After these three months of training, Mo Wentian's strength has increased several times again.
Even if he encounters a fifth-level sword soul expert again, Mo Wentian is not afraid at all now!
Now, although he is not a swordsman, he has stronger power than the swordsman.
"Tianhu..."
As if he had discovered something, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly fell on Tianhu.
"You're out of seclusion!"
It wasn't until Mo Wentian's aura disappeared that Tianhu's face turned slightly rosy, but when he looked at Mo Wentian, Tianhu still had some palpitations in his eyes.
"How far have you mastered the Nine Heavens Divine Fox Art?"
Looking at Tianhu, Mo Wentian asked coldly.
"The pinnacle of the third level!"
Tianhu whispered.
"Only the peak of the third level!"
There was some dissatisfaction in Mo Wentian's eyes. It was originally estimated that Tianhu could reach the peak of cultivation in one month, and three months would be enough to recover to the fourth level.
But in fact, Mo Wentian didn't know that while he was practicing during this period, it was impossible for Tianhu to practice at all.
"Take care of yourself and come with me to the Immortal Sword Sect in three days!"
Looking at Tianhu, Mo Wentian said coldly.
Although he is only at the peak of the third level, Tianhu's current combat power is definitely comparable to that of a swordsman in the ninth level of the statue. With Tianhu around, Mo Wentian's personal safety is undoubtedly much safer.
"yes!"
Tianhu said respectfully.
"By the way, where's the little dragon?"
Mo Wentian suddenly asked as if he remembered something.
"Little Jiao?"
As if he remembered something, Tianhu had a strange look on his face.
"What's up with him?"
Mo Wentian's expression changed.
"Where!"
Tianhu's finger landed on a corner not far away.
I saw a little snake, sleeping.
"I can sleep so well!"
Mo Wentian couldn't help grinning, and then he seemed to have discovered something. Mo Wentian's expression suddenly changed, and he asked coldly: "How long has the little Jiao been asleep?"
"Two months!"
Tianhu said softly.
"Fuck..."
Mo Wentian couldn't help but swear. He had been sleeping for two months. This little guy wouldn't have eaten the Demon Holy Pill!
Just when Mo Wentian was about to check it out.
The surrounding spiritual energy suddenly and quickly gathered towards the little dragon, and the aura on the little dragon's body also began to grow rapidly.
Intermediate level three, late level three...
It rushed directly to the third level peak.
And it’s still increasing.
"Taking the Demon Holy Pill before reaching the third level peak is simply asking for death!"
Mo Wentian's face was extremely ugly, but there was nothing he could do. After two months, the power of the Demonic Holy Pill had probably been completely integrated into the little dragon's flesh and blood.
"Ouch..."
The little Jiao finally woke up and opened a pair of small eyes, full of pain.
"How are you now, little one?"
Mo Wentian asked quickly.
"Boss, I'm going to die, oooh..."
Xiao Jiao's voice, full of pain, sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"You're just seeking death!"
Mo Wentian couldn't help but curse, but he felt a little anxious in his heart. Although this little guy was a little playful, if he died like this, wouldn't it be...
"Ouch..."
The little dragon's body suddenly began to grow. In a moment, it became more than ten meters tall, and its round body was like a ball.
"This guy… "
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with anxiety.
"Ouch..."
The little dragon rolled crazily in the cave, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered crazily towards the little dragon.
"We can't let spiritual energy enter his body anymore!"
Mo Wentian gritted his teeth and said coldly to Tianhu: "You and I will run our skills and pass all the spiritual energy around us!"
"Use your skills to plunder!"
Tianhu's face was full of astonishment, but when he thought of the scene when Mo Wentian was practicing, Tianhu quickly sat down cross-legged, the Nine Heavens Divine Fox Technique was running, and the surrounding aura quickly gathered towards Tianhu.
"That's not enough!"
Mo Wentian also sat down cross-legged.
"Heaven-Devouring Divine Technique, run it for me!"
"Buzz buzz..."
The four statues lit up instantly, and the next moment, countless spiritual energy gathered crazily towards Mo Wentian.
"Boss, thank you!"
