The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 115: Xuan Jian

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"What?" Mo Tianliao suddenly raised his head, and saw that Ming Yan had left with his hand, and he was about to chase after raising his foot, but Qingtong, who was standing still, was caught in his steps.

The two of them were still shaking hands. Qingtong didn't leave, and Mo Tianlio was naturally tripped.

"What's the matter, baby?" Seeing Qingtong staring at the forest, he couldn't help but ask.

"Uncle Yan, you could talk to me when I saw you last time." Qingtong looked at the big leopard who couldn't beat the stag and climbed to the tree to catch the bird.

"There will be a way..." Mo Tianliao took the person in his arms, kissed him, and sighed as he watched the big monkey running by the leopard to join in the fun.

After ascending, he couldn't return to the world. The old **** walked away with joy, and when he flew to the sky above nine days, he found that there were no monkeys around him, and he didn't know what his mood was.

When the leopard saw the monkey, he barked his teeth. The big monkey immediately grabbed a branch and blocked it in front of him, burying his head in the leaves, hoping that the other party would not see him. The leopard flicked its tail, bit the bird that he thought had escaped, and killed it. Then he plucked the bird's feather under his paw, and spit the bird's feather on the monkey's head with a "bah".

"Wow, wow, wow!" Suddenly, the feather eggs quit, and they threw down the branch to hit the leopard. The leopard patted the monkey on another branch with a paw, continued to pluck the bird's feather, and then turned his head to spit on the monkey's head precisely.

Mo Tianlio twitched the corners of his mouth. It seemed that the leopard's intelligence hadn't completely dissipated, and he would still joke like a human.

The cold eyes are also stained with smiles, Qingtong’s voice is a lot lighter: "Monsters are also beasts, and it may be a good thing to return to the body." Carefree, licking hair and sunbathing every day, hungry Just catch a bird, find a branch when sleepy, and sleep for a whole day. There are no conflicts of interest, no humanity.

"Then if you return to the body, can I bury my belly every day?" Mo Tianliao smiled and rubbed Qingtong's cheek.

Qingtong gave him a elbow: "Then if you return to your body, will you be able to make the big brother pee under your feet?"

Mo Tianliao choked for a while, thinking about him as an endless tree standing in the mountains, a Sect Master Woyun ran over and raised his hind legs...

My cat always doesn't suffer in this way, and Mo Tianlio embraced him and walked in the direction of Ming Yan's departure: "That's not good, my tree roots are only for you."

"I won't do such a stupid thing." Qingtong glared at him.

"Yes, yes, our little paws don't do this kind of thing," Mo Tianliao learned from the child's voice, "I used deep sea pearls to polish fine sand, little paws are good...oh! "

After a while, Ming Yan, who was sitting down in the pavilion drinking tea, saw Mo Tianlio walking towards him with a pale face, but Qingtong did not know where he was going.

"Where is Xiao Liuli?" Ming Yan asked him.

"Who?" Mo Tianliao was taken aback.

"Ah, I said Qingtong," Ming Yan raised his hand and motioned to Mo Tianliao to come over and sit down. "When I am old, I always think of the past. Liuli is his nickname, and the child later named himself Qing Tong, they followed by called Tongtong."

Mo Tianliao sat down with his sleeves thrown away, but said nothing. Is this showing off to him?

"Qingtong’s parents died in the battle between immortals and demons, leaving only one egg," Ming Yan raised his hand and added a cup of tea to Mo Tianliao. "The eggs of the Baihu tribe are to be hatched by the tribe, but this world There is no second white tiger, so the child didn’t break his shell until 700 years ago. When you stole him, he was just a child."

Mo Tianlio gave a dry cough: "It's not considered stealing..." At this point, suddenly, Ming Yan is telling him Qingtong's age, is it to exchange birthday characters? Thinking of this, I was suddenly excited, and took out a piece of jade slip that had been prepared long ago.

A set of eight characters were written on the black jade slip with golden characters, and Mo Tianliao offered them with both hands and respectfully said: "My parents have died early, and my master has risen. Now there are no elders, so I can only The eight characters are offered, and I hope Master will not be surprised."

The mortal exchange of Geng Tie, the exchange of eight characters, should be done by the elders, but Mo Tianliao wants to break his head and there is no elder. The old **** has no blood relatives like him, and his character is so bad that he doesn't even have a friend.

Ming Yan twitched the corners of his mouth insignificantly. He just wanted to talk to Mo Tianliao about Qingtong’s life experience. Why did it involve the exchange of birthday characters? Silently raised his hand, and took the black jade slip that Mo Tianliao held above his head: "Even the Taoist couple in the cultivation world did not exchange Geng Tie."

The person who cultivates immortals cuts off the mortal dust, not to mention the long journey of immortality, and the age of the opponent does not need to be considered too much.

Mo Tianlio touched his nose: "Because I don't know the customs of monsters, I have everything ready."

Ming Yan looked at him in silence, and when Mo Tianliao was awkwardly preparing to withdraw the jade slip, he took out a cyan jade piece from his sleeve, and quickly wrote down the time when Qingtong came out with his fingers. Eyes were slightly opened, a bright light flashed from the cyan pupils, and a dragon-claw-shaped soul imprint was branded on it and handed it to Mo Tianliao.

