The night was thick, and the moonlight was like silver.

Mo Yang closed his eyes and slowly felt this side of the world.

On the continent of the four continents, monks are like dust, and people are like grasshoppers. All living beings are regarded as grass mustard, in this vast world, like a grasshopper shaking a tree.

Can a grasshopper shake a tree?

The tree never wavered, and it never believed. Like a mayfly, always believe.

They believe that one day, they will be able to shake this towering tree, like a moth to a fire.

Moyang's divine consciousness slowly dispersed, as if it could accommodate heaven and earth. At one point, he seemed to be able to clearly feel the breath of the flowers, the flow of the river, and the snoring of the beasts...... Every living being has a meaning of existence! Are all demonic beasts necessarily demons? Are all sages necessarily virtuous?

What is a demon? What is a virtuous? Devil is just an inner demon, and a virtuous may be a superficial virtuous.

Just like at this moment, the bright moon is in the sky.

If I move, it will move, and if I don't move, it will not move. But when I don't move, does it really move......

As he became more and more deeply perceived, Mo Yang's whole body began to slowly emit a faint golden light, and as time passed, the golden light slowly changed from light to solid. At a certain moment, Mo Yang was all wrapped in this layer of golden light, as if the wisps of aura visible to the naked eye were being continuously absorbed by the golden light, entering the body from the four meridians and eight veins of the whole body, and finally condensing into an ocean in the dantian.

At this time, there are many ocean-like spiritual qi in the dantian, gathering more and more, as if in the next moment, it will stir up a monstrous wave and overflow.

Suddenly, the layer of golden light outside Mo Yang's body began to change, flowing backwards from the bottom to the top from all sides, and finally converging to the Heavenly Spirit.

The next breath began, and suddenly entered Mo Yang's body, flowing along the four meridians and eight veins to every corner of the body, and finally converged on the dantian.

The golden light and the aura were intertwined, forming two vortices of distinct colors, and the next moment, the golden light and the aura suddenly collided together.

Bite!

A pleasant sound, as if resounding through the world.

In the next second, Moyang's divine consciousness looked inward, and he was surprised to find that the golden light had disappeared, and the aura like the ocean had also disappeared! At this time, there were only three golden droplets in the Moyang dantian, which were slowly intertwining with each other, and the immortal light on the surface was surging.

The moment Shen Aohu closed his eyes in Mo Yang, he had already gotten up and left. He knew how important it was for a monk to have an epiphany. Some monks don't even have an epiphany once in their lifetime. And Mo Yang had this opportunity at a young age, and in the future, this son will definitely not be a thing in the pool.

Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath, feeling that his mind had never been so clear and clear, and his heart was both happy and excited.

By this time, the eastern sky had gradually whitened. A new round of sunrise is rising.

In addition to Mo Yang's surprise, the old man's voice slowly sounded in his mind.

"Congratulations, boy! Finally break through to the Eighth Realm of Heaven and Heaven! Truly become a powerful cultivator of this heaven and earth!"

"Serendipity happens. Mo Yang immediately smiled heartily, "When I went down the mountain, when I heard the old man's words, I thought that I could only stay at the peak of the ninth rank of the seventh realm of the Heavenly Realm in this life." After saying that, he touched his nose with his hand.

"Forgetting the son is not a lie. Nowadays, the monks can be called strong if they break through the five realms, those who can enter the six realms can already start a sect, and those who reach the seven realms can be in charge of the life and death of a living being. However, most monks reaching the peak of the Seven Realms and Nine Grades are already the limit, and many people are often unable to break through in their lifetimes, and in the end, Shouyuan is exhausted and falls...... Now, when you break through to the Heavenly Realm, you already have the power of Heavenly Penetration, especially the three golden droplets in your body, which seem to be small, but in fact contain very huge spiritual power. Later, you will experience it. ”

The elder sighed as he continued, "The unique technique of the Void Forgetful Son: Xuantian Divine Skill, is indescribably wonderful, extremely powerful......!

"Then I'm ...... now How many products are there in the Eight Realms?"

"The eighth realm, the three products of the heavenly realm. ”

After the old man finished speaking, Mo Yang himself was also startled. This exercise is really demonic!

"After breaking through the realm normally, shouldn't it start from the first grade, why did I directly skip the level and rise to the third grade?"

"This is also the power of Xuantian Divine Skill, accumulated steadily, and cannot be theorized as usual! Since you were a child, you have only devoted yourself to cultivating the exercises, not cultivating any skills, nor cultivating any spiritual sword weapons, and you have never stopped meditating and cultivating every night, and your aura is different from ordinary people...... Ordinary monks are blue or silver, but you are golden...... That's the secret......"

Seeing that Mo Yang was a little happy, and even a little proud, the old man said coldly, "If you get carried away and your mood is damaged, I'm afraid you can only stay here in this life...... Moreover, although you are already a third-grade Tongtian Realm, you don't know any skills, and you don't have any natal spirit weapons...... If you really encounter a powerful cultivator of the same realm as the Tongtian Realm, you can only escape to save your life, and you can't go head-to-head......"

The old man poured this basin of cold water, making Mo Yang, who was a little proud, cold from his back to the soles of his feet.

Even if he has strong spiritual power, he can't have any skills, let alone a natal spiritual treasure, so what is there to be arrogant. Other monks can make up for their shortcomings with spiritual treasures and skills, but doesn't the "Afterimage Sword" in the previous auction have such an effect? I really don't have the capital to be proud of at the moment.

Seeing that Mo Yang had already understood his meaning, the old man immediately said, "Didn't you take a picture of a copy of the Eight Desolation Seals? Why don't you practice and try it, it may be useful to you." As for Lingbao, after the old man completes the repair, you will find me again. After saying that, he kept silent and disappeared.