A faint voice came, and the spiritual energy that was originally gathered towards Xiaojiao quickly entered Mo Wentian's body.
"What the hell, I can't advance now!"
Mo Wentian was a little helpless.
Two months ago, he reached the peak level of a swordsman. Although he has not improved his cultivation level in the past two months, he has reached the peak level of a swordsman. If he continues to absorb spiritual energy, then I'm afraid...
"If you advance, advance!"
Gritting his teeth, Mo Wentian continued to absorb spiritual energy.
"Buzz buzz..."
Within Mo Wentian's body, the four statues were absorbing spiritual energy crazily, especially the Qinglong statue, which absorbed as much spiritual energy as the other three statues combined!
"Buzz buzz..."
Just when Mo Wentian's cultivation reached the critical point of a swordsman, the broken sword moved again!
"Roar… "
There seemed to be a roar coming from the broken sword, and all the spiritual energy in Mo Wentian's dantian was swept away by the broken sword.
"So fast?"
Mo Wentian looked stunned, the speed of absorbing spiritual energy was too fast!
Look towards Can Jian.
I saw the broken sword standing there quietly, as if nothing had changed.
The only change.
That is, this broken sword has become smoother, not as rusty as it was at the beginning!
"I don't know where this broken sword came from. The speed at which it absorbs spiritual energy is..."
Mo Wentian took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.
"Boss, I have become a level three peak monster..."
At this moment, Xiaojiao's excited voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"roll… "
"Snapped… "
Seeing the little dragon rushing toward him excitedly, Mo Wentian slapped him forward, causing the little dragon's body to fly backwards in a mess.
"Little guy, if you dare to do this next time, I will stew you directly..."
Mo Wentian's eyes were full of anger.
If he hadn't had the Heaven-Devouring God Art, this little guy would probably...
He's going to explode and die!
"Boss, if you want to take her to the Fairy Sword Sect, I will also..."
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian with a little aggrieved eyes.
When he first met Mo Wentian, he could still help him a little, but as Mo Wentian's cultivation level got higher and higher, his role became smaller and smaller.
Hearing that Mo Wentian was going to take Tianhu into the Fairy Sword Sect, Xiaojiao...
Naturally, they are not far behind.
"It turns out you want to enter the Immortal Sword Gate!"
Mo Wentian had a wry smile on his face. In fact, he really didn't want to take Xiaojiao with him this time.
Although the little dragon is different from other monsters, its strength...
It’s no longer enough!
"Little guy, follow me to the Immortal Sword Sect in three days!"
Seeing the aggrieved look on Xiaojiao's face, Mo Wentian laughed and cursed.
"Ouch...thank you, boss!"
The little dragon roared loudly and rushed towards Mo Wentian with excitement on his face.
"Walk!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian and Tianhu disappeared into their spiritual veins.
Mo's home.
"The head of the family is back..."
With Mo Wentian's return, the entire Mo family quickly became excited.
In the lobby of the Mo family.
"Let me tell you, the head of the family, in the past three months, my Mo family has seen seventeen swordsmen and one hundred and seventy-eight strong swordsmen appear again!"
Standing in front of Mo Wentian, Mo Yu said respectfully.
"Seventeen sword masters!"
Mo Wentian smiled slightly, and then said with a smile: "Everyone has been practicing hard, please go ahead and I, the disciples of the Mo family, will give each of my disciples ten high-grade spiritual stones!"
"Ten high-grade spiritual stones!"
The eyes of the Mo family disciples all lit up.
"Thank you, Master!"
One by one, the Mo family disciples knelt down quickly.
"By the way, Mo Yu, the disciples of my Mo family are only allowed to enter the Immortal Sword Sect. As for the other two sword sects..."
Mo Wentian smiled coldly, and then said indifferently: "Anyone who enters other sword sects will be expelled from the Mo family!"
"Yes, head of the family!"
Mo Yu quickly retreated. As for why Mo Wentian only allowed them to enter the Immortal Sword Sect, although these Mo family disciples were a little confused, they did not ask any more questions.
Even Mo Wentian has entered the Immortal Sword Sect, what else can they find fault with!