Ancient Gods

The Ninth Elder had been silently sizing up Mo Yang. After a moment, he seemed to sense something. A look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help but murmur to himself: "The peak of the ninth level of Tianxuan Realm!"

If it weren't for the fluctuation of aura on Mo Yang's body just now, he wouldn't have paid any attention to it, and he might not have been able to see Mo Yang's current cultivation level.

But he couldn't believe it. How long had it been?

Breaking through three realms in less than half a month?

Before, outside the two levels of pure land, Mo Yang's cultivation had just broken through to the sixth level of the Tianxuan Realm. Now he has reached the peak of the ninth level of the Tianxuan Realm, and is only one step away from reaching the Grandmaster realm.

What kind of cultivation speed is this?

The Ninth Elder stood up from his seat in a hurry, staring at Mo Yang intently.

Seeing Elder Ninth's reaction like this, Mo Yang thought that Elder Ninth was angry because of his words, but he couldn't care less at this time. He had been an orphan since he was a child, and he still cared about his master when he was still there.

But now, screw it.

The worst case scenario is a fight to the death.

"Old guy, do you want to take action directly?"

The anger on Mo Yang's face was undisguised, his aura was rioting, and his words were undisguised.

At this point, it was impossible for him to lower his voice and pray for his life. No matter whether he did it well or not, he just did it.

Yu Yao was also startled by the Ninth Elder's action and hurriedly said: "Farewell, Ninth Elder..."

However, the Ninth Elder did not take action. Although he stood up from his seat and stared at Mo Yang, he had no intention of taking action.

"It turns out to be the peak of the ninth level..."

"Tsk, tsk, what a ghost. In all my years of living, this is the first time I've seen someone practice so fast..."

The Ninth Elder spoke one after another, but he didn't seem to pay attention to what Mo Yang just said.

At this time, he did not mention the two pure lands. Instead, he circled around Mo Yang a few times. His eyes were shining as if he had discovered a treasure, and he kept looking at it. Then he asked: "Boy, what kind of cultivation are you doing?" What's going on?"

Obviously, he couldn't understand. Logically speaking, even a person with excellent talent would need several months of preparation to break through a small realm in Tianxuan Realm. Moreover, he was a disciple of a big force. In a country with sufficient resources, conditions.

Mo Yang was also a little confused by the old man. Wasn't this old guy going to take action?

Then he didn't wait for Mo Yang to respond, and took action directly, grabbing Mo Yang's arm, and a ray of true energy rushed directly into Mo Yang's body.

"It's the ninth level of the Tianxuan Realm. It's pretty good. Hey, this... actually has two profound veins opened at each level..." The old man's face became more and more surprised.

Mo Yang had goosebumps all over his body. He hurriedly pulled back and couldn't help but said: "Old man, what are you doing?"

"Boy, you..." The ninth elder was speechless at this time, he was too shocked.

He was originally surprised that Mo Yang's cultivation level had broken through so quickly, but just now he realized that Mo Yang had opened up two profound veins at each level. How could this be possible?

It's not that it's difficult to open up two profound veins at each level, but it takes a long enough time to refine and settle.

Yu Yao couldn't calm down at the side, but compared to Mo Yang's secrets, these seemed to be easier for her to accept.

"Boy, since you don't have a teacher, would you like to become my teacher?"

"As long as you become my disciple, you will definitely have a place among the younger generation of cultivators in the mainland in the near future!"

The old man calmed down and asked Mo Yang directly.

For old monsters like them, who usually don't pay attention to worldly matters, now they directly wanted to accept Mo Yang as their disciple, which surprised even Yu Yao.

Mo Yang frowned, looking at the situation in front of him, it seemed that this old guy didn't know how to take action. For him, he would just give up when he was ready, but it was naturally impossible to become a disciple. He was a principled person.

After all, he now has a master, but he has not met him yet. If he joins someone else's disciple again, Qian Zong may not let him go.

"I don't want to!" Mo Yang shook his head.

"Boy, do you look down on me?" Elder Ninth immediately raised his eyebrows, looking slightly displeased.

Mo Yang refused without any hesitation.

"Thank you, senior, for looking down on me, but I just like to play alone!" Mo Yang said.

"Aren't you happy that Ninth Elder has taken on a disciple for the first time?" Yu Yao couldn't help but ask.

At this time, she was speechless, playing alone... Is this what people say...

Mo Yang didn't bother to talk to Yu Yao at this time. This woman looked attractive, but she couldn't be too close to her. She was covered in thorns, and she would burn bridges across rivers and turn her back on others.

The Ninth Elder's face turned dark. It was the first time in his life that he took the initiative to recruit a disciple, but he was actually rejected. And for the same reason, he wanted to play alone...

Play with your sister...

He almost wanted to curse.

This is too perfunctory, and for such a good opportunity, not only to join Xuantian Holy Land, but also to join his sect and become his closed disciple, Mo Yang actually found such a reason to refuse.

"Boy, do you know that in the entire Xuantian Continent, countless cultivators are trying hard to join my Xuantian Holy Land, let alone become my direct disciple!" The Ninth Elder was somewhat unwilling to give up and spoke to Mo Yang again.

"Others are others, but not me!" Mo Yang's words made the Ninth Elder almost vomit blood.

Yu Yao stood aside and looked at Mo Yang with complicated expressions. Mo Yang really couldn't understand what was going on in this guy's mind. Mo Yang didn't cherish such an excellent opportunity at all.

For a cultivator, being able to become a disciple of the elders of the holy land is a heaven-defying opportunity. Other things aside, with the guidance of a strong person, one will take fewer detours on the road of cultivation.

The Ninth Elder looked at Mo Yang silently for a long time, and sighed secretly. He really wanted to accept Mo Yang as his disciple, because he saw great potential in Mo Yang. If he was carefully cultivated, he would not be inferior to Yu Yao in the future.

"Boy, since you don't want to, then the matter of becoming a disciple will be put aside for now, but I have other things to do today!" The old man said after a pause.

Mo Yang knew that the Ninth Elder must be talking about the matter of the Holy Maiden Peak Emperor Wood. He had been thinking about it just now. He might have to help today even if he didn't want to. Yu Yao had just used the matter of the two-polar pure land to pressure him, and almost tore his face. This was not good for him at all.

As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

"Master once told me that no matter what, I must first survive, and there is hope if I survive..." Mo Yang sighed in his heart.

He glanced at the Ninth Elder, then looked at Yu Yao, and said, "It's okay if you ask me for help, but I have conditions!"

Although Yu Yao's eyes flashed with joy, she frowned slightly afterwards. Could it be that Mo Yang wanted to reiterate the conditions he had made during the day...

"Don't show that expression, I'm not interested in you now!" Mo Yang's expression returned to calmness, and he glanced at Yu Yao.

He then said, "I can't guarantee the result, and there can't be anyone else in that courtyard except me!"