The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Chapter 115: Xuanjian

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"What?" Mo Tianliao raised his head abruptly, seeing that Ming Yu had left with his hands behind his back, he was about to chase after raising his feet, but was stopped by Qingtong who was standing still.

The two of them were still holding hands, and Qingtong didn't leave, so Mo Tianliao stumbled.

"What's the matter, baby?" Seeing Qingtong staring at Lin Zi, he couldn't help asking aloud.

"Uncle Yan, you were able to talk to me when we met last time." Qingtong looked at the big leopard who couldn't beat the stag and climbed up the tree to catch birds.

"There will be a way..." Mo Tianliao took the man into his arms, kissed him, and sighed as he looked at the big monkey who ran to the leopard to join in the fun.

After flying up, he can no longer return to the human world. The old bastard walked away with the hairy egg full of joy. After flying above nine days, he found that there were no monkeys around him, and he didn't know what his mood was.

When the leopard saw the monkey, it bared its teeth at it. The big monkey immediately grabbed a branch to block it in front of him, buried his head in the leaves, and hoped that the other party would not see him. The leopard flicked its tail, bit the bird that it thought had escaped, and killed it, then pressed it under its paws to pluck the bird's hair, and spat the bird's hair on the monkey's head with a "bah".

"Wow wow wow!" Mao Dan gave up immediately and threw down the branch to hit the leopard. The leopard slapped the monkey on another branch with one paw, continued to pluck the bird's hair, and then turned his head to spit precisely on the monkey's head.

Mo Tianliao twitched the corners of his mouth. It seemed that the leopard's intelligence had not completely dissipated, and he was still joking like a human being.

There was also a smile in the cold eyes, and Qingtong's voice was a lot lighter: "The monster is also a beast, and it may be a good thing to return to the original body." Birds, find a branch when they are sleepy, and sleep all day long. There is no conflict of interest, no humaneness.

"Then if you return to your original body, will I be able to bury my belly every day?" Mo Tianliao leaned over with a smile and rubbed Qingtong's cheek.

Qingtong gave him an elbow: "Then if you return to your original body, will you be able to let Senior Brother urinate under your feet?"

Mo Tianliao choked for a moment, thinking that he had turned into an inexhaustible tree standing in the mountain, and a Sect Master of Woyun Sect ran over and raised his hind legs...

His own cat always does not suffer like this, Mo Tianliao took him and walked in the direction where Ming Yan left: "That's not good, I only keep this tree root for you."

"I wouldn't do such a stupid thing." Qingtong glared at him.

"That's right, our little claw wouldn't do such a thing," Mo Tianliao said, imitating Ming Yu's coaxing voice, "I used deep sea pearls to grind fine sand, little claw is good... Ow!"

After a while, Ming Yu, who was sitting in the pavilion and drinking tea, saw Mo Tianliao walking over with a white face, but Qingtong did not know where to go.

"Where's Xiao Liuli?" Ming Yu asked him.

"Who?" Mo Tianliao was taken aback.

"Ah, I said Qingtong," Ming Yu raised his hand and motioned for Mo Tianliao to come over and sit down, "When you get old, you always think of the past. Liuli was his nickname, and later the child named himself Qingtong, and they It was then called Tongtong."

Mo Tianliao threw his sleeves and sat down, but did not smile. Is this showing him off

"Qingtong's parents died in the battle between the immortals and demons, leaving only one egg," Ming Yu raised his hand to add a cup of tea to Mo Tianliao, "The eggs of the White Tiger Clan are hatched by the clan, but there is no other egg in this world. Two white tigers, so this kid didn't break his shell until seven hundred years ago, and when you stole him, he was just a kid."

Mo Tianliao coughed dryly: "It's not considered stealing..." Having said that, when he arrived suddenly, Ming Yu was telling him Qing Tong's age. Could it be that he wanted to exchange the birth date? Thinking like this, I was suddenly excited, and took out a piece of jade slip that had been prepared a long time ago.

On the black jade slip, a set of eight characters was written in golden characters, and Mo Tianliao offered it with both hands and respectfully said: "My parents died early, and my master has also risen. , I hope Master is not to blame."

It is up to the elders to do the exchange of Geng posts and the exchange of eight characters among the mortals, but Mo Tianliao didn’t have any elders even if he wanted to break his head. The old bastard has no blood relatives like him, and his character is so bad that he doesn't even have a friend.

Ming Yan twitched the corners of his mouth indistinctly, he just wanted to tell Mo Tianliao about Qingtong's life, why did it involve the exchange of birthdays? He raised his hand silently and took over the black jade slip that Mo Tianliao had raised above his head: "Even if the cultivation world forms a Taoist companion, there is no exchange of Geng Tie."

A person who cultivates immortals will cut off the mortal world, not to mention the long journey of immortality, and the age of the other party does not need to be considered too much.

Mo Tianliao touched his nose: "Because I don't know the customs of monsters, I have everything ready."

Ming Yu looked at him silently, when Mo Tianliao was about to take back the jade slip in embarrassment, he took out a cyan jade piece from his sleeve and quickly wrote the time when Qingtong came out of the shell with his finger, his eyes slightly opened. , the blue pupil flashed a light, and a dragon claw-shaped soul imprint was branded on it and handed to Mo Tianliao.

