Ten days, Mo Wentian lived very comfortably, except for not going out of the Moon Tower, it was alchemy, refining the body, condensing yin and yang qi, and consolidating the foundation of the soul vein, for the outside news, he ignored it.

Xuanwang Mountain

When Mo Wentian arrived with the Xuanwang Blade and led two hundred clansmen, the Xuanying Branch had always been the head of the Outer Eight Divisions, even when the Xuanying Branch fell, the other tribes of the Outer Eight Divisions did not propose to replace the head of the Xuanying Branch, but still supported the Xuanying Branch.

This is a favor, which has been won by several generations of Xuanying Branch. When Mo Wentian arrived in the area of the Xuanying Branch, he completed all the rituals, and greeted these clan elders and elders with the attitude of a junior, without the slightest attitude of being young and mad.

"Xiao Tian, as soon as you come back from the Crying Blood Wasteland, you will be in retreat, Lu Tianyun doesn't know what is going on in the Bloody Wasteland?" Xu Kaishan pulled Mo Wentian and asked what everyone wanted to know.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, didn't I customize a lot of things from your predecessors, our craftsmanship is really the best, it's very easy to use, and then we'll be back, I'm here to thank you seniors. Mo Wentian saluted the people who gathered around.

"Hehehe, since you bought things, we have been mentally prepared, we know what you are for, they are all carefully built for you, fighting a war is not a competition, fighting a war is about means and resources. We wonder why you didn't even see a single corpse after four or five hundred thousand people were killed?

"How can I have that habit, the Crying Blood Wasteland is very evil, once a person dies, the flesh and blood melt quickly, and there is nothing left for two hours, this is still a human race, if it is a beast, as long as it is injured, it will bleed endlessly, if you encounter a difficult beast, you can lead them to the Bloody Wasteland. Mo Wentian said.

"And such a weird thing?"

"Xiaotian can still lie to us, and I'll try to catch a fierce beast when the time comes. ”

"My tribe has suppressed the Jiao Demon all the time, and it can't be killed if it can't be killed, it's been sealed for two hundred years, if it really works, then don't you just put it in the Blood Wasteland?"

"Seniors, you can give it a try. I tried, but I retreated because I had a shadow in my heart. "Don't ask the sky.

"Just you kid, can you have a psychological shadow? It's not that we are disgusted that our old man has been chattering endlessly and has run away. I'm afraid to drink your celebration wine. "Wind Drifting Shadow walked over. Feng Piaoying has been treated by Mo Wentian, the dark injury has been treated, the vitality has recovered quickly, the snow-white hair is now gray, and the people of the twelve-fold cultivation, once the wind and water are smooth, the progress is very fast.

"What is there to celebrate, the internal dumping, to put it bluntly, is also a slap in the face. After the trial in Xuanwang Mountain, we went to Qinglin Mountain to show our talents, and when we come back, let's celebrate, Brother Bodang, let's try it, who killed more Dongyi people, it is considered a win, how about a losing treat?"

Jiang Bo Dang is the warrior of the Tianlong Branch, the Tianlong Branch is mainly fighting, Jiang Bo Dang is twenty-three years old, bravely crowns the three armies, cultivates solidly, and can be one enemy with three enemies with the same strength, and is the first young warrior of the eight outer branches. It's just that Mo Wentian suddenly rose up and obscured his light.

"Patriarch Mo is an enemy of ten thousand, I don't dare to compare. Jiang Bodang laughed. Just kidding, Mo Wentian killed all sides in life and death, and in the end, a group of 100 people fought against him alone, and he was killed one by one. How can this be compared, there is no way to compare!

"I'm talking about tribe-based units, how about individual treats?"

"Okay. If all of you Xuanying Branch are dispatched, and we have the courage, these 200 or so people who came here will still be confident compared to the 5,000 people of our Tianlong Branch. Jiang Bodang laughed.

