Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 30: San Jose
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“The gentle sword technique belongs to the mysterious-level pinnacle sword technique. If you want to cultivate this sword technique to its peak, you need to understand three artistic realms!”
“The first is that you are inaccurate, your swordsmanship is inaccurate, it is because your artistic conception is too weak!”
Mo Wentian shook his head.
“The mood is too weak!”
Mo Yao was puzzled.
Those artistic conceptions can only be understood by swordsmen who are away from the sword realm. They gather in the spiritual realm, and they want to contact them, they are still far away!
“You will understand later!”
Mo Wentian smiled slightly and turned around to leave.
But the next moment.
A voice suddenly came.
“Wen Tian, the patriarch invites you to go!”
A figure appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
“Three Elders!”
Seeing the figure in front of him, Mo Wentian paused slightly, and then said in a deep voice: “The three elders know what the patriarch asked me to do?”
“I don’t know this either!”
The third elder shook his head slightly. He is the steward of the martial arts field. For the past three days, he has been observing Mo Wentian.
The more you observe, the more the Three Elders feel that Mo Wentian is unfathomable.
Some enlightenment, even his elder, he suddenly heard it, this is simply incredible.
If it weren’t for seeing Mo Wentian still so young, the third elders would even suspect that Mo Wentian was an old monster!
“The Three Elders Lead the Way!”
Mo Wentian arched his hands slightly.
“Come with me!”
The third elder smiled and nodded, and then took Mo Wentian towards the depths of the Mo family.
A quarter of an hour later.
A splendid hall appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
Looking at this hall.
In Mo Wentian’s mind, scenes emerged. Since he hadn’t awakened his spiritual roots, he never came to this hall again!
“Ask Tian Gongzi, please!”
The three elders said solemnly towards Mo Wentian.
“Thank you!”
Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian entered the hall.
On the main seat of the lobby.
Sitting a middle-aged man, the man saw Mo Wentian’s arrival, his eyes cast direct shots at Mo Wentian!
“Boom…”
With this look, Mo Wentian only felt a shock. In Mo Wentian’s mind, there was only a magic sword left!
A supreme sword rushed towards Mo Wentian.
“Roar…”
For a moment, this supreme divine sword suddenly increased its majesty again, and turned into a blue dragon, which was mighty and mighty, frightening the wasteland!
“Break it for me!”
The cold air in Mo Wentian’s eyes flashed, and the Jian Xuan in his body suddenly started to spin frantically, and the surrounding aura quickly entered Mo Wentian’s body!
“Roar!”
Qinglong was aggressive, as if he was about to swallow Mo Wentian. The terrifying majesty made Mo Wentian’s body tremble.
“Om!”
But the next moment, it seemed that Qinglong had irritated something, the remnant sword in Mo Wentian’s body suddenly trembled.
A hidden edge disappeared in a flash!
“Woo…”
There followed a mournful cry, that blue dragon, as if it had encountered something terrible, quickly retreated!
“Wave…”
Mo Wentian only felt that something broke, and the pressure that had originally enveloped him quickly disappeared!
“Very good!”
An indifferent voice came, and Mo Wentian’s eyes fell on the middle-aged man on the main seat again.
Mo family chief, the lord of East Sword City, Mo Yi fight!
“Thanks to the patriarch for the compliment!”
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, looking at Mo Yizhan’s expression, extremely solemn.
Sword Master of the Four Elephants!
The lord of the East Sword City is really strong!
The blue dragon just now was the four-image artistic conception that Mo Yizhan had comprehended. Had Mo Wentian’s determination not been firm, he would have been directly shocked by this artistic conception.
“The five spirit gathering layers are able to block my sword intent, your aspirations, it is not an exaggeration to call me the first person in the Mo family!”
“But your spiritual root…”
Mo Yizhan looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes flashed, I don’t know if it was an illusion, he just felt it.
The blue dragon artistic conception that I had comprehended, finally retreated inexplicably.
