Vermillion Bird Feather and Qinglong Scale have all been obtained, and now there is only one White Tiger Claw missing.
Mo Tianliao looked at the kitten in his arms and took out a pair of gold scissors from the storage bracelet. The top of the scissors is not flat, but two small semi-circles, which are just right for the kitten's claws. It's just... Mo Tianliao pinched his hairy paws, and his hands began to tremble.
When Mo Xiaozuo was a child, Mo Tianliao made this pair of scissors to cut his nails, but the first time they were cut, they were broken, too deep and bleeding. The little cat whimpered in his arms and shrank its paws and trembled, which he will never forget. So that the scissors have been shelved, never used again.
"I'll cut it," Ming Yan couldn't stand it any longer. He took the scissors, raised the kitten's paw, and gestured for a long time, "How can this be used?"
Mo Tianliao: "…"
The snow-colored kitten twisted, jumped out of Mo Tianliao's embrace, turned into a human figure, and grabbed the scissors: "I'll cut it myself."
The slender fingers stretched out, and the round and flat nails turned into five sharp claws. Qingtong took the small scissors and clicked a few times to cut out five transparent claw tips.
Mo Tianliao and Ming Yan looked at each other, how could they forget that it would be much easier to cut them if they turned into a humanoid...
After cutting his left hand, he couldn't cut his right hand, so Qingtong put the scissors into Mo Tianliao and stretched out his right hand.
Originally, cats didn't like to cut their nails, but it was more uncomfortable to only cut one.
Both hands were bald, Qingtong felt uncomfortable, turned his head and started grinding on Mo Tianliao's arms.
Mo Tianliao stretched out an arm to scratch him, and by the way discussed the next steps with Ming Yu.
The materials are ready, Xuanjian can be refined, but there is still no news of Lingzhi that day. Because he was afraid that the time would be too late, Mo Tianliao planned to refine the main body of Xuanjian first, and let Mingyu try his best to find spiritual wisdom. .
Returning to the Heavenly Demon Palace, Mo Tianliao told Meng Hu to close the palace gate, and everyone except Ming Yu would not be seen, even if the sky collapsed.
The popularity of the secret treasures in Taixuan Mountain has not subsided yet. Ming Yan released news that he needs to find the wisdom of heaven and earth to open the treasures of Mount Taixuan, and listed a list of treasures that can be exchanged for the wisdom of heaven and earth. Because the conditions given by Demon Dao Supreme were too tempting, the entire cultivation world began to actively search for the wisdom of heaven and earth.
In the past, when refining Taishi, Mo Tianliao spent many years, mainly exploring the refining method. To refine an artifact, one must either practice slowly, and spend hundreds of years carefully polishing it;
Mo Tianliao threw the processed sea soul stone into the Tai Chi incinerator, blinked his dry eyes, and took a sip of the ice spring water next to him. The cool spring water nourishes the dry body, slowly closing the eyes, and the endless power of the endless wood eliminates the exhaustion that cannot be rested for days.
If it wasn't for his body of divine wood, even if his cultivation had reached divine transformation, it would be difficult for him to last for eighty-one days. When he was chased and killed, it was because he spent three months without sleep and exhausted all his physical strength that he was seriously injured and died.
"If you're tired, lean on me and rest for a while." Qingtong put a hand on Mo Tianliao's shoulder and whispered.
Mo Tianliao didn't say a word, he leaned back and leaned on Qingtong's body. It was not common when he could sleep with Uncle Cat's pillow.
"Crack crackle crackle crackle!" There was a crisp cracking sound from the burning furnace, Mo Tianliao acted with a shudder, quickly probed into the soul, wrapped the spar that had become a liquid with spiritual power, and took out the burning furnace.
The sea-blue spar liquid was like a handful of ocean, it was really beautiful, Qingtong came over curiously, stretched out a finger to touch it, and was immediately bitten by Mo Tianliao's sleeve: "Be careful of the heat."
