Ancient Gods

Feeling the aura coming from Mo Yang's body, the Supreme Elder paused slightly.

Then he said with a look of displeasure: "Second level of the Earth Profound Realm, why don't you continue to hide? It seems that you are not convinced. I will beat you until you do so today!"

"Old man, don't force me!" Mo Yang used all his strength to activate the zhenqi in his body and shouted angrily.

"You are the one who forced me!"

…

Then, there was a sudden sound of wind in the small courtyard, two figures flashed at high speed, and a series of clashing sounds were heard continuously. After a cup of tea, Mo Yang's body was shot and flew out.

Mo Yang's chest rose and fell violently after he stabilized his body, and he gasped for air. Although the fight was short, the constant movement of Lingxu Steps to dodge consumed a lot of his energy.

He stared coldly at the Supreme Elder. Although the old man struck hard, his force was controlled just right and he didn't really want to attack him.

"Boy, is this it?"

"I thought you were going to heaven, let's see what you can do on the martial arts field!"

The Supreme Elder put back his hands and stood, squinting his eyes and sneering coldly at Mo Yang.

Although he said this, he couldn't calm down in his heart. This was the first time in so many years that he saw such a monster cultivator like Mo Yang.

When Mo Yang was brought back to the sect by the fourth elder, he lamented that Mo Yang had extraordinary understanding, which was why he cared so much about Mo Yang after discovering that Mo Yang could practice.

So much so that he wanted to bring Sophie and Mo Yang together!

Because he knew very well that if he wanted to keep Mo Yang, he had to make Mo Yang care.

The fourth elder had died, and apart from that, all he could think of was Sophie.

He has known Mo Yang's character to some extent over the years, especially Mo Yang's various behaviors after the death of the fourth elder. Once Mo Yang has concerns in his heart, even if he will eventually leave, he will definitely keep in touch with Lingxu Sect.

Before Mo Yang could speak, the Supreme Elder raised his hand and waved a palm-sized box towards Mo Yang. At the same time, he said: "This is a spiritual grass I got when I went out to travel a few years ago. Your cultivation level has exceeded Taishang." Quick, taking it will help stabilize your Tao foundation, boy, the road to practice is long, don’t be impatient!”

Mo Yang took it in his hand and opened it. He saw a dry spiritual ginseng lying inside the wooden box. He was shocked. This kind of spiritual ginseng was extremely rare and had great benefits for cultivators. He didn't expect that the Supreme Elder would actually Will give it directly to myself.

"Old man, what do you want to do?" Mo Yang frowned and looked at the Supreme Elder.

He had to beware of the so-called being courteous for nothing, committing adultery or stealing.

"This is the compensation I will give you. The sect has indeed owed you something over the years, but you must also think about it. Not to mention our Lingxu Sect, it is the same in the entire Xuantian Continent. Only the strong can Only with dignity can you find a way out. The weak will only be eliminated, so you must become a strong one and don't let down the expectations of the four elders!"

The Supreme Elder didn't stop after saying that, turned around and walked out of the small courtyard.

Mo Yang looked at the spiritual ginseng and thought for a long time, frowned and said: "This old guy is cunning and cunning. Could he have deliberately provoked me to eat Sophie, so as to keep me in Lingxu Sect..."

He raised his head and looked outside the courtyard, and said speechlessly: "Old man, you really have no good intentions... You still want to provoke me to eat meat, so go ahead and dream about your spring and autumn dreams!"

Then he looked at the spiritual ginseng in his hand and hurriedly turned around and walked into the house. This treasure he had picked up for free had to be refined quickly. The old man might come to snatch it back one day.

At the end of the challenge, the news had already spread throughout the Lingxu Sect, and many disciples still couldn't believe that even senior brother Qi Heng had been defeated by Mo Yang.

There are many speculations about Mo Yang. Of course, the matter between Mo Yang and Sophie is also constantly mentioned, and there are many speculations.

"It's a pity that the main peak, Senior Sister Xu, is still in retreat. Otherwise, with the character of Senior Sister Xu, she would definitely kill Mu Feng too!"

“Senior Sister Xu’s cultivation has not yet set foot in the Earth Profound Realm. Even if she comes to Mu Feng, I’m afraid she won’t be Mo Yang’s opponent!”

"Did this guy get some chance secretly? How could he become so strong!"

…

On the wooden peak, in the stone tower, Mo Yang directly took the refined spiritual ginseng, and the huge spiritual power turned into golden Qi surging in his meridians.

Originally it would take several days for him to rebuild the previous two realms, but now he has completely completed it in just two hours.

When Mo Yang went to sense it, he was surprised to find that his cultivation level had actually reached the middle stage from the early stage of the second level of the Earth Profound Realm, and was still rising slowly, and finally gradually approached the peak of the second level, and then stopped completely. .

The medicinal power of spiritual ginseng is too great. According to Mo Yang's guess, this spiritual ginseng is at least five hundred years old, otherwise it would never contain such huge spiritual power.

"Thanks to that old guy this time!" Mo Yang muttered, and then continued to sit cross-legged and practice.

I don't know how long it took, but as the Star King Sutra's mental method continued to circulate in his body, there seemed to be some kind of connection between him and the stone tower. There was light flowing out of the surrounding tower walls, as if it was shrouded in a layer of mystery. veil.

At this time, Mo Yang's body sitting cross-legged suddenly shook, and there were actually wisps of sound waves in the stone tower. Then the sound became louder and louder, constantly echoing in the stone tower, like a series of voiceless sounds from ancient times, giving him a feeling of enlightenment. .

"Is this the true meaning of Taoism?"

There were waves in Mo Yang's heart, and the sound waves echoed in his mind, as if guiding him to understand the mysterious mind of the Star Emperor Sutra, and the light was flowing on the surrounding tower walls, and it was engraved on the tower walls. The mysterious runes seemed to be lit up, exuding wisps of divine brilliance.

At the steps leading to the second floor of the stone tower, the barrier trembled for a while, and then dissipated like a mist.

"This... the barrier has dissipated!"

While Mo Yang was surprised, he also felt a sense of joy in his heart. He thought that he would have to reach the Tianxuan realm before he could open the second floor, but he didn't expect that it would be opened in advance now.

He hurriedly got up and walked towards the stone steps. Looking at the winding steps, he felt a strong sense of anticipation in his heart.

He did not hesitate and stepped on the stone steps to go up without any obstacles. After a while, he successfully reached the second floor.

However, the second floor was completely different from the first floor. The first thing that caught his eye was a dark alchemy furnace.

The flames in the alchemy furnace seemed to have not been extinguished.

Because at a glance, you can clearly see the flames jumping.

"How is this possible..."

"Does the fire in this furnace burn forever?"

Mo Yang's heart was in turmoil. On Xuantian Continent, alchemy is a unique school. The unique alchemy formula and mysterious recipe are like mysterious skills. They are rarely passed on. Few ordinary practitioners can touch them.

He tried to calm down and then stepped forward.

The furnace was very messy, with some long-rotten medicinal materials scattered around, and a few ancient books that were already covered with dust.

At first glance, it was unknown how many years no one had set foot in it, and an extremely long-standing atmosphere could be felt.

Mo Yang had already thought of something in his heart. He carefully came to the furnace, leaned over to pick up a broken ancient scroll, flicked off the dust on it, and revealed the ancient font that had been sealed for who knows how many years.

Although the font was old, it had some similarities with the current font, and it could be distinguished after careful inspection.

"The way of the magic pill!"

Mo Yang whispered it out.