Mo Tianliao looked at Taishi in his hand and was silent for a while. Is this the spiritual wisdom that combines the great wisdom of heaven and earth? I always felt something was wrong.
"I said earlier that it's a piece of trash." Qingtong looked at the big mouth with contempt, thinking that Mo Tianliao lost his life for such a thing, what a shame.
"Little cat, you can't say that," Tai Shi flew to Qingtong's side and circled around him, "That's because you don't know my benefits."
Saying this, the big tortoiseshell mouth instantly turned into a long sword, and he even gave himself a gorgeous scabbard, and then turned into a mouth and said, "I can become a flying sword."
After he finished speaking, he instantly turned into a long knife, a bow and arrow, and a hidden weapon. No matter what it turned into, it was still a hard material of tortoiseshell color. Every time it changed, it turned into a mouth again with an explanation: "I can change it. Growth knives, curved bows, invincible hidden weapons, everything, only you can't think of it, nothing I can't change."
Tai Shi's voice was so loud that it gave him a headache. He raised his hand and slapped him flying.
The artifact he was talking about suddenly turned into a fallen leaf and tragically floated down the flying boat. Seeing that no one was catching it, he flew back and hid behind Mo Tianliao. Said, this cat can't be used to it, it will be obedient only after a lesson, oh, it's hot!"
Mo Tianliao grabbed the big mouth back, held it in his hand, and ignited a fire in the wood. Artifacts are afraid of any flames, only the fire in the wood that has been trained into it.
After being burned for a while, it was too honest. It turned into a tortoiseshell-colored flower, lying on the board of the flying boat, and threw a few petals, making a withered flower and no life. The appearance of love.
Qingtong raised his hand and flicked it. The artifact remained motionless and did not speak. He curled his lips and said, "This waste has been circulating in various auction houses for hundreds of years. I am afraid that those philistines and cunning have been thoroughly learned."
Mo Tianliao rubbed his forehead with a headache. He never thought that Taishi had turned into this appearance. He thought that when he dug out this wisdom from the treasures of heaven and earth, he was still a shy little group of light.
"That's not what you said," Tai Shi couldn't help but interrupt when he saw the two talking, "Being in and out of the world is a practice, and a philistine has the benefits of being a philistine."
Mo Tianliao took the big mouth and said, "I'll be at the sect soon. Don't talk or move around when there are people."
"Then what did I become?" Tai Shi flew over Mo Tianliao's head and saw the fire-type spirit sword, "Master, you have me, but you still use other spirit weapons! This is my position!"
Wo Yunzong is as quiet and peaceful as ever.
Taishi, who had been repaired for a while, honestly turned into a tortoiseshell-colored wrist guard, which was buckled on Mo Tianliao's right wrist. Mo Tianliao wanted to go to see the suzerain first, but his master went back to Woqing Cave, so he had to go back.
"Master! Master!" The second-generation disciples in the cave were diligently practicing swordsmanship. When they saw Qingtong, they all saluted, and Qingtong walked straight to Qingning Palace without nodding his head.
Mo Tianliao followed behind the master and nodded slightly to the disciples.
"That's it, Uncle Master?" The disciples looked at the man in black whose aura had risen a lot. They remembered that when Uncle Master left three months ago, he was only at the early stage of foundation building, right? How does it seem like...
"Uncle Shi, it's already formed..." Su Heng, who had the highest cultivation level among the second-generation disciples, saw it at a glance.
"What!" Everyone was surprised, how could this be possible? No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible to form a pill in three months!
"Senior brother, you read it wrong!"
"How is it possible, he is just a double spiritual root!" There are second-generation disciples who are not convinced. How can a double spiritual root surpass the Tianling root and form a pill in less than two years, is it a lie? The Heavenly Spiritual Root who entered with Mo Tianliao has not yet established a foundation!
Walking into the bamboo forest in front of Qingning Palace, I heard the sound of clicking, and a colorful tiger was lying on its back on the small pavilion, holding a bamboo and chewing hard, and the thick bamboo tube had been chewed out of the burrs. A fire fox squatted beside the tiger and looked at him helplessly: "Meng Hu, are you listening to me?"
The big tiger raised his head and looked upside down at the fox: "I heard it, but my master hasn't come back. For things like the three sects conference, I don't have a master with me. What should I do myself?"
