Stroking Xiao Mo's soft hair, Mo Tian looked at Xiao Mo lovingly in his arms.
Xiao Mo felt very comfortable being caressed by Mo Tian. He even stretched out, purred, and fell asleep in Mo Tian's arms.
Looking at Xiao Mo, Mo Tian shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "Brother Tian, let's go, this little guy is really."
Tianhai raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Xiao Mo adapted really quickly and fell asleep right now. With this little guy by your side from now on, you won't be bored anymore."
Mo Tian glared at Tianhai and couldn't help but said: "When have I ever been bored? I'm very busy."
"Okay, okay, you are very busy, let's go, there is nothing interesting in this treasure gathering." Tianhai nodded.
Following the way in, Mo and Tian left.
After leaving the treasure gathering hall, the two said goodbye, and Mo Tian also returned to his mansion.
At this time, the resting place for the inner disciples was quiet. Except for Mo Tian and Tian Hai, everyone else had not returned from the treasure gathering hall.
This actually made Mo Tian very happy. He didn't like noisy environments, even if his residence was far away from other disciples' residences.
Back at the house, Mo Tian first placed the sleeping little Mo in his arms on the bed, and then took out the rusty iron piece from the ring.
This piece of iron was bought by Mr. Xue. In fact, he didn't understand what was so special about this piece of iron. Although he could feel that there was spiritual iron under the rust marks on the iron piece, this spiritual iron was all raw.
Being rusty doesn't mean that the spiritual energy of the spiritual iron is about to dissipate and it is about to become an ordinary piece of dead iron?
Holding the iron piece, Mo Tian tried to remove the rust on the iron piece, but found that the rust on the spiritual iron could not be removed at all. No matter how hard Mo Tian tried, he could not even drop the iron piece on the ground.
Rust removal.
After trying several times to no avail, Mo Tian couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Xue, are you kidding me? What the hell is this piece of iron? It can't even get rid of the rust."
However, the only response to Mo Tian was silence.
"Eh..." Mo Tian sighed softly, looking at the iron piece in his hand, and he could shake his head.
The rust on this piece of iron is so magical that even if Mo Tian tried to use Yuan Power to erase the rust, he could not remove it.
On the contrary, the noise of rubbing rust will wake up Xiao Mo who is sleeping soundly.
Gently touching Xiao Mo's head, Mo Tian said softly: "Good boy, Xiao Mo, you go to bed first and I'll get something down."
As if he understood Mo Tian's words, Xiao Mo nodded his round cat head, got into the bed and continued to sleep soundly.
Staring at the iron piece, Mo Tian almost bit it with his teeth.
Another half hour passed, and Mo Tian still made no progress.
Looking at the iron piece that had not changed at all, Mo Tian could only shake his head and put it on the table aside.
With a touch of the ring, he took out the small box containing the Spirit Gathering Pill. Now was a good time to absorb the Spirit Gathering Pill, and no one had disturbed it yet.
Opening the lid, the spiritual energy emitted from the Spirit Gathering Pill suddenly filled the entire room, and Xiao Mo couldn't help but wake up from his sleep.
Those big cat eyes stared at the Spirit Gathering Pill in Mo Tian's hand and made a meowing sound.
Seeing Xiao Mo wake up, Mo Tian smiled and said: "This is not for you to eat, I want to use it to help me practice."
Xiao Mo jumped onto Mo Tian's shoulder and looked at the Spirit Gathering Pill in Mo Tian's hand without any thought.
Picking up the Spirit Gathering Pill, Mo Tian swallowed it in one gulp, and then sat cross-legged on the ground to practice.
As expected of a third-grade elixir, as soon as the Spirit-Gathering Pill was swallowed into his stomach, Mo Tian's whole body emitted a strong aura.
Especially his eyes, the corners of Mo Tian's eyes flashed with light from time to time, and his energy and spirit were constantly improving.
Xiao Mo jumped into Mo Tian's arms, staring at Mo Tian silently for a long time with his big eyes, and then fell asleep in Mo Tian's arms. The spiritual energy emanating from Mo Tian's body was unconsciously absorbed by Xiao Mo, forming a layer of pure white
Yingguang wraps Xiaomo.
Three hours passed.
Mo Tian opened his eyes, and a dazzling white light came out of Mo Tian's eyes.
The corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, Concentration Code, the second level, entering the subtle realm!
Go into the subtle realm, go deep, from the appearance to the details, and instantly see the subtle changes in the target.
He lowered his head and looked at Xiao Mo sleeping in his arms.
On Xiao Mo's only two black hairs, Mo Tian actually saw an energy that he didn't know how to call.
Different vitality, spiritual energy, and even demonic energy, it is an energy form that Mo Tian does not understand, but that energy has indeed always existed.
Looking at the white hair, the white hair is the same as that of an ordinary cat, which is the most normal hair.
But what exactly is the energy coiled in the black hair? This is unknown.
After getting up and placing Xiao Mo on the bed, Mo Tian looked at the mysterious iron piece again.
After entering the Subtle Realm, Mo Tian could see an object in more detail. When he looked at the iron piece, Mo Tian instantly realized that the iron piece was unusual.
I used to think that the outside was rust on the iron sheets, but now it seems that it is not rust at all!
The dark rust-like objects are spread very regularly around the iron sheet, which does not look like wrapping the iron sheet.
But...
Confinement!
Those 'rusts' are like wire mesh that wraps up the innermost spiritual iron, and locks the spiritual iron like shackles.
Seeing this, Mo Tian thought of the Shura Demon Sword!
The Shura Demon Sword in his body is also locked by nine shackles, but the Shura Demon Sword is tied by nine iron chains, and this spiritual iron is bound and imprisoned by these shackles.
These 'rusts' are like a formation that imprisons the spiritual iron.
So, it is necessary to use something like a formation to imprison the spiritual iron. What exactly is this spiritual iron?
What is the origin of this iron piece? Why did Xue Lao ignore him at all when he called him?
Looking at the spiritual iron imprisoned by the shackles in his hand, Mo Tian felt that this piece of iron was not that simple at all.
Thinking that the disciple had been snatched from a robber, Mo Tian felt something was wrong even more.
Why would such a thing appear on a robber? How could a robber like such a useless piece of iron?
The less he knew what the imprisoned spiritual iron was, the more curious Mo Tian became. He always felt that this piece of iron was not that simple, at least, he couldn't understand it now.
"Xue Lao? Is Mr. Xue here?" Mo Tian tentatively called Mr. Xue.
In any case, since you bought this thing yourself, you must understand its function.
This small piece of spiritual iron needs to be restrained by formation shackles, which makes Mo Tian want to know what is so special about this piece of iron.
"Mr. Xue, you asked me to buy this iron piece, and now you don't tell me what this iron piece is used for. What on earth are you doing..." Mo Tian couldn't help but shouted helplessly.
"Why are you so anxious? There is no need to know now. I bought this for you to use in the future. Just forget it if you don't need it, just in case." Elder Xue finally spoke up under Mo Tian's constant 'supervision'.