In Wentian Pavilion.
Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged, and streams of spiritual energy quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian under the influence of the Heaven-Devouring Divine Technique.
Successfully won a spot.
Mo Wentian became the biggest dark horse of the Mo family. Even Mo Han was defeated by Mo Wentian. Mo Wentian's strength has far exceeded Mo Han.
"By the way, jade silk!"
As if he remembered something, light suddenly flashed in Mo Wentian's hand, and a golden jade silk appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.
This piece of jade silk.
It was what Mo Wentian spent 10,000 gold coins on at the auction.
"What's the use of this jade silk?"
The sword energy penetrated into the jade silk, but what surprised Mo Wentian was that there was no movement on the jade silk.
seem!
He is just an ordinary piece of jade.
"Could it be that the induction was wrong?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and the feeling of the Sky-Eating Broken Sword should be correct.
"No, something happened!"
Just when Mo Wentian was ready to study it carefully.
An ancient coercion suddenly came from the next room.
"murmur!"
With a soft cry, Mo Wentian dodged and disappeared into the room.
when it appears again.
Mo Wentian has arrived at the room where Qingyu is.
"Master, I'm so hot..."
A delicate voice came.
Mo Wentian took a closer look, and his expression changed instantly.
I saw Qingyu lying on the bed, with a layer of blood-colored light rising from her body.
This layer of light seemed like a layer of flame.
Very violent!
"The Fire Emperor's bloodline has awakened so quickly!"
Mo Wentian appeared next to Qingyu in a flash, and the sword energy in his body was quickly transferred into Qingyu's body.
With the input of Mo Wentian's sword energy.
After a moment, the redness on Qingyu's face disappeared a lot, but just when Mo Wentian breathed a sigh of relief, an even more violent force broke out in Qingyu's body again.
"Oops!"
Mo Wentian's expression changed drastically, and even his sword energy could not stop the violent power.
Watching.
Qingyu will be destroyed by this violent power.
"what to do?"
Mo Wentian looked a little ugly.
The bloodline of the ancient emperor.
Even if Mo Wentian knew about his previous life, he had only heard about it.
It is said that there were five ancient emperors in ancient times who practiced the five elements of heaven and earth respectively.
Five ancient emperors.
He cultivated the five elements of heaven and earth to the peak, and finally broke through the sky, leaving behind the ancient emperor's bloodline.
Over the years.
Even if the ancient emperor's bloodline is still there, it rarely appears because there is no ancient emperor's scripture.
Mo Wentian's ancient emperor's scripture was obtained by Mo Wentian in the land of Jianxu.
If Mo Wentian didn't have the Ancient Emperor's Scripture.
It is impossible for Mo Qingyu's ancient emperor's bloodline to awaken.
"Master, it hurts so much..."
Qingyu looked at Mo Wentian with pain on her face.
"It seems I can only give it a try!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath.
This power is so violent that even the supreme swordsman may be helpless.
The only solution is now.
Mo Wentian could only use the Heaven-Eating Divine Technique to introduce this power into his body.
"Whisper, keep your mind!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian did not hesitate.
Sitting cross-legged, Mo Wentian's Heaven-Devouring Divine Technique quickly started operating.
"Boom..."
With the operation of the Heaven-Devouring Divine Art, the violent power in Qingyu's body poured crazily into Mo Wentian's body.
"Bang bang bang..."
Like breaking bamboo, this domineering force broke through Mo Wentian's defense and rushed directly into his dantian.
"Oops!"
Mo Wentian's expression changed drastically, but the next moment, the broken sword in the center of his dantian suddenly trembled, and all the power disappeared in the broken sword.
"The Remnant Sword moved!"
Mo Wentian had a happy expression on his face, and then continued to absorb the power from Qing Yu's body.
An hour later.
The power in Qingyu's body has finally been absorbed.
"murmur!"
Hug Qingyu.
Mo Wentian's sword energy circulated around Qingyu's body, and he found that Qingyu had just fainted. Mo Wentian breathed a sigh of relief.
next moment.
Mo Wentian fell into cultivation again.
Mo Wentian is inside the body.
In the broken sword, an incomparably vast sword energy surged out from the broken sword.
Mo Wentian's cultivation level.
Started to improve rapidly.
In a moment, it has broken through the sixth level of gathering spirits and reached the seventh level of gathering spirits.
"Bang bang bang..."
The sword energy seemed to be endless. It wasn't until Mo Wentian's cultivation level reached the eighth level of spirit gathering that the sword energy slowly stopped.
"What a powerful ancient emperor!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and the power in his body became several times stronger.
Mo Wentian estimated.
His current strength is comparable to the second level of Lijian Realm.
"Buzzing..."
Mo Wentian didn't have time to be surprised.
At this moment, a golden jade silk suddenly appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
The golden divine patterns on the jade silk all lit up.
"Could it be..."
Mo Wentian looked at the jade silk and his eyes lit up.
In Mo Wentian's eyes.
The jade silk suddenly stopped on top of Qingyu's head, and the next moment, countless scriptures appeared in the void.
"There was a god in ancient times. His body is immortal. Heaven and earth are immortal, and I am immortal..."
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with confusion, and each word was printed in Mo Wentian's mind.
A quarter of an hour later.
The jade silk fell to the ground, but all the lines on the jade silk disappeared.
"Is the immortal body the golden body of the ancient emperor created by the five ancient emperors?"
Mo Wentian was immersed in the mystery of the immortal body.
The immortal body is divided into nine layers, absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, and is tempered by heaven and earth to reach the realm of immortality.
The first level of it.
It is the Immortal Bronze Body. As long as you cultivate the Immortal Bronze Body, your physical strength can reach 5,000 kilograms.
With his physical strength, he can compete with the Lijian Realm swordsman.
After cultivating to the second level of immortal spiritual body, the body can resist the spiritual weapons of heaven and earth, and its power is unparalleled.
"If you practice to the ninth level, wouldn't it be possible to smash the heaven and the earth to pieces?"
Mo Wentian took a breath of cold air, and then the light in his eyes skyrocketed.
This immortal body was simply tailor-made for him.
He has the Heaven-Devouring God Technique, and his cultivation level improves very quickly, but the only limitation is his physical strength.
The body is too weak to withstand the impact of powerful spiritual energy.
If he can cultivate this immortal body, his cultivation level can be improved quickly.
"Hahaha... Yushang, I'm afraid you can't imagine that I will have such an opportunity in this life. With the help of the Immortal Body, I can recover to my peak in less than ten years!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were shining brightly.
Soon, he will take back everything he has, and he will expose how despicable the first goddess of the Sword God Continent is.
"Master..."
Just when Mo Wentian was preparing to practice, a confused voice suddenly came.
"murmur!"
Seeing Qingyu waking up, Mo Wentian quickly put away his breath and stood up from the ground.
"Master, am I..."
Qingyu's face turned red, and she squeezed out a few words: "Sleepwalking!"
"Ahem..."
Mo Wentian coughed lightly, and then said with a smile: "You are not sleepwalking, this is your room!"
"my room?"
Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something, her face turned redder, and she said in a panic: "Then young master, you..."
"Silly girl, what are you thinking about?"
Mo Wentian's face was covered in cold sweat. This girl has been thinking about something all day long.
Then he seemed to remember something.
Mo Wentian suddenly looked at the little girl and said with a smile: "You try practicing some!"
"Practice?"
The little girl's face was full of astonishment, and then she sat down cross-legged in a decent manner.
But the next moment.
The little girl suddenly stood up with excitement on her face.
"Master, there is a little fireball inside me..."
"Forehead… "
Mo Wentian looked at the little girl with a headache on his face.