The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Chapter 32: Tai start

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Mo Tianliao paused for a moment, only to realize that his posture was a bit wrong. How could any apprentice hold Master in his arms, and coughed dryly: "Master passed out again, I'll hold him in first."

The person in his arms did not understand his good intentions at all, he pushed him away, and slapped him on the back of his head. Qingtong stroked the messed up snow hair, and glared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, the meaning was very clear, the villain, messed up the hair of this seat again!

Mo Tianliao sat on the ground and twitched the corners of his mouth, then turned to look at the sect master.

The sect master was not surprised at all, but was surprised by the actions of the two of them: "You, you two..."

He secretly thought that he was confused again, Mo Tianliao got up from the ground and sighed, since the sect master knew that Qingtong's spirit was damaged, but he had lived well for so many years, he must have known that he was a monster. The tiger with its mouth open frowned slightly.

"You all go out, this seat wants to... uh..." Qingtong stood up, groaned suddenly, and held his forehead with one hand.

"Qingtong!"

"Master!"

The big tiger and the sect master stepped forward at the same time, but Mo Tianliao, who was the closest, took a step forward and hugged the person in his arms. He didn't care about the etiquette, and said anxiously: "What's the matter, do you have a headache?"

There was a thin layer of sweat on the white face, Qingtong closed his eyes, and said dumbly: "Take me back to bed."

Mo Tianliao raised his hand and hugged the person horizontally. He quickly walked into the inner hall, placed the person in his arms on the big bed, and touched his sweaty face, feeling distressed: "There is an elixir."

Qingtong raised his hand, and the wide sleeve slid down his arm, revealing the blue silver bracelet.

Mo Tianliao raised his hand and held it. Calgary created an extraordinary product. In addition to proving that this bracelet was his cat, it was also a storage bracelet for monsters. There was a lot of space inside. As the owner, he naturally You can enter at any time, making it easy to stuff your cats with toys and treats.

There were a lot of things in the storage bracelet. Mo Tianliao saw at a glance the nearest white jade vial with "Heavenly Concentration Pill" engraved on it. He hurriedly took it out, poured one in the palm of his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, it was a concentrating pill. , and quickly feed it to Qingtong.

After one pill went down, Qingtong's complexion improved, but he was still a little wilted and didn't want to speak.

The big tiger stood up on the edge of the bed and looked at it with concern. Seeing that the master was better, he put his big head close to help him lick the sweat, but Mo Tianliao grabbed his ears: "Big fat, don't make trouble."

"Roar—" The big tiger was very dissatisfied with the younger brother's disrespectful behavior.

Mo Tianliao flicked the tiger's head, took the soft cloth handed over by the maid in white, wiped the sweat of the person on the bed, joking, if the stupid tiger licked his saliva, this little white cat who loves cleanliness will not be fried. .

Reality Tianlang saw that Mo Tianliao was able to move the storage bracelet, and immediately understood everything. He patted Mo Tianliao on the shoulder and motioned for him to come out.

Mo Tianliao nodded in agreement, covered the master with a quilt, turned around and walked out with the sect master.

The big tiger saw that the person was gone, and came up to help Shizun lick his hair. Qingtong didn't even open his eyes, he raised his hand and slapped the big hairy head. The big tiger suddenly became honest, pursed his ears and put his head beside the bed, staring at the big eyes of a pair of copper bells, and looked at the master without blinking.

"Sect Master." Mo Tianliao followed Tian Lang into the courtyard.

"You are the one who has raised Qingtong for many years?" Tian Lang laughed and looked at him coldly.

Mo Tianliao looked at the sect master: "He has been with me since he was a child."

"Release the dog... Cough, he was separated from me for a while when he was a child, and then he was taken away by your shameless disciple!" Speaking of this, Tian Lang became angry, thinking about how many years he had been looking for his precious junior brother. It was hard to find it, but it was a man with a broken soul and almost died, how could he not be angry.

Touching his nose, Mo Tianliao felt a little guilty. Back then, when he saw that the kitten was really good looking, he didn't even consider whether it was a monster or not. His No. 1 flying boat in Taixuan Continent, escaped for tens of thousands of miles...

The sect master who treats a kitten as his junior brother... Mo Tianliao squinted his eyes and was about to say something when the sect master punched him in the face. He couldn't stand the punch of the cultivator of God Transformation, he couldn't hide, and he instantly pulled his soul away from his face.

With a sound of "Boom!", the sect master slammed into the wood, and suddenly shouted "Ow". He didn't use his spiritual power at all! The fist made of this meat hits the sacred tree, it hurts!

"Sect Master, are you alright?" Mo Tianliao held back his laughter and asked with a concerned look.

Tianlang Zhenren turned around in anger, raised his hand and wanted to beat him again, he thought about it and let it go, he gritted his teeth and said, "Qingtong is willing to keep you by my side, but I can't help it, just a little, he is now His health is very bad, don't let him fight, and don't let him practice and advance."

Divine soul is incomplete, and cultivation to transforming into a god is the peak.

"I see," Mo Tianliao frowned, "his soul should still be on me, can I give it to him again?"

Hearing the words, Tian Lang paused, and took a closer look at Mo Tianliao's expression. He didn't seem to be faking it, and snorted, "It's so easy for you to split your soul, unless you want to become a fool."

