"Greed is not enough to swallow an elephant, this time you are lucky not to be blown up in the Spirit Mansion. ”

"That's it, don't wear such a big hat if you don't have such a big head!"

As soon as Mo Tong woke up from his meditation, there were a few sneers in his ears, and these voices were Ying Feipeng and Fang Jun.

"Senior Brother Mo, are you okay, you scared me to death just now, your appearance is so scary, if you don't wake up again, I want to go to Master and him." This drop of spiritual liquid is almost equal to ten Gathering Spirit Pills, but you can't take too much, just as the sect master said, don't exceed nine drops. Gong Yue was deeply relieved to see that Mo Tong had finally woken up.

"Let Senior Sister Gong, you worry, I'm fine, the first time I took a little more, I'll pay attention next time." Seeing that Gong Yue was so anxious, Mo Tong's heart was a little reluctant.

"Nine drops, hmph! That's Senior Brother He's limit. It seems that it is safer to take three drops of spiritual liquid at a time. If you want to blow up the Spirit Mansion, that's a joke. Ying Feipeng heard Gong Yue and Mo Tong's words, and sneered casually. Ying Feipeng looked at the way Mo Tong was almost burst by the aura just now, and naturally knew that Mo Tong had taken too much spiritual liquid. However, if he knew that Mo Tong drank a cup of spiritual liquid at a time, he would not be as calm as he is now.

"What does it matter to you that we overdose? If you have the ability, you try it once? Don't dare, don't make a noise if you don't dare, no one will treat you as dumb. Gong Yue glared back fiercely, scolding her Senior Brother Mo in front of her, isn't this looking for scolding?

Phew! I'm not stupid, why should I take too much spiritual liquid? Ying Feipeng scolded in his heart, and didn't argue with Gong Yue anymore, offending Qingzong's future Dan Master, this is not a wise thing after all.

"Senior Sister Gong, don't pay attention to them, it's better to digest more spiritual fluid if you have time. Senior Sister Gong, you also have to work hard, alchemy is important, but you can't leave too much behind in your cultivation. "Mo Tong sometimes can't cry or laugh at Gong Yue's temperament, people like to ridicule and mock, but they can't hurt anyone.

"Well, Senior Brother Mo, don't worry, I won't leave my cultivation behind. I also want to become a fourth-order Dan Master and surpass my master. Gong Yue nodded again and again, in fact, Mo Pupil's cultivation was progressing so fast, and she felt a lot of pressure. But with Mo Tong's care, her heart is sweet.

Seeing that Gong Yue's girl obediently began to absorb the spiritual fluid again, Mo Tong smiled and shook her head. I casually filled another glass of spiritual liquid, sat on the side and slowly pondered, little by little trying the limit of myself and luck to swallow.

I don't know if it's because of the expansion of the spiritual veins after drinking a whole cup, Mo Tong only feels a little bit when he drinks ten drops at a time, and what is even more infuriating is that the lucky guy actually dislikes the lack of spiritual liquid, and clamoring to take a big gulp. Mo Tong naturally didn't pay attention to it, because it wasn't lucky that exploded, but himself.

Mo Tong drank more and more at one time, and in the end, he drank it in small sips, small sips, and a glass of spiritual liquid was all drunk in just a quarter of an hour. No, it should be said that all of them have been absorbed, and nine out of nine of them have been absorbed by luck.

He ...... Mo Tong, did he really drink the whole cup of spiritual liquid just now?" When Mo Tong wanted to fill another cup of spiritual liquid, Fang Jun happened to see it, and immediately looked at Mo Tong with great surprise, and pulled Ying Feipeng, who was also surprised, next to him.

"How is that possible? Why is he nothing? There should have only been two or three drops of spiritual liquid in his cup, it must have been. Ying Feipeng had an expression of disbelief on his face, and secretly found an explanation for the facts in front of him that he could accept.

But when Mo Tong then drank the spiritual liquid cup after cup, as if drinking boiled water, Ying Feipeng and Fang Jun were completely dumbfounded. He Zhefeng, who had just woken up after absorbing a spiritual liquid, was also shocked for a while, especially when he remembered the ridicule he had made to Mo Tong not long ago, his face was flushed.

