The White Cat's Divine Scratching Post

"My name is Chifeng. I am the second-generation disciple of the sect master. You can call me senior brother for a while." The man with slender eyes smiled and introduced the rules of Wo Yunzong to them as he walked.

The mountain range where Wo Yunzong is located is named Dongtian Fudi, Three Cave Heavens, and 72 Blessed Lands.The three cave masters with the highest cultivation in the sect are the three brothers, they are Master Xuanji, Master Tianlang, and Master Qingtong. Among them, Master Tianlang is the suzerain and is in charge of various affairs.

The disciples of the second generation and below live in the 72 blessed lands according to their sects. The direct disciples of the three cave masters, that is, the first generation disciples, live with the cave masters in the three caves and go to the blessed lands to teach lessons regularly.

This Chifeng is the first disciple of the sect master's disciples, so he has the highest status among the second-generation disciples. It is flattering to ask them to call him a senior, because these newcomers are likely to become third-generation disciples. .

Just as he was speaking, the stone steps had come to an end, and in front of him was a suspension bridge spanning the high cliff.The suspension bridge looked very ordinary, tied with hemp rope and made of wooden boards, at least five miles long, with no handrails on both sides, swaying in the mountain wind.

After passing through the mountain gate, no one dared to underestimate the suspension bridge anymore, they were all guessing what kind of treasure it was.Mo Tianliao twitched the corners of his mouth. This suspension bridge is really not a treasure. It is indeed made of hemp rope and broken wooden planks. It is this person who can twist five miles of hemp rope, really... amazing perseverance...

Standing by the suspension bridge, Mo Tianliao looked up, 72 peaks overlapped and surrounded, and three main peaks stood in the center.The rich spiritual energy dances happily around, it is more than five times thicker than that outside the door, and the spiritual energy on the three main peaks is so rich that it turns into seven-color light bands and flashes from time to time, it is really a good place.

Chifeng had already stepped onto the suspension bridge first, without using any mana, but stepped on steadily with both feet, and motioned for everyone to follow.

Looking at the wobbly suspension bridge, and looking at the abyss under the suspension bridge, the mortal teenagers suddenly felt timid.

"Why, are you scared?" The girl holding the fox is named Chi Shan, and she is looking at them with a smile at the moment, "It doesn't matter if you are scared, just follow that way." Then, pointing to the other side, there is no suspension bridge , led by a man named Akagaki, a group of people walking directly on the mountain road to the east.

Those who are below the three spiritual roots have no chance to meet the suzerain and go directly to the blessed places. Those with better aptitude can be selected by the second-generation disciples, and those with poor aptitude will be directly reduced to outer disciples.

These heaven's favored sons with superior spiritual roots, after hearing this, dared not say more, and tremblingly followed onto the suspension bridge.

The soft hemp rope is tied with a thin wooden board, and the mountain peak is scraped by, like a long swimming snake, swaying from side to side.

"Ah—" With a scream, Mo Tianliao, who was walking steadily, was suddenly grabbed by his arm, and he couldn't help frowning, turning his head to look at the earthy-faced boy behind him.

"Slow down, walk slowly." The young man seemed to be from a good background, and he was dressed in gorgeous clothes. He had never seen such a battle in the world of rich and well-clothed young masters.

Mo Tianliao raised his eyebrows: "The faster you go on this bridge, the more stable it will be."

"I, I don't believe it! You go slowly!" The boy refused to let go of his hand without saying anything.

The corners of his upturned mouth were slowly pursed into a straight line, Mo Tianliao took two steps slowly, and suddenly staggered.

"Ah..." The boy was taken aback, and quickly let go of his grip, fearing that he would be hurt by Mo Tianliao.

"Let's take a step first." Before the boy could react, Mo Tianliao had already stabilized his body, stepped on the soft bridge as if he was on flat ground, and jumped onto the opposite bank after Chifeng.

The young man who was trying to rely on others was squatting on the bridge, holding the bridge deck tightly with both hands, moving forward little by little, even the people behind were too tired to walk, so they had to squat down and walk slowly.

