He hugged his head and curled up like a shrimp on the ground, and it took him a long time to calm down.
Sitting up, Hu Huahua and Hu Zhuzhu had collected the scattered materials and looked at her worriedly.
"Mom, are there scary monsters down there?"
Hu Qing shook his head: "I don't know. This fire is quite sensible. The temperature itself is terrifying, but it doesn't dry out the surrounding area. Looking at the situation here, I'm afraid this wisp is just a fur. My consciousness can't bear the energy density below.
?”
Hu Huahua: “What is energy density?”
Hu Qing: "That's it - the power of this fire. I can't resist it."
Hu Huahua thought for a while and remembered this word: "My energy density is not good, and I dare not look inside."
Hu chuckled and rubbed his head, and then touched his own head. Well, a piece of his head was burnt bald by the fire.
Hu Huahua rolled her eyes: "Hu Zhuzhu, get down."
Hu Zhuzhu was horrified: "What did you say?"
To please your human mother, do you have to sacrifice your friends?
"You are of the thunder element, and thunder is not afraid of fire."
"So, I take the initiative to roast myself and give it to you to eat?" Hu Zhuzhu said expressionlessly.
Fire has to be divided into some kind of fire. He should be afraid of such a domineering fire.
"Let Huo Lingman go."
Huo Lingman's angry beard trembled into an afterimage: I just have the word "fire". If it wasn't for Hu Qing's need, I wouldn't have come to this hellish place. I'd be too scared.
Hu Qing: "Okay, okay, I don't need you, just go and play."
He took out a basket of fruits, big ones, red ones, yellow ones, green ones and blue ones: "Eat more fruits, the skin will be better. Hu Zhuzhu, please eat more."
Hu Zhuzhu was stunned. He looked at Hu Huahua's smooth hair, then at Huo Lingman's emerald color that could drip water, and finally looked down at herself.
So he eats less fruit and loses its luster?
"You're a fire spirit and you're all green, tsk."
Huo Lingman is so angry that he looks ugly and others look too good? All Lingman spirits are green. God decides. Do you have any opinions?
Hu Qing ignored the quarrel among the three little ones. She gathered the materials on the ground, selected a few that were easy to refine, and placed them directly on the tip of the flame using her spiritual consciousness.
Silk cloth: "What good ideas do you have?"
"What's a good idea? The refining furnace can't stand the fire. What else can I use besides spiritual consciousness?"
Hu Qing murmured: "Anyway, the spiritual consciousness is mine, and it is easier to use than the weapon refining furnace."
Silk cloth is speechless. You only weigh a few pounds and directly use your spiritual consciousness as a furnace. Well, you can do it like this if you like. This is good, and you can also exercise your spiritual consciousness.
The outer temperature of the flame is high, but the damage to the spiritual consciousness is not great. It is not as gentle as the monks' spiritual consciousness is precious and needs to be carefully taken care of. It pours out and burns without hesitation. Her general idea is that the spiritual consciousness is
Just like strength, the more you accumulate it, the less it will be gone. The more you use it, the more you will be born. This is what the Spring God Jue means.
That’s what it means! It must be!
Hu Qing decided like this and refined the materials meticulously. The materials were melted into liquid by the high temperature. The impurities burned into blue smoke and dissipated, turning into pure liquid balls. They were wrapped in spiritual consciousness and suspended around the flames. From a distance, they looked like
The trees bear small oranges, which are really beautiful.
The number of small oranges ranged from three to five to a dozen to dozens, and the number was already over a hundred, and Hu Qing was still refining and extracting them.
Silk cloth counted the types of materials and had no idea what she wanted to refine. However, at present, these materials were all gold-based.
"Fortunately, you have practiced multitasking with your spiritual consciousness before." Silk Bu said.
Hu Qing hummed and didn't care: "It's okay, it's not really multi-tasking. As long as I stay steady, my consciousness is like a universal material that can be made into any shape at will. In fact, it is best to maintain this sealed and static state.
It’s like putting things on a shelf, it’s very worry-free.”
After staring at a bright light source for a long time, I felt some visual fatigue. I closed my eyes and pinched the root of my nose, then opened my eyes and blinked hard a few times.
"I think spiritual consciousness is more useful than spiritual power, and it should have a wider range of uses. The Spring God Art you gave me to cultivate the divine soul is a method and technique. I think you should have something about other uses of spiritual consciousness.
, except fighting.”
Silk's eyelids twitched: "You are just a mortal article. You haven't studied the ordinary articles thoroughly and you want something else? You are too greedy."
Hu Qing: “I just want to make daily life more convenient.”
Silk cloth snorted: "No matter how useful the soul and consciousness are, they can't conjure spiritual stone resources for you out of thin air."
Hu Qing sighed: "That's right, it's not magic."
"What? What?" Silk Bu didn't understand: "Magic? The demon's spells don't have this ability either."
Hu Qing: "What I said is not the same thing."
"What's going on?"
"Ahem, there is a kind of magic. You can conjure whatever you want. For example, if I want a big meal, I can recite the spell, Ice Spirit, Ice Spirit, and a delicious meal will be placed in front of me."
Silk cloth was speechless for a long time: "Is there anything wrong with your mind?"
Hu Qing: "."
Unable to communicate.
Silk Bu said: "It doesn't matter if you have your own wild thoughts. Don't teach Hu Nuan a bad lesson. She is different from you. You are alone and free. She is a disciple of a large sect. If you think too much, you will be rejected by everyone."
Hu Qing sighed in his heart, no one understands me, and said: "You are right, I just think about good things."
Silk cloth's mind is not a good thing, can it be achieved by just reciting a mantra to ascend? The world and the sky will be in chaos.
After all the gold-based materials were extracted, Hu Qing took out the spirit stones to absorb them. The medium-grade spirit stones were consumed at a rate of one piece per minute. After a while, a small pile was piled around Hu Qing.
Hu Huahua saw something was wrong and ran over: "Mom?"
Hu lightly pressed his head: "This fire is too overbearing. Mom accidentally breathed in some fire poison. It's okay. Just remove it."
No wonder the ground fire is everywhere and no monks are seen using it casually. There are too many impurities in the fire, making it uneconomical.
Silk cloth: "Every time you take a bite, you gain wisdom. Earth fire is also divided into grades. It is not just about the size of the fire, but the most important thing is the quality. Why does everyone want spiritual fire? Because spiritual fire has no impurities, and there is no danger of going crazy when fused.
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Hu Qing: “I’ve learned my lesson, I’ve learned my lesson.”
After replenishing her energy, Hu Qing began to fuse the materials for shaping. These were all rehearsed in her mind and were not complicated. She only needed to remove the impurities brought in by the earth fire at any time, and finally got a huge gold-colored refining furnace.
He has a round belly and three legs. Apart from the bold color, his whole body is plain and unpretentious without a trace of pattern.
There is nothing distinctive about it.
The three little ones were dumbfounded. They came all the way here and got this?
Hu Qing sneered: "It's just a rough embryo. I'll carve patterns later."
The weapons and formations inside can be completed by going back. The fire is too poisonous and she won't be able to hold on for long.
A rough embryo is considered to be completely completed.
Next, Hu Qing took the materials and refined the rough embryos of fire, earth, wood, water, and four furnaces.
The style is exactly the same as the gold one, only the color is different.
Silk cloth can't see where to form a formation.
The fire poison in Hu Qing's body accumulated to a critical point and he could no longer stay here.
She cut off a large piece of metal from the surrounding area and filled it in. The ground fire melted it and blocked the opening. She checked carefully and found no traces, and left the fire field with a few children.
