Mo Tianliao went to set up the formation without saying a word, and even called Bai Luo and Zi Mo to help, and even the flowers that came to join in the fun were not spared.
"I'm an alchemist, and I don't know the formation technique." Hua Qing complained.
"You don't need to draw the formation," Mo Tianliao handed him a groove and pointed to the mountain wall not far away, "Pin this in."
According to the orientation of the nine palaces and gossip, there are seventy-two places to be covered with grooves for installing spiritual stones. Mo Tianliao stood in the void and used the array plate to set a general direction, and touched his chin. Specific things should be treated in detail. Woyunzong has a special geographical location, and there are exactly seventy-two blessed places, each of which has a different environment.
The four of them brainstormed and came up with all kinds of strange places.
For example, in the fire pit in Chiyan Blessed Land, on the top of the tower in Ten Thousand Books Blessed Land, there are underwater rock crevices that only Yuli and Yuanhai can find.
Seeing that they were having a good time, Mo Tianliao ignored them and went straight to the Wotian Cave in the center to set up the central array.
Yan Lie was busy cleaning up the mess, but Tian Lang was very leisurely, so he followed Qingtong to Woqing Cave.
The little leopard, who hadn't seen him for a long time, lost a lot of weight, and when he saw Qingtong, he rushed over, clutching his shirt tightly without letting go, and screaming "wow wow wow".
"Why did Xiaopang lose weight?" Qingtong sat down on the rocking chair and put the little leopard on his lap to smoothen his hair. The little leopard narrowed his eyes comfortably and rolled his belly on his lap.
The big tiger followed, and was glared by the sect master, pursed his ears, quietly went around behind the rocking chair, and moved to the master's feet little by little.
When the little leopard saw the big tiger, he rushed over excitedly and threw himself into Mao Mao and rolled around.
Tian Lang dragged a stool and sat beside Qingtong, and took his hand to check the pulse. The pulse was calm and the most important thing was that the incomplete soul had been completed!
"Really cured him?" Tian Lang couldn't help exclaiming.
Xuanji told him before, but he still didn't believe it. I haven't heard that double cultivation can benefit the soul. It may be that the big liar made it up to fool the younger brother. Didn't expect it to be true. But at the same time, it also shows that his junior brother has already been given by that big liar... Cough!
Qingtong glanced at his senior brother, the dog-like face was happy for a while, and angry for a while, it looked very funny, he couldn't help reaching out and slapped his head.
"Are you really going to be with him?" Tian Lang climbed out of that mood of joy and sorrow, and couldn't help frowning again, "He's already in the Spirit Transformation stage now, with his divine wood body. Qualifications, it won't be long before you can get over the calamity, and then..."
Qingtong lowered his eyes slowly: "I will not regret what I have decided." The hand hidden under the snow-colored sleeves slowly clenched tightly.
Tian Lang sighed and said no more. It's not good for the cat to stay, it's useless to talk about it, and I can only watch and protect it from the side.
The mountain protection formation was very complicated, and it took Mo Tianliao seven days and seven nights to set it up completely, and taught Tianlang and Xuanji how to use it. Afterwards, he went back to the bed of Master Woqingdong and fell asleep.
Qingtong raised his head with one hand, and slowly stretched out a slender finger, gently drawing on that handsome yet domineering face. Tracing and tracing, I couldn't help but slowly leaned in and licked the tip of Na Yingting's nose.
This person is the best cat scratcher in the world, the best cat breeder, the best... With a burst of grief in his heart, Qingtong buried his face in the warm chest and slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
When Mo Tianliao woke up, he saw a snow-colored kitten sleeping on the pillow with its head tilted, with two small furry paws covering his nose. He couldn't help but smile, leaned over and kissed on the pink pad.
The Demon Dao Supreme Conference was imminent, and Mo Tianliao couldn't stay any longer, so he packed up and left Wo Yunzong the next day.
The little leopard was reluctant to leave Qingtong, and didn't dare to jump up and act like a spoiled child, but just crouched on the ground and tentatively hooked the snow-colored hem.
Mo Tianliao looked at the little guy, and was very pitiful, so he picked it up and put it on the big tiger's head: "When the big fat goes, take the little fat with you."
The big tiger bared his teeth, this guy dared to call him fat before he even walked through the door!
Tian Lang never agreed to the matter between the two, he just accepted the gifts silently, and went to study the Great Array for Protecting the Mountain with great interest.
Xuanji went with Yan Lie to deliver the corpses of Qingyun Sect with a bitter face.
The two took the Crystal Palace to set off again, and the time was running out, so they went directly to the venue of the Supreme Conference.
The Supreme Conference of Demon Dao is usually held near the Demon Palace of the First Venerable. Because Ming Yu has been the first Venerable for a long time, everyone is used to holding it in the Ming Yu Palace.
The ten demon gates and many scattered cultivators gathered on an open flat ground. This is a valley surrounded by a circle of mountains, and there are enchantments set up by Mingyu around it to ensure that no matter how fights, the surrounding mountains will not be damaged.
All the Demon Venerables were sitting on a high platform in the void, Ming Yan sat in the center, and the other Demon Venerables were on both sides.
The conference was about to start, and Mo Tianliao was not there yet.
"I just said it's a fake, I don't dare to come." Murderer pointed at the empty seat and laughed, the Black Nightmare Lion crawled at his feet, yawned, and reached out and hooked the peacock's tail beside him.
Feng Su's magic pet was a very beautiful big peacock, standing with his head held high with his long tail pulled up, his tail was scratched by a lion, he slowly turned his head and glanced at him, then turned around and ignored him.
