Ancient Gods

The Saint of Yaochi sat cross-legged on the lakeside. She was not practicing, but concentrating her mind, because this place was more magical than she had imagined.

After a long time, Mo Yang carefully emerged from the side. Seeing the Saint of Yaochi sitting silently, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he also came to the lakeside. After seeing those colorful fruits, his heart was also difficult to calm down.

Because of his alchemy, he has always been dealing with these natural treasures. He can naturally see that the fruit trees on the lakeside are just ordinary trees, but they have been nourished here for countless years and are comparable to spiritual medicines.

Mo Yang was very decisive and took action directly. Since he encountered these spiritual fruits, he could not leave any of them, otherwise it would be a waste of natural resources and he should be struck by lightning.

When the Saint of Yaochi opened her eyes again, all the fruits on the lakeside had been picked by Mo Yang.

At this time, Mo Yang was using a treasure bottle to collect the water in the lake. In just a few breaths, the surface of the lake seemed to have sunk a bit.

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It was a treasure bottle of heaven and earth, which was found in the treasure pavilion of the Ye family. It contained heaven and earth. It looked like the size of a palm on the surface, but there was a space inside.

After opening her eyes, the Saint of Yaochi looked at Mo Yang in amazement.

It had only been a short time, and all the fruits had been picked, but the water in the lake had sunk a lot.

And judging from Mo Yang's posture, it seemed that he was going to collect all of it.

"Hehe, it's rare to come in once. God knows if I can live until the next secret realm opens. It's fate to see it, how can I let it go!" Mo Yang said seriously.

Yao Chi Saint was stunned for a moment, although she was a little speechless, but what Mo Yang said was true. These things were left here, but they were ownerless. Even if they could really live to the next secret realm opening, they might not be able to use them at that time.

Mo Yang filled six bottles, and the lake level dropped by half, and he stopped.

"Forget it, I'd better keep some, there is no Qiankun treasure bottle..." Mo Yang frowned and said to himself.

Mo Yang came to Yao Chi Saint, took out two Qiankun treasure bottles and handed them to Yao Chi Saint, saying: "Senior sister, these two bottles are for you!"

"Although this thing is not a treasure, if it is used for bathing, it must be extraordinary!" Mo Yang continued to say to himself.

Hearing Mo Yang's words, Yao Chi Saint had the urge to vomit blood. You know, this is a precious liquid condensed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and Mo Yang actually wanted to use it for bathing.

Such a rebellious idea, I'm afraid only Mo Yang could think of it.

Because although this kind of thing is not rare, such a large number is hard to come by.

Mo Yang flipped his palm and took out a golden fruit. He took a bite and immediately a strong fruity fragrance filled the air.

"Sister, one?" He chewed it crunchily while looking at the Saint of Yao Chi.

Then, regardless of what the Saint of Yao Chi said, he took out a fist-sized blood-colored peach and stuffed it into the Saint of Yao Chi's hand.

"This should be a place where a strong man practiced in seclusion. There are many residual array patterns here, but only the gathering spirit array is still intact. If my intuition is correct, there should be a spiritual root under this lake!" The Saint of Yao Chi stared at the lake silently and said.

"Spiritual root?"

Mo Yang frowned slightly. He had naturally heard of this kind of thing. Rather than saying spiritual root, it is better to say spiritual vein. A spiritual vein can create a place of cultivation with rich spiritual energy.

It is recorded in ancient books that when each major sect was founded, they would look for places with spiritual veins when choosing a location, and use formations to bind the vitality. Over time, a treasure land can be created.

"I thought it was some extraordinary treasure, but it turned out to be a spiritual vein..." Mo Yang frowned slightly, feeling a little disappointed.

The reason why this place is so amazing must be the result of these ten thousand years.

Although the spiritual vein can be considered a treasure, he cannot use the Star Emperor Tower now, and the ring alone cannot contain it. It is obviously impossible to take it away.

The Saint of Yao Chi thought for a moment, and then took out the scroll she had obtained before.

Half an hour later, there was a loud noise here, and a huge spiritual energy rushed into the sky, and a group of illusory mountains floated above the forest.

The originally rich spiritual energy dissipated at a very fast speed. After about an incense stick of time, those faint and beautiful mountains and rivers disappeared, and the forest had lost its trace. Only a big pit was left in the original place.

A few miles away, Mo Yang looked at Yao Chi Saint with a strange face, and then couldn't help but said: "Senior sister, I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

"Say it!"

"Senior sister, I think you are even more evil than me!"

"Should you give me half of those spiritual fruits?" Yao Chi Saint said.

"Senior sister, those spiritual fruits are of no use to you except to fill your stomach!"

"Give it to you or not?"

"Uh... give it to you!"

...

"Senior sister, should we study the wordless scroll left by that senior? Isn't it a waste of divine skills if we don't practice them?"

"Shut up!"

...

The two of them moved forward all the way. On the second day, in a valley, Mo Yang refined several thousand-year-old holy medicines.

Yao Chi Saint also sat cross-legged not far away to regulate her breath.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a violent breath emanated from Mo Yang's body. His original cultivation level of the peak of the third level of the Holy Emperor Realm was instantly torn apart, and the breath emanating from his body was rapidly transforming.

There is no doubt that his cultivation is about to reach the Great Saint Realm.

The Saint of Yao Chi opened her eyes immediately. She was also a little surprised. It was difficult to break through this barrier. Throughout the ages, countless talented cultivators were blocked at this threshold. But Mo Yang had just broken through a few days ago, and now he was about to step into the Great Saint Realm.

But then Mo Yang did something that made the Saint of Yao Chi change color. He actually suppressed his cultivation.

He was struck by lightning, trembling violently for a few times, and then he spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"You don't want to die!" The Saint of Yao Chi was frightened by Mo Yang. Forcibly interrupting the breakthrough was like self-harm. If it was not done well, it would directly cost her life.

And the Saint of Yao Chi was also a little confused. Originally, Mo Yang could have directly stepped into a new world, but he turned around and retreated.

Mo Yang was still thinking about opening the Spirit Palace. After all, he knew the role of the Spirit Palace vision very well. In the same realm, once the Spirit Palace vision was unfolded, it would be like adding an unbreakable barrier.

But he didn't expect the backlash to be so terrible. The violent true qi almost burst his whole body. His whole body was covered with cracks like porcelain. This time, the forced suppression of the realm caused his soul power to be damaged.

The Saint of Yaochi looked solemn at this time, not daring to be careless. She hurriedly came behind Mo Yang, and her hands moved very quickly. One after another, complex seals were shaken into Mo Yang's body.