by, and there was a brief silence in the restaurant. Everyone seemed to be a little absent-minded, and they started to talk after a while.

The three words "Xianyin Pavilion" were indeed mentioned in the discussion coming from outside the private room.

From the discussion of those diners, Mo Yang also heard some information. It seemed that a disciple of Xianyin Pavilion came to this city, and the sound of the zither came from that person.

"Boy, did you hear that? I guessed it right. Even if I was trapped for five hundred years, your uncle is still the uncle!" Er Gouzi was already a little drunk, grinning from time to time.

"Boy, pay the bill and leave. Brother will take you to see beauties. You don't know that there are so many beauties in Xianyin Pavilion. I was at the peak of my realm and could transform at will. I was suave and handsome. The owner of Xianyin Pavilion also fell in love with my beauty and was almost abducted by me..."

Mo Yang was speechless, but one thing was certain, this guy definitely did a lot of bad things back then, his nature was there.

Mo Yang stood up and picked up Er Gouzi, then left the private room.

This city is called Wangyue City. Mo Yang is not sure whether there is a moon, but the city is indeed a prosperous city.

Mo Yang carries a talisman that conceals his aura. Now disguised as a middle-aged man, Mo Yang, in the eyes of the world, is a completely ordinary passerby.

Walking in the city, no one would pay attention to him at all.

A wisp of piano sound came from time to time, making Mo Yang feel inexplicably peaceful. Although it could not affect his mind at this time, the sound waves did carry a faint Taoist rhyme, which was very magical.

"To enter the Tao with music... It's really mysterious. This person's cultivation attainments are probably not low!" Mo Yang sighed.

On a whim, he followed several cultivators to an attic. On the top floor of the attic, on the eaves corridor, through the carved window, Mo Yang saw a beautiful figure.

Because Mo Yang heard some cultivators talking, this seemed to be the direct disciple of the master of Xianyin Pavilion, right, named Meng Xianyin, and it was also the first time for him to walk out, which had never happened before.

And in the conversation of those cultivators, Mo Yang also heard that several geniuses of the sects also left the sect to practice outside, and seemed to have come to this city, including the genius of the Buddhist sect and the chief disciple of Jianshan...

When it comes to the Buddhist sect, the first thing Mo Yang thought of was the young monk he had seen several times before. The monk drank and ate meat without any taboos, and he didn't care about the eyes around him at all, with a self-willed attitude.

Mo Yang was deeply impressed by that person, not only because of his strange style of behavior, but also because of his extremely strong cultivation. The other party was obviously a genuine genius. Although they had never fought, Mo Yang felt intuitively that the flower monk was much stronger than the genius of the Mu family, Mu Xiao.

"The Buddha Sect's genius that these cultivators are talking about is probably him. But why is the Buddha Sect willing to tolerate his unscrupulous behavior? Is it because of the illusory fate..." Mo Yang frowned.

"Boo..."

At this time, a wave of sound swayed from the attic, like a fairy flower blooming, like a gurgling stream, and like an endless ripple penetrating from the carved window.

Mo Yang suddenly felt peaceful, as if he had no worries, and wanted to ride the wind like this.

The originally lively attic also became quiet at this time, and there was no sound.

"What a song of forgetfulness, it is really wonderful and extraordinary. How to relieve worries, only the fairy music of forgetfulness!" A voice woke Mo Yang up and pulled his thoughts back.

As the voice came, a young monk walked up to the attic and then walked in directly.

When seeing this person, the cultivators around him made way, and it was obvious that many people knew his identity.

"It's you!" Looking at the figure, Mo Yang couldn't help but sigh.

This person was the flower monk he had seen before. Now there was a wine gourd hanging around his waist, wearing a Buddhist robe, and holding a string of prayer beads in his hand.

At this time, Mo Yang looked through the window into the attic. There were more than ten people sitting inside. As the flower monk walked in, the sound of the piano in the room stopped, and there were bursts of conversations inside.

Except for Meng Xianyin of Xianyin Pavilion, at a glance, Mo Yang couldn't see through the cultivation of several people, because he didn't dare to activate his left eye casually here. After all, it was the eyes of an ancient god, and these geniuses might notice something unusual.

Among them, there was a young man with a huge broadsword on his back. There was no scabbard, and it didn't look special. The only difference was that the sword was twice as long as an ordinary sword, and the sword body was more than four or five times wider.

"Could this person be the disciple of Jianshan!" Mo Yang frowned and whispered.

Now his cultivation level is only one step away from the War King Realm. As long as he understands, he can break through in an instant. Without activating his left eye, he cannot see through the cultivation level of others, so their cultivation level must be much stronger than his.

