Mo Shaoli is not good at wine, but the fragrance of the spirit wine in front of him is really attractive, smelling the aroma of wine, saliva is constantly secreted, and then he keeps swallowing, and his throat makes a gurgling sound.

Unexpectedly, the sword fairy shook his head and said, "That's it, you can't drink it from your brother." ”

"What can't you drink?" Mo Shaoli said disdainfully: "I didn't expect you to be a picker, how many spirit stones? I'll pay, it's all right?" After speaking, he couldn't help but take out a pill bottle from the storage ring, and the flames in his hand rose, instantly turning it into a wine glass. Mo Shaoli unceremoniously picked up the wine jug, filled himself with a glass, and drank it with his head up.

The sword fairy said that he couldn't drink it, but he didn't stop it, he just squinted at Mo Shaoli.

When the wine was entered, Mo Shaoli's face immediately turned red.

"Hold the grass!"

"Whew!"

With his mouth open, a ball of substantial flame erupted from his mouth and burned towards the sword immortal opposite.

The Sword Immortal waved his hand to disperse the flames, shook his head with a chuckle, and said, "Brother Mo Evil Dao, this is the healing medicine wine that the Immortal Eater prepared for me to suppress the cold in my body. ”

Mo Shaoli's face turned even redder when he heard this, the spiritual effect of the spirit wine was scorching and spicy, mainly based on yang fire, and if he was replaced by an ordinary Void Dan Realm monk, this glass of wine would definitely lose his life. forcibly cast a spell to suppress the medicinal power, and after urging the Heaven Devouring Secret Art to refine, it took a long time to relieve his breath.

No wonder this guy drank slowly, and he must have also dared not take a big mouthful.

His grandmother's bear, this loss eats......

His face was still a little red, but he still said calmly: "I also happen to have cold in my body, wow, this glass of wine is half better." Brother Sword Immortal is the cold qi of the ice glass demon beast into the body, and if you are seriously ill, you should use fierce medicine, you take a big sip and try it, the effect is particularly good. ”

The sword fairy lowered his eyelids, ignoring Mo Shaoli's clumsy tricks.

Mo Shaoli looked at him, his heart was even more unwilling, his eyes were dripping, racking his brains, but he couldn't think of a way to pit him, and finally depressedly picked up the wine jug, filled himself with a glass again, and learned the appearance of the sword fairy, sipping a little bit.

"I watch the sword fairy brother is good at swordsmanship, and Mo Xie has also admired swordsmanship for a long time, I don't know if I can give me some advice?"

The sword immortal said: "My sword path lies in one heart and one mind. I look at what Brother Mo Evil Dao has learned, and he is taking the path of the Great Yan Wanfa and the all-encompassing way, and the two clash with each other, which is not appropriate. ”

"It's okay, I'll just see and learn, just practice and play, and you can teach me a handle or two. ”

The Sword Immortal still shook his head and said, "I only have three styles and nine moves, so I have nothing to point out about." ”

It's only three ways and nine moves, it's too poor, right?

Mo Shaoli was desperate when he heard this, and asked again: "You often come to Old Man Zhang's place to eat?"

"Not often. The sword fairy said: "The food fairy and my master have an old relationship and have a lot of friendship, so I occasionally come here to feast on my food and make it for free, and I still have to prepare my own ingredients." ”

"Oooh. Mo Shaoli said enviously: "It's just right to stay in the Star Refining Sect, you can eat and drink, and you are carefree." ”

The Sword Immortal shook his head again and said, "Brother Mo Evil Dao, why should you envy others, although the cultivation of the sect is comfortable, but it lacks experience and knowledge, and there will always be bottlenecks in cultivation. Therefore, the monks in the sect also need to go out from time to time to experience and increase their experience. ”

Mo Shaoli said: "It's better than going to the battlefield to fight." ”

"Although the battlefield battle is dangerous, there are also meritorious deeds in the account, at least there will be no shortage of cultivation resources. The sect cultivates, but in fact, there is not much income, and the monks still need to fight for it themselves. ”

......

