Ancient Gods

Mo Yang did have some worries in his heart, but he was not worried about himself, but worried about Feng Rukong.

Now that he has this four-legged divine dragon by his side, this is a huge change for the world of cultivation, because until now, even Feng Rukong doesn’t know that the divine dragon who escaped from the dragon lock city has been subdued by him, and the world doesn’t know either. May know.

Even if he encounters the two immortal realm experts that Xu Qing mentioned, he is not afraid.

He was afraid that the two strong men would find the upper hand first!

And now the surface is calm, but the undercurrent is turbulent. There are too many strong people hiding in every corner, like arrows on a dark string. Once they are shot, it will be hard to guard against.

"Boy, I'm getting some jars of wine, so I can satisfy my craving today!" Shenlong raised his head to face the mouth of the wine jar, holding the wine jar with the mouth facing downwards in his hands and shaking it constantly, leaving every drop on the wall of the jar. The wine on the table fell into its mouth along the mouth of the jar.

Like an old drunkard who has not tasted fine wine for countless years, he is reluctant to waste a drop.

Mo Yang retracted his thoughts and was stunned when he looked up and saw this scene.

"Boy, don't look at me with that look. I have been suppressed for thousands of years. Is it easy?" Shenlong said without blushing, and continued to shake the wine jar vigorously, and then replaced it with another empty wine jar.

"Four Legs, do you like fishing?"

As he spoke, Mo Yang took out a jar of immortal drunkenness from the Najie and pushed it in front of the four-legged dragon.

Seeing the jar of wine, Shenlong's eyes instantly gleamed. He had seen Mo Yang and the great emperor sitting opposite each other drinking before, how could he not know that this was a rare and fine wine, but he really didn't dare to move at that time, so he could only swallow secretly.

It directly shook open the mud seal, raised the wine jar, raised its head and drank half of the jar in one gulp. It kept smashing its mouth, closed its eyes and thought about it for a few breaths before looking at Mo Yang and said: "Boy, what are you talking about? "

"You should have a general understanding of the situation in the cultivation world now. There are many strong people hiding in the dark. I want to catch some first and get rid of some first. If I can catch a few big fish, that would be even better. !" Mo Yang said in a deep voice.

After speaking, Mo Yang thought for a while, then raised his hand to create a restriction, covering the private room.

The four-legged dragon didn't care at all, and responded vaguely while holding the wine jar: "Boy, if you want to fish, go fishing. If you catch big ones, just leave a few for me, and I will roast them and eat them!"

Mo Yang: "..."

He was ready to vomit blood at this moment. He was really talking to a cow. He probably really thought he was just going fishing.

He frowned and whispered to himself: "The Imperial City is a good fish pond, but it cannot be in the city, otherwise the ancient city will not be able to bear it..."

After the four-legged guy had had enough wine and food, he followed Mo Yang reluctantly and left the restaurant. It was already dark now.

"Hey, this mundane smoke and fire really makes me nostalgic..."

Then it seemed to remember what Mo Yang said before, and immediately asked: "Boy, aren't you going fishing? Where are you going to fish?"

Mo Yang gave it a blank look. Now he didn't want to talk to this four-legged reptile.

Sijiao Guzi said: "Back then, I met a golden carp in a spiritual pond. That thing was really delicious. You humans have an old saying that the carp leaps over the dragon's gate. I don't know which turtle son said it. It's common sense. I don’t understand, it’s not a dragon, it’s just a fish no matter how much it jumps around!”

Mo Yang: "..."

However, Siji was very cautious. After entering the imperial city, it completely restrained its aura. In addition, with Mo Yang's character transformation scroll, no one could see through its true form.

Along the way, Mo Yang was silent, thinking to himself.

Although there are many powerful people walking outside now, and the rules of the Imperial City have become a decoration to a large extent, but no one takes the lead, many powerful people may still have scruples.

After thinking about it, at some point, a man and a dragon had arrived in front of the city gate, just following Mo Yang all the way. At this time, he looked up and saw the city gate, and immediately asked: "Boy, are you leaving now? Is your ass warmed up yet?”

Mo Yang also stopped, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said: "You still have to leave this city for fishing!"

Shenlong was a little suspicious, but when he saw Mo Yang silently walking towards the outside of the city, he followed him.

At the same time, in the two attics in the imperial city, several people were watching Mo Yang.

The two old men dressed as scholars who had entered the imperial city before were now sitting cross-legged on the roof of a loft. The two of them just stared at the figures of Mo Yang and the four-legged dragon silently, but neither of them said anything.

After a few breaths of silence, one of them frowned slightly, as if asking the other person, "Four-legged? Have you heard of this name among the younger generation?"

The other person glanced at the four-legged dragon from a distance, and then said expressionlessly: "I've never heard of it!"

The man then asked: "Are you worried about him?"

The person who just asked the question raised his eyebrows and said: "This young man surnamed Mo is in charge of the Imperial Arms, and the people traveling with him may not be ordinary juniors!"

The other man shook his head slightly and said: "I have heard a lot about him. It is said that when he first appeared at the Taoshan Festival, he was surrounded by a few unpopular juniors. On the contrary, he was not the same as the Tianjiao. I have never been together before!”

Then both of them stopped talking and slowly closed their eyes.

In another part of the Imperial City, there was also a pavilion. Two strong men who were reclusive in the Imperial City were also watching Mo Yang and the four-legged dragon.

"He's actually gone. Could this be the reason why you saw the changes before?"

The old monster was also a little confused at this time, and said with some uncertainty: "Maybe it is, maybe it is not!"

The old monster continued, "Didn't you hear that? This kid is going fishing. I'm afraid he wants to go out and ambush someone. Wait and see. In a few days, I'm afraid there will be another big news!"

...

Outside the gate of the Imperial City, Mo Yang and Sijiao walked out.

Then Mo Yang took off the jade ring that Feng Rukong gave him and put it in the Star Emperor Tower. Then he silently operated the Transformation Scroll and restored his original appearance.

Seeing Mo Yang's actions, the four-legged dragon was a little confused, but it didn't ask much.

Does fishing require restoring the true appearance? What it wanted to know most was where Mo Yang was going to fish?

It followed Mo Yang with doubts, and went dozens of miles away from the Imperial City. Then Mo Yang chose a green mountain, flew to the top of the mountain, and sat down cross-legged.

"Boy, aren't you going fishing?" The dragon couldn't hold it anymore and asked.

"The bait is ready. Just wait for the fish to bite!" Mo Yang replied indifferently.

Then he looked at the four-legged dragon and said, "Stop talking!"

The dragon looked around suspiciously, then looked at Mo Yang, as if he had thought of something, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered, "Boy, are you using yourself as bait to trick people?"

Mo Yang looked at the four-legged dragon as if he was an idiot, then closed his eyes and rested quietly without answering.