The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Mo Tianluo sighed to converge, and things had to come step by step, no matter how distressed he was.

The floor is full of spirit stones, but it is a temporary paving of people. The whole piece of spirit stone is actually more suitable for cultivation than the cut one.This magic palace is full of aura, and these spirit stones are placed, and the aura of the whole ground fire chamber is as thick as substance.With Mo Tianluo's divine spirit, he can clearly see the five-colored aura floating in the air.

Close your eyes, concentrating.

The "Wood Burning Trick" given by Qing Tong only pointed out the correct cultivation method for the body of Shenmu, and there was no more content on the foundation.It looks more like his cat knows he's coming and makes it up.As for the practice afterwards, Mo Tiankuo himself is also a magical power, it is better to ask others than to ask others.

The Tao is a thing, but it's just a trance, a trance, there is an elephant, a trance, and there is something in it.

Achieving Jindan means stepping into the ranks of high-level monks. To form a Dandan, one must find his own way.

It took him decades to find the word Dao in his previous life.When he was born as a mortal, his family broke down. After he had cultivated his behavior, he came back one by one in revenge. For a long time, he thought that his own way was ruthless and killing, but from time to time he would fall into the heart.The old bastard beat him up and gave him a bunny and said to him, kid, look at yourself, are you really a ruthless person?

It was just a normal little rabbit, soft and small, and the black round eyes stared at him in a daze for a long time, constantly moving his three petals.Mo Tiankuo couldn't help smiling, and stretched out two fingers to touch the rabbit's smooth fur.The old bastard grabbed the rabbit away and killed it three or two times.

"..." Mo Tiankuo stared at him.

"To the rabbit, she smiled like a lady, and she said that she repaired mercilessly!" The old bastard put the rabbit on the fire and ate it.

Mo Tianluo realized that he beat his old bastard.

Later, Mo Tianluo began to concentrate on finding his way, traveling around the Taixuan Continent, and finally realized his way one day.

His way is the way of the refiner.Everything has its essence and dross. Take its essence and discard its dross, it is a refiner.Everyone's way is different. The refiner may also be the way to save all beings, the alchemy master may also be the way to make money, and Mo Tiankuo, his way is really a refiner, so that the lamp is black, and it has been black for many years. Not realized.

Mo Tiankuo was born for the refiner, practicing the formation method, he can draw the same formation thousands of times day and night; smelting the ore, he can stare at the furnace for ten days and a half months without boredom.

Taking its essence and removing its dross is also Mo Tian's cultivation method.

However, the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind stopped. He just suddenly wanted to refine an artifact, and he was besieged by everyone.His cat is so small, in order to retain his soul, he tears his own demon soul, and has endured the torment of day and night for three hundred years.He is so selfish, he should immediately find a mortal with roots to find his cat when he wakes up.

"Um..." The spiritual power in the veins began to be irritable like boiling water, tumbling back and forth, a trace of black gas wandering around Lingtai.Oops, it's a demon!

Suddenly, a coolness infiltrated from the heavenly spirits, dispelling the black air, and the violent spiritual power gradually calmed down.Mo Tianluo opened his eyes and saw a flawless handsome face, his forehead pressed against it, so close, he could clearly see the long lashes: "Little claws..." his cat, Although he didn't sign a blood contract with him, but dispelling the demon and combing the veins are no worse than other spirit beasts, and can always appear at a critical time.

"Stupidly dead," Qingtong pushed the people away and pouted in disgust. "Cultivating a golden dan can still be a demon."

Mo Tianluo touched his nose and looked up at the refining furnace. The Xuanyuan iron in it had been trained, and it had been more than ten days!Looking inside the body, the cultivation base is already in the middle of foundation building!

Cultivation, in addition to absorbing aura, also practice spells, hone your mind, and to become a golden pill, you must constantly condense your soul and build it up during the foundation period. Fortunately, when you become a pill, you will cultivate your soul.Only if these items are carried out at the same time, and can not be lower than the accumulation speed of spiritual power, can advance to the rank.

But for Mo Tiankuo, the magic is at its peak, and the state of mind is not ordinary tenacity. As for the soul, it has long been the soul of the gods, so his practice is only left to absorb spiritual energy.

The aura here is too rich, and absorbing one day is equivalent to absorbing one month outside. How can it be unhappy?

"It's not, you're not here, I'm not at ease." Mo Tiankuo tried to pull his cat over, but was thrown away.

"Sinister, move the master's foot to the master again, handle the door rules." Qingtong raised his hand and slap him, took out a cushion from the storage bracelet, put it in the corner, turned into a kitten and climbed up, hit A yawn.He took out the hemp rope ball that Mo Tiankuo made at Xuanji last time and came out to grind his claws.

The cushion is a cat's nest made by the previous generation of Caldera. It is filled with velvet flowers on the Tianshan Mountain and wrapped in snow satin woven with ice silk. Even on a hot day, it will not feel hot. It is most suitable for this kind of refining room use.

Mo Tianran saw that he was enjoying himself, so he didn't care about him.

A piece of Xuanyuan iron with a big fist can only make a drop of iron juice and pull it with the spirit of the soul to gather the iron juice floating in the air.The 1,000-pound Xuanyuan iron that Mo Tiankuo bought at the time was only a half-foot piece.

Throwing Tongmingshi into the furnace and refining it. Mo Tianluo wrapped his palms with his aura and folded his hands. He flattened the semi-solidified molten iron, turned his fingers around, and quickly kneaded into a long shape.The Tongming stone melts into the fire, immediately attracts, dipping with fingers, and quickly engraves the formation method on the long iron, engraving twelve times in a row, space, transformation, psychic, breathing, twelve superimposed arrays, each Where there is overlap with the previous one, you can't draw the wrong one, and there are no lines to see, all based on memory.

Mo Tiankuo finished painting, relieved his breath, and wiped a sweaty forehead.The spiritual power in the foundation period is not enough. He must draw while absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy. In order to form a pill as soon as possible, he must exhaust his own spiritual power and then suck it. Such reciprocation is very costly.

Quickly squeeze the long iron drawn in the formation into a knife shape, wrap it with aura and set it aside, let it cool down, and then pick up the falling star stone.

Mysterious black is boundless, if the stars fall to Jiuxiao.The falling star stone can be used to refine the shape-changing artifact, which can be large or small, sharp or blunt, but Mo Tiankuo took the falling star stone out at the moment, not for refining the changeable spirit treasure, but because it was too early The artifact used the falling star stone when it was being refined, and it caused that kind of tortoiseshell. In order to fool it, ah, no, to make Venerable Di satisfied, he must use this material.

Cut a large piece of slap and throw it into firepower.Mo Tiankuo lay down on the ground wearily, looking at the cat in the distance with his eyes scattered.

In the past, Mo Xiaozuo accompanied him as a child when he was a child, and when he saw him practice, he suddenly fell down. His eyes were indifferent, and he looked very bad. He thought that something was wrong, meowing around him anxiously, and licking his face. .Only now...

The sound of falling to the ground attracted the kitten who was kicking the twine. He turned his head to look at him, and then turned back to continue the twine.

Mo Tiankuo turned over sadly and indignantly, spreading his limbs and lying on the ground like a dead fish.

Seeing his movements, Mo Xiaozuo pushed the hemp rope ball to pace gracefully, stepped on his head and climbed up, put the hemp rope ball on his back, and lifted his paw to pat.The ball rolled along the sulcus, just not to fall. Uncle Cat was satisfied, and began to jump on the back to push the ball to play, completely ignored Mo Tianluo who looked like he was exhausted.

Mo Tiankuo: "..."