When Mo Tianliao returned to the inner palace, Xuanji was squatting beside the bed and staring at the people who were sleeping on the bed.
The younger brother, who was finally brought up, was taken away by this devil when he was a child. After all, he was young at that time, and now he is a big demon in the God Transformation stage. He was abducted again, and it was the same person! Why don't you call this brother angry! Xuanji made up his mind to reprimand Qingtong well and let him know his brother's majesty.
Qingtong seemed to feel something, opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Xuanji with a gloomy face, yawned, a tear came out from the corner of his slightly red eyes, and then took those watery eyes to look at Xuanji: "I drink water."
Before Mo Tianliao went out, he made a pot of tea and put it on the small table beside the bed. Xuanji reached out and took it without thinking, poured a glass of water into the cold jade cup, blew it and handed it to Qingtong.
Qingtong didn't get up either, he raised his head, drank all the tea with Xuanji's hand, and then lay back contentedly, squinting.
Xuanji shook his head and warned himself to show the majesty of his elder brother, and he couldn't stop reprimanding his younger brother because he was too cute. So, he cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and widened his eyes: "Qingtong!"
"Huh?" Qingtong, who was dazed and wanted to sleep, lifted his eyelids to look at him.
"If that bastard bullies you, you should tell your senior brother." The words changed when he spoke, and Xuan Ji's face was flushed, so he uttered such a sentence.
"Oh." Qingtong responded, closing his eyes and continuing to sleep.
"Are you planning to stay with Mo Tianliao in the devil's palace?" Xuanji's mind became brighter without seeing those cold eyes, and he began to persuade bitterly, "You can't do this, if they let you follow you, just leave. What is delivered to the door is usually not cherished.”
Qingtong slowly opened his eyes, looked at Xuanji quietly, and said after a moment of silence, "I know."
Standing outside the door, Mo Tianliao, who restrained his breath and turned into a wooden man, immediately raised his heart to his throat.
"So, I'll go back to the devil's palace with him," Qingtong stretched out his hand and patted Xuanji's head, "in case he thinks he was sent to my door as a catcher."
Xuanji suddenly choked, he didn't mean that!
Mo Tianliao burst out laughing, breaking his breath, and the two people in the room immediately sensed the guy outside the door.
Xuanji was startled, not knowing how this person approached.
Putting his fist to his lips and coughing lightly, Mo Tianliao walked over seriously, sat down beside the bed, and pulled up the slender, white hand on the thin quilt: "I knew that Shizun would not let me down. Yes." Saying this, he slowly lowered his body, leaned over to Qingtong's head who was sleeping softly, and rubbed his face lightly with him.
Qingtong grunted and licked his chin. A sleepy cat boy is always very good-tempered.
Xuanji covered his eyes, silently turned around and walked out, holding the shell and squatting on the ground.
Mo Tianliao coaxed Qingtong to sleep, then turned around and walked out, squatting with Xuanji: "I know what you are worried about."
"Huh?" Xuanji turned his head and saw that he was rubbing his chin as if he was aftertaste.
"I won't sign a blood contract with Qingtong, and I won't find other monsters," Mo Tianliao said earnestly, looking at Xuanji's mung bean eyes, "Even if I come back, I'm still a member of Wo Yunzong, so feel free to speak up if you have anything. ."
Then Xuanji put the shell back in his hand, stood up and patted the hem of his clothes: "I have written down these words."
Mo Tianliao pursed his lips slightly, and also stood up: "We will be a family from now on, let's go, Second Senior Brother, I will give you something good." After speaking, he took the lead to go out.
"Boom!" The hard tortoise shell hit Mo Tianliao on the back of the head, causing him to stagger.
"Who is your second senior brother!"
The two noisily walked all the way to the Octagonal Exquisite Pagoda in the outer palace.
"There is a place to hide treasures." Mo Tianliao pointed to the pagoda on the cliff.
For so many years, it has been difficult to achieve unity because of the discord between the Demon Gate and the Right Path. The enchantment has not issued tokens for a long time, which has formed a check and balance. As a result, no one cares about this Demon Palace for three hundred years, and miraculously saved Mo Tian. Few old nests.
Xuanji looked up at the towering Octagonal Linglong Pagoda, which was seven stories high. Standing on a prominent cliff, the tower is made of precious stone and glows with a colorful halo in the sun. There was no way to reach it, so it could only fly up, but as soon as it approached in the air, it was resisted by a huge force of repulsion, making it difficult to approach.
