"Although you are now my apprentice, in front of outsiders, it is better not to scream, I don't want to be too conspicuous, understand?"

Mo Wangchen looked at Zhang Hao and said.

Zhang Hao is the young master of the Zhang family in Jianye City, and he is known as the first day talent, if he calls himself a young master in front of people, wouldn't he be scared to death a large number of people?

"Understood!" Zhang Hao nodded, but he was a little puzzled in his heart, Mo Wuchen not only had extremely high Dan Dao attainments, but also could casually take out a Xuan-level intermediate martial art for himself.

No matter from that aspect, this is not something that ordinary people can do, but why, before this, Mo Wuchen was named a gentleman and a waste?

Is it forbearance, or is it something else?

Zhang Hao didn't understand, but he wouldn't ask!

Now he only knows that he has worshiped Mo Wuchen as a teacher, and this is enough!

It wasn't until the afternoon that Zhang Hao and Lin Qing left from Mo Wuchen.

Now Mo Wuchen had refined more than twenty Qi Gathering Pills, and not long after Zhang Hao and the others left, he also entered the cultivation state.

......

Time flies, half a month later!

Mo Wuchen sat in the courtyard, woke up from his meditation, slowly exhaled a breath, and said to himself, "Although the Qi Gathering Pill is an ordinary one-grade pill, it is also of great help to me now, in the past half a month, the spiritual power in my meridians has reached seven-tenths, and it will not be long before I can try to impact the Condensing Pulse Realm!"

Once he becomes the Condensation Realm, Mo Wuchen's strength will make a qualitative leap, and the cultivators of this realm can already control spiritual power and carry out attacks that far surpass.

From a certain point of view, reaching the Condensation Pulse Realm is the only way to 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, the more spiritual veins I have, the stronger it means that my strength is stronger than people in the same realm, and even if I fight a war of attrition with others, I'm afraid no one can compare with me......"

When Jun Muqing broke through the Condensation Pulse Realm, he condensed three spiritual veins, although his cultivation was only one of the condensation vein realms, but his own combat power was enough to be three or four characters in the Miaomei Condensation Realm, this was the strength of the spiritual veins, the more spiritual veins condensed, the more powerful the cultivators were!

"Now that the hundred medicinal materials have been used up, it seems that I have to go to the Alchemy Pavilion in person, and if Lin Qing comes to the door every day, there is always something wrong......

Mo Wuchen just stood up from the spot, in his father's eyes, he was Lin Qing's disciple, but a few days ago, Lin Qing always came to the door, and there was nothing to find him, most of them were trivial things.

As a master, the pavilion master of Fang Tiancheng's Alchemy Pavilion, and the second-grade alchemist of the Yunguo Danshi Alliance, he came to his door every day to find his apprentice, which would always arouse suspicion.

So a few days ago, Mo Wuchen specially reminded Lin Qing not to come so often, otherwise, it would be too strange.

Fortunately, Lin Qing also understood the meaning of Mo Wuchen, so in the next few days, he basically never came to the Mo family again.

......

It was already afternoon, and although Fang Tiancheng was one of the smallest cities in the Cloud Country, its population was as high as one million.

Walking out of the Mo family and walking on the endless streets for two pillars of incense, Mo Wuchen came to the Alchemy Pavilion.

As the largest pill selling place in Fang Tiancheng, the Alchemy Pavilion naturally had a lot of people coming and going every day.

As soon as Mo Wuchen walked in, 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 Mo Wangchen arrived, and no one came to receive them.

"Mo Cheng?"

His eyes probed inside, and soon Mo Wuchen couldn't help frowning slightly, because he saw that Mo Cheng was also here at this moment.

Beside Mo Cheng, there were also several side disciples of the Mo family, and the young man who was slapped twice by Lin Feng that day was also among them.

Opposite Mo Cheng, standing was an old man in a green shirt, about the same age as Lin Qing, and now with a smile on his face, he seemed to be talking about something with Mo Cheng.

Mo Wuchen directly ignored Mo Cheng, and was about to walk past the other party, when suddenly, Mo Cheng also noticed his arrival.

"What are you doing here?" Mo Cheng frowned, turned his gaze to Mo Wuchen, and asked.

"What does it have to do with you?" Mo Wangchen didn't bother to pay attention to the other party, responded lightly, and then wanted to take another step.

"Young Master Mo Cheng, this is ......"

Hearing it in front of Mo Cheng, the old man in green shirt couldn't help frowning slightly, Mo Cheng was Mo Xiaofan's son, and he was the first day of Fang Tiancheng, who dared to talk to him like this in the past?

However, at the moment, this white-clothed young man who was about the same age as Mo Cheng seemed to be not afraid of Mo Cheng at all, and even the way he responded was so arrogant.

"Hehe......"

Mo Cheng smiled, looking at Mo Wuchen with some disdain in his eyes, "Master Fenghe, this is my young master of the Mo family, the first gentleman of Fang Tiancheng, Mo Wuchen, his great name, you should have heard of it, right?"

"Master Wind River?"

Hearing Mo Cheng's address to the old man in green shirts, Mo Wuchen couldn't help frowning 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 Wind River, right?

"Don't forget the dust?" Hearing Mo Cheng's words, Feng He was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly came to his senses.

No wonder he was so arrogant, even Mo Cheng dared not to take it seriously, but he didn't expect that this young man was Mo Xiaotian's son, the waste young master of the Mo family.

Thinking of this, Feng He's eyes also showed a trace of disdain, of course he had heard about Mo Wuchen's personality.

"I heard that Young Master Mo is a person who can't store spiritual power, and now he has come to my Alchemy Pavilion, isn't he going to buy pills?" Feng He's words were a little light, and he didn't shy away from saying Mo Wangchen's waste body at all.

In his opinion, he was polite to Mo Cheng, it was understandable, after all, he was Mo Xiaofan's son, and he was the first day of Fang Tiancheng, and Mo Cheng came to the door today to find himself to refine a pill, and the reward was good.

But for Mo Wuchen's words, Feng He is disdainful, such a young master who is a waste of waste, the meridians can't store spiritual power at all, if he is said to be here, it is also to buy pills, this is obviously impossible, right?

"What am I doing in the Alchemy Pavilion, do I buy pills, does it have anything to do with you?" Hearing Feng He's slightly mocking words, coupled with the disdain in the other party's eyes, Mo Wuchen naturally wouldn't give him a good look, and responded coldly.

However, when he heard Mo Wuchen's words, Feng He's eyes narrowed, and his face sank instantly.