It was already evening when Mo Wen returned to the restaurant, but when he walked into the small courtyard where he stayed, Da Hui's angry roar came from the animal pen in the backyard. Mo Wen frowned and quickly moved towards the backyard.
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In the backyard, a golden sword picture about three feet long was suspended in the air. Below, Da Hui was trapped by a sword array composed of six swords. Each of the six spiritual swords spit out a yellow sword light to form a regular hexagonal light cage.
The big gray is tightly bound in a small space, no matter how it roars and bites, it can't do anything to the light screen in front of it, and can only roar angrily at the instigator outside the light screen.
There were three spirit sword masters outside the sword formation. The person in charge of the sword formation was an old man who was in the early stage of Jian Gang. Not far away, a young man and woman stood cuddled together, watching with interest the old man's actions and their cultivation.
They are both not high, one is in the late stage of Jianmai and the other is in the early stage of Jianmai.
"Senior brother, this thunder-winged gold-swallowing beast is so powerful. I really want to sit on it and try it." The young woman said with charming eyes and a sweet voice.
"Don't worry, junior sister, we can ride this beast to play freely in Qingyang Mountain later." The young man said proudly, putting one hand around the woman's waist and gently stroking it.
The young woman murmured softly, her expression became more charming, her watery eyes almost dripped with water, and her body pressed closer to the young man, almost sticking to him.
"Beast! Still not surrendering?"
The old man in the early stage of Jian Gang over there shouted violently, the sword formula in his hand changed, and the sword formation turned, the light cage immediately shrank inward, slowly squeezing towards the big gray.
Da Hui let out a low groan of pain, his eyes showed a crazy look, and the thunder horns between his eyebrows began to slowly light up.
"Sir, please step back for now. This beast is going to release Geng Jin Lei Sha for its final struggle." The old man shouted lowly, and the six swords of the sword array buzzed at the same time, spitting out more intense sword light, and the hexagonal light enveloped him.
More than doubled the reinforcement.
The thunder horn on the gray forehead had made final preparations for charging, and was about to spit out thunder, but suddenly a joyful light appeared in his eyes, and the destructive power bred by the thunder horn quickly dissipated.
"What's going on?"
The old man was obviously stunned, but then, a piece of light cyan crystal suddenly came out of the air and crashed into the six swords. Then it was like a screw suddenly falling into a high-load precision machine.
In the transmission area, the smooth operation immediately collapsed. The six swords shook violently, and then with a bang, the spiritual light exploded from the center. The six swords scattered in all directions, blasting six large holes in the surrounding tall courtyard walls.
Zhang Jiantu also seemed to be drunk, shaking twice and falling down.
"What?"
The old man had a look of horror on his face. He, who was in charge of the sword formation, certainly knew what was going on. The light blue crystal that suddenly flew over was a first-level wood attribute spiritual stone, but what made people frightened was that this spiritual stone
The stone actually inserted itself into the movement of the spiritual power of the Liuhe Spirit Locking Sword Formation, instantly destroying the stability of the spiritual power of the Liuhe Spirit Locking Sword Formation! What a terrifying method is this?
The sword array collapsed, and the light cage that restrained Da Hui naturally dissipated. The freed Da Hui roared excitedly and rushed toward the old man, and a fierce wind swept through the entire small courtyard.
"Beast! Get away!"
After all, the old man was a spiritual swordsman in the Jian Gang realm. He roared angrily and slashed at Da Hui with a ray of sword light.
Although Da Hui's body was huge, it was not bulky at all. His wings vibrated the five-element golden spirit in the air, and he nimbly dodged to one side, but he also distanced himself from the old man.
Boom!
The old man's sword light directly destroyed the opposite courtyard wall, and then continued to destroy several courtyard walls in succession, leaving a ferocious sword mark extending a hundred feet away.
"Asshole! What good thing did that idiot do?"
"I'll smash his ass!"
Figures crawled out of the ruins one after another, shouting curses, and they were all obviously residents of this restaurant.
However, when these people came to ask for justice aggressively and saw the old man holding the sword, they immediately stopped and fled at a faster speed, joking and seeking justice from the strong Jian Gang man. They had not lived enough.
After being forced back by the old man, Dahui did not attack again, but pounced on a figure that had just appeared in the small courtyard and was shrouded in black robes.
