The early morning sun shone through the open window and reflected directly on the wooden bed.
Mo Tianliao frowned, opened his eyes slowly, felt warm in his chest, looked down, but saw a small snow-white hairball nestled in his open chest, sleeping soundly. Two front paws stretched straight forward, and one of them caught a strand of his hair.
The orange-yellow sunlight shone on the white fur, it was very warm, Mo Tianliao couldn't help but leaned over and kissed on the fur's head.
"Mi..." the kitten muttered, raised a paw against Mo Tianliao's mouth, yawned a little, opened his eyes, and a smile appeared in his pale colored eyes. Silly handsome.
Stupid! He raised his paw and gave him a slap.
"Little Claw, hehehe..." The corners of Mo Tianliao's mouth widened after being beaten up. It was great to see the days when he opened his eyes and saw a little hairball lying in his arms.
He thought that it would take many years to find his cat, and even prepared that his cat had been forcibly made a blood contract, and no matter who the person was, he would resolutely kill him and get the cat back. However, nothing happened...
One person and one cat were tired and crooked on the bed for a while, and then Mo Tianliao slowly got up.
Last night, the spiritual energy absorbed Tai Chi too fast, and the few spiritual stones scattered on the bed had lost their spiritual energy and turned gray.
Mo Tianliao tidied up the bed, the cat squatted on the pillow, looked at the waste spirit stone beside the pillow, raised his paw and patted it, the spirit stone without aura support suddenly shattered into a pile of scum. What was originally just a messy bed has completely turned into a garbage heap.
"..." Mo Tianliao helplessly looked at the disfigured bed, raised his hand to pick up the kitten, "Forget it, go take a bath first."
I was sweating all over last night, and I still feel a little sticky at the moment.
Although this small courtyard is a side hall of Qingning Palace, it is completely different from the gorgeous palace, and it is simple and simple like a country courtyard. However, there should be a lot, a bedroom, a bathroom, and a small kitchen.
There is a tub in the bathroom, but no hot water. Mo Tianliao fetched enough water from the well in the yard, condensed a little fire in the wood in the palm of his hand, reached out and stirred it up, the cold water in the bucket suddenly became steaming hot.
"Don't move here, don't get your hair wet, I'll wash it for you later." Mo Tianliao put the cat on the high stool with the scented dew beside the tub, turned around and took off his clothes, strode his long legs into the tub .
The little white hair ball looked down at his paws, and actually, in front of the master... Shameless!
Mo Tianliao didn't notice the abnormality of his cat, and he was happy to wash himself. Inhaling air into the body can wash away the dirt in the body. It was the first time in his last life that he was inhaling air, and he was covered in black mud, but this time it was a little dirty. nothing. As a wood, there is no dirt in his body, which is why Mr. Cat can stay in his arms all night without disliking him. "Little Claw, how is your current cultivation level, have you reached the second-level peak?"
The magic power of monsters can also be advanced. The level 1 to level 5 of monsters is equivalent to the cultivation of qi in human cultivation to transform into gods. Some monsters with excellent roots reach level 3, which is the golden core stage. , can be transformed into a human form.
Because monsters are rare, Mo Tianliao has only raised one Mo Xiaopaw so far, so he doesn't know how fast monsters can cultivate.
"If you were transformed, what would you look like?" Mo Tianliao leaned against the tub and looked at the little fur ball, "Could it be a little baby?"
The kitten looked up at him, didn't bother to care about him, grabbed the edge of the tub and stood up, raised his claws in the water to fish for his hair, the warm water wet his claws, and hurriedly shook it again, immediately yanking Mo Tianliao A face of water beads.
With the spiritual power in his body, Mo Tianliao has a lot of convenience in doing things. At least the use of fire-type spiritual power has already reached the realm of transformation. After taking a shower, turn the fire-type spiritual power all over the body, and dry the long hair thoroughly, put on clothes loosely, pour a small basin of water, and place it in the center of the yard where the sun is shining. Take the kitten out.
"Little Claw, let me give you a bath." Mo Tianliao warmed the water and pointed to the water basin and said to the cat.
The white hairball looked at the simple water basin, and then at Mo Tianliao, who was smiling softly, and flicked his tail. Since you haven't given this seat a bath for so many years, I reluctantly agree to serve you again today.
With the consent of Uncle Cat, Mo Tianliao immediately squatted down, put the kitten in the water, and rubbed his fur skillfully.
There was no dust on the kitten's body, and it was enough to wash it a little. Mo Tianliao hugged the cat with a cloth towel, transferred the fire-type spiritual power to the palm of his hand, and quickly swept it from the head to the tip of the tail, and the wet fur immediately became Warm, fluffy and soft. When he went to touch his belly, the kitten gave up and struggled to go down.
"Don't make trouble, dry the fur." Mo Tianliao caught the kitten that was trying to escape, and reached out to touch it, but was scratched on the paw unexpectedly.
"Meow!" Sinner, where to touch! The kitten jumped up on the peach tree in the yard, bared its teeth at him, and ran away without looking back before Mo Tianliao could say anything.
"I'm angry again." Mo Tianliao scratched his head, this little thing has not been seen for hundreds of years, and his temper is getting bigger and bigger.
After tidying up the house and changing the clean sheets, the second-generation disciples came after Mo Tianliao was dressed and finished the morning class.
In front of everyone, Mo Tianliao ate breakfast unhurriedly, and then took out a roster.
"The one who clicked the name will come forward and talk about the things that you are responsible for." The slender hand opened the roster, and the low and pleasant voice began to name the places one by one. Each time the name of the disciple in charge was called, he would be in charge of the jade. The cards are placed at the table as proof.
