Ancient Gods

The Fourth Elder once told Mo Yang many things in the cultivation world, including many rumors about the most powerful people.

But Mo Yang had never heard of the word Star Emperor.

The whole stone tower in front of you looks extremely simple, with a kind of vicissitudes accumulated over the years, giving people a feeling of reality and fantasy.

Mo Yang took a deep breath and slowly approached...

The open tower door was dark, like a devil's cave that could swallow everything at any time.

After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but stepped in, as if he had penetrated a barrier. The scene before him was the same as what he had seen before.

Looking around, Mo Yang became more and more surprised that this stone tower actually contained the universe...

From the outside it looks like just a stone tower several feet high, but inside it is an extremely vast space.

It's just that it's deserted inside.

After bypassing the rocks and dead bones, you can still see some rusty weapon fragments. After walking dozens of feet, you can see the wall of the stone tower.

There were many patterns carved on the stone wall, some of which were outlined with complicated lines. As Mo Yang looked at them, his heart was beating fast and his breathing became a little faster.

Because some of the patterns are runes, and they are not ordinary runes. The lines are complex and profound, and if you look at them carefully, it seems like they are going to devour a person's soul.

"Could this be an ancient talisman that has disappeared for countless years!" Mo Yang murmured softly.

It's just that he didn't dare to look more. He took one look and quickly looked away.

In addition to those mysterious runes, there are also some ancient ferocious beasts and ferocious birds engraved on the tower wall. At first glance, they look so lifelike that they actually feel like they have broken through the wall.

Mo Yang was in a state of confusion. Not to mention anything else, even if he just understood those runes, he would probably be able to walk sideways on this continent.

Although he didn't know why the previous most powerful being did this to him, for him at the moment, being able to become stronger was more important than anything else.

In this continent, only the strong have dignity, and those who keep getting stronger can live longer!

The law of survival in this world is the law of the jungle.

But with his current level of cultivation, it was simply impossible to comprehend those ancient runes. After silently observing them for a moment, he could only look away and continue to look elsewhere.

Not long after, a staircase appeared in his sight. There was no doubt that it led to the second floor.

"I wonder what's hidden on the second floor!" Mo Yang was extremely curious.

But there was a layer of barrier blocking it, and the fluctuations that came out made Mo Yang's heart palpitate as he got closer.

At this moment, the whole floor of the stone tower actually started to turbulent. Light floated on the tower wall. The rune murals seemed to come alive, turning into rays of light that intertwined rapidly. After a few breaths, the brilliance converged, and the wall of the tower appeared. An ancient text.

"This is……"

Mo Yang hurriedly stared at it.

In an instant, there was a shock in his mind. The ancient text was forced into his mind. Each mysterious ancient text was imprinted in his memory, as if the aura of the great road was permeating the air.

"Star King Sutra...this..."

Mo Yang never expected that this was actually a cultivation scripture, which was divided into nine levels. This is the first level of scripture.

"What level of scripture is this? Does each level correspond to a level of stone tower?"

"If this is true, then this tower is indeed missing a layer!"

Mo Yang suppressed the waves in his heart, with lingering panic in his eyes.

This Star Emperor Sutra is by no means an ordinary mystical skill. Although the first level sutra is only a few hundred words long, its indescribable mysteries are, in Mo Yang's guess, probably beyond the Saint level.

After being surprised, Mo Yang felt endless joy in his heart. What he longed for most now was to become stronger. With this kind of mysterious skill, he would definitely be able to practice much faster than ordinary cultivators.

"As long as I practice hard, no matter what the Dao Sect, I will definitely avenge my master one day!" Mo Yang gritted his teeth and said.

After leaving the stone tower, Mo Yang stood silently in front of the fourth elder's tomb in the night, with a lot of helplessness in his heart. If today's incident had happened half a month earlier, the fourth elder would not have snatched the sacred grass...

He sighed softly, things in the world are unpredictable. He never dreamed that he, who was a waste a few hours ago, would have a shocking turn of fate in the blink of an eye.

After silently kowtowing three times in front of the tomb, he got up and left the mountain behind.

Mo Yang had been practicing all night, wishing he could make up for the ten years of wasted time right away.

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Yang packed his bags, took one last look at the place where he had lived for ten years, then walked out of the small courtyard and walked towards the foot of the wooden peak.

He planned to leave Lingxu Sect directly, but he never expected that he would be blocked by several sect disciples as soon as he stepped off Mufeng.

The leader was Zeng Mufeng's disciple Luo Hao.

"Mo Yang, you finally have no shame to stay? You are self-aware!" A disciple from another peak stared at Mo Yang with a sneer on his face and said this.

"You have been in Lingxu Sect for so many years, and the fourth elder has always been biased towards you. He must have taught you many secrets of the sect. How can we allow you to take the secrets of our Lingxu Sect out with you!"

Luo Hao spoke coldly.

As soon as these words came out, other disciples also agreed.

Mo Yang paused and looked at the sect disciples in front of him calmly.

Since the death of the fourth elder, sect disciples have ridiculed and ridiculed him every day, and there have been countless insults and scoldings.

After all, he has lived here for ten years, and he does not want to fight with these fellow disciples when he leaves.

After a slight pause, he planned to bypass these people and leave.

