The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

At the end of the skill competition, the alchemy side won't unexpectedly win the prize, holding a box of forgetful grass back to the stage of Wo Yunzong. The colorful clothes are crossed in the air, light and elegant.

"Sure enough, only Hua Dan master can wear such fancy clothes." The female disciples of other sects have been talking about it.

"I used to think that men dressed in glamour will be ugly, and they have never thought of it before they met Hua Dan."

"I heard that he is only a hundred years old!"

The flowers are tall and straight, and they don't squint, leaning down on the chin, and nodding their heads at the reverent eyes. When approaching Wo Yunzong Gaotai, suddenly, a white figure rushed over.

Everyone saw only the real people of Qingyi suddenly appearing, and took Hua Dan’s teacher away. He thought that the uncle was concerned about the teacher, and he was afraid that his alchemy would not come up, and he felt that the atmosphere of Wo Yunzong was good.

"Well!" The flower was shot on the high platform of Wo Yunzong by the uncle, and fell to his face. Fortunately, the person who cultivated the fairy was thick and thick, so it would not hurt to fall, but... very much painful!

"The teacher respects the life!" The flower immediately turned to his own master for help. The mysterious machine stopped the hand of the ramie rope, looked up and glanced at the apprentice who was beaten by the younger brother, and poked his hand to poke the jade away from him. Instructed him to help the brothers.

Jade looked up and looked at the incredulously, letting him go to save the brothers? Master, are you sure you are letting the apprentice die?

The master is not expecting it, and the flower is very skilled to hold his head on the ground, as long as he does not dangle, Shi Shu will not shoot again.

Qing Yi kicked the unmoving teacher, and when he felt bored, he returned to his seat.

Mo Tianqi smoked his mouth and went forward to take a picture of the flower that was still pretending to be dead: "Brother, can you forget the grass?"

The flower maintains a face-to-face posture and raises a jade box to him.

Mo Tianqi took it over and put the jade box with the Wenyu branch in his hand, got up and returned to his position, slowly opened the jade box. A very beautiful grass is quietly lying in the jade box. The grass leaves are shaped like bird feathers and are composed of many small leaves.

"This is the grass of forgetting?" Mo Tianyi asked too.

"Yeah, if you eat this, you will forget the dust." Many people, too afraid to change, just talk to Mo Tianyu in the sea of ​​knowledge. "You can think about it. If you give this to a cat, he may not I remember you."

Although forgetting the grass is a rare kind of grass, but after all, it is better than the emperor, the emperor can make people wash away their troubles, and forgetting the grass may make people forget everything.

Mo Tian Emei: "What about the Emperor?"

"The emperor will be better, but if you are the source of his sorrow, you will still forget you." Tai began with a rather desolate tone.

Mo Tian licked his lips and put the forgotten grass into the storage bracelet. It is also a worry-free little hairball from love and fear, but he has missed him for three hundred years. Therefore, he himself is the biggest worry of Qing Dynasty. If you forget him, forget their precious memories... Just think about it, the heart hurts like tearing open.

Not a last resort, never take this step! The baby around him has already promised, then, the simple way to repair the soul without hurting each other, maybe...

Thinking like this, Mo Tian can't help but peek at the masters around him.

"Look at what I do?" Qing Yi held his forehead with one hand and squinted at him.

"Nothing, just want to see." Mo Tianqi walked over, raised his hand and tried to touch his top, Qingyi and Xuanji sitting chair, with a high backrest, looks like a soft couch, between them Small movements, the disciples behind can't see.

"Mr. Mo Shi, did you really burn in the Chimney Palace when you were young?" There was a crisp voice behind him.

The hand that Mo Tianyi had just stretched out suddenly stopped, slowly retracted, secretly swearing a group of eyesless little devils, turned his head and revealed a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze: "Not strictly speaking."

"Hey?" The female disciple who asked about the opening was apparently launched by someone else. I didn't know how to proceed with such an answer.

Behind the elders' seat are dozens of futons, all of whom are the disciples who came to attend the three conferences. Hearing this, several people showed the expression "I said he is bragging."

Mo Tianyan raised his eyes and saw Ding Zijin walking with a box, followed by Ding Ziyu, who was not very well-faced. He smiled and said: "Fire is a part of the work done on weekdays. The most important thing is to serve the calcination. The favorite of the gods."

"Ah?" Numerous disciples couldn't help but curious. "I don't know anyone who has heard of the sacred heaven!"

"The most loved one is a white cat," Mo Tianyi twisted his head and spoke to the crowd. He reached for the master and held a hand by long sleeves. "My main day is." The matter is to wait for the cat to eat and drink Lazar."

The hand in the long sleeve was scratched by the sharp claws. Mo Tian licked his teeth and didn't feel much pain. Instead, he felt a slap in the palm of his hand and sent it to the back.

Ding Ziyu just heard this sentence and couldn't help but laugh: "The cat who is scolding the gods is terribly fat, never give it to people."

