I am rich in the fairy world

After giving many instructions, Hu Qing stood in the sky not far from the teleportation array, stepping on the rain clouds and looking up at the sky and earth.

Su Shan was hiding from the rain under a high eaves in the city built around the teleportation array. His intuition told him that Hu Qing was doing something that could not be disturbed at this time.

In fact, Hu Qing was communicating with the Heavenly Dao of Xiaoli Realm.

At the beginning, she and Shui Xin killed the immortals who had bad intentions towards Xiao Li Jie. Xiao Li Jie gave them more in return, and Shui Xin even said something sour about it. Xiao Li Jie's preference probably originated from her discovery of the underground palace of the ancient cemetery, and she united the three tribes to break the dusty secrets, survive the final heavenly punishment, and help Xiao Li Jie return to the fairyland.

Perhaps the heavens of Xiaolijie arranged for many people to fall into the ancient cemetery and gave many people the opportunity to decipher the secrets, but in the end, only she managed to get out alive and complete the task. Then, being favored is reasonable.

Hu Qing felt a secret joy in her heart, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile. She opened one hand, and the wind that passed through her fingers came back again, and the invisible force interacted with her.

"Is there anything I can do?" Hu Qing directly used the power of the Emperor's Seal to communicate with the Heavenly Dao of this world.

A reply from somewhere: Everything is fine.

Hu Qing: "Are there any hidden dangers that could shake the foundation?"

Reply: No.

Hu Qing was relieved as he knew that nothing serious would happen to Hu Nuan and the others.

"Do we have the Immortal Emperor Seal?"

Reply: No.

'.You really didn't hide anything from me.'

A gust of wind blew by, dispersing the rain clouds and blowing across her cheeks, making her feel very cool.

Hu Qing waved and Su Shan went back to Wudingjie with her. She was very happy: "Everything is fine at home."

Su Shan: "You treat Xiao Lijie very differently."

"Of course it's different. Xiaolijie is where my heart is at peace."

In Xiaolijie, she finally had her own home. At first, she had Hu Nuan, someone who loved and cared for each other, and her heart was at peace. Later, she had a place to stay, and the mother and daughter finally had their own home. Then, slowly, they had Hu Huahua Silk Cloth, and friends, and their life was getting better and better.

Su Shan asked: "What about the Cunzhong Realm? What about the Shuangyang Sect?"

Hu smiled and said, "It's home, it's a place to nourish the heart."

The love and care of the people of Shuangyang Sect made up for the loss in her heart. The scars that she once thought would never be healed have become pale memories that are worth mentioning. They are displayed, but not forgotten. Like a sharp awl turning into paper ash, if one day it is gone without being cared for, it will be gone.

Su Shan asked again: "What about me?"

Hu Qing laughed and held his hand: "He is the one who makes your heart blossom."

Su Shan's eyes curved: "Well, I am blooming too. I am so happy that I am blooming."

The two of them went to the underground of Wu Ding Realm hand in hand. As soon as they went down, there was a loud bang. Six sparks burst into a big ball, squeezing Hu Qing in the middle and pushing Su Shan away.

The six spiritual fires vie to express: We miss you so much, so much, so much...

Hu Qing was squeezed by them and laughed out loud. After a long time, they didn't let go. Then nine tails grew out from behind him. The tip of one tail wrapped around a spiritual fire and pulled it open.

As soon as the aura of the strange fire came out, the spiritual fires were stunned and obediently allowed themselves to be rolled up. They were confused: Where did this thing come from?
The three empty tails bent in front of Hu Qing's face, wagging upwards, then shaking downwards: Why don't I have any? Hu Qing smiled and pushed the tails away: "If I encounter a spiritual fire again one day, I will collect them and play with you guys."

Su Shan followed behind with a smile, and when he got to the underground, he saw Hu Qing jumping into the molten lava and playing with the spiritual fire. He stopped at the palace made of special materials along the wall of the high platform above. After Hu Qing left last time, he often came here to miss her, and slowly built a small palace, and finally waited for her to come back.

