The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 48: King Dan
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Mo Tianliao fell asleep when he was stepped on by the uncle cat. When he woke up, the falling star stone had not yet been refined. He was warm on his back, and tried to turn his head to look, and saw that the white hairball was sleeping soundly on his waist, his two front paws were stretched out comfortably, and the small ball of twine had fallen to the ground early.
He stretched out his hand and took the small ball over and took a look. It was already scratched. Mo Tianliao smiled and reached out and picked up the kitten on his waist. Because of the problem with his arms, the cat would inevitably wake up.
"Mi?" Qingtong opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze.
"Go to sleep." Mo Tianliao sat cross-legged and put the cat on his lap.
The kitten yawned, stretched, and found a comfortable position on his own, then fell down and went to sleep.
Mo Tianliao knotted his hands and began to meditate, restoring the wasted spiritual power. The pig-killing knife at his feet flickered off, trying to remind the owner to practice it first. Unexpectedly, the owner who was meditating couldn't see it, but was seen by the sleepy cat.
The white hairy head tilted, and he sighed at the pig knife. "Ka Ka Ka" a piece of white mist fell on the surface of the knife, instantly freezing the pig-killing knife into a large block of ice, no matter how it flashed. Qingtong was satisfied. He lay on his back and turned his belly against Mo Tianlio, quietly watching the man's stubble chin, and slowly licking his paw.
Mo Xiaozhao likes to accompany Mo Tianliao's refining device. The refining room is warm and suitable for sleeping, and because it is often too late to shave, the stabbing chin is just right to rub his head. The light-colored Liulimu slowly moved away from her sight, Qingtong bit her claw tip, now she is a master, how can she do such naive things?
The spiritual power ran for two weeks, and finally made up for the loss, and began to continue the state that was previously interrupted by the heart demon.
Abandon the foreign objects, only absorb the wood aura, the veins are quickly filled with the rich wood aura, and the cycle goes back and forth. The memory of childhood gradually blurred, replaced by the people and things after embarking on the fairy road, he found his old **** in the wilderness, the hypocrisy seen through in the right way, and the weak and strong food in the magic way. What he cultivated is not ruthless. Tao. After two lives, he was always affectionate. From the moment I saw the little white cat fishing for a fish by the mountain stream, that little figure was destined to occupy all his tenderness.
The light colored glaze eyes are embedded in a hairy face, cute and lovely. Later, it becomes a delicate and flawless beauty. Something is shattered in the sea of knowledge, and the mood is suddenly bright. The spiritual energy of the whole body was like a river entering the sea, and a small whirlpool formed in the dantian, which was a sign of the late stage of foundation building.
Mo Tianliao slowly opened his eyes and felt that his chin was fluffy. When he lowered his head, he saw the white kitten standing on his shoulders, rubbing his head against his chin. He couldn't help but curl his lips, bowed his head and kissed that hairy head.
The kitten who was rubbing happily was startled, and his front paws were about to fall off. Mo Tianliao held it firmly in his palm, and looked at him with his belly upside down. Xiao Maoqiu hurriedly turned over, raising his paw to beat him.
"Little paw, I..." Mo Tianliao stared at the snowy white fur ball in his hand, always feeling that it was different. He stretched out his legs and prepared to put the cat in the middle of his legs for a good chat, and then kicked to the foot. Pig knife, "Huh?"
The artifact Taishi, a layer of frost condensed all over his body, crystal clear.
"Meow!" The kitten struggled to jump off.
"Master..." Before he could speak, the cat had already got out of the cave.
Scratching his head, Mo Tianwei was helpless. Since he was reborn, Mo Xiaoclaw refused to kiss him, and he would lose his temper. But as I thought about it, Xiao Claw had grown up and became a master... Mo Tianliao suddenly stopped when he got up, and finally realized where the problem was.
Previously, he always felt that the master after becoming a cat was still his Mo Xiaoclaw, but he never thought that even if it became a hair ball, it would still be a cold beauty master. He seemed to have been deceiving his master and destroying his ancestor.
Touching his nose, Mo Tianliao didn't feel ashamed, but was inexplicably happy.
The falling star stone has been refined. Mo Tianliao moved the fist-sized falling star stone juice to the front, took the thin blade made by Xuanyuan Iron, dipped the falling star stone with his finger, held his breath, and began to swiftly Draw an array. The falling star stone will condense immediately after leaving the aura's package, and the drawing must be completed at the moment of condensing, without any changes or backstrokes.
The drawing of the formation method cannot be interrupted. With the spiritual energy storage in the early stage of foundation construction, only 80% of the drawing can be completed, so he first raises the cultivation base to the middle stage of foundation construction, exhausting all the spiritual energy of the whole body, and then can draw one in one breath. Every time you draw a formation, you can stop for three breaths, and Mo Tianlio will quickly replenish the spiritual energy of his body within three breaths. At this time, the spiritual energy in the air is not enough. Mo Tianlio simply cut two holes in the spiritual stone floor and stretched his legs in.
Draw enough thirty-six formations and take a break from the incense stick event. Mo Tianliao was panting limply, his muscles twitching and aching, which was caused by constant exhaustion and fullness.
The kitten left the stone room and wandered in the magic palace.
This refining chamber is near the spirit mine, and the surrounding trees grow very luxuriant because of the strong aura. Numerous restrictions have been set up outside the stone room, which was set by himself because he was worried that others would come to disturb Mo Tianliao's refining equipment, and at the same time, he was worried that Mo Tianliao would run away. However, when the big lion came to play with Mo Xiaoclaw a few days ago, he was threatened to surrender a magic charm that could restrict access.