"What, are you not only useless now, but also deaf?"

Seeing that Mo Yang ignored him, Luo Hao's eyes immediately showed a trace of anger, and his body flashed, blocking Mo Yang directly.

"For the sake of our former fellow disciples, please make way, I won't bother with you!" Mo Yang glanced at Luo Hao, and then looked at the others, speaking calmly, without any expression on his face.

"Hold? Humph, Mo Yang, have you forgotten that you are useless?"

"Also, the fourth elder is dead, dead, understand? No one will protect you anymore!"

As Luo Hao spoke, he stretched out his hand and slapped Mo Yang on the cheek.

This approach is not very harmful, but it is extremely insulting!

The other people looked at this scene and were about to join in the laughter, but before they laughed out loud, they were all stunned.

Because at this moment, Luo Hao suddenly screamed, and at the same time, there was a crisp sound of bone breaking.

A hint of murderous intent appeared in Mo Yang's eyes. He grabbed Luo Hao's wrist with his right hand without knowing when. With a slight twist, Luo Hao's wrist seemed to be directly broken.

"If I am a waste, then you are even worse than a waste!" Mo Yang said coldly.

The indifferent words were like a few slaps on Luo Hao's face, making his face change again and again.

"Waste, you are looking for death!"

Mo Yang had already let go, but how could Luo Hao give up? He endured the pain and shouted angrily, and suddenly urged his true energy to punch Mo Yang in the face with his left hand.

He didn't know that Mo Yang was no longer the same as before. Not to mention other things, he was much worse than Mo Yang in terms of cultivation.

The result is self-evident. Mo Yang slightly sideways to avoid the fist, and at the same time, his right hand stretched out like lightning, and also punched Luo Hao's fist.

"Crack..."

A crisp sound rang again, and Luo Hao's fist changed several shapes in an instant, and all the finger bones were directly broken.

The severe pain from the broken bones and tendons made Luo Hao's face, which was originally filled with pain, twist instantly. He let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, and his body retreated rapidly. The other people reacted at this time and also changed color instantly.

Everyone's face was full of incredible expressions.

The waste known to everyone in Lingxu Sect, the ultimate waste who has not been able to step into the martial arts after ten years of practice...

When did the strength and speed become so terrifying?

Because they all saw clearly just now that Mo Yang did not stimulate the true qi, but the strength was terrifying.

"Since you were once a disciple of Mufeng, I will spare your life. Get out!" Mo Yang glanced at Luo Hao lightly.

Then Mo Yang looked at the other people.

Although those people came with Luo Hao, their cultivation was similar to Luo Hao. At this time, they looked at Mo Yang in doubt and had already felt guilty.

Just at this time, a figure flashed over at a very fast speed. The person who came was the second elder.

He obviously heard the movement here and came to check, and his eyes first glanced at Luo Hao.

At this time, Luo Hao's face was pale, and his expression was still extremely painful.

The second elder frowned immediately, a trace of doubt appeared on his face, and then he glanced at Mo Yang again, and then asked the others with a little doubt: "What's going on?"

Those disciples were a little guilty before, but when they saw the second elder coming, the hesitation on their faces turned into a fierce look, and they pointed directly at Mo Yang and said: "It was Mo Yang who injured Luo Hao!"

"Second elder, in recent years, the fourth elder has taught Mo Yang a lot of martial arts secrets. We thought that we couldn't let him leave with the martial arts secrets like this, for fear that they would be spread. We just persuaded him, but Mo Yang, this waste... he actually attacked directly and injured Luo Hao!"

"Yes, it's this waste... he suddenly attacked and injured Brother Luo Hao!"

Those disciples pointed at Mo Yang, and they were used to calling Mo Yang a waste, but thinking of the previous scene, they hurriedly changed their words.

The second elder frowned slightly, feeling very puzzled. He knew how useless Mo Yang was. He couldn't even gather his true energy...

How could he hurt Luo Hao, who was at the first level of the spiritual realm, so badly with a sneak attack?

However, when he saw Mo Yang today, he always felt a little strange. Mo Yang seemed a little different from yesterday.

Something seemed to have changed in Mo Yang, but he couldn't tell exactly where it was different.

However, after hearing what the disciples said, he didn't think much about it. He looked at Mo Yang coldly and said, "The secrets of the Lingxu Sect's skills are indeed not to be passed on to others. Although you can't practice, just in case, I can only destroy your meridians!"

Mo Yang's eyes flashed with anger, and a sneer appeared on his face. He said, "The skills were passed down to me by my master. What qualifications do you have to take them away!"

Over the years, the fourth elder often went out to look for spiritual medicine for him, and had no time to take care of the sect's affairs. Many elders were already very dissatisfied, and he, the culprit, naturally became a thorn in the eyes of the elders.

Mo Yang knew this very well. He knew that he could not leave peacefully today, so he was not polite at all.

As expected, the second elder was furious when Mo Yang said this.

"Little beast, today, let alone destroying your meridians, I will take your life if I want to!" The second elder did not expect that Mo Yang would dare to talk to him like this. He took action directly, urged his true energy, raised his hand and slapped Mo Yang's head fiercely.

For any ordinary person, this blow would be fatal.

The second elder was obviously murderous and wanted to kill Mo Yang directly.