The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

The demon beast that ordered the blood contract, that is, the spirit beast, the people in the right way like to call their spirit beasts the spirit pets, and the devil is called the magic pets.There are not many things like spirit beasts, like spirit weapons, a monk can only sign a blood contract once.The so-called things are rare, and the big lion, the dearest pet, still has a high status in the magic palace.

The injured lion found a tree root to squat and healed himself. Mo Tianli took the cat and returned to the room to wait for dinner. Without waiting for food, he waited until the call of the killing ground.

"To complete the refining, what else is needed besides that artifact?" Sit down on the throne, holding a jade jade in his hand, presumably the news just came.

"Taishu Stone." Mo Tiankuo said neatly.

The Taichu Stone is left over from the ancient times. It is a very precious material. A small Taishi Stone can be much more expensive than the Falling Star Stone.Too early, the beginning of qi.Unlike the magic weapons that usually consume the user's spiritual power, the magic stones made from Taishi Stone can absorb the heaven and earth aura on their own, which is inexhaustible.

He frowned: "Just this?" Although Taichu Stone is precious, it is not unavailable. There is a piece in his magic palace, but if it is so simple, why hasn't anyone been able to practice it in these years?Didn’t Liu Yunzong’s surname Ding waste study for hundreds of years?

"There are seventy-two sets of magic circles passed down by my father." Mo Tianluo smiled innocently.

Hearing the two sons of the magic circle, he slammed his head big. In his opinion, the fist was hard enough. There was no need to study the magic circle like ghosts.With that kung fu drawing, I learned a few hundred tricks to defeat the enemy.He had a headache every time he watched the painting method, but the guy still likes to paint on his face.

"This just needs to add a defensive circle," Venerable Tian pointed to the treasure that had just been trained. "Go back and paint yourself."

"I don't draw, you draw." He looked dizzy at the complicated pattern.

"I need to add money to painting." Venerable Tian Tian raised his eyebrows.

"Just add it, are you afraid I can't afford it?" Pai patted his chest.

In the past long years, Venerable Landlord has become the patron of Venerable Landlord.I feel that as long as you give money, you can make whatever you want, which is really great.Jian Tian felt that as long as he made a name at random, he would give money without saying anything. It was really great.

The seventy-two array method is still a trick of the master of the array. Even if someone else can’t learn it for ten years, he abandons his plan to study, and pats the shoulder of the "nephew" and said: "After two days, The Eight Wastelands auction, let's go now."

"Slow," Mo Tiankuo stopped the plan to take out the flying boat on the spot. "It needs some preparation."

From the Demon Palace to Bahuang City, the flying boat takes one day, and the land and his men are all in the valley. Mo Tiankuo and Uncle Cat haven't eaten yet.

So, Venerable Lord Sit down in a very luxurious flying boat, let the maid pour the wine, while looking at the two guys who are not elegant.

Mo Tianluo asked the maid maid to prepare a bunch of food, roast chicken, fried fish, boiled shrimp, steamed crab, and dim sum.One person and one cat were eating Hess on the boat, and the lion opposite saw a licking nose.As a high-level spirit beast, he always eats beast-feeding pills. According to his master, eating that is more elegant, and eating meat in large chunks every day is done by the beast, but... noble demon such as Mo Xiaochu The beast is eating meat, why can't he eat it?

I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat...

The big lion took a sip of water and moved forward a little, then a little while the owner was not paying attention.

Mo Tianli knocked on a crab, heated it with a palm fire, peeled the crab meat and handed it to the small hair ball on the leg, ate the crab leg by himself, turned to get the roast chicken, and the arm touched a fluffy thing, bluffing Jumping and turning his head, he saw a huge lion's head somehow moved to his side, looking at the roast chicken covetously.

"Come back!" He looked up and found that if he didn't pay attention, his own dear pet ran to the other side to eat. It was really a shame!Raising his hands, holding his palms into claws, dragged the Black Night Lion back through the void.

The big lion dragged his limbs in the air, and was quickly caught by the owner back in his hand, and he gritted his teeth with discontent.

He threw a feeding pill to the big lion, and the big lion raised his paws to fiddle a few times, patted the fly, and continued to bite at the master.Eat meat, eat meat, eat meat!

In the sea of ​​knowledge, the constant echo of "to eat meat" is the meaning conveyed by the devil's pet to the owner through the blood contract. The nose is crooked, and the blood contract is so used?

Ignoring the troublesome masters and servants, Mo Tianluo fed Uncle Cat, hugged him in his arms and coaxed him to sleep, he could feel a smooth hair along the way, not bored.When Uncle Cat fell asleep, he took out a carving knife and carved things.In the storage bracelet, there are some small magic weapons refined, slightly modified, and then add a formation, the power will increase a lot.

