The Evil Lord of All Realms

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 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, are you brainwashed, or have you been 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, Saintess Peak has always been the only place where the Saint has lived, 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 really didn't understand what the guy in front of him was thinking in his mind. He was acting extremely strangely and his thoughts were completely opposite to those of a normal person.

He even put down his identity and wanted to accept Mo Yang as his disciple, but Mo Yang turned out to be completely unappreciative. Who would believe this if he told it?

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 look of reluctance on his face. .

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.

"Okay, 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!

Although Mo Yang's cultivation level is far inferior to that of Yu Yao, and under normal circumstances he would not be able to succeed even if he wanted to do something wrong, the Ninth Elder knew that Mo Yang's alchemy skills were not bad, and if he started with elixirs, 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 worries, 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 was 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. The recovery of Emperor Mu is more important than anything else right now, 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 continued to speak.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Yu Yao still moved forward silently, her voice was like her 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?"

"A strong man doesn't need friends!" Yu Yao finally replied.

"You have no friends!"

"Sister Saint, do you have any hobbies?"

"Practice!"

"I mean besides practicing..."

"No……"

…

Mo Yang also felt full of boredom and was too lazy to ask any more questions. Then they went all the way to the top of the Saintess Peak, and neither of them spoke.

"By the way, Sister Saint, where should I sleep tonight?"

Mo Yang looked around the small courtyard. The courtyard was not big, and only the saint had lived here. Naturally, there was only one bedroom.

Yu Yao was slightly startled after hearing this. The entire emperor tree revived. Even if Mo Yang really had that kind of ability, I'm afraid it wouldn't be accomplished overnight.

"I'll leave the bedroom to you while I practice!"

Yu Yao's expression quickly returned to calm.

At this time, Mo Yang came to the dead tree again and looked around carefully. This imperial tree was indeed the same kind 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 speaking, even if they were one kind, they wouldn't be able to produce a reaction.

Yu Yao stood aside silently, watching Mo Yang dangling in front of her eyes, circling around the dead tree countless times.

She frowned and asked, "Are you sure?"

"What's the rush? Let me see if it's a female or a male first!" Mo Yang continued to look around the dead tree, reaching out to rub the branches from time to time.

"Damn it... there's an extra hole here. Could this be a female tree..."

Yu Yao's face turned red immediately. She heard Mo Yang's words clearly, and at the same time she felt angry in her heart because Mo Yang actually reached out and touched it as he spoke.