The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 11: Congratulations
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Cross the Hongqiao Bridge and come to Wotian Cave.
The cave sky is extremely vast, several times larger than Woqing Cave, and the buildings in it are also magnificent. There are thousands of pavilions, towers and pavilions. The houses are connected by rainbow bridges and cornices. Surrounded by mountains and mists, cranes dance and are beautiful.
When you enter the cave gate, there will be a scorching apprentice who comes to greet you: "The banquet is set in the Yufeng Pavilion, please, please."
Among the three caves, the sword is not allowed to fly, but only on foot, so even if Mo Tianlio can't fly now, he won't be ashamed, and walked towards the Yufeng Pavilion in the east.
The Yufeng Pavilion is a roofless flower pavilion, which is very spacious. Now there are many long tables with low feet, and many people have already taken their seats.
Yan Lie is the true disciple of the real master Tian Lang. He has the highest status among the disciples of the generation. He is a genius with the root of the fire system.
Originally, the elders were still there, so birthdays could not be big, but they couldn’t bear the scorching popularity. Several senior brothers clamored to hold a banquet for him. In addition, they had just recently advanced to the Nascent Soul, so the lord was very happy. Approved the banquet.
"Uncle Master's position is the first place in the east." The disciple who led the way pointed to the most advanced sapphire table case for Mo Tianliao.
Mo Tianlio nodded and walked towards the table.
The silver streaks on the black silk clothes were a little dazzling in the sun, and when you look carefully, the figure in the black clothes seemed to swallow all the light, with an inexplicable sense of oppression.
The moment he walked in, the busy hall suddenly became quiet.
Mo Tianlio ignored everyone's reaction, walked to his seat, leaned back and sat cross-legged.
The direct disciples of Xuanji Zhenren have not yet come. The generation of disciples sitting here at this moment are all under the sect master. They are all calm and majestic. They nodded in greeting when they saw Mo Tianliao.
The hall resumed its liveliness, and the second-generation disciples sitting behind began to whisper.
"It turned out to be him!"
"Who, such a strong momentum?"
"Don't you know? The real disciple of Qingtong who has just received it, is said to be so good-looking."
Mo Tianliao picked up the jade pot in front of him, poured himself a glass of wine, and tasted it. The mouth is sweet and full of spirit, good wine!
Su Wen sat silently on the table behind Mo Tianliao and introduced him to these generations of disciples in a low voice.
There are a total of five direct disciples under the Sect Master, except for Yan Lie, two of them were present today. The one in purple clothes with a baby face is the second apprentice Zi Mo; the one in white clothes with a firm face, sitting quietly drinking, is the third apprentice Bai Luo.
"The fourth-ranked Master Mo Xiong went out with my master to experience it. As for the fifth-ranked Master Langzi, who is still young, such banquets have always been absent." Su Wen whispered.
Mo Tianliao nodded slightly and looked at the two sitting beside him.
This Yan Lie is very good at being a human being. He puts his position at the forefront, but his two juniors are sitting at the bottom to show respect to Wo Qingdong. And the row of positions opposite was obviously reserved for the disciples of True Man Xuanji.
Zi Mo sat next to him and looked very restless. Seeing him look over, he couldn't help but talk to him: "My name is Zi Mo, the second disciple of Tian Lang, you can call me Senior Brother Zi Mo or Brother Zi, I don’t know what the younger brother is called?"
"Brother is polite, little brother Mo Tianliao." Mo Tianliao replied gently.
"Then I will call you Junior Brother Mo from now on!" Zi Mo looked very happy, "It's so good, but don't learn from your senior brother, you are always fierce."
Mo Tianliao smiled slightly and did not answer.
Zi Mo stabbed the third younger brother with his elbow: "Xiaobai, come and say hello to younger brother!"
"I have seen Brother Bai!" Mo Tianliao raised his hand and bowed casually.
Bai Luo put down the wine glass and looked over slowly. After a while, he raised his hand and said, "Bai Luo, I have seen the junior." He looked like a knight, but his voice was weak, Mo Tianlio Could not help but startled for a while.
"Come on, I didn’t say anything in the hall last time. Today is considered our first acquaintance. Let’s have a drink!" Zi Mo smiled and gave Mo Tianlio a glass of wine, and Mo Tianlio also raised his hand to the two seniors. After drinking wine, the three of them drank a drink, and the atmosphere suddenly became familiar.
Of course, acquaintance means that Zi Mo started chattering towards Mo Tianliao, Bai Luo still pouring himself quietly, but occasionally turned his head to take a look and listen to what they were saying.
In the right words, there was a commotion outside, and the disciples of the mysterious real man came in mighty.
Mysterious Real Man has the most disciples, a dozen or so, but there are actually only three disciples in person, and the rest are ordinary disciples.
Among the three cave masters, Xuanji is the one who likes to accept apprentices the most, but his temperament is uncertain, and he often accepts it happily. After two days, he doesn't like it and counts as an ordinary apprentice.
A group of people came, led by a colorfully dressed man. The man had a beautiful face, a slender figure, a dark green robe, a crimson gauze, and a bright yellow band around his waist. Belt.
"Yo, Huaqing, why don't you wear your Baidi in a flowery dress today?" Zi Mo yelled when he saw the visitor.
The man who was too easy to walk suddenly staggered, gritted his teeth and said: "Shut up! Who said that was a big skirt!"
"Where are Senior Brother Yuan and Junior Brother Yu?" Zi Mo turned around and introduced to Mo Tianliao. The person here is the second disciple of Xuanji Zhenren. His name is Huaqing. He likes to dress well, followed by ordinary disciples. And those who have not been assigned, can ignore it.
