Ancient Gods

After hearing this, Er Gouzi suddenly realized it and asked, "Boy, didn't you ask her to investigate the movements of the ancient race? How is it going?"

Er Gouzi has always been wary of the ancient race. Although it is peaceful now, it also knows that this peace will not last forever.

Mo Yang shook his head and said, "Just like before, there is no movement in every ancient land of the ancient race. After the previous battle, Taixu Mountain has also been honest, but it seems that it is still unwilling. No matter what, this is still a hidden danger. When I step into the Immortal Realm, I will go to Taixu Mountain!"

After hearing this, Er Gouzi looked depressed and muttered, "Damn, I feel upset when I mention cultivation. I have the talent to defy the heavens, but why is my cultivation so slow? It's not as good as those five legs, but even you, the damned one, are several streets ahead of me..."

Mo Yang looked at Er Gouzi speechlessly and said, "During this time in the Yaochi Holy Land, I have some new insights into the space Taoism. I have a hunch that if I can make further progress, it should be of great help to me in stepping into the Immortal Realm!"

"Boy, you are several steps ahead of time. If you can stand at the peak of martial arts in the future, I am afraid that there will be few rivals in the world!" Er Gouzi said seriously.

Mo Yang can now touch the space law with his current cultivation level, and he has some understanding. If he really touches the essence of the space, Mo Yang's combat power will increase dramatically.

Time passed silently, and in the blink of an eye, several months passed. Mo Yang and Er Gouzi concealed their true appearances, went to many places, and walked through many cities, from the Central Region to the Eastern Region, and also went to the Southern Wilderness, but they did not find any information about the seventh senior brother and Yu Yao.

On the way back, Mo Yang looked very lonely, and Er Gouzi didn't know what to say, but just followed Mo Yang silently.

After returning to the Central Region, Mo Yang continued to go north, walking with Er Gouzi, passing through green mountains and dense forests.

A month later, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi came to Jianshan.

Mo Yang subconsciously spread his mind to sense, then frowned slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

After a moment, a wisp of sword energy swept out from Jianshan, and a giant sword flew quickly. A young man stepped on the giant sword and came to Mo Yang and Er Gouzi in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Mo, it's you!"

The person who came was none other than Nie Yun. After seeing Mo Yang, he was very happy and had a thick smile on his face.

Since the battle when the major forces attacked Kunlun Mountain, Mo Yang has not seen Nie Yun. I didn't expect that Nie Yun has returned to Jianshan now.

"When did you return to Jianshan?" Mo Yang asked.

"It's been a few months. My senior brother and I were worried about the condition of Master, so we decided to return here. I didn't expect that Master..." Nie Yun started to speak, and the words paused here. The look he looked at Mo Yang became extremely complicated, but there was more gratitude in his eyes.

"How is Senior Sword Saint?" Mo Yang had guessed something from the changes in Nie Yun's eyes, and knew that the Sword Saint should have recovered well.

"Master..." Nie Yun frowned slightly, as if he didn't know how to describe it.

Mo Yang couldn't help but frown, and was a little confused. Did something happen?

Nie Yun paused, thought seriously for a moment, and then laughed, and then said: "Master is in good condition, he is in seclusion!"

Mo Yang: "..."

Er Gouzi, who was standing next to him, finally couldn't help but come up at this time, looking at Nie Yun and said indifferently: "Nie boy, what's wrong, are your eyes crooked, and I am not worthy of you to see?"

Nie Yun was slightly stunned, stared at Er Gouzi, and then suddenly realized, and hurriedly pulled Er Gouzi's hands and smiled: "It turned out to be Brother Er Gou, who did I think it was!"

Er Gouzi suddenly felt an urge to vomit blood. Although it changed its appearance, it had deliberately released a wisp of its own breath just now, and Nie Yun didn't even notice it.

"Boy, you are floating!" Er Gouzi retracted his hands, stepped back a few steps, and spit out these words.

Mo Yang said at this time: "Let's go, go in and take a look first!"

Nie Yun didn't care to say anything, nodded hurriedly, and then turned around to lead the way.

Because everyone at Jianshan had left, it looked a lot more desolate now. Mo Yang and Er Gouzi followed Nie Yun, climbed a giant peak, and came to the courtyard where the Sword Saint was in retreat.

"Master is in retreat, let's not go in and disturb him!" Nie Yun said in a low voice.

Mo Yang nodded slightly. He also knew that he couldn't disturb him at this time. He silently urged the ancient god's left eye to look around, and at the same time, he spread his mind and sensed silently.

Mo Yang didn't want to explore the current realm of the Sword Saint, but to sense the life fluctuations of the Sword Saint.

After about a cup of tea, Mo Yang retracted his mind, let out a long breath, and sighed: "As expected of the Sword Saint, he has experienced the realm of absolute death. After this retreat, the senior's swordsmanship will probably reach a higher level!"

Er Gouzi was full of surprise. He had heard Mo Yang talk about the Sword Saint's unparalleled style at the time, and he had also heard countless cultivators in the cultivation world talk about it. He knew how terrifying the two swords that the Sword Saint had slashed out in succession were. Now he was also surprised to hear Mo Yang say this.

It smacked its lips and said, "Tsk tsk, this guy used to hide on this sword mountain, he was a tiger ignored by the cultivation world. If he hadn't had a sense of justice in his heart and exposed his true strength, I'm afraid no one would know that his swordsmanship had reached this level."

Nie Yun said from the side, "Using a sword to nourish the soul is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will end up dead!"

Er Gouzi looked at Nie Yun with a sidelong glance, and looked him up and down, and said: "Nie boy, tell me the truth, how many soul powers did you nurture in that stupid sword?"

Even Mo Yang couldn't help but look at Nie Yun, and was a little curious.

Nie Yun smiled and said: "My swordsmanship is too shallow now, I dare to nurture only one!"

Mo Yang was a little surprised after hearing this. Nie Yun actually took this path. The process is indeed dangerous, but this is also a shortcut to become stronger. Once successful, the day of soul power fusion, the cultivation level will definitely increase greatly.

After being surprised, Er Gouzi continued to speak: "Tsk tsk, it turns out that he is another guy who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. What about your senior brother? His cultivation is stronger than yours. Could it be that he has also nurtured a few soul powers in the sword?"

Nie Yun shook his head after hearing this and said: "Senior brother is taking another path. Master once said that maybe senior brother will be stronger in the future. In fact, senior brother's talent in swordsmanship is far beyond mine..."

"Will be stronger in the future? Boy, could it be that your senior brother has also found another way?" Er Gouzi was very surprised. This method of nurturing souls with swords is already amazing enough. What kind of swordsmanship path did Nie Yun's senior brother take?

Nie Yun did not hide it and said; "Senior brother condenses sword soul with soul power. He only cultivates one soul power and one sword intent!"