Ancient Gods

After a long time, the person who had just made the move had not shown up, and no words were heard. Mo Yang then spread his mind to sense, but he did not find anything unusual, and did not sense any breath or fluctuations.

"No one!"

Mo Yang asked doubtfully, and then he carefully sensed several times, searching the area within a radius of several miles, but still could not sense it.

"Boy, are you sure you don't know him? Could it be your dead ghost master?" Er Gouzi was also puzzled, and left after making a few sword strikes?

Mo Yang also suspected that he had previously suspected that it might be a senior brother or sister of Gan Zong who had made the move secretly, but he did not sense a familiar breath just now, and the key person who made the move did not show up at all, so Mo Yang was not sure.

"Go over and take a look first!" Mo Yang shook his head, and then went over with Er Gouzi to check.

Er Gouzi stood up and stared at the distance for a moment, muttering: "This guy has a strong character. He left without saying a word after using the sword. He is so well-behaved!"

They came to the place where the old man was shot down. Looking at the several big pits in front of him, Mo Yang was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Especially the old man, his body was blown into pieces, and his body parts and arms were scattered everywhere.

"Tsk tsk, this old guy probably won't understand what happened until he dies. This guy is too undignified. His pants were blown into several pieces. What a poor child!" Er Gouzi looked around and sighed, but his words were a bit out of place.

Mo Yang carefully checked and then took a ring from one of his arms.

"Yes, there is a holy sword. It seems that this old guy is not too shabby. My battle axe happened to be seriously damaged. It's really timely!" Mo Yang checked the ring. In addition to some skills, there was actually a holy sword. This was an unexpected gain for Mo Yang.

Although holy weapons are not considered precious in the eyes of major forces, not everyone can take them out.

After taking the long sword, Mo Yang threw the ring directly to Er Gouzi.

"Damn, this old guy is greedy for life, and this hobby is quite special!" Er Gouzi pulled out a few pairs of pants from the ring, which seemed not to be men's.

Then he turned out a few volumes of pornographic picture albums.

"This old man seems to be very energetic. This picture album is old. It seems that he has read it a lot. This unlucky child..." Er Gouzi muttered while flipping through the picture album. This guy looked wretched and enjoyed it.

Mo Yang was speechless. The old man was obviously not a decent guy. The concubine in the room might not be able to count the number of slaps. However, Er Gouzi was also a real dog. Fortunately, he was a beast, otherwise I don’t know how many girls would suffer from his poisonous hands.

"Boy, look at this old man, he is still as charming as ever, you should learn from him!"

Mo Yang calmed down and frowned as he pondered who had attacked tonight. If it was the senior brothers and sisters of Gan Zong, it would be ok, but if it was someone else, what was the other party's purpose?

Soon, Er Gouzi came over, handed a scroll of pictures to Mo Yang with a wretched face, and asked: "Boy, do you want to enjoy the sight?"

Mo Yang was speechless, sighed helplessly, and said: "Keep it for yourself, and try to find a female beast as soon as possible!"

Er Gouzi looked at Mo Yang with squinted eyes, and said with contempt: "Boy, you are still pretending to be innocent. Everyone knows that you are full of filth and wretchedness. You are so simple, and you quietly killed the saint of a big holy land!"

Mo Yang's face was dark, and he said: "Don't talk about those useless things."

"Boy, what are you planning? Are we going to Lingxu Sect?"

Mo Yang looked far away in the direction of the west of the continent and said: "No need to go. The Mu family just wanted to lure me out this time and kill me here. Lingxu Sect is too far away from the Central Region. They can't really spend so much effort to attack a small force!"

Because they didn't know whether the previous attack was an enemy or a friend, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi didn't dare to stay any longer, and took advantage of the night to return to the Central Region.

…

At dawn, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi walked into a small town, which was only a hundred miles away from the western region. It was a little remote and there were few people in the town.

The man and the beast walked into a tavern. Er Gouzi generously shouted that he would treat Mo Yang to a big meal. He ordered all the meat in the tavern, and then took out a few jars of old wine from his ring.

The people in the tavern did not recognize Mo Yang. Although they saw a dog following Mo Yang, this was not surprising on the Xuantian Continent. Some young cultivators would subdue some spiritual pets and bring them with them.

The waiter wanted to bring a plate of fragrant meat to the table with a smile. It seemed that seeing Mo Yang's dusty appearance, he asked casually with a smile: "Are you here to watch the fun?"

Mo Yang was stunned and couldn't help asking: "What's the fun?"

The waiter smiled and said: "It's rumored everywhere. I heard that the Holy Maiden of Xuantian Holy Land and the Young Master of the Mu Family are getting married. Recently, many people have come to the Central Region to watch the fun!"

Mo Yang suddenly realized that he hadn't reacted for a while just now. He just nodded casually and said: "We just heard the news and plan to go and see!"

The waiter smiled and didn't say much. After putting the food on the table, he left.

"Boy, it will be very lively this time. You have to be mentally prepared!" Er Gouzi said and stuffed a large piece of meat into his mouth.

Mo Yang didn't respond, because at this time he suddenly found an old man sitting in the corner of the tavern. He didn't notice it when he walked into the tavern before, and it seemed that he didn't see such an old man.

The reason why Mo Yang was paying attention at this time was because the old man seemed to have been looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

The old man looked nothing special. Mo Yang secretly sent out a trace of divine consciousness to investigate, but did not feel any fluctuation of true energy.

However, Mo Yang did not dare to be careless. His intuition told him that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person, but he did not look like a cultivator, which made Mo Yang very confused.

At this time, the old man actually stood up and walked towards him, making Mo Yang's face gradually solemn.

"Boy, what are you looking at? Is there a girl?" Er Gouzi saw Mo Yang looking at a certain direction silently, and he turned his head to look.

However, the old man had already come close, and sat down with a smile. Without saying a word, he knocked open a jar of wine on the table, picked up the jar and sniffed it, smacked his lips and laughed: "Good wine, good wine!"

Mo Yang's eyes were slightly fixed. He did not say anything, but just looked at the old man silently.

Er Gouzi was also a little confused when he saw this scene, and said to Mo Yang: "Boy, who is this old guy, where did he come from?"

Mo Yang frowned, and now he was more certain that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person, because ordinary people could not be like this, he asked: "Senior, do you know me?"

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, let me drink a few sips first, hey, I haven't drunk such strong wine for a long time, good wine, good wine..."

The old man lifted the wine jar and took a few big gulps, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then put down the wine jar, and burped at Er Gouzi, making Er Gouzi almost curse.