In front of this man in black robe, the majestic and majestic Da Hui was as docile as a domestic kitten. He rubbed his big head against the man in black robe to please him, and then glared viciously at the old man Jian Gang and the young man and woman.
, seems to be complaining to the owner that these people are bullying it.
The old man Jian Gang's pupils contracted and he stared closely at the man in black robe who suddenly appeared. With his early cultivation level of Jian Gang, he was unable to see through the man. He could only feel that the man seemed to be covered with a layer of pure earth spirit.
force.
"Are you the owner of this thunder-winged gold-swallowing beast?" The young man on the side spoke, with a look of arrogance on his face. He was not at all embarrassed about grabbing someone else's demon pet.
Mo Wen glanced at him lightly and stroked Da Hui's head to calm down the restless Da Hui.
"You set a price, and I, the thunder-winged gold-swallowing beast, have taken a liking to you," the young man said sarcastically.
"Get out!" A cold note floated out from under the black robe.
The young man was startled, and then his face turned from white to green: "Do you know who I am?"
Mo Wen said in a hoarse voice: "I don't need to know who you are, disappear from my eyes immediately, otherwise I may change my mind at any time."
The young man's face was almost the color of pig's liver. Since he left the Sword Sect, no matter where he went, those spirit sword masters who knew his identity had to treat him respectfully and with a 120,000-point smile.
"You are looking for death! Jiang Li, kill him!" the young man shouted with a distorted face.
The old man Jian Gang showed hesitation: "Sir, fighting is prohibited in Yi City. We have violated the rules just now. If we go too far..."
"Shut up! Isn't he just Yi Shi from the second-level Sword Sect organization? I just demolished it, who dares to say anything? Kill him immediately!" The young man's eyes were blood red and he had lost his mind.
The old man Jian Gang had no choice but to look at Mo Wen solemnly, and then stabbed out slowly with his sword. The sword light was not too strong, and he obviously wanted to test it first.
An earth-yellow sword light pierced Mo Wen's chest. After entering a three-foot radius of Mo Wen, the straight sword light suddenly twisted, as if it was suddenly under tremendous pressure, and its speed also slowed down. Mo Wen raised his right hand under the black robe.
, pointed on the sword light.
Bang!
The earthy yellow sword light turned directly into stars and dispersed in the air.
"Chongyuan Domain!" The old man Jian Gang changed his color completely and said in a voiceless voice: "You are a member of the Xuan Chong Sword Sect!"
Not far away in an attic, a middle-aged man showed a strange look in his eyes: "Xuanzhong Sword Sect?"
Then he turned to an old man standing beside him and said, "Go and prepare two generous gifts."
"Yes, the host." The old man bowed and bowed, then left.
The old man Jian Gang had already put away his thoughts about fighting. Judging from the Chongyuan Domain created by the opponent, he was at least in the middle Jian Gang cultivation level or above. He had no chance of winning at all. He hugged Mo Wen and said, "It turns out that the swordsman is Xuan Gang."
Friends of the Epee Sword Sect, we are from the Wuwei Sword Sect of Yunling Prefecture, and my son is the great-great-grandson of Supreme Elder Sikong, so please forgive me for any offense."
Wuwei Sword Sect? Mo Wen raised his head and glanced at the young man. Zhou Qingshu's flamboyant figure overlapped with that of the other man. Except for their different appearance, the other parts really looked like they were carved from the same mold. Wuwei, Wuwei, emphasizes no desires and no pursuits, and the four elements are empty.
, but the actions of these disciples have nothing to do with Wuwei.
Thinking of Zhou Qingshu, Mo Wen inevitably thought of that beautiful white figure. This former first love only had a faint blurry shadow left in his heart, and it no longer caused any waves.
"Hahahaha, the two swordsmen are really enjoying themselves. They are here to compete with each other in swordsmanship." A loud laugh came from a distance, and then a figure fell into the yard. It was the middle-aged man who was in the attic just now.
However, it is said that he is a man, just in appearance, and his actual age is unknown, because this man is also a spiritual sword master in the early stage of Jian Gang.
The arrival of this person undoubtedly diluted the tense atmosphere in the field, and that sentence also gave both parties a common step.
The old Jian Gang man was not one to be pretentious, so he immediately yelled: "It turns out to be Mr. Li. When I saw this fellow swordsman, I was so excited that I couldn't help but spar with each other, but so many items were damaged. I'm really sorry, everything."