Among the more than ten cultivators inside, the lowest cultivation level seems to be the second level of the Grandmaster Realm. Among them, two people have the same cultivation level as him and are already at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm.

"Before being in Lingxu Sect, it was really like sitting in a well and looking at the sky. There is no shortage of talented cultivators on this continent!" Mo Yang couldn't help but sigh.

Since leaving Lingxu Sect and coming to this place where there are many sects, all you can see are people with good talents. A young cultivator who walks out casually has a cultivation level stronger than those elders of Lingxu Sect.

"Boy, you came to a place like this and didn't wake up the uncle. Is this Zuihua Building?" Ergouzi, who was lying on Mo Yang's shoulder, opened his eyes in a daze, glanced around, and stared at the He couldn't move his eyes away from the window, and continued: "Hey... this girl is pretty good, tsk tsk, she looks very fresh. Boy, hurry up and take her!"

The sound was not loud, but it was very quiet in the attic at this time, and naturally it could not escape the hearing of the cultivators around it, let alone the geniuses in the room.

Mo Yang was confused at the time and thought to himself that it was not good.

These two bastards spoke freely, and their words were enough to anger those talented people, especially Meng Xianyin from Xianyin Pavilion.

Sure enough, before Mo Yang could turn around and run away, several cold eyes swept out of the room and even locked onto Mo Yang accurately.

"Hey, what's going on? Look at your sister, what's so good about you!" Ergouzi was still in a daze, feeling the glances coming from inside, and immediately spoke dissatisfied.

Mo Yang hurriedly reached out to cover this guy's mouth, his face turned dark, there was no doubt that trouble was coming.

"What a thief, how dare you blaspheme Dream Fairy!" A second-level Grandmaster Realm cultivator inside was the first to get angry. His figure flashed into the corridor. Following the gazes of the cultivators around him, he stared directly at Mo Yang. .

Mo Yang's head felt heavy for a while, he didn't say anything, just turned around and left.

"Humph, who are you, so bold!" The man snorted coldly, and stood in front of Mo Yang in a flash.

"Where did you come from? I didn't know that the uncle was here. You are so noisy. Do you want to be treated as a human-shaped snack?" Ergouzi lazily opened his eyes, still a little confused, and looked at the man sideways.

Many cultivators around were already surprised, not just by these words, but also by the fact that a dog could actually speak human words. Even the cultivator was stunned when he saw that it was a dog cub talking. , stunned in place.

"Look at your sister, this man is so heroic and extraordinary, how can your ordinary eyes be able to look at him!" Ergouzi's words became more and more shocking.

At this time, several people in the room had also walked out. Although they were not directly angry at the words just spoken, they were equally displeased.

"It's you!" When Monk Hua looked at Mo Yang, he frowned slightly, and then uttered two words.

Mo Yang couldn't help but be surprised. This person is indeed a genius of the Buddhist sect. The Buddhist sect has been extremely mysterious since ancient times and has a complete inheritance of imperial law. This person may have cultivated the legendary clairvoyance, but he can actually see through him at a glance. identity.

Hearing what Monk Hua said, the other cultivators were slightly startled, and the coldness in their eyes softened a lot. They knew the identity of this monk, but the genius of the Buddha Sect actually knew Mo Yang. Obviously, Mo Yang's identity is not simple. .

Even Meng Xianyin, who walked out slowly, frowned and looked at Mo Yang, but didn't say anything immediately.

"Brother Bai, do you know this person?" The young man with a giant sword on his back looked at Monk Hua beside him and asked with some confusion.

At the same time, he was also looking at Mo Yang, his brows frowning slightly.

Mo Yang carries a magic talisman on his body. Among cultivators of the same age, few people can see through his true cultivation. Although these people in front of him have extraordinary status and strong cultivation, they don't seem to be able to see through it.

Monk Hua glanced at Mo Yang in confusion, shook his head slightly and said, "It's not like we know each other, we've just seen him before!"

He then looked at Mo Yang and said: "A few days ago, outside the secret realm of Dahuang Mountain, I saw you fighting against the geniuses of the Mu family. I remember that two elders of the Mu family were present at the time. I never thought that you could leave alive alone!"

Mo Yang smiled and didn't say anything. He just cupped his fists at the cultivators and said, "My pet is delirious and talking nonsense. I have offended many people just now. I'm really sorry!"

"Boy, who are you saying is insane? What are you afraid of, little shrimps?" Ergouzi was unhappy, and his words made Mo Yang's face turn completely dark.

He really wanted to raise his hand and slap these two idiots to death. Wasn't this causing trouble for him? Now, I'm afraid he would completely offend a few people to death.

