The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 69: Cat litter
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Others are struggling to burn materials and draw formations, but Mo Tianlio is sculpting carelessly. The cat litter still lacks a bathroom and Qingtong’s favorite rocking chair.
The skill contest lasts for ten days, day and night. The martial arts field is covered by a huge barrier. Before the game is over, others can't get in and people inside can't get out.
As night fell, glazed lamps were lit on the venue, and people from all sects did not leave. Drinking and pecking are all practice. Even if you don’t learn tools or alchemy, you can see it from the sidelines. . The disciples of different factions are taboo against personal contacts, but the elders and peak masters with higher status do not stick to this. Sometimes, for the benefit of the sect, proper entertainment is also necessary.
Liuyunzong hosted a banquet on the host’s high platform, inviting elders from all sects to a banquet.
Qingtong glanced at the self-satisfied Mo Tianliao, kicked the reluctant mystery, and flew to Liuyunzong in the void. The big tiger stood up, shaking his hair, and followed.
Sect Master Liuyun toasted one by one, and the elders of the small school agreed with fear and fear. Except for the three major sects, in other sects, the Yuan Ying monks are very high-level. These elders are all Yuan Ying cultivation bases, and naturally they dare not make mistakes when they see the power of the **** transformation stage.
The people of Qingyunzong and Woyunzong sat opposite each other, and two elders also came. Yunsong, who was originally arrogant, saw Qingtong approaching, and his voice stopped abruptly.
"The real person of Qingtong." Yunsong's junior sister Yun Yuan, seeing Qingtong, stood up immediately and said hello with a smile.
Yun Yuan is the only woman among the elders of the Qingyun Sect. She is very talented. She still maintains the appearance of a mortal in her twenties. She is beautiful and beautiful. She is a famous beauty in the realm of cultivation. While smiling at Qingtong, he carried the brother beside him and motioned him to say something.
"Humph!" Yunsong snorted without saying hello. Last time he lost a big face in Woyunzong, and the death of his grandson was related to Woyunzong, but he has been unable to find evidence, so he can't put on a good face.
Qing Tongwu sat in position by himself, and didn't even give alms to the two in his eyes, and the atmosphere suddenly became embarrassing.
"The real person Yun Yuan is still so beautiful." Xuan Ji said dryly.
"The real person Xuanji always said these words." Yun Yuan couldn't help laughing. Although he was talking to Xuanji, his eyes still looked at Qingtong.
Yun Yuan looked young, but she is already a thousand years old. There is no Taoist companion yet. A hundred years ago, the Qingyunzong's suzerain tried to marry Woyunzong. At a glance, she fell in love with the beautiful and unparalleled real Qingtong. Flowing water is merciless.
"Can this tiger be transformed?" Yun Yuan sat down and pointed to the big colorful tiger lying beside Qingtong's feet, "I remember this tiger has excellent bones."
The big tiger was licking his paws intently. When someone mentioned him, he turned his head and looked at it, and then continued to lick his paws.
"My phoenix-tailed kite can transform into shape." Yun Yuan raised his hand, and a bird with a long phoenix tail flew down on the slender finger, and then seemed to be commanded by the master, fluttering Flying with wings to the head of the big tiger. Monster beasts have their own way of communication, so that their spirit pets get closer to other's spirit pets, because the blood contract will also have a certain impact on the owner.
The phoenix kite pecked at the big tiger's head: "You can obviously transform, how can you hide it?" The demon repairs also depend on the cultivation level, the high cultivation base can see through the low cultivation base, the phoenix tail Yuan Yuan could see that the tiger's cultivation base was similar to his own, and it was unreasonable that it could not be transformed.
The big tiger yawned: "When you become a human, you can't eat large pieces of meat." As he said, the purple street who had cooked meat on the stage brought a plate and gave the big tiger a roast deer. Legs, give Qingtong and Xuanji each a good piece of meat.
In addition to eating meat, Zi Mo also likes barbecue. I have to say that his barbecue technique is better than Mo Tianliao.
Phoenix Kite tilted her head to look at Zi Mo, then lowered her head and continued to peck Tiger's head. The people in the Woyun Sect first practiced the tactics of concealing the demon energy.
The big tiger hugged the deer leg and feasted on it.
The leopard of Deacon elder Woyunzong looked at the big tiger contemptuously. He heard that the eunuchs in the mortal palace were very fat, because they would become gluttonous after being castrated, which seemed true. As a high-level monster, you should eat elegant animal feeding pills. It's really shameful to chew meat like this, tusk tusk...
