The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

At the end of the skill competition, Alchemy's flower side won the prize unexpectedly and returned to Wo Yunzong's stage with a box of forget-me-nots.The colorful clothes are skimmed in the air, light and elegant.

"Sure enough, only Master Hua Dan can wear such fancy clothes." The female disciples of other martial arts debated.

"I used to think that men would look ugly when they wore gorgeous clothes, and they didn't think so again when they saw Hua Dan.

"I heard that he is only over a hundred years old!"

Huaqing's posture was straight, her eyes were not squinted, her chin was slightly raised, and she nodded to those respectful eyes.When approaching the Woyunzong high platform, suddenly, a white figure rushed over.

Everyone only saw that Qingtong's real person suddenly appeared and dragged Huadan Master away, thinking that Uncle Shi cared about his nephew, fearing that his alchemy power would not come up, and they all felt that Wo Yunzong had a good atmosphere.

"Fuck!" Huaqing was slapped on the high platform of Wo Yunzong by the uncle of the master, and fell to the ground. Fortunately, the person of Xiu Xian was thick and thick, and he could not be hurt by this fall, but...very much painful!

"Master, help!" Huaqing immediately asked her master for help. Xuanji stopped rubbing the twine's hand and looked up at the apprentice who was shot down by his master. With his elbow, he poked Yuli, who was squatting beside him to play with water. Instructed him to help his brother up.

Yuli looked up and stared at Master in disbelief, let him go to save his brother?Master, are you sure you are letting the apprentice die?

His master can't count on it, and Huaqing is very skillful in holding his head and lying on the ground. As long as he doesn't dangle, Uncle Shi will not shoot again.

Qingtong kicked the motionless nephew, feeling bored, and returned to his seat.

Mo Tiankuo twitched his lips, stepped forward and patted the still-pretending flower love: "Senior brother, can you forget the grass?"

Huaqing kept his face close to the ground and raised a jade box to him.

Mo Tiankuo took it, put the jade box with Wenyu branches in his hand, got up and returned to his position, and slowly opened the jade box.A very beautiful grass lies quietly in the jade box. The blades of the grass resemble bird feathers and consist of many small leaves.

"This is forgetting grass?" Mo Tiankuo asked Taishi.

"Yeah, if you eat this, you will forget the forefront." There are many people. At the beginning, he didn't dare to change. He talked to Mo Tiankuo in the sea of ​​knowledge. "You can think of it. If you give this to the cat, he may not I remember you."

Forget-you-grass is a rare spirit grass, but after all, it can't be compared with Emperor Hugh. Emperor Hugh can make people worry, and forget-grass grass may make people forget everything.

Mo Tiankuo frowned: "What about Emperor Hugh?"

"Di Xiu will be better, but if you are the source of his sorrow, he will still forget you." Tai Shi said in a rather desolate tone.

Mo Tianluo pursed his lips and put the forget-me-not grass into the storage bracelet.Born by love, there are also worries, but the small hairball that should have been carefree has missed him for three hundred years. Therefore, he himself is Qingtong's biggest worry.If Qingtong forgets him, forgets their precious memories... Just thinking about it, my heart hurts like tearing it apart.

Less than a last resort, never take this step!His baby has promised, then, the simple way to repair the soul without harming each other, maybe...

Thinking like this, Mo Tiankuo couldn't help but peek at the master around him.

"Look at me?" Qing Tong squinted at him with one hand on his forehead.

"It's okay, I just want to see it." Mo Tiankuo leaned over and raised his hand to touch his hair. Qingtong and Xuanji's chair, with a high back, looked like a soft couch between them. The disciples behind can't see.

"Uncle Mo, did you really burn the fire in the Celestial Demon Palace when you were a child?" A clear voice suddenly came from behind.

Mo Tianluo's hand that he just stretched out stopped suddenly, and he slowly retracted it, secretly scolding this group of blinding ghosts, turning his head, revealing a smile that made people feel like Chunfeng: "It is not strictly speaking."

