The Rise of Douluo's Grassroots

On the second day, after explaining the situation to Qin Ming, Mo Wentian left the team to practice alone.

All the way along the towns around the edge of the Star Forest, all the way north, hoping to find a suitable opportunity for me and break through level 30.

But there was nothing gained along the way. When I thought about building my own team, I noticed a lot of geniuses along the way, but most of them couldn't catch Mo Wentian's eyes. They either had poor innate soul power or bad character.

On this day, Mo Wentian came to a town. The sky above this town was filled with the aura of killing. Mo Wentian was instantly shocked. After inquiring, Mo Wentian suspected that this place looked like the entrance to the city of killing.

Mo Wentian did not stay any longer. With his current strength, he was still a little weak. He would come back to check when his strength was almost the same. If he could get the inheritance of God Shura, it would definitely shorten Mo Wentian's growth time, even if he couldn't get it. , the power of the killing field is also worthy of Mo Wentian coming here to experience it.

This oppressive and restrictive field is undoubtedly the most suitable field for swordsmen.

As one of the three law enforcement gods of the God Realm Council, God Shura is also the most powerful existence among the only five god kings in the God Realm. Before he awakens the complete inheritance of the Void Sword God, he is definitely the most suitable existence for him.

Leaving the small town and continuing to the north, Mo Wentian practiced and experienced all the way.

Half a month later, we arrived at Gengxin City, a city in the Star Luo Empire.

Yes, it was Gengxin City, the capital of metals. Mo Wentian felt that he needed a scabbard, a scabbard that he could use to carry the Ghost Vine Parasitic Sword after the transformation of the martial spirit Seven-leaf Clover.

Only by maintaining the existence of the sword body at all times for a long time, Mo Wentian can better understand the sword's intention and better control the time of training the martial soul transformed ghost vine parasitic sword.

Mo Wentian's goal is to keep the spirit in the form of the ghost vine parasitic sword for a long time.

Therefore, a scabbard was indispensable, so Mo Wentian came to Gengxin City, known as the capital of metal.

In the original work, it was the place where Tang San purchased rare metals in his later period.

With the void-breaking ability of Eyes of Delusion, which he has been at the peak of the second level for a long time now, he can definitely achieve gains that are not weaker than those of Tang San at that time.

Mo Wentian had a feeling that when he broke through the Soul Lord and obtained the soul ring, it was when the Eyes of Delirium reached the third level of Delirium.

The reason why they have been unable to break through to the third level now is mostly due to the limitation of the soul power level being too low.

Mo Wentian's vision now has become different from before. He doesn't care too much about the level of soul power, but only cares about future achievements.

Everything you do now is preparation for the future.

The third leaf, which symbolizes love, cannot be forced, but it will come sooner or later. No matter whether it is good or bad, love is something that you will have or have had when you reach your age.

The fourth piece symbolizes wealth. Mo Wentian didn't know how to judge it, so he took out most of the belongings in the Time and Space Divine Fate Ring to establish the power of the Demon Sect and use money to make money.

It can be said that the earning power of the Demon Sect is only inferior to the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Although Mo Wentian's consciousness was affected by the sword's intention, he was not stupid, but he was emotionally slow and spoke coldly.

Therefore, in recent years, the business operations of Demon Sect have adopted many modern business methods and some daily necessities that have not appeared in Douluo Continent, with the backing of Poison Douluo. Although these profitable things are envied by many forces, they can only give up.

"I'm selling candied haws!"

"Selling ice cream!".

"Authentic devil instant noodles produced by Momen.".

"I'm selling mutton skewers."

Approaching a snack street, Mo Wentian felt like he was back in his previous life.

Things like ice cream and instant noodles are not available in Douluo Continent. They were all brought out by Mo Wentian through the Demon Sect.

Along the way, I ate something and was wandering around to see if there was anything else delicious.

Suddenly, Mo Wentian found a mobile stall selling tofu in front of him.

"Selling, pff~, selling beans~tofu~fu~!".

The tofu seller was an ugly man with a bad look. He was cutting the tofu for sale with one hand. He blew his nose with the other hand, wiped it and then went to get the tofu for others. Mo Wentian instantly lost his appetite for food. , felt nauseated, and stayed away from this snack street.

When we came to the center of the city, we found that there were countless blacksmith shops, selling rare metals or ores that had not yet been refined.

