Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 68: Abnormal whispers

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"These ten demon sacred pills, one of them is for Xiao Jiao, the others, all for you!"

He handed the nine demon sacred pills to Tianhu, and Mo Wentian turned around to see his furnace.

But where is the pill furnace now.

The emperor-level pill, how terrifying its power is, not to mention the earth-level pill furnace, even the sky-level pill furnace will be destroyed.

This earth-level pill furnace can support Mo Wentian to make a demon sacred pill.

This is already great!

"Thank you!"

Sky Fox's expression eased slightly.

"Do you have your own inheritance memory?"

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

"Inheritance of memory?"

The Tianhu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Although our Tianhu clan are the best spirit beasts, we still don't have the qualifications to inherit memory. In my memory, only..."

"There are only a few ways to practice!"

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

"A little practice method!"

Mo Wentian frowned.

There was a flash of light in his hand, and a jade slip appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.

"This is the cultivation method of the Nine Heavens God Fox. Take it first. With this technique, plus nine demon sacred pills, it is enough to restore you to the third-level peak realm!"

Mo Wentian threw the jade slip to Tianhu, saying indifferently.

"What?"

"The cultivation method of the Nine Heavens God Fox?"

The Tianhu exclaimed, and then said with an unbelievable face: "The nine-day god-fox is a high-grade **** beast, how can you have..."

"Don't you want?"

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

"Of course!"

Hearing this, Tianhu quickly took the jade slip and put it away. It looked like he was afraid that Mo Wentian would take it back again.

Immediately seemed to realize his gaffe.

Tianhu's face turned red, turning his head to Mo Wentian and whispered: "Thank you!"

"Thank me?"

The evil smile at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth is getting stronger and stronger!

Then he said in a deep voice: "This period of time, you are practicing in the Mo family. When I come back, I hope you have returned to level three!"

"Yes!"

Tianhu quickly withdrew.

As Qinghu left, Mo Wentian looked at his pill furnace again.

"The earth-level pill furnace is still too bad!"

Mo Wentian shook his head slightly, and then seemed to remember 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 heavenly cauldron.

A territorial cauldron, for the current Mo Wentian, has little effect.

"Mo Yu!"

"The disciples are here!"

Mo Yu's figure appeared in the small courtyard.

"Patriarch, that was just..."

Looking at the messy courtyard, Mo Yu was shocked.

"That's the master of the family 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 disciples of the Mo family!"

Mo Wentian waved his hand and threw a dozen jade bottles to Mo Yu.

"This is..."

Mo Yu caught the jade bottle, his eyes skyrocketing.

"This is a sword spirit pill to improve the cultivation of swordsmen. Is this a four-attribute pill to improve the cultivation of the Four Image Realm?"

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

Each of these medicines shed will cause competition among countless strong people, but now...

Mo Wentian directly gave them these pills.

"Thank you patriarch!"

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

With the help of these pills.

The strength of the Mo family will definitely be improved several levels, even compared to the Lin family of Sword City, not too far behind!

"Hurry up!"

Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Mo Yu took the pill and stepped back excitedly.

As Mo Yu left, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed and entered the depths of the courtyard.

"Master, what you refined just now was a demon saint pill?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, he asked in a low voice.

"Yes!"

Mo Wentian said with a smile, and then seemed to think of something, suddenly looked at the light language and asked: "How do you know that it is the demon saint pill?"

"Qingyu doesn't even know, but seeing the pill made by the young master, Qingyu seems to have known it a long time ago!"

Talking softly, sticking out his tongue, his face is cute.

"I knew it!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and then he asked: "Then do you know what pill the young master refined today?"

"The pill that the young master refined today?"

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

One by one, the names of the pills were spit out from the whispered mouth.

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

"Does the descendants of ancient emperors also have inherited memories?"

Mo Wentian thought secretly in his heart.

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

Because of this sword **** continent.

There are so few descendants of the ancient emperor, even...

There is only one whisper!

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

Looking at the whisper, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

"Other memories?"

Whispering frowned and began to think.

It seemed to remember something immediately.

Qingyu suddenly said: "The sword breaks the sky!"

"What?"

Mo Wentian exclaimed, looking at the whisper with amazement on his face.

Mo Qingyu, unexpectedly knew that the sword broke the sky.

"Do you know that the sword breaks the sky?"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath and asked again.

What is Sword Breaking the Sky?

That was the first form of the Heaven Devouring Sword Art he cultivated. Even Mo Wentian didn't know where this technique came from.

But Mo Qingyu in front of me.

You know!

"Why don't you know..."

But the next moment, Qingyu suddenly frowned looking at Mo Wentian, then shook his head and said: "Qingyu doesn't know what Jian Potian is, and Qingyu doesn't know how this thing came from!"

"I don't know!"

The expression on Mo Wentian's face slowly calmed down.

The name that appeared out of thin air?

This is absolutely impossible!

"Qingyu, think about it carefully, where did this sword break the sky and where did it come from? Apart from this sword break the sky, do you know anything else?"

Mo Wentian looked at Mo Qingyu and said softly.

"The sword breaks the sky..."

Nana whispered softly in his mouth, and then suddenly spit out three words.

"Guardians!"

"Guardians!"

Mo Wentian was slightly taken aback.

"Master, I don't know what this sword is!"

Mo Qingyu looked at Mo Wentian, with a distressed expression on his face.

"I don't know!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath and looked at the distressed whispers, Mo Wentian whispered: "You slowly think about it. If you think of something, then tell the master, do you know?"

"Lightly knows!"

Mo Qingyu nodded seriously.

"By the way, what is your cultivation level now?"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian suddenly asked Mo Qingyu.

"Repair?"

Mo Qingyu's face blushed, and then he said: "Master, Qingyu has been asleep lately, so he has not practiced. According to the introduction given to me by the master, I should just..."

"Four Elephant Realm Sword Master!"

"What?"

Mo Wentian looked stiff.

Sword Master of the Four Elephant Realm?

Just?

"Master, am I slow in my cultivation!"

Mo Qingyu looked at Mo Wentian's expression, and said with a frustrated face.

"Slow?"

Mo Wentian grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, where is this slow? This is simply...

It's against the sky!

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

Mo Wentian looked at the whisper and asked suddenly.

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

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Mo Qingyu's eyes lit up, and then a mysterious mood rose up, and only a cyan dragon appeared in the palm of Qingyu's hand.

The little dragon wandered around, looking very docile.

"I..." Mo Wentian who saw this scene was completely numb!