witch doctor and queen

Chapter 33

"Wu Mo, why did you take a fancy to this Nine Dragon Cauldron?" Xue Bao jumped onto the chair beside Wu Mo and asked while lying there.

"It's not what I like, it's what it likes."

As Wu Mo said, he stretched out his hand, and a purple-red flame appeared on his fingertips, beating slightly.

It was obviously a fire, but when it appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to be a little colder.

"When it's close to the Nine Dragon Cauldron, it's very excited."

Wu Mo explained.

"Okay." Xue Bao nodded, "To be seen by it, this Nine Dragon Cauldron must not be ordinary."

"En." Wu Mo responded, and then threw the flame under the Nine Dragon Cauldron, and threw the prepared herbs into it.

Unlike other alchemists who are so cautious, Wu Mo's movements are very casual.

Xue Bao also seemed to be used to it, lying on the seat and watching Wu Mo concocting alchemy, sweeping his tail once and for all.

After an unknown amount of time, a sweet smell emanated from the Nine Dragon Cauldron.

Wu Mo opened the lid of the cauldron, only to see sixteen spirit-gathering pills lying inside.

All of them are bright in color, round and full.

Xue Bao also stretched his head to look at it, and said happily: "Sure enough, there is a different fire, and the efficiency is much higher. This furnace is twice as much as the previous one, and all of them are of perfect grade."

With a smile on his face, Wu Mo was also very satisfied. He took out one Gathering Spirit Pill and ate it, then put the other fifteen pills into a bottle and put them in the interspatial ring.

Feeling the aura gathering around him, he knew that the Spirit Gathering Pill had worked, so Wu Mo stopped wasting time and began to meditate and concentrate on his cultivation.

In a sense, this was the first time Wu Mo experienced the taste of cultivation.

The whole night, Wu Mo was absorbing spiritual energy.

It was not until the next morning that Wu Mo opened his eyes, and under Xue Bao's expectation, he mobilized the spiritual power in his whole body.

A red pattern with seven stars slowly appeared under his feet——

Level [-] Spiritualist! !
It is absolutely unimaginable for anyone to cultivate from the first level of spirituality to the seventh level of spirituality overnight, even those who are known as peerless geniuses are completely incomparable!
However, Wu Mo was extremely calm about this result.

As a ghost ghost, her body has already been refined to the extreme, and there is no situation where her physical strength cannot keep up.

As long as she has enough spiritual power, she can keep advancing, and her body can fully bear it.

Seeing Wu Mo's level, Xue Bao was happy, but he was not surprised - in Xue Bao's eyes, Wu Mo was always the most powerful!
Just after breakfast, the mistress came up to spread the news that someone downstairs was looking for her.

When Wu Mo first entered the Wine Cup Pavilion, he had told the shopkeeper that if anyone came to find Yun Nianxi, he would send someone to notify her.

Now hearing the message from the second child, I know that the man in the fine attire came to look for her the day before yesterday.

After tidying up a bit, Wu Mo went downstairs with Xue Bao in his arms, and sure enough, he saw Mu Linfeng waiting anxiously.

Seeing Wu Mo, a look of joy appeared on Mu Linfeng's face immediately, and he walked towards her quickly.

"Miss Yun, my father's condition suddenly worsened this morning. I remembered what you said, so I came to see you." Walking in front of Wu Mo, Mu Linfeng lowered his voice and spoke in a worried voice.

"Let's go." Wu Mo didn't say much, and said directly, "Take me to see the patient."

Seeing Wu Mo's calm look, Mu Linfeng couldn't help feeling a little more at ease, and took Wu Mo quickly towards home.

At first, he was worried that Wu Mo would not be able to keep up, so Mu Linfeng deliberately slowed down his pace, but because he was anxious, he couldn't help but get faster and faster. When he thought about it and looked back, he found that Wu Mo was only half a step behind him. .

It was obviously a leisurely and leisurely pace, but he was always able to follow behind him unhurriedly.

(End of this chapter)