The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang looked at the teahouse owner standing in the distance with a dull look on his face. Mo Yang walked over, then quietly stuffed a banknote into the man's hand, then turned and left. .\\nCOM

The cultivators around him kept looking at Mo Yang, and some people also stared at the Ergouzi on Mo Yang's shoulder, talking in low voices from time to time.

"Why are you all staring at me? Have you never seen such a handsome beast?" Ergouzi glared at the audience around him, but no one was afraid of anything at all. Instead, it attracted a lot of discussion.

"This dog is so cute!" a female cultivator said, wanting to hold Er Gouzi in her arms.

Er Gouzi was so excited that his hair almost exploded. He stared at the female cultivator with a pair of big black jewel-like eyes and said with claws and teeth: "Little girl, your ideas are very dangerous. Don't have any ideas about me. I don't belong." You, those two hills of yours, I would be in a panic if I lay on them!"

The female disciple didn't react at first, but then she looked at Mo Yang with a face full of shame and anger, and said something unknown, and it didn't seem to be a good thing.

"Tsk, tsk..." Mo Yang glanced at Er Gouzi, his forehead was covered with black lines, what a scammer.

"This weird dog looks so cute, but how can he open his mouth like a shameless gangster!" Many cultivators were speechless.

"You learn what you learn from someone. Didn't you hear just now that this guy named Mo Yang stole the elixir from Xianyin Pavilion and even watched Fairy Meng take a bath? He is a shameless person, and he has a spiritual pet with him. How can he learn well? If it weren’t for his tyrannical cultivation, I would even want to go up and educate him!”

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"Nima..." Mo Yang was a little confused, what does this two-dog nature have to do with him.

Ergouzi was also extremely unhappy at this time. He bared his teeth and claws and said to the cultivators around him: "Your sister is the spiritual pet, and your whole family is the spiritual pet!"

"Look, Gouzi has completely learned this rogue virtue!" As soon as Er Gouzi finished speaking, a cultivator spoke in a low voice.

"Tsk, tsk, I'm afraid this dead dog is not a good thing himself. He can't say a single human word, and he doesn't know what kind of elixir he took to open up his intelligence. That elixir blinded him in vain!"

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Some of them were ordinary people, and Mo Yang didn't bother to pay attention to them, and walked quickly through the crowd and left.

After leaving the crowd, they found Nie Yun and Bai Fan standing not far away.

"Brother Mo, can I ask a question?" Nie Yun said, and as he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Mo Yang, as if he was sensing Mo Yang's cultivation.

Mo Yang smiled and said, "I wonder what Brother Nie wants to ask?"

In fact, Mo Yang had already made a guess in his mind. Meng Xianyin had noticed before that his cultivation level was not at the War King level. Nie Yun and Bai Fan must have also noticed that, and the third level of the Grandmaster level was the War King. It happened that Mo Mo in the city lord's palace was Nie Yun and Bai Fan were both there when Yang Xiuwei broke through, so they must also be confused about this.

"I would like to ask, what kind of cultivation level does Brother Mo have now?" Nie Yun said after pondering slightly.

Bai Fan also looked at Mo Yang, with a bit of curiosity in his eyes.

This flower monk gives people a very strange feeling. Although his style is completely different from that of a Buddhist disciple, his true identity is indeed a genius of the Buddhist sect, and according to the news that Mo Yang heard, Bai Fan's talent Ji Gao is a rare genius in the history of Buddhism.

Mo Yang smiled and asked instead: "Brother Nie, as the chief disciple of Jianshan, I should not be able to hide it from you with my mere cultivation!"

Nie Yun's expression was calm, but he frowned slightly and said, "I remember that Brother Mo made a breakthrough on the spot when he was sparring with Meng Xianyin in the palace of the city lord of Wangyue City. Before the breakthrough, Brother Mo's cultivation should be at the peak of the third level of the Grandmaster Realm!"

Mo Yang nodded without thinking: "Yes, this is not a secret. Didn't Brother Bai see it at the beginning? Is there any problem with this?"

