Chapter three hundred and ninety-ninth terrible treatment
Mo Tian wanted to fight with others. How could the military not come forward to help with such a big matter?
You know, Mo Tian is the teacher of thirty-one powerful men who have been crowned kings. If their teacher fails, wouldn't it be a slap in their face?
Therefore, the military must come forward.
Of course, all of the thirty-one powerful kings have lived for hundreds of years, and their grandsons are older than Mo Tian. Although they are convinced by Mo Tian's soul path, if they can become Mo Tian's teacher in a certain field
, and Mo Tian was convinced. Wouldn't that be able to save some face?
There are many people with this mentality, and after careful selection, fifty people appeared.
After leading a group of people into the seventh floor, Mo Tian did not leave. He saw several people scanning his body with instruments and then turned around and left.
Soon, a report about Mo Tian's physical condition came out.
At the same time, after testing, the blood chef, nutritionist, and pharmacist all met and spent an hour formulating a recipe for Mo Tian.
At the same time, more than a dozen stoves were set up, and all kinds of precious blood materials and blood beast meat were taken out and carefully cooked.
Some pharmacists even prepared a large vat of medicine and waited for Mo Tian to finish practicing and sit there to recover his physical body.
The nutritionist even obtained hundreds of ingredients and prepared the drink carefully.
While these people were busy working in full swing, Mo Tian had already been taken to the eighth floor.
Several warriors built training equipment, conducted a round of tests on Mo Tian, and then set up a training amount for Mo Tian.
And Mo Tian was not idle either. He took out the Dust Protective Suit, Liuying Boots, and Demon Subduing Stick in front of everyone, saying that he wanted to temper these three weapons and integrate them into himself.
Several experienced warriors watched Mo Tian practice.
Mo Tian circulated the blood essence to refine it. After the man pointed out his shortcomings and saw Mo Tian correcting them, he disappeared and was never seen again.
Those who measured Mo Tian's body in order to formulate a complete training plan for him, but after testing and obtaining relatively accurate data, they all disappeared.
Invisibly, more than a dozen people have left.
In some aspects, Mo Tian has reached the point where he is impeccable, and these people can no longer help, let alone give advice.
Soon, Mo Tian began to practice the Thirty-Six Sticks of the Universe.
The demon-subduing stick, which weighed seven thousand kilograms, fit perfectly in Mo Tian's hand. After a short period of adaptation, Mo Tian began to practice the stick skills.
The person who pointed him out was none other than the powerful man who studied this stick technique.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Mo Tian's eighty-four blood streaks blooming, the king-conferring warrior was immediately horrified and speechless.
The early seventh-grade stick skills have certain requirements for blood patterns. Originally, the powerful king-conferring man thought that Mo Tian would not be able to meet this requirement, so he planned to give some pointers.
But he didn't expect that eighty-four blood lines would bloom on Mo Tian's body. He was obviously only at the sixth level of peak cultivation, so how could he have eighty-four blood lines?
etc.
Something seems wrong.
Soon, this powerful king was shocked and reached the peak of level five.
Mo Tian is actually the fifth level peak. The fifth level peak has 84 blood lines?
What about scary ghosts?
"This is the emperor's secret." Mo Tian smiled lightly. He felt that this person had a thorough understanding of stick skills, so he showed his cultivation to let this person fully understand his cultivation, and then formulate a set of skills that best suited him.
Training plan.
Mo Tian was not surprised at all by the other party's shock.
Absolutely, Mo Tian was stunned and suddenly remembered the scene when he first met his mother. Apart from leaving the Supreme Order to protect him, he didn't leave anything for him.
Could it be said that my mother saw the depth of herself in the first place?
Even if the mother might not be able to tell that she was possessed, the old man in black robes would definitely be able to tell.
Although the black-robed old man's spiritual platform was broken and he could not use his soul, his vision was still there. He might not be able to see his attainments in the soul path, but he could definitely see what was going on inside his body.
No wonder his mother had no intention of giving him any guidance on his cultivation. With his current situation, it seemed that there was no need for him to give guidance.
I have to accept the fact that Mo Tian's cultivation level is not the slightest bit arrogant anymore. The fifth-level peak possesses such blood lines, his aura is not weaker than that of a sixth-level peak warrior, his strength is comparable to that of a seventh-level warrior, and his attainments in the soul path
Unfathomable.
When I was at this stage, uh, I still didn't say it out loud. I was simply too embarrassed to show anyone.
"You practice on your own first, and I'll observe and observe first." The powerful man who sealed the king smiled, mustered up his energy, and made sure to give some pointers.
With the full help of these guys, as well as the endless supply of various blood banquet potions and nutrient solutions, Mo Tian couldn't stop at all. He finally had a taste of the cultivation treatment of the disciples of the aristocratic family.
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Mocheng is a huge and prosperous city with an area of thousands of miles and a population of hundreds of millions.
The center of Meucheng is even more prosperous, with all kinds of luxury sports cars speeding around, and many people in crisp suits passing through. It is a modern metropolis.
Such a prosperous city can only be seen in places like the state capital in the Golden Territory. Mocheng is not a state capital, but it is even more prosperous than the state capital.
Because this is Jinluan Prefecture, and Mocheng was founded by the Mo family of Jinluan Prefecture, Mocheng is like an independent modern country.
A high-end hover car was speeding crazily in mid-air. In a blink of an eye, it traveled more than ten miles and stopped in front of a unique building.
Two people got out of the car, one was an old man wearing a black robe.
The other one is a young man with a resolute face, wearing a crisp black suit.
"Teacher, where is this place?" Qingxuan stepped forward and asked in confusion.
These two people were Qingxuan and Aotian Wang who left without even saying hello to Mo Tian.
The two of them traveled non-stop for a month and arrived at Mocheng.
Qingxuan was young and spent most of his time practicing and had never traveled far. He felt extremely awkward when he put on these clothes. Although he didn't complain along the way, he was still curious about why the teacher appeared here.
"When you meet a person, give him something to please him." King Aotian said calmly and walked into the building first.
Soon, the two came to a quaint room. This room was very unique and antique. There were various paintings hanging on the walls. These paintings were not simple and revealed a different kind of atmosphere.
Qingxuan stared at these paintings closely. For some reason, he felt that this seemingly ordinary painting in front of him could easily kill him.
Qingxuan looked at King Aotian in shock, and King Aotian smiled and waved his hand: "Just watch."
Qingxuan was puzzled. His eyes fell on those words. The more he looked at them, the more strange they became. He was reluctant to look away.
"Old thief Aotian, what are you planning to steal here?"
At some point, an old voice came and actually called a strong man who was about to reach the tenth level a king, an old thief.
"You have avoided me for hundreds of years and dared not see me. How come you dare to come now?" The man asked again: "Could it be that I feel that I am old and have lost my memory?"