Ancient Gods

A few hours later, Mo Yang and the four-legged dragon left the Holy Sect.

Outside the Holy Sect, Mo Yang directly opened the teleportation array on the ancient chessboard, and the teleportation channel reached the ice field of Beicang.

When he came to the Icefield before, Mo Yang was unable to meet the old patriarch of the Snow Clan because of the delay in his cultivation breakthrough. Now that he was about to leave the wilderness, he wanted to see the old patriarch.

The few words of the old patriarch impressed Mo Yang deeply.

That was a wise man. If the old patriarch walked out of this ice field and devoted himself to studying martial arts, his future achievements in martial arts would definitely be high.

This time Mo Yang and the four-legged dragon flew all the way along the ice field. On the vast ice field, the sky and the earth were the same color, pure and white, like the clean soul that countless people dream of, without any impurities.

Not long after, Mo Yang and the Four-legged Divine Dragon had arrived deep in the ice field, looking for their past memories. Soon, Mo Yang and the Four-legged Divine Dragon found the stone house.

At this time, it was getting late, and under the dim sky, not far away, houses made of huge stones were connected together. There were at least dozens of them, surrounded by a high stone wall.

"arrive!"

Mo Yang stopped, looked ahead and spoke softly.

"Tsk, tsk, aren't these just some indigenous tribes, their lifestyles are still so primitive..." The four-legged dragon looked at it for a moment and then spoke.

Mo Yang didn't say anything and walked forward silently. Everything in front of him was almost exactly the same as before. At first glance, it seemed that there was no change.

Through the high stone wall, you can still see the figures of several strong Snow Tribe women, who seem to be processing the skins of some freshly hunted beasts.

Mo Yang looked back at the four-legged dragon and said, "Stop talking nonsense and keep your cultivation aura away, or I will skin you!"

The four-legged dragon glanced and curled his lips, but said nothing.

Walking around the stone wall, Mo Yang saw the wrinkled old patriarch at a glance.

It had been more than two years since Mo Yang left this place. Although it was not a long time, for Mo Yang, the changes that had happened to him were earth-shaking.

Even the entire cultivation world has undergone tremendous changes because of him. Some of the most powerful forces will completely decline, and some will be wiped out from the wilderness...

Mo Yang sighed softly. This tribe hidden deep in the ice field looked like it had been before. Even the old patriarch seemed to have seen it yesterday.

It seemed that it was because his cultivation was different now. As he walked closer to the stone house, no one noticed his arrival.

A bonfire was lit in front of the stone house. Several Snow Clan women were working hard to deal with the beasts they had brought back. Several people were grilling meat around the bonfire...

As the four-legged dragon said, the way of life here is very primitive, but perhaps everyone who has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers and experienced the hardships of the world will yearn for it.

At some point, the old patriarch of the Snow Clan finally spotted two strange young men standing not far away. When he saw Mo Yang's appearance clearly, he still couldn't believe it. He hurriedly came to Mo Yang, rubbed his eyes and spoke again. Staring at Mo Yang.

"senior!"

Mo Yang came to his senses and then saluted the old patriarch.

"Young man, we meet again!" The old patriarch was stunned, and then said with a smile.

At this time, other people from the Snow Tribe all looked over, and the place suddenly became lively. Several burly men rushed out of the stone house. When they saw it was Mo Yang, they did not react because Mo Yang's clothes and temperament were different from before. Worrying, he actually rushed up and buried Mo Yang in the middle.

The four-legged dragon was startled and quickly stepped aside.

Then Mo Yang was thrown directly into the air by a middle-aged man, and then a group of people surrounded him and booed him, catching him and throwing him up again...

After a long time, a group of snow clan men stopped, and then they quickly pulled Mo Yang to sit down beside the bonfire. They first stuffed a piece of meat into Mo Yang's hand, and then stuffed him with a jar of wine.

The four-legged divine dragon was stared at by several women from the Snow Tribe, making it feel hairy all over its body. Then it was pushed to the bonfire by a strong woman...

If Mo Yang hadn't warned it several times before, it would have gone crazy.

Mo Yang also seemed to have returned to the past, talking and laughing with these Snow tribe people. Many Snow tribe people were asking where Mo Yang had been in the past two years, how long he planned to stay this time, etc...

A few people didn't forget to lead Mo Yang, saying that there were some good young women in the clan, which scared Mo Yang greatly and made everyone laugh.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, Mo Yang took out several jars of Immortal Drunk from the Najie, and did not forget to warn everyone that although the wine was good, they should not drink too much.

But not long after, those burly men who usually never got drunk fell drunk one after another around the bonfire. It was bustling just now, but in the blink of an eye it became completely deserted.

The old patriarch came to sit next to Mo Yang at this time, with a kind look on his face, and said: "Young man, you have changed a lot. It seems that you made the right choice when you left here!"

Mo Yang sighed, feeling a little sad in his heart. Thinking back on every bit of his experience in the wilderness, he felt like it was a dream.

"But you should still be hiding a lot of things in your heart!" The old patriarch paused and said to Mo Yang.

Mo Yang poured a glass of wine for the old patriarch and said: "Senior, to be honest, this junior is here for something else!"

The old patriarch just smiled and said: "Everyone has his or her own path. You are still young and you still have a long way to go. No matter where you go, as long as you keep your original intention, you will be right!"

"Young man, are you leaving the wilderness?" the old man asked calmly.

This surprised Mo Yang and the four-legged dragon, but Mo Yang did not say much. He nodded.

The old patriarch handed a piece of sizzling meat to Mo Yang and said, "In fact, I felt that you were not from the wilderness..."

"Do you plan to come back in the future after leaving this time?"

Mo Yang sighed and fell silent. He was still looking for a way to leave. When he came here, he was swept into the turbulent flow of the void and landed on this ice field inexplicably. How could he come and go as he pleased?

The old patriarch smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Let everything go with the flow. You are not an ordinary person. This place is just a station in your life!"

...

Beside the campfire, Mo Yang talked a lot with the old patriarch. This seemingly ordinary but extremely wise old man was always very calm. He looked at many things lightly and openly, which made Mo Yang feel deeply touched. He felt like a strong man was discussing scriptures and Taoism.

Even the four-legged dragon sitting next to him felt a lot of inspiration.