The losses will be compensated for later.”
Although he said this, his eyes were fixed on Mo Wen. If the other party did not take the step, there was nothing he could do. However, the man in black robe stood there quietly without saying a word, seeming to acquiesce.
Let him breathe a sigh of relief.
"Where is it? It is my honor, Mr. Li, that you two can compete in the art of swordsmanship in our building. The slight damage is not worth mentioning." Host Li waved his hand indifferently and looked at the young man aside: "Is this Mr. Sikong?
Sure enough, a young hero."
Then he looked at Mo Wen: "I didn't expect that you come from the Xuanzhong Sword Sect. I admire your sect very much, but I haven't had the opportunity to meet you. Today, when I see you, your elegance is indeed well-deserved."
After saying the polite words, Host Li changed his tone and said: "You two came to our building, but I, the host, did not greet you. I feel guilty in my heart. I have specially prepared two small gifts. I hope you will accept them without hesitation."
An old man came in carrying a plate and stood next to Mr. Li.
Host Li stretched out his hand and peeled off the red silk on the plate, revealing two first-order low-grade sword pouches.
"There are a thousand spiritual stones in each sword pouch here. The gifts are not many, but they represent my feelings. Please accept them."
The young man's face was ashen, and he pursed his lips tightly without saying a word, but the charming-looking woman quit, and still couldn't tell the situation, hugging the young man's arm and saying, "Brother, how can you let that guy go? You
He also promised me to ride on the Thunder-Winged Gold-Swallowing Beast to tour the mountains and rivers."
The woman's bulging breasts rubbed against the young man's arm, but the young man had no mood at all. He only felt more depressed in his heart. Jiang Li had just sent a message to him. The cultivation level of the man in black robes in front of him was at least the middle stage of Jian Gang. They were not capable of it now.
He had to swallow his breath. It was just that the woman clearly couldn't see the situation clearly, and her unrelenting persistence aroused the evil fire in his heart.
Snap!
He broke away from the woman and slapped her across the face: "You bitch! I thought you were smart and wanted to give you some face, but you slapped your nose on your face. Get out! Disappear from my eyes immediately!"
The woman was stunned for a moment. She was indeed a little carried away by the young man's sweet words. Looking at the gap between them, she suddenly woke up. In the eyes of the other party, she was just a plaything. Once the owner got tired of it, she could throw it away at any time.
Thinking of the tasks assigned by her master, the woman's heart was suddenly filled with fear.
The woman knelt on the ground with a pop, hugged the young man's legs and cried: "Master, I know my mistake! Please don't drive me away! Please..."
He kept kowtowing, and his smooth forehead soon turned red.
Her crying made the young man even more irritated. He raised his hand and pressed it on the woman's head. Sword energy spurted out, and the woman's head collapsed instantly. Her body swayed and she fell softly to the ground.
This episode did not affect Jiang Li and Mr. Li, they just glanced at the corpse on the ground.
"Thank you, Mr. Li, for your kindness. We'll accept it." Jiang Li picked up one of the sword pouches and put it into his own.
The old man walked up to Mo Wen carrying the plate. Mo Wen was silent for a moment, then raised his right hand under the black robe and picked up the sword pouch.
Host Li, who had been paying attention to Mo Wen, narrowed his pupils slightly. Under the lifted black robe, an empty sleeve waved. Although it quickly dropped down, Host Li was sure that there was no arm there!
With a calm expression on his face, Host Li laughed and said: "It's my honor for Li to meet you all today. All expenses incurred by you in my Yingxian Building are free of charge. As long as you don't mind the coldness of the building, you can stay there for as long as you like."
how long."
A conflict was easily eliminated by Host Li.
Jiang Li and the young man returned to their courtyard. The young man turned a rockery next to him into powder with a fierce finger: "Asshole! You sent me away with a thousand spiritual stones. Do you think I am a beggar?"
Jiang Li lowered his eyebrows: "Sir, Mr. Li is just a small figure in the early stage of Jian Gang. He can only get it because he has property in Yi City."
"Huh! He's getting an advantage." The young man said bitterly.
