Chapter 37: The Sixth Layer of Gathering Spirits

"Miss Hu Mei, who is this?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Lin Cheng asked with flickering eyes.

"This is Young Master Wentian from the Mo family!"

Hu Mei introduced with a light smile.

"Don't ask God?"

Hearing these words, the light in Lin Cheng's eyes went out instantly, and a look of disdain rose up. Looking at Mo Wentian, Lin Cheng said sarcastically, "So you are that trash from the Mo family!"

"waste?"

The hall fell silent for an instant.

A group of people looked at Lin Cheng with very strange expressions.

If Mo Wentian was said to be a waste a few days ago, everyone would not be surprised, but now Mo Wentian not only took three vermilion fruits, but also beheaded Qiu Sanjin!

Even if this strength is not a genius, it is definitely not a waste.

"What? Could it be that this young master is wrong? Among the Mo family, Mo Wentian is the biggest waste. If it weren't for Mo Tianxiao, the head of the Mo family, he would have kicked you out a long time ago!"

Lin Cheng sneered, and the disdain in his eyes grew stronger!

"waste?"

Mo Wentian was extremely calm, and then his eyes fell on Lin Cheng, and Mo Wentian's unrestrained voice suddenly sounded.

"If you don't have any money, get out!"

"Hahaha……"

With a big laugh, Mo Wentian staggered his steps and left Tianyahai Pavilion directly.

If there is no money, then get out?

The six words sounded like thunder in Lin Cheng's mind, and the people around were puzzled for a while, but Lin Cheng's face became extremely distorted in an instant.

This sentence is so familiar.

Hu Mei, who was beside her, also looked at Lin Cheng with a strange face, and then a slight smile rose on her delicate face.

"Master Lin Cheng, what do you want me to do?"

"snort!"

Lin Cheng snorted coldly, and disappeared into the Tianyahai Pavilion with eyes full of evil spirits.

"It's definitely not him, he's just a waste, what qualifications does he have to compete with me?"

Lin Cheng roared crazily in his heart.

And don't ask the sky.

Having left Tianyahai Pavilion long ago, Mo Wentian went straight back to his own Wentian Pavilion with the Body Pill and Spirit Gathering Pill.

"Master, are you back?"

Seeing Mo Wentian come back, Qingyu greeted him with joy.

"Qingyu, how is your cultivation going?"

Looking at Qingyu, Mo Wentian asked with a smile.

"this……"

When Mo Qingyu heard this, her expression instantly became depressed, and then she looked at Mo Wentian and said, "Qingyu has been practicing for a whole morning according to the young master's instructions!"

"But Qingyu still didn't feel the aura fluctuations that the young master said!"

"Haven't felt it yet?"

Mo Wentian smiled slightly, then patted Qingyu's head and said: "Cultivate slowly, if you want to sense spiritual energy in a day, then you are more genius than young master!"

"Yes, master!"

The smile on Mo Qingyu's face spread instantly.

"By the way, young master, the great elder came to see you just now!"

At this moment, Qingyu suddenly spoke.

"Great Elder?"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and then he said in a deep voice, "What is he looking for from me?"

"The Great Elder told you that Master Tianxiao is back and asked you to attend the dinner party tonight!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Qingyu whispered.

"Tian Xiao?"

Mo Wentian's eyes lit up, and then he said with a smile: "I know!"

afternoon.

Mo Wentian spent time in cultivation.

Sit cross-legged.

A trace of spiritual energy quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian, and then slowly entered Mo Wentian's body, and was refined by the sword energy in Mo Wentian's body!

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Exhaling a foul breath, Mo Wentian slowly opened his eyes.

A fine glow passed by.

Mo Wentian's aura increased again.

"Six Spirit Gathering Levels!"

Mo Wentian stood up and punched casually, the terrifying force penetrated the air and landed on the wooden stake next to Mo Wentian.

"bump!"

In the violent collision, the wooden pile was directly shattered!

"The current me, even if I don't use sword energy, my combat power exceeds that of a swordsman in the spirit-gathering realm. If I use sword energy...!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"Master, the third steward has come to inform again, and the dinner will start in one hour, if you don't go, I'm afraid the patriarch will be dissatisfied!"

At this moment, the voice of whispering came again.

"knew!"

Mo Wentian's voice came out slowly.

Just exchanged for a piece of clothing.

Mo Wentian walked towards the main hall of the Mo family.

In the hall.

It was still the same familiar scene, but in the center of the hall, there was a large table, on which sat various talented disciples of the Mo family.

"Ask God!"

A familiar voice came, and Mo Tianxiao stood up from his seat with a smile on his face.

"Tian Xiao!"

Mo Wentian also had a happy face.

Then he walked directly towards Mo Tianxiao.

"God, sit here!"

Pointing to the location next to him, Mo Tianxiao said with a smile.

"Thank you!"

Mo Wentian kicked his ass and sat down directly.

"Mo Wentian, you are too arrogant. This position is the position of the eldest lady. In my Mo family, even Qingcheng and I dare not sit. You are just a waste. What qualifications do you have?"

Seeing Mo Wentian sit down, Mo Han stood up from his seat and said angrily.

"Missy's?"

Mo Wentian paused for a moment, then thought about it carefully, and Mo Wentian understood.

Mo Tianxiao was sitting here.

That's because Mo Tianxiao is a ninth-class spiritual root with a talent against the sky, and the eldest lady of the Mo family is also a ninth-class spiritual root.

Although the eldest lady has left the Mo family for an unknown number of years.

But this position was always reserved for her!

Normally, even Mo Han and Mo Qingcheng would not dare to sit in this position, but seeing Mo Wentian sitting down now, one can imagine the anger in Mo Han's heart!

"This Mo Wentian is too reckless. Does he really think that he can be comparable to Mo Tianxiao and the eldest lady if he has a first-class spiritual root?"

"This kid is so arrogant!"

"A first-class spiritual root is just a waste. If Mo Tianxiao wasn't there, the patriarch would have driven him away a long time ago!"

...

Discussions sounded one after another, and the disciples of the Mo family looked at Mo Wentian with sneer in their eyes.

"The patriarch and Master Lin Cheng are here!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

Immediately there were two figures.

appear in the sight of everyone.

It was Mo Yizhan and Lin Cheng who came here!

"It's you?"

Seeing Mo Wentian, Lin Cheng's pupils shrank, and a terrifying murderous look flashed through Lin Cheng's eyes!

"Meet the patriarch!"

"I've seen Master Lin Cheng!"

Everyone quickly stood up and saluted.

"Hahaha... everyone, sit down!"

Mo Yizhan seemed very happy and waved to everyone.

But when he saw where Mo Wentian was sitting, Mo Yizhan's expression froze instantly.

"It turned out that it was Master Lin Cheng who came. Lin Cheng is the second young master of the Lin family in the chief sword city. This person is not only a swordsman at the second level of Li Jian, but also has an eighth-level spiritual root!"

"I heard that Master Lin Cheng came to see Second Miss specially. It seems that Second Miss is really going to marry into the Lin family!"

"The Lin family is a big family. If my Mo family and the Lin family get married, then the status of my Mo family will definitely be raised again. In the future, the Yuan family and the Qiu family will never be able to compare with my Mo family!"

...

In the hall, the noise was incomparable.

Lin Cheng, who heard all these discussions, was even more proud in his eyes.