Now the cultivation of the two people is the same high, they are both the peak of the golden armor warriors, and they deliberately suppressed the cultivation for this competition, otherwise they are both martial artists.

"That's not necessarily, my 200 men are all soldiers, and night owls are coming. ”

"Patriarch!" the night owl came to salute.

"Let me introduce to you, our war song is all nobles, and the application was approved yesterday, night owl, war song commander. ”

"Boy Night Stalker, I've seen all of you. The night owl hurriedly saluted. There were hundreds of people in a circle.

This is Mo Wentian elevating him, letting him show his face, and get acquainted with each other, so that he can do things in the future, after all, it is difficult to enter the aristocratic circle and integrate into it.

"It is said that the night owl is like a wolf, and now he has become a new nobleman, and his temperament is different. Feng Piaoying said appreciatively.

Mo Wentian and Night Owl are just the opposite, Mo Wentian is as warm as jade when he is even, and his cultivation is not obvious. The night owl was covered in blood and breath, and with the breath he revealed, the bronze armor warriors couldn't reach it. If he really wants to compete, Jiang Bodang will not be his opponent.

At this time, Tianleihu stood on the platform, waving the battle flag, and the soldiers of various tribes participating in the trial began to gather. The two hundred people of the Xuanying branch stood at the front, and behind them were the large troops of the outer eight divisions, which were very conspicuous.

"Patriarch Mo, there are only two hundred of you?" Tianlei Tiger was a little unhappy, the performance of the Xuanying Branch has been very eye-catching recently, it is a strong team, and two hundred people participate in the trial, that is a joke.

"Report to Tianshuai, there are 5,500 people in the war department. Mo Wentian replied loudly.

"Then why are there only two hundred people here?"

"We only have 200 places. ”

"How is this possible? This trial is not trivial, the quota is 6,000 people, it was set a year ago, and you actually said that there are only 200 people?"

"I don't know, there are indeed only two hundred places in the Xuanying Branch. Mo Wentian replied.

Tianleihu looked at the audience, other tribes also had such a situation, some had five hundred people, some had a thousand people, and some were as high as ten thousand people.

"Shi Jianning, what's going on?"

Shi Jianning, the pavilion master of the Military Martial Pavilion, immediately sweated down, and Tianleihu immediately understood what was going on, and ordered his own soldiers: "Take it!"

"Tianshuai, wronged, spare your life!"

"Yin and yang are violated, the trial quota of each ministry is deducted privately, and the military discipline is violated, where is the wrong?"

"Many of their tribes don't have enough soldiers, so we only deploy them automatically. ”

"You mean to say that I asked these marshals to be stupid, stupid, and not to know this?"

"The subordinates don't dare. ”

"The reason why this quota is set is because every tribe is equal, and they must be treated equally, and they must be treated equally. Chopped. ”

The sword flashed, the head of the hall master of the Junwu Pavilion fell to the ground, and Tianleihu said: "The trial of Xuanwang Mountain, there is no danger to life, this trial of Qinglin Mountain, in fact, is the battlefield, it is the game between our Dongtian tribe and the Dongyi people, Xuangong, and Wudian, it is a great trial that is going to die, once in a hundred years, we give every clansman a chance, this time there is no limit to the number of places, everyone reconvenes the clan, and after an hour, enter Xuanwang Mountain." ”

"Shi Jianning, this unlucky guy. Chui Baiyan walked over and sat next to Mo Wentian.

The night owl went to gather people, and five thousand five hundred people arrived as soon as possible through the teleportation array, one by one, full of energy, ten breaths, and Tian Longzhi also came, and the number reached 10,000. This is a feast for the golden-armored samurai, and all the gold-armored samurai who come.

"What are you doing with me?"

"I'm a free man, I want to follow you, how about it?"

"While going, wherever the love goes, I can't keep the Xuanying branch busy. Mo Wentian was a little speechless, what is this.

