The White Cat's Divine Scratching Post

Everyone else was painstakingly calcining materials and drawing formations, but only Mo Tianliao was carelessly sculpting.There is still a bathroom missing in the cat's nest, as well as Qingtong's favorite rocking chair.

The skill competition lasted for ten days, regardless of day or night.The martial arts arena is covered by a huge barrier, and no one can get in, nor can anyone get out before the match is over.

As night fell, glazed lanterns were lit on the venue, and people from all sects didn't leave. Drinking and pecking were all practice. Even if you didn't learn weapon refining or alchemy, you might be able to understand it by watching from the sidelines.Among the disciples of different sects, it is taboo to have close personal relationships, but the elders and peak masters with higher status don't stick to this. Sometimes for the benefit of the sect, appropriate entertainment is also necessary.

Liuyunzong held a banquet on the high platform of the host, and invited the elders of various sects to the banquet.

Qingtong glanced at Mo Tianliao, who was enjoying himself, kicked the reluctant Xuanji, and flew to Liuyunzong through the void. The big tiger stood up and shook his hair, and followed.

The heads of the Liuyun Sect toasted one by one, and the elders of the small sect agreed with trepidation.Apart from the three major sects, in other sects, Nascent Soul monks are very high-ranking. Most of these elders are Nascent Soul cultivators, and naturally they dare not make mistakes when they see the power of the transformation stage.

People from Qing Yunzong and Wo Yunzong sat facing each other in the front, and they also came with two elders, Yun Song, who was originally arrogant, stopped talking abruptly when he saw Qingtong approaching.

"Master Qingtong." Yun Song's junior sister, Yun Yuan, saw Qingtong, immediately stood up and greeted with a smile.

Yun Yuan is the only woman among the elders of Qingyun Sect. She is very talented, and now she still maintains the appearance of a mortal in her 20s.While smiling coquettishly at Qingtong, he carried the senior brother beside him, motioning him to say a few words.

"Hmph!" Yun Song snorted without saying hello.He lost a big face in Wo Yunzong last time, and his grandson's death was related to Wo Yunzong, but he couldn't find any evidence, so he really couldn't put on a good face.

Qingtong sat down on his seat without even giving the two of them a look, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"Reverend Yunyuan is still so beautiful." Xuanji greeted dryly.

"Master Xuanji always says this." Yun Yuan couldn't help laughing, although she was talking to Xuanji, her eyes were still looking at Qingtong.

Yun Yuan looks young, but in reality she is already a thousand years old. There is no Taoist couple yet. A hundred years ago, the patriarch of Qingyun Sect tried to marry Wo Yunzong.

"Can't this tiger change form?" Yun Yuan sat down and pointed to the colorful tiger lying at Qingtong's feet, "I remember that this tiger's bones are very good."

The big tiger was licking its paws intently. Seeing someone mentioning him, he turned his head to look, and then continued to lick his paws.

"My phoenix-tailed kite can already transform into form." Yun Yuan raised her hand, and a bird with a long phoenix tail flew onto the slender jade finger, and then seemed to be ordered by the master, flapping its wings and flying To the head of the big tiger.The monsters have their own way of communication, so that the pets can get closer to other people's pets, and because of the blood contract, it will also have a certain impact on the master.

The phoenix-tailed kite pecked at the big tiger's head: "You are clearly able to transform, how can you hide it from me?" Demon cultivators also look at their cultivation level, those with high cultivation level can see through those with low cultivation level, and the phoenix-tailed kite can see through it. It turned out that the tiger's cultivation was similar to his own, so there was no reason why he couldn't transform into form.

The big tiger yawned: "If you become a human, you won't be able to eat large pieces of meat." Just as he was speaking, Zi Mo, who had roasted the meat on the stage over there, brought over a plate and gave the big tiger a roasted venison leg, and gave it to the big tiger. Qingtong and Xuanji each had a plate of sliced ​​meat.

Apart from eating meat, Zi Mo also likes barbecue. It has to be said that his barbecue skills are better than Mo Tianliao's.

Fengweiyuan tilted her head to look at Zimo, then lowered her head again and continued to peck at the tiger's head.People in the Wo Yunzong first practice the magic formula to conceal the evil spirit, even if they are of the same kind, they still cannot see it after they take human form.

The big tiger hugged the deer's leg and gorged itself.