Mo Tianliao's soul is not a demon soul, it can't stand cutting, and even if it is cut, it may not be able to return it. Tian Lang told Mo Tianliao that this method of splitting the soul was a forbidden technique, and what they knew was incomplete. Back then, Qingtong was just trying his best, and he didn't know if he could succeed.

At the end, Tian Lang asked Mo Tianliu to make a simple blood oath not to tell the secrets he saw in the sect, so he threw his sleeves away angrily.

Mo Tianliao stood in the yard for a long time, slowly clenching his fists, what about the forbidden technique, even if he traveled all over the world, he must find a way to unlock it.

Back in the house, the big tiger raised his head silently when he saw him coming in.

Raising his hand and touching the tiger's head, Mo Tianliao leaned over to look at the man on the bed.

Qingtong didn't fall asleep, he opened his eyes when he smelled his breath.

"Does it still hurt?" Mo Tianliao asked softly.

Qingtong ignored him and tried to sit up with his hands up.

"Don't move," Mo Tianliao raised his hand to help him, "I'll give you what you want."

"I want to bask in the sun." Qingtong raised his hand and waved him away.

The big tiger was lying beside the bed and snorted: "Master, let me carry you."

"You are finally willing to talk to me." Mo Tianliao smiled and hugged the struggling man, then walked towards the yard. The big tiger followed behind in dissatisfaction, trying to bite his butt. Usually, I was carrying the master!

The spring sun is just right, shining on the bamboo rocking chair, warm.

Mo Tianliao played with Qingtong's left hand. The slender and fair hand was pink, just like the pink flesh pad, which made people want to take a bite. As soon as he put that hand to his mouth, he felt a chill, Mo Tianliao raised his head and saw that pair of cold eyes staring at him, and his heart throbbed.

How could I forget, what is in front of me is not a cat, but his beautiful teacher!

He put his hand back with a guilty conscience, and rubbed only two fingers on the bracelet, the gems reflected the crystal light in the sun, which was very beautiful: "I don't know where I left it, so don't wear this one. Bar."

This bracelet is a pair. Mo Tianliao has a wrist guard that looks similar but slightly wider. At that time, he had no bones left in the Valley of Ten Kills. The wrist guard should still be there, but someone picked it up. .

Qingtong took his hand away, lowered his eyelids and said nothing.

"Okay, I don't care," Mo Tianliao smiled, "I'm going to go out for a while..."

"What?" Qingtong looked up at him.

Facing Mo Xiaozuo, Mo Tianliao can always talk a lot, but looking at such a master, he doesn't dare to talk and do things so casually. , and have an inseparable closeness.

"Go out to practice, and also, look for Taishi." Mo Tianliao dragged a bamboo stool and sat beside the rocking chair.

Taishi was the name that Mo Tianliao gave to the unfinished artifact.

"Looking for that trash?" Qingtong frowned, disliking that unfinished artifact. If it wasn't for the troublemaker, this idiot wouldn't have been chased and killed by thousands of people, and he ended up in a dead end. Now that I have finally survived, why are you looking for that incident

"That thing is very useful." Mo Tianliao smiled, knowing that his cat didn't like Taishi. He didn't look for the artifact to dominate the world or to take revenge, these were just passing the way, and more importantly, to heal his cat, he must find Taishi.

The reason why the artifact is called an artifact is not that it can destroy the sky and destroy the earth as everyone thinks. The reason why instruments and spiritual instruments are instruments and should be used by people is because no matter how spiritual they are, there is no spiritual wisdom. Even if they are immortal instruments, they are only for human control. Only the artifact, beyond the "tool" itself, gave birth to spiritual wisdom.

And the spiritual wisdom of the divine tool is naturally generated over thousands of years between heaven and earth, and it knows some big secrets that ordinary people don't know. Therefore, Mo Tianliao had to find that guy first, complete the final refining step, let him speak, and tell him how to repair his soul.

"You've only just established the foundation, if you go, you're courting death." Qingtong poured cold water on him unceremoniously.

The magic tools that Zuntian Zun refined in his lifetime will be looted by everyone once they appear now. What's more, the artifact that caused him to die, every time he appeared, it was a bloody storm.

Mo Tianliao smiled, he said that if he wanted to get it back, he naturally had his own way.

The big tiger heard the words, grabbed Qingtong's legs and shook his head, "Master, let me accompany my younger brother out and promise to bring him back completely.

He raised his hand and slapped the tiger's head away with a slap. Qingtong said coldly, "I will go with you." Then, he glared at him with a little disgust. The meaning was very clear. scum.

Mo Tianliao was stunned for a moment, then slowly curved the corners of his mouth: "Okay."

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"I Huanzong Gossip Weekly Special--An Interview with Qingtong Real People"

Reporter Ban Lanhu: Excuse me, where did you first meet woodworking

Guest Qingtong: Just fishing

Reporter Ban Lanhu: ... I heard that the sect master has agreed with you to be together, right

Guest Qingtong: What does it matter to me whether the stupid dog agrees or not

Reporter Ban Lanhu: …Okay, then I got the blessing of my parents!

Guest Qingtong: (slaps hands) Speak well!

Reporter Pan Lanhu: Do not beat reporters during interviews

Guest Qingtong: (bright paws) Say it again

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