Ancient Gods

It was not until the third round of competition was completely over that the old cultivator who presided over the event loudly announced the result of the event, and the surroundings instantly boiled.

There is no doubt that the sect that won the championship this time is Lingxu Sect.

Yuqing Sect ranked second, followed by Longchi Pavilion, and Xuanzong ranked last.

The other disciples of Lingxu Sect were so excited that they almost cried. Su Feier hugged Mo Yang excitedly, and the words "Brother Mo Yang" in her mouth made people's bones soft...

This hug scared Mo Yang a lot, and a layer of cold sweat instantly seeped out of his back.

He never thought that such a thing would happen to him one day. Was he forced to do that?

Qi Heng looked at Mo Yang with a complicated expression. He witnessed Mo Yang's ring competition throughout the whole process. At this time, he realized how big the gap between him and Mo Yang was!

He had been a waste of the sect for ten years, and in a blink of an eye, his cultivation level actually surpassed him by a major realm. Although it was a little difficult to accept in his heart, he was happy after all that Lingxu Sect won the championship in this event.

The third elder sat on the seat and let out a long breath. Although he looked calm, he was obviously not calm in his heart, and even very nervous.

Mo Yang actually brought a surprise to Lingxu Sect. Although he knew the result roughly when the second round of competition ended, he still couldn't calm down at this moment.

"You can play around in the city tonight and relax. We will set off to return to the sect early tomorrow morning!" The third elder spoke loudly to several disciples of Lingxu Sect with an unconcealable joy on his face.

Lingxu Sect really made a name for itself this time, and it was simply a miracle...

There was no way, I couldn't be unhappy!

"Sister Xu, Brother Mo Yang, let's go out and play together!" Su Fei'er pulled Xu Xin's arm, and her eyes were curved into crescent shapes.

But at this moment, Long Wu from Longchi Pavilion came over.

There was a hint of smile on her beautiful face, and her figure was graceful, and she walked slowly and came directly to Mo Yang.

Long Wu first glanced at Su Fei'er and Xu Xin, nodded slightly as a greeting, then looked at Mo Yang, opened her red lips slightly, with an indescribable charm, and said: "Brother Mo, can I have a word with you?"

"Uh..." Mo Yang was surprised. Long Wu and him had only fought once in the ring, and they didn't know each other before.

Although the other party had a faint fragrance, which was even pleasant...

But this person was also his defeated opponent. Suddenly coming to him, could there be any conspiracy?

Xu Xin and Su Fei'er couldn't help but look slightly stunned when they heard it. They first looked at Long Wu warily, and then looked at Mo Yang with doubts.

They hadn't figured out the matter of the mysterious woman before, but now, the genius disciple of Longchi Pavilion actually came to Mo Yang privately, and it was Long Wu, who was known as the most beautiful woman in Longchi Pavilion.

Facing this woman with both beauty and strength, Xu Xin felt extremely unconfident, and felt that she was inferior to anyone else.

Su Fei'er was stunned for a moment, and she grabbed Mo Yang's arm with one hand, as if she was swearing her position, and raised her fair chin and said, "Do you have something to talk to Brother Mo Yang about? Is there anything that can't be said here? Do you have to borrow a step?"

Xu Xin also frowned and looked at Long Wu. The four sects usually kept to themselves, and there was no communication between the disciples. She didn't know what Long Wu wanted to do. Did he want to cause trouble?

After all, in the previous arena, Mo Yang didn't show any sympathy to Long Wu at all, and forced her to admit defeat directly.

A strange color flashed in Long Wu's eyes, and then the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she said, "I came to see Brother Mo, of course I have something to do!"

She didn't say much, then looked at Mo Yang and said, "Brother Mo, can you borrow a step to talk?"

Mo Yang frowned and said to Xu Xin and Su Fei'er, "You go first, I'll find you later!"

Hearing what Mo Yang said, Xu Xin immediately snorted coldly.

Su Fei'er didn't want to leave, but was dragged away by Xu Xin.

Long Wu looked at the backs of Su Fei'er and Xu Xin and said with a smile: "It seems that Brother Mo is very popular in Lingxu Sect!"