Nie Yun was a little confused. What he said was very clear. Mo Yang's current cultivation level should be that of a war king. But Mo Yang's question suddenly confused him and he was stunned. , I didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Even though he was in a calm state of mind, he still wanted to swear at this moment. There is no problem. This is a big fucking problem. You should be the King of War, but you are not the King of War. What the hell are you asking...

Even Bai Fan was a little confused, after all, what Mo Yang said was so abnormal.

Mo Yang looked at the expressions of Nie Yun and Bai Fan, and then said as if he was suddenly enlightened: "I understand, Brother Nie Yun means that I should be at the War King Realm now, right?"

Nie Yun nodded, then looked at Mo Yang silently, waiting for Mo Yang to explain.

Mo Yang said: "My ideas are too simple. It's easier for me to understand if Brother Nie explains it directly."

Nie Yun was confused again. Is this the end?

Mother, don’t you understand, what’s the reason?

He glanced at Mo Yang blankly for a few times, only to hear Mo Yang ask with confusion: "Brother Nie, do you have any more questions?"

Nie Yun was stunned for a while and couldn't help but glance at Bai Fan beside him, then looked at Mo Yang again, shook his head and said: "No more!"

He didn't know whether Mo Yang was pretending or if he really didn't hear clearly. After all, Mo Yang's acting style is different from ordinary people, and his thoughts may also be different from ordinary people.

Mo Yang then looked at Bai Fan and said with a smile: "Brother Bai also went to Yaowang Valley to attend the new Yaowang's succession ceremony?"

Bai Fan's face was very calm and he nodded slightly. Although he didn't keep the precepts and drank meat and wine all the time, it gave people a very strange feeling. He had an indifferent temperament and did whatever he wanted.

Mo Yang didn't say much after that. There were still a few days before the Yaowang Valley grand event was held, and this place was not far from Yaowang Valley. He was not in a hurry and planned to find an inn in the town to stay. , and will go there when the time approaches.

"This bald ladle is unparalleled in his pretense skills. Eating meat and drinking alcohol is already a taboo in the Buddhist sect. He actually looks colder than those saints from the Holy Land. He is pretending to be your sister!" Ergouzi said in a low voice.

"Boy, this bald boy's cultivation is much better than yours, and the fact that the Buddha Sect condones him is enough to show that his talent is extraordinary. Otherwise, based on what this bald guy did, he would have been expelled from the sect long ago. If you do this in the future, Enemy, he must be one of your most difficult opponents!" Ergouzi said, rarely showing a bit of seriousness at this time.

But after saying that, it said angrily: "But that's not necessarily the case. You are the weirdest guy I have ever seen. You are a trash man, but you are covered in treasures. You have the shell of a human race and the core of a god race. You can't see it." Tooru, I can’t understand, you are as innocent and violent as you are!”

Mo Yang had a bit of a dark face, but Er Gouzi was right. Not to mention other people, even he himself didn't understand himself at all.

In the small town, there are more and more cultivators. Mo Yang and Er Gouzi live in an inn. Mo Yang stands in front of the window and observes the cultivators coming and going, while Er Gouzi lies on the window edge and comments on the girls who come and go. .

"Boy, do you think that person is your saintly baby?" Ergouzi raised a paw and pointed at a middle-aged woman on the street with an obscene look on his face.

Mo Yang raised his hand and gave this guy a shudder on his forehead, but at this moment he noticed a young man, who looked like an ordinary scholar, walking silently on the street, accompanying the crowd.

This man was dressed in white, with a calm expression, and looked around calmly. A flute hung on his waist. Although he looked ordinary, at first glance, he gave people an indescribable sense of excellence. Among the crowds of pedestrians, , looking around, it seemed that he could be spotted at a glance.

"This person is a little strange. He doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. It's just that he doesn't have any aura of cultivation on his body, and he can't feel the slightest fluctuation of true energy!" Mo Yang frowned and whispered.

"It does look a bit strange!" Ergouzi also shifted his gaze from the girls to the young man, and said with a suspicious expression.