Hu Huahua resented, he really didn’t like to drink milk. When he was born, he had no choice but to drink it. Now, he must not drink even a drop of it!
He buried his face in the plate and pretended not to hear.
Hu Qing smiled, touched his face, and looked at Hu Zhuzhu. Hu Zhuzhu even buried half of himself so that he couldn't even see it.
He's still a child, he can't even speak. Think about how torturing human babies are. Isn't it just vomiting Dao Lei? It's just the nature of vomiting milk. Why should I care about a baby with a milk baby? Gee, that's stingy. How can I do that?
,intolerable.
Hu Qing persuaded herself to be generous, so she didn't mind when Hu Zhuzhu ate two and a half pigs by himself. It was a blessing to be able to eat.
There were two and a half heads left, Hu Huahua ate one and a half, and she ate one.
This amount of food always increases over time.
But in the past, they could do without eating. Now, they can do without eating for a month. Eating is more of a pleasure.
Clean it up and prepare it for hatching.
This set of animal encyclopedias is too much and too thick. Even with the use of spiritual consciousness, I am afraid it will not be able to chew it down in ten days and a half. She found the chapter on hatching. Fortunately, there is not one species and one hatching method. The hatching method is also simple. Set up a
Special Spirit Gathering Array, put the egg in it, and it will come out if you leave it there, otherwise you are a bad guy. If you want to improve the quality of the cub, you should find a way to provide it with nutrition, you can also use spirit stones, use spirit
You can plant it, or you can use the essence and blood of monsters. You can succeed by tossing it left and right without dying.
So rude.
Hu Qing wandered around the house and courtyard, and finally decided to set up the hatching formation at the ice lake. He made a nest with shuttle grass, stuffed three eggs into it, and used spiritual stones to set up the formation.
Three giant eggs lay quietly in the soft grass nest. I wonder how many will come out in the end. Will Hu Nuan be able to hatch when he comes back?
"Is this okay?" Hu Qing asked Huahua uncertainly. After all, she could raise flowers to raise her to death, and she could raise eggs——
"If it doesn't work, just try again." Hu Huahua said without caring.
Hu Qing went to the emerald bird. The birds were chirping crisply on the tall trees. People stood under the shade of the trees, listening to the birds singing and smelling the fragrance of the flowers. It would be even more beautiful to have a picnic with the children.
These trees haven't turned yellow yet, so they must be alive, right?
Hu Qing regretted: “It’s too inconvenient not to have a wood spirit root.”
Silk cloth mercilessly exposed her hypocrisy: "This has nothing to do with spiritual roots."
Hu Qing touched her nose and checked the boundary of her house. The Cui Ling Bird was a third-level monster. She didn't want others to know that there was a group of them in her yard, otherwise someone would definitely climb the wall.
Generally speaking, the smaller Dongfu houses in Baopingfang will basically open the barrier as long as there are people living in it, but it is not cost-effective to use the barrier in the big house. First, the house is too big, and the formation consumption is too large. Come on, the house
Who dares to mess with such a big person? He is a bastard who buys a mansion by himself. He buys a mansion without hiring any followers. Such a big barrier is open from morning to night.
money.
I don't know how many people had ideas about her, but the inner disciples of the Chaohua Sect came to visit her frequently, and in the end, those people didn't dare to really stretch out their claws.
Her daily life was as peaceful as water. A few days ago, Xun Rumei specially reminded her that no one from the nine major families had come to disturb her. Hu Qing would not have known the secrets here.
I have inherited the favor of Chaohua Zong, how can I repay this favor? Currently, the only thing I can do is refine weapons, but what I can refine is just a magic weapon, and even Chaohua Zong doesn't like it.
If one day I can refine a spiritual treasure, I will definitely send a batch to Chaohua Sect.
Yu Liuya: A batch? Haha, I would like to thank you first. By the way, your daughter also promised to ascend.
