Chapter 4 Practicing Sword Under the Waterfall

"Eight Gathering Pills, it should be almost enough!"

Thinking of this, Mo Wentian suddenly took a step forward, and said with a sinister smile, "I don't know what's going on with the two of you entering Tianyahai Pavilion?"

"What do you do in Tianyahai Pavilion?"

The two of them looked at Mo Wentian with an idiot expression on their faces, and then said proudly: "We are now sword cultivators, so entering Tianyahai Pavilion is naturally a way to buy spirit-gathering pills!"

"Hahaha...Ziyun, what are you talking to this trash, he doesn't even have a spiritual root, so of course he doesn't know what a gathering spirit pill is?"

Mo Qingyun also laughed out loud.

"I don't know what Gathering Pill is?"

Mo Wentian smiled wickedly, looking at the two people who were smug, the light in Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a sharp breath spread from Mo Wentian's body.

"Since you are here to buy the Spirit Gathering Pill, then hand over the Spirit Gathering Pill today!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely cold.

"Hand over the Gathering Pill?"

The two were stunned for a while, feeling the fierce aura on Mo Wentian's body, they couldn't help but feel a bad premonition in their hearts.

But thinking that Mo Wentian didn't have spiritual roots, the two immediately burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha... how dare a trash ask us for a spirit gathering pill!"

"I really don't know how to live or die!"

There were mocking smiles in the eyes of the two, but the next moment, the eyes of the two suddenly froze in the scene.

All I saw was a huge fist that just fell down like this.

"bump!"

Both of them were thrown into the air. The huge force caused them to fly upside down from Tianyahai Pavilion.

The people around looked at Mo Wentian dumbfounded.

This trash has such great power?

"Do you dare to attack us?"

Mo Ziyun looked at Mo Wentian with anger in his eyes, but the next moment, Mo Wentian walked towards him as if nothing had happened.

He took off the soles of his shoes and greeted Mo Ziyun's face.

"Papa papa..."

"I call you arrogant, you are arrogant..."

"Who the hell told you that I asked you to get the Spirit Gathering Pill? This is a robbery, do you know that?"

"Aren't you a second-class spirit root? You attack me!"

...

As if they were reckless men in the mountains, Mo Wentian's smoking was a pleasure, every time the soles of their shoes went down, a footprint would be left on the faces of the two of them.

After more than a dozen soles came down, the two of them had turned into pig heads!

"Hand over both the Juling Pill and the gold coins!"

Mo Wentian looked at the two of them and said coldly.

"Give it up, stop calling, I'm willing to give..."

The two were so drawn by Mo Wentian that they couldn't tell the north from the south, so they directly took out two jade bottles from their arms and handed them to Mo Wentian, followed by a bag of gold coins!

"One hundred and thirty-seven gold coins, how do you have so many gold coins?"

After taking a look at the bag, Mo Wentian asked with a cold face.

"Master Wentian, this is Lin Xiao who asked us to buy the Spirit Gathering Pill..."

The two looked at Mo Wentian pitifully, they were only second-class spirit roots, and their monthly subsidy was only a few gold coins, so what money would they have to buy Juling Pill.

The gold coins in this bag were given to them by Lin Xiao.

"Lin Xiao's?"

Mo Wentian grinned, and then said:

"Since it is Lin Xiao who respects this young master, then I will not be impolite. You go back and tell Lin Xiao to wash it up after three days, so as not to die in an unseemly way!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The two quickly agreed.

"roll……"

Mo Wentian said with a cold light in his eyes.

"Let's go, let's go..."

The two got up from the ground and quickly disappeared in front of Tianyahai Pavilion.

When the people around saw Mo Ziyun leaving, they looked at Mo Wentian in astonishment.

This fight is really...

"The first level of Juling is too weak. Although I have only formed a Jianxuan now, my strength is comparable to the third level of Juling!"

Mo Wentian murmured to himself, and with a dodge, entered the Tianyahai Pavilion.

"Ask Tian Gongzi what do you need?"

Just as Mo Wentian entered the Tianyahai Pavilion, a soft voice came out, and then a beautiful face appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"I want Gathering Spirit Pill!"

Mo Wentian looked at the woman and said indifferently.

"Spirit Gathering Pill!"

There was a flash of light in the woman's eyes, and then she said with a smile: "Master Wentian wants to gather spirit pills, it seems that he has become a real sword cultivator, Meier is here to congratulate Mr. Wentian!"

"Do you still need to check your household registration when you buy things in Tianyahaige?"

Mo Wentian raised his head, with a hint of impatience in his eyes, Hu Meier was slightly stunned by that indifferent look.

Could it be that she looks ugly!

"Master Ask Tian, ​​wait a moment, I'll ask someone to get the spirit-gathering pill. The spirit-gathering pill costs 30 gold coins each. I don't know how many pieces you want, Lord Tian?"

Hu Meier looked at Mo Wentian and said softly.

"Thirty gold coins each!"

Mo Wentian paused slightly, this price was already the base price of Juling Pill, and then said: "Give me eight pieces!"

"Ask Tiangong to wait a moment!"

Hu Meier smiled lightly, and a moment later, a servant came up with a jade bottle, and there were ten spirit-gathering pills in the jade bottle!

"I only want eight..."

Mo Wentian frowned.

"Hehehe... Mr. Wentian is too worried. This is the first time Mr. Wentian is here. We in Tianyahai Pavilion are willing to make friends with Mr. Wentian. The extra two coins are for Mr. Wentian!"

As she said that, Hu Meier's charming face turned rosy, and her watery eyes cast a big wink at Mo Wentian.

But reply to Hu Meier.

but a cold word

"This is two hundred and forty gold coins!"

Two bags fell heavily on the table, holding the jade bottle, Mo Wentian turned and left.

But he didn't see Hu Mei'er, whose eyes were already angry!

"Miss, this kid doesn't even have spiritual roots, why would you spend two spirit gathering pills to win him over!"

As soon as Mo Wentian left, an old man walked up to Hu Meier and said with disdain.

"What do you know!"

Seeing the old man, Hu Meier's expression changed drastically, an incomparably fierce aura spread from Hu Meier's body, looking at the disappearing figure of Mo Wentian.

Hu Meier said indifferently: "What's the use of buying spirit-gathering pills if you don't have spiritual roots? This kid will fly two warriors of the first level of spirit-gathering with one punch. I'm afraid he has already stepped into the realm of spirit-gathering!"

"He has already gathered his spirit? How is this possible? Doesn't he have no spiritual roots..."

"Anything can happen in this world, but you haven't seen it..."

...

In the city lord's mansion.

Mo Wentian returned to the small courtyard and re-entered the practice. At night, Mo Wentian went directly to practice swords under the Fenglei Waterfall in the back mountain!

As a swordsman, Mo Wentian knew very well that a strong physique is the foundation of a swordsman!

Under the waterfall, Mo Wentian sat cross-legged with his arms bare. Streams of water passed through hundreds of meters of space and hit Mo Wentian's back.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Mo Wentian returned to the shore with a tired face. While running the magic formula, Mo Wentian tempered his body with spiritual energy.

"This body is really too weak. The 100-meter waterfall must last for at least an hour before I can fully condense the nine swords!"

Mo Wentian opened his eyes, a dazzling sword light flashed across his eyes!