Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 385 Spider Silk ([-])

Hu Huahua resents, milk, he really doesn't like to drink it, he had no choice but to drink it when he was born, now, absolutely don't drink another drop!
Bury your face in the plate and pretend you didn't hear.

Hu smiled lightly, touched his face, looked at Hu Zhuzhu, Hu Zhuzhu even buried himself half of his body and couldn't see.

I'm still a child, I can't even speak, think about how tortured human babies are, isn't it just vomiting Dao Lei, it's the nature of spitting milk, what do I care about with a milk doll, tsk, stingy.No need, no need.

Hu Qing persuaded herself to be generous, so she didn't mind if Hu Zhuzhu ate two and a half pigs by herself, it was a blessing to be able to eat.

There were two and a half heads left, Hu Huahua ate one and a half, and she ate one.

This appetite always increases with time.

But before, it was impossible not to eat. Now, they can do without food for a month. Eating is more of a kind of enjoyment.

Clean up and lightly prepare to hatch eggs.

This set of animal encyclopedias is really too much and too thick, even with divine sense, I am afraid it cannot be chewed down in ten days and a half months.She found the chapter on hatching. Fortunately, there is no one hatching method for one species. The hatching method is also simple. Set up a special gathering array, put the eggs in it, and it will come out if you leave it, otherwise you will be a bad egg.If you want to improve the quality of the cub, you have to find a way to nourish it. You can use spirit stones, spirit plants, or the blood essence of monsters.Toss left and right to succeed without dying.

So rude.

Hu Qing wandered around the courtyard, and finally decided to set the hatching formation at the ice lake.Shunzicao made a nest, stuffed three eggs into it, and set up a formation with spirit stones.

Three giant eggs lay quietly in the flexible grass nest, and I don't know how many will come out in the end.Can it hatch when Hu Nuan comes back?

"Is this okay?" Hu Qing asked Huahua uncertainly.After all, raising flowers can raise death, and raising eggs——

"If it doesn't work, I'll look for it again." Hu Huahua said indifferently.

Hu Qing went to the kingfisher, the tall trees were singing crisply, standing in the shade of the trees, listening to the birds singing and smelling the fragrance of the flowers, it would be even more beautiful to have a picnic with the children.

These trees haven't turned yellow yet, so they should be alive, right?
Hu Qing regretted: "It's too inconvenient to not have a wood spirit root."

Silk cloth mercilessly exposed her hypocrisy: "This has nothing to do with spiritual roots."

Hu rubbed her nose lightly and checked the barrier in her house. The emerald bird is a third-level monster. She didn't want others to know that there was a group of them in her yard, otherwise someone must have climbed the wall.

Speaking of which, as long as there are people living in the smaller Dongfu houses in Baopingfang, the barriers will be opened, but it is not worthwhile to use the barriers in the big houses.For one thing, the house is too big and the formation consumes too much.Come on, who would dare to provoke someone with a big house?Even Hu Qing, who is not stingy, buys a luxury house by himself, buys a luxury house and does not hire followers. Such a big enchantment is open from morning to night, and he does not know how rich he is.

I don't know how many people have tried her idea, but Chao Huazong's inner disciples came to the door frequently, and those people didn't dare to really stretch their claws in the end.

The daily life is as peaceful as water, and Xun Rumei specially reminded her a few days ago that no one from the Nine Great Families has come to disturb her, so Hu Qing will not be ignorant of the way here.

I have accepted Chaohuazong's favor, how can I repay this favor?The only thing I can get out of it is refining tools at present, and the ones that can be refined are only magical weapons, and Chao Huazong doesn't like it.

If one day, I can refine Lingbao, I will definitely send a batch to Chao Huazong.

Yu Liuya: A batch?Hehe, my suzerain thank you in advance.By the way, your daughter also promised to ascend.

The refining room was too small, so Hu Qing dealt with the tarantula in the open space behind the gate.She planned to refine these tarantulas into precious clothes and protective gear, the claws of the tarantulas into magical weapons such as flying claws, and the venom and fangs into hidden weapons.All in all, don't waste a bit.

The spider silk is difficult to cut. The top-grade magic weapon in her hand cuts the tarantula's head like running water, but the spider silk is sticky and dragging.There is also a trick, use a few spiritual plants to make a potion and spray it on the spider silk, and the spider silk can be turned into silk, which can be manipulated by others.

Hu Qing put all the collected spider silks on the floor, she stood in the middle like standing on the snow-white clouds, the potion was like rain, the snow-white spider silks gradually became soft and smooth from strange shapes, and finally spread like flowing water one place.

So beautiful.

She bent down to pick up a bunch, and the delicate and cool spider silk flowed down between her fingers. After thinking about it, she simply sat down cross-legged, released a ray of consciousness to grab the spider silk, grabbed a bunch, and twisted it while twisting it. Shun.A bundle of spider silk is not as wide as chopsticks, but there are thousands of them in it. She sorts it out patiently, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Silk cloth: Although there are always weird ideas, I have to say that these ideas are useful.

Hu Qing practiced the Spring God Art by arranging spider silk.

Hu Huahua was not idle, seeing Hu Qing entered the state of ecstasy, first forced Hu Zhuzhu to a corner, and cleaned up her severely, Hu Zhuzhu lost half of her body hair, and was bullied without daring to say a word.

Hu Huahua: "Don't bring those bad habits from outside into your home, or I'll throw you out."

Hu Zhuzhu's short and fat wings pressed down the sparse hair, and she hummed like a little daughter-in-law.

Hu Huahua snorted, and gave Hu Zhuzhu a follow-up look. Hu Zhuzhu followed Hu Huahua staggeringly, and followed Hu Huahua to the body and head of the tarantula all over the place.

Hu Huahua supported a tarantula body with her little paws, and gave Hu Zhuzhu a big brother look.

Hu Zhuzhu swayed forward, facing the incision, opened her small mouth, a bolt of lightning struck in, and instantly the flesh and debris inside was burned away by the lightning, leaving them clean.

Hu Huahua nodded in satisfaction, not too useless.

As the sun sets and the moon rises, the ground is filled with white silk, but Hu Qing remains motionless. She can already manipulate three wisps of consciousness at the same time to straighten the spider silk.When the moon disappears, another ray of consciousness will be added.With the sun in the middle, she added two more strands.When the number reaches ten, it seems to have reached the upper limit.

Hu Qing frowned subconsciously, and forcibly let out the eleventh strand, the two strands before were loosened, and half of the spider threads fell down.She held on to the two strands again, and then controlled the eleventh strand, once loosened, picked up, once loosened, picked up.I don't know how many times I failed, and finally when I failed one more time, the eleventh ray of spiritual consciousness barely got into my hands.

Next, control the eleven strands of spiritual consciousness to proficiency, and decisively separate the twelfth strand.

This time, there were four strands of consciousness that fell.Hu Qing didn't care, she dropped it and picked it up, the so-called practice makes perfect, there is no shortcut to cultivating spiritual consciousness, it can only rely on the accumulation and practice day after day.

When the spider threads all over the place were tidied up without leaving a single thread, Hu Qing reached the limit that he could not break through—twenty strands.

This is even more difficult than driving high-speed trains without colliding, because the high-speed trains only need to be fast, accurate, and control the speed.Using spiritual consciousness to tidy up the spider silk has refined movements, which is equivalent to that each strand of spiritual consciousness is a hand, and it needs the fingers to neatly organize the spider silk into a neat bundle, which cannot be knotted and then clumps together.

The difficulty has increased more than a little.

She felt that she had hit the sixth level of the Spring God Art.

(End of this chapter)