At this time, Wang Mang, who was flying in the air, was bored looking at the lively Mocheng.

Countless pedestrians were talking and laughing in the streets.

The whole Mocheng fell into a carnival because Wang Mang won the first place in the endless jihad.

After a while, the figures of the two stopped at the door of Mo Xiao Pavilion.

After Mo Yang pushed open the rolling curtain and entered, Wang Mang also followed behind him.

With the arrival of the two, the guests in Mo Xiao Pavilion became quiet one after another.

Xiao Er who was at the side swallowed and walked towards the two of them.

"I have seen the Patriarch, I have seen the Son!"

"The arrival of the two makes the small shop flourish."

Hearing this, Mo Yang glanced at him, and said lightly:

"I want a pavilion, and twenty altars of fine spirit wine."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Er quickly said with a smile:

"Okay patriarch, come with the little one."

After speaking, he nodded to Mo Yang and made a gesture of invitation.

Seeing this, Mo Yang whispered to Wang Mang:

"Let's go."

While speaking, he walked straight towards a place.

After Xiao Er led Wang Mang and others to the pavilion, he said respectfully:

"Two adults, wait a moment, the younger one will come as soon as he goes."

As soon as the words fell, he left the pavilion.

After he left, the room fell silent immediately.

The two sat in chairs, both silent.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

"Two adults..."

After a while, Xiao Er's knock on the door broke the dull atmosphere.

The next moment, Mo Yang said slowly:

"Enter."

After he finished speaking, the door of the cabinet was pushed open.

For a moment, both Wang Mang and Mo Yang looked at him.

Immediately, Xiao Er swallowed and put all the wine on the table.

Then, he apologized with a smile:

"My lords, what else can I order?"

Hearing this, Mo Yang waved his hand and said:

"Okay, you go down."

"Hey, okay!"

After the door was closed, Mo Yang put a jar of spiritual wine in front of Wang Mang:

"Actually, I have something to tell you."

"Come and drink first."

As soon as the words fell, he picked up a jar of spiritual wine and began to drink freely.

Seeing this, Wang Mang did not hesitate, and also opened the spiritual wine in front of him and drank it.

Boom, boom.

With the sound of collision between the two wine jars and the table, both of them put down the wine jars at the same time.

After wiping the remaining spirit wine from the corner of his mouth, Mo Yang said slowly:

"This seat needs the artifacts inherited from the Bone Race."

Hearing this, Wang Mang glanced at him and said:

"As I said, the bone has dissipated."

But Mo Yang didn't seem to hear it, and continued talking on his own:

"Xiaoyou's situation can no longer be delayed."

"This seat must obtain the ancient essence!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the wine jar again and took a sip.

Seeing this, Wang Mang's expression also became a little subtle.

The next moment, he asked thoughtfully:

"Is it because of the avenue carrier?"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yang's figure trembled.

After putting down the wine jar, Mo Yang took a deep look at Wang Mang:

"good."

"The carrier of the avenue, as the name suggests, is the carrier of the avenue."

While speaking, he drank the spirit wine again, and continued:

"This kind of physique is rare in ancient times, very rare."

"When the physique owner has cultivated to the immortal state, the Dao carrier will forcibly combine the power of heaven and earth with the power of the Dao to produce Dao rhyme."

"That's right, it's the unique Dao Yun power of the Eternal Realm powerhouse."

"How domineering this force is, it's definitely not something the current Xiaoyou can bear!"

Hearing this, Wang Mang was silent for a moment, and said with some confusion:

"Wouldn't it be fine as long as she doesn't practice?"

After hearing Wang Mang's words, Mo Yang shook his head helplessly:

"If only it were that simple."

"The carrier of the avenue will independently breathe out the power of the avenue, so as to achieve active cultivation."

"This seat has always prohibited her from practicing all these years."

"This is also the reason why Xiaoyou is now the Immortal Realm Ninth Heaven."

"This seat needs the ancient marrow unique to the Bone Race to strengthen her physique."

Hearing this, Wang Mang paused and said again:

"Maybe you should let him try to practice."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yang spoke again:

"Hehe, any one of the fifteen major physiques is an innate divine physique."

"Just like your God Refining Body, it will be very difficult to improve after reaching the current level."

"The same is true for the avenue carrier."

"Not only that, the physique of the owner of the avenue carrier is inherently weak."

"Even Xiaoyou's situation at this time is maintained by this seat who has spent thousands of precious medicinal materials."

"The Mo tribe is a small group in the middle world, and with all the strength of the whole tribe, they can't satisfy the medicinal materials that the Dao carrier needs to consume when refining the body."

"Compared to the other fifteen constitutions, the advantages of the avenue carrier are very prominent, and the same is true for the disadvantages."

After listening to Mo Yang's long speech, Wang Mang was completely silent.

The next moment, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"If you send her to other big worlds, even top-level big worlds, there are forces willing to accept her, right?"

Hearing this, Mo Yang gave a bitter smile, and said in a low voice:

"The carrier of the Affinity Avenue is also an excellent material for the cauldron."

"Back then, when Xiaoyou was sent to the Great Desolate World, there was a traitor peeping at Xiaoyou's physique."

"If it weren't for my father and the ancestors of several other big clans to make a move, even Xiaoyou might not be able to come back alive."

"How can the big world be compared to the middle-level world? Those five seniors joined forces with my father to urge the fusion of the six inherited gods with their own powerful Dao rhyme."

"The remaining prestige of an ancient strongman erupted, and this made the opponent back down."

After listening to it, Wang Mang only felt greatly shocked.

The next moment, he also said helplessly:

"The bone of inheritance has been destroyed by me."

"It's the truth."

Hearing this, Mo Yang's face suddenly changed:

"how is this possible?"

"Inherited fetishes are invincible to those who are not strong in the eternal realm!"

"Even if you have the combat power of the Eternal Realm, it is impossible to destroy it without Dao Yun!"

"As long as you pass on the inheritance fetish to this seat, you can ask for anything."

"I beg you!"

Mo Yang thought it was because Wang Mang didn't want to hand over the inherited fetish.

But he did blame Wang Mang wrongly. The inheritance of Dao bone is not indestructible to the strong in the eternal state, but it does not mean that the system has no way.

At this point, Wang Mang replied with a headache:

"Patriarch~lightnovelpub.net~ Everything I said is true."

"As for the method used to destroy it, I can't tell you."

As soon as the words fell, a monstrous dao rhyme erupted from Mo Yang's body.

At the same time, a great sense of crisis spread in Wang Mang's heart.

In an instant, Wang Mang's face changed drastically, and the slaughtering halberd appeared in his hand.

But Mo Yang didn't leave, and seeing this, Wang Mang didn't act rashly either.

For a while, the two were at a stalemate.

The next moment, the Dao Yun on Mo Yang's body suddenly disappeared.

"Well, I believe you."

"Oh, how can this be good."

Hearing this, Wang Mang bid farewell with a displeased expression:

"I still have something to do, let's go first."

As soon as the words fell, his figure disappeared in a flash.

Seeing this, Mo Yang didn't stop him, but just sighed to himself.

At this time, return to Wang Mang in the residence of the Mo people.

Looking at the dying Lingzhi in the yard, he silently said:

"System, do you have some spiritual water for me?"