The spiritual fire is real, and so is using Hu Qing as a pot lid.
She accepted her fate and was pushed on her head by Shui Xin. She made a burial posture and breathed out.
Shui Xin: "Don't let go of your spiritual power, don't let your spiritual consciousness go. I have everything, so just think of me taking you out for a walk."
Hu Qing kicked his feet and took a walk. Where should I go?
The center of the water pressed against her, and the two of them hid their figures, approaching their target like a ball of air.
Only then did Hu Qing know the identities of the two groups.
The person Shui Xin was chasing was an evil cultivator named Xiang E. The name had a backstory.
"He pretended to be a nice guy and said he only killed evil people. He did kill a lot of evil people and gained a good reputation. Later it was revealed that he killed people for—what do you think he did for killing people?"
Hu Qing said without hesitation: "Take the wealth."
Shui Xin chuckled: "Eat the heart."
What what what what?
"Eating people's hearts."
Hu Qing took a breath of air: "Isn't this a demon?"
Shui Xin: "He still cultivates spiritual power, so he is evil. But it is easy to become a demon through evil cultivation."
Hu Qing: "Is he a hobby or does he need to eat people's hearts to practice?"
Shui Xin: "Who knew at first? Anyway, now I have both."
Hu Qing: "Ogre, kill me quickly."
Shui Xin: "Don't you want to hear about the good things he has done?"
It's a good thing, it's not an ambiguity.
Hu Qing shook his head repeatedly: "No matter what good deeds he has done, he is a hunter who treats people as prey. Do you want to raise a hunter in the prey group?"
She puzzled: "Why didn't he just become a demon? Qiye Tian is a world of righteousness after all, and there are not many places where evil cultivators can move freely."
Shui Xin: "Go to Huan Mo Tian? Demons are not human beings, and the competition among demon cultivators is even more cruel. He can easily catch people to eat here, but it is not so easy in Huan Mo Tian."
Tsk tsk, pick a soft persimmon and pinch it.
"The people who are with Xiang Ai are from Shura Hall."
Shura Palace, when you hear this name, you will be a villain.
"The other group looking for the spiritual fire is the people from the Qi Sect."
Qi Men, as the name suggests, all members make weapons.
Qiyetian has a weapon sect and an alchemy sect. These two sects belong to high-precision professions and are favored by all sects. Except for their own sect, they are not very interested in the world of power outside, so they are not included in the sect rankings. However, their status is transcendent.
As soon as Hu Qing heard that he was from the Qi Sect, he immediately lost his confidence and no longer even thought about picking up the leaks.
Playing with fire, people are professionals.
Forget it, just think of yourself as visiting here.
Feeling her frustration, Shui Xin comforted her: "Maybe the spirit fire will follow you."
Hu Qinghehe: "I'm not that narcissistic."
Shui Xin: "Have confidence in yourself, you are better than you think."
Hu Qing: "You are so good at brainwashing, why don't you turn those evil people into good people?"
Shui Xin: "I gave them a chance. As long as they resist their karma and repay their bad karma, I welcome them to join the big Buddhist family."
It's a pity that all of them only had the courage to commit crimes and did not have the body to bear the consequences. They were all destroyed in the retribution.
The meaning of this statement is that the crime is serious and there is no discussion except the death penalty.
They first went to the Qimen side and took a peek from a hundred meters away.
Hu Qing was finally put down, side by side with Shui Xin, looking at the people in the distance.
"Look, those big arms, those muscles, those bones - they are worthy of being from the iron-making family. At first glance, they look like they are so powerful that even with a fist, the iron is soft." Hu Qing's eyes were filled with stars: "I don't know how they did it.
There should be a lot of good fire in the iron door. Once the high-grade material is burned, bang bang bang, it will be so fun to smash it."
Shui Xin couldn't understand Hu Qing's happiness in swinging iron, just like Hu Qing couldn't understand his happiness in chanting sutras.