"Boy, you need a few battles now to find a chance to break through. Don't be ignorant, I am here to help you!" Ergouzi was not completely sober yet. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of smoky alcohol. .

"Shut up!" Mo Yang shouted.

The atmosphere that had originally relaxed became serious again at this time. The atmosphere of this scene was very strange. Although the geniuses were inexplicably angry, they couldn't take action directly. After all, the person who spoke was a dog, and Mo Yang It seems that his status is extraordinary and his combat power is not simple either.

Just based on what Monk Nahua said just now, it was enough to shock everyone. The Mu family, who didn’t know that it was one of the seven major families in the Central Region, not to mention the elders of the Mu family, the genius of the Mu family alone, could come from the same realm. Not many of his men escaped.

"It doesn't matter, it's rare for everyone to get together here today, so don't lose your interest. It's just a spiritual pet. Why are you arguing with him? I wonder what you call me, brother?"

At this time, Meng Xianyin from the Xianyin Pavilion opened her mouth to break the silence. A smile appeared on her beautiful face. She looked at Mo Yang with a pair of autumn eyes and spoke lightly.

"Mo Yang!"

Mo Yang didn't hide it. At this time, he looked at this person in his heart. Unexpectedly, this person was not angry. If it were someone from other forces, he would have taken action long ago.

However, Xianyin Pavilion uses music to enter the Tao, and its character is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators. Mo Yang can understand this.

"Since we have met, we are destined, why not get together inside!" Meng Xianyin had a faint smile on her face, and her voice was like a wind chime blowing in the breeze, which made people feel happy.

Mo Yang smiled. When the other party spoke like this, he turned around and left a little embarrassed, so he nodded.

At this time, Er Gouzi was quite awake, but he lay lazily on Mo Yang's shoulder, staring at the few talented people present, and did not continue to talk drunkenly.

Cultivators from all directions were talking about it, their eyes wandering back and forth on Mo Yang.

"Mo Yang, I seem to have heard of this name somewhere!" A cultivator whispered, looking suspiciously at Mo Yang, who was dressed like a middle-aged man.

"It's strange. I feel like I've heard of it somewhere, but I have no impression of this person at all. I haven't seen him before!"

"What kind of background does this guy have? He was able to escape alive from the hands of the Mu family genius and two clan elders. This guy's cultivation level is probably too strong to predict!"

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Amidst the bursts of discussion, Mo Yang followed a group of cultivators into the house.

Calm returned to the attic again.

As a few piano sounds sounded inside, it became completely quiet.

It's just that the sound waves that came out of the attic were completely different from before.

"clank……"

The two sound waves sounded, like two sword lights sweeping across, like the sound of swords, vibrating in all directions.

"Boy, this girl is not angry on the surface, but in fact she has murderous intent in her heart!" Ergouzi whispered in Mo Yang's ear.

Mo Yang frowned slightly, only to hear Er Gouzi say: "If I remember correctly, this is the soul-breaking song of Xianyin Pavilion, and it is a sound of killing!"

"Boy, your cultivation is too weak. Don't let your mind lose control. Otherwise, after this song, you will become an idiot at best, and if it is serious, your soul will be destroyed!"

At this time, the faces of the few master-level cultivators in the room were a little pale. The sound wave was too amazing, and it contained some kind of terrifying Taoist charm.

Even Mo Yang felt a little drowsy, but silently, he activated the Star Emperor Sutra in his body, and the true energy slowly circulated in his body. Gradually, he regained consciousness.

However, this so-called soul-breaking song did not last long. In just a few breaths, the sound waves gradually changed to a different rhythm. There was no longer the cold and sharp aura, nor the sharpness before, it was faintly like the return of spring. The earth seems to be like ice melting away and snow melting, and everything beginning to revive.

"This is one of the sacred songs of Xianyin Pavilion. It's called Spring Return. This girl is not too outrageous. If she plays the complete soul-breaking song, I'm afraid there will be death outside the attic!" Ergouzi said. .

After finishing speaking, it curled its lips and said: "Although this girl is not bad, her attainments are far from enough!"

In the attic, it was quiet at this time, and all the cultivators were immersed in the long sound waves.

At some point, the long sound wave suddenly stopped.

Meng Xianyin's slender hand gently stroked the strings, and then raised her head to look at Mo Yang.

But in his sight, Mo Yang didn't even look at her. He was sitting at the table, drinking tea by himself, with a calm look on his face, nothing wrong with her at all.

At this time, all the master-level cultivators in the room have not yet come to their senses. Even the disciple from Jianshan looked in a daze and was holding a wine glass in a daze.

"Brother Mo is really not simple!" Meng Xianyin chuckled.