Being stepped on by the cat, Mo Tianliao fell asleep. When he woke up, the Falling Star Stone had not been refined. His back was warm, he turned his head to look, and saw a white ball of hair sleeping sweetly on his waist, his two front paws stretched out comfortably, and a small ball of hemp rope had already fallen to the ground.
He stretched out his hand and took the little ball over to take a look. It was already scratched. Mo Tianliao smiled and reached out to pick up the kitten on his waist. Because of the problem with his arm, he would inevitably wake the cat.
"Mi?" Qingtong opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze.
"Go to sleep." Mo Tianliao sat cross-legged and put the cat on his lap.
The kitten yawned, stretched, found a comfortable position, lay down and went to sleep.
Mo Tianliao made a seal with both hands and began to meditate, recovering the lost spiritual power. The pig-killing knife at his feet flickered on and off, trying to remind the owner to practice it first. Unexpectedly, the owner who was meditating couldn't see it, but was seen by the cat sleeping with his eyes closed.
The white hairy head was tilted, and he snorted at the butchering knife. "Kakaka" A white mist slammed onto the surface of the knife, instantly freezing the pig-killing knife into a big block of ice, no matter how much it flashed, it couldn't be seen. Qingtong was satisfied, he lay on his back and turned his stomach at Mo Tianliao, quietly watching the man's stubble chin, and slowly licking his paws.
Mo Xiaozuo likes to accompany Mo Tianliao in the refining, one is that the refining room is warm and suitable for sleeping, and the other is that because it is often too late to shave, the piercing chin is just right to rub against his head. The light-colored glazed eyes slowly looked away, and Qingtong bit the tip of his claws. Now that he is a master, how can he do such a childish thing
The spiritual power ran for two weeks, and finally made up for the wear and tear, and began to continue the realm that was previously interrupted by the inner demon.
Abandoning foreign objects and simply absorbing the wood-type aura, the muscles and veins are quickly filled with the rich wood-type aura, and the cycle goes back and forth. The memories of childhood are gradually blurred, replaced by the people and things after embarking on the immortal path, the old bastard who picked him up in the wilderness, the hypocrisy seen through the right path, and the strong prey to the weak in the magic path, what he cultivates is not ruthless road. In his two lives, he has always been in love. From the moment he saw the little white cat fishing by the mountain stream, that little figure was destined to occupy all his tenderness.
Light-colored glazed eyes, embedded in a furry face, were charming and cute, and then turned into a delicate and flawless handsome face, something shattered in the sea of knowledge, and his state of mind suddenly became clear. The spiritual energy of the whole body suddenly felt like a river flowing into the sea, and a small vortex formed in the dantian, which was a sign of the advanced stage of foundation building.
Mo Tianliao slowly opened his eyes and felt that his chin was hairy. When he lowered his head, he saw the white kitten standing on his shoulders, rubbing his head on his chin. He couldn't help hooking his lips, bowing his head and kissing the hairy head.
The kitten, who was rubbing happily, was startled, and the front paw slipped and was about to fall off. Mo Tianliao held it firmly in the palm of his hand, and looked at him with his belly upside down. The little furball hurriedly turned over and raised his claws to hit him.
"Little Claw, I..." Mo Tianliao stared at the snow-white fur ball in his hand, always feeling that there was something different, he stretched out his legs to put the cat in the middle of his legs to have a good chat, and suddenly kicked the pig-killing knife beside his feet." what?"
The divine artifact is too beginning, with a layer of frost condensed around it, crystal clear.
"Meow!" The kitten struggled to jump down.
"Master..." Before he could speak, the kitten had already drilled out of the cave.
Scratching his head, Mo Tianliao was helpless. Ever since he came back from his rebirth, Mo Xiaozuo refused to kiss him, and he would lose his temper when he kissed him. But after thinking about it, Xiaopao has grown up and has become a master... Mo Tianliao suddenly stopped when he got up, and finally realized where the problem was.
Previously, he always felt that the master after turning into a cat was still his Mo Xiaopao, but he never thought that even if he turned into a hair ball, he would still be a cold and beautiful master. He seemed to have been bullying his master and destroying his ancestors.
Touching his nose, Mo Tianliao didn't feel ashamed, instead he was inexplicably happy.
The Falling Star Stone had been refined, Mo Tianliao moved the fist-sized juice of the Falling Star Stone to the front, took the thin blade made of Xuanyuan Iron, dipped his finger in the Falling Star Stone, held his breath, and began to quickly draw a formation. When the falling star leaves the aura's package, it will congeal immediately. The drawing must be completed at the moment of condensing, and there must be no changes or rewriting.
The formation drawing cannot be interrupted, and only 80% of the painting can be completed with the spiritual power storage in the early stage of foundation building, so he first raised his cultivation to the middle stage of foundation building, and exhausted all the spiritual power in his body before he could finish a painting in one go. Every time he draws a formation, he can stop for three breaths, and Mo Tianliao needs to quickly replenish the spiritual energy of his body within three breaths. At this time, the spiritual energy in the air alone is not enough. Mo Tianliao simply dug two holes in the stone floor and put his legs in.
Draw enough 36 formations and take a break for a stick of incense. Mo Tianliao was panting softly on the ground, his muscles twitching and throbbing in pain, which was caused by the constant exhaustion and filling.
The kitten came out of the stone room and wandered in the magic palace.
This refining room is near the Ling Mine, and the surrounding trees are very lush because of the strong spiritual energy. There were many restrictions outside the stone chamber, which was set up by Di Ji who was worried that others would come to disturb Mo Tianliao's artifact refining, and at the same time he was worried that Mo Tianliao would run away. However, when the big lion came to play with Mo Xiaopaw a few days ago, he threatened to hand over a magic talisman that could be banned from entering and leaving.
