The Evil Lord of All Realms

There was a sound of piano, and there was a brief silence in the restaurant. Everyone seemed to be a little distracted, and they started talking after a while.

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The words Xianyin Pavilion were indeed mentioned in the discussion coming from outside the private room.

From the discussions of the diners, Mo Yang also heard some information. It seemed that a disciple of Xianyin Pavilion came to this city, and the sound of the piano came from that person.

"Boy, did you hear that? I can guess it right away. Even if you are trapped for five hundred years, you will still be the uncle!" Ergouzi was already a bit drunk, grinning from time to time.

"Boy, check out and leave. I'll take you to see the beauties. You don't know. There are so many beauties in the Xianyin Pavilion. I think back then I was at the peak of my powers and could transform into whatever form I wanted. Sir, I was suave, rich and handsome, Xianyin. The master of the pavilion also fell in love with my beauty and was almost kidnapped by me..."

Mo Yang was speechless, but one thing is for sure, this guy definitely did a lot of bad things back then, that's where his true nature lies.

Mo Yang stood up, lifted Er Gouzi up, and then left the private room.

This city is called Wangyue City. Mo Yang doesn't know whether there is a moon or not, but the city is indeed a prosperous city.

Mo Yang carries a magical talisman that conceals his aura, and now he is disguised as a middle-aged man, Mo Yang. In the eyes of the world, he is a completely ordinary passerby.

Walking in the city, no one would pay attention to him at all.

Wisps of piano sound came from time to time, which made Mo Yang feel inexplicably peaceful. Although it could no longer affect his mind at this time, the sound waves did carry a vague Taoist charm, which was very magical.

"Entering the Tao through music... is really mysterious. I'm afraid this person's cultivation level is not low!" Mo Yang sighed softly.

On a whim, he followed several cultivators up to an attic. On the uppermost floor of the attic, on the eaves corridor, through the carved windows, Mo Yang saw a stunningly beautiful figure.

Because Mo Yang heard some cultivators talking, they seemed to be the direct disciples of the master of the Xianyin Pavilion, named Meng Xianyin, and it was his first time to walk out, and he had never been like this before.

Moreover, in the conversations among those cultivators, Mo Yang also heard that several geniuses from the sect had also left the sect to practice outside, and seemed to have come to this city. Among them were the geniuses from the Buddha Sect, and Jianshan. The chief disciple...

When it came to Buddhism, the first thing Mo Yang thought of was the young monk he had seen several times before. The monk drank alcohol and ate meat without any taboos, and he didn't care about the eyes of the people around him at all, and he acted as if he was going his own way.

Mo Yang was deeply impressed by that person, not only because of his weird acting style, but also because of his extremely strong cultivation. The other person was obviously a genuine genius. Although they had never fought against each other, based on his intuition, Mo Yang I feel that Monk Nahua is much better than Mu Xiao, the genius of the Mu family.

"I'm afraid he is the genius of the Buddhist sect mentioned by these cultivators. But why is the Buddhist sect willing to tolerate his unscrupulous behavior? Because of that illusory destiny..." Mo Yang frowned.

"Bo..."

At this time, a ray of sound waves swayed from the attic, like a fairy flower blooming, like gurgling water, like an endless ripple penetrating from the carved window.

Mo Yang suddenly felt at peace, as if he had no worries anymore, and just wanted to ride away like this.

The originally bustling attic suddenly became quiet and silent.

"It's such a wonderful song. It's really magical. How can the only way to relieve worries is the fairy music." A voice woke up Mo Yang and brought him back to his thoughts.

As the sound came, a young monk walked up to the attic, and then walked in.

When they saw this person, the cultivators around him gave way one after another. It was obvious that many people knew his identity.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Looking at that figure, Mo Yang couldn't help but sigh.

This person is the flower monk I saw before. Now he has a wine gourd hanging on his waist, is wearing Buddhist robes, and is holding a string of rosary beads in his hand.

At this time, Mo Yang looked through the window towards the attic. There were more than ten people sitting inside. As Monk Nahua walked in, the sound of the piano stopped and bursts of conversation came from inside.

Except for Meng Xianyin of Xianyin Pavilion, at a glance, Mo Yang could not see through the cultivation of several people, because here he did not dare to move his left eye at will. After all, those eyes were the eyes of an ancient god, and they might be These geniuses noticed something unusual.

There was a young man among them, carrying a huge broad sword on his back. It had no scabbard and looked nothing special. The only difference was that the sword was twice as long as an ordinary sword and the sword body was also wide. More than four or five times more.

"Could this person be that Jianshan disciple?" Mo Yang frowned and whispered.

