The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 124: Brother
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Suzaku feathers and blue dragon scales are all obtained, and now only one white tiger claw is missing.
Mo Tianliao looked at the kitten in his arms and took out a pair of gold scissors from the storage bracelet. The top of the scissors is not flat, but two small semi-circles, which are suitable for cutting the cat's paws. It's just... Mo Tianliao pinched his hairy paws, and his hands began to tremble.
Mo Xiaoclaw made this pair of scissors when he was a child, specifically to cut his nails, but the first cut was broken, the cut was too deep, and blood came out. The little cat wailed in his arms and shivered with its paws, which he has never remembered. So that the scissors have been shelved and never used again.
"Let me cut it," Ming Yan couldn't stand it anymore, took the scissors, raised the kitten's paw, and gestured for a long time, "How do I use this?"
Mo Tianliao: "..."
The snowy kitten twisted, jumped out of Mo Tianliao's arms, transformed into a human form, and grabbed the scissors: "I will cut it myself."
The slender fingers stretched out, and the round and flat nails turned into five pointed claws. Qingtong took the small scissors and clicked a few times to cut out five transparent claw tips.
Mo Tianliao and Ming Yan looked at each other, how did they forget, if they become human, they have to cut a lot...
After cutting his left hand, he couldn't cut his right hand by himself. Qingtong stuffed Mo Tianliao with the scissors and stretched his right hand over.
At first, cats didn't like to cut their nails, but it was even more uncomfortable to cut only one.
Bald both hands, Qingtong felt very uncomfortable, and turned his head to rub on Mo Tianliao's arm.
Mo Tianliao stretched out an arm to scratch him, and by the way discussed with Ming Yan the next way.
The materials are all available, and Xuanjian can be refined, but there is still no news from that day. Because he was afraid that time was too late, Mo Tianlio prepared to refine the main body of Xuanjian first, and let Ming Yan try his best to find Lingzhi. When the Xuanjian refining was almost done, he would melt the Lingzhi in and awaken it with heaven and earth spiritual fire. .
Back to the Calcined Demon Palace, Mo Tianliao confessed that Meng Hu had closed the palace gate. Except for the people in Ming Yan, he would not see him, even if the sky fell.
The enthusiasm for the secret storage of Taixuan Mountain has not subsided, Ming Yan released the news that he needs to find the heaven and earth wisdom to open the treasure of Taixuan Mountain, and listed the treasures in exchange for the heaven and earth wisdom. Because the conditions given by Mo Dao Supreme were too tempting, the entire cultivation world began to actively seek out heaven and earth spiritual wisdom.
In the past when refining Taishi, Mo Tianliao spent many years, mainly exploring the refining method. To refine the artifact, you must either slowly practice it and spend a hundred years of meticulous polishing; or it will not stop, ninety-nine and eighty-one days without sleep.
Mo Tianliao threw the processed sea soul stone into the Tai Chi Incinerator, blinked his dry eyes, and took a sip of the ice spring water beside him. The refreshing spring water moisturized the dry body, slowly closing the eyes, the endless power of the inexhaustible movement of the wood, and eliminating the fatigue that cannot be rested for days.
If he hadn't had the body of a sacred tree, it would be difficult for him to last for eighty-one days even if his cultivation had reached the gods. When he was hunted down that year, it was because he hadn't rested for three months, exhausted all his physical strength, and died of serious injuries.
"If you are tired, rest on me for a while." Qingtong put a hand on Mo Tianliao's shoulder and whispered.
Mo Tianlio didn't speak, and he softened back directly, leaning on Qingtong's body. It is not common to sleep with the grandfather cat on the pillow, so he should take a little longer to say anything.
"Cracking crackling!" There was a crisp crackling sound from the incinerator. Mo Tianlio acted with a violent spirit, and quickly plunged the spirit in, wrapped the Rongcheng liquid spar with spiritual power, and took out the incinerator.
The sea-blue spar liquid was like holding the ocean, it was really beautiful, Qingtong approached curiously, stretched out a finger to touch, and immediately bit the sleeve by Mo Tianlio: "Be careful."
Holding the sea soul stone liquid in both hands, Mo Tianlio couldn't, and pointed to the black mirror beside his feet with his chin: "Baby, pick up the mirror."
The mirror is completely dark, the mirror body is round and flawless, without any extra carvings, but the mirror surface is jagged, unable to reflect the figure.
Qingtong wrapped the mirror with spiritual power and held it in the air without touching it with his hands. The powerful and stable power of the true essence held the mirror without the slightest shaking.
Mo Tianliao slightly curled his lips, his own baby can now refining tools with him, and he is doing better than Mao Dan. When he rises in the future, he must show off with the old bastard.
The clear spar liquid was poured on the mirror, and Mo Tianlio slowly poured it with an extremely complicated technique, only the stream of water thick and thin of the silver needle wandered on the rough mirror surface.
This is the most difficult formation method. The sea soul stone is wrapped with blue dragon scales, vermilion bird feathers, and white tiger claws. With these things, a complete time formation must be drawn. There should be no discontinuities in the middle, and they should be superimposed. The spar liquid should just fill the mirror to form a smooth mirror surface. The level of precision in this is enough to drive an ordinary refiner crazy, but Mo Tianlio is patient with the refinement, as if he is drawing a fine painting of a beautiful woman with meticulous brushwork, drawing every stroke with relish.
Qingtong originally watched his paintings, but it was annoying to look at it. He simply looked at Mo Tianliao's face, and slowly counted the number of his eyebrows. One, two, three... Twenty-one, hey, no, it seemed to count to nineteen just now, after nineteen it was twenty, well...
This extremely meticulous pouring lasted three days and three nights. After Mo Tianliao finished the last stroke, Qingtong still couldn't count Mo Tianliao's eyebrows clearly.