Phoenix-tailed Yuan was also puzzled by this kind of meat-eating behavior, circled in the air, turned into a delicate little girl, and squatted at Yun Yuan's feet to beat her leg.
"Roar--" The big tiger glanced at Yun Yuan and talked to her with a tiger cry: "You are not a boy at the level of the old witch's lust."
Phoenix-tailed Kite rolled her eyes insignificantly, her heart is just like your rude appearance, even if she turns into a beautiful woman, your beautiful master will look down on you!
"The real person Yun Yuan, your spiritual pet is lovely." The Sect Master of Liuyun Sect came over to toast, glanced at Yun Yuan's spiritual pet with a smile but a smile, and became more determined to be a Taoist companion with Yun Yuan. If she marries Yun Yuan, she will naturally be able to enjoy her spiritual pet.
The big tiger stopped eating meat, looked at the phoenix kite that was shrinking his neck, sighed secretly, and lowered his head to continue eating meat. Xuanji took out the tortoise shell from his arms, took a cloth towel and wiped it slowly, wiping every dent to a shiny surface. Qingtong was not at all interested in the surging of the dark tide here, while holding a glass of wine to drink slowly, while looking at the martial arts field in the distance.
The vision of the cultivator of God, even if he was far away, he could see Mo Tianliao's situation clearly. The guy was taking out a piece of Xuan Kong stone, wrapping his fingers with spiritual power, and drawing a circle on it.
"A total of twenty tokens have been created this time. Can the real person of Qingtong intend to go there? I will keep it for you." A glass of wine was handed in front of him, blocking Qingtong's sight of his scratching board.
The cold beautiful eyes slowly lifted, and glanced at the man with a pleated smile: "No." Twenty tokens are for the juniors to compete for, and the major gates can originally enter and exit. The magical talisman in the outer layer of the Demon Palace has not been visited for so many years, but it is just a magic circle in the Demon Palace of Dread.
Drinking all the wine in the cup, Qingtong picked up the fur on the back of the tiger's neck and got up: "Go ahead, everyone is free." After finishing speaking, he walked back to the high platform of Woyunzong, no Pay attention to this group of elders who are false and unreasonable.
Mo Tian didn't know that his cat would be socializing again. He was still working on a cat litter. Before the Xuankong Stone had solidified, quickly glued the carved tables, chairs, doors and windows, and used spiritual power to shape the Xuankong Stone while sticking. Just like a child squeezing mud to build a palace, while squeezing it while placing stones and leaves as furniture.
When the sun rises in the early morning of the tenth day, the gongs and drums for the end of the game will be sounded.
Ding Ziyu walked out of the refining room calmly, and saw his haggard brother, smiled and said: "Brother is ready to practice?"
"Reluctantly refined," Ding Zijinpi replied without a smile, "Master Ding Feng seems to be confident, so it is better to put it first, so that I can start the Liuyun Sect."
Ding Ziyu smiled humbly: "The big brother is ridiculously praised, but the younger one dare not be."
Ding Zijin choked and was so disgusting that he walked up quickly, put the things he refined in the appropriate position, and then retreated.
There are more than twenty spatial instruments in a row, neatly placed on a long table. Headed by the elder of Liuyunzong Dinghu, all the well-known craftsmen of the right way were invited as judges, while the elders of the other sects were watching.
Spatial instruments are easy to judge. The size, stability and appearance of the space can all be compared. When judging and viewing their own works, the refiner can step forward and make a statement, telling them what is special about their magical tools. After evaluating the first few storage instruments at several levels, Ding Hu paused on a storage bracelet: "This..."
He naturally knew that this was made by the younger son, but it was just an ordinary storage bracelet. Although the space was not small and the formation was stable, it was nothing special.
"This storage bracelet is a little different," Ding Ziyu stepped forward and took out a jade box. "It contains the dead leaves that my disciple just picked this morning. Until you masters have seen other people's magical tools After that, look at it again." After that, he took the dead leaf out of the jade box and put it in the storage bracelet.
As we all know, dead leaf grass will wither within a quarter of an hour after leaving the jade box. Everyone immediately understood Ding Ziyu's intentions, and was a little surprised. There are many jade boxes that can keep aura from leaking out, but storage bracelets are rare.
