"Although you are now my apprentice, it is best not to scream in front of outsiders. I don't want to attract too much attention. Do you understand?"
Mo Wangchen looked at Zhang Hao and said.
Zhang Hao is the young master of the Zhang family in Jianye City and is known as the number one genius. If he calls this dandy young master his master in front of others, wouldn't he scare a lot of people to death?
"Understood!" Zhang Hao nodded, but he was a little puzzled. Not only was Mo Wangchen extremely accomplished in alchemy, but he could also casually give him a Xuan-level intermediate martial skill.
No matter from which aspect, this is not something ordinary people can do, but why, before this, Mo Wangchen was labeled as a playboy and a waste?
Is it forbearance? Or is it for other reasons?
Zhang Hao didn't understand, but he didn't know how to ask!
Now he only knows that he has worshiped Mo Wangchen as his teacher, and that is enough!
It wasn't until the afternoon that Zhang Hao and Lin Qing left Mo Wangchen.
Now Mo Wangchen has refined more than twenty Qi Gathering Pills, and soon after Zhang Hao and the others left, he also entered a state of cultivation.
…
Time flies, half a month later!
Mo Wangchen sat cross-legged in the courtyard, woke up from trance, slowly exhaled, and said to himself, "Although the Qi Gathering Pill is an ordinary first-class pill, for me now, it also has a lot of significance.
With the help of me, in the past half month, the spiritual power in my meridians has reached seven-tenths, and soon I will be able to try to hit the Pulse Condensation Realm!"
Once he reaches the Pulse Condensation Realm, Mo Wangchen's strength will make a qualitative leap. Cultivators in this realm can already control spiritual power and carry out far superior attacks.
From a certain perspective, only when you reach the Pulse Condensation Realm can you truly step into the door of cultivation!
"I don't know how many spiritual veins I was able to condense at that time. The more spiritual veins I have, it means that I am stronger than people in the same realm. And even if I fight a war of attrition with others, I am afraid no one can compete with me.
Let’s compare…”
When Jun Muqing broke through the Pulse Condensation Realm, he had condensed three spiritual veins. Although his cultivation was only at the first level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, his combat power was enough to rival those at the third or fourth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm.
This is the power of spiritual veins. The more spiritual veins condensed, the stronger the cultivator is!
"Now that the hundred medicinal materials have been used up, it seems that I have to go to the Alchemy Pavilion in person. There is something wrong with having Lin Qing come to the door every day..."
After Mo Wangchen said that, he stood up from where he was. In his father's eyes, he was Lin Qing's disciple, but in the past few days, Lin Qing always came to the door, and he had nothing to do with him.
, mostly trivial things.
As a master, the master of the Alchemy Pavilion in Fangtian City, and a second-grade alchemist of the Yun Kingdom Alchemy Alliance, coming to see his apprentice like this every day will always arouse suspicion.
So a few days ago, Mo Wangchen specially reminded Lin Qing not to come so frequently, otherwise it would be too strange.
Fortunately, Lin Qing also understood what Mo Wangchen meant, so in the next few days, he basically never came to Mo's house again.
…
It is already afternoon. Although Fangtian City is one of the smallest cities in Yun Kingdom, it has a population of over one million.
After walking out of Mo's house and walking on the busy streets for two sticks of incense, Mo Wangchen arrived at the Alchemy Pavilion.
As the largest elixir sales place in Fangtian City, the Alchemy Pavilion naturally has a lot of people coming and going every day.
As soon as Mo Wangchen walked into it, he saw that there were at least a hundred people in the hall.
Due to the large number of guests, the dozen or so servants hired by the Alchemy Pavilion could not entertain them, so this time when Mo Wangchen arrived, no one came to receive them.
"Mo Cheng?"
Looking inside, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but frown slightly, because he saw that Mo Cheng was also here at the moment.
Beside Mo Cheng, there were also several collateral disciples of the Mo family, including the young man who was slapped twice by Lin Feng that day.
Opposite Mo Cheng, stood an old man in a green shirt, about the same age as Lin Qing. He now had a smile on his face, as if he was talking to Mo Cheng about something.
Mo Wangchen ignored Mo Cheng and was about to walk past him when suddenly, Mo Cheng also noticed his arrival.
"What are you doing here?" Mo Cheng frowned, turned to Mo Wangchen and asked.
"What does it have to do with you?" Mo Wangchen was too lazy to pay attention to the other party and responded lightly, and then wanted to take another step.
"Master Mo Cheng, this is..."
The old man in green shirt in front of Mo Cheng couldn't help but frown slightly. Mo Cheng is Mo Xiaofan's son and the number one genius in Fang Tiancheng. Who dared to talk to him like this in the past?
However, at the moment, this boy in white, who is about the same age as Mo Cheng, seems not to be afraid of Mo Cheng at all, and even the way he responds is so arrogant.
"hehe……"
Mo Cheng smiled and looked at Mo Wangchen with some disdain in his eyes, "Master Fenghe, this is the young master of my Mo family, the number one dude in Fangtian City, Mo Wangchen, you should have heard of his name.
Have you passed?"
"Master Wind River?"
Hearing Mo Cheng's address to the old man in green shirt, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but frown slightly, and soon thought of something.
In the Alchemy Pavilion, in addition to Lin Qing and Fang Mu, there is also a first-grade alchemist, whose name seems to be Feng He, right?
"Don't forget Chen?" Hearing Mo Cheng's words, Feng He was startled for a moment, and then suddenly realized what he said.
No wonder he was so arrogant that even Mo Cheng dared not take him seriously. He didn't expect that this young man was Mo Xiaotian's son, the good-for-nothing young master of the Mo family.
Thinking of this, Feng He also showed a hint of disdain in his eyes. Of course he had heard about Mo Wangchen's character.
"I heard that Master Mo is a man with a broken body who cannot store spiritual power. Now that he has come to my alchemy pavilion, is it possible that he wants to buy elixirs?" Feng He's words were a bit bland, and he said Mo Wang without hesitation.
The matter of the waste body of dust.
In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with him being polite to Mo Cheng. After all, he is Mo Xiaofan's son and the number one genius in Fang Tiancheng. Mo Cheng came to visit today to find him to refine a pill, and
The rewards are generous.
But Feng He was disdainful of Mo Wangchen's words. Such a dandy and good-for-nothing young master couldn't store spiritual power in his meridians. If he came here just to buy elixirs, this was obviously impossible, right?
"What did I come to the Alchemy Pavilion for? Is it to buy elixirs? Does it have anything to do with you?" Hearing Feng He's slightly mocking words and the disdain in his eyes, Mo Wangchen naturally wouldn't give it.
What a good look on his face, he responded coldly.
However, after hearing Mo Wangchen's words, Feng He narrowed his eyes and his face instantly darkened.