The cloak was torn, revealing snow-white fur, Mo Tianliao quickly tucked Uncle Cat into his clothes and patted it soothingly.
The young leopard in the cage is indeed a demonic beast with only intelligence. The price starts at 500 top-grade spirit stones!
Five hundred high-grade spirit stones, that is, five thousand middle-grade spirit stones, and fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones!
Monster beasts have always been at sky-high prices, and most cultivators could not even buy a single monster. The brothers and sisters of the Demon Sect were also raising their prices excitedly, and they couldn't see the pain in the flesh when they just bought the magic weapon.
Mo Tianliao said nothing, stood up and left the lobby quickly.
After a while, once someone takes a picture of the monster, in order to prevent it from being robbed after leaving this door, it must be recognized on the spot. When the blood contract is reached, it will have a great impact on the monster beast, and it may cause discomfort to Mo Xiaopaw, and he needs to leave quickly.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the monster, and no one noticed his movements, so they turned around and went to the back. The Jindan period appraiser looked at the direction he was coming from, and smiled tacitly.
Sitting on the seat with a wooden plaque, you cannot participate in the auction of your consignment. This is the norm. Mo Tianliao's practice of fishing in troubled waters and driving up prices is absolutely not allowed in a big auction house, but a small auction house like Ruyifang will pass by turning a blind eye.
After getting one hundred and twenty-seven middle-grade spirit stones, I finally collected enough money to see Mo Xiaozuo.
When he walked out of the auction house, the monster had already been bought, Mo Tianliao looked back and frowned slightly. The man was wearing a Tsing Yi, and he was actually a member of the Qingyun Sect!
"Ouch—" The little leopard was caught out of the cage, screaming in horror, breathing fire at the man, but the monk next to him raised his hand to suppress it, took out a dagger and slashed between the little leopard's eyebrows, A drop of blood was forced out.
The kitten glanced at his shirt, his body trembled slightly, Mo Tianliao just thought it was frightened, and hurried out the door.
When he went to the pharmacy store to ask, the owner told Mo Tianliao that their pharmacist was checking the medicinal materials in the warehouse.
After leaving Ruyifang and walking on the path in the mountains, Mo Tianliao removed the cloak and let out the suffocated Uncle Cat.
The little white ball of fur was a little shrunken, and it didn't even scream when it moved by his collar.
"What's wrong?" Mo Tianliao stretched out his hand and raised the kitten in front of him.
Light-colored Liuli looked at him with big eyes, looking a little cold, and some indescribable grievances.
"What's the matter, baby?" Mo Tianliao put the ball of fur around his neck and ran it down his back like a child.
"Mi..." The kitten slowly stretched out two fur claws and circled Mo Tianliao's neck, but the claws were too short, so it could only circle half way, the little pink nose sniffed between his neck and sniffed again. The faint scent of grass and wood diluted the long-lasting bloody smell on the tip of his nose, making him feel a little better.
Mo Tianliao sighed and regretted that he had walked too slowly, and let Maoqiu see them cutting the baby leopard with a knife, fearing that Mo Xiaopaw would be scared.
After lying down for a while, the kitten regained energy again, looked up and saw Mo Tianliao's eyes full of worry, put away the claw hook, and patted his chin with the meat pad. I know that the entire continent treats monsters in this way, but it's just a momentary sigh, let's go.
Mo Tianliao kissed on the warm paw: "Don't be afraid, if you don't want to, I will never force you to make a blood contract."
Who told you this! Uncle Cat narrowed his eyes and gave him a slap. Does this seat look so timid
One person and one cat came to the alchemy master's warehouse, which is a small courtyard made of bamboo. From time to time, low-level monks who went up the mountain to collect medicines came here to buy and sell spirit grass, and there were alchemy apprentices who practiced Qi cultivation. herbal. Hearing Mo Tianliao's intention, he led him to the back.
