Hu Qing carefully touched the flower pot and the "plant", but not a drop of her blood was gone, and the brand of divine consciousness was still there. In other words - she recognized her master, right? Recognized her master, right?
"Small - basin?"
Silk cloth fainted, such good looks are only exchanged for a "small basin"? Hu Qing, do you have any intention?
"Now, I've settled the old debt for you, are you my mistress?"
A consciousness came from the basin: "Yeah."
Hu Qing scratched his head, feeling that the little thing was a little shy.
"What is that--?"
A stream of light penetrated Hu Qing's brain, and countless images flashed in her mind.
There was a blue-white halo, and a beautiful woman with bare hands took earth from the deep abyss, burned it with fire, and made it into an urn shape. Then she watered it with water from the deepest place, and then it disappeared.
It seems that before it was finished, the beauty lost interest and threw it aside!
Hu Qing was shocked: Is this a semi-finished product?
There are also pictures.
The semi-finished product was waiting somewhere. The picture became bright and dark and bright again. I don’t know how many years have passed. The small urn was pulled up, and now there was dark brown soil in its belly. It was not from the surrounding soil.
, but it grew on its own.
Then there was another blurry figure, a figure that was taller than the previous beauty. Although he could not see clearly, Hu Qing felt that this person was very beautiful, and his every move showed elegance.
The figure flies to the top of the mountains, and the mountains below are crisscrossed. In the vaguely glimpsed picture, Hu Qing is shocked by the earth at the foot of the mountains. Such a magnificent and wild scene is not like Qiye Tian.
Gold veins were taken from the belly of the mountain, planted in an urn, and cultivated using secret methods. A plant grew out of it. Its entire body was crystal white, with a faint colorful halo flashing behind it.
So, snow white is not the true color?
Moreover, what kind of planting method is this? Are the ore veins planted? I don’t know what kind of ore it is, or it is not an ore but a dragon vein?
Phew, isn’t this too ridiculous?
More nonsense is yet to come.
The plant matured, and long strings of flower buds sprouted between the broad leaves. Those flower buds looked delicate and bright, but were actually solid and beautiful. Hu Qing watched helplessly as the flower buds grew longer and longer and longer and longer.
This unscientific.
She raised her head and touched the soul-locking chain hanging on the bone cross. At this moment, she was not sure that it was a soul-locking chain. It was not refined, but grown. It was not a seed, but a golden vein.
That soil is not soil from the ground, it is watered out.
She was in a trance, and her soul was not in her. What kind of miraculous work this was.
This is not unscientific, it completely goes against the common sense in the world of cultivation!
Silk cloth jumped anxiously: "What do you know? Ah? What do you know?"
The little thing is quite wary, but he can't see the message sent to Hu Qing's soul!
Do you understand my status in this family? Do you, a later generation, understand how to pay homage to the pier and be careful that I put on my little shoes for you?
Hu Qing rubbed her forehead. She had seen all the scenes and described them dryly to the silk cloth: "I feel that the place I saw is not like Qiye Tian, or even Xiaolijie. Those landscapes are too -
—It’s so grand. The small urn has passed through many hands and spent many years alone. It doesn’t know when it was born or in whose hands it was born.”
Silk cloth was silent for a long time, and then said: "That is undoubtedly a good thing. It may be a top-quality treasure that has been lost. You are so lucky."
I am truly envious, so envious that I feel sore.
Hu Qing: "Tell me, what on earth is this?"
Silk cloth: "It didn't tell you?"
"you know?"
"How do I know? Generally, the owner will know all the information about the device after it recognizes its owner."
Hu Qing: "I don't know. I don't even know when I see it. I'm confused."
Silk cloth was stunned: "Is there a weapon spirit?"
Hu Qing shook his head: "It doesn't look like it. It's very vague."
Silk cloth: "Such an ancient thing should exist. It didn't exist at first, so it should be cultivated now, right?"
Hu Qing: "Who knows, I have seen its experience, and I can't analyze what it is used for. I always feel that the first one is for fun, and the second one is to plant something powerful.
The third one used it for other purposes, and there are all kinds of uses after that. The swallow-tailed three-flower pattern on this chain also appeared later, and it was used as a soul-locking chain, which wronged it."
Hu Qing touched the flower pot: "I feel that the soul locking chain is not the real purpose of the small urn."
"Ask it."
"It doesn't know it itself."
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Hu Qing said: "Maybe it's just a flowerpot. It's so complicated to collect materials. Maybe it's some kind of rare treasure that needs to be planted. What kind of person can do that?"
The earth of the deepest abyss, the fire of the deepest darkness, the water of the deepest Yin, the gold of the deepest mountains.
Hu Qing paused and expressed his thoughts: "Earth, fire, water, and metal, only wood is missing."
Silk cloth was stunned: "Five elements? This is not surprising. In the immortal world, when refining weapons and elixirs, the five elements come together to help one of them."
Hu Qing touched his chin: "What will happen if Jimu is added?"
I don’t know. I’m afraid all the people who have handled it don’t know.
Silk cloth: "Put away the good things and pack them at the bottom of the box."
Hu Qing immediately hugged the flower pot in her arms, feeling happy. If her face wasn't wrapped in gauze and the plant was too hard, she would have stuck it on.
"Yes, keep it. From now on, this will be the dowry for my Nuan Bao."
Silk cloth: "."
He warned in a cold voice: "Go and try your best, I can't hold on anymore."
Hu Qing oh, with a thought in her mind, she wanted to put away the flowerpot. When a thought came over her, she was stunned and immediately ecstatic.
"Really, really, really?"
Silk cloth was puzzled: "What's wrong? The dog gnawed the meat bones?"
Hu Qing glared: "Our Xiaoxue has the ability to block the evil spirit!"
Silk cloth:.What the hell is our Xiaoxue?
"Xuanxue. The name of our little baby."
Silk cloth looks at the black and white color of the flower pot, and your ability to name it is really only this little.
"Our Xiaoxue can isolate the evil spirit and allow me to live comfortably. It's a luxurious room." Hu Qing smiled with his eyebrows curled up, like a scumbag who suddenly fell in love with other men.
The scummed silk cloth: "."
There was a clattering sound, and thirty-six chains were running through the pile of bones. The big ball at the end of the chain was thrown up by the shaking of the chain, and it was quickly untied layer by layer.
Hu Qing's expression changed. Oops, he forgot that there was something inside. What was it?
Staring closely through the white gauze, more and more chains were untied. Two broken chains were entangled in the chain and dragged towards the flower pot. The big ball became smaller and smaller, and gradually a black light emerged from it, turning the snow-white chain into pieces.
Dye with a layer of black.
Wow - the chain was completely untied and quickly retracted between the leaves of the flower pot. Before Hu Qing could see it clearly, a black luminous object flew away and penetrated into the demonic aura and could no longer be seen.
"What?" Hu Qing was dumbfounded. He ran so fast? How could he be alive?
Silk cloth's mood was waning, but he thought it was something good: "A little demon spirit."
Demon spirit?
Is it valuable?
Hu Qing's thief's light flashed instantly, and Silk Bu lazily said: "It's not bad, in the demon world, it's about the same status as Lingman in the monk world."
Hu Qing suddenly realized: "Moman, you are very valuable. If you dare to run away, I will let you live."
I can't chase you in this hellish place, so just think that I am a kind-hearted person.
