Ancient Gods

Mo Yang was sitting cross-legged in the inn practicing. Now he could only use the ancient chessboard. Mo Yang also wanted to strike while the iron was hot and comprehend the formations in the ancient chessboard as soon as possible.

After all, those formations were extraordinary. If he could comprehend the killing formations in them, even if he had no true energy to use, he would not be afraid of meeting Duan Chenxiang again.

Moreover, the teleportation formation in the ancient chessboard was also extraordinary. For Mo Yang now, if he could activate the teleportation formation in it, the trouble of rushing on the road would be solved.

Moreover, there were far more formations imprinted in the ancient chessboard. Although the ancient chessboard was not an imperial weapon, it was not inferior to an imperial weapon.

After several hours of comprehending, Mo Yang finally had some understanding of the killing formations in it.

Mo Yang opened his eyes and stood up, feeling very good.

After coming to the wilderness for so long, he finally had some means to use, unlike before when he could only rely on his physical strength to support himself.

When the Taoist Saint saw Mo Yang standing up with a deep joy on his face, she immediately snorted coldly. She knew that Mo Yang might have comprehended something again, otherwise he would never show such an expression.

Even so, she was not calm in her heart and was very surprised. If it were in the past, she could still fight with Mo Yang for a few moves.

But Mo Yang's talent was too terrifying. Now the gap between the two was getting bigger and bigger. She didn't even have the courage to attack Mo Yang. The two seemed to be in different worlds.

Mo Yang walked to the window and looked out. The afterglow of the setting sun was falling, and the pedestrians in the town were shoulder to shoulder, which was extremely lively.

"In two days, the Taoshan Festival will end. Such a lively festival is really the only one I have ever seen..." Looking at the pedestrians outside the window, Mo Yang couldn't help sighing.

Mo Yang was also thinking in his heart, where should he go after leaving Taoshan.

Now he is like a lone goose in this wilderness. When he finds a way to leave, he will leave and will not stay for too long anywhere.

Coming from Bei Cang to Zhongzhou, Zhongzhou is the most extensive of the several major regions in the wilderness. There are too many powerful and powerful forces in Zhongzhou.

In Mo Yang's current situation, he is not suitable to stay in Zhongzhou.

In this Taoshan event, he has already made two moves so far. First, he suppressed Shi Xiaotian with a wave of his hand, and today's battle with Wang Xiao shocked everyone.

There are too many eyes staring at him. Although he changed his appearance with the Huazi Scroll in front of the world, this is only temporary and cannot be concealed for too long.

As night fell, the town was brightly lit.

Mo Yang closed the window and continued to sit cross-legged to comprehend the killing array on the ancient chessboard.

The Taoist Saint also sat cross-legged alone in a corner, practicing silently.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the wilderness is rich. Although she is extremely resentful in her heart, she does not want to waste this good time. After all, as a Taoist saint, she also knows that if she wants to survive in this strange continent, being strong is the foundation.

Not long after nightfall, the door of the inn was suddenly pushed open, waking Mo Yang up.

Mo Yang looked up and saw that it was Zhao Xiaoxiao. He was speechless. This little girl was really tough. She broke into the man's room without any hesitation.

"Go pack up and leave here!"

Zhao Xiaoxiao said this breathlessly after entering the room.

Mo Yang frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Don't ask, hurry up and prepare your things and leave!" Zhao Xiaoxiao urged directly.

Mo Yang slowly got up and came to Zhao Xiaoxiao. He raised his hand and touched Zhao Xiaoxiao's smooth forehead, frowned and said, "You don't have a fever?"

"You have a fever. Today you severely injured Wang Xiao in the ring. Trouble is coming. This girl has no time to explain. Hurry up and pack up and leave here!"

Zhao Xiaoxiao was a little speechless. At this time, Mo Yang actually still had the mind to joke with her.

But Mo Yang's face was very calm. After a little thought, he said, "The Sword Sect has sent out all its forces?"

He had heard some things about the Sword Sect before. This sect has a strong desire for revenge.

As the second genius of the Sword Sect, Wang Xiao was severely injured in public. Not only was he seriously injured, but he also lost face. It seemed reasonable for the Sword Sect to send out all its forces. After all, this sect is different from other forces.

"That's not the case!" Zhao Xiaoxiao shook her head.

"Wang Xiao's sister is here?" Mo Yang asked.

"Not only her, but I heard that there are also two elders of the Sword Sect. I rushed here as soon as I heard the news. Now there is still time. Leave here quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"

Mo Yang still did not react after hearing this. He just nodded and said, "I know!"

"You..."

Zhao Xiaoxiao was speechless. Mo Yang was really stubborn.

Although Mo Yang was very strong, he was also injured when fighting with Wang Xiao today. If Wang Xiao's sister took action, Mo Yang could compete, but the key was that there were still two elders of the Sword Sect.

The Taoist Saint also stood up and finished her exercise. She looked at Mo Yang silently. She knew more about Mo Yang than Zhao Xiaoxiao. Since Mo Yang didn't leave, he probably had a way to deal with it.

Others didn't know, but she knew that the most terrifying thing about Mo Yang was not the ancient chessboard, but that Mo Yang was carrying an imperial weapon.

"Little girl, you should change your impetuous behavior in the future, otherwise you won't be able to get married in the future!"

After saying this, Mo Yang continued to sit cross-legged, intending to continue to comprehend the killing array in the ancient chessboard.

He had thought about this problem before, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

For him, he was too lazy to do such a thing as escaping. After all, no one had seen him yet, so it was not certain what would happen.

And even if a few people from the Sword Sect really came looking for him, the worst it would be was a fight. He happened to have some understanding of the killing formation on the ancient chessboard, so it would be a good choice to take this opportunity to see the power of the killing formation.

"You guy, what time has it been? I am not joking with you. If you don't leave, it will be too late!" Seeing that Mo Yang actually sat down cross-legged without any intention of leaving, Zhao Xiaoxiao became anxious.

Mo Yang sighed softly and said: "It doesn't matter, just come and come, it's just a sword sect, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

Zhao Xiaoxiao: "..."

Just a sword sect...

I am afraid that only Mo Yang dares to say such words.

Although the Sword Sect is not as powerful as the Holy Sect, it is not weak either. Although he does not know Mo Yang's true identity, under normal circumstances, even Xu Qing would not want to provoke him.

Zhao Xiaoxiao saw Mo Yang silently closing her eyes, and she wanted to kick Mo Yang out.

Then she hurriedly turned back to look at the Taoist Saint and said, "Sister, please persuade this guy."

The Taoist saint glanced at Mo Yang, pulled Zhao Xiaoxiao aside, and whispered: "Since he won't leave, he should have some means to deal with it!"