Ancient Gods

Er Gouzi is just like this. Whenever he breaks through his cultivation, he thinks he is invincible.

Mo Yang looked at Er Gouzi speechlessly and said, "If you want to show off, go to the fifth floor!"

"Boy, that's enough. I just want to adapt to the new power!" Er Gouzi suddenly became depressed.

Mo Yang then looked at Meng Xianyin and glanced at her. Before he could speak, Meng Xianyin hurriedly handed him a yellowed book.

Mo Yang didn't say anything. As a result, he opened the book and glanced at it. These were indeed some exercises. However, after a rough glance, Mo Yang lost interest.

Although the exercises were good, they were still far inferior to those he had surrendered from the Dao Sect.

Mo Yang glanced at it and returned the book to Meng Xianyin.

"Tsk tsk, boy, if you don't like it, you can give it to me. After all, it is something found in the secret realm, so it should not be simple!" Er Gouzi said on the side.

Just now it had been threatening and tempting, but Meng Xianyin was frightened and pale, and she didn't say a word, let alone give it the skills.

"If you want the divine song of Xianyin Pavilion, I can give it to you!" Meng Xianyin saw that Mo Yang did not take the skills, and she murmured slightly, and she spoke in a low voice.

Mo Yang's eyes showed a trace of surprise, and he said, "I remember that Fairy Meng was not like this before!"

"Thank you for saving me!" Meng Xianyin looked lonely and spoke in a low voice.

After leaving Xianyin Pavilion, she had lost her shelter and walked alone on the mainland. Only then did she know how difficult it was. It was too difficult to survive.

Er Gouzi wanted to spit blood on the side. He couldn't understand why Meng Xianyin was so straightforward and willing to hand over the divine song of Xianyin Pavilion.

Although those so-called divine songs of Xianyin Pavilion were not rare skills, they were unique in the way of entering the Tao with music.

If he could understand it, it would be of great help to Mo Yang's path of practice.

Facing Mo Yang now, Meng Xianyin's emotions were complicated. She recalled that a few years ago, Mo Yang's cultivation was not as good as hers, but in the blink of an eye, Mo Yang had become so strong.

Mo Yang stood in front of her, even if he had not released his own aura and pressure, he gave her a great pressure invisibly.

"Girl, you are very unkind. I just spent so much time talking and just couldn't pry your mouth open. Now that you see this damn thing, you are very smooth and willing..."

Er Gouzi spoke on the side, very unhappy.

"What's so good about this damn thing..." Er Gouzi wanted to continue speaking, but was grabbed by Mo Yang and thrown out of the Star Emperor Tower.

Meng Xianyin raised her hand and shot out a ray of light. Mo Yang concentrated on sensing it, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. Meng Xianyin actually passed on her own understanding of those pavilion divine songs.

"I didn't expect that your Xianyin Pavilion's use of music to enter the Dao is actually quite unique... Integrating music into nature, communicating the power of heaven and earth..." Mo Yang concentrated for a moment, and his eyes showed some surprise.

"The spiritual energy here is dense, and it seems that there is an infinite flow of Dao. Can I practice here for a few days?" Seeing Mo Yang like this, Meng Xianyin asked tentatively.

Mo Yang frowned for a while, feeling like he was trapped. Meng Xianyin first willingly gave him the Xianyin Pavilion's divine song, and then made such a request. For a while, he couldn't refuse.

"If you don't want to, I can leave!"

Mo Yang frowned even more tightly, looked at Meng Xianyin for a moment, and sighed in his heart. After all, he had seen Meng Xianyin naked several times in the past, and this time was a kind of compensation.

"Okay!"

After a long time, he nodded, and then didn't say much, and his figure flashed away from the Xinghuang Tower.

After leaving the Xinghuang Tower and returning to the inn, Mo Yang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and secretly warned himself to stay away from these beautiful women in the future...

Because the ancients said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to deceive people.

"Tsk tsk, damn it, it's over so quickly?"

Er Gouzi came up immediately and said, "Boy, you can't do this. It's only been a short time, and you're sweating all over. I found a Qi Yang spiritual medicine in the Da Dao Sect's treasury. How about giving it a try?"

Mo Yang glared at Er Gouzi and couldn't help but want to slap this guy to death.

Even the Yao Chi Saint who was standing at the door of the room looked at him, and there seemed to be a bit of strangeness in her eyes.

"Senior sister, it's not what you think. This beast is just talking nonsense. My... is pretty strong!" Mo Yang had just finished speaking when a palm fell on him and instantly knocked him out.

The inn was instantly pierced, and Mo Yang fell far away.

"I..." Mo Yang wanted to vomit blood. He didn't understand what he said wrong.

"Tsk tsk, kid, say it out loud, is it still strong?" Er Gouzi looked at Mo Yang with gloating.

"Ah..." As soon as he finished speaking, Er Gouzi was also blown away, emitting a scream of ghosts and wolves, which scared everyone in the town.

Then there was a cry of surprise from the town. Some cultivators recognized Er Gouzi's identity, and many cultivators gathered here immediately.

Mo Yang was speechless. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he could only bite the bullet and send a message to the Saint of Yao Chi.

Then the two people and the beast secretly left the town.

Not long after leaving the town, the Saint of Yao Chi raised her hand and pointed, fixing Mo Yang in place.

This unexpected move, Mo Yang didn't react at all, nor did he expect it.

Then the Saint of Yaochi directly searched his memory, and it took a full stick of incense to release him.

"Spring Returns... Requiem... Using music to enter the Tao is somewhat interesting..." The Saint of Yaochi seemed to have some understanding and couldn't help but sigh.

Mo Yang was speechless to the extreme and almost vomited blood.

This Saint of Yaochi was more direct than Sixth Senior Sister Lu Xiyue, and she even robbed him without saying a word. Mo Yang was really worried that if this Saint took a fancy to him one day, she would also forcefully use violence against him.

After all, the Yaochi Saint seems to be more direct than the Sixth Senior Sister. If she really takes action forcefully, he won't be able to resist at all.

Just thinking about Mo Yang felt a chill somewhere, and he couldn't help but shiver a few times.

But as soon as he thought this, the stern eyes of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi swept over and stared at him coldly.

"Senior sister, if you want to see my memory, please tell me. After all, you are the Holy Maiden of Yaochi. You are like the blood lotus on the top of Tianshan Mountain. You are pure and flawless. You cannot let my filthy memory stain your eyes!"

Mo Yang could only bite the bullet and speak like this, but he was already cursing in his heart. He had never been so aggrieved.

"You are somewhat self-aware!" This was the response of the Yaochi Saint.

Mo Yang: "..."