Ancient Gods

The old patriarch of the Snow Clan seemed to sense the invisible changes in Mo Yang. That evening, he came to the stone house where Mo Yang lived.

"Young man, I think you have found the answer you want!"

Entering the stone house, the old patriarch smiled and said such a sentence.

Mo Yang was slightly stunned. From the first time he saw the old patriarch, he felt that this person was a little different.

This person has always smiled at him, never looked for him privately, never said anything to him, and now he suddenly visited. Mo Yang was a little surprised at first. He didn't expect that the other party would say such a sentence as soon as he opened his mouth.

The old man smiled faintly and said to himself: "From the first time I saw you, I felt that you were not an ordinary person. You are not from the Huang tribe, but you are definitely a cultivator. If my guess is correct, something must have happened to you!"

Mo Yang frowned slightly, paused, and said: "Senior, you have a keen eye, but I came here for no other purpose. I am indeed lost here!"

The old man smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Although our Snow Clan has lived on this ice field for generations, I have also walked on the mainland. You are not lost here, but lost in your heart. Since your heart knot has been untied, it is up to you to decide whether to go or stay!"

Mo Yang's heart trembled slightly. After living here for a month, his state of mind has indeed changed greatly, and he does plan to leave.

"You are not a creature in the pond, and this is not your place to live for a long time!" The old man looked at Mo Yang and said this with a complicated expression.

Without waiting for Mo Yang to speak, he continued: "But if you choose to stay and become a member of our Snow Clan, we will also welcome you. In the future, I will pass the position of the clan leader to you. If you leave, our Snow Clan will not stop you!"

Mo Yang silently looked at the old man with wrinkles on his face in front of him, and his mood was a little difficult to calm down. This old man is indeed not a simple person.

Although this person's cultivation is not strong, he is a man of great wisdom. If he had not lived in seclusion here all the time, he must be an extraordinary person.

The old man looked at Mo Yang silently, without stopping, turned around and walked out of the stone house.

Mo Yang sighed lightly. Tonight, the old clan leader of the Snow Clan came to him, which was also a reminder to him. Maybe it's time for him to leave.

He already knew some of the situations in this wilderness, but it was just a waste of time.

In the dead of night, Mo Yang sat cross-legged in front of the window silently, running the Star Emperor Sutra again and again. In the dry and lonely Dantian, it actually trembled slightly, and then a wisp of faint true energy slowly condensed out.

This made Mo Yang's mood fluctuate instantly. In the past month, he has also tried to practice, but there has been no movement in his body. He is like a dead tree, and it is difficult to radiate even a trace of vitality.

Unexpectedly, there will be changes in the dantian tonight. A wisp of true qi condenses out. Although it is faint, it is completely different from before.

This feeling is like a spring gushing out of a desert, like a wisp of spring breeze blowing into the cold winter that has solidified for eternity...

However, it only stops here. No matter how he operates his mind method afterwards, the true qi in the dantian has not changed at all.

In fact, Mo Yang did not realize that this faint true qi was not cultivated by him tonight, but overflowed from the Star Emperor Tower.

Five or six days passed in a blink of an eye, and Mo Yang planned to leave here.

Originally, Mo Yang wanted to leave quietly. After all, they had been together for a month and had some feelings for each other, but after thinking about it, he still went to the old patriarch of the Snow Clan late at night.

The door was pushed open, and the old patriarch of the Snow Clan was not surprised to see Mo Yang. He smiled and motioned Mo Yang to come in.

"Senior!" Mo Yang saluted the old patriarch.

"Young man, are you leaving?" The old patriarch spoke calmly, with a smile on his wrinkled face.

Mo Yang nodded slightly and said, "I am grateful to you for taking me in during this period!"

The old man did not say much, but just smiled and waved his hand. There was wisdom in his eyes, but a kind of simplicity on his body.

Mo Yang sighed in his heart. He had walked a lot and met many people. This old man of the Snow Clan really impressed him.

Mo Yang pondered for a while, then took out a ring from his arms and handed it to the old man.

This was what he had prepared before. Since he recovered a trace of true energy in his Dantian, he could open the ring. There were some spiritual medicines and some elixirs in it.

For him, these things were not precious, but for the people of the Snow Clan here, they were rare treasures for cultivation.

The old man took the ring and examined it. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then he looked at Mo Yang silently and subconsciously looked at it carefully.

However, he did not accept the ring, but handed it back.

"Thank you for taking me in. I have nothing to repay you. These are just a little bit of my thoughts. Please accept them!" Mo Yang pushed the ring back.

During the time he lived in the Snow Tribe, Mo Yang was deeply touched and his state of mind changed dramatically.

Sometimes in the dead of night, he tossed and turned, and he would sigh that life is indeed wonderful. If he hadn't come here, experienced these, and seen these, he might not have come out of the haze so quickly.

Mo Yang also knew that if he stayed here, he might bring disaster to the Snow Tribe.

After all, the geniuses who made enemies in the ancient secret realm all came from the wilderness.

The old man hesitated for a long time before accepting the ring. He looked at Mo Yang silently and said, "You are a little different from before!"

He seemed to be talking about Mo Yang himself, or about Mo Yang's cultivation.

Mo Yang was slightly stunned, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

"I guess you are no longer lost and know where to go!" The old man asked with a smile.

Mo Yang smiled and said, "Take care, senior!"

Then he turned around silently, waved his hand without looking back, and left the tribe of the Snow Clan in the night.

Mo Yang didn't want to wait until dawn to say goodbye to the Snow Clan strongmen who often took him out hunting. The Snow Clan people here were too simple, and Mo Yang was afraid that they would be reluctant to leave.

After all, this ice field is like a piece of pure land in this world. When you come here, perhaps everyone's soul will be cleansed and the worldly dust will be wiped off.

Since you must go, don't look back, just be straightforward!

Walking on the vast ice field, Mo Yang no longer had no idea where to go as before, but went all the way south.

The ice field was located in the north of the wilderness, and going south was the prosperous place for cultivation.