Everyone was surprised to find that, after seeing him overnight, this uncle was already a first-level qi practitioner!
After everyone said their respective responsibilities, they began to report the recent affairs.
"Uncle Qi, the day after tomorrow is the birthday of Uncle Yanlie from Wotian Cave. We should also prepare a gift in the cave." Su Li, the disciple in charge of the master of ceremonies, said.
Mo Tianliao raised his eyes slightly to look at him: "Are you saying that in the name of Woqingdong, you have prepared a birthday for Senior Brother Yanlie?" The tone of voice was not ups and downs, making it impossible to hear joy or anger.
"Exactly." Su Li didn't hear the meaning of Mo Tianliao's words, thought he was repeating his words, and answered without thinking.
"Humph!" Mo Tianliao snorted coldly, "Yanlie is a first-generation disciple, and his master is still there. What is the reason for giving gifts in the name of the entire cave?"
Su Li was stunned for a moment, she originally wanted to dig a hole for this new uncle, but he didn't expect that he didn't jump in, but instead, he changed his tune and said: "What the disciple means is to prepare a copy in the name of uncle. present."
Mo Tianliao didn't answer, just looked at him with a pair of deep eyes, and the room fell into a dead silence.
As an eight-footed man, Su Li was stared at by those eyes, but she couldn't help chilling down her spine and breaking out in a cold sweat.
When Su Li was about to lose it, Mo Tianliao said slowly, "Do you always handle things like this on weekdays?"
"This..." Su Li hesitated and did not know how to answer.
"Does anyone know how to deal with this matter?" Mo Tianliao ignored him and swept around among the disciples.
"Uncle Master, I know!" A charming-looking female disciple raised her hand, "Master Yan Lie's birthday this year is because of the advanced Nascent Soul, the sect master's award, so this is a big event. I am a junior, If you are not qualified to give gifts, you only need to send a similar gift in the name of yourself and the master, and then remind the master to give the reward in the name of the elder."
The sisters around her quietly tugged at the front of her clothes, but the girl ignored her. Why should such a handsome and capable uncle fight against her
"Very good," Mo Tianliao nodded slightly, "What's your name." This girl was not the disciple in charge just named.
"Return to the uncle, the disciple asked." The little girl replied crisply.
"From today onwards, you are the apprentice of Woqing Cave." Mo Tianliao raised his hand, picked up the applause jade, and handed it to her.
Su Wen's eyes widened, stunned for a moment, and took it with both hands in surprise: "Uncle Xie, I will do my best." Su Wen, who came from aristocratic family, has long been unable to see Su Li's petty manner in his affairs, and lost Wo Qing in vain. hole face.
However, Su Li's face was pale, and the matter of being in charge of the ceremony was quite oily. If he lost it like this, his future cultivation resources would only depend on the monthly quota: "Uncle Master, my position in charge of the ceremony is determined by Master."
Mo Tianliao looked at him with a half-smile, "Then wait for your master to come back, then go cry with him."
"Hahaha..." A few who were at odds with Su Li suddenly laughed out loud.
When the other disciples in charge saw Su Li's fate, they didn't dare to be neglected any more, and went about their business honestly. Mo Tianliao quickly dealt with the affairs and made some minor adjustments to some assignments.
Mo Tianliao arranged affairs, still in accordance with the principle of the previous life, whoever is good at what he does, not because you are a beauty, you can't go to the dung.
After cleaning up the dishonest ones one by one, all the second-generation disciples were as honest as quails, Mo Tianliao waved his hands in satisfaction and let them go away.
"When Uncle Shi will deal with Su Li, he is so imposing!" After leaving the small courtyard, several female disciples gathered together and chatted.
"That's right, you can see that the uncle can successfully bleed in one night, and the cultivation base in the future will definitely be unlimited. It is said that the master will not misunderstand."
"Have you noticed, our uncle is the most handsome of all uncles!"
"That pair of eyes glanced at me, and I couldn't breathe!"
Several male disciples looked at each other as they listened to the discussions of the seniors and sisters. Women's thinking, good-looking people are always right.
After driving away the noisy disciples and nephews, Mo Tianliao straightened his clothes and walked to the main hall of Qingning Palace.
Different from the deserted day before yesterday, there were many white-clothed maids standing in the hall. When they saw Mo Tianliao coming, they all saluted, but did not speak. Only one stepped forward: "Zhenzhen has already got up, do you want the servants to report?"
Mo Tianliao nodded: "I'm bothering my elder sister to report, so I said that my disciple Mo Tianliao asked to see me."
The maid squatted down and hurried away.
After waiting for a while, I heard a shrill bell sound, suddenly near and far, as if a clear sound came from the ancient desert, the door of the inner hall slowly opened, and the master in white came slowly. The sunlight reflected in the cold eyes through the mysterious spar, and there was a little bit of light, just like the stars falling into the sky.
Mo Tianliao couldn't help but let out a light breath, walked over diligently, and raised his hand to help Shizun sit down.
Qingtong looked at the slender hand that was handed in front of him, and slowly handed his right hand up.
The slightly cool hand was like a jade carving, gently placed in the palm, Mo Tianliao only felt that the tip of his heart was slightly scratched, and suddenly he was a little confused. As a master, shouldn't you have a boyish face with crane hair and a fluttering beard? It's too easy to cause a demon in your own master growing up like this!
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
"Master Uncle Is Too Fierce, Master Saves Your Life"
Disciple A: Master, please help me
Disciple B: Master, call the shots for me
Disciple C: Master, I don't want to dig out the feces
Big Brother: ? ?
carpenter: they miss you
Senior Brother: That's right, Junior Brother did a great job
Disciples: QAQ