"Huh?" The female disciple who asked the question was obviously pushed out by someone else, and when he got such an answer, he didn't know how to proceed.

Behind the seat of the elders are dozens of futons, and all the disciples who came here to attend the three sect meetings.Hearing this, several people showed expressions like "I said he was bragging."

Mo Tiankuo raised his eyes and saw Ding Zijin walking with a box behind him, and also followed Ding Ziyu, who was not very good-looking, and smiled and said: "Fire and iron are only part of the work done on weekdays, the most important thing is to wait for it. Heavenly Lord's favorite."

"Ah?" Many disciples couldn't help but be curious, "Heard that Venerable Tian Tian has no companions!"

"Jian Tian's favorite is a snow-white cat," Mo Tiankuo turned his head to talk to the crowd, while reaching out to the master to hold a hand under the cover of long sleeves, "I am the most important The thing is to serve the cat to eat and drink Lhasa."

The hands in the long sleeves were scratched by sharp claws. Mo Tianluo swallowed his teeth. He didn't feel much pain. Instead, he felt a burst of numbness sending palms to his back.

Ding Ziyu happened to hear this sentence and couldn't help but sneer: "The cat baby of Venerable Heavenly Master is deadly and never touched."

Mo Tiankuo raised his eyes and looked at a little bit of blue on Ding Ziyu's wrist without a trace, and said with a smile: "Brother Ding had been burning fire at that time, so naturally he didn't know about the inner palace."

"You..." Ding Ziyu's face turned red, and everyone had begun to doubt his successor's status. Only then did he hear that his brother was coming to Wo Yunzong to see Mo Tiankuo. Human reality.Before he hurriedly spoke, he also thought it was a good opportunity to prove himself.

"Ah, I was wrong," Mo Tiankuo slapped his head, as if he had just remembered something, "Brother Ding also hit the iron later."

Ding Zijin endured and endured until he laughed out loud.Although he failed to win the top spot, the humble seed lost a big face, which made his mood very good: "Brother Mo, this is what I promised you."

Mo Tiankuo reached out and took a look. He knew that there was a Wenyu fruit in the jade box, and he could not help raising his eyebrows. Now that Liu Yunzong Wenyu fruit is mostly lost, this Ding Zijin can still get one, down There are also some skills.

Ding Ziyu stared at Mo Tiankuo's face desperately, trying to distinguish carefully whether he was born again, but he had very few chances to see him in the magic palace, although he remembered his face, to him I don't know much about the way he looks and how to speak.

Mo Tiankuo ignored him, the fish was already hooked, he was not in a hurry.After a few words with Ding Zi Jin Han, he escorted away, sat back in his place, opened the jade box and took out the fresh Wenyu fruit.

"Wen Yuguo?" Hua Qing, who was hiding aside, saw the contents of the box sharply, skipped over immediately, and let her eyes shine. "Brother, how did you get it?"

"Replace the material," Mo Tiankuo waved his hand that Huaqing tried to reach out. "This is for the Master."

Hearing Mo Tianluo mentioning Master, the flower was stiff, and he slowly turned his head to meet a pair of cold eyes. Only after he was so excited that he forgot, and he ran into the hunting area of ​​the uncle.

Mo Tianluo took out a jade knife and cut Wen Yuguo.The crunchy flesh is very strong, and there is no juice overflow after a knife. The whole fruit is like an ice sculpture, and it will fall off.Slightly frowned, calling Taishi into a tortoiseshell fruit knife, an indestructible artifact, cutting such hard materials is like cutting tofu, and soon a Wenyu fruit was cut into a rod Shaped flesh.

Handing the plate to Qingtong, Mo Tiankuo pleased: "Try it."

Qingtong twisted a piece and put it in the mouth, there was no taste, chewed, it was very chewy, and it was just right for grinding teeth.

