Ancient Gods

Ergouzi had also arrived in front of the tombstone at this time. This guy's eyes were full of surprise and he stared at the tombstone for a long time.

"Tsk, tsk, mother, this tombstone is quite old, at least a thousand years..."

As he said that, Ergouzi actually circled around the tombstone a few times, as if he was checking whether it was a big tomb and whether there were any treasures buried in it.

"Tsk, tsk, it's so shabby. You really don't have any hair. It's been so long and you only have some jewels and hairpins buried with you...could he be an ordinary person?"

Ergouzi looked around the tombstone and muttered.

Mo Yang glanced at Er Gouzi, and his whole face turned dark instantly. This beast's true nature began to be exposed again.

"Ahem, kid, what are you looking at? I'm just helping you see if there is any space under the tombstone!" Ergouzi smiled and explained forcefully.

"I didn't expect that old guy Feng Rukong's confidante would actually be a monument... Damn it, what kind of hobby is this..."

Ergouzi just started to mutter, but was kicked out by Mo Yang.

"Boy, what I'm saying is that old guy Feng Rukong is quite pitiful..." Ergouzi was kicked out by Mo Yang, but he still couldn't stop talking.

"Pa..."

Before his body even landed on the ground, Mo Yang slapped him hard in the air and sent him flying dozens of feet away.

"Aww... Damn it, can you wait for me to finish what I said... I hurt you so much, aww..." Ergouzi spoke, and from time to time a ghostly cry or wolf howl came out of his mouth.

Mo Yang withdrew his gaze, silently looked at the delicate tombstone, and let out a low sigh.

He had just used his spiritual thoughts to sense it carefully. This place was just an ordinary tomb. After more than a thousand years of erosion, even the handwriting on the stone tablet could no longer be distinguished clearly.

Mo Yang had also doubted before that there would be something else inside the tomb, but after carefully sensing it, he found that there was nothing there.

Judging from the traces of being taken care of, it was at least nearly a year ago...

"Master, have you really been here?"

Mo Yang spoke in a low voice. He raised his head and looked at the setting sun on the other side. He only saw a ray of setting sun. The afterglow that had not yet set filled the sky, giving him an indescribable feeling of desolation.

"I didn't expect that old guy to be a dedicated guy. The black stone has been corroded like this for at least a thousand years..." Ergouzi came up to him shyly again.

"Boy, I've checked it out for you. There are no formations or the like around here, and I can't sense the breath of any cultivators!"

…

Mo Yang stood in front of the tombstone, silent.

After trying so hard to find this place, it turned out to be in vain.

Mo Yang looked up at the vast sky, feeling a little confused. Xuantian Continent was vast and he no longer knew where to go.

Seeing Mo Yang's lonely expression, Er Gouzi also closed his mouth in a wise manner and stood waiting silently not far away.

After a long time, a sigh came from Mo Yang's mouth. He saluted in front of the tombstone, then turned and left.

"Let's go!"

Ergouzi said suspiciously: "Boy, why don't you search carefully? It took so much effort to find this place where the sun falls."

Mo Yang looked at the huge sword mark and sighed: "Master has been here, but not here..."

"Boy, where are we going next?" Ergouzi landed on Mo Yang's shoulder and asked next.

"Let's go back to Luoyang City and see Senior Sister and the others... It's time for us to leave the Eastern Territory!"

"Boy, aren't you looking for that old thing?"

"Master deliberately avoids it. The continent is vast, and there will be no results if we continue searching..."

…

It was getting late, and Mo Yang and Er Gouzi did not stop, they directly rose into the sky and flew away at high speed.

Mo Yang carved the teleportation array several times on the way, and on the night of the next day, they arrived outside Luoyang City.

After returning to the inn, Situ Xue saw the loneliness in Mo Yang's eyebrows, and she already knew the answer in her heart. She sighed secretly in her heart, and then comforted Mo Yang softly, saying: "Little junior brother, don't worry, the master has a high level of cultivation. It will definitely be fine."

"Brother Mo, what are your plans next? If you need my help, as long as Brother Mo asks, I, Situ Changfeng, will go through fire and water, no matter what!" Situ Changfeng patted Mo Yang on the shoulder and spoke seriously.

"I have to leave the Eastern Region tomorrow!" Mo Yang sighed.

He has already been to the Xuanyuan family, and presumably the Xuanyuan family will not continue to attack his senior brothers and sisters in the short term. Mo Yang has nothing to worry about.

"I feel that the bottleneck of my cultivation has been loosened in the past few days. I also want to go back and practice in seclusion for a while..." Situ Xue said.

…

Early the next morning, outside Luoyang City, Mo Yang handed several bottles of elixirs to Situ Xue and Situ Changfeng respectively, then waved his hand, and took off with Er Gouzi into the air, heading towards the Central Territory.

"Girl, goodbye, this damn boy said he would miss you!" Er Gouzi shouted at Situ Xue at the top of his lungs.

Then there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and it seemed that Mo Yang was knocked away directly.

Situ Xue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at Mo Yang's retreating back, she looked dazed and sighed softly.

"As expected of my junior brother, he was the weakest in cultivation at first, but now he is the strongest. If master is still alive, I will be very happy..."

…

Mo Yang and Er Gouzi were flying in the air. After nearly half an hour, Mo Yang suddenly stopped.

He frowned slightly and his expression gradually became serious.

Er Gouzi saw Mo Yang's reaction and knew that something might be wrong. He lowered his voice and asked, "Boy, what's wrong?"

"I feel like someone is following me!"

Mo Yang sent a message with his divine mind. When he just left Luoyang City, he paid special attention to it and found nothing unusual.

But after nearly an incense stick of time, he always felt a little uneasy, as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark.

"Boy, could it be the Holy King?"

Er Gouzi also asked with divine mind.

Because Mo Yang's current cultivation has reached the second level of Holy King, and he had even stepped into the third level before, even Mo Yang did not sense it. Except for the Holy King, the Holy King might not have such means.

Mo Yang did not speak. Although he could not detect it directly, he felt that the dangerous aura seemed to be approaching.

"Don't look back when you go!" Mo Yang said in a low voice, and then urged the Xingzi scroll to flee away at a very fast speed.

But the dangerous aura has not subsided, like a ghost in the dark night, it has been following him.

"Boy, it can't be that old guy from the Xuanyuan family..." Er Gouzi looked very alert and was also sensing carefully, but he could not sense anything.

Mo Yang looked solemn. He could not detect the other party's breath, and he could not confirm it now. However, after several sensings, he was sure that there must be a Saint Emperor Realm strongman in secret.