Ancient Gods

The group of people saw that Mo Yang didn't respond. Before the girl said anything, the four followers behind her were not happy at first.

One of them snorted coldly at Mo Yang: "Boy, are you deaf? Didn't you hear what was asked of you?"

Mo Yang frowned and looked, feeling a little unhappy for a moment, and said, "Who are you, asking me questions and I have to answer them? Who do you think you are!"

"Boy, you dare to be so presumptuous, do you know who we are?" The attendant's face became colder and colder, staring at Mo Yang coldly.

"I don't care who you are, don't tell me, I'm not interested in knowing!" After Mo Yang said that, he turned to look elsewhere.

"Hmph, a mere disciple is looking for death!" The follower shouted angrily, then drew out the long sword in his hand and swung the sword towards the attic.

A sword energy rushed out from his long sword, and swept towards Mo Yang in an instant along with a sharp aura.

"War King Realm..." Mo Yang's face changed slightly after he felt the fierce aura. This was a War King. He did not dare to go head-on. He ran the scroll and flew out of the window, gliding in mid-air for ten seconds. It flew to the ground after more than ten feet.

As soon as Mo Yang landed on the ground, there was a roar from behind, and the attic was cut into two halves by the swept sword energy, and large pieces of sawdust flew everywhere.

Seeing this scene, a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the person who made the move. Could it be that Mo Yang was also a strong warrior in the King of War realm.

Seeing that Mo Yang is about the same age as the girl in front of them, at this age and with such cultivation, could this person be the genius of Xuantian Holy Land?

No wonder you dare to talk to them like that, without caring about their identities, and being arrogant.

At this time, the girl was also a little surprised and hurriedly said to stop: "Stop!"

At this time, Mo Yang frowned and stared at the follower who made the move, and felt a little angry in his heart. He was already hiding in the attic, and he actually bothered to come to the door by himself. What the hell was going on? .

"I didn't know you were the genius of the Holy Land, but you were so abrupt and offended!" The follower reacted quickly and hurriedly spoke to Mo Yang.

Because Mo Yang had a magic talisman on his body that concealed his cultivation aura, he couldn't see through it at all. Just now he saw Mo Yang moving more than ten feet in mid-air. In his opinion, this must be the King of War.

Mo Yang looked at the shattered attic and asked in a cold voice: "Is this okay?"

Mo Yang naturally knew why the follower said that. It must be Xing Zijuan that caused the other party to misunderstand.

"No, I give this to you as an apology!" Before the follower could say anything, the girl raised her hand and threw a wooden box towards Mo Yang.

"This is the spiritual herb brought to you Saint!" the girl continued.

"Miss, this is not allowed..." The attendant wanted to stop him. This was a gift from his visit to the Holy Land, but he actually gave it to the boy in front of him.

"It's all your fault. Fortunately, I secretly took an extra one..." Although the girl lowered her voice, her words still fell into Mo Yang's ears clearly.

Mo Yang took it in his hand, opened it and took a look, and then he was secretly happy. This was indeed a spiritual grass, and it was a spiritual ginseng. The most important thing was that Mo Yang knew at a glance that the spiritual ginseng was at least hundreds of years old.

"That's all, it's not a crime for those who don't know. I won't argue with you!" Mo Yang pretended to be calm on the surface, but he quickly put the spiritual ginseng into the Najie.

Anyway, the attic is not his, and he is ready to leave Xuantian Holy Land when the storm in these few days passes. This spiritual ginseng was picked up for free.

"Little brother, I see you have quite a personality. My sister likes it. Go and pass a message to her, and she will give you sweets later!" The girl said to Mo Yang with a smile.

Mo Yang felt like he was about to vomit blood. Who were these people? This girl seemed to have a good temperament, so why did she feel a little immodest.

Give me some candy, little white rabbit...

Mo Yang didn't want to cause trouble, so he pointed towards Saintess Peak and said: "She is on that mountain, go by yourself!"

Although the other followers were extremely unhappy, they felt that Mo Yang seemed to have a high status, so they refrained from speaking at this time.

The girl smiled and said: "You're so good, my sister will come find you later and give you sweets!"

Mo Yang almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Seeing the girl and her group leaving, Mo Yang glanced around and found no one. He quickly escaped into the Star Emperor Tower, and then opened the spiritual ginseng and looked at it carefully.

"Tsk, tsk, it's really a good thing. This thing is very useful for cultivation. If they know my true identity, I'm afraid they will have to go back and refine it quickly!"

After Mo Yang looked at it carefully, he was overjoyed. This spiritual ginseng was probably over a thousand years old, so it was extremely rare.

Without saying a word, he grabbed it out and stuffed it into his mouth. He swallowed it after just a few mouthfuls. Then he sat down directly on the spot to refine the spiritual power.

A few hours later, the aura on Mo Yang's body surged, and a wave of air spread out from his body, accompanied by a strong pressure.

After a stick of incense, the aura dissipated. Mo Yang stopped his power and stood up. He raised his fist and slammed it on the ground, making a dull roar.

"Sure enough, this spiritual ginseng has a great effect on the body, and the physical body has become a lot stronger!" Mo Yang said to himself while feeling it.

Yu Yao had given him a red-blooded spirit fruit before on Saintess Peak. Mo Yang hadn't felt it yet when he took it, but during this period of time, Mo Yang felt that his body seemed to be gradually strengthening, and he felt that his physical strength was getting stronger day by day. .

Now taking and refining a millennium spiritual ginseng not only made his body leap forward, but the huge spiritual power directly pushed his cultivation to a new level.

Originally, it wasn't long after his cultivation reached the Grandmaster level, but now he was pushed directly to the second level of the Grandmaster realm.

When Mo Yang recalled the time he had spent in Xuantian Holy Land, he felt like he was dreaming. Although the time was not long, he had already reached a higher level without realizing it.

Mo Yang did not leave the Xinghuang Tower. He was also worried that the girl and her group would find him, so he simply sat cross-legged on the third floor to practice.

In Xuantian Holy Land, as the Grand Elder had expected, Xuantian Holy Land had been crowded with people in the past few days, with groups of strong men visiting, and several major forces in the Central Region had come.

The formation on the Holy Maiden Peak was temporarily removed, and the strong men from all sides followed the elders of the Holy Land to climb the Holy Maiden Peak to see the resurrected Emperor Wood.

In fact, when the ancient tree changed that day, many strong men saw the traces of the ancient tree that was like a giant pillar. The rumors about this Emperor Wood were not a secret, and many strong men on the continent knew about it.

Now that they have climbed the Holy Maiden Peak and seen the verdant Emperor Wood, the strong men from all sides have different thoughts.

The resurrection of an ancient tree left by the great emperor can only be beneficial to the Xuantian Holy Land, because the emperor's law is imprinted on this emperor's tree. Now that it is resurrected, it may be accompanied by the emperor's law.