Holding the Sea Soul Stone Liquid in both hands, Mo Tianliao couldn't help but pointed at the jet-black mirror beside his feet with his chin: "Baby, pick up the mirror."
The whole body of the mirror was pitch-black, and the mirror body was round and flawless, without any superfluous carvings, but the mirror surface was uneven and could not reflect the human figure.
Qingtong wrapped the mirror with spiritual power and held it in the air without touching it with his own hands. The powerful and stable power of true essence held the mirror without shaking at all.
Mo Tianliao pursed his lips slightly. Now his baby can refine weapons together with him, which is better than Mao Dan. When he ascends in the future, he will definitely show off to the old bastard.
The clear spar liquid was poured on the mirror, and Mo Tianliao poured it slowly with an extremely complicated technique. Only the water with the thickness of a silver needle traveled on the rough mirror surface.
This is the most difficult formation. The sea soul stone is wrapped with green dragon scales, vermilion bird feathers, and white tiger claws. With these things, a complete time formation must be drawn without any discontinuity in the middle, and the superimposed spar The liquid should just fill the mirror, creating a smooth mirror surface. The level of detail in this is enough to drive an ordinary craftsman insane, but Mo Tianliao has the patience to think about craftsmanship, as if he was drawing a fine painting of a beauty in fine brushwork, drawing every stroke with relish.
Qingtong originally still looked at his paintings, but he was tired of looking at it, so he simply looked at Mo Tianliao's face and slowly counted how many eyebrows he had. One, two, three... Twenty-one, hey, that's not right, it seemed to be nineteen just now, and after nineteen is twenty, um...
This incomparably fine pouring process lasted for three days and three nights. When Mo Tianliao finished the last stroke, Qingtong still couldn't count Mo Tianliao's eyebrows.
The crystal clear sea soul stone forms a complete mirror surface, bulging slightly, like a glass full of clear water, the bulging water surface is smooth and round, which is really cute.
Mo Tianliao let out a long sigh of relief and fell to the ground with a thud.
Qingtong threw Xuanjian aside, shook his sore wrist, and leaned on Mo Tianliao, continuing to count his eyebrows persistently.
"Baby, you're exhausted." Mo Tianliao hugged the slender body.
"Hmm..." Being shaken by this, Qingtong forgot which one he had just counted. He reached out and touched Mo Tianliao's eyebrows, snorted angrily, and buried his face in Mo Tianliao's chest, no more!
Mo Tianliao smiled and closed his eyes as he wrapped his arms around the person in his arms.
After sleeping for three days and three nights, Mo Tianliao felt that he had come back to life again, took a good bath with Qingtong in his arms, and had a good time making out.
"It's time for us to send a mirror to Master." Qingtong lay softly in the quilt, and suddenly remembered the business.
"Uh..." Mo Tianliao patted his head before he remembered that after the semi-finished artifact was trained, they were thrown on the floor of the refining room, covered with furnace ashes and cat hair, without the dignity of an artifact. .
Ming Yu looked at the round and flawless Xuanjian in his hand, stretched out a finger with clear joints, and slowly rubbed: "This is Xuanjian..."
"It doesn't count. Xuanjian without wisdom can only be used as an ordinary mirror." Mo Tianliao scratched on the mirror surface, because the mirage stone had already melted into it, and he couldn't even look back briefly.
"You can have a look at the things handed in by all parties. You have wisdom." Ming Yan pointed to the long table beside it, which was filled with all kinds of strange things.
Echo beads that can remember voices, Ganoderma lucidum grass that can run by itself, piles of spar, spiritual grass, and even a parrot that can speak human words...
Mo Tianliao searched for a long time, but did not find anything that was related to the wisdom of heaven and earth.
Taixuan Mountain has been open for nearly eight months, and it will be closed at any time. If he can't find it, he has to use his own mana to support it. The act of going against the sky will quickly consume his life essence, and wait for the mana to be consumed. When Jin Taixuan Mountain merged, it was the time when the Qinglong Soul was destroyed.