The two chatted with each other, most of them were Mo Shaoli who asked, and the sword fairy replied, and in the end, Mo Shaoli really couldn't find a topic, so he simply shut up.

Take out the iron box containing Wanjun heavy water from the storage ring and open it, pinch it with both hands, and use mana to control the black water droplets in the box to fly out, and levitate in front of you.

Biting his fingers, he squeezed out three drops of essence blood in a row, and turned into a mysterious blood sacrifice pattern under the control of mana. The blood sacrifice suddenly wrapped Wan Jun heavy water and melted into it.

Mo Shaoli's hands kept flying, and a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. With the entry of mana, Wan Jun Heavy Water was finally refined, and the color became darker, revealing a metallic luster.

"Shrink!"

Mo Shaoli's law suddenly changed, and with a low cry in his mouth, Wan Jun heavy water quickly shrank and turned into dust.

"Up!"

The law was transformed, and Wan Jun heavy water turned into a fist-sized water ball.

Ten thousand mother water refining!

The supernatural power is barely in the early stage of the first layer, this supernatural power is different from others, it needs to be included in the body's acupoints to slowly warm up with true qi, and after a long time, there will be signs of breakthrough when the warmth is in place, at that time, you only need to continue to integrate into the Wanjun heavy water, and the supernatural power can be promoted.

Mo Shao's centrifugal thought moved, and Wan Jun's mother water exploded with a "poof", turning into a pale black water vapor the size of his head. When you open your mouth and inhale it, the water vapor is inhaled into the body and stored in the Keimen acupoint.

Continue to sit cross-legged, pinch a Dharma seal with both hands, and control the true qi in the body to swim away according to the supernatural power exercises and then focus on the acupoints. Wan Jun Mother Water stood in the center of the acupoint, slowly rotating, and every time it completed a week of rotation, it had to inhale a trace of true qi into it, and its own surface gradually extended out of the supernatural lines.

The biggest feature of Wan Jun killing this magic power is that it can only be cultivated by resisting foreign objects, and the Wan Jun mother water after cultivation is a collection of half a refining magic weapon and a magic power seed.

Mo Shaoli had devoured a water source seed at the earliest, and it was extremely easy to cultivate and cast the water attribute spell supernatural power, and Wan Jun Killing this supernatural power was no exception. In just two hours, the supernatural power veins on the surface of Wanjun's mother water were completely generated, and the supernatural powers were completely stabilized at the beginning of the first layer.

After the formation of the Divine Channel Pattern, the speed at which Wan Jun Mother Water swallowed True Qi became faster, and the throughput was almost equal to the sum of all the other divine powers that Mo Shaoli cultivated.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Shaoli realized that the divine power of offering true qi is equivalent to offering a divine power and cultivating a magic weapon at the same time, and it is not uncommon to consume a lot of it. The more cultivation passes, as the cultivation of natal artifacts, natal true fire, and the number of supernatural powers increases, the amount of true qi consumed by monks to support these things becomes quite large, and it will gradually become a burden. Mo Shaoli had heard of it, but now he was completely unconscious and didn't care about just a few supernatural powers.

The power of Wan Jun in the early stage of killing a layer was pitiful, and it was impossible to use it to resist the heavenly tribulation, so he simply mobilized his true qi wholeheartedly, operated his magical powers, and warmed Wan Jun's mother water.

In just half a day, Wanjun mother water reached saturation and showed signs of breakthrough.

Taking a deep breath, the aura of heaven and earth rolled into his mouth, and then he exhaled the turbid qi, and suddenly felt refreshed.

When he opened his eyes, he found that Zhang Zhixian was standing in front of him, touching his chin and looking at himself.

"Your kid's affinity for water-attribute aura is far beyond that of ordinary people, I have seen no less than a hundred cases of various water-attribute innate Dao bodies, and I have never seen anything comparable to you. ”

"Hehe, hehe, genius, there's always something special. "The matter of the Wudao Sword and the Source Seed is too weird and abnormal, Mo Shaoli can't even figure out what's going on, pretending to be stupid, sloppy eyes, rolling his eyes, and saying, "Senior, is the spiritual meal okay?" ”

When he stood up, he noticed that the sword fairy was slowly scooping a bowl of red and yellow meat soup with a spoon, and the faint sour and bitter smell made Mo Shao feel a twitch from his stomach.