Ore is a kind of thing similar to gambling on stones in the previous life. For ordinary people, it can be said that one knife can make you rich or make you poor.One knife to heaven, one knife to hell.

When I came to a store, I looked around and found that as long as I got closer, I could still see the amount of energy inside with my delusional eyes.

Even though Mo Wentian's mental strength is not at the Soul King level, if he doesn't have special eye skills, if he wants to see through the things in the ore, he won't be able to find out the soul level without the Ultimate Douluo.

Mo Wentian looked at dozens of pieces in a row, which consumed a lot of mental energy, and found that three of them contained rich energy.

There are two large ones and one small one, but the smaller one has more pure energy.

"Boss, how can I sell these two pieces!".

Mo Wentian deliberately revealed what he wanted and asked the two slightly larger pieces next to the small one.

"This gentleman is very discerning. These two pieces have been appraised by experts. They must contain a lot of metal. They are worth 3000 gold soul coins."

The boss is a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, who looks like a profiteer.

"It's too expensive. Even if there are rare metals in it, it's only worth 5000 gold soul coins at most."

Mo Wentian shook his head and said.

"It's wrong to say that. You should think like this. Even with 5000 gold soul coins, you can make a lot of money."

The black-hearted businessman rolled his eyes and continued to lie.

"Forget it, I'd better buy a smaller one. How many gold soul coins does this one cost?"

Mo Wentian said.

"500,! Take it away if you like it.".

The profiteer's interest suddenly dropped. Seeing that he was young, he thought he was a fat sheep, but he didn't expect that he was still an old man.

"Yeah! This is 500 gold soul coins.".

Mo Wentian took out 500 gold soul coins and handed them to the profiteer.

"This, this, how much can be packed together?".

Mo Wentian stopped beating around the bush and said directly.

"2000 gold soul coins.".

Although I knew it was impossible to trick Mo Wentian, I saw that Mo Wentian chose two more big ones, and I instantly became interested again. I didn't dare to ask for a higher price, and gave a similar price. Even so, it was still a small profit. One stroke.

Mo Wentian doesn't care, you may make a small profit, but I will never lose.

"Um.".

Mo Wentian directly took away the small ore and put it into the Time and Space Divine Fate Ring, and was about to put the big one in as well.

Suddenly, a group of people walked in outside the door, led by a graceful and noble young man, who seemed to be a powerful soul master.

"Wait a minute! Brother, I am also interested in these two pieces of ore. I wonder if I can part with them. I am willing to pay double the price to buy them."

The young man who looked like the leader said very magnanimously.

"Sorry, I'm interested in it too. I won't sell it." Mo Wentian refused directly.

"Hmph! Boy, if you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink it as a penalty. My eldest brother is willing to buy it at double the price, but you still dare to push it~"

A thin young man behind him pointed at Mo Wentian and snorted coldly. He wanted to say something, but was stopped by the leading young man.

"Shut up! In that case, excuse me, let's go."

The leading young man left directly with his subordinates.

"That's interesting." Mo Wentian said, putting away his weak murderous intention.

On the other side, several young people were leaving.

"Brother, why don't you let me continue? That kid is so ignorant that he dares to refuse your request, brother."

The thin young man was ready to say something.

The young man in charge said:

"Maybe we won't be able to get out of that door if we keep talking. When you pointed at that kid, I felt an unprecedented crisis."

The young man said with a heavy face. He didn't know how many dangers he had avoided by relying on this feeling.

"Then we can't just let it go!".

The thin young man did not retort unwillingly. Even just now, he felt a chill in his back, as if he was being pointed at by a sharp sword.

"Don't worry, if you dare to offend me, it won't be that easy. This is our territory.

A strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake. Judging from the appearance of this boy, it is probably his first time coming to Gengxin City. We have plenty of opportunities to play with him. ".

The grace on the face of the noble young man disappeared, replaced by a ruthless look.

Obviously, Mo Wentian's sword threat made the young man a little angry, but it is undeniable that this kind of people are not good people themselves, and now this attitude is just showing their true colors.

Mo Wentian didn't pay much attention to this incident. He found a hotel that looked pretty good and paid a month's deposit. Mo Wentian planned to stay here for a while.

Buy more ores, gather some rare metals, and create a scabbard in the form of a martial spirit.