Ancient Gods

Mo Yang was very calm, standing under the Heavenly Dao Sacred Tree, his expression neither sad nor happy, he closed his eyes quietly to comprehend.

Ergouzi muttered: "I don't know what that fake bald guy Bai Fan is thinking. If he knew that this damn kid would directly enter the third level of sainthood because of the Nirvana Sutra, he would probably have a black face!"

"Damn it, I think back then I practiced hard for countless years and only reached the third level of the Holy Realm..."

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In the next few days, Mo Yang has been running the Nirvana Sutra to help Yu Yao dissolve the yin and yang seals in the body. Although he can only dissolve a few each time, as time goes by, there are not many demon seals left in Yu Yao's body. .

On this day, Mo Yang sat cross-legged behind Yu Yao as always. As his mind was running, the light on Yu Yao's body was turbulent, and wisps of brilliance gathered on the top of his head, and a golden lotus actually condensed.

Er Gouzi was dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost.

Although it has been paying attention to Yu Yao's situation in the past few days, the yin and yang seal in Yu Yao's body has indeed been removed a lot, but it has not been completely erased.

And the most important thing is that although the yin and yang seals are dissipating, Yu Yao's condition has not improved significantly. Even though her meridians have been reshaped and her spiritual roots have been repaired a lot, the true energy in her body has dissipated.

At this time, a golden lotus slowly condensed above Yu Yao's head.

However, after the golden lotus was condensed, it was not stable. After a few breaths passed, the golden lotus trembled slightly, and then immediately collapsed.

Mo Yang opened his eyes quickly and let out a sigh.

"The Nirvana Sutra seems to be useless. There is only one last bit of Yin-Yang Seal left, but it cannot be completely erased!" Mo Yang sighed softly.

Yu Yao's face still looked a little sickly pale. After Mo Yang felt it carefully, a trace of depression flashed in his eyes and he said, "After all, her soul power was damaged."

"If the remaining parts of the Yin-Yang Seal are forcibly erased, her soul may also be damaged..."

Mo Yang knew that this method could not continue.

"Boy, don't worry. No matter what, at least for the time being, her life will not be in danger." Ergouzi was helpless at this time and could only say this.

"Observe for a few days first. If it doesn't work, follow the old guy's wishes and go to Yaowang Valley to have a look!"

Mo Yang nodded. Although he seemed to be helping Yu Yao heal his injuries in the past few days, he himself also benefited a lot. He ran the Nirvana Sutra again and again, and felt a lot in his heart.

Two days later, Xia Fengliu left and came back again. When he found Mo Yang and Er Gouzi, his face was full of exhaustion.

He just looked a little lonely, and when he saw Mo Yang and Er Gouzi, he shook his head.

"Master also said that there is no solution to the Yin-Yang Seal. Even if there is only a trace left, it will not change the outcome!"

"I've asked all the powerful people in Piaomiao Peak, but I still haven't found a solution..."

Mo Yang patted him on the shoulder. This was what he expected. Even the Star Emperor Tower Soul was helpless. How could this Yin-Yang Seal be resolved so easily.

"But Master said that the previous generation of Medicine King in Medicine King Valley also had this mark on his body, but he did not die in the end..."

Hearing these words, Mo Yang and Er Gouzi looked at each other, with a strange look in their eyes.

No wonder the old sweeping monk said that when they left the Buddha Sect.

"It seems that we have to go to Yaowang Valley!" Mo Yang frowned and looked up in the direction of the Central Territory.

Xia Fengliu nodded and said: "Master said that Yaowang Valley is very mysterious and there may be a way."

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The next day, Mo Yang and the others set off for the Central Territory, heading towards the Medicine King Valley.

Mo Yang had been to the contemporary Medicine King's succession ceremony once before, so they had a smooth journey.

But when he came here in a wilderness dozens of miles away from Yaowang Valley, Mo Yang's brows were beating and he felt uneasy.

Ergouzi also sensed it, with a vigilant look in his eyes as he kept scanning around.

After traveling for several miles, I didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

"Something's wrong!"

Mo Yang finally couldn't help but stop and didn't dare to move forward.

Although he had been concentrating on sensing and found nothing unusual, his intuition told him that danger was approaching.

"Uncle, I feel very depressed. I always feel like there is a pair of eyes staring at us!" Ergouzi said while scanning around.

Mo Yang's face was solemn. Since the battle in the Xuantian Holy Land, he had only appeared in the Buddha Sect. If a strong enemy really comes to find him, he must not be an ordinary strong man.

Because it is impossible for ordinary cultivators to know their whereabouts.

"Whoever is hiding in the dark, get out!" Mo Yang didn't want to waste time, his spiritual thoughts completely dispersed, he sensed the movement around him, and said in a deep voice at the same time.

"boom……"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling light suddenly erupted from the place where they stood, and wisps of Dao patterns emerged, intertwining into a large formation in the blink of an eye.

"The cage of heaven and earth... Damn, there is a trap here!"

Ergouzi was shocked, but there was no way to retreat at this time. The formation covered a wide area and directly trapped them in the formation.

Mo Yang also changed his color. The aura of this formation was strong, and it looked like it had been arranged in advance. It seemed that it was waiting here specially.

"Could it be that the bald donkey of the Buddhist sect deliberately lured us into the trap and wanted to kill us here!" Ergouzi cursed.

"It's the ancestor from the Holy Land!" Mo Yang said in a deep voice.

"Didn't that old immortal escape with serious injuries?" Ergouzi was already puzzled.

On that day, an unprecedented battle broke out in the Xuantian Holy Land. Several powerful Saint Emperors clashed, which shocked the entire Central Region. One of the two Holy Land ancestors died, and the other escaped with serious injuries. This was witnessed by many cultivators.

Although he was trapped in the formation, he could distinguish the obscure aura. He was also trapped by the soul-locking formation in Xuantian Holy Land, and the two formations seemed to be made by one person.

"As expected of a descendant of the Ancient God Clan!" came a voice.

The sound wave shook into the formation, and Ergouzi was directly knocked out and hit the barrier of the formation, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Mo Yang's expression suddenly changed, and he stepped back, his blood and energy turbulent.

Outside the formation, a figure emerged silently.

Mo Yang's guess was good. This person was indeed an ancestor from the Holy Land. However, when he saw him at this time, Mo Yang almost couldn't recognize him because he seemed to be dozens of years older. The unknown strong man in the tower is more like a mummy.

"You asked for this. Originally, I wanted to capture you alive and wait until you reach the level of Holy King to take your body. However, in the battle that day, I lost too much energy, so I had to take action in advance!"

The old man stared at Mo Yang with cold eyes, unusually forbidding.

"You surprised me. You actually obtained the Nirvana Sutra from the Buddhist sect!" The old man stared at Mo Yang, and his words made Mo Yang tremble.

"Did you leave a mark on me?" Mo Yang asked in a deep voice. During this period, he had spent most of his time in the Star Emperor Tower. Logically speaking, his whereabouts could not be exposed.

There is only one possibility, and that is that he was marked by a mark in the soul-locking formation that day.