The crystal clear sea soul stone forms a complete mirror surface, slightly bulging, like a cup of clear water, the bulging water surface is smooth and round, it is really lovely.
Mo Tianliao let out a long sigh of relief and fell to the ground with a thud.
Qingtong threw Xuanjian aside, shook his sore wrist, squatted on Mo Tianliao, and continued to count his eyebrows persistently.
"Baby, you are exhausted." Mo Tianlio put his arms around the slender body.
"Hmm..." Qingtong had forgotten which one he had just counted. He reached out and touched Mo Tianliao's brows and eyes, grunted angrily, and buried his face in Mo Tianliao's chest. Count it!
Mo Tianliao smiled, and closed his eyes with the person in his arms.
After sleeping for three days and three nights, Mo Tianlio felt that he was alive again, took a good bath with Qingtong, and had a good time.
"It's time for us to send a mirror to Master." Qingtong nestled softly in the quilt, and suddenly remembered the business.
"Uh..." Mo Tianlio patted his head before remembering that after the semi-finished artifact was practiced, it was thrown on the floor of the mixing chamber by the two of them casually, covered with furnace ash and cat hair. Dignity without artifacts.
Ming Yan looked at the round and flawless Xuanjian in his hand, stretched out a finger with distinct joints, and slowly rubbed it: "This is Xuanjian..."
"Not to mention, there is no spiritual mystery, so I can only be an ordinary mirror." Mo Tianlio scratched on the mirror surface, because the mirage had already melted in, and he couldn't even look back briefly.
"Things handed over by all parties, you can have a good sense of wisdom." Ming Yan pointed to the long table beside it, which was filled with all kinds of weird things.
Echo beads that can remember sounds, Ganoderma lucidum that they can run, piles of spar, spiritual grass, and even a parrot that can speak human words...
Mo Tianliao searched for a long while, but didn't find anything that had something to do with the wisdom of heaven and earth.
Taixuan Mountain has been opened for nearly eight months. It will be closed at any time. If you still can’t find it, you will have to use your own mana to support it. Actions against the sky will quickly consume his life. When the mana was exhausted and Taixuan Mountain merged, it was the time when the Azure Dragon Soul disappeared.
At this moment, Killing Land, who hadn't seen it for a long time, suddenly broke in: "Forged Heaven, I found Heaven and Earth Lingzhi!"
Everyone turned their heads, and saw the eight-foot man with a hunky back and waist, holding a golden egg in both hands, rushing towards him, followed by a **** lion. The big lion hurried to the front and tried to slow down his owner. However, he was too big to turn in time and was slammed to the tail.
"Roar--" The big lion screamed, bounced up suddenly, and tripped over the ground.
The tall man and the lion rolled into a ball, and the golden egg in his hand flew out instantly.
Mo Tianliao immediately rushed over and caught the crystal clear golden egg.
"His grandma, what are you doing!" He slaughtered the lion and motioned for it to get up quickly.
"Roar—" The big lion was crushed on his hind legs, unable to move, was kicked, and immediately hooked his head and bit his ass.
Mo Tianliao stared at the golden eggs in his hands, his eyes lit up: "This is...miner spirit!"
The usual spirit stones are divided into three types of spirit stones: low-grade, medium-grade, and high-grade according to the purity of their spiritual energy, and there is also a rare top-grade spiritual stone. A good spirit mine does not have many top-grade spirit stones, so in general knowledge, the top-grade spirit stones are the best spirit stones.
Actually, there is still a kind of spirit stone in the legend, which can only be found in the excellent spirit mine. It is a mineral spirit that integrates the essence of the entire vein! A piece of mineral essence the size of a finger belly, the purity of aura is comparable to a basket of superb spiritual stones.
A small, extremely weak spot of light is floating in the golden egg at this moment.
"It's a pity," Tae-Si's mouth floated over, looking at the weak little thing inside, "This is a sapient embryo. It is estimated that it will take 10,000 years to be civilized."
The hope that had just been born was quenched by a basin of cold water.
The spiritual wisdom of heaven and earth are rare things. When looking for Taishi in the past, Mo Tianlio also doubted whether there was such a thing in heaven and earth. It is pure luck to find a Taishi, and it is very difficult to find this germ...
Suddenly fell into a desperate silence in the main hall of Ming Yan Demon Palace.
Ten thousand years is too long, Ming Yan can't wait, Qingtong can't wait, and Black Nightmare can't wait.
Ming Yan touched the golden mineral spirit, and slowly said: "Pull out my soul as the wisdom of heaven and earth."
He is an ancient beast, originally created by heaven and earth, he has lived for nearly ten thousand years, and he is more than wise enough to be a heaven and earth.
"Master!" Qingtong looked up in surprise.
"Ooo!" The little wolf cub bit on Ming Yan's hem, and called out sadly.
Ming Yan lowered his head, touched the little wolf pup's furry head, and smiled slightly: "This way, at least I can see Dan Xi."
The spiritual wisdom sealed in the artifact, like Taishi, can still be seen and heard, and exists for a long time. But Xuanjian is different from Taishi. It is a mirror that does not change its shape and cannot speak. Even if Suzaku takes Xuanjian with him every day, there is still a sea soul stone between them...
Qingtong pursed her lips, slowly burying her face in Mo Tianliao's arms. Mo Tianlio hugged Qingtong, unable to speak.
"Uuuuuu..." Tae-Si's big mouth burst into tears, but the artifact had no tears, and the tortoiseshell-colored knife fell violently.
"What is the noise!" Mo Tianliao was upset and lost patience with Taishi.
Tae Shi was crying, the knife that fell on the ground bounced back when it hit the ground, returned to Tai Shi, and then continued to fall: "Master, I, I can confess my brother!"