Ancient Gods

The Ninth Elder's face turned completely dark. They wanted to see with their own eyes what the reason was, and to find out what the connection was between Mo Yang and the Dimu.

The most important thing is that several elders guessed that during the recovery of the emperor wood, it would most likely be accompanied by the reappearance of the former emperor's magic. If they could understand it, it would be a great opportunity even for them.

"Boy, did you have water in your head, or did you get kicked by a donkey?"

The Ninth Elder's face was as dark as a pot sticker.

Yu Yao was also speechless. What the Holy Land cared about was the imperial law imprinted in the emperor tree, not the emperor tree itself.

Moreover, only the Saint has lived on Saintess Peak, and no man has ever lived on it. Even if she agrees, Xuantian Holy Land will not agree. If this matter is spread, it will definitely attract countless criticisms.

This is not only about the emperor's law, but also about the saint's name, and the reputation of Xuantian Holy Land.

The Ninth Elder looked at Mo Yang sideways. He really didn't understand what was going on in the mind of this guy in front of him. His behavior was extremely weird. His thoughts were completely opposite to those of normal people, and he was somewhat perverse.

Just like just now, he had already put down his identity and took the initiative to accept Mo Yang as his disciple, but Mo Yang actually refused to appreciate it. Who would believe this kind of thing?

At this moment, Mo Yang just nodded and agreed, which meant that Xuantian Holy Land owed him a favor. This kind of opportunity is rare for cultivators, but Mo Yang still put forward conditions, with a face full of reluctance. .

Even he didn't know what to say at this time. The two sides faced each other, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

"Boy, there's no door!"

After a moment, the Ninth Elder spoke seriously, with a firm tone.

"Well, I'll take a step back. Apart from me, I can only leave you, the Saint!" Mo Yang said after hesitating slightly.

After all, Yu Yao knew some of his secrets.

The Ninth Elder looked at Mo Yang sideways, with a somewhat unkind expression on his face, and said, "Boy, what do you mean?"

There are restrictions everywhere on the Saintess Peak, and the entire green peak is shrouded in a large formation. If something happens on it, they will not be able to detect it at all.

The key point is that a man and a woman are alone on the Saintess Peak. Is this appropriate? Is this true?

How dare Mo Yang make such a request in front of him!

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such bold and shameless people!

Although Mo Yang's cultivation level is far inferior to Yu Yao's, and under normal circumstances he would not be able to succeed even if he wanted to use evil intentions, the Ninth Elder knew that Mo Yang's alchemy skills were not bad, and if he used elixirs to attack, there was no guarantee that Yu Yao would not fall into the trap.

Yu Yao frowned slightly and looked Mo Yang up and down. Although she knew a little about Mo Yang's character, and although Mo Yang acted differently than ordinary people, he was not the kind of person with dirty thoughts.

And she has enough confidence in herself. In terms of cultivation alone, she is several realms higher than Mo Yang.

She pondered for a moment and then said, "Okay, I'll do as you say!"

As long as Mo Yang agrees, everything else is secondary, because once the imperial law imprinted in the emperor wood reappears, it will be of great significance to the entire Xuantian Holy Land.

The ninth elder looked at his saint, his brows twitching. He naturally knew what Yu Yao meant, but he always felt that this was a bit risky.

If it were anyone else, he wouldn't have any concerns, but Mo Yang was different.

There are many secrets hidden in Mo Yang, and Yu Yao is obviously curious about Mo Yang, which is what he is worried about.

For ordinary women, this may not matter, but for those talented girls who are conceited and arrogant, such as Yu Yao, they often fall out of curiosity.

If two people are left alone together for a long time, there is no guarantee that something will not happen.

Because this kind of thing happened in Xuantian Holy Land. Five hundred years ago, a successor of the Taoist sect was born. He was so proficient in Taoism that he was astonishing in all directions. He became very popular on the mainland. However, after just one trip to the secret realm, he became cold and arrogant in the eyes of the world. The Saint of Xuantian Holy Land was abducted like this, which almost triggered a war between Xuantian Holy Land and Taoism.

After leaving the attic, the Ninth Elder frowned and remained silent.

Yu Yao said: "Ninth Elder, don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion. Now the recovery of Emperor Mu is more important than anything else, but I'm worried that the other elders will object after hearing this!"

The Ninth Elder sighed lightly and said, "That's all, I'll go talk to the other elders, but remember not to spread this matter!"

Then the Ninth Elder gave a few words and left.

That night, Mo Yang followed Yu Yao to Saintess Peak.

"Sister Saint, why don't you speak?"

On the stone path going up the mountain, Yu Yao was walking in front, keeping silent. The atmosphere was vaguely awkward, and Mo Yang couldn't help but ask.

"Look at how charming the night is, how beautiful the scenery is on such a good time, why don't we have a heart-to-heart talk?"

Seeing that Yu Yao remained silent, Mo Yang felt a little bored and secretly sighed at how incomprehensible this girl was.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Yu Yao still moved forward silently, and after a moment she spoke without looking back. Her voice was like hers under the moonlight, giving people an indescribable cold feeling.

"Such a beautiful night is perfect for falling in love!"

"Ahem... uh... I'm talking about friendship and hobbies!"

The words came out subconsciously, and then Mo Yang realized it, coughed a few times, and quickly smoothed things over.

Yu Yao didn't say anything, and her beautiful back walked forward. Under the moonlight, there was an unspeakable loneliness and coldness.

"Sister Saint, do you have any friends?"

"Strong men don't need friends!" Yu Yao finally replied.

"You have no friends!"

"Saint sister, do you have any hobbies?"

"Practice!"

"I mean, besides practicing..."

"No..."

...

Mo Yang also felt bored and didn't bother to ask any more questions. Then they went all the way to the top of the Saint Peak without saying anything.

"By the way, Saint sister, where do I sleep at night?"

Mo Yang looked around the courtyard. The courtyard was not big, and only the Saint had lived here all the time, so there was only one bedroom.

Yu Yao was also slightly stunned after hearing this. The whole Emperor Wood was revived. Even if Mo Yang really had that ability, it would not be completed overnight.

"The bedroom is for you, I will practice!"

Yu Yao's expression quickly returned to calm.

At this time, Mo Yang came to the dead tree again and looked around it carefully. This Emperor Wood was indeed the same as the ancient tree in the Star Emperor Tower, just like a smaller version.

"Could it be that one is male and the other is female?" Mo Yang frowned and muttered. Logically, even if it was one type, it shouldn't be possible to sense it.

Yu Yao stood silently by the side, watching Mo Yang wandering around in front of her, and he didn't know how many times he had circled the dead tree.

She frowned and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Let me see if it's a female or a male first!" Mo Yang continued to look around the dead tree, and from time to time he reached out to touch the dead tree branches.

"Fuck... What's this? Is this one a female..."

Yu Yao's face immediately turned red. She heard Mo Yang's words clearly, and at the same time she was angry.

That was the mark left by cutting the branches to sacrifice the sacred wood bow, because Mo Yang actually reached out to touch it while talking.