So, the flower sentiment was so stiff in place, watching the uncle treat the precious Wen Yuguo as a snack, and chewed: "Uncle Shi, that..." Anyway, leave him a bit, with his alchemy skills , Can certainly become a Yuanying Dan!

"Huh?" Qing Tong put the last piece in his mouth and looked up at him.

Huaqing shivered: "No, nothing."

After eating a plate of molar sticks, Qingtong turned his head to look at Mo Tiankuo, his beautiful eyes were full of expectation, and he seemed to want another plate.

Mo Tiankuo was seen as having a heart, and wanted to bear everything, but now if he took out another one, he would clearly tell Liu Yunzong that the fruit was stolen by him, and he whispered in the ear of Master. : "It's inconvenient at this time, is it good at night?"

"Only one can eat one day." The fruit knife lay on the plate and reminded his owner with his consciousness.

"Yes, you can't eat too much, it's time for a toothache." Mo Tianluo held the cat's claws trying to pull Wen Yuguo by himself, and it seemed that he couldn't put Wen Yuguo in Qingtong.

"It's not a toothache!" Taishi couldn't bear it anymore. He jumped to become a mouth, quickly caught by Mo Tiankuo's eyes, and turned into a brace.

"I know, you have to refine it slowly, and you who believe in cats also believe it." Mo Tiankuo said disgustingly in the sea of ​​knowledge.

"..." Taishi was silent for a while, and he would encounter such a thing in the future, and he wouldn't speak when he was burnt to death!

When the skill competition is over, it is the highlight game.

"As everyone knows, Jiantian is the magic road, and even the first refiner of Taixuan Continent. In his demon palace, Lingbao and Lingshi are comparable to the ancient cave mansion. With this pass token, you can enter and leave Jiantian Demon Palace at will. ," Liu Mang lived holding a token and said loudly, "I spent three hundred years in Liuyunzong, and finally drawn a map of the Forged Demon Palace. The fortress of the outer palace is marked. Can you enter the inner palace? You are all made."

There are many restrictions in the magic palace, and now the two forces of Zhengmo and the two have another enchantment, which can only be entered by holding a token.

Mo Tiankuo laughed aloud and said that he had researched the method of breaking the formation. It was just that his guardian of the mountain hadn’t been provided with a supply of spirit stones for many years. After about three hundred years, it almost collapsed, so some people thought Have the opportunity.However, there are too many formations in the magic palace. Someone wanted to find some way to find the dead ghost.This kind of token must also be distributed in the magic road now.

"Baby, why don't you go to add a spirit stone to our family?" Mo Tiankuo asked Qingtong with a smile, and he knew that Qingtong had some way to protect his magic palace. Mo Tiankuo felt that there was nothing to worry about until A few days ago, Uncle Mao mentioned that the spirit stone of the Great Mountain Guardian is estimated to be almost over. He only knew that Qingtong had not set foot in the Forged Demon Palace in recent years.

"I don't recognize the way." Qing Tong said coldly, coldly.

Mo Tianran froze for a moment, and thought about it carefully. All the prohibition agencies in the magic palace were open to Mo Xiaoclaw. Although the uncle cat could run everywhere, but he was too arrogant, he yelled and let him hug in a few steps As for never walking alone in the magic palace.

"If I don't hold it, would you refuse to go home?" Mo Tiankuo smiled in his eyes. Even if he didn't recognize the way, he could go in and look at it. The restrictions on the left and right would not hurt him.

Qingtong didn't speak, leaned on the tiger's cushion, and closed his eyes: "The enchantment can't enter without a token, you can grab a piece."

During the conversation, the waiter of Liu Yunzong took the jade lottery.

Mo Tiankuo drew one easily, and the waiter immediately said: "This is the Yuanying monk's sign, you should smoke this."

