The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Others are painstakingly calcining materials and painting the array. Only Mo Tianyi is carving carelessly. There is still a bathroom in the cat's nest, as well as the favorite rocking chair.

The technical competition lasts for ten days, regardless of staying up late. The martial arts field was covered by a huge ban, and before the end of the game, others could not get in, and the people inside could not come out.

As night fell, the glazed lights were lit up at the venue. The people of the various sects did not leave. Every drink was a practice. Even if they didn’t learn refining and alchemy, they could watch it on the sidelines and they could understand it. Between disciples of different factions, taboos are cautious, but elders and peaks with higher status are not limited to this. Sometimes, for the benefit of the sect, proper entertainment is also necessary.

Liu Yunzong hosted a banquet on the host's high platform, inviting the elders of the various sects to go to the banquet.

Qing Yi took a look at the self-satisfied Mo Tianyi, kicked the mystery of kicking unwillingness, and flew to the side of Liu Yunzong in the void, the big tiger stood up and shivered, and followed the past.

The sect of the sect of the cloud sects a toast, and the elders of the small sects are sincere and fearful. In addition to the three major sects, in other sects, the Yuan Ying monks are very high-level, these elders are all Yuan Ying repair, see the power of the magic period naturally do not dare to make times.

The people of Qingyunzong and Woyunzong sat in front of each other. They also came to two elders. The original arrogant Yunsong saw Qingqing coming over, and the voice of his speech stopped.

"Clearing the real person." Yunsong's sister, Yunxiao, met Qingyi, and immediately stood up and smiled and said hello.

Yunxiao is the only woman in the Qingyunzong elders. He is very talented. Now he still maintains the appearance of a mortal in his twenties. He is beautiful and beautiful, and is a famous beauty in the realm of cultivation. While facing the Qingxiao Jiaoxiao, while smashing the brothers around him, he gestured to say a few words.

"Hey!" Yun Song snorted and did not say hello. The last time I lost a big face in Wo Yunzong, and the death of his grandson was related to Wo Yunzong, but he could not find evidence, and he couldn’t make a good face.

Qing Qing sat down to the position, and even his eyes did not give alms to the two, and the atmosphere suddenly picked up.

"The cloud is a real person, still so beautiful." The mysterious machine sighed dryly.

"The mysterious real person is this sentence every time." Yun can not help but laugh, although he is talking to Xuanji, his eyes still look to Qing.

Yunxiao looked at the young, but in fact it has been thousands of years old. So far there are no Taoists. A hundred years ago, Qingzong’s lord tried to marry Wo Yunzong. At first glance, she saw the unparalleled and clear-cut real person, but she was ruthless.

"Can this tiger still not shape?" Yunxiao sat down and pointed at the big tiger at the foot of Qingyi. "I remember this tiger root is excellent."

The big tiger is concentrating on his claws. When someone mentions him, he turns his head and looks at it, then continues to lick his paws.

"I have been able to shape this phoenix owl." Yunxiao raised his hand, a bird with a long phoenix tail flew down to the filigree jade finger, and then seemed to be commanded by the owner, fluttering wings flying Go to the head of the big tiger. There is a way of communication between the beasts and the spirits, so that the spiritual pets are close to the spiritual pets of others, because the relationship of the blood deeds will also have a certain influence on the master.

The phoenix owl smashed on the head of the big tiger: "You can clearly shape it, how can you squat?" The demon repair is also seen as a repair, and the high-level can be seen as low, and the phoenix can see Out of this tiger's cultivation is similar to himself, no reason can not be shaped.

The big tiger yawned: "Being a person can't eat meat in large chunks." As he said, the purple mob on the table was sent over a plate and gave the big tiger a roast deer leg. Qingyi and Xuanji each have a good slice of meat.

In addition to eating meat, Zi Mo also likes barbecue. He has to say that his barbecue technology is better than Mo Tianyi.

Fengwei Shantou looked at Zi Mo, and he lowered his head and continued to lick the tiger head. The people in Wo Yunzong first introduced the method of cultivating the hidden demon, even if it was the same kind, it could not be seen after the adult form.

The big tiger is holding a deer's leg and screaming.

