The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

The Yan volcano is in the extreme south, whether it is a famous decent or a magical base, it is far from here. I thought that in the past, Mo Tianyi also fled for a few dozen days before he flew here by his own sword.

Scratching his head, Mo Tianyi turned and went up the mountain, dug a few hundred years of fire ginseng.

This volcanic volcanic landscape is bizarre, with many rare materials and grasses. For the location of those treasures, these days, Mo Tianyi has long been familiar with the heart. However, at present, he has no strength to keep treasures from being robbed. Second, there is no suitable storage tool to keep the treasures aura. So he just digs some low-grade fire ginseng that can be sold to mortals.

It took a few days to get out of the volcano and go to a mortal town on the hill.

The town is very lively because of the traffickers who buy and sell medicinal materials all the year round.

Mo Tianyi went to a medicinal material shop and sold fire ginseng. He exchanged hundreds of silver and threw it into the storage bracelet. He found a pub to eat, and asked what time it was today.

"Small two, I dug a few months of medicinal herbs in the mountains, I don't know how many years have passed now?" Mo Tianyi smiled and asked the second child to serve.

"Hey, guest officer, you are too confused, but now it is in March," Xiao Er said with a smile. "Now it is already 8:371 years, but not seventy years." ”

"Yes..." Mo Tianyi nodded and took up the chopsticks and ate the dish. When he died, he was too archaic for eight thousand and twenty-four years. Has it been three hundred years?

"Hey, have you heard that? The fairy people of Zongmen came to collect the apprentices!" The gods who were listening to the neighbors were talking loudly.

"Is it? I will try it too!" Someone should be harmonious.

"You? You are almost thirty, and who wants you," the friend laughed at him with no sorrow. "They only accept young people with spiritual roots below sixteen, unless you have a wonderful bone..."

After spending the meal and walking out of the pub, I saw many people rushing toward the center of the town and quarreling to see the immortals.

Mo Tianyi followed the past and saw a few young monks standing in the middle of the crowd and looking proud. Those people wearing a uniform style of blue robes, actually Qingyun Zong people! Can not help but slightly frown, the magic repair mostly live in the south, this extremely south of the land to say is also close to the magic door, these so-called famous decent, how to get here?

"This boy is the first thing I see!" A petite voice came from behind, and everyone turned around and saw, but saw a girl in a light blue wide-sleeved dress stalking, followed by a few Man in blue robe.

This is a lively event, the world is famous, the strongest is the three major Yunzong, respectively, Qingyun Zong, Liu Yunzong, Wo Yunzong. Nowadays, people from Qingyunzong and Liuyunzong are here, and at the same time they are looking at a good-qualified teenager...

"This sister, I am waiting to come here first, and I have seen the parents of this boy. All of them have agreed to let the children enter my Qingyunzong. I don't know where the teacher said, first come from where." Qingyunzong-led disciple Stop the younger brother who tried to go to theory.

"I saw it yesterday!" The woman raised her chin.

Mo Tianqi raised his eyebrows and looked forward to these people being able to fight.

He didn't like the two sects. When he poisoned him, both sects had a share. In Mo Tianyi's view, Qingyun was a group of hypocrites, while Liu Yunzong was a group of really villains.

"Looking at yesterday, the girl could have left anything to the boy..." Qingyun Zong’s man was still stunned and said, suddenly looking up at the crowd.

"Master, what's wrong?" asked the younger brother behind him.

The man shook his head: "I am wrong." The instrument that measured the roots of the hand was moved a little, waiting for him to find, but did not move.

Mo Tianyi flashed out of the crowd silently and walked away. From the very beginning, he did not intend to join these two sects, only to sense the instrument with the spirit of the roots, suddenly a vertical hair, subconsciously converging breath, who knows that the instrument did not move. The body of Shenmu is really easy to use, and Mo Tianyi rushes to run.

Although the last life is a mixed magic, but he does not intend to go to the magic road to continue to mix now, only because the people of the magic road respect the strength, as a small shrimp, the early period is very sad. It is still good to pay attention to the face of the face, at least to eat and control, Master will not beat the apprentice for no reason.

Moreover, more importantly... Mo Tianqi picked up the mirror bought from the stall and sighed. He took the wood and naturally followed his god. He used to be a double-rooted root of earth fire. It is very suitable for refining. It is only a qualification in cultivation. Therefore, when he was twenty-seven years old, he built a foundation, and his appearance stayed at that time. Nowadays, it is back to the appearance of his 20-year-old. Although he is young, he can't cover the fact that this face is exactly the same as his previous one!

There are not many people who have seen him in the realm world. Most of them have died in the Ten Valley, but whoever can still recognize him, therefore, the mysterious Wo Yunzong has become the top choice.

I bought a good horse, and Mo Tianyi rode on it and went straight to the towns hundreds of miles away. It was a big city. If you remember correctly, there is a fairly good comprehension market. There should be renting poultry. .

Both the flying boat and the flying sword are things above the treasure. They need to be controlled by the spirit and spiritual power. He can't use it now.