"Senior Brother Yuan was in retreat, Junior Brother Yu followed Master out," Hua Qing glared at Zi Mo, and sat down to the first place on the right. The two tables at the back were empty, Bai Luo and Zi Mo did not. A man willing to go and sit with him, Huaqing reached out and grabbed the youngest boy, "Junior Brother Cheng, come and sit here."
Mo Tianliao raised his eyes. That person was the Tianlinggen disciple who had just been collected by True Man Xuanji, named Cheng Xi, who had not yet been named.
Cheng Xi gave way and sat down.
Mo Tianliao lowered his eyes, had a drink with Zi Mo, and slowly drank it. The young boy was obviously a little proud. He asked him to sit down as if it should be the case. He didn't know what the seniors behind him saw Jealousy and mockery almost pierced him through.
"Hahaha, I've made you wait a long time," a clear voice came from not far away. Soon, a red-robed scorching aura, with the impossibility that the Nascent Soul couldn't converge after the advanced stage. He walked quickly to the main seat and said with a smile, "Today's burning birthday, I would like to thank you brothers and sisters for not giving up, and coming to join us, I am very grateful to you, do it first!"
Speaking, he picked up the cup in front of him and drank it all.
It's easy to win a good impression without being procrastinated. Everyone congratulated and raised their glasses.
Mo Tianliao raised his eyes and looked at Yan Lie. This person has a pair of charming peachy eyes. He raised his eyes and smiled with a three-pointed smile. His speech was not hurried, and it was very pleasant. No wonder the popularity of the Woyun Sect .
"Today is our brothers gathering together, drinking a glass of wine, and boring to practice on weekdays. It is rare to relax once, not to be drunk or return!" Yan Lie said with a smile, a maid holding the spirit fruit and the spirit vegetable. Into.
Mo Tianliao looked at the dishes in front of him. Even if the immortal cultivator has bigu, he can eat and try new things. They are not limited to meat and vegetables, but decent people often only drink some spirit wine in order to behave like a fairy. It's really rare to eat some spirit fruit and put out steaming dishes like this.
"This chicken drumstick is delicious, Xiao Bai, you have one too!" Zi Mo drew the chicken drumstick in his mouth, and smiled and said to Bai.
Bai Luo turned his head, stared at him coldly, and put all the chicken legs in front of him in front of Mo Tianliao.
"Hey, why don't you give it to me if you don't eat it!" Zi Mo stopped doing it immediately and reached out to grab it.
Mo Tianliao picked up the plate: "Brother Bai gave me this."
Zi Mo's eyes widened: "Good boy, you..."
The young man Cheng Xi on the opposite side saw this scene and pursed his lips and said: "Being courteous to the teacher is the rule, how can Junior Brother Mo grab something from Senior Brother?" He is obviously the proud son of heaven, but he has not yet In naming, the guy who used only one face to get started in Shuanglinggen can directly become a true disciple of Qingtong, and is so indifferent to the master’s disciple...
The lively atmosphere stagnated, and Hua Qing rolled her eyes. This junior is too dumbfounded. Didn't you see that they were playing around? What's more, people are direct disciples, and your status hasn't been determined yet. What does it mean to call them junior disciple?
Yan Lie stepped down at the right time, breaking the momentary embarrassment: "Brother Mo is very happy to be able to come. Come, let's have a drink. If you have any difficulties in the sect in the future, please tell the brother."
Mo Tianliao stood up and said, "Thank you, brother, and respect brother."
After drinking, Mo Tianliao motioned Su Wen to take out the gift from Wo Qingdong, some spiritual stones and fairy grass: "This is the heart of the disciples in the cave, congratulations on the birthday of Brother Brother."
Yanlie smiled and took it, and handed it to the apprentice Chifeng behind him.
"My family teacher is in retreat and cannot come here. I will present a gift for my brother on behalf of my family teacher. Brother He has advanced Yuan Ying." Mo Tianlio took out an exquisite box and handed it over. The lid was opened. Inside the box, Pretending to be a fist-sized, exquisite, big bell!
Yan Lie looked at the big bell, twitched the corner of his mouth insignificantly, closed it immediately, held it in his hand, and bowed to the east to salute: "The disciple Xie Shishu reward."
Huaqing also took out his master's gift at the right time. It was a long box held by the young Cheng Xi with the lid closed.
Cheng Xi saw that Mo Tianliao's box was opened, and the treasure inside was shining. It was obviously a rare spiritual treasure. He wanted to earn face for his master, and before handing it to Yan Lie, he opened the box on his own initiative.
Mo Tianlio raised his eyes, and the contents inside were unobstructed, but a delicate, long, twine rope! That’s right, it’s a hemp rope. From the eyes of the master refiner, it is indeed a plate that is not even a magical instrument, authentic, hemp rope...
Hua Qing hurriedly closed the box, gave Cheng Xi a fierce look, smiled and handed it to Yan Lie.
Yan Lie didn't seem to see what was inside, so he respectfully took it and saluted the West.
The banquet ended successfully in this seemingly cordial and respectful atmosphere.
Mo Tianliao returned to Woqing Cave and went to see Master first.
"The lord has just arrived, and he is meeting with the master of the cave." The maid stopped him blankly.
"So, I'll come back later." Mo Tianliao turned around and returned to his small courtyard. His cat was gone again, only one bed sheet full of snags and small holes was laid alone on the bed.
Mo Tianliao frowned, turned and went out to look for it, thinking about the place where the hairballs often haunt, and walking towards the back mountain.