That looks like.
Seems to have encountered something terrible!
“I wonder what the patriarch is asking me for?”
Mo Wentian looked at Mo Yizhan and said solemnly.
For Mo Yizhan, Mo Wentian didn’t have many impressions in his heart. This Mo family’s number one powerhouse was only seen by Mo Wentian on the day he accepted his son.
Other times, Mo Wentian didn’t see much!
“Wen Tian, there are three days to hold the sword fight!”
Mo Yizhan looked at Mo Wentian and said solemnly.
“The battle of swords?”
Mo Wentian gave a slight meal. According to the perennial rule, the sword fight once every three years is really only three days!
“In my Mo family, only Han’er is a swordsman who leaves the sword realm. There is a great chance for the sword fight, but the Yuan family and the enemy family are not weak!”
“I heard that you got three Zhu Guo, if you can contribute one, my Mo family will never treat you badly!”
At this moment, Mo Yizhan suddenly spoke.
“Contribute a Zhu Guo!”
“Hahaha…”
Mo Wentian burst into laughter. He was originally called to contribute a Zhu Guo?
Mo Wentian watched Mo Yizhan, suddenly a touch of disdain rose in his eyes.
“What do you think?”
Seeing Mo Wentian laughing, Mo Yizhan frowned and asked.
“How do you like it?”
Mo Wentian sneered, and then said: “I don’t know how the patriarch should treat me wrongly?”
“How can I not treat you badly?”
Mo Yizhan laughed, Mo Wentian, a swordsman in the Spirit Gathering Realm, uses a little trick, it’s not submissive!
Think of this!
Mo Yizhan’s eyes fell on Mo Wentian again, watching Mo Wentian smile and said: “I heard that you like Qingcheng, so be it, as long as you hand over two Zhu Guo, I will let How about Qingcheng marrying you?”
“Hand over two vermilion fruits?”
“Let Mo Qingcheng give it to me?”
The smile on Mo Wentian’s face is getting more and more weird.
And Mo Yizhan looked at Mo Wentian, but his face was full of confidence. Mo Qingcheng is a seventh-class spiritual root and a genius at the peak of gathering spirits.
It is definitely Mo Wentian’s blessing to let Mo Qingcheng marry Mo Wentian a first-class spiritual root.
“Patriarch, your conditions are very attractive!”
Mo Wentian watched Mo Yi fight, took a deep breath, and then spoke again: “But unfortunately, I don’t like the second lady!”
“Don’t you like it?”
Mo Yizhan frowned, and then asked in a deep voice: “Then what do you want?”
“What do I want?”
Mo Wentian grinned, and then said: “Wentian is very envious of Miss, I don’t know…”
“Presumptuous!”
Mo Yizhan’s face was suddenly cold, Miss Mo’s family, that was comparable to Mo Tianxiao’s existence.
It is rumored that this eldest lady is only one year older than Mo Qingcheng, but now she is already a core disciple of Sword God Mountain.
The cultivation base has been infinitely close to the Four Elephants!
Such arrogance is the pride of the Mo family, and how can Mo Wentian covet it? Seeing Mo Wentian, Mo Yizhan’s eyes are full of chill!
“Patriarch calm down!”
When the three elders heard this, they hurried forward.
In my heart, I secretly pinched a cold sweat for Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian is so arrogant.
Dare to have an idea for Miss!
“Why the Patriarch is so angry, the Patriarch does not have what I want, then the three Zhu Guo Wentian will naturally not be given to waste!”
Mo Wentian smiled indifferently, turned around and prepared to leave!
“You…”
There was a chill in Mo Yizhan’s eyes, and a murderous intent passed through his eyes, but it seemed to remember something, the murderous in Mo Yizhan’s eyes suddenly disappeared!
“It’s just a first-class rubbish. If it weren’t for Tian Xiao’s face, how could three Zhu Guo put in your hands!”
Mo Yizhan’s eyes are full of coldness!