Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 763 Xuanxue ([-])

Hu Qing caressed the flowerpot and the "plant", but not a single drop of her blood was gone, and the imprint of her spiritual consciousness was still there, that is to say—recognize the Lord, right?Do you recognize the Lord?

"Small-basin?"

The silk cloth fainted, such a good-looking appearance is only exchanged for a "small pot"?Hu Qing, do you have a heart?
"Hey, I'll clear the old account for you, are you my slave?"

A consciousness came from the basin: "Yeah."

Hu Qing scratched his head, feeling that the little thing was a little shy.

"Then—what is it?"

A stream of light drilled into Hu Qing's brain, and countless pictures flashed in her mind.

With a blue and white halo, there is a beautiful woman with plain hands, who took soil from the abyss, burned it with a quiet fire, and formed it into a urn shape.Irrigate with extremely secluded water, and the back is gone.

It seems that the beauty lost interest before it was finished and threw it aside!

Hu Qing was shocked: Is this a semi-finished product?
And the picture.

The semi-finished product is waiting in a dry place, the picture is bright and dark and then bright, I don't know how many years have passed.The small urn was pulled up, and now there was dark brown soil in its stomach.It didn't fall in from the surrounding soil, but grew out of itself.

Then there was another blurred figure, a taller figure than the previous beauty, although he couldn't see clearly, Hu Qing intuitively felt that this person was very beautiful, and his every move was full of coquettishness.

The figure flew to the top of the mountains, and the mountains at the foot were criss-crossing. In the vaguely glimpsed picture, Hu Qing was shocked by the land at the foot of the mountains. Such a magnificent and wild scene is not like Qi Yetian.

The golden veins were taken from the mountainside, planted in an urn, and cultivated with a secret method, a plant grew out, the whole body was white, and a faint colored halo flashed behind the white.

So... snow white is not her true color?
Moreover, what kind of planting method is this?Is the ore vein planted?I don't know what kind of ore it is, or is it not an ore but a dragon vein?

Phew, isn't this too ridiculous?
The more ridiculous is yet to come.

The plant grows into clusters of long strips of flower buds between the broad leaves.Those flower buds look delicate and bright, but they are actually firm and beautiful.Hu Qing watched helplessly as the flower buds grew longer and longer and longer and longer
This unscientific.

She raised her head and touched the jingling soul chain hanging on the bone fork, but now she was not sure that it was a soul chain.It turned out not to be refined, but grown out.What is planted is not a seed, but a golden vein.The soil is not the soil in the field, it is watered out.

She was in a trance, lost in spirit.What kind of ingenuity is this.

This is not unscientific, it also completely violates the common sense of the cultivation world!

Silk Bu jumped anxiously: "What do you know? Ah? What do you know?"

The little thing is quite wary, he can't see the message sent to Hu Qing's soul!

Do you understand Lao Tzu's position in this family?You latecomers don't know how to pay respects to the pier, be careful that I will put on small shoes for you!
Hu lightly rubbed her forehead, she had already watched all the pictures, and described it dryly with the silk cloth: "I think the place I saw is not like Qi Yetian, or even Xiaolijie, those landscapes are too— —It’s huge. The small urn has passed through many hands and spent many years alone, and it doesn’t know when it was born or in whose hands it was born.”

Silk cloth was silent, and said for a long time: "It is undoubtedly a good thing. It may be a wandering treasure. You are very lucky."

I'm really envious, so envious.

Hu Qing: "Tell me, what the hell is this?"

Silk cloth: "Didn't it tell you?"

"you know?"

"How would I know? Generally, the owner will know all the information about it after the device recognizes its owner."

Hu Qing: "...I don't know, and I don't think it knows, it's in a daze."

Silk cloth was taken aback: "Is there a weapon spirit?"

Hu lightly shook his head: "It doesn't look like it. It's very vague."

Silk cloth: "Such an ancient thing should exist. If it didn't exist at the beginning, it should be grown now, right?"

Hu Qing: "Who knows, I have seen its experience, and I can't analyze what it was made for. I always feel that the first one is for playing, and the second one is growing something powerful. The third one used it for other purposes, and there are all kinds of things behind it. The swallowtail and three-flower pattern on this chain came later, and it was used as a soul lock chain, which was wronged."

Hu lightly touched the flower pot: "I feel that the soul lock chain is not the real purpose of the small urn."

"Ask it."

"It doesn't know itself."

"."

Hu Qing said: "Maybe it's just a flower pot, and the materials are so complicated. Maybe it's some kind of rare treasure. Tell me, what kind of person can do that kind of material?"

The soil of the extreme abyss, the fire of the extreme darkness, the water of the extreme yin, and the gold of the extreme mountain.

Hu Qing hesitated, and expressed his thoughts: "Earth, fire, water, and gold, only wood is missing."

Silk Bu was stunned: "Five Elements? This is not surprising. All the refining tools and alchemy in the fairy world pay attention to the gathering of the Five Elements to help one of them."

Hu touched his chin lightly: "If you add Jimu, what will come out?"

do not know.Those who have handled it in the past probably don't know.

Silk cloth: "Put away, good things, put them in the bottom of the box."

Hu Qing immediately hugged the flowerpot in her arms, feeling happy, if it wasn't for the fact that her face was wrapped in gauze and the plant was too hard, she would have already stuck it.

"Yes, keep it, it will be my dowry for Nuan Bao from now on."

Silk cloth: "."

He reminded in a cold voice: "Go work hard, I can't hold it anymore."

Hu Qing let out a sound, and with a thought, she wanted to put the flower pot away. When a thought came, she was stunned, and then she was ecstatic.

"Really really?"

Silk cloth is inexplicable: "What's wrong? The dog gnawed on the bone?"

Hu Qing stared: "Our Xiaoxue has the ability to block the demonic energy!"

Silk cloth: What the hell is our Xiaoxue?

"Xuanxue. The name of our little one."

Judging by the black and white colors of the flower pots from the silk cloth, your level of naming is really only a little bit.

"Our Xiaoxue can separate the demonic energy and let me live comfortably. It's a luxurious big house." Hu Qing smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, as if he fell in love with another man's scum.

Scrapped silk cloth: "."

There was a clattering sound, and thirty-six chains passed through the bone pile. The big ball at the end of the chain was thrown up by the chain shaking, and it was quickly untied layer by layer.

Hu Qing's complexion changed, oops, I forgot there was something inside, what is it?
Staring closely through the white gauze, the chain became more and more untied. Two broken chains were entangled in the chain and dragged towards the flowerpot. Dye a layer of black.

Wow——the chain was completely untied, and quickly retracted between the leaves of the flowerpot. Before Hu Qing could see it clearly, a black glowing object swished away into the magic energy and could no longer be seen.

"What?" Hu Qing was dumbfounded, running so fast?Live?

The silk cloth lost interest, thinking it was something good: "A little devil."

monsters?

Is it worth it?
Hu Qing's light flickered for a moment, and the silk cloth lazily said: "It's okay, the status in the demon world is similar to that of Lingman in the monk world."

Hu Qing was stunned: "Magic man. It's very valuable. If you dare to run away, I will let you live."

If you can't chase after this ghostly place, just treat me as a beautiful person with a kind heart.

(End of this chapter)