Ancient Gods

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from the middle-aged man, Mo Yang's expression remained calm, and he said, "I have something to remind you, senior. Once you start, the hatred between me and the Hidden God Temple will be completely established."

"Before, it was just a matter between the younger generation, so it was still easy to talk about!"

Mo Yang spoke in succession, his face was different from before. Although his words were calm and there was no anger in them, they carried a hint of warning.

The middle-aged man's face was still cold. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Yang, and said coldly, "Are you threatening me?"

"Senior, you can think so, because in my eyes, your eighth-level cultivation in the Dao Realm is not that scary, and the Hidden God Temple is not invincible!" Mo Yang said lightly.

The moment Mo Yang said his cultivation, a trace of waves that were difficult to conceal flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

Obviously, the middle-aged man was not calm either. He had not yet started, and his cultivation had even been deliberately restrained, but the other party could see through his cultivation. Not to mention the younger generation, even the elders of the Hidden God Temple could not do it.

"Young man, do you really want to take that magic weapon for yourself?" The middle-aged man stared at Mo Yang for a moment, and his tone was somewhat relaxed.

In fact, he also had concerns in his heart. The young man in front of him gave him a very mysterious feeling. So far, he still didn't know his true identity.

Even his cultivation level was difficult to determine. He could roughly sense Mo Yang's cultivation level, but because the breath was intermittent, he could only determine a rough range.

"I said before that it was my trophy. Just consider it as my reward for not killing Lu Xiaoxin and the others!" Mo Yang responded calmly.

After speaking, Mo Yang frowned slightly and asked, "Senior, are you still going to do it? If not, then I'm leaving!"

The middle-aged man did not respond. He was also hesitant at this time, but after Mo Yang finished speaking, he turned around and left the private room without even giving him time to talk.

The middle-aged man stood in front of the window, staring at the figure leaving towards the gate of Tianyan City, his face uncertain.

He came here tonight, naturally wanting to take action. Even if he didn't kill Mo Yang, he should have taken the magic weapon back to the Hidden God Temple, but now...

Not only did he not kill him, he didn't even take back the magic weapon!

The key is, thinking back to what Mo Yang said just now, he was a little suspicious whether he was intimidated by this young man. In that tense atmosphere at that time, he could actually hold back from taking action.

He kept watching Mo Yang leave Tianyan City until he disappeared from his sight, then he rushed out of the restaurant, and after a few flashes, he also left Tianyan City.

The reason why Mo Yang chose to leave Tianyan City was to give the other party an illusion, so that the other party would not suspect Tianyan Divine Dynasty, otherwise the other party could easily guess his identity.

After leaving Tianyan City, Mo Yang hid in the dark and observed silently. After sensing that the middle-aged man had left Tianyan City and gone far away, he returned to Tianyan City.

"Wait for Er Gouzi and the others to finish their retreat, and leave here early. Otherwise, if I stay here, Tian Yan Divine Dynasty will be implicated at any time..." Mo Yang sighed in his heart.

...

In the next few days, the cultivation world was very calm, and there was no disturbance.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and the four-legged dragon finished its retreat first. Mo Yang didn't know what realm this guy had recovered to. He just felt that the aura of the four-legged dragon was much stronger than before, and the invisible sense of oppression was also amazing.

Because of the refining of the emperor's blood, its body was directly revealed. Fortunately, it had set up a formation illusion in advance, and no one else found it.

Looking at the huge body of the four-legged dragon, Mo Yang guessed that this guy had recovered two realms, and now he was at least the seventh level of the immortal realm.

Then he directly used the transformation scroll to hide the body of the four-legged dragon and turned it into the previous appearance.

"Boy, don't bother me. I need to meditate for a few more days!" Before Mo Yang could speak, the four-legged dragon said this.

Mo Yang was speechless for a while, but he didn't say much. After a few glances, he turned around and left the courtyard.

The next day, Er Gouzi also ended his retreat. This guy didn't know how to refine the emperor's blood, and his cultivation level only broke through two realms.

"Boy, did you mix water with your emperor's blood? Why is the effect so ordinary?" Er Gouzi saw Mo Yang walking into the courtyard and immediately stared at his big copper bell eyes and spoke.

Mo Yang almost vomited blood. When he got these emperor's blood from the underground palace of Tiandao Sect, every drop was the same. In his guess, with Er Gouzi's cultivation level, it would be normal to break through at least three or even four realms. As a result...

"Sure enough, if you don't have talent, even the emperor's blood is useless..." Mo Yang shook his head and sighed.

"Boy, who do you say has no talent? In the way of cultivation, this is called unlimited potential!" Er Gouzi spoke.

Although its cultivation had only broken through two realms, its body had changed greatly, and its body had almost increased by one third. At this time, it stared with its big copper bell eyes, like a fierce beast in the ancient wilderness.

"You just broke through, hurry up and continue to comprehend for a while, don't waste the effect of the emperor's blood!" Mo Yang frowned and said.

After saying that, he turned around, but when he turned around, he slapped his palm with his backhand, and slapped the rushing Er Gouzi back.

"Why, you just broke through two small realms, and you don't know how much you are, and you want to fight with me again?" Mo Yang looked back at Er Gouzi, and he was speechless. This guy's bad habit came back again.

"Boy, I'll come out of seclusion in two days and fight you again. I haven't adapted to the new power in my body yet!" Er Gouzi said without blushing.

Mo Yang turned around and left the courtyard, returned to Liuxiang Hall, and saw that Xiao Zilong was still busy sorting out the medicinal materials he picked from the ancient land of the wilderness.

Seeing Mo Yang enter Liuxiang Hall, the little guy hurriedly pulled Mo Yang to ask questions, asking which healing medicines would be effective for the hidden injuries of the ancestors of the Divine Dynasty.

Mo Yang smiled, squatted down and explained carefully, responding one by one.

"Father, when will you teach your precious son to make pills?" The little guy looked up at Mo Yang, his big eyes flickering like two black gems, pure and flawless.

"I'll teach you to make pills when I come back next time!" Mo Yang replied with a smile.

"Is my father leaving again?" A trace of loss suddenly appeared on the little guy's face.

"Father still has some things to do. You must listen to mother in the Divine Dynasty. When father comes back, he will teach you how to practice and make pills. How about that?" Mo Yang rubbed the little guy's head and spoke softly.

The little guy was immediately excited when he heard it, and the disappointment on his face disappeared.