Jiang Li continued: "Then Mr. Li is a local gangster here. It's not easy for us to get into trouble by borrowing the road here. Moreover, this person has some skills. He didn't stand out at first. When he saw things turning around, he immediately intervened and resolved a conflict with a few words.
, both sides are flattered by him and can’t fault him at all. If this person were to become the number one figure in our Wuwei Sword Sect.”
The young man stopped talking about landlord Li and brought the topic to Mo Wen: "Is that guy in black really that troublesome?"
A trace of shame appeared on Jiang Li's face: "Young master, I'm sorry, I can't see this person's strength, but the method of twisting the sword light in the end is very similar to the Chongyuan Domain of the Xuan Chong Sword Sect."
"Huh, what a bad luck." The young man snorted angrily: "We will be on our way after the auction is over. After sending the invitation to the Lingyu Sword Sect, we will return to the sect."
It's the same attic.
"Master, they have all returned to their respective residences." The old man walked in and reported respectfully.
Host Li nodded: "Go and investigate the Spirit Sword Master named Wen to see if there are any inner elders or true disciples of the Xuan Chong Sword Sect operating in Yunwu Mountain recently. I always feel that there is something wrong with him."
"Yes, the host." The old man stepped back respectfully again.
When Mo Wen returned to his residence, he immediately started trying to make alchemy.
The alchemy furnace is a first-level low-grade alchemy furnace that he bought from the central square. Generally, the lower the quality of the alchemy furnace, the lower the success rate and elixir-making rate of refining elixirs. However, the Shuiyan alchemy formula does not have high requirements for the alchemy furnace.
High, the alchemy furnace only functions as a vehicle to a large extent. Of course, if the alchemy furnace is of high quality, the process of refining alchemy will definitely be much easier.
The inability of spiritual consciousness to leave the body is a big problem, but Mo Wen has Om Secret Sound and Yanxing Divine Forbidden, the power of the mind is powerful, and the spiritual sense is extremely sharp, which makes up for this shortcoming.
The first batch of finished pills did not take Mo Wen long. What he refined was Shengyun Pill, a first-level low-grade elixir recorded in the jade slips. It was also the exclusive elixir of the ancient Shuiyun Sword Sect. It was aimed at cultivation.
The Sword Meridian Stage Spiritual Sword Master of Water Sword Technique is used to improve the cultivation of sword energy, and the effect is 50% higher than the common energy nourishing pills today.
The biggest advantage of the Shui Yan Alchemy Technique is that there is no failure, and the number of elixirs is determined only based on proficiency. Mo Wen only condensed three elixirs in the first furnace, and 90% of the elixirs were turned into waste.
He casually put the three Shengyun Pills into the jade bottle, and Mo Wen continued to refine the second batch of medicinal materials.
This time the success rate has improved, and five pills were refined.
Then came the third, fourth...
Along with the refining, Mo Wen also gradually figured out the rules and techniques of Shuiyan alchemy. When the sun rose on the second day, the tenth batch of medicinal materials he refined successfully produced 29 pills! There was almost no waste of medicinal power.
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This kind of elixir-making rate is enough to frighten people, and this is Mo Wen's first time trying to make elixirs. If the alchemists in the sect knew about it, they would probably want to hang themselves.
In fact, the difficulty in refining alchemy is the requirement for the power of the mind, because it requires extremely high mental power to channelize and regulate the various medicinal powers of the elixirs in the alchemy furnace.
, experienced the baptism of residual spirits and other factors combined to create this inhuman existence like Mowen.
In the attic, Landlord Li listened to the old man's report with a solemn expression.
"The villain specially went to Baixiao Pavilion to buy information. There are only five disciples of the Xuanzhong Sword Sect operating in Wulingzhou, but judging from the specific location of their activities, it is impossible for them to appear here. Therefore, the villain specially investigated
As for this person’s whereabouts, we found that he did not leave any records anywhere, as if he appeared out of thin air.”
"Did he appear out of thin air?" Mr. Li narrowed his eyes: "There is no such thing as a person appearing out of thin air in this world. You continue to investigate this person and see if it is possible to determine his whereabouts. Find a few more clever disciples and keep an eye on him.
Stay with him and report any unusual behavior to me."
After the old man retreated, Host Li looked at the clouds outside the attic and murmured to himself: "I hope my guess is correct. If you are really the person the Spiritual Desire Sword Sect is looking for, don't blame me..." dd