The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang thought about it silently, vaguely remembering the description of the third life body in ancient books. The so-called third life body is a set of extremely ancient taboo techniques.

The so-called three-life body means cultivating the three-life body, using oneself as the foundation to cultivate the past body and the future body.

When he first saw the relevant description, Mo Yang felt that the above statement was too unreal, so he just glanced at it briefly. If the drunk man hadn't mentioned it, he probably wouldn't have remembered it.

If it is true as recorded in the ancient books, if what the alcoholic lunatic said is true, then this set of exercises would be a bit too scary.

You must know that back on Xuantian Continent, Feng Rukong was a living person, not an incarnation.

Even at this moment, Mo Yang couldn't believe it. With his current knowledge, he couldn't understand it anyway.

"Could this kind of skill really exist in the world..." Mo Yang murmured. In this way, wouldn't it mean that he could cultivate three true bodies.

The drunk maniac seemed to see through what Mo Yang was thinking. He sighed softly and said: "That is my past body. As far as I know, no one can cultivate the future body!"

Listening to the drunkard's words, Mo Yang felt extremely confused in his mind. He didn't know what to say at this moment. Could it be that an incarnation accepted him as his disciple?

What should Xuanzong do on Xuantian Continent? What would those senior brothers and sisters do if they knew all this?

"Although he is a past person, he is still a living person in a sense, and what he has experienced is the same as what I have experienced!" The drunkard looked at Mo Yang and said this.

Mo Yang silently looked at the sloppy strong man in front of him, with extremely complicated emotions. Although he didn't want to believe it, all this was very complicated.

Eighty-nine times it's true.

"Is he still alive?" Mo Yang took a deep breath and couldn't help but ask.

Even if it was just a so-called past incarnation, Mo Yang didn't want that incarnation to perish, even if it wasn't the original body.

A breeze blew by, and the disheveled hair of Drunken Madman fluttered in the wind. At this time, the appearance of his face slowly changed, turning into the familiar face of Mo Yang.

"He existed, but never died!"

The drunk maniac spoke calmly, and then continued: "When I separated from you, my past body returned to the wilderness, and the two bodies merged, he was me, and I was him!"

Seeing that Mo Yang wanted to ask something else, the drunkard maniac continued: "Although I had an independent mind in the past, I was also the one who took the lead in what I did. I am the one who accepted you as my disciple!"

Mo Yang froze in place and remained silent. The news he heard today was completely beyond his understanding and made his thoughts very confused. He needed time to calm down.

At this time, there were several powerful auras approaching in the distance, which pulled Mo Yang back from his thoughts.

The drunk maniac raised his head and glanced at the night sky, and said: "The collision of the two imperial powers in Jiangdu City should have alarmed many powerful people. Let's go, get out of here first!"

Watching the drunkard leave, Mo Yang looked back at Jiang Ducheng, without stopping, and followed the drunkard away.

After leaving Jiangdu City, the drunkard stopped at the top of a green peak.

Mo Yangfei landed on the top of Qingshan Mountain, and then he wanted to speak, because he still had too many doubts in his heart and wanted to ask directly.

But at this moment, the drunk maniac raised his head and glanced in the air, a chill flashed across his face, and he said in a deep voice: "How dare you follow me!"

Hearing the words of the drunkard maniac, Mo

Yang was suddenly startled, and hurriedly looked up into the night sky. His spiritual thoughts also spread out at the same time, and he sensed it carefully.

Could it be that there is some strong person hiding in the dark?

But he dispersed his spiritual thoughts and sensed carefully, and found nothing unusual at all.

But looking at the look on the drunken madman's face at this moment, I'm afraid there really is a strong man hiding in the dark.

For a moment, he already had a guess in his mind.

He and the Jiang family directly confronted each other with their imperial soldiers before. Although they did not fight to the death, they also killed several strong men from the Jiang family. I am afraid that the strong men from the Jiang family followed him secretly to get rid of him.

It was most likely the divine guards of the Jiang family, so it was normal that he could not sense it. After all, those divine guards were all powerful men who were proficient in killing, and their concealment methods were extremely amazing.

"Let's go, I don't want to do anything tonight!"

The drunk maniac spoke in a deep voice.

Mo Yang didn't ask. He silently scanned the night sky, and then his eyes suddenly froze. He didn't know when there was a figure dozens of meters in front of him.

It was an old man, his hair looked gray, but there were not many wrinkles on his face. He was dressed in gray clothes, and his whole body exuded the charm of returning to nature.

"Who are you?"

The old man did not look at Mo Yang, but looked directly at the drunk maniac and asked.

The drunk maniac glanced at Mo Yang beside him and said, "He is my disciple!"

A strange color flashed in the old man's eyes, and at the same time there was a hint of murderous intent.

At this time, several wisps of fluctuations appeared in the surroundings, and then black shadows emerged one after another.

Mo Yang raised his eyes and glanced, he knew the identities of these people. They were the divine guards of the Jiang family, and their attire was different from ordinary people.

It’s just that these divine guards seem to be the same as those whom Mo Yang met before.

The difference was that the invisible aura was extremely terrifying, like several messengers from hell, exuding cold murderous intent.

"You, the Jiang family, have promised not to be enemies with Mo Yang in the future. Could it be that the Jiang family wants to break their promise?" Before Mo Yang could speak, the alcoholic madman stared at the old man in gray and said.

"Since he is your disciple, shouldn't you give him an explanation?"

The old man in gray clothes stared at the drunk maniac and asked coldly.

"Old immortal, you still want to explain. Could it be that your Jiang family insists on forcing me to activate the Imperial Tower to touch you a few times tonight?" Mo Yang was immediately furious.

The Jiang family was obviously unwilling to give in and wanted to get rid of him secretly. If the drunken madman hadn't been on the side and the old man in gray robe took action, he might not even be aware of it.

"Ignorant boy, you just want to show off your words. Our Jiang family just doesn't want to hurt the people of Jiangdu City. Do you really think you can hurt the foundation of my Jiang family with your tower?" The old man in gray clothes almost couldn't help but take action. The murderous intent in Xiang Moyang's eyes was extremely strong.

"An explanation? You sent divine guards to assassinate my disciple. I haven't asked your Jiang family for an explanation yet. You ask me for an explanation?" The drunkard's tone instantly became cold and stern.

"Tonight's matter has been revealed. If the Jiang family dares to attack my disciple in the future, I will come here in person and destroy your Jiang family!"

After the drunken maniac finished speaking, thunder seemed to be exploding in the deep air, and a breath suddenly came out from his body, shaking the gray-robed old man and the divine guards back again and again.

The face of the old man in gray robe changed drastically. He looked at the alcoholic madman in confusion. Although he tried to keep calm, the shock in his eyes could not be concealed.

"You...you actually took that step

step! "He seemed to feel the drunk maniac's cultivation, and his voice was trembling.

Then he glanced at Mo Yang coldly, and said to the divine guards: "Let's go!"