The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 14: Suzerain
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After coaxing the uncle cat to sleep, Mo Tianliao began to concentrate on making storage bags.
The quality of the storage bag depends on the smoothness and integrity of the Pluto Array, and the amount of spiritual energy filled.
The space magic circle is the foundation of the storage magic device. The graphics are very complicated. There are two kinds of magic circle engraved in it: space superposition and aura storage. Any breakpoints or unevenness will cause space instability or aura leakage This is also the reason for the high price of storage instruments.
Usually the craftsman will use precious drawing pens to draw carefully. It takes at least a day to draw a set of magic circles, and once a wrong stroke is drawn, the magic tool will be invalid, but for Mo Tianlio Say...
The fingers dipped in the crystal liquid were so fast that only a phantom was left, and the beautiful eyes that raised at the end of the eyes seemed to be closed and non-closed, which seemed a little careless, but the tea time was drawn into a set. Slowly filled the spiritual power, after about a stick of incense, stopped, Mo Tianlio took a breath, and practiced the spiritual power of six levels, which can only fill up a space the size of a house.
Meditate for a while to restore the expended spiritual power, and the black iron stone in the furnace has been refined. Mo Tianlio picked up the knife, spread the black iron stone juice on the blade, kneaded it quickly with fingers wrapped in spiritual energy, and squeezed the knife into a strange shape with a pointed hook on the top, which could barely be used as a carving knife. use.
Take out a large piece of sinking wood cut from the back mountain, which is the largest crafting material he currently has. Split the thick wooden stakes with a knife and cut them into sharp wooden thorns, each of which is three inches long.
"The one from Woqingdong really stayed in there for ten days." The disciple who guarded the gate of Chi Yan Fudi talked while drinking.
"Perhaps I am practicing," the other person stroked his beard, as he knew it, "Huo Linggen people often come here to retreat."
Everyone agrees that it is impossible for a person who practices six levels of Qi to practice any magic weapon.
"Let me say that these direct disciples just have money and nowhere to spend, and the aura of the three caves is so abundant, they can practice in their own house, and they spend the wrong money."
"It's..."
Several people were discussing that the ground was in full swing, a jade clasp was gently placed on the bamboo plate on the table, and it made a crisp sound. Then, a low and sweet voice with a little fatigue, said lightly: "Take it away. "
Immediately, before everyone could answer, he turned and left.
Several gatekeeper disciples looked at the black back and looked at each other. They didn't know how many people had heard the words just now, and they were very nervous.
The gatekeeper hurriedly chased a few steps: "Uncle Master stayed."
Mo Tianliao turned his head back: "What's the matter?" Because the refining furnace is too poor, he hasn't closed his eyes for a few days to prevent the fryer. He needs a good night's sleep, and his temper is not good at this moment.
The gatekeeper shuddered by the cold eyes, and hurriedly took out two low-grade spirit stones: "Uncle Master did not use up on the tenth day, I will return you two..."
"No," Mo Tianliao raised his hand before the disciple finished speaking, "Take it to the bar." After speaking, he flung his sleeve and left.
Back to Woqing Cave, Mo Tianliao didn't go to see the Master, and went directly to the small courtyard, opened the restraining circle, and fell asleep.
The little white fur ball crawled out of his arms and squatted on his chest to look at him. A handsome face was a little dark from the smoke and fire, and there was a faint blue shadow under his eyes.
Turned and jumped out of the bed, a bright white light flashed, the beautiful Qingtong in white appeared in front of the bed, a little disgust flashed in the cold eyes, really stupid, just came out of the fire room, no hair Don't know yet to cover the quilt! How can I warm the bed if I catch the wind and cold?
Pushing thin lips, slowly stretched out a pair of slender white hands, pulled the thin quilt on the side, and threw them on Mo Tianliao casually. Qingtong walked around the room with his hands, feeling that this person momentarily Without waking up for a while, he turned and left the house.
"Enlighten the real person, the lord has sent a post." As soon as he entered the main hall of Qingning Palace, the maid in white came forward and handed a sound transmission talisman.
Single finger wiped on the sound transmission talisman, and immediately came the calm voice of Real Man Tian Lang: "I just came back from Qingyunzong, would you two come and have a look?"
When the sound transmission talisman finished playing the sound, he burned, Qingtong threw the talisman paper in his hand, turned and walked out.
There are often entanglements and disputes in the right way, which require the three major sects to come forward to mediate, and this kind of thing is often accompanied by some division of benefits. Therefore, every time the Sovereign returns from outside, he will bring back many good things.
Wotian Cave, Tianning Palace.