Watching his skillful painting technique, he nodded secretly, so he could rest assured that he would refinish the artifact: "Nice nephew, you still build the foundation for cultivation, if you can really become an artifact ?"

"Naturally is impossible," Mo Tianwei smiled, and waited for a while, and then said, "The artifact is made by my father, and only the last process is missing. Although the little nephew is not good, I try my best to complete the last one. There is hope."

Hearing this, he felt more relieved, and he wouldn't believe it if this kid patted his chest and promised to refine the artifact.If the foundation-building monks can make artifacts, then the forging will not be siege.

When Feizhou reached Bahuang City, it was already night.

Most of the magic roads gather in the south of Taixuan Continent, which is relatively hot. Even at night, Bahuang City is very lively.The city is brightly lit and ordinary shops have closed, but some places are just busy.

The right way to repair the fairy city, like the capital of the room, is rarely seen at night, and there is no influx of business.The magic road is different here. Those lively and lively places include pubs, gambling establishments, and even green houses.That's right, there are blue buildings in the Eight Wastelands, which is unique in the realm of cultivation.

The Eight Deserted Cities belong to several demon lords, and the forces of all parties do not give in to each other, so they can drive everything.

In the three-storey building, there are silk and bamboo, brightly lit, and a woman in a gorgeous dress stands at the door and waves at the pedestrians.These women are all monks below Jin Dan, and most of them are of the physique of the furnace, which is difficult to improve.

There is a plaque hanging upstairs, and the three characters "Xiaoyaolou" are written in a dance.

The naming of the magic road is slightly different from the main road. The entire city of Bahuang City is a big market. The name of the "Xiaoyao" is everywhere. The Xiaoyao House is the Qinglou, the Xiaoyao Pavilion is a tavern, and the Xiaoyao Square is a gambling square.It is said that Bahuang City was created by the right way of Xiaoyao real people thousands of years ago, and somehow it became the largest city of the devil.

Mo Tianluo looked at the plaque of Xiaoyaolou, and he engraved the three characters. There was an expulsion method inside, which could block the murderous people who had not entered the door.

"Hime nephew, haven't you seen it?" I saw him staring there, smiled unconsciously, and raised my big hand to hold Mo Tiankuo's shoulder, "Go and go, uncle takes you to see and see ."

"No..." Mo Tiankuo was too late to resist, and was dragged in by the Venerable Lord. The maids and subordinates went to settle in the Venerable Mansion in the city. Only the Black Night Lion followed the stairs faithfully and faithfully.

In the building, it was as bright as day, and the sound of the piano was endless. There was singing and singing in the lobby, which was very noisy.

The small wool ball nestled in Mo Tianluo's arms was awakened, and a hairy head came out. When he looked tight, he gave Mo Tianluo a paw.Wicked, what is this place!

"His--" Mo Tiankuo was scratched his chin, he didn't dare to say anything, he hugged his cat uncle who was about to crawl out and beat him, and said to him, "The small claw can't be noisy, I think..." Right.

Without saying a word, he was interrupted: "This seat will naturally not be in such a noisy place." Then, he raised his foot and went to the upper room.

The elegant rooms upstairs are extremely luxurious, with colorful cushions on the ground and gauze curtains everywhere, which looks luxurious and elegant.After crying for a good wine, the old bustard came out and poured the wine himself.

The old bustard is a woman who looks like a milfs. She looks good and smiles before she starts speaking: "The Venerable Master, the shop is vigorous, and I just bought a few girls in the building, and there are two good looks. Your dear, you see..." Yao Niang said, glanced vaguely at the man standing behind the ground, somehow when he became a humanoid, tall and handsome black night lion.

The big lion glared at the old bustard to see what I was doing?

He laughed loudly, and poked Mo Tiankuo with his elbow: "Xian nephew, what do you want?" As he said this, he seemed to think of something, and looked up and down at Mo Tiankuo.

"Uncle, I just drink." Mo Tiankuo was busy coaxing Cat Uncle and didn't care about him. Mo Tianluo had also been here in the previous life. Some things were convenient to talk about in this place, but Mo Xiaozuo didn't like it. Every time you bring it, you have to lose your temper, even if you don’t bring it, it’s even better to go back with a fat powder.

He nodded and nodded, letting the old bustard bring a few white girls up and waited for the old bustard to go away. Then he touched the drink channel on his mouth: "I just thought to bring you to see, I forgot to ask, I don't know you This body of wood will not work."

Hearing this, Mo Tiankuo's face suddenly turned black. This under-consolidated commodities will not kill you, and this seat is not surnamed Mo!