The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 71: Token
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At the end of the skill competition, the Alchemy side won the first prize without any surprise, and returned to the stage of Woyunzong with a box of Forgetfulness. The colorful clothes slid across the air, light and elegant.
"Sure enough, only the master flower alchemist can wear such fancy clothes." Female disciples of other sects talked.
"I used to think that a man would be ugly if he was dressed beautifully. I would never think of it like that after seeing Master Hua."
"I heard he is only over a hundred years old!"
Huaqing is tall and straight, not squinting, slightly tilting her chin, and nodding at those respectful eyes. When approaching the Woyunzong high platform, suddenly, a bright white figure rushed over.
Everyone only saw the real person of Qingtong suddenly appear and dragged Master Hua Alchemy away, thinking that the uncle was caring about his nephew, fearing that he would not be able to make the best of his alchemy, and they all expressed emotion that the atmosphere of Woyun Sect was good.
"Hey!" Hua Qing was slapped by her uncle on the high platform of Woyunzong, and she fell to the ground. Fortunately, the cultivator has thick skin and thick skin, so she can't hurt her when she falls, but ...It hurts!
"Master, help!" Huaqing immediately asked for help from her master, she stopped rubbing the hemp rope, raised her head and glanced at the apprentice who was knocked down by the master, and poked her elbow and squatted beside him playing in the water. Yuli, motioned to him to help the brother up.
Yu Li looked up and stared at Master in disbelief, asking him to save Brother? Master, are you sure you are not sending your apprentice to death?
My own master can't count on it, Huaqing is very skillful with his head lying on the ground without moving, as long as he doesn't dangle, the uncle will not make another move.
Qingtong kicked the motionless nephew, feeling bored, and returned to his seat.
Mo Tianliao twitched the corners of his mouth, and stepped forward to pat the flower that was still pretending to be dead: "Brother, can you get the forget-sorrow grass?"
Huaqing kept her face to the ground, and raised a jade box to him.
Mo Tianliao took it, put the jade box with the branches of Wenyu in his hand, got up and returned to his position, and slowly opened the jade box. A very beautiful little grass lies quietly in a jade box. The grass blades are shaped like bird feathers and are composed of many tiny leaves.
"This is Forgetfulness?" Mo Tianliao asked Taishi.
"Yes, if you eat this, you will forget the previous dust." There are so many people, Taishi dare not change randomly, so he talks to Mo Tianliao in the sea of knowledge, "You can think about it, give the cat this, he I may not remember you."
Although Wangyoucao is a rare spirit grass, it is inferior to Emperor Xiu. Emperor Xiu can wash away the troubles in the heart, and Wangyoucao may make people forget everything.
Mo Tianliao frowned: "What about Emperor Xiu?"
"Di Xiu will be better, but if you are the source of his sorrow, he will still forget you." Taishi said in a rather desolate tone.
Mo Tianliao pursed his lips and put the forget melancholy into the storage bracelet. Worry also arises from love. Xiao Maoqiu, who should have been carefree, missed him for three hundred years. Therefore, he himself was the greatest sorrow of Qingtong. If Qingtong forgets him, forget their precious memories...Just thinking about it, his heart hurts like a tear.
Don’t take this step without a last resort! The baby on his left and right has agreed, then, the simple way to repair the soul without hurting each other, maybe...
Thinking about it this way, Mo Tianliao couldn't help peeking at the Master next to him.
"What am I doing?" Qingtong put his forehead with one hand and stared at him sideways.
"It's okay, I just want to see." Mo Tianlio leaned forward, raising his hand to touch the top of his hair. The chair Qingtong and Xuanji sat on had a high backrest and looked like a soft couch. He The little movement between the two is invisible to the disciple behind.
"Uncle Mo, did you really burn fire in the Forge Devil Palace when you were young?" A crisp voice suddenly came from behind.
