Chapter 68 The Perverted Whisper

"Of the ten Demon Saint Pills, one of them is for Xiaojiao, and the rest are all for you!"

After handing the nine demon sage pills to Tianhu, Mo Wentian turned to look at his own pill furnace.

But where is the alchemy furnace now?

How terrifying is the medicinal power of an emperor-level pill, not to mention an earth-level pill furnace, even a heaven-level pill furnace, it will be destroyed.

This earth-level alchemy furnace can support Mo Wentian to refine it into a demon sage pill.

This is already very good!

"Thank you!"

Tianhu's expression softened slightly.

"Do you have your own inheritance memory?"

Looking at Tianhu, Mo Wentian suddenly asked in a deep voice.

"Inherit memory?"

Tianhu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Although our Tianhu family is the best spirit beast, we are not qualified to inherit the memory. In my memory, there is only..."

"There are only a few methods of cultivation!"

Tianhu looked at Mo Wentian and said in a low voice.

"A little practice method!"

Mo Wentian frowned.

Immediately, a light flashed in his hand, and a jade slip appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.

"This is the training method of the Nine Heavens God Fox. You take it first. With this exercise, plus the nine demon sage pills, it is enough to restore you to the peak of the third level!"

Mo Wentian threw the jade slip to Tianhu and said indifferently.

"What?"

"The cultivation method of Nine Heavens Divine Fox?"

Tianhu exclaimed, and then said incredulously: "Nine Heavens God Fox is a top-grade beast, how could you have it..."

"You do not want?"

Looking at the shocked Tianhu, Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly.

"of course yes!"

Hearing this, Tianhu quickly took the jade slip and put it away, as if he was afraid that Mo Wentian would take the jade slip away again.

Then he seemed to realize his gaffe.

Tianhu blushed slightly, turned his head and whispered to Mo Wentian, "Thank you!"

"Thank me?"

The evil smile on the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became more and more intense!

Then he said in a deep voice: "For a while, you have been practicing at Mo's house. When I come back, I hope you have returned to the third level!"

"yes!"

Tianhu quickly retreated.

Following Qinghu's departure, Mo Wentian looked at his alchemy furnace again.

"Earth-level pill furnace is still too bad!"

Mo Wentian shook his head slightly, then seemed to think of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed: "But..."

A wicked smile spread from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.

Among the three major sword gates, there should be a heaven-level cauldron furnace.

An earth-level cauldron is of little use to the current Mo Wentian.

"Mo Yu!"

"The disciple is here!"

Mo Yu's figure appeared in the courtyard.

"Patriarch, that was just now..."

Looking at the messy courtyard, Mo Yu was stunned.

"That's my Patriarch doing alchemy!"

Mo Wentian snorted coldly, and then said in a deep voice: "Distribute these pills and do your best to improve the strength of my Mo family disciples!"

With a wave of Mo Wentian's hand, more than a dozen jade bottles were thrown to Mo Yu.

"This is……"

Mo Yu caught the jade bottle, the light in his eyes soared.

"This is the sword spirit pill that improves the swordsman's cultivation level, and is this the four-attribute medicine pill that improves the cultivation level of the four elephants?"

Mo Yu looked at Mo Wentian with shock in his eyes.

Each of these medicinal pills will cause countless strong people to compete, but now...

Mo Wentian directly gave these pills to them.

"Thank you Patriarch!"

Mo Yu knelt on the ground with excitement in his eyes.

There are these medicines to help.

Then the strength of the Mo family will definitely be improved several levels, even compared to the Lin family of the chief sword city, it will not be too far behind!

"Not yet!"

Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Mo Yu took the pill and stepped back with excitement on his face.

Following Mo Yu's departure, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed and he entered the depths of the courtyard.

"Master, what you refined just now was the Demon Saint Pill?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, he asked softly.

"That's right!"

Mo Wentian said with a smile, then seemed to think of something, suddenly looked at Qingyu and asked, "How do you know it's the Demon Saint Pill?"

"Qingyu doesn't know, but seeing the elixir refined by the young master, Qingyu seems to have known him for a long time!"

Qingyu stuck out her tongue and said with a cute face.

"known long time ago!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Then do you know what kind of elixir the young master refined today?"

"The elixir that the young master refined today?"

Qingyu's lovely brows frowned slightly, and then he said: "The young master first refined the Sixiang Dan, then the Sword Spirit Pill, and the Soul Pill, Xuanling Pill..."

The names of the pills were spit out from Qingyu's mouth.

Looking at Qingyu, Mo Wentian's expression became more and more solemn.

"Could it be that the descendants of the ancient emperor also have inherited memories?"

Mo Wentian thought secretly in his heart.

Although he obtained the ancient emperor scripture in his previous life, he did not meet the descendants of the ancient emperor.

Because this sword god continent.

The descendants of the ancient emperor are really too few, even...

There is only Qingyu now!

"Besides these, do you have any other memories?"

Looking at Qingyu, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

"Other memories?"

Qingyu frowned, and began to meditate.

Then he seemed to remember something.

Qingyu suddenly said: "Jian Potian!"

"What?"

Mo Wentian exclaimed, and looked at Qingyu with astonishment on his face.

Mo Qingyu actually knew about Jian Potian.

"Do you know Jian Potian?"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath and asked again.

What is Jian Potian?

That was the first form of the Heaven Devouring Sword Art he practiced, and even Mo Wentian didn't know where this skill came from.

But Mo Qingyu in front of him.

I know!

"Qingyu doesn't know..."

But at the next moment, Qingyu suddenly looked at Mo Wentian with a frown on his face, then shook his head and said: "Qingyu doesn't know what Jian Potian is, and Qingyu doesn't know, how did this thing come from!"

"have no idea!"

Mo Wentian's expression gradually calmed down.

A name that came out of thin air?

This is absolutely impossible!

"Qingyu, if you think about it carefully, where did Jian Potian come from? Besides this Jian Potian, do you know anything else?"

Mo Wentian looked at Mo Qingyu and said softly.

"Sword Potian..."

Qingyu muttered to himself, and then suddenly spit out three words.

"Defiant!"

"Defiant!"

Mo Wentian was slightly taken aback.

"Young Master, I don't know what this Jian Potian is!"

Mo Qingyu looked at Mo Wentian and said with distress.

"have no idea!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, looked at the troubled whisper on his face, Mo Wentian said softly: "Think about it slowly, if you think of something, tell the young master, okay?"

"Whisper knows!"

Mo Qingyu nodded seriously.

"By the way, how far is your cultivation now?"

As if remembering something, Mo Wentian suddenly asked Mo Qingyu.

"Cultivation?"

Mo Qingyu's face flushed, and then he said, "Master, Qingyu has been falling asleep recently, so he hasn't practiced. According to the introduction the young master gave me, I should just..."

"Four Elephant Realm Sword Master!"

"What?"

Mo Wentian's expression froze.

Four Image Realm Sword Master?

Or just?

"Master, am I practicing very slowly!"

Mo Qingyu looked at Mo Wentian's expression, and immediately said in frustration.

"slow?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly, this is not slow, this is simply...

Against the sky!

"By the way, what is your sword intent?"

Mo Wentian looked at Qingyu and asked suddenly.

"Qingyu's sword intent is a small dragon!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Mo Qingyu's eyes lit up, and then a mysterious mood arose, and a blue dragon appeared in Qingyu's palm.

Xiaolong walked away, looking extremely docile.

"I……"

Seeing this scene, Mo Wentian was completely numb!