The White Cat's Divine Scratching Post

With the clues, Mo Tianliao fell into the mad state of refining again, and rushed into the refining room holding Qingtong who was still beating him.

"In order for spiritual intelligence to go back in time, it must be able to image images, but spiritual thinking is not continuous." Mo Tianliao said to himself while holding a primordial stone.

"Wow, master, how do you know it's not continuous?" Taishi turned into a chain and twisted it, indicating that he was continuous.

Mo Tianliao ignored it, Qingtong raised his hand to grab the chain and scratched it.Talking upside down all day long, it doesn't seem like he can think continuously.

In fact, people don't think continuously. When thinking about one thing, they may run to another thing. If Xuanjian wants to present a past thing continuously, there must be something to remember. All the thoughts flashed by Lingzhi can even help Lingzhi go back to the past.

Mo Tianliao found a "mirage" from the pile of treasured materials.The so-called mirage, as the name suggests, is a stone that can cause mirage-like illusions. This stone is usually used to make high-level phantom formations, and is rarely used for refining weapons.

"The mirage can remember the things engraved by the soul, and after drawing the formation, it can perform spontaneously." Mo Tianliao saw that Qingtong was curious, so he handed him the crystal clear round stone in his hand.

Qingtong stared at the stone carefully. The stone was basically transparent, showing a colorful pattern under the light, just like the pattern inside a shell.He poked a ray of soul into it to check, but found nothing.

"Come on, let me see." Mo Tianliao took the stone back, put it in a basin of clear water at hand, and drew a simple magic circle on the surface of the water with his fingers. A line slowly appeared in the black basin. The image, a handsome and domineering face, with a smile on his brows and eyes, was the usual Mo Tianliao.

Qing Tong was taken aback, raised his hand and knocked over the basin, splashing water all over Mo Tianliao.

Mo Tianliao touched his face, picked up the mirage, and laughed sullenly: "Honey, you were thinking of me just now."

"Who misses you!" Qingtong raised his foot to leave, but was grabbed by Mo Tianliao and pulled into his arms. The wet clothes immediately wet Qingtong's clothes.

"Don't make trouble, I'll draw a phantom array for you." Mo Tianliao melted a piece of spirit stone in the palm of his hand, quickly drew a few small formations on the ground, then put the mirage in the center, and then melted a piece of spirit stone on the mirage. Painting on the stone, and at the end of the day, a ray of spiritual consciousness was inserted in, and the phantom formation quickly lit up, and phantoms began to appear.

Because it was a temporary formation, it was relatively simple, and the illusion was not as clear as the illusion formation drawn by Mo Tianliao on weekdays, but the scene inside could still be seen.On a large bed, two people overlapped each other, doing something that made people blush. Looking carefully, the person who was pressed underneath had a pair of snow-white furry ears on top of his head.

"Look, I was reminiscing about what happened last night just now. I just thought about it for a while, and the mirage spontaneously played out. Is it similar to what happened last night? Is there any difference?" Mo Tianliao pointed at the little girl with a smirk. said the little phantom.

Qingtong narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head, and bit.

"Aww!" Mo Tianliao tried his best to save his chin, and then kissed the moist thin lips, "Your clothes are wet, let me take them off for you."

"Well……"

Replaying the scene in the phantom again, Mo Tianliao contentedly picked up Qingtong who had fallen asleep, put him on the soft cushion beside him, covered him with a blanket, sat back down by himself, and began to process the materials.

Ming Yan found most of the materials he mentioned earlier, the primordial stone, the Huitianjing, and the transparent stone, these things can make a smooth mirror.Although there are ideas, the problems are still complicated.

Mo Tianliao cut out a small piece of the material, controlled it with his soul, removed impurities in the burning furnace, used the aboriginal stone as the base to draw the formation, returned to the sky crystal as the main body, and used a small piece of mirage fused with the transparent stone to draw the formation. The array is engraved on the crystal.

When Qingtong woke up, Mo Tianliao was playing with a palm-sized mirror.

"Finished?" Qingtong leaned over to look.

"How can that be?" Mo Tianliao smiled wryly. This is a test. The idea is good, but it is very difficult to practice. I didn't expect that a magic mirror would need a space magic circle.