At first, you may also feel that Mo Tong is drinking like this, and it is very likely to blow up the Spirit Mansion. But after a few days, the amount of spiritual liquid taken by Mo Tong at one time had increased to as much as half a catty, and He Zhefeng and the others didn't see anything wrong with Mo Tong. On the contrary, the amount of spiritual liquid taken by Mo Tong made them feel extremely unbalanced in their hearts, and the amount of the three of them in ten days was even less than the amount of Mo Tong's once. I thought that I could use the spiritual liquid for a year, but I was afraid that Mo Tong alone would drink it up in less than two months, and the spiritual liquid that the three of them really shared was only afraid that it would be less than one percent.

He Zhefeng and the three of them didn't have the heart to continue cultivating, so they all went to inform the sect leader Yuan Hong of the situation, and asked to stop Mo Tong's behavior of chewing peonies.

At the beginning, Yuan Hong thought that He Zhefeng and a few people were crowding out Mo Tong and beating small reports or something, but when he went to the spirit pool again, he couldn't help but be surprised. He Zhefeng didn't exaggerate at all, on the contrary, they exaggerated. What kind of elixir is Mo Tong drinking? It is clearly drinking boiling water, sitting next to him and patting his bulging belly, constantly burping, obviously his stomach can't fit it.

Look at the spirit pool again, good guy, half of the spirit liquid in the spirit pool is gone. It has been less than half a month since the opening of the spirit pond to today, and he has actually drunk it, and Rao is Yuanhong can't help but feel distressed when he looks at it. This ink pupil is really a monster, he can drink so much, and if he goes to a super sect like Yumen, he is afraid that he will be poor.

He Zhefeng and the three of them walked away for a while, and when they came back, they found that the spiritual liquid in the spirit pool was missing, and their hearts were dripping blood. Half of the pool's spiritual liquid had to be taken by themselves, and at least they could improve their one-star cultivation, but it made Mo Tong ruined.

"Uh...... Suzerain...... Uh......" Mo Tong looked back and saw that the sect master had come, but he had just eaten too much, and he didn't even have the strength to sit up for a while.

It's all my own fault, but in the end, I didn't hold back, and drank more than 100 catties of spiritual liquid at once. No, it's to blame Lucky, as it grows, the amount of spiritual fluid it needs grows by orders of magnitude, and Mo Tong soon discovers that no matter how much spiritual liquid he drinks, he can't meet Lucky's needs. Due to the large amount of spiritual fluid flowing in his body, and with the help of the lucky tree, Mo Pupil's body turned into a giant sponge, absorbing a large amount of spiritual fluid.

"Mo Tong, it's only been less than half a month, and your cultivation seems to be about to break through the four-star Xuan Ling, and your progress is really fast. Yuan Hong smiled bitterly in his heart, why did he forget the demon of Mo Tong? I don't know how this guy did it, others take spiritual liquid in drops, he pours it well, and drinks it directly until it swells.

"Uh...... It's okay, drink it again, there should be no suspense about the breakthrough, uh...... "Mo Tong always thought that Yuan Hong would not care about things outside his body in his previous life, and he looked indifferent to everything, but now it seems that it is not.

Drink it again? Drink it again, and others are afraid that there will be no more dregs. Yuan Hong heard Mo Tong say this, and he didn't know if he was pretending to be stupid, and he almost wanted to shoot Mo Tong to death. It wasn't uncommon to open the spiritual pool that day, and there were so many elixirs put in, but Qingzong tightened his belt and opened it once. Now that you've drunk half a pool by yourself, what do you want to do?

He Zhefeng and the others heard Mo Tong's words on the side, if it weren't for the sect master's side, they were afraid that they would beat Mo Tong in groups. This is really too bullying, it is half a pool of spiritual liquid that I don't know how many elixirs have been smelted, and one drop less is distressing for a long time. Now let Mo Tong swallow half of it alone, and even threatened to rob it again, who can stand this? As early as this, it should have been divided equally according to the head from the beginning.

"Ahem...... Yuan Hong said with a slight embarrassment on his face, "That, that, Mo Tong, you have also drunk nearly two hundred catties of spiritual liquid, even if you drink the rest, there won't be much room for improvement." Do you think that's okay? I'll take you around the Treasure Pavilion?"

Yuan Hong said this sentence after holding back enough courage to say it, thinking when did he have such an embarrassment as a sect master?

"What?Treasure Pavilion?" He Zhefeng and the three of them didn't have time to be happy when they heard that the sect master didn't let Mo Tong use the spiritual liquid anymore, and they immediately shocked Yuan Hong's second half of the sentence, and they couldn't help but start to be jealous for a while.