"My master and Uncle Xuanji will both go. You are the only one in Woqing Cave now. Who are you going to go?" Fire Fox raised his paw and patted the big tiger on the head, "That's it." Said When finished, he turned and left.
"Hey, Senior Brother Yanlie." The big tiger stood up and rushed over to block Fire Fox's path. Who knew it was too hasty, tripping over his toy bamboo pipe, and suddenly throwing Fire Fox under him.
The fire fox couldn't struggle, a red light flashed, and Yan Lie, wearing a red wide-sleeved Taoist robe, appeared under the tiger, raising his hand to pick up the big tiger.
When Qingtong and Mo Tianliao came over, they saw such a scene.
The colorful tiger, which was almost 10 feet long, threw the man with peach blossom eyes under him, and his posture was very indecent.
Mo Tianliao twitched the corners of his mouth: "Two brothers, I'm sorry to bother you."
Yan Lie pushed the big tiger away, stood up, coughed dryly, and bowed to Qingtong: "Uncle Master is back."
"Well," Qingtong responded and sat down on the rocking chair, "Go and talk to your master." The implication was that he did not plan to visit the sect master.
Yan Lie answered as usual: "I'm here today for the three sects conferences. It just so happened that my uncle came back, and I asked my uncle to show me."
Qingtong frowned slightly. The three sects conference is a grand gathering of the three major sects. It usually only happens once every hundred years. If you count the time, it is indeed time to arrive: "I will discuss it with Tianlang when I come back."
"Yes." Yan Lie respectfully responded and got up to leave.
"Master!" The big tiger grabbed the rocking chair and leaned over to rub his head on the back of Master's hand.
Qingtong raised his hand and slapped him, took out the white fox from the bracelet, and put it on the tiger's head.
The big tiger was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at the white fur on his head: "Master, should I leave this to the sect master or directly to Yanlie?" After all, this is a fox.
The little fox could naturally understand what the big tiger said, and immediately jumped down when he heard the words, turned into a boy in white, knelt on the ground with a thud, clasping Qingtong's knees: "Let me follow you, please don't give me away. "
With the idea that he would rather be eaten by a big demon than be a spiritual pet, the white fox has been following Qingtong for so long. When he first heard that he was going to be given to others, he refused to say anything.
"But you're a fox." The big tiger circled around the boy. There were tigers in Woqing Cave. Of course, there was also a scratching board. It was not suitable to raise a fox.
"Let's keep it first, and then we'll talk about it later." Qingtong waved his hand, took the boy by the back of his neck and shook it, turning him into a fox and throwing him on top of the big tiger.
The big tiger tilted his head and felt the hair on the top of his head shivering. It was pitiful, so he didn't say anything. He raised his feet to wait for the fox to eat some meat. Suddenly he heard a "Gada" sound, looked down, and saw a tortoiseshell The colored tiger clip was about to merge, and one of his front paws was just in the middle of the clip.
"Roar—" The big tiger jumped up in fright.
"Oops, scared." Tiger Clip turned into a big mouth and scoffed at him.
Mo Tianliao raised his hand to recall the troubled Taishi: "What did I just say?"
"You said that you are not allowed to speak in front of people, this is not a human, it is a tiger." Tai Shi circled around Mo Tianliao's hand, seeing the big tiger looking at it curiously, he turned into a tiger clip again, biting it with a click. he.
The big tiger was so frightened that his tail exploded, and he ran quickly against the fox.
Mo Tianliao rubbed his forehead, turned to look at his master, and found that Qingtong had fallen asleep at some point. He sighed and called the maid to bring a blanket to cover him.
"This cat is so beautiful, it looks better than those furnaces I saw at the auction house." Tai Shi, who had already flown back at some point, floated behind Mo Tianliao and sighed.
"He tore his soul for me, do you know how to fix it?" Mo Tianliao raised his hand, gently brushed off the broken hair that fell on the beauty's cheek, then grabbed the big mouth in the air and held it in his palm, lowered his voice. voice asked.
The big mouth twisted, trying to escape the palm that would set fire to its butt at any time: "You give me nine soul crystals, and I will tell you."
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
little fox: i want to stay here
Big wet brother: No, only tigers are raised here
Little Fox: (pointing to the woodworker) Then what is he
Big wet brother: he is a tiger scratching the board
Woodworking: …