Chapter 1601 Is It Good or Bad?

"Boss, your spiritual consciousness has not yet broken through!"

"It's better to improve your soul and spiritual knowledge. As for the others, there is plenty of time to deal with them!"

And at this moment, Huantian, who hadn't spoken for a long time, stretched out his furry paws and scratched his head.

"Um!"

"My spiritual consciousness is going to be improved!"

When Huantian said this, Mo Wentian also remembered instantly and nodded repeatedly.

The next moment, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged without the slightest hesitation.

"Boss, we will protect the law for you!"

Seeing this, the figures of Xiaojiao and Huantian flashed, they were located on the left and right sides of Mo Wentian respectively, their expressions were extremely vigilant.

Soon, Mo Wentian fell into cultivation.

Mo Wentian casted the Heaven Devouring God Art, and countless auras around him quickly gathered towards him.

"Boy, just relying on this bit of aura is not enough to make your soul and consciousness break through!"

And just when Mo Wentian had just entered into cultivation, the voice of the elder Shenzhu came from his mind.

"Aura isn't enough to improve my spiritual consciousness?"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of surprise.

"Boy, refine the soul spar!"

"In addition to the artifacts you won in the Tianji Mountain Range, if you refine them a bit, that power will be enough for you to improve!"

The voice of the old man of Shenzhu resounded again.

"Thank you, Senior Shenzhu, for your guidance!"

Mo Wentian quickly thanked him.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and a disk-sized soul spar appeared in the void.

At the same time as this soul spar, there were also a few early-stage spirit grasses of the fifth level!

"God Devouring Art!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian reached out and grabbed the soul spar and spirit grass in the void.

As Mo Wentian stretched out his hand to grab it, the soul spar instantly lit up, and countless powers spread into Mo Wentian's body.

At the same time, streams of power surged into Mo Wentian's body from the spirit grass at the beginning of the fifth level.

"Buzz..."

And just when waves of power entered his body, the three stars in Mo Wentian's body started to rotate.

Mo Wentian's divine soul, which was originally only eight hundred feet, also began to increase.

The soul of 70,000 meters also began to spread.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's aura also began to strengthen.

"According to the trend of this kid's spread, I'm afraid this kid is in the realm of the emperor, and his soul can break through to a thousand feet!"

"According to the rules of martial arts, if one's cultivation has not broken through to the realm of Heavenly Venerable, one cannot reach a thousand feet!"

"This kid, could it be that he is going against the rules of martial arts!"

At some point, the figure of the elder Shenzhu appeared not far from Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian and feeling the changes in Mo Wentian's body, the old man's expression became complicated.

In his heart, a touch of worry rose even more.

It is indeed a good thing that Mo Wentian's talent and strength are monstrous, and his spirit is terrifying, which is not a bad thing either.

But Mo Wentian's cultivation base has not reached the realm of Tianzun, and his soul has reached a thousand feet, even though the old man of Shenzhu has never seen it, or even heard of it.

But in the heart of the old man of Shenzhu, there was a premonition that the improvement of Mo Wentian's soul might not necessarily be a good thing!

"Soul!"

"Qianzhang, break it for me!"

And just when the elder Shenzhu was worried, Mo Wentian in the center of the hall suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angrily.

Following Mo Wentian's angry shout, the suction force in Mo Wentian's hand became more and more terrifying.

The power from the soul spar and the spirit grass at the beginning of the fifth level poured into Mo Wentian's body.

"It seems that this kid is really going to break into the soul of a thousand feet!"

"Boy, I don't even understand you!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's cold drink, the eyes of the elder Shenzhu became more and more complicated, and his brows were even more tightly knit together.

An hour passed quickly.

"Divine soul, Qianzhang!"

"Spiritual consciousness, one hundred thousand meters!"

Mo Wentian opened his eyes, let out a breath, and stood up.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura is much stronger than before, but his cultivation has not broken into the mid-emperor stage.

Unable to explain why, Mo Wentian had a premonition in his heart that it would not be so easy for his cultivation to break into the mid-emperor stage!

"Boss, are you overwhelmed?"

"The spiritual consciousness has also been raised to 100,000 meters?"

Seeing Mo Wentian stand up, the figure of Xiaojiao flashed, and quickly appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"Um!"

"My spiritual consciousness has improved, but my cultivation is still in the early stage of the emperor!"

Mo Wentian nodded.

But the next moment, thinking of his own cultivation, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly dimmed.

"Boss, although your cultivation has not broken through, your strength is invincible even in the Emperor's Realm!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's spirit that dimmed instantly, Huantian's figure flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder, saying in a deep voice.

"Um!"

"In the realm of the emperor, this emperor has no fear!"

"Even if it is a strong man with perfect emperor, it is not difficult for this emperor to kill him!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, traces of light flashed across.

"Boy, let alone the emperor's realm!"

"With your soul, even the strongest in the early stage of Tianzun will not be your opponent!"

And at this moment, the elder Shenzhu looked at Mo Wentian and said in a low voice.

"Will none of the warriors in the early stage of Tianzun be my opponent?"

"Senior Shenzhu, are you talking about my soul?"

Hearing the old man's words, Mo Wentian was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses, and said subconsciously.

"That's right!"

"Boy, your spirit is the strangest spirit I have ever seen!"

"From ancient times to the present, there has never been a martial artist who has broken into a thousand feet before his cultivation has not reached the realm of Heavenly Venerable!"

The expression of the old man of the Shenzhu became solemn in an instant.

"Senior Shenzhu, what do you mean, you have to break into the realm of Heavenly Venerable in order to raise your soul to a thousand feet?"

Xiaojiao looked at the old man of Shenzhu with doubts in his eyes.

"Um!"

"I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing for your kid's soul to break through thousands of feet!"

Taking a deep breath, a complex look flashed in the eyes of the elder Shenzhu.

"Senior Shenzhu, this cultivation base has not reached the realm of Heavenly Venerable, and the soul has broken into a thousand feet. You don't know whether this is good or bad?"

After pondering for a while, Mo Wentian looked at the old man of Shenzhu with his eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

"Boy, I will only tell you if I know!"

"This has never happened before!"

"Boy, I hope this is a good thing!"

The old man Shenzhu said with a long sigh.

"Boss..."

As soon as the elder Shenzhu said this, the eyes of Xiaojiao and Huantian also fell on Mo Wentian.

Their faces were full of worry, and they opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything.