The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Chapter 95: Deity

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The big demon's dual cultivation method is really easy to use, and it can enhance the cultivation level while complementing each other. However, this improvement is only an improvement in spiritual power, and is not helpful for mood and magic. This is unavoidable, after all, I have never heard of being tired and crooked on the bed with my sweetheart, being able to understand the avenues of heaven and earth, or practicing any world-shattering tricks.

The only thing that can improve is the relationship between the two and the moves on the bed... that's all.

Qingtong looked at Mo Tianliao silently, and slowly stretched out a slender hand, and the sharp hook instantly protruded.

"Ow!" A scream resounded through the sky.

Tai Shi silently floated to the side of the pillar, and turned into a tortoiseshell-colored decorative flower that merged with the pillar. A big furry paw hooked the flowers, and it was a big tiger lying on the ground with a blanket.

Seeing the big tiger who was suffering from the same illness, Tai Shi immediately regained his energy, turned into a collar and fastened to the tiger's neck, and followed the big tiger to slowly climb out.

"Hey, don't go." When the big tiger climbed to the steps outside the door, Tai Shi immediately turned into a big mouth and flew into the air, "I can't be too far from the master."

The big tiger kicked his ears with his hind paws, tilted his head to look at his big mouth, and sat down on the steps in a human shape. He asked Taishi in a low voice, "I haven't asked you for so long, what exactly are you?"

Tai Shi twisted unhappily: "How do you talk?"

"What is the name of the exercise that the junior brother heals the master? Is it easy to learn?" Meng Hu is very curious about this exercise. In order to heal the soul of Qingtong, the sect master has devoted all his efforts to search for the treasures of heaven and earth, but there is no improvement. , On the contrary, after the younger brother came back, the frequency of Shizun's headache decreased a lot. Later, with the practice, it became better day by day.

"Easy to learn, as a monster, you can teach yourself without a teacher." Tai Shi smiled, imagining to carry Meng Hu with his elbows like a human being, but he didn't have a body, so he turned into a small tortoiseshell stick and poked it. Meng Hu's waist.

"Ah?" Meng Hu scratched his head, "Then can I also help Master restore the soul?"

"That won't work," Tai Shi said in a deep voice, turning into a big mouth. "You better not learn. If you have this kind of intention, the master will bake you into a tiger."

When Mo Tianliao came out with a white face on his face, he saw two guys talking to each other, rubbing the sawdust on his face, and sitting with them.

"Junior Brother," Meng Hu looked at Mo Tianliao and frowned slightly, "What's the matter with you just now when you told Master that you need double cultivation?" He doesn't understand the healing technique, but he knows about double cultivation. As a disciple, what is the matter? Can you say something so outrageous

Mo Tianliao was stunned for a moment and touched his nose: "This..." He glanced at the room vaguely, if there was only one big tiger, he could talk nonsense, but Qingtong was listening in the room and couldn't talk nonsense. made trouble.

Taishi gloating over his master's shoulder, giggled.

Mo Tianliao sighed: "It's a long story." At this moment, Mo Xiong came over with a plate of roasted meat. There were quite a few beasts in the palace, because no one had hunted and killed them for so many years. Grow fat and strong.

"How can there be no wine without meat." Mo Tianliao stood up, went to the wine cellar to get a jar of spirit wine, and pulled the two of them to sit in front of the jade table in the yard.

The jade table stands on a small pavilion, and there is a hot spring stream winding through it. When the magic palace was still lively in the past, there were often petal-shaped jade cups floating in this creek, and there would be just a sip of wine in it. As the stream circles around the small pavilion. The cat playing on Xiaoxie can stretch out and take a sip when he is thirsty.

The drink for the cat is a sweet fruit wine, not drunk, with a little sweet and sour.

Mo Tianliao touched the carving on the corner of the table, it was a space magic tool, and took out three large wine glasses from it and filled it with wine. The wine was turbid and bright white, not clear, and it looked like a lot of fine sand.

"This is... Xuesha wine!" Mo Xiong couldn't wait to take a sip, his eyes widened, and the tiny particles melted in the mouth.

Mo Tianliao smiled and clinked glasses with Mo Xiong: "Senior Brother Mo is also a good drinker?"

Mo Xiong looked at the wine in the glass, and his face flushed with excitement. Snow sand wine is made from a kind of snow sand fruit. This fruit only grows around the ice spring and looks no different from ordinary snowflakes. In the hand it is as soft as fine sand without melting. This kind of fruit is used to make spirit wine, which is the top grade of wine.

Ordinary snow sand is hard to find, not to mention the snow sand of 10,000 years!

"He's an alcoholic," Meng Hu shook his head, raised his head and took a sip. "Don't let him drink too much, he'll go crazy with alcohol. By the way, what is the long story you just said?"

Mo Tianliao took out another small petal-shaped jade cup from the carved flower, poured a sip of wine into it, and slowly put it into the stream: "I'll tell you a story, there used to be a demon lord, he accidentally picked up a no-nonsense one. Home kitten, take the kitten home and take good care of it…”

The petal-shaped jade cup slowly floated in the flowing water, and was suddenly blocked by a snow-colored fur paw. The fluffy little head came over, stretched out its pink tongue and licked it. Feeling the taste was normal, he released the paw. Let the cup continue to float. The snow-colored kitten licked its mouth, stretched out, turned to look at Meng Hu and Mo Xiong, who were hugging and crying, and tilted their heads for unknown reasons.

"That Demon Venerable is you, right?" Meng Hu looked at Mo Tianliao with a disappointed face, tears in his eyes.

Mo Xiong raised his head and drank the remaining half can of wine in one go, slammed the wine jar to the ground, and sniffed: "I can't believe that a cold-hearted person like Little Shishu is so affectionate and righteous."

"So, if the Sect Master objects, you have to intercede for me. Without Qingtong, I really can't live." Mo Tianliao sighed.

"Ugh..." The two brothers nodded tearfully.

The kitten jumped onto the jade table and looked at the two drunken brothers and sisters. The two drunken brothers didn't notice at all and were still hugging their heads and crying.

Mo Tianliao stretched out his hand, hugged the kitten, and kissed the furry head: "Baby, you woke up, are you hungry?"

The kitten moved its ears, turned into a humanoid, and sat in Mo Tianliao's arms: "What happened to them?"

"I heard a story and felt it," Mo Tianliao smiled and pulled Qingtong to stand up, "Don't worry about them, let's go take a bath."

Mo Tianliao's soul was originally in the spirit transformation stage. For him, to return to the spirit transformation stage, what needs to be improved is the accumulation of spiritual power and the control of spells. So, double cultivation is really useful.

And Qingtong's soul has not been fully repaired, so the benefit brought by double cultivation is to repair the soul first, and only when the soul is intact can the cultivation be improved.

Mo Tianliao regularly provided Mo Xiong with spirit wine and asked him to patrol the mountain and tidy up the magic palace. For example, entrap the wild beasts back into the forest, record the collapsed palace and wait for Mo Tianliao to repair it, and then go to see how many people in the trap are still alive.

As for Meng Hu, because he knew where the grooves of each spirit stone in the Great Array were, he regularly checked whether the spirit stones were in good condition.

Mo Tianliao's current realm is a strange realm between Nascent Soul and God Transformation, that is to say, he has both Nascent Soul and Soul Transformation, but his spiritual power has not been compressed into True Essence. The control of the technique has reached the pinnacle, but he is still unfamiliar with the wood element.

Therefore, first of all, to improve spiritual power, the most worry-free method is double cultivation; the second is to practice spells, and the most effective method is to fight with Qingtong.

Therefore, the big black bear and the colorful tiger who patrolled the mountain could see Mo Tianliao being repaired by Qingtong every day.