"This guy is eating?"

Mo Shaoli secretly slandered, opened the lid of his tray, and his face suddenly turned a little green.

In his bowl was a lump of yellow bula, which looked a bit like rice, and was dotted with a few blue-purple mung bean spots. Fortunately, the taste is okay, and the light fragrance is calming.

"Hehe, senior, you've changed your tricks. Mo Shaoli took the spoon, gestured a few times in the air, and asked curiously: "Wasn't that kind of meatball very good last time? ”

Zhang Zhixian glared dissatisfiedly and said, "Do you kid eat or not?"

"Don't get me wrong, senior, I like to eat meat, not vegetarian. ”

"It stinks, I'll change places. Mo Shaoli ran to the table in front of the counter with a bowl of smoke, opened his mouth, poured all the rice in the bowl into his stomach in one go, rolled his eyes, and began to operate the divine power refining.

Three-story mid-term!

Three layers of late stage!

Three-tier pinnacle!

A bowl of spiritual food directly helped Mo Shaoli quickly raise his supernatural power to the peak of the third layer, and it is estimated that he will be able to reach the peak of the fourth layer with this supernatural power two more times.

When he got up, he found the sword fairy sitting at the table, still slowly dealing with the meat porridge in the bowl in front of him. It's been two days before this guy eats half a bowl.

Mo Shaoli pinched his nose and stepped forward to take a look, staring at the sword immortal to observe, and found that the breath on the other party's body had calmed down a lot, and it seemed that the injury had stabilized, and he muttered angrily: "Poor child." ”

The sword immortal put down the spirit jade spoon and said to Mo Shaoli: "Brother Mo Evil Dao, this is a medicinal diet, which is very different from the spiritual diet you are taking, do you want to taste it?"

"Medicinal diet?" Mo Shaoli was greatly moved, it was the first time he had seen a high-grade medicinal diet, and there were only a few grandmaster-level spiritual dieters in the Immortal Dynasty, and it would be difficult to see it in the future, let alone taste it.

However, this guy from Sword Immortal obviously has bad intentions.

Mo Shaoli shook his head resolutely and said, "I don't want you to eat the leftovers." It's like shit, it's disgusting. Brother Sword Fairy is amazing, admire, you can eat this. ”

The sword immortal pointed to the red meat in the jade bowl and said: "This is made of the heart of the fire dragon, and it is the first of the first legions of the Immortal Dynasty entrusted by my master to secretly enter the Great World of the Flood through the interstellar teleportation array, kill a fire dragon, and bring it back through the interstellar teleportation array." When it was put into the hands of the seniors, the heart was still beating, and it was a bit of a problem to smell the taste, but it was fresh and delicious after entering the mouth. ”

This really came to Mo Shao's centrifugal hurdle, he had cultivated the magic power of the True Dragon Law Body, and he had a thirst for the subconscious of the True Dragon Flesh that could improve his magical powers.

"Taste...... It's okay, it's not dead anyway. Mo Shaoli really couldn't hold back his curiosity, picked up his jade spoon, carefully scooped out a diced dragon heart, held it in front of his eyes, looked at it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

At the entrance of the spirit flesh, Mo Shaoli's eyes suddenly widened, his face was dark green, and the expression on his face changed rapidly, and finally froze on the expression of pain.

Forget the majestic yang fire spiritual effect, the key is the taste, it's hard to imagine that there is such an unpalatable taste in time. This food fairy is almost against the sky, there is no need to poison it, this smell alone can kill people.

What the hell is this!

Mo Shaoli saw the indifferent chuckle of the sword fairy, and grinned angrily, this guy looks serious, and Temo pits people are one by one.

Swallow this breath.

Can't let him get complacent.

Mo Shaoli endured the discomfort, crooked his mouth to refine the spiritual effect, pretended to sit calmly at the table, and said word by word: "It tastes good." ”