Climbed in twos and threes to a tall sycamore tree, looking far away, you can see the whole magic palace. Slightly squinted a pair of glaze eyes, let go of the divine sense search, after a while, jumped off the big tree and rushed into the woods.
After drawing 72 formations, Mo Tianliao completely released his strength, lying on the ground like a dead dog, looking at the pattern that looked like an exorcism flurry. The falling star stones are condensed into strange-shaped stone branches on the blade, which are connected, but do not cross each other. Later, just fill the empty space with material and shape it.
After pouring a brand new pig-killing knife, Mo Tianlio's own spiritual power accumulation has reached the refining perfection, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.
This method of being forced to squeeze the veins is really fast, but it will damage the veins and veins, so it should not be used more. Mo Tianlio put the pig-killing knife 2 aside to cool down, touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, folded his palms together, and used the energy of inexhaustible wood to repair the damaged veins.
There is a flaming volcano in the south, and a fire starts in April, and there is a wood standing in the sea of fire, which cannot be burned.
The endless life of endless wood is accompanied by the endless burning of flames. Repairing tendons and veins with vitality, at the same time attracting fire system spiritual power to infuse Dantian. Damaged tendons, like endless wood with broken green skin, are the best fuel for wood fire. Not long after, Muzhonghuo used the damaged veins as firewood and burned everywhere in the body.
"Um..." The burning of the meridians was uncomfortable, and Mo Tianlio gritted his teeth and led all the wood in the fire to the dantian.
In the dantian, the faint cyan flame kept swallowing the converging flames, and began to spin quickly, like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger, and the wood spirit power was also attracted by this vortex and hovered around the fireball. When the fireball swelled to the extreme, it suddenly shrank, and after a moment of silence, it burst.
"Kaka Kakah----" A dark cloud gathered above the Devil's Palace, and a small whirlpool hovered and rose in it. The golden thunder light shuttled through the dark cloud and suddenly fell. Along with the loud thunder, the restriction around the refining chamber was also split.
"Puff--" The drinker spit out the wine suddenly.
"Venerable!" The subordinate who was kneeling on the ground reporting the news was startled.
"The prohibition is broken?" The ground slapped his thigh, and rushed out like a gust of wind. It quickly reached the sky above the refining chamber. What you saw was the gradually dissipating dark clouds and a small piece of wood that had been split into coke. Suddenly he grew his mouth, "Good boy!"
It's just a pill, and this day is like crossing the robbery, it's like heaven is intolerable.
Pill formation is mainly to condense the golden core, and at the same time condense the soul. Once the soul is condensed, it will truly embark on the path of cultivating immortals against the heavens, and then break away from the mortal womb, without reincarnation.
The stronger the spirit, the greater the celestial phenomena that will be triggered. Mo Tianliao's spirit is already in the stage of transformation, and a part of the spirit, the powerful spirit as scheduled, will naturally arouse the warning of heaven. If it hadn't been for the restriction imposed by the cultivator of Divine Transformation, the refiner would probably be split apart.
Mo Tianliao wiped off his sweat, looked up, and saw a white furball emerging from the small hole. After a while, a snow-colored kitten came out, but the kitten seems not quite right today. It has a fluffy fox tail!
Rubbing his eyes, Mo Tianliao walked over. Only then did he see that it was not the kitten with a fox tail, but a white fox next to him, walking a little unfavorably, limping.
When the fox saw Mo Tianliao, he pursed his ears in fright, and pressed it closer to the kitten.
Mo Tianliao, who had seen Mao Ball's eyes brighten, suddenly became unhappy. He picked up the kitten and looked at the fox who staggered after losing support: "What's the matter?"
The kitten stroked its paws twice, jumped off the ground, and instantly turned into a cold beauty. He raised his hand and hugged the fox: "I see that the fur is good. Use it as a pillow."
Pillows...Mo Tianliao remembered the big brother who had been acting as a blanket all the time, and it was immediately clear: "However, he is not a cat, should he give it to the lord?"
Qingtong raised his eyebrows: "You are not a cat either."
Mo Tianliao smiled and leaned forward: "I am a tree, only cats can climb."
Qingtong blocked him with an elbow, and was about to say something, when suddenly he heard the voice shouting outside the door: "My nephew, is it done?"
"Three more days!" Mo Tianliao replied loudly.
Made his hands and rubbed his hands. Less than two months later, this kid condensed the golden core, unless the artifact initiation had no other way. This magical tool can turn Zhuji into a golden core, so if he drops blood to recognize the master, will he directly fly? His mouth couldn't help but grinned to the root of his ears, and he quickly placed another restraint, and he squatted outside the restraint.
Mo Tianliao took a look at the pig-killing knife in his hand. At the beginning, he used the Taichu stone to kill the ground. It was indeed necessary for Taishi to practice, but the fake was not needed. However, Killing Land was a god-shifting monk at any rate, and his cultivation base for thousands of years was not for eating rice, and the materials used in the spirit weapons were definitely not hidden from him.
"What are you going to do?" Qingtong leisurely picked up the real artifact on the ground still in the ice, and flicked his fingers.
"Want to know?" Mo Tianlio evoked a wicked smile, "Give me... I will tell you if I touch my belly."
"Slap!" Without any accident, Mo Tianlio squatted down with his head, honestly, took out the Taichu stone, cut off a piece the size of a fingernail, burned it with a wood fire for a while, and removed it at will With some impurities, I took the carving knife and carved it into a flame shape, and embedded it in the handle. "Look, I used the Taichu stone."
Qingtong: "..." This is too much!