"Zhengtian Venerable is really hurting the little uncle, and he can be greeted with a smile when he is beaten like this." Mo Xiong took a sip from the jug around his waist. This magic palace contains almost all kinds of Taixuan Continent. Spiritual wine, so half a year has passed, and he has no intention of returning to the sect.

The big tiger squatted not far away and licked his paws, with a tortoiseshell-colored dog's tail grass on his head, looking attentively.

The huge ice dragon snaked up and charged straight towards Mo Tianliao. Mo Tianliao returned his hand and quickly gathered the flames with his spiritual power. However, no matter how prosperous the flames were, they couldn't stop the faucet that was about 2 feet wide. The huge dragon head passed through the ring of fire, and its mouth grew horribly.

In order to restore his strength as soon as possible, Mo Tianliao would not use the fire in the underground of the magic palace, nor would he use fire in wood, but only use the flames condensed by his own spiritual power.

The ice dragon waved his tail impatiently and swallowed Mo Tianliao's ring of fire in one bite. Mo Tianliao jumped up, released countless vines to trap the dragon's body, and at the same time crossed the ice dragon and attacked Qingtong.

The two passed a hundred moves in an instant. During this period, the cyan wood-type spiritual power and the lustrous-white ice-type spiritual power were intertwined, accompanied by rubbing flames. The big tiger was dizzying to see. He was pure fire-type spiritual power. It was very beneficial for him to see Mo Tianliao fighting against the master.

Binglong broke free from the vines, and at the same time, Qingtong suddenly turned his palms into fists and hit Mo Tianliao's facade with one punch, shattering his defensive barrier and hitting Mo Tianliao firmly.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, the big tiger raised his paws and covered his eyes.

Next, it is a one-sided repair.

Baiyun Canggou, the years are long.

In the blink of an eye, another year of spring blossoms.

There are unwilling people who have been guarding outside the magic palace. It is common to see all kinds of spiritual energy in the magic palace. It is expected that the people who enter are fighting inside. Because of the opening of the mountain protection formation, this time there was no internal damage inside. The entire iron barrel of the magic palace was generally unbreakable, and everyone could not enter through the door, and could only hope that the people inside would have problems.

On this day, the battle was still fierce in the Demon Palace.

The ice-type spiritual energy turned into thousands of ice thorns, surrounding Mo Tianliao.

Mo Tianliao summoned thousands of wooden thorns, collided with one of them, and one of them did not fall to the ground. There is flame on the wooden thorn, and the ice thorn will burn immediately after piercing it. Amidst the icy rain and sawdust, Mo Tianliao came through in an instant and held hands with Qingtong.

The hands of the two of them quickly turned into phantoms, and they passed thousands of strokes in an instant. Qingtong turned his palms into fists again and hit Mo Tianliao directly. Mo Tianliao raised his hand and made a clever move around Qingtong's fist. The defense formed by the abundant power of true essence was not shattered by the fist, and he stretched out his long arm, pulled Qingtong into his arms, and kissed the tightly pursed lips involuntarily.

"Well..." The ice dragon in the air instantly dissipated into countless pieces of ice, and the surrounding flames also circled around, circling up, no longer approaching the two of them.

"Baby, you can't hit me anymore." Mo Tianliao rolled his eyes, his soul and strength were finally unified, and he regained the feeling of being in control of everything. It was really beautiful, and he couldn't help but feel proud.

The cold eyes darkened, open your mouth, bite!

"Ow, it hurts!"

The author has something to say: Small Theater:

Reporter Pan Lanhu: The latest news from our agency is that Venerable Zongtian has resumed his spiritual cultivation! Please see the report sent back by the front line Woodworking: I can't hit it, I can't hit it, La La La Little Claw: (grievance) Meow

Woodwork: (stretching his face) Baby don't get angry, I'll call you, I'll call you Reporter Ban Lanhu: ... This is a pinch, don't broadcast it