Ancient Gods

But in the end, Xia Fengliu kept pestering Mo Yang and took another bottle of Yangchun Pill from Mo Yang's hand, and then left the inn with satisfaction.

As soon as Xia Fengliu left, an uninvited guest came to the inn.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the windows in the inn.

An old man appeared silently at the door.

Ergouzi lay lazily on the wicker chair in front of the window, unaware of the sudden appearance of the old man.

Mo Yang had just been sitting cross-legged in meditation, but now he couldn't help but stand up slowly.

Neither party has spoken yet, but there is a tension spreading in the inn.

Mo Yang stood up and walked to the table, stretched out two fingers and pressed them on the wall of the teapot. For a moment, the aroma of tea floated out from the mouth of the teapot along with waves of hot air.

He poured two cups of tea slowly, one cup in front of him and one cup on the opposite side.

"Senior, why don't you sit down and have a drink?"

Mo Yang took a sip from the tea cup and spoke without raising his head.

After Mo Yang finished speaking, the old man standing at the door still did not speak, but a strange color flashed in his eyes, as if he did not expect that a young man could be so calm.

After a moment of silence, the old man's figure appeared in front of the table like a ghost, and slowly sat down opposite Mo Yang.

The old man calmly picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp.

Then the old man raised his finger slightly, and the tea in the teapot was directly pulled out by a force, steaming hot, and the two cups were refilled.

"I'll buy you a drink too!"

When the old man spoke, his voice sounded vigorous, like a middle-aged man, without any trace of his age.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Yang's mouth.

He looked up at the old man and said, "Senior, are you here for the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons?"

A look of surprise appeared on the old man's face.

Mo Yang actually expected it!

What surprised the old man the most was that Mo Yang was so direct and asked so openly.

Mo Yang had already thought about the exposure of his skills before, so he was not surprised when the old man appeared.

And they know each other well, so there is no need to hide it.

The worst case scenario would be a fight.

Seeing the change in expression on the old man's face, Mo Yang's smile grew a little thicker and he said, "It seems I guessed it right!"

Mo Yang shook the tea cup before standing up, then looked up at the old man and said with a smile: "I just don't know if senior is here to drink tea or to kill me?"

"Or are you here to steal the skills?"

The old man couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

He looked at Mo Yang silently, and then said after a moment: "What if I came to kill you?"

Mo Yang looked calm, picked up the tea cup and took a sip before saying: "If you kill me, I will kill you!"

The old man's eyes narrowed even more, and he glanced at the inn from the corner of his eye, but did not feel any other unusual aura.

And Mo Yang looked at him silently, and he looked away after a moment.

"Are you a descendant of the Gods?"

The old man picked up the tea cup and asked.

"Not bad!" Mo Yang responded simply.

On the night of the battle between him and Qin Xue, he was seriously injured. The golden blood flowing out of his body at that time was clearly visible to the onlookers.

"Disciple of Qian Zong?" the old man spoke again.

Mo Yang paused slightly, put down the teacup, and looked at the old man silently.

This person actually knew that he was from Qianzong, which was beyond his expectation.

"Where's Xue'er?"

The old man did not explain, but looked around the room and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing these words, the first thing Mo Yang thought of was Situ Xue, because the other party just mentioned Qian Zong.

"Senior, are you from the Situ family?" Mo Yang frowned slightly.

"good!"

After saying that, the old man stood up and then said, "I met the second disciple of Qian Zong before. He said that Xue'er is with you. Where is she?"

Mo Yang frowned and said: "Senior sister is practicing, it's not convenient to see senior now!"

"How is she doing?" The old man pondered for a moment, but did not ask further questions, but asked about Situ Xue's condition.

"The curse has been lifted, and my life is safe!" Mo Yang did not hide it.

After hearing this, the old man seemed to let out a long sigh of relief. Then he sat down again and said, "Although I can't figure out where you got the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons from, but this set of techniques must not be easily exposed to outsiders. Reveal!”

"It's already been used!" Mo Yang looked indifferent.

He then said: "The purpose of practicing Kung Fu is to use it. Don't you need to keep it to get moldy? As for those who call it evil Kung Fu, you can kill me if you want!"

The old man frowned, glanced at Mo Yang silently, and said, "When you leave Luoyang City and come to Situ's house, your master will be waiting for you there!"

Mo Yang had a calm face at first, but when he heard the word "master", his face immediately changed and he said: "The old guy is here too?"

The old man was stunned. Before he could react, Ergouzi, who had been lying lazily on the wicker chair, jumped up and said angrily: "Fuck, that old guy dares to show up. How much does he still owe me?" Jar of wine!”

Old man: "..."

The style of painting changed so quickly that he couldn't recover for a while.

"I just heard about the battle between you and the genius of Yanyulou, so I came here to tell you and convey your master's words by the way!"

"Senior, go back and tell him that he has found the wrong person, and he has nothing to do with me!" Mo Yang said.

Regarding this master, Mo Yang was extremely speechless.

Ever since he accepted him as his disciple, he has been free-roaming.

The old man didn't know what to say at this time. The atmosphere was not right when they were talking.

Mo Yang thought for a while and said, "You can ask me to go and see him. Ask him to prepare a few sets of magic skills, otherwise there is no way!"

...

The old man didn't know how he left the inn in the end. After walking out of the inn, he looked up at the open window and sighed, "This kid... is really weird..."

Er Gouzi leaned on the window and looked. When he saw the old man walking away, he turned back and said to Mo Yang, "Boy, if I had known that he was the girl's family, I should have tied him up. This old guy's cultivation is not worse than mine. He must have a lot of treasures on him!"

Mo Yang frowned and said to himself : "It was just a fight, but the news spread so fast..."

"Boy, that little girl Qin is a ninth-level genius in the Transcendent Realm, but she suffered a great loss at your hands. You can't hide such a thing!"

"And you used the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons. There were a few old guys watching the fight in secret that night. You don't know how famous this set of skills was!"

In the past, Mo Yang thought that some skills should be hidden, but later he figured it out. Enemies should be killed when they should be killed. Practicing skills, especially powerful skills like the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons, is meaningless if you don't use them and are afraid to do so.

After all, enemies are enemies. If you keep avoiding them, it will only cause trouble in the future.