Mo Tianliao's hand that had just stretched out suddenly stopped, and slowly retracted, and secretly cursed the group of unscrupulous little ghosts, turned his head, and showed a spring-like smile: "Strictly speaking, it is not."
"Huh?" The female disciple who asked about it was obviously pushed out by others, and she didn't know how to continue when she got such an answer.
Behind the elder's seat are dozens of futons, and those who are sitting here are all the disciples who have come to participate in the three conventions. Upon hearing this, several people showed expressions like "I said he was bragging."
Mo Tianliao raised his eyes and saw that Ding Zijin was walking up with a box, followed by Ding Ziyu with a bad face, and smiled and said, "Fire and iron are only part of the daily work, the most important thing is It’s the favorite of those who serve Venerable Calcined Heaven."
"Huh?" Many disciples couldn't help but become curious, "I heard that there is no Taoist companion to Lord Calcined Heaven!"
"Forged Tian’s favorite is a snow-white cat," Mo Tianliao turned his head to talk to everyone, and stretched out his hand to the master, holding a hand with a long sleeve cover, "I usually The most important thing is to serve the cat to eat and drink Lazar."
The hands in the long sleeves were scratched by the sharp claws. Mo Tian groaned his teeth and didn't feel much pain. Instead, he felt a numbness spread from his palms to his back.
Ding Ziyu happened to hear this sentence, and couldn't help but sneered: "Venerable Calcined Heaven's baby cat is terribly fatal and never touched."
Mo Tianliao raised his eyes, and looked at the little blue on Ding Ziyu's wrist without a trace, and smiled: "Brother Ding had been burning fire back then, so naturally he didn't know anything about the inner palace."
"You..." Ding Ziyu's face flushed, and everyone had begun to doubt his successor status. Only when he heard that his brother was coming to see Mo Tianliao at Wo Yunzong's side, he followed him without thinking about it, and planned to do it again. Explore the reality of this man. Just then rushed to speak, but also felt it was a good opportunity to prove himself.
"Ah, I was wrong," Mo Tianliao patted his head, as if he had just remembered something, "Brother Ding also hit iron later."
Ding Zijin endured and endured, and didn't laugh out loud. Although he failed to win the top spot, that **** lost a big face, which made him feel extremely good: "Brother Mo, this is what I promised you earlier."
Mo Tianliao stretched out his hand to take it, and when he swept away his spiritual knowledge, he knew that there was a Wen Yuguo in the jade box. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Now that Liuyunzong Wen Yuguo has lost most of it, this Ding Zijin can actually get one. It's also quite capable.
Ding Ziyu stared at Mo Tianliao's face, trying to discern whether he was reborn from the Demon Palace, but he had very few chances to see the Demon Palace, although he remembered his face , But don't know much about his manner and way of speaking.
Mo Tianliao ignored him, the fish had already taken the bait, he was not in a hurry. After a few greetings with Ding Zijin, he saw off the guests, sat back in his seat, opened the jade box and took out the fresh Wen Yuguo.
"Wen Yuguo?" Huaqing who hid aside saw the contents of the box sharply, and immediately jumped over, his eyes lighted up, "Junior Brother, how did you get it?"
"In exchange for the materials," Mo Tianliao waved the hand that he was trying to reach out, "This is for Master to eat."
Hearing Mo Tianliao mentioning Master, the flower sentiment stiffened a bit, and she turned her head slowly, facing a pair of cold beautiful eyes, only when she was excited, she forgot, and ran into the hunting range of Master Uncle.
Mo Tianlio took out a jade knife and cut Wen Yuguo open. The crunchy flesh is very firm, and no juice overflows even after a cut. The whole fruit is like an ice sculpture with scum. With a slight frown, he summoned Tai Shi and turned it into a tortoiseshell fruit knife, an indestructible artifact. Cutting this hard material is like cutting tofu, and soon a Wen Yuguo was cut into a plate. Shaped pulp.
Handing the plate to Qingtong, Mo Tianlio pleased: "Try it."
