The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

"My name is Chifeng, the second generation of the disciple, the second generation of the disciple, and I can temporarily call my brother." The slender-eyed man smiled and introduced the rules of Wo Yunzong.

The mountain where Wo Yunzong is located is called Dongtianfudi, three-hole heaven, and seventy-two Fudi. The highest one is Zongmenxiu. There are three cave masters. They are three brothers and brothers. They are Xuanji real people, Tianzhu real people, and Qingzhen real people. Among them, Tianzhu real people are the lords, and they are in charge of the big and small affairs.

The disciples of the second generation and below lived in the 72nd blessed land according to the faction. The pro-disciples of the three cave masters, that is, the generation of disciples, lived in the three caves with the cave and regularly went to Fudi to teach the course.

This Chifeng is the first disciple of the great disciples under the lord's door. Therefore, he is the highest in the second generation of disciples. It is said that they are calling up a brother, because these newcomers are likely to become three generations of disciples, and later said that they must not call the teacher. .

As I said, the stone steps have come to an end, and in front of it is a suspension bridge that spans the high cliffs. The suspension bridge looked very ordinary, tied with hemp rope, mat made of wood, at least five miles long, no armrests on both sides, swaying in the mountain wind.

After the scene of the mountain gate, everyone no longer dared to take a nap on the suspension bridge, they are guessing what this treasure is. Mo Tianqi pumped the mouth of the mouth. This suspension bridge is really not a treasure. It is indeed made of hemp rope and broken wood. It is this person who can lick the ropes of the five miles. Really... the perseverance is amazing...

Standing on the side of the suspension bridge, Mo Tianyi looked up and saw the seventy-two peaks overlapping, and the three main peaks stood in the center. The rich aura leaps cheerfully around the door, five times thicker than the door. The aura on the three main peaks is so rich that it turns into a seven-color light flashing from time to time. It is really a good place.

Chifeng has taken the lead in the suspension bridge, without any mana, but the two feet steadily set foot and signaled everyone to keep up.

Looking at the swaying suspension bridge, and then look at the abyss under the suspension bridge, or the teenagers of the physical body are suddenly timid.

"Why, is this scared?" The girl holding the fox named Chi Shan, looking at them with a smile at the moment, "If it is afraid, it doesn't matter, just follow that." He said, pointing to the side but the suspension bridge A group of people who took the man named Akasaka and walked directly to the east side of the mountain road.

Those who are below the three Linggen, have no chance to see the sovereign, go directly to the various blessings, and those with better qualifications can be picked up by the second generation disciples. If the qualifications are not good, they will directly become foreign disciples.

The arrogant sons of these superior spirits, listening to this statement, no longer dare to say more, trembled and followed the suspension bridge.

Soft cords, tied with thin wooden boards, the peaks are scraped, like a swimming long snake, swinging left and right.

"Ah--" a scream, and Mo Tianyi, who was walking smoothly, was suddenly grabbed by his arm, and could not help but frown, turning his head to look at the face of the boy behind him.

"Slow, slow down." The boy looks good and his clothes are very gorgeous. He has seen such a squad in the virgins.

Mo Tianqi raised his eyebrows: "The faster the bridge goes, the more stable it will be."

"I, I don't believe it! You go slowly!" The boy said that he would not let go of his hand.

The upturned corner of the mouth slowly smashed into a straight line, and Mo Tianyi slowly walked two steps, suddenly awkward.

"Ah..." The boy was shocked and quickly released his hand, for fear of being dragged by Mo Tianyi.

"Go first step." Not waiting for the boy to react, Mo Tianyi has stood firm, stepping on the soft bridge, followed by Chifeng and jumped to the other side.

The teenager who relied on others was kneeling on the bridge, his hands clinging to the bridge deck, moving forward little by little, and even the people behind him could not walk, but they also knelt down and walked slowly.

Those who have just done it are entirely out of nature. Those who are brave will not have the habit of "being good with others". If they step on the other side, they will have some regrets. Will these false deeds be decent, will they feel that his mind is vicious and unbearable?

Chifeng picked up his slender eyes and looked at Mo Tianyi with a smile.

Chishan, holding the little fox, came over and smiled and said, "You are interesting."

Do you want to pay attention to a "friendship of the same door"? how……

Before he scrutinized, a red light suddenly emerged from the mountains. Then, a handsome man in a red wide-sleeved robes suddenly appeared on the bridge: "Where the lord has waited for a long time, what are you waiting for?"

"Master!" Chifeng and Chisan immediately bowed to the ceremony, the coming is the great disciple of the lord.

"It's not that we are slow..." Chishan slammed her mouth toward the suspension bridge.

Yan Li glanced at a group of turtles on the bridge, and suddenly angered: "a group of waste!" As said, with a wave of hands, he overturned the suspension bridge.

The long suspension bridge was unstable, and the next one turned into a twist. The teenagers above fell like dumplings.

"Ah--" screams came one after another, and the blue figure was suddenly lit up at the three-footer under the bridge. The pattern was complicated and gorgeous, but it was a line of law, and the people who fell were thrown to the shore in an instant.

Mo Tianyi: "..."

This martial art is a bit interesting.

Passing through the suspension bridge is an endless stone step. At the end of the stone steps, it is the three-way Hongqiao, leading to the three main peaks. Everyone followed Chi Yan to the middle of the road.

The sinuous Hongqiao, built by spar, has a crystal clear and transparent bridge that allows you to see the birds flying under your feet.

