Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 493 Spirit Treasure Tribulation ([-])

Hu Qing was silent: "What about the egg?"

Silk cloth: "Don't worry about other people's affairs, you should look at yourself first."

Hu Qing was startled: "What's wrong with me? I'm fine."

Silk cloth hehe: "Look at your forehead."

Hu Qing was shocked, quickly took out a mirror, took a picture, and almost scolded her.

I saw a strange rune floating in the middle of her forehead, with the color of dark gold and emerald flowing on the rune.

"What the hell is this? Don't say you haven't seen it either."

"I happen to know it now. This is a contract. If the egg is alive, you will live. If the egg is dead, you will die."

Hu Qing's face darkened, and he almost threw the mirror out: "How can I help it too!"

En will revenge.

Silk cloth: "It's also for children."

"Hey, I'm still a child!"

Silk cloth: "."

When she was overwhelmed, Silk Bu said, "You are not without benefits."

Hu lightly hummed.

Silk cloth: "Have you been seen through by it? In the space it creates, all your experiences have been seen through by it, right?"

Slightly sour, he can't even see through Hu Qing.

Hu lightly surprised.

Silk cloth: "If my guess is right, it will be like a blind cat meeting a dead mouse when it meets you. Use your last strength to escape the surveillance of Heaven for a while, see through your life, and feel that you can be entrusted to you. But you are still worried, so here you go Made a contract with the egg."

Hu Qing: "Master and servant?"

Silk cloth: "Hehe."

Hu Qing's heart trembled: "I am a servant?"

Silk cloth: "Not at all. It should be an equal contract of life and death."

Hu Qing was anxious: "Am I rare?"

Silk cloth: "So, it gives you the ability not to be seen through by others."

Hu Qing stopped talking.It's a bad feeling to be forced to reminisce about your life.

Sighing: "Do you want me to take care of this egg for the rest of my life?"

Silk cloth: "Generally speaking, there should be a time limit. Its final power is limited, and it cannot be restricted too much."

Hu Qing sighed again: "She must be a great mother."

Silk cloth: "Maybe, most of the eggs are hatched by the father."

Hu Qing: "."

At this time, Silk Bu reminded her coldly: "Don't think about other people's affairs, your thunder tribulation is coming."

Hu Qing frowned: "My Golden Elixir Tribulation has passed."

"Hehe, yes, your Spirit Treasure Tribulation is coming."

Hu Qingmeng raised her head, only to see that the sky that was about to clear just now was covered with dark clouds again.

It's over.

Running, there is no point, here is the basin, there is nowhere to stop.

Hu Qing had to stop, and touched all the things in the space. The thunderbolts he had prepared had been blown up long ago, and they were of no use at all.The spirit stones are all white, which makes me mad.

Yes, Lingshi, she still has Lingshi.

The dark brown color of Lei Mu has faded at this time, because there is always an electric current flowing, and it is not yet visible how it changes at this time. Hu Qing has been connected with his soul all the time, and only feels that Lei Mu has grown spiritually after experiencing the thunderstorm. The pleasant smell that belongs to it.

Still happy, I don't know if Lingbao can survive the thunderstorm.

Other materials have already been fused into the dragon body, and Lei Jin and other things have been absorbed by it.

This is different from Hu Qing's original idea.

What she wanted was an axe, an axe, with an axe and a handle.The hill-like material is collected to condense a powerful ax that can shake mountains when released, and the dragon-like thunder wood is of course the handle.

How many times has she had fantasies, when the axe is released, ghosts and gods cry together, the blade must be as bright as lightning, and it is impossible to open it in the hand, and throw it out to split the sky and the earth.

In any case, an edge must have an edge.

But now?

I have deduced it countless times in my mind, but I never expected that Lei Mu would use the melted material as a balm to rub all over his body.

After accumulating in her dantian for so long, drinking so much of her blood, and eating so much of her soul power, in the end, she didn't have any connection with her.

Hu Qing faintly felt that this number one spirit treasure of hers might not be a reckless man.

Silk cloth: just right for you.

It's just that an excellent craftsman must respect her own ideas, what else can she do after she has made such a fuss?Well, she doesn't have the ability to restore the original state and turn things around.

Hu Qing released a pile of spirit stones, sat down on it, frantically absorbed the spirit power, and then sent the spirit power into the thunder wood.

When a spirit treasure is born, it is bound to be robbed by thunder.This is the time to test the refiner.Although Lei Jie had hacked the Lingbao, but if it was smashed, it would mean that all efforts were in vain.So this thunder tribulation needs to be blocked by the refiner together.A craftsman with insufficient skill can only end up with destroyed weapons, or even die.Those with profound skills can improve the quality of Lingbao again.Oh, and there is another uncommon situation where Lingbao ran away by himself, or was snatched by someone who discovered the vision.

No one came here, so it shouldn't be robbed.And Lei Mu and the main material have been stored for so long, and she has fed so much painstaking effort and soul power, it is impossible to run away if they are closely connected.

As long as you survive the thunderstorm in front of you, your trip will be a complete success.

A bolt of lightning strikes, and the electric current in Hu Qing's body rushes wildly, destroying wantonly.

Why didn't her own Thunder Tribulation strike so hard?
Silk cloth: "It only means that your status among monks is not as good as this guy's status among weapons."

Hu Qing: It makes sense.

She is a Golden Core cultivator, and her skill is not comparable to before. The power of thunder enters her body again, and she does not rush to get rid of it. They attack blocked acupuncture points and meridians.

For a while, it felt like a ton of rattan pepper mixed with mustard and chili water was stuffed in my body, tears and snot flowed down my nose, and I even kept sneezing.

No image at all.

Hu Qing sucked and shivered non-stop, insisting on absorbing spiritual power and sending it to Lei Mu, while accepting the thunder force transferred from Lei Mu to quench his body.

The eggs on the top of the head flicker, the light in the purple area is strong, and the light in the yellow area is weak, like a fascinated lamp.

Hu Huahua said, "Mom, I'll come out and give you a roof."

Although he is afraid, but for his mother, he can be brave.

Hu Qing wiped his nose with the back of his hand: "No need." Let him rest assured: "In the future, you will also have thunder disasters, and there will be no shortage of your share."

Hu Huahua: I don't want to grow up.

Feeling that the spiritual power of the spirit stone under her butt was insufficient, Hu Qing had a thought, and released it again with a splash.

Three times and three times, three times, three times, the thunder from the sky struck, and heavy rain fell from the clouds, drifting heavy rain.

Hu Qing was drenched in water alone.

That's right, alone.

Because once the tribulation was over, Lei Mu entered her dantian as if falling into a deep sleep.

And Hu Qing had nowhere to go, so he had to sit in the powder that the spiritual power was drained from the spiritual stone and poured heavy rain on his body.

According to common sense, after a monk survives the thunder disaster, the aura of the weather will turn into rain and fall, which will reshape the monk's body and increase his spiritual power.

Hu Qing didn't catch up with what happened before, and she didn't think of it when she was in a hurry.Unexpectedly, Lingbao's catastrophe had happened, so he made up for it.

The wandering heavy rain, of course, can't be all transformed by aura, only the small area where she is.

It was the first time for Hu Qing to enjoy the spiritual power pouring from the air into the pores and openings, and he couldn't extricate himself for a while.

(End of this chapter)