"Just a second!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the originally enthusiastic people became indifferent again.
It is impossible for a first-class spiritual root to enter the realm of Lijian!
“It’s already good to wait!”
The old man looked a little disappointed, and then he smiled quickly.
"Thank you!"
Mo Wentian slightly cupped his hands, then turned around and walked towards the outside of the martial arts arena. Now Mo Wentian just wanted to go back quickly.
Mo Wentian wanted to explore to what extent his spiritual roots had improved!
"It's a pity. If someone has a third-level spiritual root or above, with his talent, he still has a chance to enter the three major sword sects, but first-level..."
The old man sighed.
"Old man Yu, it's enough to wait for a while, at least it's better than not having any spiritual roots!"
The second elder chuckled lightly.
"You're right, hahaha..."
The great elder laughed, looking at Mo Wentian's leaving figure, there was something strange in the great elder's eyes.
Do not know why.
The Great Elder had a feeling in his heart that this Mo Wentian would give him an unexpected surprise!
In the small courtyard!
Seeing Mo Wentian come back, Qingyu welcomed him out with surprise, but Mo Wentian had no time to pay attention to Qingyu.
Enter the room directly and sit down cross-legged.
The mind enters the body.
The flow of qi and blood and the strong meridians all appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.
In Dantian.
A broken sword stood quietly there, and around the broken sword, five swords slowly rotated.
A trace of spiritual energy entered it, and sword energy circled around it.
"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
Mo Wentian directly activated the Divine Art, and a suction force three or four times stronger than at the beginning came from Mo Wentian's body.
The surrounding spiritual energy was directly robbed by Mo Wentian.
"What a domineering spiritual energy plundering speed!"
Mo Wentian took a breath of cold air. The speed at which he was absorbing spiritual energy was definitely beyond that of ordinary sixth-level spiritual roots!
In other words, Mo Wentian is now almost as talented as Mo Qingcheng!
"This is just swallowing a fifth-level spiritual root. If it swallows a sixth-level or seventh-level spiritual root... wouldn't it be..."
Mo Wentian's eyes were full of enthusiasm, his spiritual roots were devouring the sky, such spiritual roots were against the heavens!
An afternoon was spent practicing.
In the evening, Mo Wentian woke up from practice and felt the sword energy slowly circulating in his body. The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly.
One afternoon.
Mo Wentian condensed two Jianxuan again!
There are only two left, and Mo Wentian can truly step into the first level of gathering spirits. When the time comes, with his heaven-defying sword, it will be comparable to the average fifth level of gathering spirits!
"Young Master, this is something sent by the chief steward of the City Lord's Mansion. He said it was for you!"
At dinner, Qingyu handed Mo Wentian a small box.
"For me?"
Mo Wentian paused for a moment, then opened it directly. In the box, there was a small jade bottle and a golden ticket!
"Five spirit-gathering pills!"
Mo Wentian paused slightly.
You know, what he exposed was a first-class spiritual root.
Sword cultivators with first-class spiritual roots and below the third level of soul-gathering can only receive one soul-gathering pill in the city lord's mansion every month!
But there are five of them in the jade bottle!
"What else did he say?"
Mo Wentian put away his things and asked in a deep voice.
"What else did you say?"
Mo Qingyu touched her head, then stuck out her tongue and said, "Master, the chief steward also said that you can return to Wentian Pavilion when you reach the fifth level of spirit gathering or above!"
"Wentian Pavilion..."
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed. Wentian Pavilion was a small courtyard given to him by the city lord himself, but since he...
"It seems that this great elder values me very much!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, it was impossible for his exposed first-class spiritual roots to attract the attention of the city lord.
The only possibility is this great elder!
The Great Elder is a swordsman in the Lijian realm and is extremely sensitive to sword energy. Although the sword energy in Mo Wentian's body is hidden very deep!
But Mo Wentian's cultivation is limited after all. Even if the old man can't see the sword energy, he will definitely be suspicious!
"That's good. With the great elder taking care of me, I'll be saved a lot of trouble!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he immediately picked up the golden tickets and handed them to Qingwu: "Take these golden tickets, I want to go out!"
"Master, do you want to leave the City Lord's Mansion?"
Qingyu said with a shocked face.
"Uh-huh!"
Mo Wentian nodded.
Defeating Lin Xiao is just the beginning. What he wants to take is the path of the Great Emperor.
He had rich fighting experience in his previous life, but in this life...
What's more, Mo Wentian discovered that the amount of spiritual energy he needed to improve his cultivation was really terrifying!
These five spirit-gathering pills can allow him to condense the next two Jianxuan at most!
And if you want to go from the first level of gathering spirit to the second level of gathering spirit, the spiritual energy required in the middle is at least ten times that of the first level of gathering spirit!
"Master..."
Mo Qingyu's eyes were full of worry. He wanted to ask the young master to stay, but he saw Mo Wentian's firm eyes.
Mo Qingyu said no more!
"When will the young master leave?"
Qingyu lowered her head and asked.
"night!"
Mo Wentian said in a deep voice.
"So fast?"
Qingyu was slightly startled. At night, wouldn't it mean that he would be leaving soon
"Uh-huh!"
Mo Wentian nodded indifferently. He was eager to improve his cultivation. Of course, the sooner the better!
"Then young master, please be safe..."
There was a touch of moisture in Qingyu's eyes.
The meal passed quickly, and after a brief tidying up, Mo Wentian turned around and disappeared into the city lord's mansion.
Mo Wentian just left.
An extremely vicious voice came from Lin Yu's small courtyard in the city lord's mansion.
"Mo Wentian, if you kill my son, my future will be ruined. I, Lin Yu, will not be a human unless I kill you!"
The shocking resentment disappeared into the city lord's mansion.
at the same time.
In an exquisite courtyard of the city lord's palace, a delicate body was practicing cross-legged, and then a voice suddenly came.
"Second Miss, Mo Wentian has left the City Lord's Mansion. We have passed this news to Lin Yu. You see..."
"He dares to leave the City Lord's Mansion!"
Opening his eyes, Mo Qingcheng's eyes were filled with coldness, and then he smiled with a trembling voice: "Giggle... You did a good job. If Lin Yu takes action, he will be dead this time!"
"A first-class spiritual root dares to humiliate me, Mo Qingcheng. You really don't know how to live or die..."
Mo Qingcheng's eyes were filled with coldness!
Mo Wentian's words, "You are not qualified to be my rival, crushed her pride as a genius."
Mo Wentian's words, "You are not qualified to be my woman, crushed her pride as a woman."
How could Mo Qingcheng endure this!
There was an undercurrent in the City Lord's Mansion, and in Dongjian City, Mo Wentian came to Tianya Hai Pavilion again.
"welcome!"
Two sweet voices sounded, and Mo Wentian walked directly into the Hai Pavilion.
"Master Wentian!"
Seeing Mo Wentian, the housekeeper who followed Hu Meier last time quickly came to greet her.
"Master Wentian, what do you need when you come today?"
The butler greeted with a smile.
"I want a dagger, a dagger that can carry sword energy, and I also want a sword. There is no requirement for the material, but it's better to be heavier!"
Mo Wentian looked at the man and said calmly.