The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 82: Meal clock

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When the real person Tian Lang came, the people who had been clamoring shut up.

Everyone rushed to Woyunzong directly from Liuyunzong, and they were riding in the kind of large flying boats. They were huge and could not be put away, so they could only park in front of the zongmen.

"Wait, where is Big Fat?" Qingtong raised his hand and blocked Liubi's path.

"The real person Qingtong is afraid that he has admitted the wrong person. This time it was not our Liuyunzong who caught it, but your wife who hadn't been through the door." Liu Bi took a veil and covered his mouth, laughing. Rattle. She clearly knew that the so-called "fixed marriage" was nothing but a rumor, a joke that Qingyun Sect Master always wanted to promote but was always declined.

"Liu Bi, you talk nonsense!" Yun Yuan slapped the past. She is an elder at any rate. Although her heart is happy and clear, but she hasn't even said anything about marriage, Liu Bi said like this Obviously, she was mocking her.

"Hehe, what are you doing so rushing up? I didn't say who the unfinished wife was, so I confessed it in a hurry?" Rubi shook the veil in his hand, and the soft veil immediately changed into The hard shield resisted Yun Yuan's palm.

Yun Song watched the younger sister fighting with others, and didn't care much, just watched Qingtong sneer.

Qingtong turned to look at him: "You caught it?"

Everyone was speechless, and as soon as he finished talking about the arrest by his fiancée, Qingtong went to question Yunsong, as if his fiancée was Yunsong. Look at Yunsong's wrinkled face, thief eyebrows and mouse eyes, and look at the beautiful Qingtong like a fairy in the cloud...

"Qingtong, don't worry, let everyone go in and speak slowly." Tian Lang stroked his beard and spoke quite calmly, looking like a fairy tale.

People from other sects couldn't help but admire in their hearts. Really Tian Lang deserves to be the lord of the sect. This attitude is really unmatched.

Mo Tianliao was very upset. He stepped forward to hold Qingtong, he glared at him, and changed to help: "Master, let's go in and talk."

Everyone came to the suspension bridge, and the five-mile-long suspension bridge swayed in the wind, which was terrifying. Everyone offered flying swords and wanted to cross over, but found that there was no imperial sword here.

"There are falling sword stones on both sides of the cliff, please trouble you all to walk across the bridge." Tian Lang smiled kindly and stepped on the suspension bridge first.

Sword falling stones on both sides of such a high cliff? People who came to Woyunzong for the first time felt that this was unreasonable. Isn't this a clear way to cause trouble for those who come and go?

Actually, even a few elders who have been here more than once feel that Wo Yunzong has nothing to do.

"I still remember that when the real person Qing Ming was still there, there was no such suspension bridge." Yun Yuan ended the fight with Liubi and walked over quickly, seeming to walk to Qingtong inadvertently. , Said.

The true man Qingming is Qingtong’s master, and it is said that he was missing during the Tribulation Period 500 years ago. Whenever it is the period of crossing the catastrophe, the cultivator will leave his sect and look for the opportunity of crossing the catastrophe.

"In this way, the real person Yun Yuan is more than a thousand years old? Disrespectful and disrespectful, my master is less than 500 years old." Mo Tianlio changed direction and walked between Qingtong and Yun Yuan, smiling. .

Yun Yuan's face immediately became ugly. Women, even those who cultivate immortality, care about their age after all. In this way, it's as if she is an old woman, and Qingtong is still a tender boy, plus the so-called "fixed marriage" that Liubi just preached...

Qingtong glanced at Mo Tianliao, with a little smile in his eyes, and said to him, "Aren't you going to be a thousand years old? You are embarrassed to say others."

Mo Tianliao raised his eyebrows and turned to bite his ears with Master: "I'm only eighteen this year." He was dragged into the hole by your old demon. I dared not say the last sentence, but the meaning was clear.

The scorching breath sprayed on the ears, causing the white jade ears to turn pink. Qingtong carried him an elbow and stepped on the soft bridge.

Being left aside by the two masters and apprentices who were not alone, Yun Yuan was very embarrassed and had to stand still, waiting for the people of Qingyun Sect.

The people of Wo Yunzong are used to it. Even the outer disciples of the refining stage can walk across the suspension bridge briskly, while the people of other sects are not so easy. Those Golden Core and Nascent Soul monks who are inextricable in daily life are also trembling and fearful when they walk up.

There is a falling sword stone here. If it falls, the flying sword will not fly, and it will fall to pieces.