Leopard, the elder of Wo Yunzong's deacon, looked at the big tiger with contempt. He heard that the eunuchs in the mortal palace were all fat, because they would become gluttonous after being eunuched. It seemed true.As a high-level monster, you should eat elegant animal feeding pills. It's really embarrassing to eat meat like this, tsk tsk tsk...

Fengweiyuan was also puzzled by this behavior of eating meat, circled in the air, turned into a delicate girl, and squatted at Yunyuan's feet to beat her legs.

"Roar——" the big tiger glanced at Yun Yuan, and spoke to her with a tiger's roar: "With the level of lust of that old witch, you are not a boy."

Phoenix-tailed kite rolled her eyes unobtrusively, thinking that with your rude appearance, even if you turned into a beautiful woman, your beautiful master would not look down on you!

"Reverend Yunyuan, your spiritual pet is really lovely." The suzerain of Liuyun Sect came to toast, and glanced at Yunyuan's spiritual pet with a half-smile, and became more certain of his plan to become a Taoist companion with Yunyuan. If she married Yun Yuan, she would naturally be able to enjoy one or two of this spiritual pet.

The big tiger stopped eating meat, looked at the phoenix-tailed kite with its neck shrunk, sighed secretly, and continued to eat meat with its head down.Xuanji took out the tortoise shell from his bosom, and slowly wiped it with a cloth towel, polishing every dent until it was shiny.Qingtong was not at all interested in the undercurrents here. He drank slowly while holding a glass of wine, while looking at the martial arts field in the distance.

With the eyesight of the cultivator of Huashen, he could clearly see Mo Tianliao's situation even from a long distance away.That guy is taking out a Xuankong Stone, wrapping his fingers with spiritual power, and drawing a formation on it.

"A total of [-] tokens have been made this time. Is Master Qingtong interested in going there? I'll keep them here for you." A glass of wine was handed in front of him, blocking Qingtong's view of his scratching board.

The cold and beautiful eyes slowly raised up, and glanced at the man with a wrinkled smile: "No need." The twenty tokens are for the juniors to fight for, and the major sects can go in and out of the magic palace. The magic talisman on the lower level has not been visited for so many years, but it is the magic circle in the palace of fear.

After drinking the wine in the cup, Qingtong stood up holding the big tiger's nape hair: "Leave first, everyone is free." After finishing speaking, he walked back to the high platform of Wo Yunzong in the void, ignoring all this A group of elders who are hypocritical and submissive.

Mo Tianliao didn't know that his cat could still socialize, he was still concentrating on making a cat litter.Before the Xuankong Stone solidified, quickly glue the carved tables, chairs, doors and windows, and use spiritual power to shape the Xuankong Stone while sticking.Just like a child kneading mud to build a palace, put stones and leaves into it as furniture while kneading.

When the sun rose in the early morning of the tenth day, the gongs and drums sounded for the end of the game.

Ding Ziyu walked out of the refining room calmly, saw his haggard brother, smiled and said: "Brother, have you finished refining?"

"Barely make it," Ding Zijinpi replied with a half-smile, "Peak Master Ding seems to have a plan in mind, why not put it first, so that Liuyunzong can give me a good start."

Ding Ziyu smiled humbly: "The elder brother is absurd, but the younger brother dare not be."

Ding Zijin choked for a moment, feeling terribly disgusted, walked up quickly, put the things he refined in the corresponding position, and then retreated.

A row of more than 20 spatial artifacts were neatly placed on the long table.Headed by the elder Dinghu of the Liuyun Sect, well-known orthodox refiners were invited to be judges, while the elders of the other sects watched the ceremony from the sidelines.

It is very easy to judge the quality of the space magic weapon, the size of the space, whether it is stable or not, and how it looks, all can be compared.When judging and viewing their own works, the weapon refiner can come forward and make a statement, and talk about what is special about his magic weapon.After evaluating the first few storage instruments, Ding Hu paused on a storage bracelet: "This..."

He naturally knew that this was made by his youngest son, but no matter how you look at it, it is just an ordinary storage bracelet. Although the space is not small and the formation is stable, it is nothing special.

"This storage bracelet is a little different." Ding Ziyu stepped forward and took out a jade box. "Here are the dead leaves that my disciples just picked this morning. After all the masters have seen other people's magic weapons, come again." Just look at it." After that, he took out the dead leaves and grass from the jade box and put them into the storage bracelet.

As we all know, dead leaves and grass will wither within a quarter of an hour if they leave the jade box.Everyone immediately understood Ding Ziyu's intentions, and they were a little surprised. There are many jade boxes that can keep the spiritual energy from leaking out, but storage bracelets are very rare.

