MTL - The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post-Chapter 67 Conference

After grooming, change to a clean dress, burn the last night's clothes, check it again without any omissions, and Mo Tianyi will go out with the teacher.

The conference is located in the largest square of Liuyunzong. The four squares are high, and the three sects are each according to one party. The other is reserved for those small sects. The middle is a wide-scale martial arts field, which is scattered into several moons and scattered into several pieces.

The Sifang Gaotai is made of white jade, with seats and low tables, and fresh fruit and fine wine on the table.

The people of Qingyunzong are still a unified blue, and they arrive early, and each is sitting in danger; the Yunyunzong is the host, and it is natural to be neat, all the elders and peaks are listed, except for the elders and the elders who guarded Yushan. Come.

Xuanji slowly jumped to the high platform and sat in his position, bowing his head without saying a word. The flowers are especially beautiful today, the colorful clothes shine in the sunlight, and the eyes are dizzy; the jade is holding a small water tank, sitting next to the mysterious machine, soaking both hands in it.

Zi Mo and Bai Luo took the gift of Zong Men and went to visit the various factions. People with Qingyun Zong came to visit and handed the gift to the flowers. When they saw the jade in the water, they were curious: "What is the jade friend doing?"

"Cultivate," Jade looked at him innocently. "As a pure water monk, it will be uncomfortable to leave the water for a while."

Everyone is impressed. It is no wonder that Wo Yunzong, although a thin man, can be among the three major sects, because this attitude of cultivation at any time and place makes everyone very powerful.

Xuanji rewarded each person with a pair of hemp ropes and waved them to walk.

"Why didn't you see the real people?" The people of Liu Yunzong probed the brain and heard that there was an accident last night. The elders told them to pay attention to the people of the various factions.

As I said, the sky was shining with a stream of white light, and the snow-colored robes were swaying in the wind, and there was a long sleek dress.

Because it is a grand ceremony, Qingyi deliberately put on gorgeous clothes, although it is still plain clothes, the edge is embroidered with light blue moiré, complex and gorgeous, crystal clear enamel reflects the multicolored halo in the sun. The long hair of the ink is bundled with a jade crown and fixed with a light colored glass crucible.

The peach scorpion, the burning of its brilliance, the son of the return, Yiyi IKEA; lotus 皎皎, Yingying its Hua, can only be seen from afar, can not be played.

The usual beauty, people feel comfortable, can not help but look at it again; clear, such as, at any time, people can not look straight, as if to look at it, are all embarrassing to him.

Mo Tianyi is very satisfied with the awe of everyone, this baby is his, no one can see!

The squatting sleeves, the clear and leisurely seating, the people who were still talking on the high platform of Wo Yunzong suddenly quieted and bowed their heads. Mo Tianyi dragged a stool to sit next to the master, and the big tiger consciously lay on the foot as a foot pad.

Qing Yi did not pay attention to everyone, took over the tea that Mo Tianyi handed over and took a sip. Jade left the water tank to hide aside, and the flowers were standing as far away as possible from the uncle.

Everyone distracted, and Zi Mo and Bai Luo, who went to give gifts, came back.

In a short time, the central stream of clouds suddenly rose from the moon, and the bells and drums rang. A powerful momentum has come to the fore, and the mainstream of the sect of the yunnan sects has appeared in the center of the stage in a flash, and laughed loudly: "You have waited for a long time!"

Although the rogue real person laughs again, it looks like his face is not good. Mo Tianqi raised his eyebrows and lost half of the treasures of the town. No matter how it was installed, it could not cover up the uncomfortable feelings in his heart.

Wenyu fruit has a bud in 30 years, a flower in 30 years, a fruit in 30 years, and mature in 30 years. It takes a hundred and twenty years to get the fruit of the tree. This makes the people of Liu Yunzong not feel bad.

The ten peaks of Liu Yunzong sit in a row.

As a highly qualified refiner master, Ding Elder sat in the position next to the sovereign. The eldest son, Ding Zijin, stood behind him and looked up at Ding Ziyu, who was sitting at the end of the last peak.

Ding Ziyu is very delicate, his eyebrows are like his dead furnace Ding Niang, with a bit of fox. Today, his face was pale, and there was no such thing as the peak of the past.