Mo Tianliao's eyes flashed a shimmer, and he unlocked the lock with his divine sense. The resistance suddenly disappeared, and the two easily walked into the first floor of the pagoda.
The things in the tower were arranged in an orderly manner, and Xuan Ji was dazzled, and the corners of his mouth twitched. I thought that the treasure pavilion of the Tempered Heaven Demon Venerable should have walls full of high-grade spirit swords, jade boxes filled with rare materials, countless treasured elixir, and flying boats of spirit treasures thrown everywhere.
But what are these in front of me!
There are jade bowls with missing mouths, small quilts with wires, scratched hibiscus, and even gadgets made of hairy sticks.
Mo Tianliao happily held up a fluffy kitten, the kitten was only the size of a slap, with two light-colored glass beads embedded in the middle of its snow-white fur for eyes, and a small pink nose that was vividly carved, similar to Qingtong's childhood. Exactly the same.
"Does it look like it? This is what he combed when he changed his hair every year," Mo Tianliao showed off, "I made a whole set."
Having said that, he opened a cabinet and placed a row of "Mo Xiaopaws" in it. Some were sleeping, some were eating, and some were playing with glass beads. Every expression was very clear.
Xuanji opened his mouth and couldn't close it for a while. At this moment, he really believed that Mo Tianliao would take good care of Qingtong, and he still liked it, he was clearly crazy!
Mo Tianliao showed off his various collections in front of Xuanji, and then led him to open an underground door.
It turned out that the real treasure was placed under the pagoda, the mystery was clear, and he followed Mo Tianliao down. Looking at the neat and tidy treasure pavilion above, Xuanji thought that Mo Tianliao was a well-organized person, but when he saw the situation underground, he suddenly stopped thinking so.
This place is indeed in line with the title of "The Treasure House of Demon Venerable".
"Sunset Sword!" Xuanji picked up an orange spirit sword in the garbage heap. This was the well-known sunset sword at that time. It was a fire-type spirit sword. The sword energy was like the setting sun of the Canghe River. Xia Zhenzhen soared.
"I made two, and only one can get a good price." Mo Tian said nonchalantly, rummaging through the rubbish heap.
Xuanji twitched the corners of his mouth and looked carefully. There are indeed many famous items in Taixuan Continent. It is estimated that Mo Tianliao threw them here because of the "exotic goods can live in".
"Everyone now suspects that it is the Floating Cloud Sect's fraud, but I can't hide the fact that I am back, and someone will know about it soon." Mo Tianliao finally pulled out a sack and threw it at Xuanji's feet, "Senior brother, we should go back as soon as possible. , so as not to make people feel that Wo Yunzong and Zongtian are in the same boat."
Xuanji looked at the sack under his feet, opened it under Mo Tianliao's gesture, and immediately widened his eyes, it turned out to be a bag of ten thousand years of mysterious hemp grass!
This hemp grass grows in a bitter cold place, it is black and solid like obsidian, and it can even be thrown into a refining furnace for refining. Ten thousand years of black hemp grass can be used to refine high-grade spiritual tools!
"The hemp rope I made is not good-looking. Senior brother take it back and weave it by himself. When the braid is finished, bring it over, and I will make it into a spiritual tool for you." Mo Tianliao put the sack into Xuanji's arms, and picked up the sunset sword. Take him out.
After passing the mystery and leaving first, Mo Tianliao left the big tiger and the big black bear to help.
Now there is not a single person available in his hands. When he recovers his spiritual cultivation, he will let Mo Xiong go out to spread the news, while Meng Hu will stay behind as a blanket for his cat.
The big tiger held the "sunset sword" given by his younger brother, and couldn't keep his mouth shut all day. He smiled and sent his uncle out of the magic palace.
There were also several disciples of Wo Yunzong who were trapped in the big formation. Xuanji pretended to go in and fight, took out a few disciples, and ran out of the magic palace. Several disciples were grateful and quickly returned to the sect following Xuanji.
Mo Tianliao glanced at Liu Bi and the others who were still struggling in the trap, and found that many people had died, so he ignored them, but Liu Bi was still alive and well. Then he moved a few more large formations near the sleepy formation, keeping them from being able to get out for a year and a half, and then he returned to the inner palace with ease, threw himself on the bed, and hugged Qingtong who had just woken up.
"Baby, people outside will soon know that I'm back," Mo Tianliao said nervously, "it will be another bloody battle, but I'm still at the Nascent Soul cultivation base."
"So what?" Qingtong raised his eyebrows.
"So... we have to hurry up and double cultivation!"
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