There are yellow and white jade slips in the tray. The yellow is the monk Jindan, the white is the monk Yuanying, and Mo Tianli pinches a piece of white.

"It's okay to want to compete with Yuanying." Qing Tong opened his eyes and looked at him. It was still possible to defeat a Yuanying early stage with Mo Tianluo's means, but he won the hard work.

Mo Tiankuo put down the white jade jade without hesitation, and smoked a yellow one again.Can easily win the token, why should he spend that effort, and quickly take a place to come back to accompany his cat is serious.

The performance martial arts field is huge, divided into 18 areas, and only one game can be won to enter the second day of the game.

Mo Tiankuo is the second game, which is located in the area far away from Wo Yunzong. After the gongs and drums sounded three times, it slowly landed on the Yanwuchang.

"Under Qingyunzong is super cold." A man wearing Qingyunzong's robe stood on the opposite side, and Jindan also cultivated in mid-term to salute him.

Mo Tiankuo remembered that the generation of Qingyunzong was "super" and raised his hand in return: "Woyunzong Motianfang."

As soon as the words came, a water dragon flew over, and Mo Tianwu couldn't avoid it, raising his hand and waving a large tree with a dense canopy.

The huge impact of "click" will break the thick tree, and the weakened water quickly submerged Mo Tiankuo, pouring him thoroughly.Mo Tiankuo shot in the water and waved a few wooden thorns.Aquatic wood, sharp wooden thorns are like broken bamboo in the water, rushing towards each other in the shape of a character.

It was too cold to see that the person opposite had no time to dodge, because the preponderance was taken, the clinker hadn't run out of the water dragon, and three wooden thorns with spiritual power rushed out of the water, striking him directly.The wooden thorn followed the spiritual force of the water and ran fast, bluffing, and immediately shot to turn the water in front of him into ice.

Mo Tianluo broke out of the water, holding a tortoiseshell long sword and spurting straight toward Jianbing.Super cold smiled contemptuously, and the ice was thick and thick. How could the three-foot sword alone break through.

When the sword touched the ice surface, it instantly turned into a spear and pierced the ice wall effortlessly.

Super-cold was taken aback, quickly gave up the ice wall, and wanted to shoot again while the spear was trapped in the ice. The clinker that spear turned into a sword again, and instantly cut the ice surface, at the same time, several Root vines overwhelmed him.

With Master Jindan's attainments, every time you make a move, you have to pause for a while, so super cold will use this kind of pass. Who knows that there is no excessive between this person's move and the move, one trick after another, making people overwhelmed. , There is no room to fight back.

I was so cold that I didn't dare to care about it. I sacrificed my mortal spirit treasure, a blue machete, struggling to cut off the vines in front of me, and at the same time sacrificed countless ice cones and shot towards Mo Tianluo.

Mo Tianluo held one end of the vine, and the blazing fire rushed directly along the vine. Not only was it extremely cold, but also the ice cone was burnt.

"Ah-" Super cold sees that he has always used wood-based moves. He thought that this man was a wood-based monk. Unexpectedly, he was actually a wood-fire double spirit root. At this time, Mo Tiankuo had already rushed over and kicked him to Wutai.

"Success." Mo Tiankuo raised his hand and saluted at random, stepped on the flying sword and returned to Wo Yunzong's stage.

Lying on the ground super cold, I haven't recovered in a long time, look at other people, the competition has just started, he has lost?

The ordinary Jindan monk, for Mo Tiankuo, was easy to solve. After three consecutive days, he won without suspense. He quickly entered the top 20 and got the token first.

Ding Ziyu over there looked at Mo Tiankuo winning one after another, and his heart grew more and more panicked.

After getting the token, the top 20 can still be compared, and there are other prizes, but Mo Tiankuo does not intend to participate.Ding Ziyu touched the wrist brace and raised his foot toward the platform of Wo Yunzong.Regardless of whether this person is a calender of Heaven, he must remove it as soon as possible!