Climbing up to a tall plane tree in two or three times, and looking far into the distance, I can see the entire magic palace. Slightly narrowed his glass eyes, let go of his divine sense to search, and after a while, he jumped off the big tree and ran into the woods.
After drawing the seventy-two formations, Mo Tianliao was completely relieved, lying on the ground like a dead dog, looking at the pattern that looked like an exorcism dance with relief. The falling star stone condensed into strangely shaped branches on the blade, which were connected and did not cross each other. Later, just fill the empty space with material and shape it.
After pouring a brand-new pig-killing knife, Mo Tianliao's own spiritual power accumulation had reached the perfect refinement, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The method of being forced to squeeze the muscles and veins in this way is really fast in cultivation, but it does damage the muscles and veins, so it is not appropriate to use it more often. Mo Tianliao put the pig-killing knife No. 2 aside to cool down, touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, put his palms together and crossed his knees, and began to repair the damaged tendons with all his strength.
In the south, there are flaming volcanoes, which make fire in April, and there are trees standing in the sea of flames, which are inexhaustible.
The endless growth of the wood is accompanied by the endless burning of the flame. Repair the tendons and veins with the power of life, and at the same time attract the fire-type spiritual power to infuse the dantian. Damaged tendons, like endless wood with broken green skin, are the best fuel for fire in wood. In a short time, the fire in the wood will use the damaged tendons as firewood and burn around the body.
"Hmm..." The meridian being burnt was unpleasant, Mo Tianliao gritted his teeth and led all the fires out of the wood to his dantian.
In the dantian, the weak blue flames kept swallowing the gathered flames and began to spin rapidly, like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger. When the fireball swelled to the extreme, it suddenly tightened, and after a moment of silence, it burst with a bang.
"Ka Ka Ka bang—" A dark cloud gathered over the Earth Slaughter Devil Palace, with a small vortex circling and rising in it, and the golden thunder light shuttled through the dark cloud and suddenly fell. Along with the loud thunder, the restriction around the refining room was also split open.
"Pfft—" Murderer who was drinking spit out the wine.
"His Holiness!" The subordinate who was kneeling on the ground reporting the news was startled.
"Restriction broken?" The ground slapped his thigh, and rushed out like a gust of wind, reaching the sky above the refining room in an instant. What he saw was the gradually dissipating dark clouds and a small piece of wood that was split into coke, and suddenly grew up. He nodded, "Good boy!"
It's just a pill, this day looks like a transcendental calamity, it's just like the way of heaven is not allowed.
The main purpose of forming a pill is to condense the golden pill, and at the same time condense the soul. Once the spirit is condensed, it will truly embark on the path of cultivating immortals against the sky.
The stronger the divine soul, the greater the celestial phenomenon it caused. Mo Tianliao's divine soul was already in the divine transformation stage, plus some demon souls, the powerful divine soul as scheduled would naturally cause a warning from Heaven. If it weren't for the prohibition set by the god-turning cultivator, Earth Slaughter, the crafting master would have been split open.
Mo Tianliao wiped off his sweat, looked up and saw a white fur ball emerging from the hole. After a while, a snow-colored kitten emerged, but the kitten didn't seem right today. Fluffy fox tail!
Rubbing his eyes, Mo Tianliao walked over, only to see clearly that it was not the kitten with a fox tail, but a white fox next to him, walking a little awkwardly and limping.
When the fox saw Mo Tianliao, he pursed his ears in fright and pressed closer to the kitten.
Mo Tianliao, who originally saw the furball's eyes lit up, suddenly became unhappy. He picked up the kitten and looked at the fox who stumbled after losing his support: "What's going on?"
The kitten scratched its paws twice, jumped to the ground, and instantly turned into a cold beauty. She raised her hand and picked up the fox: "I think the fur is good, so I use it as a pillow."
Pillow... Mo Tianliao remembered his senior brother who used to be a blanket all the year round, and immediately understood: "However, he is not a cat, so he should be handed over to the sect master, right?"
Qingtong raised his eyebrows: "You're not a cat either."
Mo Tianliao smiled and leaned over: "I am a tree, only cats can climb."
Qingtong blocked him with his elbow, just as he was about to say something, he heard Murderer shouting from the door: "My nephew, but you've made it?"
"It will take three days!" Mo Tianliao replied loudly.
Murderous rubbed his hands together, and after less than two months, this kid condensed the golden elixir. The cultivation of this artifact can turn the foundation into a golden elixir, so if he recognizes the master with a drop of blood, will he directly soar? His mouth couldn't help grinning to the base of his ears, and Shidi quickly placed another restriction, and he squatted outside the restriction.
Mo Tianliao looked at the pig-killing knife in his hand. When he was in charge of killing the earth, he wanted Taichu Stone, which was really needed for Taichu refining, but this fake product was no longer needed. However, Earth Slaughter is a god-turning cultivator anyway, and his cultivation for thousands of years is not for the sake of rice, and what materials are used in the spiritual tool cannot be concealed from him.
"What are you going to do?" Qingtong leisurely picked up the true artifact that was still in the ice on the ground, and flicked it with his fingers.
"Want to know?" Mo Tianliao evoked a wicked smile, "Give me... I'll tell you when I touch my belly."
"Slap!" Unexpectedly, Mo Tianliao squatted down with his head in his arms. He was honest. He took out the Beginning Stone and cut off a piece the size of a fingernail. He took the carving knife and carved a flame shape and embedded it into the handle of the knife, "Look, I used Taichu Stone."
Qingtong: "..." This is too much to deal with!