Ancient Gods

Mo Yang and the others left secretly and silently pursued Bai Fan in the direction he left.

After walking for dozens of miles, Mo Yang felt Bai Fan sitting cross-legged on a green mountain from a distance. He was making breakthroughs in cultivation one after another. He was obviously adjusting his breath to stabilize his cultivation.

"Wait a minute, now he is adjusting his breath and understanding, and stabilizing his cultivation. Don't disturb him yet!" Mo Yang stopped and said.

Ergouzi spoke unkindly: "In the past, I would have rushed up to mess up his mood and ruin his morals."

The four-legged dragon looked at Er Gouzi with contempt, as if he disdained being associated with Er Gouzi.

"Five Legs, what are you looking at? This is called preparing for a rainy day, not to mention that the world of cultivators is inherently cruel. If you are an enemy, as long as you can kill the enemy, even the most despicable means are good!" Ergouzi squinted at Four Legs. Shenlong spoke.

Mo Yang glanced at the two guys next to him, felt a headache, and said, "I gave you a drop of emperor's blood before, why didn't your cultivation level increase?"

Although a lot of the essence of those emperor-level battle blood has been lost, it still contains extremely terrifying power. Logically speaking, by refining that drop of emperor blood, Ergouzi's cultivation level must break through at least a few small realms. Ergouzi After all, you are only at the early stage of the Great Saint Realm.

The Four-Legged Divine Dragon was once partially shaken away by the power of the dragon. After refining and absorbing the power of the Emperor's blood, it could be restored to a small state, but the cultivation of the Four-legged Divine Dragon did not seem to have changed much.

"My drop has not been refined yet. When the time comes, refining it will have a greater effect!" the four-legged dragon said.

Ergouzi also waved his hand and said: "My uncle's has not been refined yet. When he reaches the ninth level of the Great Saint Realm, the refinement should be able to break into the Heavenly Saint Realm in one fell swoop. Now is not the time!" "

Mo Yang was speechless after hearing this. He originally wanted to let the two guys recover their cultivation as soon as possible, otherwise he would not give them the emperor's blood. But now it seems that it is completely different from what he thought.

The key is that Er Gouzi, that cheater, was able to hold back, which really surprised him.

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An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Bai Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, adjusting his breath and meditating, finally stopped and stood up.

"Boy, hurry up, that bald guy has stopped!" Ergouzi saw Bai Fan getting up and hurriedly urged Mo Yang.

Hearing that Mo Yang wanted to ask Bai Fan to get Bodhi blood, this guy instantly became energetic.

Mo Yang glanced at Er Gouzi, frowned and said, "Don't think about Bodhi blood. I left this for Second Senior Brother and Fifth Senior Brother. They need it."

"Boy, what are you talking about? Don't you know the uncle's character? Go get the Bodhi blood. The uncle doesn't take it to heart yet!" Ergouzi immediately said with a look of displeasure.

Mo Yang said: "I only want two drops this time, it's not your share!"

When Er Gouzi heard this, he said with a speechless face: "Boy, although this thing is a treasure, but since you ask, is it too little to ask for two drops?"

Mo Yang said without blushing, "Be kind!"

Ergouzi almost vomited blood. Such words coming from Mo Yang's mouth seemed so ridiculous to him.

Mo Yang didn't bother to say anything more, so he directly jumped into the air and flew towards the top of the mountain where Bai Fan stood.

Seeing Mo Yang's arrival, Bai Fan immediately frowned. He had always had a strange feeling before. He always felt that someone seemed to be following him secretly. However, after several inspections, no abnormality was found. Unexpectedly, it was Mo Yang.

"Brother Mo, are you... okay?" Seeing Mo Yangfei landing in front of him, Bai Fan couldn't help but frown and couldn't help but ask.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Yang's mouth, and he said: "We haven't finished talking about what we talked about in King Mu City before. I have no choice but to follow!"

Hearing Mo Yang's words, Bai Fan didn't react at first. He had just experienced a big battle before and had made breakthroughs in cultivation one after another. Now he had already forgotten what happened in King Mu City.

"Things?" He frowned, looking suspicious.

"Well, it's okay, just bring a few drops of Bodhi blood!" Mo Yang said directly.

Without waiting for Bai Fan to respond, Mo Yang continued: "I don't want more, just two drops. Forget it, give me three drops!"

Bai Fan looked at Mo Yang silently, not knowing how to respond for a moment. Is this what a human said?

Not to mention how precious Bodhi blood is, even he can't just go to the Bodhi tree to get it. Moreover, this is the third time Mo Yang has asked for Bodhi blood. Is this an addiction?

"Brother Mo, please change to another elixir!" Bai Fan said after a pause.

"No change!" Mo Yang frowned and said, "You drank half a jar of my wine in the restaurant before, and you just asked for a few drops of Bodhi blood, not your mother-in-law's!"

Bai Fan really wanted to vomit blood at this time. He had never seen such a shameless person like Mo Yang in the world. Is this an attitude of begging for help?

That was Bodhi blood, not Chinese cabbage. Mo Yang actually wanted to do it so righteously and asked him not to give it to his mother-in-law...

"If you don't agree, I will go to your Buddhist sect to get it myself!" Mo Yang looked at Bai Fan and said this.

Bai Fan: "..."

After looking at Mo Yang for a moment, he smiled bitterly in his heart, shook his head, waved his hand, and a treasure bottle appeared, and said: "There are four drops in here, take them all, there will be no more in the future!"

Mo Yang's movements were unusually smooth. Before Bai Fan could finish speaking, he grabbed the vase, quickly transferred a few drops of Bodhi blood into four white jade bottles, and then handed the vase to Bai Fan.

"That's pretty much it!"

Mo Yang turned around and was about to leave, but when he turned around, he threw two jars of wine to Bai Fan and said, "This is the Immortal Drunk. One sip is worth a thousand gold. One jar is enough to match these four drops of Bodhi Blood. I give you these two jars of wine, and you still owe me four drops of Bodhi Blood!"

Before Bai Fan could speak, Mo Yang disappeared.

Bai Fan stared blankly at the two jars of wine in his hand. He didn't react for a while and was a little confused...

How did he owe four drops in the blink of an eye?

After a few breaths of hesitation, he shook open the mud seal of a wine jar. The moment he smelled the aroma of the wine, his face changed immediately. Then he took a sip in a hurry, closed his eyes for a few breaths, and murmured, "Immortal Drunk, it's really the Immortal Drunk, worth it!"

More than ten miles away, Er Gouzi hurriedly asked, "Boy, how many drops did you get?"

Mo Yang glanced at Er Gouzi and was a little speechless, but still raised his hand and threw a white jade bottle to Er Gouzi.

The four-legged dragon beside him seemed to have no interest in the Bodhi blood. He just glanced at it and didn't even ask any more questions.

In the ancient secret realm, the four-legged dragon swallowed countless natural treasures, and with its current cultivation level, the Bodhi blood had little effect on it.