Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 591 The Pit Brother ([-])

Killing Yu's family, killing all of them, and giving her little brother a hard blow - of course it's impossible.

Hu Qing is not such a restless person.

Back then in the mortal area, she would not care about the bad words that the neighbor woman scolded her in front of her, let alone get angry for others.

She is not someone who is obsessed with blue face.

In other words, she doesn't have that lust and ambition.

Hu Zhuo was not the cause of the fire, as soon as he heard that she wanted to inquire about the combat strength of the Yu family, he persuaded her without further ado.

"I didn't get hurt, but they were all injured. After all, our family made money, sister—don't be as knowledgeable as them."

The title of sister is too intimate, and I can't get used to it for a while.Well, he promises, tomorrow he will shout as smooth as molten iron.

Hu Qing said: "If you don't come to make amends, and if you don't come to question the teacher, it looks like you are planning something secretly. They may not dare to touch me, but you will be in danger. Don't go out, and practice hard. It just so happens that we will close the refiner next, and we will be busy for a while."

Hu Huahua: "Mom, what about me? I want three meals a day. This small request can be met, right?"

It must be possible, the requirements of such a big child, even the big one must be satisfied.

Coincidentally, Hu Zhuo's cooking skills are also good.I can do it myself if I can spare my hands, and let Hu Zhuo do it if I am too busy. I can't make Hu Huahua hungry when I get busy like before.

Thinking about it this way, Hu Zhuo's arrival was really timely.

Hu Qing said to Hu Huahua: "Today is too late, I will go shopping tomorrow. I guarantee you three meals a day."

Hu Zhuo couldn't understand Hu Huahua's words, and seeing Hu Qing discuss with him, he thought Hu Huahua was Hu Qing's spiritual pet.

And Hu Qing didn't think of explaining to Hu Zhuo, seeing that it was getting late, let Hu Zhuo go to rest early, and start working tomorrow.

She took out the Buddhist beads and checked Hu Nuan's homework.

"Baby, have you recited the Encyclopedia of Beasts? Did you recite the beginning? Recite it to your mother. Wait, what is this sound? It seems to be—"

Shui Xin quickly quit the group chat.Damn, it's dangerous.Why did he forget that the communication beads he practiced were in group chat mode?Although the third party cannot hear the two parties during the communication, if the third party intends to cut in, they can join in at the same time.

It's all because they didn't chat with Hu Nuan at the same time before, he forgot.

Hu Nuan's little cleverness immediately came to the rescue: "Master is talking outside, Mom, do you want to talk to my master?"

Hu Qing didn't think much about it: "It's so late, your master hasn't rested yet?"

Hu Nuan immediately cried and said, "It's not too late, it's early. Tonight, at midnight, we're going to the back mountain to catch bugs."

what?
"Elder Yao gave us a new class, learning Gu worms, the first class tonight."

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"Mom, I have a lot to learn."

Hu Qing coughed and coughed: "You are young and have a good brain, so you can benefit more from learning more. You are a cultivator, so you don't need to sleep every day. Come here while the ion time is still early, and memorize the Encyclopedia of Beasts."

Hu Nuan: "Mom, don't you love me? I knew it, you only love Huahua."

Hu Qing: "Well, I'll let Huahua memorize the Encyclopedia of Beasts too, do you feel better?"

Hu Nuan, who accidentally tricked his younger brother, was dumbfounded.

And Hu Huahua was beside Hu Qing, she was even more dumbfounded: What?How do I learn to control me?

He also has prayer beads and can chat in groups: "Sister, are you feeling better?"

Hu Nuan: ".Brother, dear brother, I will love you even more."

In short, it is impossible for children to escape the claws of learning.

Hu Nuan had no choice but to recite it. In fact, he just recited it according to his spiritual consciousness.

Hu Nuan felt amazing.Because of the other things she knows, like the snow storm, I can't find a word, but she can do it if she thinks about it.She doesn't know what her mother gave her, but all the words are clearly engraved in her mind.

Of course it's because she and Hu Qing are both strong in spirit and soul connection, and Hu Qing naturally has some experience in practicing the Spring God Art.

Hu Qing waited for her to recite a long paragraph without missing a word before discovering this. She couldn't erase the things in Hu Nuan's mind, and said: "Since there is this convenience, you can read it once a day, and when you read a few hundred If you read it over and over again, you will naturally memorize and understand it.”

After reading, Hu Nuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay mom. Mom, I'm getting ready. Mom, go to sleep."

The daughter was very obedient, so Hu Qing went offline.Who knows that Hu Nuan went to contact Shui Xin again.

"Uncle, I'm fine, let's continue to lecture."

This is the rebellious nature of children.What Hu Qing asked her to learn, she resisted three times, and Shui Xin secretly taught her, she learned it without hesitation.

If Hu Qing finds out in the future, he will definitely be pissed off.

The next day, Hu Qing called Hu Zhuo to his refining room: "My crafting is a wild way, so I can do whatever I want. Before I built the foundation, all the materials were smashed with a hammer. It came out. The method is stupid, but it works."

Hu Qing threw a large piece of ore into the stove and set it on fire. When it was red hot, it was clamped on the blacksmithing platform, and when the hammer head was lowered, sparks flew everywhere, and then thousands of trees sparkled.

The ore shrinks little by little, and the metal becomes more and more pure. Hu Qing, who wields the hammer, forgets himself, and Hu Zhuo, who observes and studies, also loses himself. Their eyes are full of fire and gold, until the metal is refined to the extreme and becomes pure. a bunch of.At this point, there is only one dough size.

Hu Qing held the metal dough in his hand through spiritual power and stretched it into a round shape: "I delivered the goods to Chao Huazong, all of which are high-grade magic weapons. The materials so far are only the first step. It needs to be further processed with spiritual consciousness. Refining. How about you, practice this step first. Bring your processed materials to me. After you build the foundation, you can proceed to the second step of deep refining."

The light in Hu Zhuo's eyes is astonishing. It turns out that only spiritual power and strength can achieve such perfection. He thought he did a good job, but compared with the Patriarch, his is too mottled, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

Hu Zhuo worked hard with an upward heart.

Hu Qing hugged Hu Huahua and went out to buy vegetables.

Hu Huahua yawned, Hu Qing was surprised: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Hu Huahua's small body froze, and Hu Qing gave a sound of grace alertly.

"I chatted with Hu Zhuzhu."

Hu Qing suddenly said: "Oh, Hu Zhuzhu also has Buddhist beads - what can he chat with you? He doesn't bother to open his mouth except to eat."

Hu Huahua hesitated for a while, but still confessed honestly: "He told me about Yun Jingtian."

Hu Qing was taken aback for a moment, turned Hu Huahua around, and held it up to her face, eye to eye: "Do you want to - go back to your hometown to visit relatives?"

Hu Huahua's big eyes didn't hide, he hesitated: "I don't have to go."

Hu Qing understood, and sneered: "It's Hu Zhuzhu who hooked up with you restlessly, right? When we met it in the tarantula lair, the little thing jumped on you without saying a word. No matter how you look at it, it looks like it came here specially for you Tell me honestly, what is the origin of Hu Zhuzhu, and what does it mean to you?"

Hu Huahua didn't know: "All monsters want to go to Yunjingtian. But I always feel that I can't go now. Hu Zhuzhu didn't force me to go, but reminded me that I must go in the future."

(End of this chapter)