Ancient Gods

Meng Xianyin was in a panic and struggled desperately, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free from the restraining force.

What frightened her the most was that Mo Yang was actually walking towards her slowly at this time...

Because in her heart, Mo Yang was a shameless hooligan.

But Mo Yang didn't do anything. He walked closer and looked at her silently. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "You are really stupid. You know that I have an extraordinary physique, but you still dare to fight me in close combat. If you use the rhythm killing method, you may be able to have two more moves!"

Hearing Mo Yang's words, Meng Xianyin was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood.

Fortunately, Mo Yang didn't do anything to her. After saying this, Mo Yang glanced at the Exiled Immortal Valley and shook his head and said, "There are no spiritual medicines available!"

Then he turned around and left.

Xia Fengliu and Er Gouzi didn't stop either. Although Er Gouzi kept muttering something and his eyes were extremely wretched, he also followed Mo Yang and left.

It was not until Mo Yang walked out of the Exiled Immortal Valley that Meng Xianyin felt that the restraining force disappeared.

Not far from the Exiled Immortal Valley, in the main hall of the Xianyin Pavilion, Meng Xianyin rushed in hurriedly. She obviously wanted to inform the sect of the news, but after entering the main hall, she was stunned before she could speak.

Because Mo Yang was already in the main hall.

At this time, she realized that the atmosphere in the main hall was abnormally wrong. All the elders of the Xianyin Pavilion were there, and the Pavilion Master was still sitting in front, but the atmosphere was indescribably heavy.

All the elders present had the cultivation of the Saint Realm. Two of them had even reached the third level of the Saint, and the Pavilion Master was at the peak of the third level of the Saint, but at this time, he looked like he was facing a great enemy.

"Mo Yang, what do you want to do by coming to my Xianyin Pavilion?"

An elder said coldly.

They had just received some news that several strong men of the third level of the Saint Realm had fallen in the Dao Sect, and Mo Yang seemed to be carrying the sacred wooden bow of the Saint of the Xuantian Holy Land!

So when they saw Mo Yang at this time, everyone looked solemn.

Mo Yang glanced at the elders of Xianyin Pavilion in the hall, his expression calm, and said: "You should not forget the hatred between you and me!"

"Although you didn't chase me all the time, you did fight me before!"

"I heard that you killed many powerful people in Dadao Sect. You came to my Xianyin Pavilion today. Do you want to kill us too? Young man, you are too arrogant!"

"I heard that you are showing off your power with the sacred wood bow of the Saint of Xuantian Holy Land. What capital do you have to be arrogant!"

The Supreme Elder of Xianyin Pavilion stared at Mo Yang and shouted coldly.

Mo Yang looked at him, and his eyes were fixed for a moment, and then he raised his hand and slapped him.

He did not use his true energy, but pure physical strength.

But when the elder raised his hand to block, his face changed drastically. With a muffled sound, the stone slab under his feet suddenly collapsed, and his feet sank directly into the ground, directly submerged to his knees.

"Even without any external force, I can kill you!"

Mo Yang looked at the Supreme Elder of Xianyin Pavilion and spoke calmly, but everyone in the hall changed color at this time.

"You have no deep hatred with our Xianyin Pavilion, what do you want to stop?" At this time, the Pavilion Master of Xianyin Pavilion stood up.

This is a middle-aged beautiful woman, looking at Mo Yang silently, and speaking in a deep voice.

Although her cultivation has reached the peak of the third level, if she fights with Mo Yang, both will be injured, and after a battle, I am afraid that Xianyin Pavilion will be seriously injured and will never recover.

After hearing this, Mo Yang's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

He retracted his palm, looked around the hall, looked at Meng Xianyin behind him, and then frowned and thought.

When the Pavilion Master saw this scene, a trace of struggle appeared in her eyes. Seeing that Mo Yang was about to speak, she spoke first: "If you like Xianyin, you can take her away."

She did not say that she wanted to marry Meng Xianyin to Mo Yang, because she knew very well that Mo Yang and the Da Dao Sect had a grudge. If Meng Xianyin and Mo Yang got married, then Xianyin Pavilion would definitely become the target of the Da Dao Sect.

Meng Xianyin was stunned and her face gradually turned pale.

Her mind was blank. She could not imagine that the Pavilion Master would actually say this.

Now he was using her as a pawn to resolve the grudge between him and Mo Yang.

Mo Yang's expression did not change at all. After hearing this, he looked back at Meng Xianyin, smiled with a bored face, and then turned around and walked out of the hall.

He did not say anything and walked directly to the Xianyin Pavilion Library.

A group of elders followed him out and watched Mo Yang walk into the library and take away many ancient books.

Several elders could not help but want to take action, but they were stopped by the Pavilion Master.

"Let him take it away. The skills are not in the library. Those ancient books are not very useful!" The Pavilion Master said in a deep voice.

When Mo Yang walked out of the library, Er Gouzi rushed out from the other side and shook the ring in his hand at Mo Yang.

Er Gouzi didn't care that the elders of Xianyin Pavilion were not far away. He said directly to Mo Yang: "I found dozens of spiritual medicines in the treasure house. This Xianyin Pavilion is too shabby. There are no decent treasures!"

Several elders immediately looked extremely gloomy and almost vomited blood. Fortunately, it sounded that only some spiritual medicines were lost.

Mo Yang didn't say anything and said to Er Gouzi: "Let's go!"

"Boy, don't you want Meng Xiaoniu? It's a great opportunity. Take her away now. Isn't it good to bring a few children back to recognize your relatives in a few years..."

"Boy, why don't you open your mind..."

...

Er Gouzi's voice was getting farther and farther away. Mo Yang didn't stop and left Xianyin Pavilion directly.

Xia Fengliu had never done such a thing before, and he didn't want to cause trouble for Piaomiao Peak, so he didn't enter Xianyin Pavilion, but waited outside Xianyin Pavilion.

After watching Mo Yang go away, the Pavilion Master let out a sigh of relief.

She said in a deep voice: "He has the blood of the ancient gods, and he practices ancient magic. If he takes action, the entire Xianyin Pavilion will be seriously damaged even if it is not destroyed. Today's incident will be treated as if it never happened. Don't provoke him in the future!"

"Such an arrogant person, are you going to let it go?" An elder said with anger in his heart.

"He is an enemy of the Dao Sect, and it is only a matter of time before he falls!" The Pavilion Master said this and turned to enter the hall.

Meng Xianyin's face was pale, and she was still standing in the hall at this time. She was the Pavilion Master's personal disciple. She never expected that when it came to the interests of the sect, she would become a chess piece that could be abandoned at will.

The helplessness and bitterness in her heart made her instantly lose her sense of belonging to Xianyin Pavilion, and her heart was filled with endless confusion.

At this moment, she just wanted to leave here and didn't want to stay for a moment.

She looked at the Pavilion Master expressionlessly and bowed down.

"Xianyin, don't blame Master, Master is helpless..."

But before the Pavilion Master finished speaking, Meng Xianyin said: "Thank you Master for your many years of teaching. I want to leave Xianyin Pavilion!"