The leopard of the elder of Wo Yunzong looked at the big tiger with disdain. He heard that the eunuchs in the mortal palace are very fat, because they will become gluttony after they have been smashed. It seems that they are not fake. As a high-ranking monster, you should eat elegant beasts, which is so shameful, oh...

The phoenix owl also expressed doubts about the behavior of this stuttering meat. He circled in the air and turned into a delicate girl, who squatted at the feet of Yunxiao.

"Hey--" The big tiger glanced at the cloud and spoke to her with a tiger cry: "With the **** color of the old witch, you are not a boy."

The phoenix scorpion turned a blind eye and looked at your rude appearance. Even if it turned into a glamorous woman, your beauty master would not look at you!

"The cloud is a real person, your spiritual pet is a good person." The sect of the Yunyun sect came over to toast, like a smile and a sneak peek at the cloud's spiritual pet, and even more determined the intention of becoming a Taoist couple with Yunxiao. If she is stunned by the sky, her natural pet can naturally enjoy one or two.

The big tiger stopped the action of eating meat, looked at the phoenix tail that shrank his neck, secretly sighed and bowed his head to continue eating meat. Xuanji took out the turtle shell from his arms, wiped it slowly with a cloth towel, and wiped every dent. Qingyi was not interested in the dark tide here. He was drinking slowly while holding a glass of wine, while watching the playing field in the distance.

The eyes of the monks of the gods can see the situation of Mo Tianyi even if they are far away. The guy is taking out a piece of mysterious stone, wrapping his fingers with spiritual power and painting on it.

"This time I created a total of twenty tokens. Can you go to the real people? I will keep it for you here." A glass of wine was handed in front of him, blocking the sight of the watchboard.

The cold beauty slowly lifted up, and glanced at the person who smiled with a look of pleats: "No." Twenty tokens were for the juniors, and the major gates could have been outside the palace. The layer of the charm, no one has gone for so many years, but it is taboo in the magic palace.

After drinking the wine in the cup, the young man's back neck hair is lifted up: "Go ahead, you are free." After that, he walked back to the high platform of Wo Yunzong, and ignored this. A group of elders with virtual and snakes.

Mo Tianyi did not know that his cat would still be entertained, and he was still working on a cat litter. Taking advantage of the mysterious stone, it has not solidified. It will quickly stick the carved tables and chairs, doors and windows, and stick with the spirit to shape the mysterious stone. Just like a child who squeezes a mud to make a palace, he pinches and puts stones and leaves into the furniture.

When the sun rises in the early morning of the tenth day, the drums of the game are ringing.

Ding Ziyu calmly walked out of the refining room and saw the sly brother who was full of faces. He smiled and said: "Can your brother be refining?"

"Reluctantly smelt," Dingzi Jinpi laughed back without a smile. "Ding Fengzhu seems to have a well-thought-out, it is better to put it in the first place, so I can give you a good start."

Ding Ziyu smiled and looked humble: "Big brother praised, the younger brother did not dare to act."

Ding Zijin was stunned and disgusted. He walked up quickly and put his refining things in the corresponding position and retreated.

A row of more than twenty space instruments, neatly placed on the long table. With the elders of the Yunyunzong Dinghu, the well-known refiners of the Zhengdao were invited to judge as the judges, and the elders of the other sects were watching.

Space implements, the advantages and disadvantages are easy to determine, the size of the space, stability or not, how the appearance can be compared. When judging and watching his work, the refiner can make a statement and talk about what is special about his instrument. The first few storage wares were rated several times, and Ding paused on a storage bracelet: "This..."

He naturally knows that this is the refining of the younger son, but how to look at it is an ordinary storage bracelet. Although the space is not small, the array is stable, but nothing special.

"This storage bracelet is a little different," Ding Ziyu stepped forward and took out a jade box. "This is the dead leaf grass that my disciple just picked this morning. After the masters have seen the other people's instruments, come back." I can see it." After that, he took the dead leaf grass out of the jade box and put it into the storage box.

As everyone knows, the dead leaves leave the jade box and will wither within a quarter of an hour. Everyone immediately understood the intention of Ding Ziyu, and suddenly he was a little surprised. There are many jade boxes that can keep the aura from leaking out. The storage bracelets are very rare.

