Ancient Gods

Listening to the gentle words that kept coming into his ears, feeling the gentle and loving eyes, and the breath that made him let go of any mental vigilance, Mo Yang's mood gradually calmed down.

On the top of the green mountain, the breeze blew by. Mo Yang did not ask the questions that were stuck in his heart, but told his mother about the bits and pieces that had happened over the years.

Mo Yang's mother had a gentle expression, silently looking at Mo Yang and listening quietly...

The sad and helpless past, the tragic life-and-death battles, now came out of Mo Yang's mouth, it was already light and easy, like some trivial things that could not be more ordinary.

Mo Yang talked about the four elders of Lingxu Sect, the senior brothers and sisters of Gan Sect, and Feng Rukong, and mentioned Yu Yao, Yaochi Saint, Luo Liuxiang and Daomen Saint...

He wanted to tell his mother about the people and things he met over the years, after all, he met many people who were extremely important to him.

Sometimes she looked depressed and sad, but when she mentioned some people, she couldn't help but smile, such as her friends and those children...

"You have grown up, don't let those girls down!"

Mo Yang's mother spoke quietly while listening to Mo Yang's story.

In fact, she had seen a few of them, but Mo Yang didn't know. Now listening to Mo Yang's story, she felt both relieved and guilty.

Although Mo Yang said it lightly and many things were just laughed off, she knew very well that it must have been difficult for Mo Yang along the way.

Because Mo Yang was not competing with his peers, everything about him, including his identity, destined him to take an unusual path, and all of this was not up to Mo Yang to choose.

"Child, don't blame your mother and your father for leaving you alone, your father has more important things to do..."

Mo Yang just shook his head. He did have resentment in his heart, but that was only in the past.

"Go do what you want to do, don't worry!" Then, she looked at Mo Yang and said this softly.

Hearing this, Mo Yang was slightly stunned, because this sentence seemed to have a hidden meaning.

Mo Yang knew that since his mother was a god, the thoughts and plans in his mind must not be hidden, but in the current situation... it seems that there is no need to attract those beings in the star field.

On the one hand, the ancient races will definitely be restrained because of the fall of the Supreme. Although Mo Yang does not know how long it will be peaceful, he knows that everyone is afraid of death, even those Supremes are more afraid of death.

On the other hand, the arrival of the strong men from the star field is probably not a good thing for both his mother and himself. After all, his identity is too special. The identity is only secondary. The key is the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao on him. That thing that should not belong to him is likely to cause big trouble.

Seeing Mo Yang's frown, a faint smile appeared on her beautiful face, and then she slowly stood up and said softly: "You have grown up, and you have to walk your own way!"

As she said this, she looked far away in the direction of the ancient race, and then said: "Now there are many eyes looking for me, the time has not come yet, mother can't always be with you!"

For this, Mo Yang is very clear, in that piece of fog, there are many ancient lands of the ancient race, and there are also many dormant ancient supremes. No matter how strong his mother is, she is just one person after all, and it is not a good thing to continue to stay on Xuantian Continent.

He wanted to take his mother to see those children, but at this time Mo Yang calmed down. Now it seems that the ancient race has restrained, but as his mother said, the time has not come yet, and those ancient race supremes are watching the slightest movement on the continent.

And his mother has already reached the emperor realm, and she doesn't know how terrible the laws of heaven will suppress her for a long time, which will not benefit her at all.

Mo Yang stood up from the bluestone, pondered for a few breaths, and couldn't help asking a question that was weighing on his mind.

"Mother, I've been to the Ten Thousand Gods Tomb, the one on the white jade platform..."

He had too many questions in his mind, but after seeing his mother and knowing that his father was still safe, he felt that many of them were not so important. However, Mo Yang couldn't help but want to know the reason for the two bodies in the two Ten Thousand Gods Tomb.

Just now, he had thought about whether his mother, like his master Feng Rukong, had cultivated the ancient peerless merit of the Three Worlds, but he didn't think so after thinking about it.

"The laws of heaven change, and the emperor also has a time to sit and die. He had to use this method to shed his withered body..."

Hearing this, Mo Yang was stunned. Once... What about now?

Looking at the mother's current appearance, she seems to be in her early twenties. Time seems to have left nothing on her. Is she not afraid of the laws of heaven now, or...

As if she saw the doubts in Mo Yang's heart, although Mo Yang did not continue to ask, his mother looked at him and said: "Emperors also have strengths and weaknesses. The suppression of the laws of heaven is relative. When you reach the emperor realm in the future, you will know that when you reach a certain level of cultivation, the so-called suppression is meaningless!"

Although she did not say anything clearly, she had already told Mo Yang that the so-called suppression of the laws of heaven seemed to no longer exist for her.

In a sense, since the suppression of the laws of heaven does not exist, doesn't it mean...

Thinking of this, Mo Yang was stunned.

He wanted to ask something, but his mother's figure began to become blurred at this time, like a mist blown by the wind, and it dissipated in an instant without leaving any trace.

"Mother..." Mo Yang rushed over, but the figure had completely disappeared.

"My child, you have to work hard to practice. You have a long way to go..."

A faint voice came, and then disappeared completely...

Mo Yang froze on the spot, everything today seemed like a dream, he kept recalling the scene just now in his mind, and those ethereal and soft words seemed to still echo in his mind.

Mo Yang entered the Star Emperor Tower, arrived at the seventh floor of the Star Emperor Tower, stood in front of the Yunxu ruins for a long time, and then walked into the valley.

"This Immortal Dew of Good Fortune and the various rare holy medicines in this valley must have been left behind by my mother..."

Mo Yang spoke to himself. He recalled the scene when he discovered the valley in the ancient secret realm. Now it seems that the tower soul seemed to know everything at that time.

A figure appeared silently beside him. Tower Soul nodded and said: "Yes, she once stayed there!"

Now that Mo Yang had seen her about many things, there was no need to hide some things.

"The first time I set foot in the ancient secret realm, I saw an emperor's corpse channeling spirits. Later, I found that the emperor's corpse had been beheaded. It must have been my mother's action..."

At this time, Mo Yang recalled every bit of the past. It seemed that his mother had been secretly by his side a long time ago. Although she had never shown up or met him, she had invisibly cleared many obstacles for him.