The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

There are two kinds of people in Taixuan Continent, one is mortal and the other is self-cultivation.The self-cultivator cultivates himself with the spirit of heaven and earth in order to obtain Tao ascension.

Qixian asked, walking against the sky. After the foundation was built successfully, the three souls and seven souls of the monk would gradually condense, and eventually they would become a complete soul.Without the Three Souls and Seven Souls, it is naturally impossible to reincarnate, and there is no reincarnation of life and death.

Once the flesh is damaged, the soul cannot die within three breaths and will die.

These truths, Mo Tiankuo, who had been cultivated before he died, naturally knew.Therefore, when a thunder of spring thunder awakened him from the turbulent months of turbulence, Mo Tianluo was suddenly dumbfounded.

When the soul is away from the body, it is like thin ice exposed to the scorching sun, so fragile that it can be blown away by a gust of wind.But he still floated well, conscious, and remember the past clearly.Looking around, it is still a volcanic land, but I don't know which mountain it was blown to by the wind.

Trying to find out a touch of the soul, and found that he was wrapped in a soft layer of force, like a small bug enclosed in amber, safe and secure.

Although there is consciousness, after all, it is only a translucent light group without any power. Mo Tiankuo can only wander aimlessly in the mountains with the wind. This drift has floated for hundreds of years.

In the thirtieth year of waking up, Mo Tiankuo learned to use the faint power of the soul to change the direction of drifting. He didn’t dare to go to crowded places. Fire volcano.For hundreds of years, it was enough for him to look at the mountain range of three hundred miles.

The top of the flaming volcano, the fire does not disperse all year round, the grass does not grow, but there is a big tree standing.

The tree was three feet tall, thick and cuddly, tall and slender, with no branches, only a single tree, with a scorched color.The flaming volcano fires in April and burns in December. In the early spring when there is no open flame, this wood will produce a layer of tender green, and when the fire is fired, the leaves will fall.

Mo Tiankuo has been a refining tool for many years and knows the precious materials in the world. When he sees the fire like a pan dragon surrounding the single tree, but he can't burn it, the ecstasy in his heart is beyond words.Ancient god tree, endless tree!

Endless, means endless, this kind of god tree can be used as a flesh!

Although he didn't understand how the power to protect him came from, since he was still not dead, Mo Tiankuo naturally found a suitable body to regain his life.It is natural to find a child with good roots, but no matter how good the spirit roots are, they can’t compare to the ancient gods!

Cultivation of immortals naturally pays attention to the roots. The better the spiritual roots, the less the obstacles to cultivation, and the greater the chance of becoming an immortal.As far as we know, the best spiritual root is the heavenly root, and the person with this spirit root has the fastest rate of absorbing heaven and earth aura, and the highest perception.

However, the physical body of the endless wood is beyond the existence of the heavenly root.There is no reason for him. As an ancient god, it was originally a spiritual creature born in heaven and earth. There is no hindrance in absorbing the spirit of heaven and earth!

Mo Tiankuo circled around Shenmu round and round. This was probably the only tree in the world that he couldn't give up, and he couldn't bear to say anything.Just use a ray of thunder to cleave him into it and slowly refine it.

For other people's souls, he naturally has no ability to snatch a piece of wood, but he is not the same. He has been condensed by his soul for hundreds of years, and he has resisted the next sky.

Everything is available, only owe Dongfeng, Mo Tiankuo now, need a hack to crack his thunder.

Sky Thunder, it is not that you will come if you want to be hacked. Mo Tiankuo can only guard the Shenmu with his impatient patience of the Master Refining Master, looking forward to the day when Sky Thunder will come down.

The blossoming and blooming, the vicissitudes of the sea, this guard is a century.

"Kaka Kamba--" A thunder that sounded through the world passed through the heavy clouds, and split straight down, Mo Tiankuo hurriedly floated to the air, dangerously avoided the thunder that split the radius of dozens of cents into coke.

After waiting for a hundred years, I finally waited for Tian Lei, but it was a set of nine-day Xuan Lei.

Crossing the robbery is the last step to ascending into immortality, as long as you carry thunder robbery, you can become a road.

However, there is a difference between Thunder Tribulation and Thunder Tribulation. Some people's Thunder Tribulation is like drizzle, which means that the meaning has been hacked. Some people are shocked, and it is only a matter of chopping people to death.These nine days of Xuanlei are the latter.

Mo Tiankuo, who wanted to borrow light, could only manipulate his few soul powers, struggling left and right.

On that day, Lei slashed all day and night, and this gradually weakened. Mo Tianluo looked at the timing, clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and fell onto the Shenmu.

