Ancient Gods

Although Mo Yang was surprised, if it was really as the Saint of Xichi said, it would be great news for the human race in Xuantian Continent.

"The stronger the human race is, the more stable it will be when facing the ancient races. This is a good thing!" Mo Yang said after he came back to his senses.

"I tell you this, but I still say that, don't go out of your way!" The Saint of the previous generation said this calmly.

Mo Yang nodded and said, "Don't worry, senior, I know my limits!"

Hearing Mo Yang's words, the Saint of the previous generation couldn't help but frown. What she was most afraid of hearing was Mo Yang saying this. The more she said this, the less reliable Mo Yang was.

But she didn't say much at this time. She glanced at Mo Yang, and then turned and left the courtyard.

After the Saint of the previous generation left, Mo Yang meditated and practiced in the courtyard until the evening, when the Saint of Yaochi returned to the courtyard.

She seemed to have known that Mo Yang had come to Yao Chi Holy Land. When she entered the courtyard and saw Mo Yang meditating and regulating his breathing, she was not surprised, but sat down next to Mo Yang quietly.

This saintly woman didn't know what she was thinking at this time. She sat quietly beside Mo Yang, with a white hand resting on her chin, tilting her head and looking at Mo Yang.

At this time, she looked like a newly married young wife who looked at her husband affectionately when she woke up in the morning light...

Half an hour later, Mo Yang finished his practice. He opened his eyes and saw the Yao Chi Saint who was watching him silently. He was startled. He was too immersed in comprehending the practice just now, and he didn't even sense the arrival of the Yao Chi Saint.

The Yao Chi Saint came back to her senses, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and then she hurriedly stood up and looked in other directions.

"What are you doing here?" She pretended to be calm and asked first.

Mo Yang frowned and said, "You know about the challenge at the foot of Taixu Mountain. I just want to ask Yao Chi Holy Land how to deal with it. But I just met with Senior Xichi, and now there is nothing to do."

"Well, the most important thing is to come to see you!" Mo Yang added.

Yao Chi Saint looked back at Mo Yang and said, "Senior sister is also for your own good. Now no one knows what the purpose of the ancient race is. It's always better to be cautious!"

Mo Yang walked slowly to the front of Yao Chi Saint. He didn't listen to what Yao Chi Saint said at all. Instead, he squatted down and gently touched the belly that was still not bulging.

Although nothing can be seen from the surface, Mo Yang can clearly feel a strong wave coming out at this time.

Yao Chi Saint's face was flushed, but she didn't retreat. She just felt her heart beating non-stop.

There seemed to be a mysterious induction between the blood, which made Mo Yang's heart excited instantly.

"Such a strong life wave, worthy of my seed, tut tut..." Mo Yang couldn't help but speak.

After a while, Mo Yang reluctantly withdrew his hand, and the Saint of Yao Chi stepped back, her pretty face red as if blood could seep out.

"Please accept these pills!" Mo Yang took out more than ten bottles of pills and handed them to the Saint of Yao Chi.

"You still have a lot of them last time, you keep them first, I don't need too much!" The Saint of Yao Chi said shyly. The pills Mo Yang gave her were extremely extraordinary and precious. In her opinion, those pills Mo Yang kept would be more useful.

"It's okay, I still have a lot, you can take them and refine them. By the way, do you still have those spiritual fruits?" Mo Yang pushed the pills back and asked.

The Saint of Yao Chi looked at Mo Yang and said, "I still have a lot of them. These natural treasures are very rare. You keep them for yourself, they will be more useful to you."

"You stay in the holy land for a few days. When the time agreed in the challenge letter comes, I will go with you to take a look!" She opened her mouth several times and then said this.

Mo Yang thought about it, silently estimated the time, and nodded: "That's good!"

Mo Yang also wanted to take the opportunity to understand the forces mentioned by the previous generation of saints.

...

Time passed slowly, and a few days passed in a blink of an eye. The time agreed by the Taixu Mountain Tianjiao was getting closer and closer.

Outside the Yaochi Holy Land, cultivators from all walks of life came in an endless stream. As time approached, more and more cultivators came here to seek the opinions of the Yaochi Holy Land.

And the entire Xuantian Continent was completely unsettled. The cultivation world was talking about the battle post, and most people were extremely angry when they mentioned it.

Two days later, news came from the cultivation world that Nie Yun from Jianshan appeared in the Central Region, which triggered many speculations.

On the same day, news came out that several Tianjiao appeared in the Central Region, including the Tianjiao of the Ye family, the newly established Saint Son of the Taoist Sect, and Bai Fan of the Buddhist Sect...

As the Tianjiao of the human race appeared one after another, the cultivation world became more and more unsettled.

"What a pity! If Mo Yang were still alive, given his personality, he would definitely show up this time!" Many cultivators mentioned Mo Yang, who had disappeared for several years.

In the cultivation world, Mo Yang's disappearance has become a mystery. A few years ago, he suddenly disappeared, as if he had evaporated into thin air. Since then, he has never appeared again.

There are many speculations in the cultivation world about Mo Yang's disappearance. Some people speculate that Mo Yang may have really died because of problems in his practice as previously reported. Some people speculate that Mo Yang may be practicing in secret. Some cultivators speculate that Mo Yang may have been assassinated by his enemies...

Regarding the various speculations in the cultivation world, the Ye family did not report any news. There was no news about Mo Yang. Bai Fan, who knew that Mo Yang was still alive, did not say anything about this matter.

In the past few days, Mo Yang has been in the Yaochi Holy Land. In addition to practicing, he is also trying to understand the major forces that may be hidden in the dark on the continent.

The day before the challenge was agreed, the Tianjiao of Taixu Mountain had already appeared on Tianhen Mountain in the Central Region.

And that evening, in a forest of huge rocks deep in the North Region, several disciples of Ganzong were also discussing this matter.

"Why hasn't the junior brother come back yet?" Luo Chuan frowned and asked. He stood outside the stone house and kept looking into the distance.

The eldest brother sighed lightly and said, "We all know the character of the junior brother. Although we are not sure whether he will take action in the battle at Tianhen Mountain tomorrow, he will definitely go. Let's go and see. This time it concerns the fate of the human race. If it really comes to a last resort..."

At this point, he paused and did not continue.

However, the disciples of Ganzong present knew what the eldest brother meant. Although they had been persuading and instructing Mo Yang before, they might also take action when it really came to the critical moment.

"Go and get ready. Third brother, fourth brother, come with me, and the rest of you stay here!" The eldest brother continued.