In the market at the foot of the mountain, there is only such an alchemist in the middle stage of foundation building. In fact, there are high-level alchemists in the sect, but Mo Tianliao did not dare to expose his small claws, so he could only go down the mountain to find them.
"Meow!" The alchemist reached out to give the cat's pulse, and his paw was scratched immediately. How can you touch this seat's hand
The alchemist couldn't, so he had to take the silver wire gloves to check the pill furnace, and after a while, he couldn't see the reason: "You cat is fine, but you are a little small, I have a good beast pill here, I want to Don't you buy some for it to eat?" He said, pouring out a few brown-yellow feeding pellets from the gourd and placing them in front of the kitten.
The white kitten glanced at the thing that had a very bad appearance and gave off a strange smell, raised its paw, quickly patted it under the table, and flicked its paw in disgust.
"What a waste, what a waste!" The alchemist's parrot spirit beast quaked, flying over and swallowing the beast pellets on the ground.
In addition to alchemy, alchemy is also a very profitable business, but alchemists in the foundation-building stage should not be able to afford monsters, and they probably caught them by themselves.
The colorful parrots are obviously more attractive to cats than the bad-smelling animal pills. The little hairball lowered his body and rushed out, biting the parrot's neck in one bite.
"Kill the bird! Kill the bird!" cried the parrot mournfully.
Mo Tianliao quickly picked up the kitten: "Spit it out!"
The alchemist who stretched out his hand to save the bird retracted his hand. He was very satisfied with this man's politeness, and planned to charge him only 25 yuan for the consultation fee.
"Hurry up and spit it out, it will be uncomfortable for the bird hair to choke on her nose in a while." Mo Tianliao pulled the bird out of the cat's mouth, and asked the kitten to pooh and pooh quickly.
"..." The alchemist picked up the parrot he had thrown aside and decided to charge him forty yuan.
"Bald, bald!" The parrot looked down at his shaved neck, very sad.
After paying a large amount of medical fees, he didn't see why, on the way back to the sect, Mo Tianliao looked at the kitten who started yawning again, and frowned slightly: "Xiaopao, show me your spirit. OK?"
Saying that, he lifted the cat up and put his forehead against it.
"Meow!" The kitten turned her head, not facing him.
"Good boy, show me!" Mo Tianliao was even more anxious when he saw this. His body was fine, but lethargy might be a sign of damage to his soul.
The kitten was also anxious, gave him a paw, jumped to the ground, and ran quickly.
Not caring about much, Mo Tianliao raised his feet and went to chase. The mountains and forests were dense, so small hairballs would be hard to find if they hid in the forests, and this was not the mountain behind Woqing Cave, so there would be danger at any time.
"Yo, a qi cultivator actually has a spirit beast!" The thick palm grabbed the hair ball that came over, and said yin and yang strangely.
Mo Tianliao was startled and looked up, it was the pair of demon men and women who had met in Fangshi.
"Venerable!" The woman immediately exclaimed when she saw Mo Tianliao's appearance.
"Meow!" The kitten was very angry when it was caught, and struggled with its four paws. Seeing that it couldn't break free, it suddenly sprayed an ice mist into the big man's eyes.
"Ah—" The bone-chilling ice fog instantly turned into an ice blade when it approached his face, making countless cuts on the demon cultivator's face, "Junior sister, this is not a spirit beast, it's a monster!"
The cultivation base of the monster who signed the blood contract will be limited. If the owner is in the Qi training period, the monster can only exert the magic power of Qi training. But just now, it was obviously far beyond the level of Qi training.
Mo Tianliao caught the hairball thrown into his arms and looked at the couple coldly.
"You, what does it have to do with Venerable Zongtian?" The woman offered up the water-sinking wooden artifact she just bought, as if she would not let her go without a satisfactory answer.
Mo Tianliao narrowed his eyes and touched the small hair ball in his arms, he decided to kill the two of them.
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Dahan: No blood contract, rush rush
Female cultivator: She looks like the Venerable, grab it
Carpenter: If you dare to touch my cat, it will all die!