With such a suspense, the minds of everyone watching the rest of the work are lighter. Although the theme is a space instrument, it is natural to have some special uses in order to win.

Ding Ziyu raised his chin slightly and looked at his brother.

Ding Zijin smiled coldly. When everyone saw his own implement, he slowly said: "This thing looks like a storage bracelet, but it can be turned into something else."

In this way, the fluorescent bracelet was placed in the palm of his hand, and his heart was moved. The rounded bracelet instantly turned into a dragonfly, and then it became a small ring.

“Where is the addition of the falling star stone and the space folding array?” A refiner took the ring and looked it over and looked excited.

"Exactly." Ding Zijin smiled slightly.

"After life is awesome!" The bearded white refiner took a shot of Ding's shoulder. "The two sons of Master Ding are all people in the dragon!"

"Ha ha ha..." Ding Xiao smiled very proudly.

After seeing all the implements, it has already passed two hours. The people picked up the storage bracelet of Ding Ziyu and took out the dead leaves. The little Lingcao still maintains the appearance of green and green, even the dewdrops above are still there.

Everyone was amazed, Ding Ziyu said with a smile: "This thing is a space law array superimposed with a spiritual array, a sleepy array, can keep fresh, heat preservation, fresh food is put in, taken out after January, is still hot."

The space array is superimposed on the cluster, keeping the space aura. This is a long-term idea in the refining industry. This is the basis for refining the spacecraft. If this can be done, place the living thing. Just around the corner. And when you put the living things on the exhibition, you can put people and put them in Lingtian, and finally create an independent world, which can only be done by the gods!

In contrast, Ding Zijin's storage bracelet that can change shape is down. Ding is very proud, his own nephew can always earn face for himself!

Just as everyone was going to give the first name to Ding Ziyu, a black figure suddenly rushed up. But seeing one wearing a black robes, messy, holding a dark thing: "I can't help you, overslept."

After the refining device was too sleepy, Mo Tianyi just slept in the past, waiting for him to open his eyes, the jade wall around him has fallen, his cat is sitting on the judging table in the distance to marry him.

Xuankong Stone will practice black ink in the refining process. At this moment, Mo Tianying’s face is all ink, and the things in his hand are also black lacquer black, which looks like a slap in the face.

"I have already missed the hour." Dinghu looked at this person and frowned. The refiner was a very elegant identity. It was a shame in the refining industry.

"The Mo brothers must have been too focused on the refining. Wo Yunzong only participated in the participation of the younger brothers. The elders still have to look at it." Ding Zijin said, even if he gave the first hand to the other faction, he did not want to see the species. proud.

"Yeah, let's take a look." Ding Ziyu looked at the eyes of the wolverine, could not see the face, and felt a bit familiar. He won the game around, and there is more to accompany him.

Hearing this, everyone looked at the real people who sat behind and watched the ceremony. Wo Yunzong, on this refiner, didn't seem to give a chance, but he gestured to Mo Tianyi to put the dark thing up.

Mo Tianyi puts something in his hand that looks like a censer on the jade table.

"What is this?" Dinghu frowned, not wanting to touch the thing full of ink.

“Can you borrow a pot of water?” Mo Tianzheng finished the whole coat and shook the mess.

The maid of the Yunyunzong soon came to a pot of clear water, and Mo Tianyi washed the face with water first, then poured a pot of clear water on the "incense stove".

Oh, with the scouring of the clear water, the black ink was washed away, leaving a crystal-clear miniature palace. Really a palace!

After Xuankong stone refining ink, it is completely transparent. Flowing along the flying tiles, the carved beams and paintings, only the incense burners that are held by two hands are so large, but they are very delicate everywhere, just like a real palace. Through the crystal wall, you can clearly see the furnishings, tables, chairs, beds, incense burners, shorts, and the rocking chair with the spar carving on the small thank you, and the yarns on the bed are hung.

Even if this is not a ritual, it is only a sculpture, it is already at its peak!

Everyone was marveling at the exquisite little palace, and Ding Ziyu couldn't concentrate his eyes on the table, but stared at the handsome face who washed away the ink. The eyebrows of the sword eyebrows, the facial features are profound, the beauty is a little demon, and he will not forget the ash, the face of the sculptor!