The big lion took an inch and continued to scratch.
Peacock turned back and pecked him hard, but the fur on his neck was so thick that it didn't hurt to peck.
"Stupid lion!"
"Saucy peacock!"
Because they were suppressed by their masters and could not fight, one lion and one bird began to scold each other in animal language.
Chi Xiang has no magic pet beside him, and he doesn't interrupt when he hears Earthkiller's words about Zongtian. He knew very well that that person was Zongtian, because almost all the subordinates he sent to Wo Yunzong died, and only two came back alive. Wo Yunzong was protected by the calcined sky, and it was much more difficult than before to snatch the monster. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little irritable.
Mo Tianliao was indeed still on his way, but he was not in a hurry.
A few days before the Supreme Conference, people from the ten major demons were fighting. The newly promoted cultivator of the gods had to win the top three before they could challenge the demons.
Put a little soy sauce on the steamed cold spring fish, carry it to the top floor, Qingtong is sitting in the rocking chair and looking into the distance.
"Baby, I've eaten the fish." Mo Tianliao shook the fish in front of him.
Qingtong looked up and said, "I don't want to eat at this time."
Mo Tianliao put the fish aside, leaned over and picked up the person in the rocking chair, put him on the rocking chair, and let him lean against his arms: "What are you thinking? Don't eat the fish?" Just leaned in, biting one of Yubai's ears and gently grinding his teeth.
"Well..." Qingtong shuddered slightly and pulled out his ears. "When you get to the conference, tell them that I am your magic pet."
"Huh?" Mo Tianliao was taken aback for a moment. He planned to turn Qingtong into a cat's nest in his arms, but did he mean to see those guys in human form? How about that! As the elder of Wo Yunzong, there are not many people who recognize Qingtong in the magic way, but it's not that there are no people. This kind of action has not exposed the secret of Wo Yunzong.
"I'm afraid that the matter of the sect will be hidden soon," Qingtong pursed his lips, "They all have magic pets on the court, so you won't suffer."
Mo Tianliao thought for a while, then shook his head. Although the news of Wo Yunzong was leaked, it was a long day. What's more, his baby was so beautiful that he didn't want to show it to those few people!
"I didn't have a magic pet before, but I can still sit in the position of the devil, what are you afraid of?" Mo Tianliao chuckled, slowly licking the white neck, and his big hands did not honestly get into the lapel of his clothes.
"Hmm..." Qingtong struggled and wanted to get up, but Mo Tianliao pulled him back and kissed his lips.
Qingtong's spirit has been repaired, and kissing again no longer has the effect of curing headaches, but Mo Tianliao still enjoys it. While kissing, he untied Qingtong's belt.
"No..." Qingtong opened his eyes abruptly and pushed Mo Tianliao away.
Mo Tianliao was caught off guard, fell off the rocking chair, turned his feet up, looked at Qingtong who was stunned, and couldn't help laughing: "Baby, why are you working so hard, I was almost thrown off by you."
Qingtong pursed his lips and snorted coldly.
"Don't you like being outside?" Mo Tianliao got up and took Qingtong Lou into his arms, "Then let's go back to the bedroom?"
"No!" Qingtong pushed him away, picked up the fish on the table, and went downstairs to eat the fish.
Mo Tianliao scratched his head, not knowing why.
In the next few days, Qingtong refused to let him double cultivation, saying that the battle was imminent and he had to recharge his batteries. It also made sense, Mo Tianliao could only concentrate on meditating and comb through the fire in the whole body again.
"Stop!" The gatekeeper of the venue blocked Mo Tianliao's way. The conference had already started three days, and no further entry was allowed.
The people nearby looked over and found out that it was actually a cultivator of God Transformation. It is expected that this person must be a loose cultivator, there is no notification from the teacher, and no one is enshrined. He came to snatch the position of Demon Venerable with great interest, but was blocked because he was late.
Mo Tianliao ignored the gatekeeper, raised his hand slowly, and typed out the invitation card in his hand.
The blue jade slip has the imprint of Ming Yu's soul on it, which can be released directly. Mo Tianliao took care of the cat in his arms and flew in directly.
Everyone was in an uproar, this person actually had an invitation! But aren't a few Demon Venerables already on stage? There is a magic cultivator who has just started to ask his senior brother.
"Zhengtian Venerable! That must be Zongtian Venerable!" The experienced demon cultivator suddenly exclaimed.
Although it was rumored that the Demon Lord of Calgary Heaven was dead, but he didn't get down from the Demon Lord's position before he died, and now he's back from the dead, and logically that position should be reserved for him, and he is naturally qualified to receive invitations.
On the high platform, the preparations were staggered, and when they saw a black streamer coming towards this side from a distance, they all stopped the movements in their hands. In an instant, Mo Tianliao, who was dressed in black and gorgeous clothes, stood on the high platform, smiled and bowed his hands to the crowd: "I'm late, I will punish myself for three cups." Saying this, he snatched the wine from the hands of the slaughter. The pot, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it.
"Zengtian!" Shidi was stunned for a while, then jumped up suddenly and smashed the cup in his hand, "Damn, it's really you!" That respectful puppet boy wouldn't snatch his jug!
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"Magic Supreme Song"
Ming Yan: Everyone, come and sing a song for Xingtian
Chi Xiang: You are poisonous, you are poisonous, you are poisonous~~
Feng Su: If you want to leave me, return my spirit stone to me~ Earthkill: You hurt me, and you just laughed it off! You are greedy, and I will pay for it!