I rented only the ugly bird at a cheap price and flew for twenty days before I arrived at the cave of Wo Yunzong.

Seventy-two high mountains towering, the top of the mountain is snowy, and the mountains are lingering. Today, the last day of Wo Yunzong’s opening this year, many people gathered in front of the mountain gate. Most of them came to seek the worship of the priests. Of course, there were also vendors selling tea and snacks.

In the past, Mo Tianyi had been to two other sects, but he had never been to Wo Yunzong. Unlike the two gates of the ancestral grandeur, there is no plaque carved by white jade, and there is no giant sword carved by Xuanjing. There is only one round stone with a high height, which is engraved with three pieces of "Wo Yunzong". After the big character and the stone, it is an invisible stone path that leads directly to the depths of the mountains.

The first time people will laugh at this chilly decoration.

"This door looks so poor." Several teenagers who came to worship the teacher, whispering at the ugly round stone.

Mo Tianyi looked at the stone that killed Zhang Gao, and if the teenagers knew that the big piece of this fist was worth a hundred yuan of Lingshi, I don’t know what to think.

Just talking, suddenly there was a commotion behind him. Mo Tianqi subconsciously sideways to avoid, a fiery red figure smashed from behind, straight on the mountain gate of Wo Yunzong, to go farther, to see that it is a red little fox, panic to the stone Jump on the stage.

"Where to escape!" Several monks carrying long swords followed closely and pursued them.

"Hey!" A roar, the ugly big stone suddenly gave off an inconspicuous gleam, and several monks bounced away from the distance and fell to the ground.

The little fox saw a few people fall, did not run, smugly sitting on the stone steps, staring at the tail to watch the lively.

Several monks climbed up and sacrificed Feijian to continue to capture, and suddenly they were overturned by a force.

"Who made it here!" A loud voice came from inside the mountain gate. Three monks dressed in different colors floated, and the man who spoke was the head.

A charming little girl picked up the fox on the ground.

"This is the monster I found waiting for!" The monk holding the sword suddenly screamed.

"Stop the stone and kill the gas, that is, rebound, several people shouting and killing in front of the Wo Yunzong, what is the heart!" The man who led the head has a pair of slender eyes, and the voice of the voice is full of heroes. Obviously, it is much higher than the repairs of those people.

A few monks who had been eager to see the red eyes came back and found that they had already caught up with the front of Wo Yunzong. The monsters are precious, and everyone wants them, but they are only disciples of Xiaozongmen. They can't afford to sin. They have to bite and apologize: "I am waiting for the shackles. I also ask the brothers to forgive them and return the fox to us. ""

"Tai Xuan mainland's rules, who is the monster who picked it up, now it is mine." The little girl hugged the fox, smiled and said, the little fox also understood, followed by the 嗷呜嗷呜.

A few people gritted their teeth, hesitated and repeatedly, and could only leave in angrily.

This episode was quickly revealed, and the three people of Wo Yunzong really came to test the roots.

There is no cumbersome procedure. The slender-eyed man simply said the rules, let everyone line up, and then go to the front of his brother to measure the roots, the little girl has been playing with the fox, no matter what.

The immortal is also made by mortals, and the appearance is naturally strange, but the three looks of Wo Yunzong are superior, plus the kind of Gaohua temperament brought by the right way, naturally shocked to heaven.

A few teenagers stared at the little girl and the eyes were falling out.

Mo Tianyi was at the end, and it was already two hours after his turn.

"Let's reach out." The gentle man said to him, and when he reached out his left hand, he took out a three-inch ruler. The ruler was not golden and jade, crystal clear, very beautiful.

Mo Tian’s pupil suddenly shrank, and the small ruler of Ling’s root was from his handwriting, but he was a toy that he was very bored for the little claws. This thing can not only measure the spiritual roots of human beings, but also the spiritual roots of the beasts.

"Wooden fire double root." Sure enough, the ordinary measuring ruler can only detect that he is Mulingen, this ruler has measured his wood fire.

The toys of the small claws all flowed out, and it must have been copied from the bottom of the magic palace. Mo Tianyi was silently unhappy for a moment, and stood with the person who measured the superior root.

Linggen is divided into five elements, and usually the root will have one or more attributes. The double roots and the single roots are the upper roots, and the thick and stable single roots are called the roots of the gods.

Soon, the superior Linggen and the ordinary Linggen were divided into several piles, and the little girl holding the fox stood up. "You, you, and you, eliminated."

"Ah? Why?" The person who was pointed out was amazed.

The little girl ignored them, and then pointed out a lot of people, this time eliminated two-thirds.

"Why is this?" Everyone is ashamed.

"I can't help you," the slender-eyed man smiled. "Wo Yunzong only accepts people who look good and beautiful. You are all good people in the roots. You can go to other Zongmen to try your luck."

After that, they didn't wait for everyone to react. They raised their hands and waved. The people who were eliminated were pushed to the outside of Sanzhang. They turned and led the new disciples who took the lead to the stone steps.

Mo Tianqi took a slap in the mouth, and this Wu Yunzong apprentice actually even picked up the appearance, isn’t he a cult of the sacred martyrdom?