Chapter 1473 The Secret of the Old Man of the Divine Bead

"Okay, boss!"

"Okay, boss!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian quickly agreed.

The next moment, they sat down on the left and right sides of Mo Wentian, and looked around with serious expressions.

"Boy, this seat has started!"

At this moment, in the Wentian Pavilion, the voice of the elder Shenzhu came.

"Um!"

Mo Wentian hummed lightly and nodded.

And as Mo Wentian agreed, the figure of the elder Shenzhu disappeared in the Wentian Pavilion.

What appeared was the divine bead, and above the divine bead, that terrifying and boundless suction force crazily absorbed Mo Wentian's power.

The speed at which the divine orb absorbed Mo Wentian's power became faster and faster, as if there was no end to it.

"God Devouring Art!"

Seeing this, Mo Wentian let out a cold drink, and immediately activated the Heaven Devouring Art.

With the operation of the Heaven Devouring Art, countless spiritual energy gathered towards Mo Wentian.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, the three stars in Mo Wentian's body trembled.

Countless power was absorbed in the body, and the aura on Mo Wentian's body dropped rapidly.

"not good!"

At this moment, a bad premonition rose in Mo Wentian's heart.

Mo Wentian's expression also changed slightly.

The power absorbed by Shenzhu this time is much more than the previous two times.

It had only been absorbed for a moment, and Mo Wentian felt that the meridians in his body were about to curl up into a ball.

At the same time, a burst of pain came from Mo Wentian's body instantly.

Subconsciously, Mo Wentian wanted to throw this divine orb away from the Wentian Pavilion.

But the next moment, thinking of what the old man of Shenzhu had done for him, Mo Wentian gritted his teeth and persisted.

What's more, even if he wanted to get rid of this divine orb, he couldn't get rid of it.

"Buzz..."

But at this moment, the divine bead spun crazily, and a powerful and boundless suction came, and the power in Mo Wentian's body quickly surged into the divine bead.

"uh-huh……"

With a muffled snort, a sense of weakness came instantly.

"Boy, hold on for a while!"

"My injury is almost recovered!"

Suddenly, the voice of the elder Shenzhu came.

Hearing the voice of the elder Shenzhu, Mo Wentian calmed down instantly as if he had been given a tranquilizer.

"Senior Shenzhu, don't worry, the emperor will definitely do what he promised you!"

"continue!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, traces of light flashed by, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Boy, run your Heaven Devouring Art with all your strength!"

"It must be able to maintain the power to devour you!"

The voice of the old man of the Shenzhu came from the Shenzhu again.

"Um!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian quickly activated the Heaven Devouring Art.

With the full power of the Heaven Devouring Divine Art, the spiritual energy within a ten thousand zhang radius gathered towards Mo Wentian.

Originally, the power that was about to be exhausted in Mo Wentian's body quickly rose again.

Mo Wentian's pale complexion also returned to ruddy.

But in just a moment, countless auras entered Mo Wentian's body and were swallowed up again.

"call……"

Seeing this, Mo Wentian let out a soft breath.

"Continuing on like this, even if the spiritual energy with a radius of tens of thousands of feet gathers towards me, it won't be enough for Senior Shenzhu to swallow his strength!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious.

"Boss, your aura is so weak, didn't you just snatch countless panaceas from the treasure house of the Youlong tribe!"

"You devoured quickly, restore your breath!"

And just when Mo Wentian was at a loss, Xiaojiao's voice came.

"That's right, this emperor still has the elixir, the spirit grass!"

"That should be enough to last for a while!"

Hearing Xiaojiao's words, the light in Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shot up.

That appearance, as if he had discovered a new continent, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grinned.

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and with a thought, countless elixir and herbs appeared in his hands.

Mo Wentian directly stuffed handfuls into his mouth, devouring the elixir and spirit grass like a wolf.

And as Mo Wentian devoured these elixir herbs, the originally exhausted power in Mo Wentian's body recovered again.

"Buzz..."

The power in Mo Wentian's body rose again.

Among the divine beads, the old man of the divine beads crazily devoured Mo Wentian's power again.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

"Boy, enough strength!"

"The injury of this seat has recovered to a good extent!"

And at this moment, the phantom of the elder Shenzhu appeared in the Wentian Pavilion, and said in a deep voice.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Hearing this, Mo Wentian breathed a sigh of relief.

In his hand, a handful of mid-level fifth-level spirit grass that was originally intended to be stuffed into his mouth also stopped.

With a thought, he collected those mid-level five spiritual herbs into the space ring.

"Boy, my injury has recovered, and your boy has consumed a lot this time!"

"There's no need to be so stingy, this mid-level five elixir, if you devour it, you will devour it!"

"When you capture the map of Shenlong Tongtian and enter the world of immortals, let alone the elixir and spirit grass in the middle of the fifth level, even if it is the sixth level, there will be even the seventh level!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's actions, a look of disgust flashed in the eyes of the elder Shenzhu.

In the words, there is even a bit of ridicule that cannot be concealed.

"Heavenly Immortal Realm?"

"Sixth-level, seventh-level elixir?"

"Senior Shenzhu, you are right. These mid-level five elixirs are just small things!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian thought for a while, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, restore your cultivation!"

"Although that old man has not caught up now, he will definitely know about your kid soon!"

The next moment, as if he remembered something, the eyes of the elder Shenzhu were extremely complex.

Even that thick voice couldn't help but be suppressed.

"Senior Shenzhu, I have some doubts in my heart!"

Listening to the old man of Shenzhu addressing the owner of Tianji Mountain Range, he couldn't explain why, Mo Wentian always had a feeling in his heart that the two of them seemed to be very familiar.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Mo Wentian couldn't help asking.

"What doubts?"

"But it's okay to say!"

The old man of Shenzhu was extremely refreshing.

"Senior Shenzhu, are you familiar with the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range?"

Mo Wentian said in a low voice.

Hearing this, the old man's expression froze.

But the next moment, as if realizing his abnormality, the old man of Shenzhu smiled lightly.

"Boy, it's okay to tell you!"

"This seat is not only acquainted with the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range, but also has an infinite relationship with the owner of the Tianji Mountain Range!"

When the old man of Shenzhu said this, his eyes were complicated.

His expression also instantly became serious.