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Chapter 713: Too vulgar (1)

Hu Zhuo was the only one at home, and he was shocked when he saw Hu Qing: "Sister, you look very bad."

Hu Qing: "Where's Hu Cuo?"

Of course she looked bad. It was harder to get rid of the poison than she thought, and her efforts on the way back had little effect.

Hu Zhuo: "Ah, brother is out, I'll go find him right now."

Hu Qing waved his hand: "No, I'm going to refine the weapon - no, I'm going to his residence in the backyard to retreat. Don't come to me if there's nothing serious."

He quickly went to the backyard and took out the prayer beads: "Come back quickly, I need your help."

Shui Xin received the summons and was heartbroken: "Uncle is leaving."

Hu Nuan was cheerful: "Uncle, please leave quickly."

She had learned the Demon-killing Seal a long time ago, but Shui Xin was taught one thing after another in a hurry, thinking that it was a rare opportunity for him when Hu Qing was not around and Qiao Yu couldn't care about Hu Nuan's time.

Hu Nuan does have Buddha nature and can master it almost as soon as she is taught it. Although she has not yet practiced it, Shui Xin believes that as long as she does not forget it, she will be fine after practicing it a few times.

What a good seedling, but it happened to be a girl, and she was a young daughter. He couldn't even think about becoming a monk, and he didn't even dare to mention becoming a lay disciple of Buddhism.

He was served with a bloody kitchen knife.

Shui Xin felt particularly pity: "Is it because you are ignorant?"

Only a chaotic temperament is easy to understand?

Hu Nuan didn't know what he was feeling, but she felt uncomfortable when he said this: "Uncle, you seem to be calling me stupid."

Shui Xin tugged at her hair, which had not yet grown back due to the hawks' attack. It looked like a dog-gnawed hair, but she didn't find it too ugly.

"Your mother said you were stupid but she didn't get angry at you. You said your mother was really serious. Why did she come back after being away for less than a hundred days? Why is she worried?"

Hu Nuan sighed maturely: "Fortunately, my mother is out, otherwise what would I do if Zongli invited the parents."

Shui Xin laughed and touched her head: "Uncle is leaving. You have to keep practicing what uncle taught you in your heart and mind. Maybe one day you will use it."

Hu Nuan: "You really can't teach it to mom?"

Shui Xin was even more disappointed than she was: "You are a piece of wood that can bloom flowers, but your mother's piece of wood can only make fire."

Hu Nuan said: "Why doesn't mom have to learn so much?"

Shui Xin smiled: "Your mother has learned as much as you."

It's just hidden from us.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Your mother is urging me to go back for the first time. I guess something happened."

"Yeah, uncle, please leave quickly."

Shui Xin removed the barrier and knocked on the door. The people from the guard hall came to open the door immediately.

Shui Xin: "Okay, my visit to relatives is over and I'm leaving."

The people in the guard hall called Hu Nuan: "You come out too. The four of them went out early and are waiting for you."

Hu Nuan: "."

She looked at Shui Xin resentfully: Uncle made a mistake.

Shui Xin laughed, quickly rubbed oil on the soles of her feet and ran away.

"Don't tell your mother." This message was left behind.

Hu Nuanxin said, I worry about the adults every day.

When Shui Xin returned to Hu Zhuo's house, Hu Zhuo was overjoyed and pointed his hand backward.

Seeing the worry on his face, Shui Xin immediately sped up to the backyard and entered his big house. He saw Hu Qing sitting on the futon where he was meditating, leaning against the small table and falling asleep. With one leg stretched out and his body on the side

He stood up, supporting his head with one hand. He looked at her face carefully, frowned, and stretched out his fingers to pinch her wrist.

The poison of fire disturbs people's intelligence. In her dream, Hu Qing was fighting a group of unpleasant zombies. Suddenly she was touched. She twitched fiercely. She instinctively released her spiritual power and wrapped her palm into a knife, pointing towards the enemy's direction as she judged.

Attack.

Shui Xin pinched her left wrist with one hand, and held the blade of her palm in front of her neck with the other hand, causing pain from the impact.

Good guy, I almost got my neck wiped.

"It's you." Hu Qing woke up, smiled, put away his spiritual power, and relaxed his muscles.

Shui Xin hummed: "Why are there so many fire poisons? You, a weapon refiner, don't you know that some fires cannot be used directly?"

Hu Qing: "I'm so angry that I can't hold it back."

Shui Xin patted her and motioned her to sit cross-legged. He took a brown pill and it was very bitter when he smelled it.

Hu Qing despises him.

"I can't bear to eat it myself." Shui Xin asked her to take it, and put his palm on the back of her heart. A soft spiritual power penetrated into her body, and as her spiritual power circulated, it helped her to remove the fire poison.

Wherever this spiritual power passes, irritability disappears and worries disappear.

Hu Qing closed his eyes and guarded his mind, and performed the exercise over and over again. Hot air came out from all over his body, and the fire poison slowly emitted from his mouth and nose through his pores. For a while, the air in the room was heated and dry.

When their limbs felt cool and their hearts cooled down, a light layer of ash fell around the two of them.

Shui Xin asked her: "How do you feel?"

"Do you have Buddha power?" Hu Qing thought carefully and answered honestly: "Although it is very comfortable, like wandering in the warm wind, my heart is empty and I even want to cry."

Shui Xin was startled. He didn't expect her to feel this way. He smiled and said, "That's the compassionate heart of the Buddha."

"Is the Buddha's heart empty?" Hu Qing asked him.

Shui Xin said: "I don't know either. I'm still enlightening. The Buddhist scriptures say that the four elements in the Buddha's heart are empty, and that there are thousands of worlds in the Buddha's heart. These are other people's insights. I'm looking for my own answer."

Hu Qing nodded: "It's so mysterious. Come on, let me tell you what my heart is. My heart is two rooms and two living rooms. Hey, what are the hearts of monsters and demons?"

Shui Xin: "Stop talking. As soon as you speak, you will know that you are a vulgar person."

I tell you about enlightenment, and you tell me about appearances, common people, and real common people.

Looking at the results of Hu Qing's trip, he saw a set of rough small stoves in five colors.

"Well, okay, let's make it a little smaller and put it on your hands and neck." Shui Xin said sarcastically with an expressionless expression.

Hu Qing clicked his tongue and raised the weapon refining furnace to the maximum for him to see.

Shui Xin was surrounded by five refining furnaces that were taller than him, either with golden light, red light, white light, green light, or black light, which almost blinded him.

It looks normal when it's small, but why does it look so vulgar when it's enlarged?

And it’s so big—are you going to cook a bear or an elephant?

Hu Qing stretched his arms and sat on it, patting the side and inviting him to come up and take a look.

"Look, I made some designs inside. These inner walls can be opened layer by layer. In addition to the fire entrance, the amount of fire can be adjusted. These -"

She patted it, and the smooth inner wall clicked and spun into several layers of petal-like structures. The structure opened, and the space inside looked like a half-opened flower. Each circle of petals was tightly interlocked, isolating several layers.

With another tap, the position of the petals was adjusted again, leaving the middle position vacant and spaced apart against the furnace wall.

Take another shot, and all the petals will be surrounded in the middle, forming a flower column, leaving all four sides free.

Shui Xin was confused: "Then what? What's the use of this?"

Hu Qing: "It's easy to classify and manage. I can use different fires to process different materials. In one furnace."

Shui Xin groaned, not knowing what to say for a moment. He was pretty good at making weapons, but why was there never such a need to use different firepowers in the same furnace at the same time? Is this the difference between professionals and non-professionals?


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