The weapon refining room was too small, so Hu Qing dealt with the wolf spiders in the open space behind the door. She planned to refine these wolf spiders into treasure clothes and protective gear, and use the wolf spiders' claws to make magical weapons such as flying claws and venom.
Make it into a concealed weapon with its chelicerae. In short, nothing will be wasted.
Spider silk is difficult to cut. The high-grade magic weapon in her hand cuts the head of a wolf spider like water, but the silk is sticky and drags. There is also a trick, using a few spiritual plants to make a potion and spray it on the spider silk. These spider silks
It can be turned into silk and let anyone do anything to it.
Hu Qing placed all the collected spider silk on the floor. She stood in the middle as if she were standing on a snow-white cloud. The potion fell like sweet rain. The snow-white spider silk slowly changed from strange shapes to soft and pliable, and finally spread like running water.
One place.
So beautiful.
She bent down to pick up a bunch, and the delicate and cool spider silk flowed down between her fingers. After thinking about it, she simply sat down cross-legged, released a ray of consciousness to grab the spider silk, grabbed a bunch, and coiled it while arranging it.
Shun. A bunch of spider silk is not as wide as a chopstick, but there are thousands of them in it. She sorts them out very patiently, without being arrogant or impetuous.
Silk cloth: Although there are always weird ideas, I have to say that these ideas are useful.
Hu Qing practices the Spring God Technique by arranging spider silk.
Hu Huahua was not idle. When she saw Hu Qing entering a state of selflessness, she first forced Hu Zhuzhu into a corner and punished her severely. Hu Zhuzhu lost half of his body hair and did not dare to say a word after being bullied.
Hu Huahua: "Don't bring those bad habits from outside into your home, or I will throw you out."
The tips of Hu Zhuzhu's short, fat wings pressed against the sparse hair, and she hummed like a little daughter-in-law.
Hu Huahua snorted and gave Hu Zhuzhu a follow-up look. Hu Zhuzhu followed unsteadily and followed Hu Huahua to the body and head of the wolf spider on the ground.
Hu Huahua put her little paws on the body of a wolf spider and gave Hu Zhuzhu a big brother look.
Hu Zhuzhu swayed forward, faced the incision, opened his small mouth, and a bolt of lightning struck in. In an instant, all the flesh and blood inside was burned away by the lightning, leaving it clean.
Hu Huahua nodded with satisfaction, it was not too useless.
The sun sets and the moon rises. The ground is covered with white silk. Hu Qing remains motionless. She can control three strands of consciousness at the same time to sort out the spider silk. When the moon disappears, another ray of consciousness is added. The sun is in the middle, and she
Two more strands were added. When the number reached ten, it seemed to have reached the upper limit.
Hu Qing frowned unconsciously and forcibly released the eleventh strand. The previous two strands were loosened, and the half-finished spider silk fell. She picked up the two strands again, and then controlled the eleventh strand. Once loosened,
Pick it up, loosen it, pick it up. I don’t know how many times I failed, but finally after one more failure, the eleventh ray of consciousness managed to get hold of it.
Next, control the eleven strands of spiritual consciousness until you are proficient, and decisively separate the twelfth strand.
This time, there were four strands of divine consciousness that fell. Hu Qing didn’t take it seriously and just picked it up after falling. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. There is no shortcut to cultivating spiritual consciousness. It can only rely on accumulation and diligent practice day after day.
When all the spider silk was cleaned up and not a single thread was left, it was reduced to an unbreakable limit - twenty strands.
This is more difficult than driving a high-speed train without collision with the divine sense, because the high-speed train with the divine sense only needs to be fast, accurate, and control the speed. Using the divine sense to neatly organize the spider silk has refined movements, which is equivalent to every strand of the divine sense being
One hand requires the dexterity of the fingers to organize the spider silk into a neat bundle without knotting or bunching it up again.
The difficulty is increased more than a little.
She felt that she had reached the sixth level of Spring God Art.