Mo Tianyan raised his eyes and looked at the blue of the wrist of Ding Ziyu without a trace. He smiled and said: "Ding brother has been burning fire all the time, and naturally he is not clear about the inner palace."

"You..." Ding Ziyu's face turned red, and everyone has begun to doubt the status of his descendants. Only then did he hear his brother coming to see Yun Tianzong and seeing Mo Tianqi. He would like to follow it and plan to explore this again. The virtual reality of man. It’s a good opportunity to prove yourself.

"Ah, I said it wrong," Mo Tianyi slap his head and seems to have just thought of something. "Ding Xiong later also played iron."

Ding Zijin endured and endured, and did not laugh out loud. Although he didn't win the championship, it was a big face, which made his mood very good: "Mu brother, this is what I promised you before."

Mo Tianyan reached out and touched it. When he saw it, he knew that it was a jade fruit in the jade box. He couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows. Now the cloud is full of lost fruit, and this Ding Zijin can still get one. There is also a bit of skill.

Ding Ziyu stared at Mo Tianying's face and wanted to carefully distinguish whether he was reborn and reborn, but he had few chances to see the calcination in the magic palace, although he remembered his face and said to him. The manner of expression and the way of speaking are not well understood.

Mo Tianyi ignored him, the fish was hooked, and he was not in a hurry. After a few words with Ding Zijin, he sent a guest, sat back to his position, opened the jade box and took out the fresh Wenyu fruit.

“Wen Yuguo?” The flowers in the side of the box looked at the things in the box and jumped over. The eyes were shining. “Master, how did you get it?”

"Take the material for change," Mo Tianyi waved his hand and tried to reach out. "This is for the Master."

Hearing Mo Tianyi’s master, the flower was stiff and he turned his head slowly. Just before the pair of cold eyes, he was forgotten and went to the scope of the uncle’s hunting.

Mo Tianyi took out a jade knife and cut the Wenyu fruit. The crisp and hard flesh is very strong, and there is no juice overflowing with a knife. The whole fruit is like an ice sculpture, and it will also slag. Slightly frowning, will be too called out, turned into a twilight fruit knife, an indestructible artifact, cut this hard material like cut tofu, and soon cut a piece of jade fruit into a strip Shaped flesh.

Handing the plate to the front of the Qing Dynasty, Mo Tian begged: "Try it."

Clearly put a piece in the import, no taste, chewed, chewed very chewy, used to grind teeth is just right.

Therefore, the flower is so stiff in the same place, watching the uncle Shi’s precious jade fruit as a snack, chewing on the ground: “Uncle Shi, that...” He gave him a little, with his skills of alchemy. , will be able to practice a Yuan Ying Dan!

"Well?" Qingyi put the last piece in his mouth and looked up at him.

The flowers are shaking: "No, nothing."

After eating a plate of molar sticks, I turned to look at Mo Tianyi, and my beautiful eyes were full of expectation. I still want to come back again.

Mo Tianyi was seen as a heart, and everything wanted to be accepted, but now if one is to come up again, it is clear that he told Liu Yunzong that the fruit was stolen by him, and he whispered to the teacher’s ear. : "It's not convenient at this time, is it good at night?"

"You can only eat one in a day." The fruit knife is too lying on the plate to remind the owner of his own.

"Yes, you can't eat too much, it's a toothache." Mo Tianyi took the cat's claws that tried to lick his own jade fruit. It seems that he can't put the Wenyu fruit in the Qing Dynasty.

"It's not a toothache!" Too endured and tolerated, jumped up to become a mouth, and was caught by Mo Tian's eyes and eyes, and turned into a wristband.

"I know that you have to refine and refine, and you also believe in the cat." Mo Tianyi said in a sea of ​​dislike.

"..." It was too silent at the beginning, and later encountered such a thing, burning it did not speak!

At the end of the skill competition, it was the main game.

"As everyone knows, calcining the sky is the magic road, and even the first refinery master of Tai Xuanda. In his magical palace, Lingbao and Lingshi are comparable to the ancient cave house. With this pass token, you can enter and exit the calvary at will. Palace, "The rogue real person took a token to sing aloud," I spent three hundred years in the cloud, and finally mapped out the map of the calvary palace. The exposition of the outer palace is marked, can you enter the inner palace, Look at the creation of you."

There are a lot of bans in the Magic Palace. Nowadays, the two devils have another enchantment. Only when they hold a token can they enter.

Mo Tian smiled and said that he had researched the method of breaking the battle. It was only that his guardian mountain array had not been added to the supply of Lingshi for many years. It would probably collapse almost in the next three hundred years, only to make some people feel that Organic can be multiplied. However, there are too many law enforcement agencies in the Magic Palace. Some people want to find some way to find out for the dead ghosts, only to think of such an idea. In the magical way, it is now necessary to divide this token.

