Ancient Gods

Mo Yang walked silently down the stone path at Mufeng. The stone path was also covered with deep weeds, almost covering the entire stone path.

"Did something really happen to Lingxu Sect? This stone path may not have been walked on for a long time..." Mo Yang frowned and muttered to himself.

Not long after, Mo Yang walked down the wooden peak. Along the way, he saw a desolate scene.

Fortunately, Mo Yang saw no traces of fighting. Although there was no one around, the buildings were still intact, as if the entire clan had been moved.

Mo Yang stood on the martial arts field and glanced at the other mountain peaks, all of which were lifeless.

"Could it be that they moved away from this place because of the birth of the ancient race?" Mo Yang thought silently. Since the birth of the ancient race, many sects have been bloodbathed. After the news spread, people on Xuantian Continent were panicked. If Lingxu Sect heard the news , it is reasonable to move away from here.

Mo Yang did not go to other peaks to check the situation, but walked towards the back mountain.

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It had been several years since the last time he came to pay homage to his master, and Mo Yang had to lament that time passed by so fast.

Arriving at the back mountain, Mo Yang glanced over and landed directly on the two tombs covered with weeds. One was the tomb of the master's clothes, and the other was the tomb of the Supreme Elder of Lingxu Sect.

Mo Yang felt extremely depressed and walked slowly towards his master's tomb. His steps were very slow and light, for fear of disturbing the peace here.

When he came to the tomb, Mo Yang looked at the tombstone silently for a long time, and then let out a long low sigh.

"Master, my disciple is here to see you!" Mo Yang said in a low voice, and then knelt down in front of the tomb, feeling an inexplicable soreness on the tip of his nose.

"The reason I haven't been able to see you in the past few years is because I went to another continent called the Wilderness..."

Mo Yang took out a few jars of wine from the Star Emperor Tower, and then took out some side dishes he had prepared before, placing them one by one in front of the tomb. Then he looked at the tomb of the Supreme Elder of the Lingxu Sect next to him, and Mo Yang also took out some. The food and wine were placed.

Mo Yang sat down between the two tombs, opened the mud seal and took a big gulp into his mouth, and then began to tell the two tombs what happened in the past few years.

"Old guy, this is a divine drunkenness. If it weren't for Master's sake, I wouldn't be willing to put this wine in front of your grave..."

"Why don't you give me a favor and take a sip..."

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Mo Yang had never revealed many things he had experienced in the wilderness before others, but now here, he completely opened his heart and talked about it to himself.

Although Mo Yang knew that death was like a lamp going out, even if the master's bones were buried under this tomb, it would be impossible for the master to hear what he said, let alone a tomb for clothes.

But he just wanted to tell his master that this was the place closest to him, and it seemed that there was only that layer of soil between him.

Sometimes Mo Yang would giggle, and sometimes he would be silent when mentioning certain things. He sat between two tombs, with only the sound of wind blowing from time to time, as if the departed master and supreme elder were responding to him. .

Mo Yang sat here for a long time. I don't know when night fell, and I don't know how long it took before the sky was bright... Unknowingly, it was dawn the next day.

At this time, Mo Yang stood up. He stood silently in front of his master's tomb, sighed a few times, and then said: "Master, my disciple is leaving. There are still many important things waiting for him to do. Maybe one day , the disciple will leave Xuantian Continent and go to the wilderness, or even to the star field..."

"The splendid world you have never seen, my disciple will see it for you. The path you have not walked, my disciple will walk for you, and strive to stand at the pinnacle of martial arts one day!"

Mo Yang kowtowed a few times in the tomb, then stood up and looked at the tomb of the Supreme Elder. He smiled and said: "Old guy, let's go, just stay here in peace. I'll come back to see you later!"

After saying that, Mo Yang silently turned around and walked down the back mountain, his figure lonely.

Leaving the back mountain, Mo Yang walked towards the main peak of Lingxu Sect. The place was indeed deserted. Everyone in Lingxu Sect had left for a long time. The doors of the main halls on the main peak were closed...

Mo Yang searched the four mountain peaks but did not see a single figure.

Now that Mo Yang had other important things to attend to, he did not go to find out where the Lingxu Sect had moved. He stood in mid-air and took a silent look, then turned and left.

After leaving Lingxu Sect, Mo Yang originally planned to leave directly for the Northern Territory, but after thinking about it, he turned back and headed towards the Kunlun Mountains in the far west.

A teleportation array was opened, and Mo Yang's figure disappeared here, and when he reappeared, he was already outside the Kunlun Mountains.

Because of his return, the Yaochi Holy Land did not continue to close the sect. The huge bronze door stood silently on the top of Kunlun Mountain, surrounded by white snow and pure and holy.

Mo Yang wanted to inform Yaochi Saint about the affairs of the Ancient God Clan. After all, he had found out a lot of information.

Secondly, he came to the Yaochi Holy Land because he wanted to see the Yaochi Saint. After all, the relationship between the Yaochi Saint and him was no longer the same, and she still had a little life in her belly.

After entering the Yaochi Holy Land, the Holy Land was as quiet as ever. Except for a few divine thoughts that swept over Mo Yang along the way, Mo Yang did not see any powerful figures from the Holy Land.

He was familiar with the road and came directly to the courtyard where the Holy Maiden of Yaochi lived. He quietly opened the courtyard door and saw at a glance the Holy Maiden of Yaochi under a swing in the courtyard.

She was not practicing, but was stroking her undeveloped belly with both hands, whispering something.

Mo Yang stood at the gate for a long time, until the Saint of Yao Chi looked up and found him, then Mo Yang came back to his senses.

The Saint of Yao Chi put away her hands, her cheeks slightly red, rarely showing a trace of panic, got down from the swing, looked at Mo Yang and stammered for a few breaths before speaking: "When did you come, why didn't you make a sound?"

Looking at the Saint of Yao Chi with a trace of shyness and panic in front of him, Mo Yang couldn't help but sigh, his identity has changed, and his personality is indeed different.

When has he ever seen the Saint of Yao Chi look like this...

"I just came!" Mo Yang said, and walked over at the same time.

Hearing Mo Yang's words, Yao Chi Saint seemed relieved, looked down at her belly, then regained her composure and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Uh..."

Mo Yang was stunned after hearing this, then said, "Uh... I came to see you, and I made some pills to replenish your body!"

Mo Yang hurriedly took out a few bottles of pills from his ring and handed them to Yao Chi Saint.