The Evil Lord of All Realms

This voice was extremely strange. It sounded like it had not spoken for countless years. The voice was dry and hoarse, which startled Mo Yang, who had always been nervous.

There is no doubt that this voice came from the figure in the pavilion.

Because apart from Mo Yang, there was only one person sitting in the pavilion.

Although the man remained motionless, since he could speak, he must be a living person.

Mo Yang stared at the figure for a moment, forcing himself to calm down, but his mind was still tense.

Because of such a close distance, even if the other party had spoken, he still did not feel any life breath or energy fluctuation from the other party.

This is not normal!

"Where does this ship lead?"

Mo Yang asked.

He didn't ask who the other party was or where this place was, because everything was too weird and Mo Yang didn't dare to say anything.

However, the figure did not respond. It was still sitting in the pavilion with its back to him, its old clothes fluttering in the wind, and it remained motionless.

"Where does this ship lead?"

After a while of silence, Mo Yang asked again.

The scene was too weird, and I don’t know how long it had passed before the sound I heard just now came again.

"Forbidden City!"

Mo Yang clearly captured that the sound did come from that figure, and it was that person who spoke.

But Mo Yang had never heard of this so-called forbidden city.

During the time he came to the Wasteland, Mo Yang traveled all the way from Beicang to Central Continent, and now he came to Dongzhou. He had heard many rumors about the Wasteland, and also heard about many Jedi or dangerous places, but this taboo The city has never been mentioned by others before.

Tower Soul had warned him before to leave as soon as possible

Kai, saying that this is not a place he can come to, but a very dangerous place. This is still the case here, let alone the so-called forbidden city.

Mo Yang stood there, struggling in his heart. As a cultivator, he was naturally very curious about such a strange place, and wanted to see what kind of place the forbidden city was.

After all, this kind of place is usually accompanied by great opportunities. If he can get lucky, it will be of great benefit to him.

It's just that it's also accompanied by the danger of falling, because he knows nothing about the forbidden city and doesn't know what's inside.

"I have the Star Emperor Tower and an Emperor-level armor on me. If I'm careful, I won't encounter a life-or-death crisis..." Mo Yang said to himself.

He hesitated for a long time, then made up his mind and decided to go and investigate.

He has been to the Great Emperor's Tomb. No matter how dangerous the Forbidden City is, it must be at most similar to the Emperor's Tomb.

At this time, the first words sounded again: "Do you want to board the ship?"

As before, his voice was very hoarse and dry, and he couldn't feel any emotional fluctuations, as if he had cut off his emotions and desires.

Mo Yang took a deep look at the figure and said, "Come on!"

After the words fell, before Mo Yang could react, the boat floating not far away actually floated over on its own. Mo Yang was shocked. He didn't feel the fluctuation of true energy, and he didn't know how the other party controlled the boat. .

However, when he turned back and looked into the pavilion, the figure who had been sitting in the pavilion with his back turned to him disappeared without a trace, and actually appeared directly on the boat.

The other party was still sitting with his back to him, and his face could not be seen. He could only see the shabby bamboo hat and the tattered hat.

Old clothes.

Mo Yang took a deep breath, then walked towards the ship and took a step forward.

The other party said nothing, silently sitting on the bow of the boat and slowly moving forward with two oars.

There didn't seem to be anything strange about it. After moving forward for a while, Mo Yang felt a little more relaxed. He stood on the boat and looked around silently.

The river was very gentle and made no sound as it flowed. The green mountains on both sides were shrouded in mist and were as quiet as before, eerily quiet.

At some point, the mist lingering between the green mountains on both sides seemed to become thicker, and actually spread toward the river, which made Mo Yang frown.

This is an unusual place, and any changes may hide great dangers. His mind is tense again, and the true energy in his body has been silently circulating. A thick layer of body-protecting true energy flows on his body surface, covering his whole body.

What was even more strange was that it was only then that he discovered that the originally clear water in the river had turned as dark as ink.

At first, Mo Yang thought he had seen it wrong, but when he urged the Ancient God's left eye to look carefully, he found that the river was indeed black, like ink, and even the Ancient God's Eye could not see through it.

At this time, the river was filled with mist, which had covered everything. Even Mo Yang, the man on the bow of the boat, could not see clearly.

Mo Yang dispersed his spiritual thoughts with all his strength and carefully sensed the movement around him. Fortunately, it was only covered in fog and no other changes occurred.

Time passed slowly, and Mo Yang summoned all the strange phenomena in the spiritual palace, shrouded himself, and blocked the thick fog a few feet away.

Looking at it at this time, one could vaguely see the silhouette of the boatman, as if his back was still facing him.

This somewhat relieved Mo Yang.

I don't know how long it took, but the thick fog that filled the surroundings began to dissipate. In just a few breaths, the fog completely dissipated. At this time, the ship also stopped, covered in darkness, and the ship docked at a dilapidated ferry.

"where is this place?"

Mo Yang asked the boatman.

Because at first glance, Mo Yang did not see the so-called city. The night was very dark. When he looked up at the sky, he could not see the moon or stars.

"Forbidden City!"

This was the boatman's response. He seemed to have never looked back from the beginning to the end, even at this time, he also had his back to Mo Yang.

Mo Yang took a deep breath. He didn't want to say anything more to this boatman. This man was even weirder than here.

He thought for a moment, flipped his palm, took out a few silver notes from the Najie and handed them over, which he had previously exchanged for elixirs in Jiangdu City.

However, what Mo Yang didn't expect was that what the other party wanted was not property, but a kind of holy herb.

"A grass of life!"

Mo Yang was immediately stunned, he was a little confused.

Mo Yang found two strains of this holy medicine in the ancient secret realm, but this thing is very rare and contains extremely powerful power. So far, he has been reluctant to use it.

The Grass of Life is a priceless thing that cannot be measured by money at all, because in the description of the Grass of Life, it is a sacred object that can bring the dead back to life, and can regenerate human flesh and bones.

"Senior, this request is too much. The grass of life is priceless and rare in the world. Even the most powerful people, let alone me, may not be able to get it!" Mo Yang said directly.

If the other party asks for more property, he won't care at all, but this kind of saint

He kept the thing for great use, how could he hand it over directly.