Ancient Gods

The Taoist Saint listened to Mo Yang talking about forging Xi'er's foundation. Although there was no obvious change on her face, her heart was not calm at all. She did not expect Mo Yang to do this, and she could not help but feel a little touched.

Mo Yang seemed to be very ruffian, but his heart was not bad.

When she looked at Mo Yang again, she felt much more pleasing to the eye.

Mo Yang did not wait for her to say anything, and talked about the details of the medicinal bath and the things to pay attention to. Then he took out the medicinal materials he had prepared before.

Before, on Xuantian Continent, when he went to see the senior brothers and sisters of Gan Zong, these medicinal materials were given to him by Feng Rukong when he left, and they came in handy here.

"It's almost time to use up all these herbs!" Mo Yang explained the dosage and efficacy of the herbs one by one, then put all the herbs into a storage ring, handed it to the Taoist Saint, and said, "Please keep it carefully!"

The Taoist Saint said nothing and took the storage ring silently. She knew Mo Yang's attainments in this area. She naturally listened carefully to what Mo Yang said and kept it in mind.

"Just practice here with peace of mind. I will refine some pills tomorrow, and you can assist in practice!"

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he slapped his forehead and said, "By the way, there is also the matter of the restriction. Let's do it tonight. You should be ready. One more day or one less day may have different results. We can't delay it any longer."

The Taoist Saint frowned slightly and sighed. Although she didn't say anything, she nodded slightly.

At this time, the tower soul was speechless to the extreme. Seeing Mo Yang speak seriously, he even deliberately explored it, but found nothing. Where did the restriction come from?

Mo Yang's skill in talking nonsense is probably unmatched.

Before, Mo Yang held the hand of the Taoist Saint for so long, and the tower soul felt something was wrong, because with Mo Yang's current cultivation, he could detect it in a few breaths at most, why would it take so long?

What made the tower soul even more speechless was that the Taoist Saint actually believed it!

Mo Yang specifically told the Taoist Saint some things, especially in order to resolve the forbidden spell, such as calming down and regulating breathing, letting go of all distracting thoughts, bathing and changing clothes...

Although the Taoist Saint was very confused, she was confused by Mo Yang's words, and finally just nodded silently and agreed.

After all, now that she has a child, in a place like the wilderness, if she really has problems, Xier will be like having no one to rely on.

Then Mo Yang left until the evening, when the full moon was high in the sky, and the world was shrouded in moonlight, and there was a sense of tranquility.

Xi'er was already fast asleep. At this time, in the quiet courtyard, the door made a slight sound, and then it was pushed open, and Mo Yang walked in slowly.

The Taoist Saint sat silently in front of the window. She was ready and was waiting for Mo Yang to come.

Hearing the slight sound, she looked out the window and saw that Mo Yang had already walked into the courtyard and seemed to be arranging the formation.

In fact, the Taoist Saint was somewhat nervous, on the one hand because she was worried about the ban, and on the other hand for other reasons.

Not long after, Mo Yang had already arranged the formation, covering the entire courtyard, as if it was isolated from the outside world.

Then Mo Yang walked into the house and looked at Xi'er who was already fast asleep. Mo Yang didn't think much about it. He raised his hand and waved, and formed a barrier again to cover the little girl.

The Taoist Saint was puzzled, stood up and frowned at Mo Yang, not understanding why Mo Yang did this.

"This matter cannot be disturbed in any way!" Mo Yang said seriously.

The Taoist Saint frowned slightly, but then said nothing.

"It's almost time, let's start!" Mo Yang looked out the window, then raised his hand and closed the window.

"Isn't it midnight?" The Taoist Saint asked in confusion.

"I've thought about it carefully for a long time, and it doesn't necessarily have to wait until midnight..." Mo Yang responded.

Not long after, a low call came from the room: "Where are you putting your hands? Take them away!"

"Don't move, don't disturb my mind!" Mo Yang's voice followed.

...

Then it calmed down for a few breaths, and the low call with a bit of panic came out again: "Mo Yang, what are you doing, let go!"

"Mo Yang, you..."

The noise coming from the room suddenly became much louder, as if the two had started fighting, and the sound of objects falling could be heard, but this noise did not last long, and the room slowly calmed down.

The moonlight fell, and the courtyard was quiet outside. No movement in the courtyard was heard. There was a formation running silently here, covering up all the noises.

Now everything in the Holy Sect has returned to its past tranquility. It was very quiet under the moonlight.

Xi'er was sleeping peacefully, and an energy barrier enveloped her. No matter how loud the noise in the house was, it could not reach her ears. Because of the foundation forging, she was very sleepy these days.

...

The next morning, a ray of morning light fell and shone into the house through the window. The Taoist Saint opened her eyes in a daze, and then she was startled, because a pair of warm hands were firmly locked on the peaks. She could clearly hear the strong heartbeat with her head resting on the chest...

But she didn't sit up directly in shock. On the one hand, she was sore all over. Many scenes from last night suddenly appeared in her mind, making her face instantly red, as if blood beads could be oozing out.

On the other hand, although she was ashamed and angry, this feeling made her feel an indescribable attachment in her heart, and her mood was very conflicted.

How could she not understand some things in her heart? After all, things have come to this point. Although she has always been unhappy with Mo Yang on the surface, it is only on the surface. In her heart, she has always imagined a warm picture of a family one day.

It's just that she couldn't convince herself to take that step.

Recalling what Mo Yang said yesterday, she felt ashamed and angry. Mo Yang seemed to have planned it out long ago. He even made up a reason so flawless that she believed it. As a result, she found out last night that Mo Yang was just talking nonsense in a serious manner, but in fact he had ill intentions.

Not long after, a suppressed exclamation came from the room again, and then the sound that lasted all night came again.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon, and the closed door was pushed open. Mo Yang stretched his waist, then walked to the small courtyard and waved his hand to remove the formation.

He looked back at the house and said, "Just rest and recuperate. Although half of the restriction was dissolved last night, the other half still needs to be dissolved tonight!"

Mo Yang said this with a serious face!

A voice of shame and anger came from the house, and a low voice said, "Go to hell!"

But apart from this, there was no other movement. Mo Yang had a faint smile on his face, and then turned and left the courtyard.