And Mo Tian, helpless, had to deal with one or two.

Fortunately, Mo Zheng saw Mo Tian's helplessness and took over the overly enthusiastic crowd for him.

The heads of the other three major families also stepped forward to congratulate each other, and their words were very polite. A teenager who had cultivated sword intent at such a young age, they naturally knew what it meant.

In the future, in Tianyun City, I am afraid that the Mo family will take the lead! A Tianjiao is enough to push a force to the peak.

On the other side, Mo Guang's father and son seem to have been forgotten by the world, and no one cares about them.

The father and son were all full of resentment and stared at Mo Tian who was surrounded by the crowd, these glories should have belonged to them.

"How did you cultivate your sword intent!" Suddenly looking back, Mo Tian felt that the fragrance was blowing, a beautiful girl, with a fluttering white dress, was looking at him with a smile.

"Are you?" Mo Tian was slightly stunned and asked.

"My name is Zhang Biting, and we played together when we were kids!" Zhang Biting said, stretching out her little hand as white as jade.

Mo Tian stretched out his palm, shook the weak and boneless little hand gently, and said with a smile: "If you want to learn, I can teach you!"

"Really?" Zhang Biting's beautiful eyes lit up and her smile was like a flower.

Sword intent, among the disciples of the Sword Sect who practiced swordsmanship, only the senior brother could comprehend it. Mo Tian actually agreed to teach her, which made Zhang Biting dislike!

"Of course, it's just that cultivating sword intent requires a lot of suffering!" Mo Tian said.

"Cultivators, how can anyone be afraid of hardship!" Zhang Biting said with a smile.

The girl's bright smile and touching laughter undoubtedly attracted the attention of many people and looked over here.

Those young men were even more obsessed, looking at the delicate and moving Zhang Biting, and they were reluctant to blink their eyes.

Mo Dingtian and Zhang Tianshun, two elders, saw the two children surrender like this, and there was a hint of knowing smile in their eyes.

Only Mo Dong, watching Mo Tian and Zhang Biting talking and laughing, was jealous and hateful in his heart, and gritted his teeth with a clucking sound!

This damn Mo Tian not only snatched away the honor and status that should have belonged to him Mo Dong. And it seems that he has also won the heart of the goddess in his heart, which is called how Mo Dong does not grit his teeth!

Zhang Biting, that is the goddess in the hearts of the entire Sword Sect and all the male disciples.

"Well, I seem to have missed the best part!" a voice in the crowd suddenly shouted.

The crowd turned around and saw an old man with a yellow face and a little sloppy, who was pushing the crowd and squeezing towards the rostrum.

Seeing this yellow-faced old man, the heads of the four major families were all shocked, and then the four of them swept out together and greeted them respectfully.

The crowd suddenly whispered, where did this sloppy old man come from, and let the four masters greet him so respectfully!

"Is it him?" Zhang Biting was also slightly surprised. This old guy has a very big shelf, his father personally invited him several times, and this sloppy old man doesn't give face. I didn't expect to come to the Mo family by myself now, it's really strange!

"It's Master Feng from the underground auction house!" someone in the crowd recognized Feng Chuanlin and shouted loudly.

At this moment, the crowd suddenly exploded.

Maybe some people haven't seen Feng Chuanlin, but the name of the alchemy master Feng is like thunder in Tianyong City, and it can be said that women and children know it.

In this martial arts world where resources determine strength and strength determines everything, the rarity and nobility of alchemists are clear to everyone.

So knowing Feng Chuanlin's identity, everyone didn't feel strange at all when they saw the four masters of the family who were respectful and respectful in front of Feng Chuanlin, just like juniors. On the contrary, people take it for granted.

"Hey, old guy! what a majesty!" Mo Tian couldn't help but be a little angry when he saw that his grandfather was so humble in front of Feng Chuanlin, and that guy actually looked well-deserved!

As soon as Mo Tian's half-joking and half-accusatory words came out, the crowd was stunned, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little embarrassing.

"Tian'er, don't be rude!" Mo Dingtian's face also changed, and he said, "Don't you still pay compensation to Master Feng!"

"Hey, Feng Chuanlin, don't you want me to go down and compensate you?" Mo Tian still stood straight on the rostrum and said lightly.

As soon as this sentence was spoken, even Zhang Biting quietly pulled Mo Tian's sleeves. Hurriedly gave him a look.

Just when there was silence in the arena and the four masters looked at each other, Feng Chuanlin suddenly stepped onto the rostrum, hugged his fists at Mo Tian and smiled: "Master Mo, don't blame, I came to thank you!"

Seeing that Master Feng actually hugged his fist to Mo Tian and saluted, everyone was stunned and did not react.

"Thank you?" Mo Tianqi said.

Feng Chuanlin didn't talk nonsense, he directly raised his eyebrows, and a wisp of majestic spiritual power was immediately released from him.

"The spiritual power has broken through to the third grade, so fast!" Mo Tian said in surprise.

"In his twilight years, Chuanlin was able to step into the realm of intermediate alchemists and get a glimpse of the mysteries, thanks to the master!" Feng Chuanlin said, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing three times.

Inscription alchemy, inheritance is more important than everything. The grace of preaching and teaching, grace and reconstruction.

Therefore, Mo Tian did not push back, and really accepted this gift. This is the rule of this industry, and Mo Tian can't break it!

Crowd, you look at me, I look at you, they are all monks of Zhanger, and they are confused.

Master Feng actually kowtowed to Mo Tian three times, I'll go! That's the alchemy master Master Feng, it's almost the same when someone else kowtows to him!

"Tian'er, what's going on?" Mo Dingtian walked over, looked at Mo Tian in surprise, and said.

Mo Tian scratched his head and said, "I gave Master Feng something, and he accidentally broke through to the third-grade alchemist!"

Mo Dingtian was overjoyed, and said in his heart: Master Feng owes Tian'er such a big favor, and he must be able to ask him to refine more pills for the family in the future.

When Mo Zheng, who was on the side of the three-grade alchemist, heard this, he couldn't help but be moved, and bowed down to Feng Chuanlin and said, "Master Feng, when my father worked hard for this foundation in his early years, he left a lot of dark wounds on his body. Can you ask the master to refine some elixirs for my father to repair his dark wounds?"

Feng Chuanlin waved his hand and said with a smile: "Master Mo's alchemy is far above me. Why should you go far and near?"

Feng Chuanlin's words were like dropping a bombshell in the crowd.

Everyone looked at Mo Tian with their eyes brushing the ground. He's still an alchemist?

"Mo Tian, do you really know how to do alchemy?" Zhang Biting's beautiful eyes flowed, staring at Mo Tian's eyes, and asked seriously.

Mo Tian glared at Feng Chuanlin and nodded helplessly.

"Wow!" the crowd burst into an uproar.

Those people from the Mo family cheered loudly!

Their Mo family actually produced an alchemist!