"Ka--" It seemed that the loud noise of the sky was falling deep into the soul, Mo Tiankuo only felt that the soul was torn apart inch by inch, and then was forcibly embedded in a hard thing, and wanted to roar painfully, but no body , There is no sound.

The ancient Shenmu instinctively rejected the invading souls. Although he was already in pain, the soul was flying away, Mo Tiankuo still clenched his teeth to keep a clear, and strive to penetrate his own soul into the vein of endless wood.

With the passage of time, Mo Tiankuo's soul is getting weaker and weaker, and the endless strength of the wood has not stopped.Is this the end?No, he has kept Shenmu for a hundred years, but not to be swallowed by Shenmu!

The power that has been protecting him seems to feel, slowly spreading out the package of his soul, the warm power is like a trickle, slowly combing his soul, blending with it bit by bit .Mo Tiankuo only felt very comfortable. After merging with the mysterious power, Shenmu no longer rejected him!

Nine days Xuan Lei, has been splitting for seven days and nights, and the unlucky monk who had crossed over has been split into slag.

After a heavy rain, the sky was blue.

Just when there was no fire in March, the green and endless wood slowly shrank and deformed, and finally turned into a slender man.The eyebrows are carved, the temples are cut, the beauty is beautiful, it is Mo Tianluo who has refined the wood.

After floating for hundreds of years and finally being down-to-earth again, Mo Tiankuo gave birth to the urge to look up to the sky.However, it is imperative to find a cover-up dress.

Shenmu was transformed, but he didn't make clothes.

After a little stiff limbs, Mo Tianluo took a step and walked towards the huge deep pit on the mountainside. The seven days and seven nights of thunder, not only split the hapless ancestor of the robbery into slag, but also The surrounding trees and rocks were completely destroyed.

After carefully sensing with the soul for a while, I didn’t find the spirit of the ancestor of the robbery. Mo Tian was relieved. If he was taken away by someone just after he was alive, it would be too injustice, and then he burst into laughter, like him. I don’t know what hit the Universiade, but it’s still a few.

Mo Tiankuo searched around the pit, most of the spirit treasures were destroyed, and only a storage bracelet was found for a long time.The bracelet is black and has no grade, the monk is dead, and the imprint of the soul also disappears, and Mo Tianli easily found out the contents inside.

The space inside the bracelet is very small, only some loose spirits and a few sets of clothes are installed. Mo Tianli raised his eyebrows, and his expression was a little subtle.This bracelet is a magical tool he practiced in his previous life. It stores things that will not solidify for a long time, cannot save spirits and spirits, and the space is very small. The only use is to resist thunder.Presumably this man bought it when he heard that he could resist thunderstorm, but this so-called fearless thunderjacking is just that the storage bracelet itself is not bad, and people will still be hacked to death...

Mo Tianli touched his nose and mourned for the monk who was pitted for a moment. Mo Tianluo took out a dark-colored dress and examined it carefully. No sign of martial arts or high-level magic weapon was found, so he put on his body.

With clothes and money, it's time to go out.Mo Tiankuo snapped his fingers in a good mood: "Leave!"

So, my fingertips caught fire...

Mo Tiankuo's eyes widened, and he looked at the flames rising from his fingertips, which were bright in color and glowed with a little blue light. If he didn't look away, it was... Wood fire!

There are several kinds of different fires happening occasionally between heaven and earth, such as stone fire, ice fire, etc. This kind of fire is dependent on other attributes, and it also brings other attributes.Unexpectedly, this endless wood was burned by fire for thousands of years, and a fire in the wood was born. This fire has the endless power of the endless wood. If it is used as a forge, the treasure of the treasure material will not be damaged.

Mu Zhonghuo, who could not be found in the previous life, was directly called to his face by a piece of heavenly pie, and Mo Tianwei froze for a while.

After a few more days of effort, I got used to this big pie, and Mo Tiankuo raised his foot to Ten Kill Valley.

There were too many monks who died here, and their grievances did not dissipate for a long time. With his fragile body, he could not get close. Now that he has a new body, he will naturally come to see it.

Desperate, the dwarf tree isolated, Mo Tiankuo crouched beside the dwarf tree, and touched the fist-sized tree hole.After all these years, the cat has already ran away.

Mo Xiaoclaw is a monster with excellent bones. When he picked it up, Mo Tiankuo also had the idea of ​​being a servant, but more because he liked the little hairball, so as long as Mo Xiaoclaw did not want to, He would not force it to make a blood contract.The petite little thing, without his care, did not know how it was going.

I want to find his cat, but the world is big, there is no blood bond, Mo Tiankuo does not know where to find it. Although the power of the soul is thrown, the body is basically not cultivated, and the strength is low and there is no ability to avenge. .Mo Tiankuo sighed. For this plan, it was still a good idea to find a martial art and settle down.