Ancient Gods

After Bai Fan and the green-clothed woman were placed in the Yaochi Holy Land, Bai Fan seemed to calm down and start practicing, but there was no news in the practice world about Mo Yang's intrusion into the Buddhist sect war.

A month passed in the blink of an eye. Er Gouzi had left several times in the middle. Now the Xuantian Continent is unusually calm. Not only did the ancient race not make any movement, but there was no other news from the Buddhist sect for a month.

Not only did Er Gouzi feel strange, but even Bai Fan was very puzzled when he heard the news brought back by Er Gouzi.

Because according to the custom of the Buddhist sect, Mo Yang had caused such a big commotion before, and several Buddhist sect masters fell, and he took Bai Fan and the green-clothed woman away directly. The Buddhist sect could not stop there.

"Hua Tuzi, you are a Buddhist sect genius, tell me the truth, how many old bald donkeys are there in the Buddhist sect? The kind of immortal realm!" Er Gouzi stared at Bai Fan and asked.

Bai Fan couldn't answer what Er Gouzi asked. He was indeed a genius of the Buddhist sect, but how could he know how many strong people there were in the Buddhist sect? The Buddhist sect occupied a vast area, and there were many forbidden areas that could not be set foot on.

He thought for a long time, shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know either, but there must be quite a few. Our Buddhist sect's skills are conducive to longevity. Even if we are at the same realm, our life span will be longer than other practitioners."

Bai Fan continued, "Now that the Buddhist sect is silent, it should be that those strong people are still in seclusion. If they knew about this, they would never do this!"

"You are really a stupid bald man. You don't even know the details of your own family. No wonder you were caught so easily!" Er Gouzi pouted and said.

Bai Fan's face was a little dark, but after experiencing this, his mood changed a lot, so he didn't say much.

"I'm going to practice in seclusion!"

He left this sentence, and then turned and walked into the small courtyard.

Er Gouzi muttered a few words speechlessly, then his eyes swept around, and his figure flashed and rushed towards the Hundred Fruit Garden of Yaochi Holy Land.

After arriving at Yaochi Holy Land, Mo Yang spent most of his time cultivating, except for accompanying Yaochi Saintess, while the four-legged dragon was still in seclusion in the Star Emperor Tower.

The peaceful time passed quickly, and two months passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, two uninvited guests arrived at the top of Kunlun Mountain.

These were two eminent monks from the Buddhist sect, standing silently in front of the bronze door.

After hearing the news, Bai Fan insisted on coming to the bronze door despite Mo Yang's obstruction. He was obviously worried that his own affairs would cause trouble to Yaochi Holy Land.

Mo Yang and Er Gouzi followed closely and came to the bronze door. When Bai Fan saw the two eminent monks, his face changed immediately.

These were two old antiques in the Buddhist sect. He didn't know how many years these two eminent monks had lived. He only knew that the cultivation realm of these two eminent monks had reached an extremely terrifying level. So far, he had only seen them twice, and today was the second time.

"Two old bald men, what are you doing here? Didn't you say that the Buddhist sect doesn't get involved in the secular world? What do you mean by coming to the Yaochi Holy Land?" Er Gouzi was immediately unhappy when he saw the two old monks, and he sneered directly.

The two old monks glanced at Er Gouzi, but didn't respond. They just passed by, then looked at Mo Yang, and finally their eyes fell on Bai Fan.

"As a disciple of the Buddhist sect, this is not your place!" An old monk looked at Bai Fan and spoke. His words sounded very calm, neither happy nor angry, but revealed a sense of majesty, as if he was giving an order.

When Er Gouzi heard this, he sneered and blocked Bai Fan in front of him. He said, "Old man, you are dreaming!"

"Open your eyes and see clearly. This is Kunlun Mountain, the territory of Yaochi Holy Land. Do you understand? I thought it was your Buddhist territory. What qualifications do you have to give orders?"

When Er Gouzi said this, the atmosphere on the top of Kunlun Mountain seemed to change instantly. The old monk's eyes moved to Er Gouzi. Although he didn't speak, a great pressure was emitted.

Bai Fan changed color immediately when he saw this. He hurriedly pulled Er Gouzi behind him and said, "This matter has nothing to do with it..."

But before he finished speaking, the voice came suddenly. His body trembled suddenly as if struck by lightning, and then his body was pressed directly to half kneel on the ground, and his face turned pale in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph!"

At this moment, a cold snort sounded, and Mo Yang took a step forward and came directly to the old monk.

The pressure from the old monk seemed to have no effect on Mo Yang. Then, a ray of golden light emanated from his body, and the vision of the Spirit Palace unfolded instantly, instantly pushing away the pressure from the old monk.

Not only the pressure, the two old monks retreated silently a few steps when they saw this, and a subtle surprise flashed in their eyes. It was not because of Mo Yang's cultivation, but because of the Spirit Palace. They didn't expect Mo Yang to open so many Spirit Palaces.

"Hua Tuzi, you are fucking sick. Don't you know how much you are?" Er Gouzi said to Bai Fan.

"What a descendant of the ancient gods!" Another old monk spoke at this time, and his words were very heavy.

"I brought the people out of the Demon Subduing Tower. You can take them away just like you said. Am I very embarrassed? Also, I killed those old monks. If you want to fight, you can just do it directly. I will accompany you!" Mo Yang said.

"He is a disciple of my Buddhist sect!" The old monk stared at Mo Yang and spoke word by word.

"Then what? You take him back and put him in the Demon Subduing Pagoda?" Mo Yang asked with a sneer.

The old monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and the last bit of compassion on his face disappeared. He said, "This is the business of our Buddhist sect. Even the Yaochi Holy Land cannot interfere!"

"Tsk tsk..."

A sneer came from the bronze door, and then the Yaochi Holy Maiden came out. She glanced at the two old monks and said, "Who gave you the face to say such words?"

With a sneer on her delicate face, she continued, "I remember that a few years ago, the Buddhist sect killed Mo Yang for no reason. Mo Yang is from my Yaochi Holy Land. Why did you interfere? Hand? We, Yao Chi Holy Land, have not settled this account with the Buddhist Sect. Today, my Yao Chi Holy Land is holding your Buddhist disciples hostage. Isn't this right? "

"How about trying to break into my Yao Chi Holy Land and forcibly snatch people?"

Mo Yang put away the strange vision of the spiritual palace, looked at the two old monks and said, "Either you get out of here or you fight. But I have a word in advance. If you dare to fight today, the Buddhist Sect will become hell tomorrow!"

"I also want to see how many attacks from the imperial soldiers the Buddhist Sect, which is known as the ten thousand year Taoist tradition and has been passed down for ten thousand years, can withstand now!"