What he did just now was entirely out of nature. Venerable Liantian didn't have the habit of "being kind to others", and he regretted it a bit when he stepped on the other side. Would these hypocritical and decent people think that his mind was vicious and useless?

Chi Feng squinted his slender eyes, and looked at Mo Tianliao with a half-smile.

Chi Shan jumped over with the little fox in her arms, raised her head and said with a smile, "You are interesting."

Mo Tianliao was stunned for a moment, didn't all decent families pay attention to "friendship"?how……

Before he could investigate carefully, a red light suddenly shot out from the mountain, and then, a handsome man in a red wide-sleeved robe suddenly appeared beside the bridge: "The suzerain has been waiting for a long time, what are you waiting for?"

"Master!" Chi Feng and Chi Shan immediately bowed and saluted, the person who came was Yan Lie, the eldest disciple of the suzerain.

"It's because we are slow..." Chi Shan pouted towards the suspension bridge.

Yan Lie glanced at a group of turtles on the bridge, and suddenly became furious: "A bunch of trash!" Saying so, he raised his hand and overturned the suspension bridge.

The long suspension bridge was already unstable, but suddenly turned into twists, and the teenagers on it fell down like dumplings.

"Ah—" There were screams one after another, and a blue pattern suddenly lit up three feet below the bridge. The pattern was complicated and gorgeous, and it was a formation, which instantly threw the fallen people to the shore.

Mo Tianliao: "..."

This sect is a bit interesting.

After crossing the suspension bridge, there are endless stone steps. At the end of the stone steps, there are three rainbow bridges, leading to the three main peaks respectively.Everyone followed Chi Yan to the middle road.

The majestic Hongqiao is made of spar, and the bridge deck is crystal clear, and you can see the birds passing by under your feet.

At the other end of the Hongqiao Bridge, there is a grand hall, three feet high and magnificent, with the inscription "Woyun Hall" in big characters, it is the place where Woyunzong usually discusses affairs and entertains other sects. After the temple.

Outside the hall, there were second-generation disciples in different clothes. When they saw Yan Lie coming, they saluted together.

There are no pillars in the main hall, which is very vast.The smooth ground was painted with complex patterns, and with the footsteps of everyone, it shone with blue light.In the center of the hall, there was a man wearing a black and white wide-sleeved Taoist robe and a simple jade crown on his head. He stood with his back to the crowd and his hands behind his back.

"I have met the suzerain." Yan Lie led the crowd to salute.

The man turned around slowly, with the appearance of a mortal in his thirties, with a wide-sleeved robe, an ethereal demeanor, embellished with a few long beards, a kind complexion, and a slight smile.

There is no one who fits the four characters of "immortal demeanor and bone" better than Master Tianlang!

"You are all geniuses with high aptitude. It is really a blessing for our sect to join our Woyun Sect." Tianlang Master said with a smile, speaking in a very cordial voice.

This made the dissatisfaction in the hearts of the teenagers who had just received the fright dissipate immediately, and their faces showed joy.

Mo Tianliao lowered his brows and eyes. This real Tianlang's cultivation was unfathomable, perhaps even higher than his previous life. It's better to keep a low profile so as not to be seen.

After the suzerain said some polite words, Yan Lie read out the patriarchal regulations and the next arrangement on behalf of the master.

Most of them will be assigned to Qianya Blessed Land, and practice with the second-generation disciples there. After the foundation is established, they will assign masters according to their qualifications.However, there are exceptions. Today, the three cave masters and several first-generation disciples are all listed. If any of them catches the eye, they may be directly accepted as disciples as personal disciples.

Although they are all inner disciples, the direct disciples are different from the ordinary disciples selected later. For the master, the ordinary disciples are the students in the private school, and the husband is only responsible for teaching the lessons; while the direct disciples are the apprentices, who serve the master all the year round Being around, beating and scolding at will, of course, the advantages far outweigh the disadvantages, such as opening a small stove from time to time, learning a trick or something.

After finishing speaking, three high seats suddenly appeared in the center of the hall, and under the high seats, there was another circular high platform.Master Tianlang tapped his toes and sat firmly in the middle seat.Below stood the five personal disciples of the suzerain.