"The distance is almost there, let's take a look further." Shui Xin took Hu Qing's arm and floated three inches above the ground towards the person at the door.
Floating nearly five meters.
The person at the door didn't respond.
Another five meters.
no response.
Another five meters, five meters, five meters - until fifty meters, the people at Qimen looked this way, hesitant.
Someone took out something and pointed it at this direction.
Hu Qing subconsciously wanted to run away, but was caught by Shui Xin.
"Who's there!"
The people at Qimen shouted.
Hu Qing gritted his teeth: "Run."
Shui Xin: "A trick to deceive soldiers."
The people from Qimen ran this way.
Hu Qing hugged him with both hands, put Shui Xin on his head, and ran: "Idiot, that device reacted, they really found us."
Shui Xin didn't believe it, so he let Hu Qing push his stomach, grabbing his legs and shoulders. He raised his head and looked back. Sure enough, the person from the Qi Sect was running in front, holding the utensil in his hand.
Hu Qing is holding a little man, who stretches out an arm, and wherever Hu Qing runs, his arm points in that direction.
It seems that Hu Qing's concealment method cannot completely conceal traces. The premise is that no one can discover it, so that he can fish in troubled waters.
Shui Xin scratched his chin and immediately thought about how to make reasonable use of it.
When Hu Qing opened the distance, Shui Xin stared at the little man on the disk and estimated the distance. It was exactly one hundred meters. Hey, does this distance have something to do with the opponent's cultivation and sharp facial features?
After getting rid of the pursuers, Hu Qing threw the man to the ground. Shui Xin turned over and stood up. He dusted off the monk's robe and found that Hu Qing was crossing his arms and looking at him sideways.
"What's wrong?" The young monk's beautiful face is damaged?
Hu Qing: "Why don't you cooperate with Qimen to kill each other?"
"I don't like to deal with outsiders, I'm afraid."
Hu Qing:.
I'm afraid it's not time for you to be a slacker.
Shui Xin rubbed her belly: "Next time, please turn me over. My belly is too soft and it's uncomfortable."
Hu Qing rolled his eyes, took out the boiler basin, and rubbed the lumps under his face.
Shui Xin automatically went to the side to look for wild vegetables, and Hu Huahua came out with Huo Lingman, running around with eggs rolling under her feet.
Hu Qing didn't dare to let him run away. He was in the deep mountains and forests. What if a demon clan recognized him and kidnapped him.
Shui Xin came back, rinsed the young wild vegetables and threw them into the pot. He looked at the eggs at Hu Huahua's feet and snatched them away. Hu Huahua bared his teeth and fanned out a golden light with his claws.
It was a golden blade. Shui Xin flicked it easily, and the golden blade shattered into pieces in the air.
The egg is still the same egg, with a yellow background and purple stripes, unchanged at all.
Shui Xin: "This thing is broken."
Hu Qing: "I think it is a fossil."
Shuixin banged the eggs on the ground, rocks, and trees, and was so angry that she threw flowers, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth to greet him.
Finally, the egg rolled to Hu Qing's feet. The bald uncle picked up the dog and his nephew: "It's very good. He can master the five elements."
Bang, a big hailstone hit Shui Xin's nose. Shui Xin was caught off guard and his nose turned red.
"Hu Qing, when you leave, leave your doggy nephew with me. He and I will have a good kiss."
While Hu Qing was cooking the noodle fish, he said with disdain: "Hurry up and call Hu Zhuzhu back to play with Huahua. Why is it that you are so grown-up, so embarrassing for your child? If you annoy me, I will leave immediately."
Finally, I realized how difficult Hu Zhuzhu’s life was. Shuixin was a vegetarian, but he ate meat. But the conscience-stricken Shuixin refused to let him eat because Hu Zhuzhu couldn’t beat him. When Hu Zhuzhu was about to starve to death, the thief monk let him go by himself.
Foraging.
He also asked to fly far away to find food, because he couldn't bear to see killing.