Linghuo took Hu Qing to look at their small garden. Nearly a thousand years had passed, and this underground world was growing lush greenery, floating in the sea of ​​​​fiery red lava, strange and fantastic.

Hu Qing knew at a glance that such an environment could grow green, all because of the favor of heaven. Wu Dingjie was resurrected, and the spirit fire also saved the world, and received rewards from heaven. They already had simple thinking, opened their spiritual wisdom, and sooner or later, they would become powerful elves.

Moreover, they do not require adventures or tribulations to be overcome, only patient accumulation.

To be honest, she had only seen Qingguang among the Five Elements Spirits, and it seemed that she had never seen his true strength. After Yao Cenzi accepted Qingguang, because he did not need to teach him how to practice, everyone taught Qingguang some worldly things, learning the wisdom and emotions of flesh and blood creatures, not asking him to work hard but only asking him to grow his brain. If her own little spirit fires fought against Qingguang - well, she would try again later.

Hu Qing picked up the scarlet spiritual fire, and the other spiritual fires also shrank and went into her arms. Hu Qing couldn't hold them with both hands, so she held them tightly and swam on her back in the magma.

"Would you guys go home and play, or should I call them over to play with you?"

The spirits did not follow Hu Nuan to Xiaolijie, but stayed at the Cunzhongjie caravan. They knew clearly that they were Hu Qing's loyal followers and had to work for her. The caravan was the key to her future development of both sides' power, so they could not let others reap the benefits.

Therefore, weapon spirits have the highest loyalty, because they are bound by the laws of heaven and earth, and the immortals and demons trust weapon spirits the most unconditionally. Sometimes, even if they don't trust themselves, they still have to trust weapon spirits.

The spiritual fire said that they wanted to go home and missed home so much, so Hu Qing collected them into the space.

As soon as they entered the space, the Ice Demon pointed his finger, and the six spiritual fires were frightened and froze in mid-air.

Oh my god, when did someone who is not welcome move into my house again? What is this? It's cold and icy.

Cold and cold?!
In an instant the spiritual fires came alive, burning him, burning him, making him hot!

The Ice Demon wanted to scare the little creatures, but who knew that these little spirit fires would only scare him for a moment and then pounce on him, his head, his stomach, his legs, and burn him, burning him with flames, over and over again. There was no malice. But - I felt like I was being played.

The Ice Demon didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What kind of people were these that Hu Qing raised? They all seemed to be very stupid.

Jin Aoao ran over with the stone spirit, and seeing this, he jumped over with a cry: "Xiao Huohuo, you are finally back! I missed you so much!"

There was another round of hugging and kissing, as if they hadn't seen each other for several lifetimes.

Even the fertile soil and the thick earth came to join in the fun. Many mud men emerged from the ground, opened their arms and embraced them. It didn't take long for them to roll everyone into a big mud ball, which rolled back and forth in the space, making lots of overlapping "laughing" sounds.

It was so lively that the fish that had been hiding in the water all year round came up to the surface and sprayed water at the big mud ball so that it could be covered with more mud and become bigger.

Old Ginseng smiled and saw the mountain of mud coming towards him, so he quickly shouted at it and asked it to go for fun.

The space is as lively as the New Year. It would definitely be even more lively if the spirits of the instruments were also there.

Hu Qing was watching from outside, feeling relaxed and happy. Suddenly, he felt something strange, a little bit of energy returned to his body and merged with his soul. He closed his eyes and felt it, and was slightly surprised. It turned out to be the firefly that had split its soul and left.

Back then, she brought fireflies to the Western Chu Realm to collect energy, but later the fireflies stayed in the Wuding Realm and were not taken back. It was useless for her to bring them with her, so she thought that since the Immortal Emperor Seal could collect energy from a distance, it would be better to let the fireflies float by themselves, which would be more or less an income.

Now they took the initiative to return because Wu Ding Realm had developed on the right track and no longer needed her to take in the breath of life from the outside. In addition, there was probably another reason - the Hunyuan Daoyi she practiced really did not support her splitting herself.

This is good, because she doesn't want to create another self. She feels that if she does that, she will die in her own hands.

How unfair. (End of this chapter)