At the end of Hongqiao, it is a large hall. The temple is three feet high and magnificent. The words "Wo Yun Dian" are written in several words. It is the place where Wo Yunzong is on the agenda and the hospitality. The Dongfu of the Scorpio is still in the cloud. After the temple.

Outside the temple, there were two different generations of disciples with different clothes. When they came to see the fire, they came to salute.

There are no pillars in the hall, which is very broad. The smooth ground, drawing a complex pattern, with the footsteps of everyone, shimmering blue light. In the center of the main hall, one person wore a black-and-white wide-sleeved robe with a plain jade crown on his head and his back to the crowd.

"I have seen the sovereign." Yan Lie led everyone to salute.

The man slowly turned around, the face is also the mortal in his thirties, wide-sleeved robes, temperament, a few long hairs, face and look, slightly smile.

No one is more true than the Scorpio, which is more in line with the words "Sin of the Wind"!

"Er is equal to the genius of the qualifications, into my Wo Yunzong, it is a good fortune." Tianzhu real people smiled, the voice is very kind.

This made the teenagers who were scared, and the dissatisfaction in their hearts suddenly dissipated.

Mo Tianyan lowered his eyebrows. This day, the real man’s cultivation is unfathomable. Perhaps he is even higher than his previous life, or he is still low-key, so as not to be seen.

The lord said a polite word, and Yan Lie read the rules and the next arrangement.

Most of these people will be assigned to Qianmaofu, and they will practice with the second generation of disciples there. After they have built the foundation, they will be assigned to Master according to their qualifications. However, there are exceptions. Today, the three cave masters and several chief generation disciples are in the list. If any of them is close to the eye, they may be directly accepted as a pro-disciple.

Although they are all inner disciples, the pro-disciples are different from the ordinary disciples selected later. The ordinary disciples are the students in the private school. The gentleman is only responsible for teaching the coursework; the pro-disciple is the apprentice, and the perpetrators serve the teacher. By the way, let's play, and of course, the benefits are far more than the disadvantages, such as opening a small stove from time to time, learning a trick.

After that, there were three high seats in the center of the main hall. There were round high platforms under the high seats. Scorpio lived on the toes and steadily sat in the middle position. Below are five generations of disciples under the master's door.

Silence for a moment, Tianzhu real people slightly frown: "What is the mystery?"

The voice did not fall, the sky flashed a black stream, one dressed in azure robes, with a dozen disciples, the mighty.

The mysterious real figure is tall, the face is thin and clear, the eyes are cold, and it doesn't look too good. A gust of wind rushed into the hall, sitting directly in the seat, not watching everyone, only to the lord slightly dagger, then squinted and did not say a word.

"Well, everyone will look at it, but there is a heart." Tianzhu really smiled and gestured to a generation of disciples to see.

Mo Tianqi looked up and looked at the empty high seat in the east. How did the sovereign start without clearing the real person?

The three seats are similar in appearance, but they are different. The seat of the sovereign is simple and atmospheric. The mysterious real person is covered with a layer of black silk, while the real one is covered with plain enamel, and there is also a hang around. Layer of snow yarn. There are no people in the seat, there are no disciples under the seat, and it is very lonely.

"The Qing dynasty is a retreat for a long time, and it is easy to not accept the apprentice." It seems that the doubts of the people are seen, and the amiable lord explained to the people.

Mo Tianying quietly looked at the empty seat, and heard this, and couldn’t help but be curious about the unidentified man.

Soon, the two single Linggen were picked out, and they belonged to the disciples of the mysterious and the masters of the sect. They also had a Tianling root, and they were directly accepted as apprentices by Xuanji.

"Following directly under the main door of the cave, the status after this can be several times higher than I have to wait." Two teenagers standing behind Mo Tianyi whispered.

After all the people have chosen, the rest will go to the Qianyefu land. As a double root, Mo Tianyi naturally becomes the rest.

"And slow!" Tianzhu real people suddenly stopped everyone, and looked at Mo Tianyi with deep meaning. "You come out."

Mo Tianqi squinted in his heart, and heard the words and obediently.

What the lord was waiting to say, suddenly there was a stream of white light in the east, and a disciple heard loudly outside the temple: "Clearing the real person -"

The Sovereign and the mysterious real people are all a glimpse. All the disciples of Wo Yunzong have bowed their heads and they have already begun to salute before they have arrived.

But seeing a white figure coming out of the air, it floated lightly on the high seat in the east. The man was dressed in a white robe, and his cover was white and white, sitting on the high seat, and the long yarn was swaying.

The wide sleeves are light and sleek, revealing a few white fingers that are white and jade, and the breeze blows the gauze in front of the seat, revealing a delicate and impeccable beauty. For example, the snow-capped cold springs are temperamental and unattainable.

Mo Tianyi had seen countless beautiful people in his previous life, but no one was better than the beauty of his eyes. He was so stunned at one time.

The spirit of a firm demon is still the case, let alone those who have not been in the world.

"Hey!" A pleasing scorn, like the ancient times, is melodious and ethereal, and when it comes to the ear, it suddenly bursts like a thunder.

People who dared to stare at the clear-cut real people suddenly turned pale and bowed their heads and bowed their heads.

Mo Tianqi was not willing to remove his eyes. In the past, he was greedy for the beautiful things, whether they were treasures or people, so those who wanted to please him always gave him all kinds of beauty, but the past Those who can't keep up with the people in front of you! I want to come to myself and use those beautiful people as fire workers to be unyielding!