The two adults had a great meal, and with their bellies half full, Hu Qing asked Shui Xin: "How is your injury?"
Shui Xin was filled with yin and yang: "Thanks to you, I'm not dead yet."
Hu Qing pretended to be angry: "Why, I have to serve you every day and can't you live your own life? You are a monk, not a little princess."
Shui Xinxin said, "I won't pester you. What will you do if you find out that Hu Nuan is injured? Should you go crazy?"
He said: "You can't just leave for two months." Then he changed the subject: "I'm much better and can guide you in your cultivation. I just want to see what your problem is."
Hu Qing didn't want to go out again when she came back this time, so she started talking to him about the mine and the person who wanted to kill her.
Lamented: "The world of cultivation is really chaotic. Mortals don't kill people just because they want to. Moreover, no one cares if monks kill people."
It's not that no one cares about you, except your own sect and relatives. In the final analysis, it depends on your popularity and background.
Hu Qing said: "Why don't monks have a law? If there was a law, wouldn't everyone be more self-disciplined and able to concentrate on cultivation?"
Shui Xin had never touched on this issue, but he touched his chin and said, "The young monk is the one who delivers retribution to the monks. In that case, isn't the young monk the Dharma?"
Hu Qing was stunned, looked at him for a long time and smiled: "Yes, you are Fahai."
Fa Hai? What is this? Shui Xin narrowed his eyes, it was impossible for Hu Qing to say good things about him.
Then Hu Qing told him the story of Xu Xian's White Lady Xiaoqing and Fahai.
After hearing this, Shui Xin calmly said: "Oh, if I were Fahai, I would also prevent them from getting together. Fahai is kind-hearted. If I were to destroy the two snakes and return them to their original form, it would be out of compassion.
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Also use a pagoda to suppress it? The cost is too high.
Hu Qing was curious: "Why?" She didn't think Shui Xin was a harsh person.
Shui Xin said: "The laws of heaven and earth in the mortal world are fragile, and the living beings are weak. Once something goes against the laws, it will easily lead to disasters in the world. At that time, countless people will be killed and injured, and they are not mortals? How innocent are they? If it were you, you would fulfill the two goals.
Should the love of two people be together or protect all living beings?"
Hu Qing opened her mouth wide, and there was such a truth. It turned out to be what Fahai said about human beings and monsters, who were on a different path and were treasonous.
Shui Xin added: "In the future, if you have the opportunity, you can go and see the mixed-race children born from the three tribes and see what they are like."
Hu Qing closed her mouth and was silent for a while, probably because her genes were unstable...
Just listen to Shui Xin murmuring: "Fahai, Fahai, this name is interesting, otherwise, I would call it this name."
Hu Qing's eyes widened: "Don't scream, Fa Hai is in our place and everyone is shouting to beat him."
Shui Xin said: "What a great reputation."
Hu Qing was speechless. Sure enough, the monk liked the monk.
On the second day, Shui Xin called Hu Qing to get up early, but Hu Qing opened the door and hit him with a hammer.
"I want to sleep. If you dare to disturb me, I will kill you." Hu Qing had dark circles under his eyes.
Shui Xin looked at her like a lunatic: "Are you restless? The young monk will chant sutras for you."
Hu Qing is impatient and chants sutras? Even if you die, it won't be your turn.
Bangdang closed the door and muttered: "What kind of nightmare did I have? Why can't I remember? What did I dream about?"
Shui Xin heard it, looked at the location of her room, ran to the mezzanine above, and silently chanted sutras to those below.
Hu Qing went back to bed and had a dreamless sleep. When she woke up, she felt much better.
He went down and made some small wontons to eat. The fillings were plain. Huahua tried to hide the dough while Hu Qing stared at them and swallowed them one by one.
Shui Xin couldn't help but said: "He is a monster, a non-vegetarian kind."
Hu Qing didn't even look at him: "Nonsense, my Huahua is great at eating fruits and vegetables, and she's never picky about food."
Hu Huahua: I’m not a picky eater, can I reward you with a meal of meat without vegetables?
"By the way, do you know how my Huahua should practice?" Hu Qing suddenly realized that Hu Huahua is already over a year old and is not young anymore, so it's time for him to practice.
Shui Xin said: "Your Huahua is so powerful and can eat fruits and vegetables, so she can definitely practice on her own."
Seeing Hu Qing glare at him, he had no choice but to say: "I'm serious, the cultivation methods of monsters are in the blood, and you don't need to teach them."
"Of course I know this. People are born with the ability to eat and walk, but some people just eat better than others and walk more steadily than others." Hu Qing gestured and looked at Shui Xin meaningfully.
Shui Xin: "I don't have the method of cultivating monsters, but I do have the method of controlling beasts. Do you want to learn it?"
The one who controls beasts? Hu Qing got it from the senior brothers and sisters of Qingyang Sect, and after learning it, he was actually a little attracted to it. It could be a spiritual pet or a fighting partner - of course, it couldn't be Hu Huahua.
Shui Xin lowered his head and squinted at Hu Huahua: "You try him, there's no chance he will be willing."
Hu Qing was furious: "Have you ever seen my mother's contracted son? Why didn't Buddha accept you because you were making trouble every day?"
Shui Xin shrugged: "There's nothing else." After a pause: "If you really do him good, it's better to let him go. He's still young and others can't see it now. But when he gets older, you won't be able to keep him."
Hu Qing was stunned: "Do you know what he is?"
Hu Huahua crawled into Hu Qing's arms, holding her tightly with her four paws, turning her head and baring her teeth at Shui fiercely.
"I don't know, but his bloodline is not low."
Hu Qing raised Hu Huahua in front of his eyes. He didn't think that his silly Hu Huahua could be some kind of mythical beast.
"Lion? Tiger? Leopard? Is it really a dog?"
She said to Shui Xin: "I heard that there is a pill called the Transformation Pill. You can get me one."
Shui Xin's face was expressionless: "You are the lion, right? The lion's mouth is wide open."
Hu Qing said: "It's okay if there are other pills that can make Huahua talk. She's over a year old and should be able to speak."
Shui Xin: "..." He said, "Come and refine the weapon. Let me see what's going on with you first."
The two went to the refining room. Hu Qing gathered all the ores, arranged them from low to high, and took out the white kiss.
Shui Xin was surprised: "You practiced it."
A white kiss is soft enough to wrap around your wrist, but strong enough to break rocks.
He took it and looked at it: "I have drank blood."
A slightly invisible frown can kill people from birth, and it can be classified as a murder weapon.
Hu Qing: "Yes, I have killed someone and penetrated the head. Oh, you want to say that the first kill can be a definite product, right? No, my white kiss is a growth weapon."
It can still be advanced. Shui Xin was even more surprised. Hu Qing's talent is weapon refining?
Hu Qing took out the refining furnace and found an egg to stuff into it out of habit. His heart twitched when he saw it: "Do you have to add it?"
Hu Qing ignored him and began to add ore, and the ground fire was turned to maximum.
Shui Xin was in disbelief: "You don't have to control the quantity and proportion?"
Only then did Hu Qing realize that the weapon-refining encyclopedia Juanbu gave her was different from the weapon-refining information she had seen here. It felt like there was a huge difference between a master kneading clay and a primary school student doing questions.
"I didn't have anyone to guide me, so I just figured it out on my own. I originally lacked materials. At first, I just fused and purified them. If I made the wrong mistakes, I would become a weapon. If the materials are not suitable, they won't be fused together. If I can't make a weapon, it will be fusion."
That’s not right.”
Shui Xin could only admire these remarks: "You didn't torture yourself to death. It's really a blessing from God to live a good life."