Now his cultivation level is only one step away from the King of War realm. As long as he understands clearly, he can break through in an instant. Without using his left eye, he can't see through people with cultivation level. Their cultivation level must be much stronger than him.

Among the more than ten cultivators inside, the one with the lowest cultivation level seems to be at the second level of the Grandmaster Realm. Two of them have the same cultivation level as him and are already at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm.

"Being in Lingxu Sect before was like sitting in a well and looking at the sky. There is no shortage of talented cultivators on this continent!" Mo Yang couldn't help but sigh.

Ever since I left Lingxu Sect and came to this place where there were many sects, I saw people with extraordinary talents. A young cultivator walked out randomly, and his cultivation level was better than that of the elders of Lingxu Sect.

"Boy, you came to a place like this and didn't wake up the uncle. Is this Zuihua Building?" Ergouzi, who was lying on Mo Yang's shoulder, opened his eyes in a daze, glanced around, and stared at the He couldn't move his eyes away from the window, and continued: "Hey... this girl is pretty good, tsk tsk, she looks very fresh. Boy, hurry up and take her!"

The sound was not loud, but it was very quiet in the attic at this time, and naturally it could not escape the hearing of the cultivators around it, let alone the geniuses in the room.

Mo Yang was confused at the time and thought to himself that it was not good.

These two bastards spoke freely, and their words were enough to anger those talented people, especially Meng Xianyin from Xianyin Pavilion.

Sure enough, before Mo Yang could turn around and run away, several cold eyes swept out of the room and even locked onto Mo Yang accurately.

"Hey, what's going on? Look at your sister, what's so good about you!" Ergouzi was still in a daze, feeling the glances coming from inside, and immediately spoke dissatisfied.

Mo Yang hurriedly reached out to cover this guy's mouth, his face turned dark, there was no doubt that trouble was coming.

"What a thief, how dare you blaspheme Dream Fairy!" A second-level Grandmaster Realm cultivator inside was the first to get angry. His figure flashed into the corridor. Following the gazes of the cultivators around him, he stared directly at Mo Yang. .

Mo Yang's head felt heavy for a while, he didn't say anything, just turned around and left.

"Humph, who are you, so bold!" The man snorted coldly, and stood in front of Mo Yang in a flash.

"Where did you come from? I didn't know that the uncle was here. You are so noisy. Do you want to be treated as a human-shaped snack?" Ergouzi lazily opened his eyes, still a little confused, and looked at the man sideways.

Many cultivators around were already surprised, not just by these words, but also by the fact that a dog could actually speak human words. Even the cultivator was stunned when he saw that it was a dog cub talking. , stunned in place.

"Look at your sister, this man is so heroic and extraordinary, how can your ordinary eyes be able to look at him!" Ergouzi's words became more and more shocking.

At this time, several people in the room had also walked out. Although they were not directly angry at the words just spoken, they were equally displeased.

"It's you!" When Monk Hua looked at Mo Yang, he frowned slightly, and then uttered two words.

Mo Yang couldn't help but be surprised. This person is indeed a genius of the Buddhist sect. The Buddhist sect has been extremely mysterious since ancient times and has a complete inheritance of imperial law. This person may have cultivated the legendary clairvoyance, but he can actually see through him at a glance. identity of.

Hearing what Monk Hua said, the other cultivators were slightly startled, and the coldness in their eyes softened a lot. They knew the identity of this monk, but the genius of the Buddha Sect actually knew Mo Yang. Obviously, Mo Yang's identity is not simple. .

Even Meng Xianyin, who walked out slowly, frowned and looked at Mo Yang, but didn't say anything immediately.

"Brother Bai, do you know this person?" The young man with a giant sword on his back looked at Monk Hua beside him and asked with some confusion.

At the same time, he was also looking at Mo Yang, his brows frowning slightly.

Mo Yang carries a magic talisman on his body. Among cultivators of the same age, few people can see through his true cultivation. Although these people in front of him have extraordinary status and strong cultivation, they don't seem to be able to see through it.

Monk Hua glanced at Mo Yang doubtfully, shook his head slightly and said, "It's not like we know each other, we've just seen him before!"

He then looked at Mo Yang and said: "A few days ago, outside the secret realm of Dahuang Mountain, I saw you fighting against the geniuses of the Mu family. I remember that two elders of the Mu family were present at the time. I never thought that you could leave alive alone!"

Mo Yang smiled and didn't say anything. He just cupped his fists at the cultivators and said, "My pet is delirious and talking nonsense. I have offended many people just now. I'm really sorry!"

"Boy, who are you saying is insane? What are you afraid of, little shrimps?" Ergouzi was unhappy, and his words made Mo Yang's face completely darken.

He really wanted to raise his hand and slap these idiots to death. Wasn't this causing trouble for him? Now, I'm afraid he would completely offend a few people to death.

