Chapter 97: Little Jiao Advances

After these three months of training, the current Mo Wentian's strength has increased several times again.

Even if he meets the fifth level sword soul powerhouse again, Mo Wentian is not afraid at all now!

Now, although he is not a sword master, he has stronger power than a sword master.

"Sky Fox..."

Seeming to have discovered something, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly fell on Tianhu.

"You're out!"

It wasn't until the aura from Mo Wentian's body 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 cultivated your Nine Heavens God Fox Art?"

Looking at Tianhu, Mo Wentian asked in a cold voice.

"The pinnacle of the third floor!"

Tianhu whispered.

"Only the pinnacle of the third floor!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were somewhat dissatisfied. It was estimated that Tianhu would be able to cultivate to the peak in one month, and three months would be enough to recover to level four.

But in fact, Mo Wentian didn't know that during this period of time when he was practicing, it was impossible for Tianhu to practice.

"Clean up and follow me to the Immortal Sword Gate 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 absolutely comparable to that of a swordsman at the level of the ninth-level idol. With Tianhu around, Mo Wentian's personal safety is undoubtedly much safer.

"yes!"

Tianhu said respectfully.

"By the way, where's Xiaojiao?"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian asked suddenly.

"Little Jiao?"

Seems to have 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 in a corner not far away.

I saw a little snake, sleeping soundly.

"So sleepy!"

Mo Wentian couldn't help grinning, and then he seemed to realize something, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly changed, and he asked coldly, "How long has Xiaojiao been asleep?"

"Two months!"

Tianhu said softly.

"Fuck..."

Mo Wentian couldn't help but swear, he's been asleep for two months, this little guy won't eat the demon sage pill!

Just when Mo Wentian was going to check it out.

The aura around him suddenly gathered towards Xiao Jiao, and the aura on Xiao Jiao's body also began to grow rapidly.

The middle stage of the third level, the late stage of the third level...

Straight to the top of the third level.

And it's still increasing.

"Eating the Demon Saint Pill without reaching the peak of the third level is simply courting death!"

Mo Wentian's face was extremely ugly, but he couldn't do anything about it. After two months, the medicinal power of the demon sage pill might have been fully integrated into Xiaojiao's flesh and blood.

"Aww..."

Xiao Jiao finally regained consciousness, a pair of small eyes opened, and the eyes were full of pain.

"Little guy, how are you doing now?"

Mo Wentian asked hastily.

"Boss, I'm going to die, ouch..."

Xiaojiao's painful voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"You're just trying to die!"

Mo Wentian couldn't help scolding, but he felt a little anxious in his heart. Although this little guy was a bit playful, if he just died like this, wouldn't it be...

"Aww..."

Xiaojiao's body suddenly began to grow, and in a short while, it became more than ten meters long, and its round body was like a ball.

"This guy……"

Mo Wentian's eyes were full of anxiety.

"Aww..."

The little jiao rolled crazily in the cave, and the aura around him frantically gathered towards the little jiao.

"We can't let the spiritual energy enter his body again!"

Mo Wentian gritted his teeth, and said in a cold voice to Tianhu: "You and I will run the exercises and sweep all the aura around us!"

"Exercise exercises to plunder!"

Tianhu was full of astonishment, but when he thought of the scene of Mo Wentian's cultivation, Tianhu quickly sat down cross-legged, the Nine Heavens God Fox Art was running, and the surrounding spiritual energy quickly gathered towards Tianhu.

"That's not enough!"

Mo Wentian also did it cross-legged.

"God Devouring Art, give me a run!"

"Buzz..."

The four statues lit up in an instant, and in the next moment, countless auras frantically gathered towards Mo Wentian.

"Boss, thank you!"

A faint voice came, and the aura 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 did not improve his cultivation level in the past two months, he has also reached the peak level of a swordsman. If he continues to absorb spiritual energy, then I am afraid...

"Let's advance to the next level!"

Gritting his teeth, Mo Wentian continued to absorb spiritual energy.

"Buzz..."

In Mo Wentian's body, the four god statues absorbed aura crazily, especially the Qinglong statue, which absorbed aura comparable to the sum of the other three god statues!

"Buzz..."

Just when Mo Wentian's cultivation reached the critical point of being a swordsman, the broken sword moved again!

"Roar……"

There seemed to be a roar coming from the broken sword, and the spiritual energy in Mo Wentian's dantian was swept away by the broken sword.

"So fast?"

Mo Wentian was stunned, the speed at which he absorbed the spirit energy was too fast!

He looked towards Can Jian.

I saw Canjian standing there quietly, as if nothing had changed.

The only change.

That is the broken sword, it has become smoother, not as rusty as it was at the beginning!

"I don't know where this broken sword came from. The speed of absorbing spiritual energy is too..."

Mo Wentian took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

"Boss, I have become a third-level peak monster..."

At this moment, Xiaojiao's excited voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"roll……"

"Snapped……"

Seeing the excited Xiaojiao rushing towards him, Mo Wentian slapped him, and Xiaojiao's body flew out in embarrassment.

"Little guy, if you dare to do this next time, I will just stew you..."

Mo Wentian's eyes were full of anger.

If he hadn't possessed the Heaven Devouring Art, this little fellow might...

I'm going to explode and die!

"Boss, you want to take her to the Immortal Sword Gate, and I want to..."

Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian with aggrieved eyes.

When he met Mo Wentian just now, he could still help Mo Wentian, but as Mo Wentian's cultivation became higher and higher, his role became smaller and smaller.

Hearing that Mo Wentian was going to bring Tianhu into the Immortal Sword Gate, Xiaojiao...

Nature is not far behind.

"It turned out to be to enter the Immortal Sword Gate!"

Mo Wentian had a wry smile on his face. In fact, this time, he really didn't want to take Xiaojiao with him.

Although Xiaojiao is different from other monsters, his strength...

Not enough anymore!

"Little guy, follow me to Xianjianmen in three days!"

Seeing Xiao Jiao's face full of grievances, Mo Wentian cursed with a smile.

"Aww...thank you, boss!"

Xiaojiao let out a long roar, and rushed towards Mo Wentian with a face full of excitement.

"Walk!"

With a cold drink, the figures of Mo Wentian and Tianhu disappeared into the spiritual veins.

Mo family.

"The owner is back..."

Following Mo Wentian's return, the entire Mo family quickly boiled over.

In the hall of Mo's house.

"Let me tell the Patriarch, in the last three months in my Mo family, there have been seventeen sword masters and one hundred and seventy-eight strong swordsmen!"

Standing in front of Mo Wentian, Mo Yu said respectfully.

"Seventeen sword masters!"

Mo Wentian smiled slightly, and then said with a smile: "Everyone is still working hard in cultivation, please continue, my disciples of the Mo family will give each of them ten high-grade spirit stones!"

"Ten high-grade spirit stones!"

The eyes of the Mo family disciples lit up.

"Thank you Patriarch!"

The disciples of the Mo family quickly knelt down.

"By the way, Mo Yu, a disciple of my Mo family is only allowed to enter the Immortal Sword Gate, as for the other two major sword gates..."

Mo Wentian smiled coldly, and then said indifferently: "Whoever enters other sword gates will be expelled from the Mo family!"

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Mo Yu quickly retreated. As for why Mo Wentian only let them enter the Immortal Sword Gate, although these Mo family disciples were a little puzzled, they didn't ask any further questions.

Even Mo Wentian has entered the Immortal Sword Gate, they, what else can they be picky about!