Qingtong twisted a piece and put it in the mouth. It didn't taste much. After chewing it, it was very chewy. It was just right for grinding teeth.
So, the flower sentiment was so stiff in place, watching Master Shi treat the precious Wen Yuguo as snacks, and chewed it up and down: "Master, that..." Anyway, leave him a little bit. The skills of alchemy can surely become an infant pill!
"Huh?" Qingtong put the last piece in his mouth and looked up at him.
Hua Qing trembled: "No, nothing."
After eating a plate of teeth sticks, Qingtong turned his head and looked at Mo Tianliao, with expectation in his beautiful eyes, as if he wanted to have another plate.
Mo Tianlio was so heartbroken that he wanted to accept everything, but now if he took out another one, he would tell Liuyunzong clearly that the fruit was stolen by him and put it in the ears of the master. The voice coaxed: "It's not convenient now, how about evening?"
"Only one can be eaten a day." The fruit knife Taishi lay on the plate and reminded his owner with his spiritual sense.
"Yes, I can't eat too much, it's time for my toothache." Mo Tianliao held the cat's claw trying to dig out Wen Yuguo by himself, and it seemed that he couldn't put Wen Yuguo in Qingtong.
"It's not a toothache!" Taishi couldn't bear it. He jumped up to turn into a mouth, and was quickly caught by Mo Tianlio's eyesight and hand, turning into a wristband and put it away.
"I know, you need to slowly refine, and you believe in the cat." Mo Tian said in the sea of knowledge disgustingly.
"..." Taishi was silent for a while, and if he encountered such a thing in the future, he would burn to death without speaking!
The skill competition is over, and the highlight is the magic competition.
"As everyone knows, Calcined Heaven is the magic way, and even the first refiner of the Taixuan Continent. In his magic palace, Lingbao and Lingshi are comparable to ancient caves. With this pass token, you can enter and exit at will. Forged Demon Palace," Real Liu Mang held a token and said loudly, "It took me three hundred years for the Flowing Cloud Sect to finally draw a map of Fortune Demon Palace. The fortresses in the outer palace are marked, can you enter the inner palace? , It depends on your good fortune."
There are many restrictions in the magic palace, and now the two forces of Zheng and Mo set up another barrier, which can only be entered with a token.
Mo Tianliao smiled and said that he had developed a method to break the formation. It was just that his guardian formation had not been supplied with spirit stones for many years, and it was about to collapse after 300 years. Some people think there is an opportunity. However, there are too many formations in the devil's palace. Someone wanted to find some way for the dead ghosts, so they thought of such an idea. This token must be distributed in the magic way now.
"Baby, why don't you add spirit stones to our house?" Mo Tianliao asked Qingtong with a smile. Since he knew that Qingtong had managed to protect his magic palace, Mo Tianliao felt nothing to worry about. Yes, it wasn't until the uncle Cat mentioned that the spirit stone of the mountain guarding formation was almost over a few days ago, he didn't know that Qingtong hadn't set foot in the Celestial Demon Palace in these years.
"I don't know the way." Qingtong said coldly, looking down.
Mo Tianliao was taken aback, and after thinking about it carefully, all the prohibitions in the magic palace were open to Mo Xiaoclaw. Back then, Mr. Cat could run everywhere, but he was too squeamish. He would meow meow after running a few steps. Hug, so that I have never walked alone in the magic palace.
"If I don't hold it, will you refuse to go home?" Mo Tianliao had a smile in his eyes. Even if he didn't recognize the way, he could go in and have a look. The restrictions on the left and right would not hurt him.
Qingtong didn't speak, leaning on the tiger cushion, closing his eyes: "The enchantment can't enter without a token. Go grab a piece."
While speaking, the attendant of Liuyunzong handed the lottery jade slips.
Mo Tianliao drew one at random, and the waiter immediately said: "This is a lottery from the monk Yuan Ying, you should draw this."
