Ancient Gods

In the past few days in the Holy Sect, although Mo Yang also heard a lot of news in the cultivation world, he had to find out for himself after all.

That evening, Mo Yang and Shenlong arrived in front of the Imperial City.

The reason why I came here is because when he was in the Holy Sect, Xu Qing said that cultivators from many forces were entrenched in the Imperial City, because in the eyes of many cultivators, Mo Yang had disappeared for so long, and this was the most likely hiding place. ancient city.

"Imperial City... tsk tsk, no son of a turtle could choose a name that would make his tongue shine!" Seeing those two big characters, Shenlong started to curse.

Mo Yang frowned and said, "After entering this city, stop talking!"

When he stepped into the city gate, Mo Yang felt a chill in his heart, because even though a few divine thoughts swept over his body, they did not stay on him.

Now that he has changed his appearance, his aura has also been completely changed by the scroll. In addition, he is carrying the piece of jade given by his master, so ordinary means cannot detect him.

After walking a few streets, Mo Yang led Shenlong to a restaurant familiarly. Every time he came to this city, he felt a little emotional.

Although the rules of the Imperial City are still there, it seems different now than before.

With the changes in the wilderness and the emergence of many strong men, the entire cultivation world has become completely unstable. More and more strong men are pouring in here. Many times, the two strong men lurking in the imperial city can only turn a blind eye. Close one eye.

Because they couldn't afford to offend the powerful men who sometimes came to the Imperial City.

Just like two days ago, two old men came to the imperial city. Although their beards and hair were white, they looked like scholars, with a sense of elegance and elegance. They just looked ordinary and ordinary people would not notice them.

However, when the two powerful men dormant in the imperial city saw the two old men disguised as scholars from a distance, their expressions immediately changed. They were also ancient antiques with a lot of cultivation. They had been wandering around in this wilderness for countless years, and there were many powerful characters. They have some impression in their minds.

Naturally, Mo Yang didn't know that the moment he set foot in the Imperial City, two old men sitting by the window in a certain restaurant looked at him at the same time.

The private room where the two of them were in was very quiet. Both old men unfolded a piece of yellowed papyrus in front of them, but the things on it were different. There was a portrait drawn on the paper in front of one of them. If you look carefully, you can see that it was. Mo Yang.

And there are two words written on the papyrus in front of the other person, Mo Yang's Mo, Mo Yang's Yang!

"He's coming!"

One of them spoke, his slightly wrinkled face remained calm, and he just said these three words calmly.

The other person just looked out the window silently, his eyes seeming to penetrate several attics in front of him, looking at them for a moment.

"There are some sects, but that's probably all!" After a moment, he spoke a few words calmly.

The man frowned slightly, and then said: "If we just use him as a hostage, that man should appear faster!"

But the man opposite him shook his head slightly and said: "Let nature take its course, it's just a matter of a few more days, it will come sooner or later!"

After the man finished speaking, he seemed to notice something. He frowned slightly, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and said, "Who is that person next to him?"

"No matter who he is, your and my target is not Mo Yang. He has imperial treasures on him and may have some unknown secrets hidden in him. You and I don't have to make matters worse!"

Then both of them fell silent, and the private room fell into silence.

Mo Yang and Shenlong walked into a restaurant together. After entering the private room, the four-legged guy said to Mo Yang: "Boy, don't blame me for not reminding you. There are two old guys who are not weak in this city. It's okay. I conceal my aura, otherwise they might see the clues!"

Mo Yang instinctively thought they were the two powerful men dormant in the Imperial City, but he didn't pay attention and said: "Those are the two seniors who are cultivating in the Imperial City. They have helped me several times before and are kind to me! "

Shenlong had some doubts in his heart. Since he knew two powerful men in the immortal realm, why did he let him come to help?

However, remembering that Mo Yang said he wanted to hone himself before, it held back and did not speak.

After all, from Shenlong's point of view, it seemed normal that even the emperor was tied up by Mo Yang among the imperial soldiers and knew several cultivators of the Immortal Realm.

After ordering some food and drinks, Mo Yang signaled the four-legged dragon to stop talking. He silently spread his thoughts and sensed the conversations of the drinkers in the restaurant.

It's not that Mo Yang likes to eavesdrop on other people's gossip, he just wants to find out some of the real situations in the cultivation world.

At the same time, in an attic of the Imperial City, two powerful men lurking in the Imperial City stood here silently, with a trace of solemnity on their faces.

"That kid is actually here, what should we do?" One person said, with a hint of worry in his tone.

The old monster next to him sighed softly and said: "I performed the whole night last night, and it was a mess. This kid is full of ominous signs this time!"

"What about him?" the strong man next to the old monster asked.

"This kid's fate is like this, how can he get better? He is too obsessed with protecting the calf. I'm afraid this time..." The old monster's face became more solemn and he shook his head slightly.

"No life at all?" The person who spoke just now frowned.

"I don't know either. There are many flaws in deducing this kind of thing. What's more, it's all unseen. And I tried my best to only see a corner, and the rest cannot be deduced!"

After speaking, the old monster made a few weird movements with his hands, then closed his eyes. After a few breaths, he suddenly opened his eyes and said with some surprise: "It has changed!"

"What has changed?"

"It has changed since the beginning. It shouldn't be. Why can't I see anything now?" There seemed to be two balls of divine fire jumping in the depths of the old monster's eyes. He stared at a certain restaurant and muttered to himself.

At this time, Mo Yang and Shenlong were sitting in the restaurant.

...

In the restaurant, Mo Yang spread his divine sense and sensed silently. He didn't hear any useful conversation, but he sensed several strong breaths.

He didn't dare to be too careless. He took back his divine sense and sighed in his heart. It was really as the outside world said. There were many strong people in this imperial city. In the past, such a thing would not have happened.

"I don't know where the master is now..." Mo Yang murmured softly, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

This was a storm more terrifying than the storm at Ziyun Peak. The cultivation world knew that Mo Yang had a master with extremely strong cultivation. Although it was aimed at Mo Yang, the first target was not Mo Yang, but Feng Rukong.

Mo Yang thought and said to himself: "It seems that I still have to spread the bait. I will kill one if I catch one, otherwise..."

The dragon has been suppressed for so many years, so it doesn't care about Mo Yang at this time. It can't let go of the wine jar and drinks up the two jars of old wine on the table in the blink of an eye.