Finally arrived at the Woyun Hall. As soon as everyone was relieved, they listened to a scarlet-clad smile and said: "Everyone is coming from afar, and Woyun Zong is brilliant. Those who come are guests, you don’t need to bring them. What kind of gift? Just return the things from my sect."

Speaking like this, he clapped his hands and invited several of his own disciples, motioned them to check the two flying boats parked outside the door, and retrieve the monster beasts that Qingtong lost.

"Wait!" Yun Song quit immediately, and snorted coldly, "Wo Yunzong hides the morphing demon repair, I haven't figured it out yet, just want to search for our flying boat?"

"Why did you hide the monster beast you raised yourself?" Yan Lie smiled.

At the same time, outside the mountain gate, Chifeng and Chishan disciples had already surrounded the Qingyunzong flying boat to prevent them from running away with the tiger.

"Hmph, the demon beast has not yet signed a blood contract when it is raised to form. This is a threat to the entire cultivation world. If everyone raises the beast to form, then the beast will be stronger than humans and it will not be messy. !" Yun Songyi said righteously.

Monster beasts are controlled by people because they are rare in the world today, and there are many people who cultivate them. The blood contracts that monster beasts are often made when they are young are already a submissive spirit pet when they are transformed. Even if there are a few wild morphing demon cultivators, they will immediately make a contract if they are caught.

The monster beast originally has a spirit that is stronger than human cultivation. If it is allowed to practice, when the monster race grows, it will definitely take revenge on human cultivation, and the world of cultivation will be chaotic.

Everyone nodded in agreement. Not only did this real Qingtong not have a contract with him, he was also educated as a personal disciple, which is really inexplicable.

"The monsters in this seat, how do I want to raise them and use you to point their hands?" Qingtong snorted coldly, the meaning was clear, but he was a defeated general. What qualifications do he have to give directions to this seat?

"Huh, in this way, there must be a lot of monsters hidden on this mountain?" Liubi nodded the corner of his mouth with the veil, and greedily swept his eyes across the people of Woyunzong, "maybe Which of these is a monster?"

Xuanji stood beside Huaqing and Yuli, beside Tian Lang stood Zi Mo, Bai Luo, and Yan Lie. They all felt cold behind their backs when they were swept by the cold eyes.

Liu Bi slightly narrowed his eyes, suddenly raised his hand, and pulled out a long spiritual training horn from his sleeve, spurred by mana, and thought of "Om--".

Mo Tianliao’s pupils shrank abruptly. These days of double repairs have filled Qingtong with a lot of souls, but soul repair is a long process, and it is still in a state of incompleteness. Such a huge spiritual training horn, even with The pendant he made will definitely cause Qingtong discomfort.

So, at the same time that Liubi shot, Taishi turned into a stream of light and rushed up to the roof, turning into a big bell and rang. The loud sound dispelled the sharp sound of Xun Lingjiao, and nothing was heard.

"Excuse me, it's time for my sect to eat." Mo Tianliao smiled, winking at Yanlie, "Brother Yanlie, can you prepare meals for the guests today?"

"I prepared it," Yan Lie took it very naturally. "Since the bell is ringing, it is better to say something after dinner."

"Cultivators of immortality, what to eat!" Liu Bi's face turned blue with anger. It is very unruly to use xunling horns in other people's sects. It was only when they were not prepared to do this. Take it out once, and it is estimated that Tian Lang will try to teach her.

"Woyunzong cultivates methods and pays attention to conforming to the way of heaven. You still have to eat," Tian Lang said solemnly, "if you want to fast, you can drink tea at will."

After speaking, he led the people of Woyunzong to Wotian Cave. The people of Qingyunzong and Liuyunzong looked at each other and followed to see what tricks they were playing.

In the Wotian Cave, in the dining hall, a tall man in black came over carrying a fragrant lamb chop. He was taken aback when he saw everyone, and said: "Everyone is here today. Tiandong with rice?" Looking at the lamb chops in his hand, the man scratched his head, it seemed that it was not enough, he had to make more.

"Hmm." Qingtong and Xuanji responded and did it in the upper position.

Mo Tianliao glanced curiously at the honest-looking man. This should be Mo Xiong, who has never been seen before. I heard that he had gone to pick up his younger brother Langzi earlier.

I thought it was a postponement, but the people of Wo Yunzong really sat down and feasted on lamb chops and chicken legs, but they only poured a cup of tea for the guests.

Looking at these people eating with relish, the fragrant scent rushing into the nasal cavity, even Yunsong, who had been trying to find fault, couldn't help swallowing saliva.