"Let's go, we are all grandmothers who don't love our uncles, you are the head of the eight young people in Qinglin, and it is inevitable to follow you. "Pat your ass and leave.

"Patriarch, how did they end up like this?" the night owl was a little puzzled.

"They were originally gentlemen, and they had no relationship with the tribal chief, but they counterattacked, and one mountain could not tolerate two tigers, so they were idle. ”

"That is, let them take care of themselves, but they are not ruthless enough to be the leader, and those tribal leaders are too worried. ”

"You kid mean I'm ruthless?" Mo Wentian kicked the night owl.

The night owl said with a smile: "You can't do it, just you, you have to be the patriarch, there are three people who can be the patriarch, you, Lu Gonglin and Lu Gongtai, those two are not good enough to make their brains, just like me, I don't know how to be flexible." There are only three of you in the direct line, you couldn't cultivate at that time, but you could refine medicine at that time, and the influence of the alchemist was very great, so the first choice for anyone was you. "When I arrived at the Xuanying Branch, I naturally knew the secrets of the Xuanying Branch, and the head of the night owl's analysis was the Tao.

"Yes, he has ideas, he is a talent. Let's go inside. ”

Xuanwang Mountain is the place where the Xuanwang cultivated and retreated in the past dynasties, since the Xuanwang is no more, the Xuanwang blade is broken and missing, and there are some phantoms of the Xuanwang blade in the Xuanwang Mountain, Gu said to capture, seal the weapon, you can sense the Xuanwang blade spirit, get the Xuanwang blade spirit, the weapon will be transformed into a divine weapon, tens of thousands of years, the people of Qingshui Dongtian firmly believe that one is to seal these phantoms, and the quality of their weapons has been significantly strengthened.

Entering Xuanwang Mountain, Mo Wentian gave an order, and the small unit of the Xuanying Branch's human intention of ten people to fight was scattered, and the Xuanwang Blade Phantom was also called the Xuanwang Blade, but it was impossible to meet, and a group of people gathered together, but it was wasted.

The others dispersed, and Mo Wentian walked aimlessly on Xuanwang Mountain alone, and the Xuanwang seal was divided into green, white, red, blue, and gold. Is there a battle on the mountain, Mo Wentian doesn't care, his Xuanwang blade is already a divine product, and with the soul of the Pixiu soldier, the Xuanwang seal is of no use to him.

"Patriarch Mo!" The people who were fighting stopped fighting, and they all looked at Mo Wentian in horror, Mo Wentian's reputation was too great, and they found a green Xuanwang seal, which was fighting.

"Hello everyone, I'm just passing by, you continue, snatching the opportunity is a necessary psychology for monks, but we are all clear water caves, don't hurt the harmony. ”

"No!"

Mo Wentian was the only clan leader who had entered here, and he was also a killing god, and everyone was in awe.

"What is Mo Wentian doing, what kind of moth is he going to produce, why is he swaying alone, and he doesn't look for the Xuanwang seal?"

"See, he didn't fight for the Xuanwang Seal when he saw it, which proves that he is not interested in the Xuanwang Seal, nor is he interested in the spirit of the Xuanwang Blade, his Xuanwang Blade is almost a divine product, and he doesn't care about these anymore. ”

"When he opened his eyes and told nonsense, you see that he found one and collected it. He just doesn't want to bully the small with the big, otherwise, with him leading those Xuanying warriors, he will sweep the Xuanwang Mountain, this is the result you want?" said Feng Piaoying.

"Well, of course not. Liu Jiubian and Heavenly Thunder Tiger were immediately choked.

Mo Wentian collected one to the Xuanwang Blade and found that Pixiu swallowed it in one gulp, as if such a Xuanwang seal was a tonic for him. In this way, Mo Wentian's heart moved, and he began to search, and he could clearly sense it within fifty miles, although tens of thousands of miles of Xuanwang Mountain was huge for him, but compared with others, he obviously had an advantage.