The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Cross the Hongqiao and come to Wotian Cave.

The cave is extremely vast, several times larger than Woqing Cave, and the buildings are magnificent.Pavilions and pavilions, thousands of buildings, connected by Hongqiao and cornices between houses, surrounded by mountains and hills, and cranes dancing, are beautiful.

After entering the cave door, a fierce apprentice came to meet: "The banquet is set in Yufeng Pavilion, please ask Uncle Shi."

Among the three caves, Yu Jian is not allowed to fly, only on foot, so even if Mo Tiankuo can't fly now, he will not be embarrassed, and he walks towards the Yufeng Pavilion in the east.

Yufeng Pavilion is a roofless flower pavilion, very spacious.Many low-legged tables have been set up now, and many people have been seated. The upper position is a slightly elevated stone platform, which should be a hot position.

Yan Lie is a proselytized disciple of Sect Master Tian Lang, who has the highest status among a generation of disciples, but is a genius figure of the Celestial Root of the Fire Department.

The elders were still alive, and their birthdays could not be held, but they couldn’t bear the enthusiasm of the Yan Lie and Martyrs. Several brothers and sisters clamored for a banquet for him. In addition to the success of the advanced infants recently, the suzerain was also very happy and approved this. Banquet.

"Uncle Shi's position is the first in the east." The guide's disciples pointed to Mo Tiankuo one of the top sapphire table cases.

Mo Tiankuo nodded and walked towards the table.

The silver pattern on the black silk dress was dazzling in the sun, and then looked carefully. The figure in the black dress seemed to devour all the light, with a sense of oppression that could not tell the truth.

The moment he walked in, the originally lively hall suddenly fell silent.

Mo Tiankuo ignored the reaction of everyone, walked to his seat, walked around with his knees leaned over.

The mythical disciples of Xuanji Reality haven't come yet. The generation of disciples sitting here at this moment are all under the gate of the suzerain. Each calm atmosphere, they nodded when they saw Mo Tiankuo.

The hall resumed its liveliness again, and the second generation of disciples sitting behind started whispering.

"It turned out to be him!"

"Who, such a strong momentum?"

"Don't you know? The proselytized disciples just received by Qingtong are said to be because they look so good."

Mo Tiankuo picked up the jade pot in front of him, poured himself a glass of wine, and took a sip.

Su Wen sat silently on the table behind Mo Tiankuo and whispered to introduce him to these generations of disciples.

There were a total of five disciples under the patriarch's gate. Apart from Yanlie, two were present today.In Ziyi, with a baby face, is the second apprentice Zi Mo; in white, with a firm face, and sitting quietly drinking, it is the third apprentice Bai Luo.

"Uncle Moxiong, who ranked fourth, went out to practice with my master. As for Uncle Langzi, who is fifth, is still young, this banquet has never been involved." Su asked in a low voice.

Mo Tiankuo nodded slightly, looking at the two sitting on his side.

This Yan Lie is very human, and put his position at the front, but his two younger brothers sat down to show respect for Wo Qingdong.The opposite row is obviously reserved for the disciples of Xuanji.

Zimo was sitting next to him, looking very active. When he saw him, he couldn’t help but talk to him: “My name is Zimo, the second real disciple of Tianlang. You can call me Brother Zimo or Brother Zi, I don’t know what to call the younger brother?"

"Brother is polite, younger brother Mo Tianluo." Mo Tianluo replied gently.

"Then I will call you Brother Mo later!" Zi Mo looked very happy. "It's so good, don't learn from your brother, always fierce."

Mo Tian smiled slightly and did not answer.

Zimo stabbed the three younger brothers next to him with his elbow: "Xiaobai, come and say hello to younger brother!"

"Brother Brother Bai!" Mo Tiankuo raised his hand and saluted at will.

Bai Luo put down the glass and looked slowly. After a moment, he raised his hand and said: "Bai Luo, I have seen Brother Shi." Obviously he looks like a knight, but his voice is weak, and Mo Tianque couldn't help but stunned. a bit.

"Come on, last time I didn't say anything in the hall. For the first time today, let's have a drink!" Zi Mo smiled and added a glass of wine to Mo Tianluo. Mo Tianluo also raised his hand to add wine to the two brothers. The three drank a drink and the atmosphere suddenly became familiar.

Of course, familiarity is when Zi Mo starts chattering towards Mo Tianluo, Bai Luo still pours himself quietly, but occasionally turns his head to take a look and listen to what they are saying.

To be honest, there was a commotion outside, and the disciples of the mysterious reality came in a mighty way.

There are the most disciples in Xuanji, with a dozen or so, but there are actually only three disciples, and the rest are ordinary disciples.

Among the three cave masters, Xuanji is the one who likes to apprentice the most, but his temperament is uncertain, and he often accepts it happily.

A group of people came, headed by a colorfully dressed man, with a handsome face, a slender figure, a dark green robe, covered with a magenta gauze, and a bright yellow belt around his waist.

"Yo, Hua Qing, why didn't you wear your hundred butterflies in a big flower skirt today?" Zi Mo shouted when he saw the arrival.

The man who had walked too calmly immediately staggered and gritted his teeth: "Shut up! Who said it was a big skirt!"

"What about Brother Yuan and Brother Yu?" Zi Mo turned around and introduced to Mo Tianluo. The person who came here was the second disciple of Xuanji. He was named Hua Qing, and he liked to dress up with flowers. He was followed by ordinary disciples and no name. You can ignore it.