There are two kinds of jade slips in the tray: yellow and white. The yellow is for monk Jindan and the white is for Yuanying monk. Mo Tianlio is holding a piece of white.
"It's okay if you want to compete with Yuanying." Qingtong opened his eyes to look at him, using Mo Tianlio's means to defeat a Yuanying early stage is still possible, but it is harder to win.
Mo Tian didn't hesitate to put down the white jade slip and smoked another yellow one. If he can easily win the token, why bother to take the time and come back to accompany his cat in a serious way.
The martial arts field is huge, divided into eighteen areas. You only need to win one game to enter the second day of the game.
Mo Tianlio was the second game, in an area far away from Wo Yunzong. After the gongs and drums were sounded three times, they slowly landed on the martial arts field.
"Qingyunzong is super cold underneath." A man in the Qingyunzong Taoist robe stood opposite, who was also in the middle stage of Jin Dan, and bowed his hand to him.
Mo Tianliao remembered that Qingyunzong's generation is of the "super" generation, and raised his hand in return: "Woyunzong Mo Tianlio."
As soon as he spoke, a water dragon rushed over, Mo Tianlio did not evade, and raised his hand to wave a tree with a dense canopy.
The huge impact of "Kacha" broke the thick tree that hugged him, and the weakened water quickly drowned Mo Tianliao and poured him thoroughly. Mo Tianliao shot in the water and waved a few wooden thorns. Aquatic wood, sharp wood thorns in the water like a broken bamboo, rushing towards the opponent in the shape of a word.
Super cold to see the opposite person too late to dodge, because it took the lead, the clinker trick was not used up, three wooden thorns with spiritual power rushed out of the water, and hit him. The wooden thorn followed the spiritual power in the water and moved quickly, making a super cold jump, and immediately turned the water in front of him into ice.
Mo Tianliao broke out of the water, holding a tortoiseshell long sword, piercing straight towards the ice. He smiled super coldly and contemptuously, the ice was thick, how could it be broken by the three-foot-long sword alone.
When the long sword touched the ice surface, it instantly turned into a spear and pierced the ice wall effortlessly.
Super Cold was taken aback and quickly gave up on the ice wall. He wanted to take advantage of the spear being trapped in the ice. Then the spear of the clinker turned into a sharp sword, which instantly slashed the ice surface. At the same time, several vines were overwhelmingly attacking him.
Based on the attainments of the Jindan monk, every move he takes has to pause for a while, so Super Cold will use this to pass it. Who knows that there is no excess between the moves and the moves, one after another. People are overwhelmed, and there is no room to fight back.
Super-cold didn't dare to be careless, offering his life spirit treasure, a blue scimitar, struggling to cut the vines in front of him, and at the same time offering countless ice cones, shooting towards Mo Tianliao.
Mo Tianliao held one end of the vine, and the raging fire rushed directly along the vine. Not only did it become super cold, but it also burned the ice cone.
"Ah—" Super cold saw that he had been using wood-based moves. I thought this man was a wood-based monk, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a wood-fire dual-spiritual root. He was caught off guard and was caught off guard. Water extinguished the fire, and Mo Tianliao had already rushed over, kicking him off the martial arts stage.
"Acceptance." Mo Tianliao raised his hand, bowed at will, and stepped on the Feijian back to the stage of Woyunzong.
Lying on the ground in super cold temperature, I haven't recovered for a long time, look at other people, the competition has just begun, he has already lost?
Ordinary Jindan monks, for Mo Tianliao, are extremely easy to solve. For three consecutive days, they won without any suspense. They quickly entered the top twenty and got the token first.
Ding Ziyu over there watched Mo Tianliu win easily one by one, and his heart became more and more panic.
After getting the token, the top 20 can still compete, and there are other prizes, but Mo Tianlio does not intend to participate. Ding Ziyu touched the cuff on his wrist, raised his foot and walked towards the high platform of Wo Yunzong. Whether or not this person is Venerable Calcined Heaven, he must remove it as soon as possible!