Chapter 9 Leaving the City Lord's Mansion

"Just wait!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the originally enthusiastic people became indifferent again.

It is impossible to enter the realm of Lijian with a first-class spiritual root!

"First class is already good!"

There was some disappointment in the old man's eyes, and he immediately smiled.

"Thank you!"

Mo Wentian cupped his hands slightly, then turned around and walked out of the martial arts arena, Mo Wentian just wanted to go back quickly.

Mo Wentian wanted to find out how far his spiritual root had been raised!

"It's a pity, if the spiritual root is above the third class, with his talent, there is still a chance to enter the three major sword gates, but the first class..."

The old man sighed.

"Old man Yu, first class is enough, at least it's better than no spiritual roots!"

The second elder laughed lightly.

"You're right, hahaha..."

The Great Elder laughed loudly, looking at Mo Wentian's leaving back, the Great Elder had a strange look in his 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 greeted him with surprise, but Mo Wentian didn't have time to pay attention to Qingyu.

Go straight into the room and sit cross-legged.

The mind enters the body.

The flow of qi and blood, the powerful meridians, all emerged in Mo Wentian's mind.

Dan Tianzhong.

A remnant sword stood there quietly, and around the remnant sword, five swords were slowly rotating.

A trace of spiritual energy entered it, and streams of sword energy circled around.

"God Devouring Art!"

Mo Wentian directly operated the magic formula, and a suction force three or four times stronger than the beginning came from Mo Wentian's body.

The surrounding spiritual energy was directly plundered by Mo Wentian.

"What a domineering spiritual energy plundering speed!"

Mo Wentian gasped, the speed at which he absorbed spiritual energy now definitely surpassed that of ordinary sixth-class spiritual roots!

That is to say, the current Mo Wentian, in terms of talent, is almost the same as Mo Qingcheng!

"It's just devouring a fifth-class spiritual root, if it swallows a sixth-class, seventh-class... wouldn't it be..."

Mo Wentian's eyes were full of fanaticism, his spiritual roots devoured the sky, what a heaven-defying spiritual root!

One afternoon, spent in practice.

In the evening, Mo Wentian woke up from his practice, and felt the sword energy slowly circulating in his body, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly.

one afternoon.

Mo Wentian condensed two swords again!

Only two away, Mo Wentian can really step into the first level of Juling, and by then, with his sky-defying Jianxuan, he can be comparable to the ordinary fifth level of Juling!

"Young Master, this is something from the Chief Steward of the City Lord's Mansion, and 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.

A sword cultivator with a first-class spiritual root and below the third level of gathering spirit can only receive one gathering spirit pill every month in the city lord's mansion!

But in this jade bottle, there are five pieces!

"What else did he say?"

Mo Wentian put away his things and asked in a deep voice.

"What else did you say?"

Mo Qingyu patted his head, then stuck out his tongue and said: "Master, the butler also said that you can return to the Wentian Pavilion after you have cultivated to the fifth level of Juling!"

"Ask Tiange..."

A light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes. The Wentian Pavilion was a small courtyard bestowed upon him by the city lord, but since he...

"It seems that this elder thinks highly of me!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, his exposed first-class spiritual roots could not possibly 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 he 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 this old man can't see the sword energy, he will definitely have doubts in his heart!

"That's good too, with the care of the Great Elder, it will save me a lot of trouble!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, then he picked up the golden tickets and handed them to Qingyu, "You take these golden tickets, I'm going out for a trip!"

"Master, are you leaving the City Lord's Mansion?"

Said softly with a face full of shock.

"Uh-huh!"

Mo Wentian nodded.

Defeating Lin Xiao is just the beginning, what he wants to walk is the road of the great emperor.

He had rich combat experience in his previous life, but in this life...

What's more, Mo Wentian discovered that the aura he needed to improve his cultivation was really terrifying!

These five Spirit Gathering Pills allowed him to condense the next two swords at most!

And if you want to go from the first level of Juling to the second level of Juling, the aura needed in the middle is at least ten times that of the first level of Juling!

"Master..."

Mo Qingyu's eyes were full of worry, he wanted to let the young master stay, but he saw Mo Wentian's firm eyes.

Mo Qingyu didn't speak any more!

"When will the young master leave?"

He lowered his head and asked softly.

"night!"

Mo Wentian said in a deep voice.

"So fast?"

Qingyu was slightly startled, at night, wouldn't she 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, pay attention to safety..."

There was a touch of moisture in Qingyu's eyes.

A meal passed quickly, and after a brief tidying up, Mo Wentian turned and disappeared into the City Lord's Mansion.

Mo Wentian just left.

In Lin Yu's small courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, came an extremely vicious voice.

"Mo Wentian, you kill my son and ruin my future. If I, Lin Yu, don't kill you, I swear I won't be human!"

The shocking resentment disappeared in the City Lord's Mansion.

at the same time.

In an exquisite small courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, a delicate body was practicing cross-legged, and then a voice came suddenly.

"Second Miss, Mo Wentian has left the City Lord's Mansion. We have passed the news to Lin Yu. Look..."

"He dared to leave the City Lord's Mansion!"

With his eyes open, Mo Qingcheng's eyes shone with coldness, and then he smiled tremblingly and said, "Giggle... You did a good job. With Lin Yu taking action, he is dead this time!"

"A first-class spiritual root, dare to humiliate me, Mo Qingcheng, I really don't know how to live or die..."

In Mo Qingcheng's eyes, the coldness was overwhelming!

Mo Wentian's sentence, you are not qualified to be my opponent, crushed her pride as a genius.

Mo Wentian's sentence, you are not qualified to be my woman, crushed her pride as a woman.

How could Mo Qingcheng endure this!

Undercurrents surged in the City Lord's Mansion, and in East Sword City, Mo Wentian once again came to the Tianyahai Pavilion.

"welcome!"

Two sweet voices sounded, and Mo Wentian walked directly into the sea pavilion.

"Ask Lord Tian!"

Seeing Mo Wentian, the housekeeper who followed Hu Meier last time hurried up to greet her.

"Ask Mr. Tian, ​​what do you need if you come today?"

The butler greeted him with a smile.

"I want a dagger, a dagger that can carry sword energy, and a sword. The material is not required, but it's better to be heavier!"

Mo Wentian looked at the man and said calmly.