The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 119: Blood Cave
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With eyebrows, Mo Tianliao fell into the refining madness again, and rushed into the refining room holding Qingtong who was still beating him.
"In order for Lingzhi to go back to the past, it must be able to form images, but Lingzhi thinking is not continuous." Mo Tianlio said to himself holding a piece of Taichu stone.
"Wow, Master, how do you know it is discontinuous?" Taishi turned into a chain and twisted, indicating that he was continuous.
Mo Tianlio ignored it, Qingtong raised his hand to grab the chain and scratched it. People who speak upside-down all day long seem to be able to think continuously.
In fact, people don’t think continuously. When thinking about one thing, it’s possible to go to another thing. Then if you want Xuanjian to continuously present a past event, you must have something. Can remember all the thoughts that Lingzhi has flashed, and even help Lingzhi go back in time.
Mo Tianliao found a "mirage" from the collection of materials. The so-called mirage, as the name suggests, is a stone that can trigger mirage-like illusions. This stone is usually used for high-level phantom formations, and is rarely used for crafting.
"The mirage can remember the things carved into by the soul, and after drawing the formation, it can spontaneously interpret it." Mo Tian saw Qingtong's curiosity, so he passed the crystal clear round stone in his hand.
Qingtong stared at the stone carefully. The stone is basically transparent, showing a colorful pattern under the light, just like the pattern inside a shell. A wisp of spirit went in to check, but he couldn't see anything.
"Come, let me see." Mo Tianliao took the stone back, placed it in a basin of clear water, and drew a simple circle on the water with his fingers, slowly in the black basin There was an image, a handsome and domineering face, with smiles, and it was Mo Tianliao on weekdays.
Qingtong was taken aback, raised his hand and overturned the water basin, splashing Mo Tianliao with water.
Mo Tianliao touched his face, picked up the mirage, and smirked: "Baby, I was thinking of me just now."
"Who missed you!" Qingtong raised his foot to leave, and was grabbed by Mo Tianlio and pulled into his arms. The wet clothes immediately wetted Qingtong's clothes.
"Don't make trouble, I'll draw a phantom array for you." Mo Tianlio melted a spiritual stone in the palm of his hand, and quickly drew a few small formations on the ground, then placed the mirage in the center, and melted another spiritual stone. The stone was painting on top of the mirage, and at the end a ray of divine knowledge was penetrated, the phantom array quickly lit up, and phantoms began to appear.
Because it is a temporary array, it is relatively simple, and the illusion is not as clear as the illusion that Mo Tianlio usually draws, but the scene inside can be seen. On a large bed, the two of them overlapped their bodies and were doing things that made people blushing. Looking carefully, the person underneath had a pair of white fur ears on top of their heads.
"Look, I was just looking back at what happened last night, just after a brief thought, this mirage spontaneously deduce, does it look like the situation last night? What's the difference?" Mo Tianlio smirked and pointed. Said at the little phantom.
Qingtong narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head, and bit.
"Oh!" Mo Tianlio tried his best to rescue his chin, then kissed the moist thin lips, "The clothes are wet, let me take it off for you."
"Um..."
The situation in the illusion was repeated again. Mo Tianliao satisfactorily picked up Qingtong who had fallen asleep, put it on the soft cushion aside, covered the blanket, sat back on himself, and began to process the materials.
Most of the materials he mentioned earlier, Ming Yan found, Taichu stone, Huitianjing, and transparent stone, these things can make a smooth mirror. Although there are ideas, the problems are still complicated.
Mo Tianlio cut out all the materials into a small piece, controlled by the spirit, and removed impurities in the crematorium, using the Taichu stone as the base to draw the array, Huitianjing as the main body, and using a small piece of mirage to fuse it. Akashi is carved on Huitian Jing.
When Qingtong wakes up, Mo Tianliao is playing with a small mirror as big as a palm.
"Practicing it?" Qingtong looked over.
"How can it be." Mo Tianliao smiled bitterly. This is a trial, and the idea is good, but it is difficult to practice it. I did not expect that a phantom mirror would need a space magic circle.