With such suspense in mind, everyone became less interested in watching the rest of the works.Although the subject is a magic weapon of space, it naturally needs some special uses in order to win the championship.

Ding Ziyu raised his chin slightly and looked at his own brother.

Ding Zijin sneered, and when everyone saw his magic weapon, he slowly said: "This thing looks like a storage bracelet, but it can also be turned into something else."

Saying so, he put the fluorescent storage bracelet in his palm, and with a thought, the round bracelet instantly turned into a hairpin, and after another flash, it turned into a small ring.

"Did you add falling star stone and space folding magic circle?" A craftsman took the ring and looked through it carefully, with an excited expression on his face.

"Exactly." Ding Zijin smiled slightly.

"The younger generation is awesome!" The gray-bearded craftsman patted Ding Hu's shoulder, "Master Ding's two sons are both dragons and phoenixes!"

"Hahaha..." Ding Hu smiled smugly.

After looking through all the instruments, two hours had passed, everyone picked up Ding Ziyu's storage bracelet, and took out the dead leaves and grass inside.The little spiritual grass still maintains its emerald green appearance, even the dewdrops on it are still there.

Everyone was amazed, and Ding Ziyu smiled and said: "This thing is a space magic circle superimposed with a gathering spirit formation and a sleepy spirit formation. It can keep fresh and keep warm. Put fresh food in it and take it out after a month. It will still be hot."

The space magic circle is superimposed on the spirit gathering circle to keep the spirit energy in the space. This has been an idea for a long time in the refining world. This is the basis for refining the space magic weapon that can place living things. Just around the corner.And if you place living things and continue to develop, you can release people, release spirit fields, and finally create an independent world, which only gods can do!

Compared to this, Ding Zijin's shape-changing storage bracelet was inferior.Ding Hu is very proud that his bastard can always save face for himself!

Just when the crowd 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, with a messy bun, holding a black object: "I'm sorry everyone, I overslept."

Mo Tianliao was too sleepy after refining, so he just fell asleep. When he opened his eyes, he found that the jade walls around him had fallen down, and his cat was sitting on the judging platform far away and glaring at him.

When the Xuankong Stone was refined, black ink would be produced. At this moment, Mo Tianliao's face was covered with ink, and the things in his hands were also pitch black. It looked like a mess.

"It's already past the hour." Ding Hu looked at this man and frowned. The craftsman is a very elegant person, and such a rough appearance is really a disgrace to the craftsman world.

"Brother Mo must be too focused on practicing. Only Junior Brother Mo participated in Wo Yunzong. Elders, let's take a look." Ding Zijin persuaded, even if he gave up the first hand to another faction, he didn't want to see that bastard proud.

"Yes, let's take a look." Ding Ziyu looked at the man in front of him who was in a state of embarrassment and couldn't see his face clearly, and felt a little familiar.It is certain that he will win, and it is not a bad idea to have one more foil.

Hearing this, everyone looked at the Master Qingtong who was sitting in the back watching the ceremony. Wo Yunzong was just a craftsman, and it seemed unreasonable not to give him a chance, so he signaled Mo Tianliao to present the black thing.

Mo Tianliao put what looked like an incense burner on the jade table.

"What is this?" Ding Hu frowned, not wanting to touch the thing full of ink.

"Can I borrow a jug of clean water?" Mo Tianliao straightened his clothes and straightened his messy bun.

The maid of Liuyunzong quickly brought a pot of clean water. Mo Tianliao washed his face with the water first, and then poured all the pot of clean water on the "censer".

Crashing, as the clear water washed away, the black ink was washed away, leaving behind a crystal clear miniature palace.Really a palace!

After the ink is refined from the Xuankong Stone, it is completely transparent.Flowing along the flying tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, it is only as big as an incense burner held by two hands, but it is very delicate everywhere, just like a real palace.Through the crystal clear wall, one can clearly see the furnishings inside, tables and chairs, beds, incense burners, low tables, rocking chairs carved from crystal stones on Xiao Xie, and gauze curtains made of crocodile hanging on the bedside.

Even if it's not a magic weapon, but it's just a carving, it's already at its peak!

Everyone surrounded the exquisite little palace and marveled at the uncanny workmanship, but Ding Ziyu couldn't focus his eyes on the table, but stared fixedly at the handsome face that had been washed away with ink.Sword brows and star eyes, profound facial features, so handsome that he would never forget the face of Venerable Liantian when it turned into ashes!