Chapter 2146 One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty Feet

"Successful promotion immediately?"

Hearing the words of the old man in the ancient book, Huantian looked at Mo Wentian with worried eyes.

"Buzz..."

And just when Huantian was worried, in the void, the countless mysterious powers had gathered on Mo Wentian's body.

The nine imposing dragon phantoms on Mo Wentian's body stopped circling at this moment.

Phantoms of divine dragons crawled around Mo Wentian. They looked at Mo Wentian with extremely respectful expressions.

That appearance, as if tamed by Mo Wentian.

"How is this going?"

"The breath of the boss..."

Looking at this scene, Huantian's eyes were full of doubts.

Originally, Mo Wentian's aura was incomparably vast, and the phantom of the dragon was circling wildly, but at this moment everything seemed to be still, and there was no change at all.

This made Huantian feel a little worried.

Huantian didn't hesitate at all, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was already beside Mo Wentian.

"Fantasy!"

Seeing Huantian appear beside him, Mo Wentian suddenly opened his eyes.

"Boss, you... have you successfully improved your physique?"

Huantian was taken aback for a moment, came back to his senses, and asked quickly.

"physique?"

"If I use my physique, it will not be so easy for a warrior at the peak of the Emperor of Heaven to hurt me!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and he said in a curved voice.

"Boss, then..."

"Then your physique has improved?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Huantian's eyes suddenly brightened, and his face curved even more.

"That's right!"

"My physique has just improved!"

"But my soul has not improved yet!"

An icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

As soon as the soul was mentioned, Mo Wentian's expression darkened in an instant.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's body has indeed been promoted to the consummation state of the Nine Dragons Saint Body on the sixth level of the Immortal Body after passing through the river of Wangchuan.

The current Mo Wentian is only using his physique, and it is not so easy for people at the peak of the Emperor of Heaven to hurt him.

But his soul still remained slightly motionless at this moment, which made Mo Wentian feel a little dissatisfied.

"The soul has not improved?"

"Boy, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry!"

"The improvement of cultivation level naturally needs to be done step by step. Your body has been successfully improved, and then you can improve your spirit!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's gloomy expression, the phantom of the old man in ancient books appeared beside Mo Wentian.

Taking a step forward, the old man in the ancient book stretched out his hand and patted Mo Wentian's shoulder, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said in a curved voice.

"Senior Ancient Book, how can I improve my soul?"

"The water of the Wangchuan River seems to have little effect on my soul!"

Hearing the old man's words, Mo Wentian looked at the old man and said seriously.

"The water of Wangchuan Changhe doesn't have much effect on your soul?"

"Boy, this Wangchuan Changhe is the best soul for ordinary people. Not to mention that it can raise the soul by hundreds of feet, it is easy to raise the soul by dozens of feet!"

"Your kid often uses the soul, as you know, although the soul has only increased by a few tens of feet, but in terms of distance, it is the distance between life and death!"

The look of the old man in the ancient book became serious at this moment.

"Ordinary people improve by tens of feet?"

"Senior Ancient Book, how much can my spirit be improved?"

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he couldn't help asking.

"Boy, how much your soul can improve is beyond my knowledge!"

"I'm just telling you that the water of the Wangchuan River can elevate your soul!"

"It's just that the soul is elevated, and you have to experience the pain of being tempered by the long river of Wangchuan, and there will be more!"

"The pain of improving the body and tempering, can only be said to be drizzle in front of the pain of tempering the soul!"

The look of the old man in the ancient book was extremely serious.

"The pain of tempering the soul is stronger than the body?"

Hearing the words of the old man in the ancient book, Mo Wentian frowned, and said in a low voice.

"how?"

"Boy, are you scared?"

"Are you going to back down?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, a complex look rose in the eyes of the old man of ancient books.

"Back off?"

"In Mo Wentian's dictionary, there is no such word as flinching!"

A sonorous and forceful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.

"very good!"

"Boy, you really didn't disappoint me!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's determined face, the old man of the ancient book showed a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Buzz..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already reappeared in the water of the Wangchuan River.

"Boy, gather all your strength on the soul!"

"Your soul will start to grow in a short time!"

"It's just that your spirit grows, and you have to bear the pain!"

"The tempering of the soul is much more dangerous than the tempering of the body. You must not come out of the river of forgetfulness before the growth of the soul stops!"

"If you come out, your kid's spirit, not to mention being promoted, you will be backlashed by the spirit!"

Seeing Mo Wentian appearing in the long river of Wangchuan, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the ancient book old man, and he said with a serious face.

"Come out before the soul has stopped growing, will it be backlashed?"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a hint of doubt.

"Boy, remember what I said!"

"Steady your mind, your soul, the distance increases, don't take too long!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's somewhat puzzled look, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the old man of ancient books.

"Thank you, Senior Ancient Books, for your guidance!"

Mo Wentian gave a slight salute to the old man of ancient books.

The next moment, Mo Wentian directly closed his eyes, stabilized his mind, and fell into cultivation.

"Buzz..."

According to what the old man in the ancient book said, Mo Wentian concentrated all his power on the soul.

The old man in the ancient book is right, the soul tempering is much more painful than the body tempering.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's brows were all knit into a ball.

But it was only for a moment, Mo Wentian's brows relaxed.

"The pain of tempering the soul, this kid can bear it so easily!"

"It seems that I have a new understanding of this kid!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's brows stretched, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the old man of ancient books.

And at this moment in the long river of Wangchuan, Mo Wentian gathered all his power towards the soul.

And as the power gathered towards the soul, Mo Wentian's 1,200-foot soul really began to vibrate at this moment.

This made Mo Wentian feel a sense of shock in his heart.

"My soul really started to vibrate!"

"It seems that the water of the Wangchuan River can really improve my soul!"

Mo Wentian secretly said in his heart.

"Buzz..."

At the same time, the nine stars in Mo Wentian's body circled rapidly at this moment.

Mo Wentian's aura fluctuated even more at this moment.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

Mo Wentian's aura became stronger and stronger.

Mo Wentian's soul, which was originally 1,200 zhang, has also increased at this moment.

"One thousand two hundred and ten feet, one thousand two hundred and twenty feet..."

The old man in the ancient book looked at Mo Wentian in the long river of Wangchuan, and an incomparably bright light rose in his eyes.

Mo Wentian's spirit grew rapidly at a speed that he could see.