Qingtong poked his consciousness into the small mirror, thinking about the cold spring fish he ate a few days ago, the plate of delicious grilled fish really appeared in the mirror, still steaming.Isn't that the way to go?Qingtong also wanted to see what it was like when he was a child, just like what Tianlang looked like 500 years ago, when he probed in with his consciousness, it was pitch black and there was nothing.

"Huh?" Qingtong frowned slightly, and increased the input of the soul, but vaguely felt a layer of barriers, preventing the past from going back, making people very anxious, trying to break through, and suddenly felt a tingling pain, " Well……"

The mirror in his hand fell suddenly, and Qingtong fell back covering his head.

"Qingtong!" Mo Tianliao was startled, and caught him. Seeing Qingtong's face turned pale, he was frightened out of his wits, "Where does it hurt? Is your soul injured?"

Qingtong closed his eyes, shook his head, and opened them slowly, his eyes turned a glass color.

Mo Tianliao pressed his forehead against him, looked carefully, and found that he was not injured, so he was relieved: "You see, the barrier of time and space."

"Barriers of time and space?" Qing Tong looked up at him puzzled, what barriers of time and space?

"It takes 60 years for a period of time, and every period of time recurs." Mo Tianliao picked up the broken small mirror, "Imaging with a mirage can only show things within 60 years. If it is more than 60 years, there will be a barrier of time and space, which is difficult to see." Pass over."

If you want a mirror to go back in time, you must not just look at 60 years.And to break the barrier of time and space, you probably need a treasure of heaven and earth that can cut through the void.But Mo Tianliao had never heard of such an illusory thing that could cut through time.

The refining device once again fell into a dead end.Asked Taishi, Taishi groaned for a long time, and then said slowly: "I have never heard of something that cuts through time, I only know that in ancient times, there were gods who could shuttle back and forth between the past and the future, but after traveling a few times, they will Exhausted the godhead and dissipated in the world."

"Maybe the master knows." Qingtong looked at Taishi who was twisted into a twist, and said suddenly.

Qinglong, who has lived for nearly 1 years, as a descendant of ancient beasts, may know no less than the wisdom of heaven and earth.Moreover, Ming Yan must have studied it for many years, and may have some unique insights into Xuanjian.

As soon as he said he would leave, Mo Tianliao dragged Qingtong out of the refiner, and met Hou Jing who came to report.

"Your Majesty, the subordinates who entered Taixuan Mountain are all dead." Hou Jing was holding a few jade slips in his hand, which had lost his spiritual energy and appeared cracks. The jade slip will crack.

Mo Tianliao was taken aback. He sent so many people there, and it's only been a few days. How can he die?

"That ancient cave is very strange. People don't hear from people when they enter it. The jade slips suddenly cracked the day before yesterday, and I realized that those people were all dead." Hou Jing frowned, "Rivers of blood have flowed into Taixuan Mountain now."

"Then, can someone come out?" Mo Tianliao gradually clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves.

"No one has come out of the cave yet." Hou Jing frowned. It can also be said that there are no survivors. Before that, he wanted to go in and have a look. If it wasn't because of Mo Tianliao's order to keep an eye out for news in the Demon Palace , he had already gone, but now thinking about it, he was covered in cold sweat.This Taixuan secret treasure is not like a treasure at all, but like a blood cave.

"Blood cave?" Mo Tianliao's heart trembled. The so-called blood caves were some terrible places. There were usually some ancient evil formations hidden there, and a lot of blood sacrifices were needed to open them.

Thinking of what Ming Yan said to him when Wo Yunzong was besieged earlier: "Don't worry too much, there is a solution."

Mo Tianliao got up suddenly, pulled Qingtong away.

The flying boat traveled thousands of miles a day, and soon arrived near Taixuan Mountain. Before it got close, it was hit by the soaring bloody aura.Qingtong still feels uncomfortable with the jade pendant Mo Tianliao gave her.

Mo Tianliao drew a formation around the two of them to drive away the evil blood, sweep away the smoke, and saw a person standing in the void, with blue wide-sleeved Chinese clothes fluttering in the wind, dark green eyes, quietly Looking at the snow on the top of the mountain that has not melted for thousands of years, it seems to be looking at someone through the void.

"Master..."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Carpenter: Master is the hidden boss!

Little Claw: Master is not a bad person!

Carpenter: Then tell me, why did he build this blood cave?

Little Claw: Probably want to eat blood tofu

Carpentry: ...