Sect Master Tian Lang sits upright, with an immortal style and an extraordinary temperament. The disciples in the temple all looked at him with respect.
"This time I went out, you all worked so hard. Each person has a bottle of soothing pills." Tian Lang Zhenren smiled amiably.
A group of disciples hurriedly thanked them, each received a bottle of pill, and left contentedly.
"This time I have a good harvest?" The real person Xuanji entered the door and saw a group of disciples leaving with the medicine bottle. The calming pill is suitable for disciples below the golden pill who have not yet formed their souls.
Because the devil qi in the spiritual energy is causing trouble, whether it is Qingxiu or Magicxiu, you will be disturbed by the heart demon from time to time and fall into turmoil. People who do not have the spirit beast to comfort them must take the pill to suppress them. This kind of pill is as indispensable to monks as spirit stones.
The real person Tian Lang touched his beard: "It's OK, Qingyunzong swallowed a small pill gate. If you want to calm down, you can get some blood."
All the disciples in the temple left, Tian Lang looked around, and took out a few dark jade bottles from the storage ring: "These few..."
Without a word, Bai Ying passed by, and the table was swept away. Qingtong sat gracefully on the only soft couch in the room, and a few bottles of pills were neatly placed on the small table in front of him. .
"Hey, don't take them all, you have to keep a bottle for me." Zhenren Tian Lang jumped up immediately, jumped in front of Qingtong in two steps, trying to grab the black jade bottle, but was A white and slender finger stuck his forehead.
The cold beautiful eyes swept over the several bottles in front of him, and found that there was nothing he needed, so he raised his hand with uninterestedness and swept down all the bottles.
"Ah--" Real Man Tian Lang screamed, rolled his sleeves, and steadily caught all the jade bottles, hugged tightly in his arms, squatting on the ground bitterly, trying to say something, raising his head Facing those beautiful eyes, they fainted in an instant, threw away those who were going to give to mystery, and quickly put the rest into the storage ring.
"Take it out." Qingtong kicked the Sect Master who was squatting on the soft couch.
"The third child, I am the lord of a sect anyway!" The real man Tian Lang couldn't bear it and suddenly violent. The master's skill is unfathomable, this jump, mixed with thunderous fury, is unstoppable, and the entire hall is instantly flooded with rich golden aura, stabbing people's skin with pain.
The disciples who were guarding outside the hall felt the pressure of the violent suzerain and moved away.
Qingtong raised his hand and slapped him on the back of his head: "It's so noisy."
"Hey!" Sect Master's face sank into the cushion on the couch, and the Jin Rui's breath in the temple disappeared immediately. The mysterious real person in the distance shrank his head and chose to remain silent.
Sect Master squatted for a while holding his head, and took out a white jade bottle: "Heavenly Concentration Pill."
Qingtong took it and continued to look up at him.
Sect Master gritted his teeth and took out two red jade bottles: "Heavenly Fire Spirit Pill."
Qingtong took it and turned around in his hand.
"No more!" The lord regarded death as his home.
The beauty on the couch with one hand propped her head, reclining on the big welcome pillow, and a slender finger popped out. The round and neat nails of the fingertips instantly became longer and became a transparent pointed hook, glowing with cold light.
"Oh--" A screaming howl came from the hall, blocked by the black barrier that was instantly opened, and never heard outside the hall, Tianning Palace fell into a strange silence.
"The master and the two cave masters should discuss important matters." The disciples outside saw the enchantment and consciously moved further away from the main hall of Tianning Palace.
After a while, silence in the hall was restored.
The white kitten squatted on the soft couch and licked its paws gracefully. The gray and white wolf lay on the ground, holding its head with its two front paws, spreading its hind paws, and slumping against the ground to play dead.
The bright white light flashed, and the slender beauty appeared again, put away the row of jade bottles on the small table, and said lightly: "I'm going out for a few days, don't come to me if you have something to do." It turned into a streamer and fleeed towards Wo Qingdong.
The mysterious real man in the corner slowly walked out and squatted beside the wolf: "Um, big brother, I'm leaving now." After finishing speaking, regardless of the brother's reaction, the soles of his feet slipped with oil.
Mo Tianliao woke up and stretched refreshingly. The white kitten happened to break in through the window and hit his arms directly.
"Xiao Claw..." Mo Tianliao caught the small fur ball, looked at the broken window paper reluctantly, and had to paste it again.
"Meow!" The kitten seemed to be in a good mood, and raised his paw and slapped him.
Mo Tianliao smiled and took the kitten into his arms: "Let’s go down the mountain and buy something delicious."