Unbelievably stretched out his hand and took the jade slip that Ming Yan handed over. Mo Tianlio was a little excited and swept it with his soul. The jade slip even engraved the name of Qingtong’s relatives, including parents, masters, and brothers. ...In the column of Master, "Ming Yan" is filled in.

Taking away the jade slips preciously, Mo Tianliao slowly said: "I will take good care of him and love him for the rest of my life."

"My life span is only ten thousand years, and now it's about to reach the time limit." Ming Yan looked at the vast sky above her head, there was nothing to fear in death, except that she would not see the person last time when she died, too. Sorry.

"Master just now said that if you practice a mirror, you can make Qingtong soar, but is it true?" Mo Tianliao leaned forward slightly, "What is the mirror for?"

"Have you heard of Xuanjian?" Ming Tan asked back.

Mo Tianlio nodded, he knew this. In order to refine Taishi, he went to check many ancient books, one of which recorded several artifacts that had appeared.

Xuanjian is a mirror, which can't reflect reality, only illusions. In fact, the illusion is not accurate. This mirror can look back to the past based on the spiritual power that people have entered, but everything that has happened in the past can be seen. As for whether we can explore the future, we don't know.

"The master wants to refine is Xuanjian?" Mo Tianliao frowned. There is no record of the method of refining the artifact. Taishi guy, he found out completely, if he wants to specify the refinement He really didn't know how to make what kind of artifact, let alone where to find the second heaven and earth spiritual wisdom.

Ming Yan nodded: "If you have any materials you need, you can find me."

"To refine the artifact, the most important thing is to have a heaven and earth intelligence." Mo Tianliao explained the main materials needed for the artifact. Others are easy to handle, only this heaven and earth intelligence, for a while. Moment can't be found, it should be faster to let Ming Yan help.

After talking for a long time, Ming Yan didn't say how to use the refining Xuan Jian, only that Xuan Jian is the key to ascent, and he came to think of other things. I want to come to this person to study for eight thousand years, he must know better than his layman.

Although it is difficult to refine Xuanjian, there is hope at all. Mo Tianlio felt a lot relaxed in his heart, and he was enthusiastic about going back to study.

It was getting late, Ming Yan asked them to stay in the magic palace for one night before leaving tomorrow, and then got up and left, not knowing where they went.

"Baby, show me the room you used to be when you were a kid." Mo Tianlio found Qingtong who was fishing for fish by the pond and hugged him from behind with a smile.

"What did the master tell you?" Qingtong let him hold it, because there was someone supporting it, so he didn't simply grab the tree by the pool, and stretched out his hands.

"Let me try to refine that mirror, and exchange the Geng Tie by the way." Mo Tianliao said lightly, there is not much possibility of soaring, after all, Ming Yan did not say very sure, lest Qingtong was disappointed. , I didn't say too much, and turned to another place as soon as the conversation turned around.

"Geng Tie?" Qingtong's eyes widened. How could Master do such a thing?

"Yes." Mo Tianliao triumphantly took out the blue jade slip and shook it in front of Qingtong.

"Let me see." Qingtong stretched out his hand and was deliberately lifted by Mo Tianliao, he turned around and pressed Mo Tianliao's shoulder to grab it, who knew that the bad hand went elsewhere.

Qingtong fell into Mo Tianliao's arms unsteadily. The two of them hugged and rolled on the grass. Mo Tianliao turned over to press Qingtong under him, and kissed the pale lips. Qingtong's attention was not here. Taking advantage of Mo Tianlao's relaxation, he grabbed the jade slip and stuck it to his forehead to check.

"My parents' names...I know it for the first time." Qingtong bends his eyes slightly.

Mo Tianliao looked at him with a sudden pain in his heart. He always said that he had a miserable life, but at least he had seen his parents and brothers when he was young, but Qingtong had never even seen his parents.

Qingtong took Mo Tianliao to stroll around in the Mengyu Demon Palace and found the palace where he lived when he was a child.

It was a room covered with cushions, with several nests in it. It's just that every litter is not small, except for a cat, which is enough to sleep another dog.

"When I was a child, I was afraid of sleeping on my own. Master let Uncle Yan or my senior brother accompany me to sleep." Qingtong pointed to the huge nest, beside the big nest there was a string of wind chimes made of shells.

As she talked, the beauty in white became a kitten, and she ran over to fiddle with the shells, and the jingle sounds very nice.

There was a thunderstorm in the middle of the night, and Mo Tianliao was awakened by the thunder. He looked at the cat sleeping peacefully in his arms. He looked out the window and saw a huge blue dragon hovering in the clouds. I got up and went out to take a look. I saw that the dragon passed through the barrier of protecting the mountain and fell directly into the back garden. On the back of the dragon, there were big and small protective bubbles. In each bubble, a few were squeezed. Different little fur balls.

The next day, news came that Wo Yunzong was besieged by the right way and the situation was critical.