At this moment, Ji Di, who had not seen him for a long time, suddenly broke in: "Zengtian, I have found the wisdom of heaven and earth!"
Everyone turned their heads one after another, and saw the eight-footed man with a sturdy back, holding a golden egg in both hands, and ran over with a rumble, followed by a big black lion behind him. The big lion quickly circled to the front, trying to make his owner run slower, but he was too big to turn in time, and was trampled on his tail.
"Roar—" The big lion screamed, and jumped up suddenly, tripping over the killing ground.
The tall man rolled into a ball with the big lion, and the golden egg in his hand flew out instantly.
Mo Tianliao rushed over immediately and caught the crystal clear golden egg.
"His grandmother, what are you doing!" He kicked the big lion, signaling it to get up quickly.
"Roar—" The big lion was crushed on his hind legs, unable to move, and was kicked, and immediately hooked his head and bit his butt.
Mo Tianliao stared at the golden egg in his hand, his eyes lit up: "This is... mineral essence!"
The usual spirit stones are divided into three types: low-grade, middle-grade, and high-grade spirit stones according to the purity of aura, and there is also a rare top-grade spirit stone. A good spiritual mine does not have many top-quality spiritual stones, so in general perception, top-quality spiritual stones are the best spiritual stones.
In fact, there is still a kind of spiritual stone in the legend, which is only found in the excellent spiritual mine, but it is the mineral essence that integrates the essence of the entire ore vein! A piece of mineral essence the size of a finger, the purity of aura is comparable to a basket of top-quality spirit stones.
A small, extremely weak light spot is floating in the golden egg at the moment.
"It's a pity," Tai Shi's mouth floated over, looking at the weak little thing inside, "This is a spiritual germ, and it is estimated that it will take 10,000 years to enlighten."
The hope that had just been born was suddenly quenched by a basin of cold water.
The wisdom of heaven and earth is a rare thing. When looking for Taishi in the past, Mo Tianliao also doubted several times whether there was such a thing between heaven and earth. It was a fluke to be able to find a Taishi, and it is already very difficult to find this germ...
In the main hall of Mingyan Demon Palace, there was a sudden silence of despair.
Ten thousand years is too long, Ming Yan can't wait, Qingtong can't wait, and Black Nightmare Lion can't wait either.
Ming Yan touched the golden mineral essence and said slowly, "Take my soul out and use it as the wisdom of heaven and earth."
He is an ancient divine beast, originally created by heaven and earth, and has lived for nearly ten thousand years.
"Master!" Qingtong raised his head in surprise.
"Ow!" The little wolf cub bit on the hem of Ming Yan's clothes and called out in a mournful manner.
Ming Yu lowered his head, touched the furry head of the little wolf cub, and smiled slightly: "In this way, at least I can see Dan Xi."
The wisdom sealed in the divine artifact, just like the beginning, can still be seen, heard, and exists for a long time. But Xuanjian is different from Taishi. It is a mirror that can't change its form and can't speak. Even if Suzaku takes Xuanjian by his side every day, there is still a sea soul stone between them...
Qingtong pursed his lips and slowly buried his face in Mo Tianliao's arms. Mo Tianliao hugged Qingtong and was speechless.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Taishi's big mouth suddenly burst into tears, but the artifact had no tears, and the tortoiseshell-colored little knife fell down.
"What are you arguing about!" Mo Tianliao was upset and lost patience with Taishi.
Taishi cried, and the knife that fell on the ground bounced back when it hit the ground, returned to Taishi, and then continued to fall: "Master, I, I can confess my brother!"
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
"The Brotherhood of the Year"
Taishi: Wow, there are bad people
brother: oh
Taishi: I block, brother run
brother: oh
Woodworker: Huh? This intelligence actually jumped out on its own, so you want to be made into a divine weapon by me
Brother: (bye by hand) let's go
Taishi: qaq said it was a good feeling of life and death