"Baby, why don't you go to the family to add Lingshi?" Mo Tianyi smiled and asked Qing, and he knew that Qingyi had tried to protect his magic palace. Mo Tianyi felt that there was nothing to worry about until In the past few days, the grandfather of the cat mentioned that the Lingshi of the Baoshan Array was almost finished, and he knew that Qing dynasty had not set foot on the calvary palace in these years.

"I don't know the way." Qing dynasty, cold and cold.

Mo Tianyi glimpsed, carefully recalled, all the banned organs in the Magic Palace were open to Mo Xiaoji. Although the cat uncle could run around, but it was too delicate, he screamed and let him hug in a few steps. As for never going alone in the magic palace.

"I don't hold it, don't you go home?" Mo Tianyan smiled in his eyes. Even if he didn't recognize the road, he could go in and see if the prohibition would not hurt him.

Qing Yi did not speak, leaned on the tiger cushion and squinted his eyes: "The enchantment does not have a token to enter, you can grab a piece."

Between the talks, the waiter of Liu Yunzong took the jade of the lottery.

Mo Tianyi immediately took one, and the waiter immediately said: "This is the sign of the Yuan Ying monk, you should smoke this."

There are two kinds of jade in yellow and white in the tray, yellow is the monk of Jindan, white is the monk of Yuan Ying, and Mo Tian is holding a white one.

"I want to go to the test with Yuan Ying." Qing Yi opened his eyes to see him. It is still possible to defeat a Yuan Ying in the early days of Mo Tianyi. It is only a hard time to win.

Mo Tianyi did not hesitate to put down the white jade, and took a yellow one. Can easily win the token, why should he spend that time, and quickly take a place to come back to accompany his cat is serious.

The performance of the military field is very large, divided into 18 areas, only to win a game, you can enter the second day of the game.

Mo Tianyi was the second game. It was divided in the area far away from Wo Yunzong. After the drums rang three times, it slowly fell to the performance field.

"Under the Qingyun Zongzong." Standing opposite the man wearing a Qingyunzong robes, Jin Dan was also repaired in the middle, and bowed to him.

Mo Tianyi remembered that Qingyunzong’s generation was a "" generation, raising his hand and returning to the ceremony: "Wo Yunzong Mo Tianyi."

Just after the voice, a water dragon rushed over, and Mo Tianyi did not evade, raising his hand and waving a tree with a dense tree.

The huge impact of "咔嚓" will break the big tree, and the water that has reduced the power will drown Mo Tianyi and pour him thoroughly. Mo Tianyi shot in the water and waved a few wood thorns. Aquatic wood, sharp wood thorns in the water like a broken bamboo, appearing in the shape of a word quickly toward the other side.

The cold-faced opposite person did not have time to dodge, because it took the lead, the clinker had not used up the water dragon, and the three wooden thorns with the spiritual power rushed out of the water and hit him directly. The wood thorns followed the spiritual strength of the water and flew quickly, and immediately shot the water in front of the eyes as ice.

Mo Tianyan broke out of the water, holding a long black sword and stabbing straight toward the ice. Cold and light smile, thick ice, how can the three-foot-long sword break.

When the long sword touches the ice, it instantly turns into a spear and smashes the ice wall effortlessly.

Coldly surprised, I quickly gave up the ice wall, and tried to take the spear when it was trapped in the ice. The clinker turned into a sharp sword and instantly opened the ice. At the same time, several The vines rushed toward him.

With the accomplishments of the monks of Jindan, every time they make a move, they will stop for a while, so the cold will use such a fight. Who knows that there is no excessiveity between this man’s move and the move, and one move and one move, people are overwhelmed. There is no room for resilience.

Cold did not dare to care, sacrificed his own life treasure, a blue scimitar, struggling to cut the vines in front of him, while offering countless ice cones, shot toward Mo Tianyi.

Mo Tianqi held the end of the vine, and the raging fire rushed directly along the vine. Not only did it burn cold, but it also burned the ice cone.

"Ah--" Cold sees that he has been using wood-based moves. He thought this man was a wooden monk. He didn't expect it to be a wooden fire double root. He was burnt out under the control and quickly brought in water to extinguish the fire. At that time, Mo Tianyi had already rushed over and kicked him down to Wutai.

"Carrying." Mo Tianqi raised his hand and took a gift at random, and stepped back to the plane of Wo Yunzong.

Lying on the ground, I haven’t returned to God for a long time, look at other people, the test has just begun, he has lost?

The ordinary Jindan monk, for Mo Tianyi, is extremely easy to solve. After three days, he won no suspense, and soon he entered the top 20 and got the token first.

Ding Ziyu over there looked at Mo Tianyi’s one-time win, and his heart became more and more panicked.

After getting the token, the top 20 can still be compared, and there are prizes, but Mo Tianyi does not intend to participate. Ding Ziyu touched the wristband on his wrist and lifted his foot toward the high platform of Wo Yunzong. Whether or not this person is a sculptor, he must remove it as soon as possible!