Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 712 Fire Poison ([-])

Hu Qing hugged her head on the ground and curled up like a shrimp, and it took a long time for Hu Qing to recover.

Sitting up, Hu Huahua and Hu Zhuzhu had collected the scattered materials and looked at her worriedly.

"Mom, is there a scary monster down there?"

Hu Qing shook his head: "I don't know. This fire is very sensible. Its temperature is terrifying, but it didn't dry out the surrounding area. Looking at the situation here, I'm afraid this strand is just a fur. My spiritual sense can't bear the next one - the energy density ?”

Hu Huahua: "What is the energy density?"

Hu Qing: "It's the skill of this fire. I can't resist it."

Hu Huahua thought for a while, and remembered this word: "My energy density is not good, I dare not even look inside."

Hu lightly smiled and rubbed his head, then touched his own head, um, a piece was bald by Huoliao.

Hu Huahua's eyes rolled: "Hu Zhuzhu, you go down."

Hu Zhuzhu was startled: "What did you say?"

Do you have to sacrifice your partner to please your human mother?
"You are the Thunder Element, Thunder is not afraid of fire."

"So, I take the initiative to roast myself and serve it to you?" Hu Zhuzhu said with a blank expression.

Fire has to be divided into different types of fire. He should be afraid of such a domineering fire.

"Let the fire spirit go wild."

Huo Ling's furious beard trembled into an afterimage: I just had the word "fire" on it, if Hu Qing didn't need it, I wouldn't have come to this hellish place, I'm afraid too.

Hu Qing: "Okay, okay, I don't need you, go and play."

He took out a basket of fruits, big ones, small ones, red ones, yellow ones, green ones, and blue ones: "Eat more fruits for better skin, Hu Zhuzhu, eat more."

Hu Zhuzhu was stunned, looked at Hu Huahua's smooth hair, then at Huo Lingman's emerald color that dripped water, and finally looked down at herself.
So he eats less fruit to get less luster?
"You are a fire spirit and you are all green, tsk."

Huo Ling is savage, he looks ugly and blames others for being too good?All spirits are green, God decides, you have an opinion.

Hu Qing ignored the quarrel between the three little ones, she gathered the materials on the ground, selected a few that were easy to refine, and directly placed them on the top of the flame under the control of her divine sense.

Silk cloth: "What good ideas do you have?"

"What a good idea? The refining furnace can't stand the fire, so what else can I use besides divine sense?"

Hu Qing murmured: "Anyway, the spiritual sense is mine, and it is easier to use than the refining furnace."

The silk cloth is speechless, you only use a few catties and a few taels to directly use your spiritual consciousness as a furnace, well, you can do it like this if you like, this is also very good, and you can also exercise your spiritual consciousness.

The peripheral temperature of the flame is high, but it doesn't do much damage to the spiritual consciousness. Hu Qing didn't have the idea that the monk's spiritual consciousness should be carefully cared for, so he poured out and burned it without hesitation.Her general idea is that spiritual consciousness is just like strength. The more you use it, the more you will be born. This is what the Spring God Art means.

That's what I mean!must be!
Hu Qing decided in this way that he was refining the materials meticulously. The materials were melted into liquid by high temperature, and the impurities were burned into green smoke and dissipated, turning into balls of pure liquid balls, which were wrapped and suspended around the flame by divine consciousness. From a distance, they looked like The small oranges on the tree are really beautiful.

The number of small oranges ranged from three to five to a dozen to dozens, and the number has already exceeded a hundred, and Hu Qing is still refining and extracting them.

Silk Cloth counted the types of materials, and she had no idea what she was going to refine, but at present, these materials were all gold-type.

"Fortunately, you have practiced multitasking with your spiritual consciousness before." Silk Bu said.

Hu Qing hummed, and didn't care: "It's okay, it doesn't count as multitasking. As long as I stabilize, the consciousness is like a universal material, and it can be made into any shape at will. In fact, it is best to maintain this state of being sealed and static. It’s like putting things on a shelf, which is very worry-free.”

Staring at the bright light source for a long time, Hu Qing felt a little tired. She closed her eyes and pinched the base of her nose, then opened her eyes and blinked vigorously a few times.

"I think that spiritual consciousness is more useful than spiritual power, and it should be more widely used. The Spring God Jue you gave me is a practice and technique for cultivating the soul. I think you should have something about other uses of spiritual consciousness. , except for fighting."

Silk cloth's eyelids twitched: "You are only a fan article, and you want something else after you haven't studied it thoroughly? You are too greedy."

Hu Qing: "I just want to make my daily life more convenient."

Silk Bu let out a snort: "No matter how useful the soul and consciousness are, they can't conjure up spirit stone resources for you out of thin air."

Hu sighed lightly: "This is true, but it's not magic."

"What? What what?" Silk cloth didn't understand: "Magic? The spells of the demons are not capable of this."

Hu Qing: "What I said is not the same thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Ahem, there is a kind of magic that can conjure whatever you want. For example, if I want a big meal, I can say a spell, Bingling Bingling, and a delicious meal will be placed in front of me."

Silk Bu was speechless for a long time: ". Are you out of your mind?"

Hu Qing: "."

Can't communicate.

Silk cloth said: "It doesn't matter if you think wildly, don't make Hu Nuan bad. She is different from you. You are alone and free. She is a disciple of a great sect. If you talk too much, you will be rejected by everyone."

Hu Qing sighed in his heart that no one understands me, and said: "You are right, I only think about beautiful things."

Isn't silk cloth a beautiful thing? Could it be that Feisheng only needs to recite a mantra?The world is going to be in chaos.

After extracting all the gold-type materials, Hu Qing took out the spirit stones to absorb, and the middle-grade spirit stones were consumed at a rate of one piece per minute, and a small pile piled up beside Hu Qing after a while.

Hu Huahua saw that something was wrong, and ran over: "Mom?"

Hu lightly pressed his head: "This fire is too overbearing, my mother accidentally sucked some fire poison in, it's okay, just pull it out."

No wonder the ground fire is everywhere and no monks use it casually. In fact, there are too many impurities in the fire, which is not worthwhile.

Silk cloth: "Eat a ditch to gain wisdom, ground fire is also divided into grades, not only the size of the fire, but the most important thing is the quality. Why does everyone want spiritual fire? Because spiritual fire has no impurities, and there is no danger of going crazy when fused. "

Hu Qing: "I've learned the lesson, I've learned the lesson."

Complementing her energy, Hu Qing began to fuse materials for shaping. These are all rehearsed in her heart and are not complicated. She just needs to remove the impurities brought in by the ground fire at any time, and finally got a huge golden refining furnace.

With a round belly and three legs, except for the arrogant color, the whole body is unpretentious without a trace of pattern.

Nothing special to speak of.

San Xiaozhi was dumbfounded, he just got this after traveling all the way?

Hu lightly smiled: "It's just a rough embryo, I'll carve the pattern later."

The artifacts and formations inside can be completed after going back.This fire is too poisonous, she can't last long.

A rough embryo is considered a satisfactory completion.

Next, Hu took the materials lightly, refining fire, earth, wood, water, the rough embryos of the four furnaces.

The style is exactly the same as the gold one, only the color is different.

The silk cloth can't see where it can form a formation.

But Hu Qing's internal fire and poison had accumulated to a critical point, and he couldn't stay here any longer.

She cut a large piece of metal around and filled it in, and the ground fire roasted it to block the opening. Hu Qing checked that there were no traces left, and left the fire with a few small ones.

(End of this chapter)