Hearing this, Mo Yang immediately took out the Eight Desolation Seals from the ring, and with a flick of his right hand, the information of the exercise skills came into view, and a few lines of luminous characters flashed in the void.

The Eight Desolation Seals are divided into eight realms, the Eight Desolations, and the Eight Directions. That is, the so-called eastern, southern, western, and northern quadrivers, plus the southeast, northeast, southwest, and northwest quadripart, together are called the eight directions, that is, the eight wildernesses.

The Eight Desolations can sweep the world, encompassing the universe, across the four seas, and higher than the heavens and the earth.

In a few words, its power is self-evident.

Mo Yang closed his eyes slightly, sealed his hands, and silently recited the mantra of the exercise skill in his mouth, and the Eight Desolation Seals in the void immediately turned into a beam of silver light, and instantly disappeared into Mo Yang's divine consciousness.

At the moment when the Eight Desolation Seals entered, an illusory figure began to appear in Mo Yang's mind, from the first layer to the third layer, all of them taught people how to cultivate one move at a time...... However, from the fourth layer onwards, there are no human figures, and all that appears in front of them are obscure and incomprehensible......

Before I knew it, three days and three nights had passed.

The fourth day, early in the morning, at a certain moment.

Mo Yang withdrew his hands and slowly opened his eyes. There is a sense of steadiness in my heart that I have never felt so good.

Then he got up and smiled. Towards the depths of the tribe.

............

This is the tenth day that Mo Yang has left the Tiger Gang.

Although it was a few days late from the expected trip, the harvest was great.

Before leaving, Mo Yang went to find Shen Aohu, handed over the fourth-level high-grade spirit sword silkworm hidden sword given by Chu Ruochen to Shen Aohu, and asked him to find someone available in the gang to give it away, and left half of the spirit jade that Chu Tianxiao gave when he left the city, and asked him to go to Tianlin Mountain to hunt demonic beasts in the future, although he could be unimpeded and his life was worry-free, but he should also take it in moderation. Standing in the position of the Demon Beast, being killed by someone for no reason and taking the Beast Pill for no reason, what is the difference between this and mortals being killed for no reason?

Shen Aohu nodded in agreement.

Mo Yang looked at the sleeping Hong'er, and then took out a medical scripture, a pharmacopoeia, and the last two bags of begonia fruits from the ring and put them next to her pillow. Mo Yang instructed Shen Aohu that Hong'er's spiritual roots were extraordinary, and if she didn't like to be a monk, then she would be a pharmacist or a healer when she grew up. Hang the pot to help the world, cure the sick and save people.

Shen Aohu nodded again in agreement.

Mo Yang was still not at ease, and then continued to instruct that if Hong'er grew up, she would avenge her father and mother, and tell her: Don't take revenge, just live a peaceful life......

Shen Aohu nodded again in agreement.

Maybe at this moment, Mo Yang can understand Han Zhe's state of mind that day......

............

Mo Yang thought while reminiscing. Before you know it, you have reached a big road.

This road is extremely spacious, and from a distance, it is a flat river. The willows on both sides of the road are clinging, and there seems to be a stream flowing slowly under the shade of the trees. At this time, it was almost afternoon, and the number of merchants and horses gradually increased.

Among them, there is a figure that is extremely conspicuous. The man walked south, and Moyang walked north.

When I got closer, I took a closer look and found that this person was a man. looks like he is about eighteen or nineteen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a proud expression.

The man was wearing a cyan shirt with cloud boots on his feet, and the word "Ling Tian" could be faintly seen on the left chest of the shirt. The most special thing is that the mount under the man is a third-level spirit beast - Thundercloud Leopard, which is rumored to be able to travel thousands of miles a day!

Mo Yang's face moved slightly, and when he raised his eyes to look at this man's cultivation, he was actually the seventh grade of the Four Realms True Yuan Realm, which was only one grade lower than Shen Aohu. At such an age, this kind of cultivation is not an exaggeration to call it a cultivation genius.

Mo Yang shook his head secretly, it seems that this may be a disciple of a sect who has come to visit the mountains and rivers. Otherwise, why would he be so leisurely riding such a spirit animal, as if he was riding a horse for a walk.

Mo Yang has such a judgment, it is completely because of the common sense of the Four Continents Continent.

Because if you want to capture a spirit beast above the third level as a mount, unless you have a cultivation of six or more grades, you also need to use a large amount of spirit jade or spirit crystals to feed, and it is difficult for ordinary nobles to afford to consume it. Not to mention the early heavenly roar, I am afraid that there is not a single spirit beast mount in the entire Pearl City.

Moreover, even if there is a cultivation of the sixth grade or above, if you want to successfully capture the third-grade spirit beast and let the spirit beast recognize the master, the success rate will not exceed thirty percent. On that day, Ruan Jingfeng rode a horse back and forth to save Xue'er for more than a month, which is also the same reason.

If you use spirit beasts as mounts, you either can't catch them, or you can't keep them.

Now, this young man riding a three-grade spirit beast, if he wasn't a disciple of any sect, how could he explain it?

Maybe it was because Mo Yang was too curious and stared at the man for a long time, which made the man even more proud, and even a little showing off. As the two walked along, the man spoke slowly.

"Dare to ask...... Further ahead, but Pearl City?"

Mo Yang didn't reply, smiled and nodded, indicating confirmation.

"Thank you!"

Seeing Mo Yang's expression, the man didn't seem to be very satisfied, and turned around slightly and tilted his head.

"Hey, have you heard of Ling Tianzong?"