Chapter 1611 The Dedicated Saint
"Alas, I'm afraid that the demons don't know our strength and will attack us in the hope of unifying the White Tiger Domain..."
Li Changhong was worried. Now everyone in the Zhen Palace has settled in Jianmen Mountain. They all like this place and naturally don't want to move again.
The days of being homeless and homeless are really hard to bear...
"Old Li, don't worry. Now they don't know our strength, so they dare not act at will. What's more, they obviously don't regard us as opponents and will not engage in unnecessary entanglement with us."
Tang Zhao waved his hand nonchalantly, not taking the so-called demons and the temple into consideration.
Although most of the Jianmen today is carried by Tang Tian alone, the development to the present has reached a certain scale and foundation in each large domain.
"Young friend Tang Zhao, you are right. I worry too much."
Li Changhong smiled awkwardly, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Not only was Tang Tian a monster, but even every young hero around him was extraordinary.
The world has really changed!
"Alas, I am dying of suffocation, there is nothing to eat!"
At this time, Fatty Xiaofeng appeared in the hall, touching his stomach.
After advancing to the high-level Great Perfection of the Sea of Gods, people have indeed lost a lot of weight, especially Fatty Xiaofeng's size. Once he loses a lot of weight, it will be too obvious.
"Fatty, your cultivation speed is really fast, you have caught up with me..."
Tang Zhao curled his lips, each of these guys is a pervert!
Obviously, his cultivation level was one level higher than these guys, but now it's good, they are equal.
"Hehe, it's just so-so. Now you are the only one outside, how about we go drink and eat meat? Oh, and there is old man Li, let's go together!"
At this time, Fatty Xiaofeng discovered the existence of Li Changhong, touched his stomach, and always felt that if he didn't eat more, he would be sorry for his retreat during this period.
"Haha, I won't mess around with young people. I'm old and can't stand the tossing!"
Li Changhong waved his hands repeatedly. Now everyone in the Tiansheng Continent knows that Fatty Xiaofeng is a scoundrel. Although he looks honest, he is often as smart as a monkey, especially he will cheat people.
No matter what, he can't resist.
"Ah, so boring! Tang Zhao, are you leaving?"
Fatty Xiaofeng winked at Tang Zhao.
"Drinking is of course no problem, but I can't eat meat better than you, so you have to let me go!"
Tang Zhao smiled nonchalantly and stood up.
"Ah, your mouth is not smaller than mine, why are you pretending to be with me? When did you eat slowly?"
Fatty Xiaofeng looked at Tang Zhao with contempt, and then the two of them left with their arms around each other.
Li Changhong watched the two leave, shook his head, and got up and left.
In the Moluo Domain, the Pill Hall, it was still in the alchemy room, surrounded by smoke, revealing a domineering and cold face, it was Mo Tian who was refining the pill.
Mo Tian frowned slightly, his expression seemed to be concentrating on looking at the alchemy furnace, but he was thinking about other things in his heart.
"The movement of the demon clan this time was so big? I just don't know if the main body knows the situation?"
When Mo Tian came out of retreat, he couldn't help but become a little solemn after knowing that the demon clan had declared war on the Tiansheng Continent.
What is coming will always come, but it came faster than expected.
It seems that the demon clan can't wait any longer, but who made the decision to go to war?
Is it the Lord of the Moluo Hall, or the Saint Mo Chenwu? Or the elders of the Moluo Hall?
The elders of the Moluo Hall should not have this qualification, so is it the Lord of the Moluo Hall, or the Saint Mo Chenwu?
The secret in this, even with Mo Tian's current identity, there is no way to know.
"My cultivation is still not enough. I have to continue my retreat!"
Mo Tian raised his eyebrows slightly, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes. After making the decision, he concentrated on refining the elixir.
The elixir he refined this time, a divine elixir called "Demon Blood Fury Pill", is a elixir specially used to restore vitality. Although it is quite violent, it is very suitable for the strong men of the demon clan.
There are really not many people who are qualified to let Mo Tian refine elixirs now.
In addition, the price to pay for asking Mo Tian, the unique divine alchemist, is too high.
Even the patriarchs of other demon clans can't afford it.
What's more, if the divine elixir is not necessary, there is no need to find a divine alchemist to refine it.
After all, the ninth-grade elixir is already a very rare treasure for anyone.
Therefore, there are very few people who can find Mo Tian to refine elixirs now.
The only person who could afford to waste time and not take it seriously was the Saint of the Demon Luo Palace, Mo Yunyao. After all, her real purpose was not to drink, as long as she could take down Mo Tian, these worldly possessions were nothing.
Especially when she was with Mo Tian, she had Mo Chenwu's full support, so she didn't have to worry about anything.
Of course, Mo Yunyao always found reasons to get along with Mo Tian, which naturally caused doubts and opposition from some elders of the Demon Luo Palace, and she brought the matter to the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace.
But how could the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace care about these things? He didn't even ask about the affairs of the Saint Son and the Saint Daughter, and most of the time, he was in seclusion practicing.
These elders were asking for trouble, and they definitely didn't dare to protest to the Saint Son.
Because the demons all knew that Saint Mo Chenwu was ruthless to everyone, except Saint Mo Yunyao.
That was why even if Tang Tian killed Mo Yanfei, it was nothing to Mo Chenwu, at most it would only damage the demons' reputation a little bit.
After the Demon Blood Fury Pill was refined, Mo Tian put it into the jade box, waved his sleeves, and left the alchemy room.
Not surprisingly, Saint Mo Yunyao was waiting outside.
Mo Tian had long been accustomed to this situation.
He couldn't count how many times he had experienced such a situation.
Even Mo Tian didn't know what he would feel if he didn't see Mo Yunyao outside after refining the pill one day?
"Saint Lady, the Demon Blood Fury Pill has been refined."
Mo Tian casually handed the jade box containing the pill to Mo Yunyao.
Mo Yunyao also put away the pills as usual, and smiled and said: "I wonder if the magic pill master has time to drink with me today?"
"Uh..."
Mo Tian was stunned. To be honest, he didn't know how many times he had invited him every time he received the pills.
Everything seemed to be a cycle, and nothing changed.
The only difference was that every time he asked Mo Tian to refine the pills, they were never the same.
If one day, Mo Yunyao asked Mo Tian to refine a pill that even Mo Tian had never refined, or even heard of, it would really arouse Mo Tian's interest.
[Author's side note]: The second update is here today. Sorry everyone, today and tomorrow I am busy with my grandmother's 37th day, so the update is a bit slow. Sorry, sorry, I am working hard on typing.