"Brother Yuan closed, Master Yu went out with Master," Huaqing glared at Zimo and sat down to the first one on the right. The two tables behind were empty, and neither Bailuo nor Zimo wanted to go. Sitting with him, Huaqing reached out and grabbed the youngest boy, "Brother Cheng, come sit here."

Mo Tiankuo raised his eyes. The man was the Tianlinggen disciple who had just been received by Xuanji Reality. His name was Chengxi.

Cheng Xi gave way, and sat down.

Mo Tiankuo looked down, touched a glass with Zi Mo, and slowly drank it. This little boy was obviously a little proud, let him sit down, seemed to feel that it should be so, but did not know the jealousy and mockery in the eyes of those brothers behind him , Almost poked him through.

"Hahaha, let your fellow students wait for a long time," a clear voice came from not far away. Soon, the flames in a red dress, with the momentum of the newly advanced Yuanying still not able to converge, walk quickly. Ascending the throne, he smiled and said, "Yan Lie's birthday today, thanks to all the teachers and brothers who don't abandon, come to support the show, Yan Lie is very grateful, let's respect first!"

Speaking, she picked up the cup in front of her and sipped it out.

It's easy to win a good impression if you don't drag on the water, and everyone congratulates and toasts.

Mo Tiankuo raised his eyes and looked at Yan Lie. This man had a pair of charming peach blossom eyes. When he lifted his eyes, he smiled with a three-pointed smile.

"Today is when our brothers get together, drink a glass of wine, and practice boringly on weekdays. It is rare to relax once, not drunk and not return!" Yan Lie said with a smile, a maid carrying Lingguo and Lingcai in.

Mo Tiankuo looked at the dishes in front of him. Even those who cultivated the immortals could eat food and taste the taste, and they were not vegan, but the decent people tended to drink only some spirits in order to show their spirits, and at least eat some spirits. As a result, steaming dishes like this are rare.

"This chicken drumstick is delicious, Xiaobai, you eat one too!" Zi Mo held the chicken leg in a grin and grinned past the dialogue.

Bai Luo turned his head, stared at him coldly, and put a plate of chicken legs in front of Mo Tiankuo.

"Hey, don't you give it to me, why do you give him!" Zi Mo immediately stopped, and reached out to grab it.

Mo Tiankuo picked up the plate: "This is Brother Bai for me."

Zi Mo's eyes widened: "Good boy, you..."

The opposite Cheng Xi teenager saw this scene and pursed his lips and said: "Let the master be a rule, how can Brother Mo grab the brother's things?" He clearly was the arrogant of heaven, but he has not yet been given a name. The guy who started with Shuang Linggen with only one face was able to directly become a disciple of Qingtong's true person, and he was so inferior to the disciple's disciple...

The lively atmosphere was sluggish, and Hua Qing rolled his eyes. This younger brother was too jealous. Didn't he see anyone playing around?What's more, people are proselytized disciples, and your name hasn't been decided yet, what does it mean to call the teacher a disciple!

Yan Lie walked down in a timely manner, breaking the momentary embarrassment: "Brother Mo is able to come, and he is very happy for his brother. Come, let's have a drink. What will be the difficulty in Zongmen in the future, despite telling Brother."

Mo Tianluo stood up: "Brother Xie, respect brother for his brother."

After drinking the wine, Mo Tianluo asked Su to take out the gift of Wo Qingdong, some spirit stones and fairy grass: "This is the heart of the disciples in the cave, Brother He's birthday."

Yan Lie took it with a smile and handed it to the apprentice Chifeng behind him.

"Teacher retreat, can't come, send a gift for his younger teacher, Brother He advanced Yuanying." Mo Tianluo took out an exquisite box and handed it up, the box lid was opened, and there was a fist in the box Big and small, big and clear!

Yan Lie looked at the big bell, and pulled the corner of his mouth unchecked. He immediately closed it, held it in his hand, and bowed to the east to salute: "Disciple Xie Shishu rewards."

Huaqing also took out his Master's congratulatory gift at the right time, but it was a long box, held by Cheng Xi teenager, and the lid was tightly closed.

Cheng Xi saw that Mo Tiankuo's box was opened, and the treasure inside was shining brightly. It was obviously a rare spiritual treasure. He wanted to earn face for his master and opened the box pretentiously before handing it to Yanlie.

Mo Tiankuo raised his eyes, the things inside were unobstructed, but it was a delicate, long, hemp rope!That's right, it's a hemp rope. In the eyes of the master refiner, it is indeed a plate of authenticity that is not even a magic weapon. Hemp rope...

Huaqing quickly covered the box, glared at Cheng Xi fiercely, and handed it to Yanlie with a smile.

Yan Lie didn't seem to see what was inside. He took it respectfully and thanked the west for his salute.

The banquet came to a successful conclusion in such an atmosphere of seemingly enthusiasm and brotherhood.

Mo Tiankuo returned to Woqingdong and went to see Master first.

"The Sect Master has just arrived and is meeting with the Cave Master." The maid stopped him expressionlessly.

"So, I'll come back later." Mo Tianluo turned back to his small courtyard, and his cat was gone. Only a bed sheet full of hooks and holes was laid on the bed alone.

Mo Tianran frowned, turned to go out to find, thinking about the place where the hair ball often appeared, lifted his foot and walked towards the back mountain.