Mo Yang looked around and found that many cultivators were whispering in the distance. He coughed and said: "Miss Long, just say whatever you want!"

Long Wu glanced around and said: "How about... talking while walking?"

Mo Yang frowned and then walked forward. The cultivators here had not completely dispersed yet, and many people were looking at him from afar.

Long Wu followed him and said in a low voice: "I haven't seen Brother Mo at the previous four sects martial arts festival. I guess Brother Mo has not been in Lingxu Sect for a long time!"

Before Mo Yang could say anything, Long Wu continued: "I wonder if Brother Mo is interested in our Longchi Pavilion?"

Mo Yang was stunned and suddenly realized.

Damn...

It turned out to be a beauty trap!

This is to pull him in.

"So Sister Long Wu wants to recruit me!" Mo Yang said.

Long Wu chuckled and said, "If Brother Mo is willing to join Longchi Pavilion, we Longchi Pavilion will do our best to help Brother Mo improve his cultivation!"

Seeing that there was no change in Mo Yang's expression, a subtle strange color flashed in her eyes.

Long Wu frowned slightly and continued, "Maybe Brother Mo doesn't know that I was only at the first level of the Earth Profound Realm last year. The reason why I can reach the current level of cultivation is because there is a spiritual energy pool in our Longchi Pavilion!"

After a slight pause, she continued, "With Brother Mo's aptitude, if he cultivates in the spiritual energy pool, he may be able to break through the Heaven Profound Realm and become a master in a few years!"

Mo Yang has no interest at all. No matter how powerful it is, can it be stronger than the Star Emperor Tower in his body?

After breaking through two small realms in one year, in Mo Yang's opinion, there is nothing special about the spiritual energy pool...

It's just a pool of spiritual energy, will his heart be moved?

What a joke!

If Long Wu knew that he was a waste who couldn't practice three months ago, he might not even have the courage to raise the spiritual energy pool.

The Star Emperor Tower is not only engraved with ancient talismans, but also contains the inheritance of the Star Emperor Sutra, as well as a creation furnace. This is only what he knows so far, and there must be other mysterious places that have not yet been revealed.

However, Mo Yang was also a little curious and asked with a frown: "Is there a formation in your spiritual energy pool?"

Because he had previously studied the talismans in the Star Emperor Tower, he had a certain understanding of the Taoist patterns that contained mysterious power, and one of the talismans seemed to be able to gather spiritual energy.

After all, the talisman and the formation are originally from the same source. They can gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it is most likely the formation pattern.

Long Wu glanced at Mo Yang in slight surprise, obviously not expecting that Mo Yang could guess it.

She nodded and said: "Last year our sect elders accidentally activated the ancient formation in the spiritual energy pool. Although the formation is incomplete, it is still mysterious and extraordinary!"

After saying that, she looked at Mo Yang expectantly. Faced with this kind of temptation, any cultivator who has not been kicked in the head by a donkey will be tempted.

After all, there is a steady stream of spiritual energy gathering, which can be called a treasure land for cultivation. Being able to practice in it is like a great opportunity.

It’s just that Long Wu obviously got the wrong person, because Mo Yang’s reaction was completely different from what she expected.

After listening silently, Mo Yang turned out to be calm, showing no hint of any emotion at all.

Long Wu was a little confused and didn't know how to speak for a moment.

At this time, Mo Yang smiled and said: "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. I have no pursuits, and I haven't thought about how far I can cultivate. I just want to live as I please!"

The disappointment on Long Wu's face could not be concealed. She was silent for a while, and then she opened her mouth several times but said nothing.

Mo Yang gave her a strange feeling. There was an indescribable certainty in his plain words, and there seemed to be two raging fires burning in the depths of his calm eyes.

"Then I hope we can become friends in the future!" After pondering for a moment, her face regained its calmness and she spoke like this.

Mo Yang just smiled and said nothing.

If nothing unexpected happened, this would be the last martial arts event of the four sects that he would participate in, and it would be difficult for the two sides to meet again in the future.

After Long Wu left, Mo Yang walked alone on the street. As the sky grew darker, Mo Yang always felt that something was wrong, as if a pair of eyes had been watching him secretly.

The key to this feeling was that it made him feel a little uneasy, as if it had a vague aura of danger.