Holding such a suspense, everyone's thoughts about the rest of the work were lightened. Although the subject is a spatial artifact, if you want to win the title, you naturally need some special purpose.
Ding Ziyu raised his chin slightly and looked at his elder brother.
Ding Zijin sneered, and when everyone saw his magic weapon, he slowly said: "This thing looks like a storage bracelet, but it can be changed into something else."
Speaking like this, put the fluorescent storage bracelet in the palm of his hand, and with a thought, the round bracelet instantly turned into a hairpin, and when it shook, it turned into a small ring.
"Is there a falling star stone and a space folding array?" A refiner took the ring and looked through it carefully, looking excited.
"Exactly." Ding Zijin smiled slightly.
"The younger generation is awesome!" The bearded and gray refiner patted Ding Hu on the shoulder, "Master Ding's two sons are both dragons and phoenixes!"
"Hahaha..." Ding Hu smiled triumphantly.
After reading all the magical instruments, two hours have passed. Everyone picked up Ding Ziyu's storage bracelet and took out the dead leaf inside. The little spirit grass still kept its emerald green appearance, even the dewdrops on it were still there.
Everyone was amazed, Ding Ziyu smiled and said: "This thing is the space magic array superimposed on the spirit gathering array, the sleepy spirit array, can keep fresh, keep warm, put in the fresh food, take it out after a month, it is still hot ."
The space magic array is superimposed on the spirit gathering array to keep the space aura. This has been an idea for a long time in the refining world. This is the basis for refining the space magic equipment that can place living things. If this can be done well, Placing a living thing is just around the corner. And if the living creatures continue to develop, they can release people and spiritual fields, and finally create an independent world, which only gods can do!
Compared with this, Ding Zijin's storage bracelet, which can change its shape, has fallen behind. Ding Hu is very proud, his **** always earns face for himself!
Just as everyone was about to award the first name to Ding Ziyu, a black figure suddenly rushed up. But I saw a person wearing a black robe, a messy hair bun, and holding a dark thing: "Sorry everyone, I overslept."
I was too sleepy after the refining, and Mo Tianliao fell asleep like this. When he opened his eyes, he found that the jade walls around him were all down, and his cat was sitting on the judging platform in the distance and staring at him.
Xuankong Stone will develop black ink when it is refining. At this moment, Mo Tianliao's face is covered with ink stains, and the things in his hands are also black, which looks like a smashing place.
"The hour has been missed." Ding Hu frowned when he looked at this person. The refiner is a very elegant identity, and such a shamelessness is really a shame in the refinery world.
"Brother Mo must be too focused on the practice. Wo Yunzong only participated in the training, but the elders should take a look." Ding Zijin persuaded that even if he gave the first hand to another faction, he didn't want to watch it. That cheap kind of pride.
"Yes, let's take a look." Ding Ziyu looked at the person who was described as embarrassed and could not see clearly, and felt a little familiar. He is determined to win, and one more foil is not a problem.
Hearing this, everyone looked at the real Qingtong who was sitting behind watching the ceremony. Vo Yunzong was just the one refiner. Without a chance, it seemed unreasonable, so he motioned to Mo Tianliao to put the dark thing. Present it.
Mo Tianliao put the thing that looked like an incense burner in his hand on the jade table.
"What is this?" Ding Hu frowned, not wanting to touch the ink-filled thing.
"Can you borrow a pot of water?" Mo Tianlio adjusted his dress and smoothed the scattered hair.
The maid of Liuyunzong quickly brought a pot of clear water. Mo Tianlio washed his face with water first, and then poured a pot of clear water on the "incense burner".
Wow, as the water washed away, the black ink was washed away, leaving behind a crystal clear miniature palace. It's really a palace!
The Xuan Kong Stone is completely transparent after refining the ink. Flowing along the flying tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, only two incense burners held in the hands of the size, but everything is exquisite, like a real palace. Through the crystal walls, one can clearly see the furnishings inside, such as tables, chairs, beds, incense burners, and low tables. On Xiao Xie there is a rocking chair carved with spar, and a veil made of sharks hangs on the head of the bed.
Even if this is not a magic weapon, but it is just a carving, it is already a peak!
Everyone surrounded the exquisite little palace and marveled at the superb workmanship, but Ding Ziyu couldn't focus his eyes on the table, but stared at the handsome face that had washed away the ink. Sword eyebrows, star eyes, profound facial features, so handsome and a little strange, he will not forget when he turns into ashes, the face of Venerable Tiantian!