Unbelievably, he reached out and took the jade slip that Ming Yu handed over. Mo Tianliao was a little excited for a while, and swept over it with his soul. The jade slip even engraved the names of Qingtong's relatives, including parents, masters, and brothers... In master In one column, fill in "Ming Yan".

Putting away the jade slip, Mo Tianliao said slowly, "I will take good care of him and love him for a lifetime."

"My lifespan is only 10,000 years, and now the time limit is approaching." Ming Yu looked at the vast sky above his head, there was nothing to fear about death, but it was a pity that he couldn't see the last face of that person before he died.

"Master Fang Cai said that if you practice a mirror, you can make Qingtong soar, but is it true?" Mo Tianliao leaned forward slightly, "What is the use of the mirror?"

"Have you heard of Xuanjian?" Ming Yan asked back.

Mo Tian nodded, he knew this. In order to refine Taishi, he checked many ancient books, and one of the ancient books recorded several artifacts that had appeared.

Xuanjian is a mirror, it cannot reflect reality, only illusion. In fact, it is not accurate to say an illusion. This mirror can go back to the past according to the spiritual power that a person has put in, but everything that has happened in the past can be seen. As for whether it can explore the future, it is unknown.

"What Master wants to refine is Xuanjian?" Mo Tianliao frowned. There is no record of the refining method of the divine artifact. That guy Taishi was completely figured out by himself. He really doesn't know much about the divine artifact, let alone where to find the second Heaven and Earth Spiritual Wisdom.

Ming Yan nodded: "If you need any materials, you can find me as much as you can."

"To refine an artifact, the most important thing is to have the wisdom of heaven and earth." Mo Tianliao explained the main materials needed for the artifact. If you don't come, it should be faster to let Ming Yan help you find it.

After talking for a long time, Ming Yan didn't say how to use it to make Xuanjian. He only said that Xuanjian was the key to ascension, and he would figure out how to do other things. Thinking that this person has studied for eight thousand years, he must know better than a layman like him.

Although refining Xuanjian was difficult, there was hope at last. Mo Tianliao felt a lot relieved and eagerly prepared to go back to study.

It was getting late, and Ming Yu asked them to stay in the magic palace for one night before leaving tomorrow, so he got up and left, not knowing where they went.

"Baby, show me your childhood room." Mo Tianliao found Qingtong who was fishing by the pond, and smiled and hugged him from behind.

"What did Shizun say to you?" Qingtong let him hold it, and because someone supported him, he simply stopped grabbing the tree by the pool, and stretched out his hands.

"Let me try to make that mirror and exchange Geng Tie along the way." Mo Tianliao said lightly, there is no possibility of ascension, after all, Ming Yan didn't say that for sure, so that Qingtong would not be disappointed by that time. Talking too much, the conversation turns to other places.

"Gengtie?" Qingtong's eyes widened, how could Shizun do such a thing

"Yes." Mo Tianliao proudly took out the blue jade slip and shook it in front of Qingtong.

"Show me." Qingtong reached for it, but Mo Tianliao deliberately raised it a little higher, so he turned around and pressed Mo Tianliao's shoulder to grab it, but who knew that the bad hand was elsewhere.

Qingtong fell unsteadily into Mo Tianliao's arms, the two of them rolled on the grass, Mo Tianliao rolled over and pressed Qingtong under him, and kissed on the pale thin lips. Qingtong's attention was not here. Taking advantage of Mo Tianliao's slack, he grabbed the jade slip and put it on his forehead to check.

"My parents' names... This is the first time I know it." Qingtong slightly rolled his eyes.

Mo Tianliao looked at him and felt a pain in his heart. He always said that he had a miserable background, but at least he had met his parents and brothers when he was young, but Qingtong had never even seen his parents.

Qingtong dragged Mo Tianliao around in the Mingyu Demon Palace and found the palace where he lived when he was a child.

It was an upholstered room with several nests in it. It's just that each litter is not small, except for one cat, enough to sleep another dog.

"When I was young, I was afraid to sleep by myself, so Master asked Uncle Yan or Senior Brother to accompany me to sleep." Qingtong pointed to the huge nest, next to the nest there was a string of wind chimes made of shells.

As she talked, the beauty in white turned into a kitten, ran over to fiddle with the shells, and the clanging sound was very nice.

In the middle of the night, there was a thunderstorm, and Mo Tianliao was awakened by the explosion. He looked at the cat sleeping peacefully in his arms, looked up at the window, and saw a huge blue dragon hovering in the clouds. I got up and went out to have a look. I saw the giant dragon passed through the barrier of the mountain protection and fell directly into the back garden. On the back of the giant dragon, there were large and small protective bubbles, and in each bubble, a few were squeezed. Different little furballs.

The next day, news came that Wo Yunzong was besieged by Zhengdao, and the situation was in critical condition.

The author has something to say: Small Theater:

Xiaopaw: Why is your master called Master Wonton

Woodworking: Because he is a wonton seller in this world

Old bastard: Yo, this kid is not bad, follow me to sell wontons. Xiaopaw: ... It turns out that you were also kidnapped.