Ding Zijin sneered in his heart, just on the cloth he had, half-hanging, because it was claimed that it was a large-scale guardian of the ruthless lord, and the lord was relieved to let him go to the cloth. Is this not an accident? I must have been smothered by the lord this morning, and my face is not so good.

"I don't want to give up, today I gathered in Liuyunzong and opened three conferences. As everyone knows, since the Battle of the Immortals, I have three major sects..." The hooligans talked on the stage, from the fairy wars. Nowadays.

In the past, the demon battles ruined many large gates, and the heavens and the earth changed a lot. The surviving sects formed the Zongmen Alliance, the predecessor of the three congresses, in order to survive in the harsh environment of the time. Every once in a while, the sects will gather together, exchange ideas, and discuss things together.

The impassioned words heard many young people's blood, and raised their hands, and yawned with a white, jade-like hand against the thin lips.

"Sleepy?" Mo Tianyi took the hand and pulled it in his palm.

"Yeah." Qing Yan turned to look at him. He didn't sleep very much last night. He was sleepy when he listened to the hooligans. The cold eyes were filled with a layer of water mist because of yawning. When looking at Mo Tianyi, Unconsciously, a few points of grievances.

I was stunned by the eyes, and Mo Tianyi took out his fists and took out the blue veins, and then resisted not taking people into his arms.

"The main purpose of this conference is still exchanges and exchanges. Of course, there is still an important thing." The rogue real person deliberately paused and touched his beard. He was quite proud. "Three hundred years ago, the sculptor was degraded. Leave a magic palace no one can enter..."

Mo Tianyi, who is focusing on his own cat, immediately raises his ears. How did you mention his magic palace?

However, it turned out that although the Magic Palace was cracked from inside, it was put into countless monks to kill the calamian, but after the calgation left the Magic Palace, the Grand Palace opened itself. Although it has been damaged, the power is still not to be underestimated, and the entire magic palace is full of arrays. With the obsessive degree of scorching against the road, there is a ban on every step. Even the toilets on the huts have a transfer method. It is conceivable that most of those who rushed to explore the secrets could not retreat.

In the battle of the ten killings, the repairing real estate suffered heavy casualties. In order to prevent the martial art from losing the elite again, the magic door and the right sect were united together, and a ban was set up to protect the calming palace. Only the person holding the token can enter.

"Speaking of it, this is what you proposed." The mysterious machine turned to look at the troubled clean.

Mo Tianyan looked at the master with a burning gaze.

I took a look at mystery and snorted.

Mo Tianqiu smiled and laughed. He didn't expect him to raise a cat that would only look at the nursing home. However, this is not like the style of those who are in the Magic Road: "How do people agree with the Magic Road?"

"I heard that the first person of the Magic Road came forward, and divided the forces of the sculpted Heavenly Sovereign, leaving the Magic Palace alone, saying that the deceased had been paralyzed, and Mo was too much." The purple voice of many words eloquently interjected.

Hey? Mo Tianqi slightly frowns, to be honest, he has nothing to do with the embarrassing for so many years, because this person is too powerful, so powerful that there is no need to refine the spiritual treasure of the refining, always staying in the simple.

The first person of the Magic Road often shoulders the responsibility of reconciling the Mao Dun of all parties, maintaining the balance of the two devils. The Supreme Master rarely shot, the Magic Road has always been very loose, and Mo Tianyi did not expect that this person He will be fair to him after he dies.

Qing Yan looked down and didn't know what to think.

Mo Tianqi took his hand and whispered in his ear: "So, are we still there?"

"That can't be said." Qingyi gave him a look. Although there are not a large number of people on the open side, there are tokens in each sect. They often send people who understand the tactics to study, and some people can break the battle and get things. .

On the stage, rogue real people are still expressing their enthusiasm. In these years, the various factions often sent the masters to study, and there has been no result, but this year, finally, there has been a breakthrough. In this way, Ding Ziyu, who is sitting at the end, waved: "This is the peak of the new school I sent, and the big array is also cracked by him."

Ding Ziyu saw the call of the lord, and immediately lifted his foot and walked over, standing beside the rogue real person, raising his hand and holding a fist.

Mo Tian's pupils swelled, and Ding Ziyu's wrist was lifted with a blue wristband embedded with gems. It shined in the sun, and it was his storage bracelet that was paired with Qing dynasty!