After a moment of silence, Master Tianlang frowned slightly: "Where is the mystery?"

Before the words were finished, a black streamer of light flashed across the sky. A person in a sky-blue Taoist robe came with a dozen or so disciples.

Master Xuanji is tall and tall, with a thin and handsome face, and cold eyes, he doesn't look easy to get along with.He rushed into the hall like a gust of wind, sat down directly on the seat, did not look at the crowd, only slightly nodded at the suzerain, and then lowered his eyes without saying a word.

"Okay, let's all take a look, there may be something you like." Master Tianlang smiled and motioned all the disciples of the first generation to go and have a look.

Mo Tianliao raised his head and looked at the empty high seat to the east. Why didn't the suzerain start without waiting for Master Qingtong?

The three seats are similar in appearance, but they are different. The suzerain's seat is simple and elegant, the Xuanji real person's is covered with a layer of black silk, and the Qingtong real person's is covered with plain crocodile silk, with a hanging around it. Layers of snow gauze.There was no one on the seat, and there were no disciples under the seat, so it looked very lonely.

"Realist Qingtong has been retreating all year round, and he doesn't accept disciples easily." Seemingly seeing the doubts of everyone, the amiable suzerain explained to everyone.

Mo Tianliao looked at the empty seat quietly, and upon hearing this, he couldn't help being a little curious about this Qingtong real person who hadn't shown his face yet.

Soon, two single-rooted ones were picked out, and belonged to Xuanji and the suzerain's first-generation disciples, and one with a heavenly root was directly accepted by Xuanji as an apprentice.

"Being directly under the Cave Master's door, your status will be several times higher than mine in the future." The two teenagers standing behind Mo Tianliao whispered.

After everyone has finished selecting, the rest will go to Qianya Paradise, and Mo Tianliao, as a person with dual spiritual roots, will naturally be the rest.

"Wait a minute!" Master Tianlang suddenly stopped everyone, and looked at Mo Tianliao meaningfully, "Come out."

Mo Tianliao's heart skipped a beat, but he obediently stepped forward after hearing the words.

The suzerain was about to say something, when suddenly a bright white streamer flashed across the east, and a disciple shouted outside the hall: "Realist Qingtong has arrived—"

Both the suzerain and Master Xuanji were taken aback, all the disciples of Wo Yunzong bowed their heads, and saluted before they arrived.

But I saw a snow-white figure coming from the sky, floating lightly to the high seat in the east.The man was dressed in a snow-white robe, covered with a glistening white silk, sitting on a high seat, with the long gauze pendant swaying to the ground.

The wide sleeves were flicked lightly, revealing a few slender fingers as white as jade, and the breeze blowing away the veil in front of the seat, revealing a delicate and impeccably handsome face.Miao Miao is like a cold spring in a snow mountain, with a noble and unattainable temperament.

Mo Tianliao had seen countless beauties in his previous life, but no one could compare to the beauty of the person in front of him, so he was stunned for a moment.

This is true even for a resolute demon, let alone those inexperienced teenagers.

"Huh!" A pleasant hum, as if it had been heard from ancient times, was melodious and ethereal, but when it reached my ears, it suddenly rang out like a thunderclap.

The faces of those who dared to stare at Qingtong real person suddenly turned pale, and they all bowed their heads in salute, not daring to make mistakes.

But Mo Tianliao was not willing to look away. In his previous life, he was greedy for all kinds of beautiful things, whether it was treasures or people, so those who wanted to please him would always send him all kinds of beauties. Those are not as good as the people in front of me in case!Thinking about how unyielding I was to use those beauties as fireworkers in the past!

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

"Daily Life of the Demon Lord"

Beauty A: I can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting

Carpenter: Let’s draw a model

Beauty B: I have slender hands

Carpenter: Then go squeeze the mud

Beauty C: I have superb cultivation

Carpentry: this is good

Beauty C: Does the Demon Lord want a slave to be a furnace?

Carpenter: Let's make a fire

Beauties: ...

Carpenter: Little Claw Claw, let's go basking in the sun!