"Boy, you need a few battles now to find a chance to break through. Don't be ignorant, I am here to help you!" Ergouzi was not completely sober yet. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of smoky alcohol. .

"Shut up!" Mo Yang shouted.

The atmosphere that had originally relaxed became serious again at this time. The atmosphere of this scene was very strange. Although the geniuses were inexplicably angry, they couldn't take action directly. After all, the person who spoke was a dog, and Mo Yang It seems that his status is extraordinary and his combat power is not simple either.

Just what Monk Hua said just now is enough to shock everyone. Who doesn’t know that the Mu family is one of the seven major families in the Central Region? Not to mention the elders of the Mu family, the genius of the Mu family alone can be from the same realm. Not many of his men escaped.

"Forget it, it's rare for everyone to get together here today, so don't lose your interest. It's just a spiritual pet. What's the point of arguing with him? I wonder what I call you, brother?"

At this time, Meng Xianyin from the Xianyin Pavilion opened her mouth to break the silence. A smile appeared on her beautiful face. She looked at Mo Yang with a pair of autumn eyes and spoke lightly.

"Mo Yang!"

Mo Yang did not hide it, but he looked at this person with a high regard at this time. Unexpectedly, this person was not angry. If it were someone from other forces, he would have taken action long ago.

However, Xianyin Pavilion uses music to enter Taoism, and its character is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators. Mo Yang can understand this.

"Since we have met, we are destined, why not get together inside!" Meng Xianyin had a faint smile on her face, and her voice was like a wind chime blowing in the breeze, which made people feel happy.

Mo Yang smiled. When the other party spoke like this, he felt a little embarrassed and turned around to leave, so he nodded.

At this time, Er Gouzi was quite awake, but he lay lazily on Mo Yang's shoulder, staring at the few geniuses present, and did not continue to talk drunkenly.

Cultivators from all directions were talking about it, their eyes wandering back and forth on Mo Yang.

"Mo Yang, I seem to have heard of this name somewhere!" A cultivator whispered, looking suspiciously at Mo Yang, who was dressed like a middle-aged man.

"It's strange. I feel like I've heard of it somewhere, but I have no impression of this person at all. I haven't seen him before!"

"What kind of background does this guy have? He was able to escape alive from the hands of a genius from the Mu family and two clan elders. This guy's cultivation is probably too strong to predict!"

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Amidst the bursts of discussion, Mo Yang followed a group of cultivators into the house.

Calm returned to the attic again.

As a few piano sounds sounded inside, it became completely quiet.

It's just that the sound waves that came out of the attic were completely different from before.

"clank……"

The two sound waves sounded, like two sword lights sweeping across, like the sound of swords, vibrating in all directions.

"Boy, this little girl is not angry on the surface, but in fact she has murderous intentions in her heart!" Er Gouzi whispered in Mo Yang's ear.

Mo Yang frowned slightly, only to hear Er Gouzi say: "If I remember correctly, this is the soul-breaking song of Xianyin Pavilion, and it is a sound of killing!"

"Boy, your cultivation is too weak. Don't let your mind fail. Otherwise, after this song, you will become an idiot at the least, and your soul will be destroyed if it is serious!"

At this time, the faces of the few master-level cultivators in the room were a little pale. The sound wave was too amazing, and it contained some kind of terrifying Taoist charm.

Even Mo Yang felt a little drowsy, but silently, he activated the Star Emperor Sutra in his body, and the true energy slowly circulated in his body. Gradually, he regained consciousness.

However, this so-called soul-breaking song did not last long. In just a few breaths, the sound waves gradually changed to a different rhythm. There was no longer the cold and sharp aura, nor the sharpness before, it was vaguely like the return of spring. The earth seems to be like ice melting away and snow melting, and everything beginning to revive.

"This is one of the sacred songs of Xianyin Pavilion. It's called Spring Return. This girl is not too outrageous. If she plays the complete soul-breaking song, I'm afraid there will be death outside the attic!" Ergouzi said. .

After finishing speaking, it curled its lips and said, "Although this girl is pretty good, her attainments are far from enough!"

In the attic, it was quiet at this time, and all the cultivators were immersed in the long sound waves.

At some point, the long sound wave suddenly stopped.

Meng Xianyin's slender hand gently stroked the strings, and then raised her head to look at Mo Yang.

But in his sight, Mo Yang didn't even look at her. He was sitting at the table, drinking tea by himself, with a calm look on his face, nothing wrong with her at all.

At this time, all the master-level cultivators in the room have not yet come to their senses. Even the disciple from Jianshan looked in a daze and was holding a wine glass in a daze.

"Brother Mo is really not simple!" Meng Xianyin chuckled.