Qingtong looked into the small mirror and thought about the cold spring fish that he had eaten a few days ago. The fragrant grilled fish really appeared in the mirror, still steaming. Isn't this done? Qingtong wanted to see what it was like when he was a child, just like what Tian Lang was like five hundred years ago. When he explored his divine sense, it was completely dark and there was nothing.
"Huh?" Qingtong frowned slightly, increasing the input of the soul, but vaguely felt that there was a barrier that prevented going back to the past, which made people very anxious, trying to break through, and suddenly felt a thorn Pain, "Um..."
The mirror in his hand fell suddenly, and Qingtong leaned back, clutching his head.
"Qingtong!" Mo Tianliao was taken aback, caught him, and saw that Qingtong's face turned pale, and he was so scared that he was so frightened, "Where does it hurt? Is the soul hurt?"
Qingtong closed his eyes, shook his head, and slowly opened his eyes.
Mo Tianliao touched him with his forehead and looked carefully and found that he was not injured. Then he breathed a sigh of relief: "You see it, time barrier."
"Space-time barrier?" Qingtong looked up at him puzzledly. What time-space barrier?
"One Jiazi in sixty years, one Jiazi one cycle," Mo Tianlio picked up the broken small mirror, "Using a mirage image can only show things within sixty years, more than sixty years. There are time and space barriers that are difficult to overcome."
If you want a mirror to look back in the past, you must not just look at something for sixty years. And to break the barriers of time and space, it probably needs a treasure that can break through the void. But Mo Tianliao had never heard of anything that could break through the illusion of time.
The refiner has once again fallen into a dead end. When I asked Taishi, Taishi babbled for a long time, and then slowly said: "I have never heard of things that cut time. I only know that in ancient times, there were gods who could travel between the past and the future. Exhausted the godhead and dissipated in the world."
"Perhaps Master knows." Qingtong said suddenly, looking at the twisted Taishi.
Qinglong, who has lived for nearly 10,000 years, as a descendant of ancient beasts, perhaps knows no less than the wisdom of heaven and earth. Moreover, Ming Yan must have been studying for many years, and might have any unique insights into Xuan Jian.
Just leave, Mo Tianliao pulled Qingtong out of the refiner, and met Hou Jing who came to report.
"Your honor, the men who entered Taixuan Mountain are all dead." Hou Jing held a few jade slips in his hands, and had lost his spirit and appeared cracks. This is the jade slip that is docked with his subordinates. If the other party dies, The jade slips here will crack.
Mo Tianliao was taken aback. He sent so many people there. It only took a few days. How can you say he died?
"The ancient cave mansion was very weird, and there was no news when people entered. The jade slip broke open the day before, and I realized that all of them were dead," Hou Jing frowned, "Now Taixuan Mountain has been bloody. ."
"Then, can someone come out?" Mo Tianliao's hand hidden in his sleeve gradually clenched.
"No one has left the cave yet." Hou Jing frowned. It can also be said that there is no survivor yet. Before he was ready to go in and have a look, if it wasn't for Mo Tianliao's order to let him in Gong paid attention to the news, he had already gone, but now he wanted to come in a cold sweat. This Tai Xuan Secret Treasure is not like a treasure at all, but rather like a blood cave.
"Blood Cave?" Mo Tianliao's heart trembled. The so-called blood caves are some terrible places. There are usually ancient evil formations hidden there, which require a lot of blood sacrifices to open.
Remembering the previous Woyunzong being surrounded, Ming Yan said to him: "Don't worry too much, you have your own solution."
Mo Tianliao stood up suddenly, took Qingtong and left.
The flying boat traveled thousands of miles a day, and soon reached the vicinity of Taixuan Mountain. Before it got close, he was hit by the **** evil spirit that soared into the sky. Qingtong has the jade pendant given by Mo Tianliao, and will feel uncomfortable.
Mo Tianlio drew a formation around the two to get rid of the blood evil spirits, sweep away the smoke, and saw a person standing in the void, cyan wide-sleeved costumes hunting in the wind, dark green eyes , Quietly looking at the snow on the top of the mountain, as if looking at someone through the void.
"Master..."