Ancient Gods

Mo Yang paused as he stretched out his hand, then retracted it.

He came with his hands behind his back and looked up at the old man. This was an old man with white hair and a youthful face. He had an extraordinary temperament. Without a doubt, he must be a strong man.

Mo Yang sensed silently and found that he could not detect the old man's cultivation.

At this time, he was sure in his heart that this person must be a strong man who had entered the realm of Tao.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that Mo Yang was not panicked, and even dared to probe him with his divine sense, the old man frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt and a bit of coldness between his brows.

Mo Yang shrugged, took out the token Murong Xue gave him, and said, "This is the token given to me by your Saint Sect's Tianjiao Murong Xue. I heard her say that if I come to Saint Sect with this token, no one dares to stop me. It seems that the words of Saint Sect's Tianjiao are not credible..."

The old man frowned. He did not take the token to check, because he knew it was real at a glance, and Mo Yang mentioned Murong Xue, and this token was indeed only owned by those disciples.

And at this time, he had already guessed Mo Yang's identity.

Because for a long time before, the Saint Sect did discuss to win over Mo Yang. As an elder of the Saint Sect, he naturally knew about this matter. It seems that he had heard Murong Xue mention that she had sent out a token.

Thinking of this, the old man's frown slowly relaxed.

He glanced at Mo Yang. Although the face in front of him was different from the portraits they had seen, he did not find it strange, because they had all heard of Mo Yang's methods.

"This medicinal field is a forbidden area of ​​the Holy Sect. Even if you are a genius of the Holy Sect, you need to report to the sect in advance and get permission before you can come here to collect spiritual medicine!" the old man said.

Mo Yang was speechless after hearing this. He looked at the old man with some contempt and said, "Old man, the rules of your Holy Sect are too old-fashioned. Although these are all spiritual medicines, a large part of them are very ordinary and the age of the medicine is low. Is it necessary to do this?"

"Then what are you doing here?" The old man's face suddenly showed a trace of displeasure when he heard it. He didn't care that Mo Yang called him an old man. After all, he was indeed an old man.

He was unhappy because Mo Yang's tone seemed a little too arrogant. Wouldn't it be the same for any big sect or big family?

And the lowest age of these spiritual medicines is nearly a thousand years old. Is this called a low age?

"Come here, of course, to dig a few medicinal plants, that is, those, I only dig half!" Mo Yang raised his hand and pointed while speaking, looking like he was going to dig them out casually.

The old man glanced in the direction Mo Yang pointed, and his face instantly turned ugly.

He sighed that although Mo Yang was a little arrogant, he had a good vision. The spiritual medicines that Mo Yang pointed out were not only old, but also rare.

"The senior didn't ask who I was, nor did he attack me. He didn't seem to doubt the origin of this token. He must have known my identity..."

Mo Yang paused slightly, and then said: "I'll be frank. I heard Murong Xue say that your Shengzong wants to thank me. I dug a few spiritual medicines casually. Shengzong should have no objection, right?"

The old man frowned again and glanced at Mo Yang. He naturally knew the implication of Mo Yang's words, but it made him a little embarrassed. After all, those spiritual medicines that Mo Yang liked were very rare.

The key is that Mo Yang just opened his mouth and said that he only wanted half. He had seen greedy people, but this was the first time he saw such greed.

Coming to the Holy Sect alone, even if the Holy Sect did owe Mo Yang a favor, this is not the way to negotiate terms, this is not what a human being would say.

"Senior must be the one who specifically guards the medicinal field. I wonder if you can make the decision. If not, I can only go to the Holy Sect leader to make the request in person!"

"But if I only want a few plants at that time, I would underestimate the strength of the Holy Sect. I might ask for more!"

Mo Yang spoke without blushing, with a peaceful smile on his lips.

He just looked at the old man in front of him silently.

The old man frowned more and more. Mo Yang's words sounded very peaceful, but there was a hint of aggressiveness, as if he was threatening him.

But based on his understanding of Mo Yang and the rumors about Mo Yang, Mo Yang in front of him seemed to be more normal, after all, not as crazy as the rumors said.

"You saved our Saint Sect's genius, and we do owe you a favor. We are grateful to you. It's just a few spiritual herbs. Since you asked, you can take them!" The old man seemed to have completely regained his composure, and his tone was also calm.

Mo Yang's smile became even stronger after hearing this. He bowed slightly to the old man and said, "The Saint Sect is indeed a Saint Sect. It does have the style of a large sect. Senior is also broad-minded!"

The old man's mouth twitched for a while, and then he watched Mo Yang raise his hand and wave, and instantly dug away half of those rare spiritual herbs.

At this moment, the old man's heart was bleeding, but he could only pretend to be indifferent.

After Mo Yang finished digging the spiritual medicine, he scanned the medicinal field again, pointed to a place not far away, and said, "Senior, how about I dig two of the Holy Heart Linglong Grass?"

The old man's face changed immediately. There were only three plants in total, and Mo Yang actually asked for two...

He tried to keep himself calm, took a deep breath, and then waved his hand and said, "Dig it!"

Mo Yang raised his hand again and dug the two best growing plants.

"Senior, I'll dig one of the Phoenix Blood Orchid..."

The old man's body began to tremble. He looked at Mo Yang silently, gritted his teeth, and did not speak, because he was afraid that he would burst into a curse if he spoke. He just waved his hand slightly.

Then Mo Yang pointed to a few places, looked around the entire medicinal field carefully, and then stopped.

At this time, the old man was a little unstable, and his clenched fists were shaking slightly.

Mo Yang smiled and said, "Senior is worthy of being an elder of the Holy Sect. He is much more upright than those old guys in the Xu Palace, the Jiang Family, and the Duan Family. If those old guys had the senior's awareness, why would they become like this now!"

The old man's face was a little ugly, and he almost vomited blood in his heart. Is this what a human being says? This is not how you praise people.

"Do you have anything else?" The old man suppressed his anger and spoke calmly.

Mo Yang glanced at the medicinal field, which instantly made the old man nervous, for fear that Mo Yang would stretch out his evil fingers and poke and point again.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm, because Mo Yang retracted his gaze.

However, before the old man could breathe a sigh of relief, Mo Yang smiled and said, "Although there are some missing, they are not here. When I see the leader of the Holy Sect, I will ask him!"