In Mo Wentian's mind, Huantian and the others had improved their cultivation, and Mo Wentian was not asking them to help him more.
Mo Wentian hoped more that they would be strong enough to protect him in his absence.
"Okay, Huantian, Huanling!"
"You should refine these ten early-stage three-mark emperor-level elixirs!"
"There is no rush to improve my cultivation!"
"Huantian, let's give you the Dharma protector first. You can refine these elixirs first, and then refine the transformation grass to see how far your cultivation strength can be improved!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at Huantian, with a flash of light in his eyes, and said coldly.
"Boss, you should improve your cultivation first. I'm not in a hurry to improve my cultivation!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Huantian wanted Mo Wentian to improve his cultivation first.
After all, Mo Wentian is now the Realm Master of the Divine Heaven Realm, and Mo Wentian's improvement in cultivation is the most important to the entire Divine Heaven Realm.
"Huantian, I know what you mean!"
"Don't worry, if the time is not up within a month, the people from Qin Tianjie will not come to make trouble!"
"Xiaojiao and I are here, so you can rest assured and refine the elixir in my courtyard!"
Looking at Huantian, Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly.
Mo Wentian knew what Huantian meant. Huantian wanted him to improve his cultivation first.
But he is really not in a hurry. His cultivation level can only be improved once in a month.
If Huantian and Xiaojiao had sufficient cultivation resources, their cultivation levels could be improved twice.
"Huantian, please stop being nagging and refine all these elixirs first!"
"I'm still waiting to see how strong you will be after you refine the Changeling Grass!"
Before Huantian could speak, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, Xiaojiao's figure had already appeared in front of Huantian.
Looking at Huantian, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
Xiaojiao and Huantian both regard each other as relatives, but secretly they are more serious about their cultivation and strength.
Xiaojiao wanted to see Huantian's cultivation strength improve and see what level he could improve to. He also wanted to refine the elixir Mo Wentian gave him to see what level his own cultivation level could improve to.
At this moment, Xiaojiao was more anxious than Huantian's entire party.
"If I refine the Changeling Grass, how strong will I be?"
"It's not easy to refine this transformation grass, little Jiao, just watch it!"
"When my cultivation reaches the realm of Heavenly Saint, I will be able to easily refine the phantom grass!"
"If I refine the Phantom Grass, my illusion skills will improve, and then the gap between you and me will become wider and wider!"
It was better that Xiaojiao didn't say this. As soon as Xiaojiao said this, the aura on Huantian's body quickly surged, and a glimmer of light rose in his eyes.
At this moment, Huantian felt a burst of blood boiling in his heart.
They secretly began to take things more seriously, and Huantian made up his mind that he must work hard to improve his cultivation.
His strength must be stronger than Huantian.
"This dragon and one demon are still the same as before!"
Seeing the appearance of Xiaojiao and Huantian, Mo Wentian's lips curled up slightly.
Xiaojiao and Huantian always like to be more serious about their cultivation and strength, and Mo Wentian knows that.
Mo Wentian liked this dragon and demon very much.
He likes to watch them strive to be better and work harder. Along the way, if there is someone who is more serious than him, their fighting spirit will be much stronger.
"Huantian, what are you waiting for!"
"Refining the elixir quickly, I'm waiting to see your cultivation strength!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao saw that Huantian had not yet refined the elixir and urged him.
"Xiaojiao, it seems that you are more anxious than me. You can't wait to be suppressed by me!"
Hearing Xiaojiao's words, the corner of Huantian's mouth curled up.
"Huantian, don't talk so much nonsense. Don't you know that I am impatient? Don't make me anxious!"
Looking at Huantian, a hint of anger rose in Xiaojiao's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"Okay, okay, little Jiao, I will refine the elixir to satisfy your curiosity!"
Hearing this, Huantian couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Xiaojiao. Huantian really had no way to deal with Xiaojiao.
"Huantian, refine the elixir first!"
"We will protect you!"
Seeing Huantian about to refine the elixir, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he said coldly.
"Okay, boss!"
Huantian looked at Mo Wentian and quickly agreed.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately, Huantian fell directly into cultivation.
The ten early stage three-mark imperial elixirs appeared in the void.
As the ten pills appeared, a strong medicinal fragrance filled the entire courtyard in the void.
Huantian began to refine the elixir, and the power on the elixir shrouded Huantian.
"Boss, brother Huantian is refining the elixir, and I will be refining it too!"
But at this moment, watching Huantian refining the elixir, a faint light flashed in Huantian's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
The next moment, Huan Ling didn't hesitate at all. His figure flashed and he started refining the elixir not far from Huantian.
"Boss, this phantom is really interesting!"
Seeing the phantom move so quickly, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment and said in a deep voice.
"Little Jiao, Phantom is not only interesting, her cultivation strength is definitely not bad!"
After listening to Huantian's words, Mo Wentian thought of Huantian's identity, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.
"Boss, is the Phantom's cultivation strength not bad?"
"The aura on Phantom's body is not strong, but it is still in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven. It seems to be much worse than mine!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao looked at the phantom, and looked at the aura on the phantom. It was only in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven, and a trace of doubt arose in Xiaojiao's eyes.
Phantom Spirit's cultivation level is only at the level of the Emperor of Heaven, but Mo Wentian said that Phantom Spirit's cultivation level is not bad.
How could this not make Xiaojiao feel confused
Xiao Jiao was even more puzzled. He wanted to know how this phantom was so extraordinary.
"Little Jiao, just watch it!"
"Huan Ling is definitely not an ordinary monster. Her talent is even stronger than Huan Tian!"
Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian had a complicated look in his eyes and said coldly.
"Boss..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Little Jiao, let's protect Huantian and Phantom Spirit properly!"
"Don't you want to see what level Huantian's cultivation strength will reach?"
"Then we will protect them properly and see how far Huantian's cultivation strength can be improved!"
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, Mo Wentian's expression instantly became serious.
At the same time, the aura on Mo Wentian's body increased rapidly.
"Okay, boss!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao quickly agreed without any hesitation.
Immediately, the little dragon also protected Huantian Phantom Spirit.
And in the small courtyard, Huantian was refining the elixir.
In the main hall of the Divine Heaven Realm, the old man with divine beads and the old man with ancient books woke up from their cultivation.
"Old man from ancient books, I wonder how that boy Mo Wentian is refining the elixir. How is it going?"
The old man of Shenzhu stood up, thinking that Mo Wentian was refining the elixir, and a look of anticipation rose in his eyes.
The old man of Shenzhu knew that Mo Wentian could refine elixirs, and Mo Wentian's elixir refining skills were not bad, but he was very worried about what level of elixirs Mo Wentian could refine this time. expect.