Hu Qing also worried about food and drink, and deeply regretted that he did not have enough space to store soil. Even if he bought a bag of soybeans, he could grow bean sprouts and eat them.
Drinking water is not a problem. Although there is no water source, she can gather simple fire and water by absorbing spiritual stones and drawing talismans.
"So, if you can make fire and condense water, why can't you make soil?"
She drew the Earth Thorn Talisman, the Ground Trap Talisman, the Earth and Stone Talisman, haha, it was all useless!
Silk cloth: "Because there is no earth aura?"
Hu Qing: "But both water and fire will do!"
Silk cloth: "You have golden fire spiritual roots. As for water, even if there is no water spiritual energy, there is water vapor between heaven and earth."
This makes so much sense.
There is no moisture in the air.
The wood-type talisman failed. Sure enough, the air here is not nourishing.
Silk cloth said: "Just be hungry, there are so many spiritual stones, enough for you to live for hundreds of years."
Hu Qing's eyes are turning green. How many hundreds of years have you loved this place so much? Let me give it to you.
Sighing: "Let's go out and find materials."
With Xiao Xuanxue's help, after having a big house, Hu Qing immediately started making machine puppets. The first thing he did was to find materials.
At this time, the silk cloth will become larger and wrap Hu Qing, as if wearing protective clothing. Hu Qing stands by the wall, shaking the layers of snow-white petals, and shakes her out.
Hu Qing used the green fluorescent light to rummage through the bones piled on the ground.
To be able to make materials, the first point is that they must be hard enough. By then, these machine puppets must be able to withstand the surge of demonic energy and be forged into the shape Hu Qing wants. Therefore, they also need to have a certain degree of toughness.
It needs to be hard and tough at the same time. Such materials are hard to find. Many bones look huge, but in fact, if she punches them, they can leave a hole in them. This obviously won't work.
So just look for the bones and just punch and kick them. As long as there are marks left on a big bone, you don't need to look any further and go straight to the next one.
There were a lot of bones. At first, Hu Qing bounced around looking for them, but could hardly find any that she liked. Later, she wondered if the ones that were higher up were more likely to become weathered and brittle. So she fixed on one place and rummaged downwards. She searched and searched.
I actually found a spiritual sword that was obviously used by monks.
She was stunned for a full minute.
If she read it correctly, the material used in this spiritual sword is of high quality and is durable and long-lasting. Then, what kind of time has caused the pure metal extracted in this way to rust into a hornet's nest?
Unfortunately, she is not a professional in geology or archaeology and cannot infer the thickness of time.
But the hornet's nest on the half-broken sword made her feel very ominous.
Could it be that he has to end up like this even if he can't get out of here? His skin and flesh are rotting, his bones are corroded, and little bugs are crawling on his skeleton. I think too much, but there are no bugs here.
Half of the sword broke with a light cut on the bone. Hu sighed softly and continued searching for treasures. When she found a human bone, she pinched the bone with an expressionless face and broke it into pieces.
Just like this, she couldn't tell the difference between day and night in the ground, and her biological clock couldn't keep track of time, so she couldn't calculate the time. She estimated that it had been more than a month, and finally she found four or five bones that were not big.
Such progress cannot help but make people despair.
Hu Qing appeared outside the snow-white bud house, looking at the endless green light, cheering himself up: "Come on. With so many bones, there will be a day when we can collect them all."
She was about to step forward when a black spot flashed out of the corner of her eyes.
Uh? What?
Hu Qing turned her head sharply, but there was nothing in that place. She was worried. Could it be a ghost?
Ahhhh, so scary.
Silk cloth sneered without mercy: "Aren't all the ghosts in your god's house?"
Hu Qingmo, if you don't tell me, I will forget that I am a person with great merits and virtues that can lead to tens of thousands of ghosts.
She turned on her toes and went to the place where she saw something before. She circled around the bud house and returned to the starting point. She rubbed her hands, twisted her feet, jumped, and started running fast. She ran around the house.
A small black thing was also circling around the flower bud house, suddenly turned its head, screamed in horror, the sharp sound was like a squirrel, and ran away in a swish.
Hu Qing sneered, run, don't run around my house if you can. He quickened his pace and quickly caught up with the embarrassed little thing and pressed it against the flower bud wall.
The walls are so white, but the little things are so dark.
"Are you - a demon spirit?" Hu Qing looked at the flattened black football under his hand, and suddenly thought of the guy escaping from the chain ball.
Black. Living. Can there be other living things here?
"Zhizhi——zhi——"
Can't understand.
"Would you like a copy of the Encyclopedia of Magical Cultivation?" Silk Bu promptly promoted.
Hu Qing: "Don't you think you gave me too much?"
Silk cloth: "I am all yours, I will give it to you sooner or later."
The words are emotional, but the tone is very awkward.
Silk cloth said: "With your luck, I don't think I can keep anything. Otherwise, I will give it all to you, lest you ask me for it at the last minute."
Hu Qing: "No need. I have no intention of cultivating demons. If you can, please act as a translator."
Silk cloth snorted and said with unclear meaning: "That's not necessarily the case."
But he still translated: "It begs you to let it stay."
What the hell?
Hu Qing opened his eyes wide, smiled immediately, and pressed his finger down: "Can't you survive outside? Is it so dangerous? As for letting you, a demon, come to me, a monk, for help?"
After saying that, without waiting for the demon spirit to say anything, she grabbed it with her hand, threw it, lifted her foot, and flew the little thing far away with all her strength.
Clapping his hands: "I have to say that the gravity here seems to be different from the outside world. It is as light as a swallow and as strong as an ox. Start working -"
Silk cloth: "Don't you ask what happened to it?"
Hu Qing chuckled: "I've encountered a situation where I can't survive. Didn't I encounter it too? If it weren't for Xiao Xuanxue, I would have died a long time ago. It's a demon, and it wants me to take it in? I don't lack brains."
The status of demon spirits is similar to that of spirit barbarians, but they are completely different.
Lingman is a serious creature, with a father, a mother, and the same kind.
Demonic spirits are a type of spirit that is bred with strong demonic aura - not very noble spirits. Because the more complex and complex the demonic aura is, the more filled it is with bloodthirsty, violent, bloody and manic emotions of the demonic race, the easier it is to
Breed demons.
The monsters born are born with these negative and violent consciousnesses, and if such monsters are carried around for a long time, they will affect people's emotions and become like this.
Therefore, the explosion of Xuan Zheng's soul-destroying demon pupil array is the first level of killing weapon, and the demon spirits are the second level. After the explosion, the demon spirits will infect these negative emotions into living people or even living creatures, and then - demonize
.
Demonized monks and demonized animals will cause massacres on a larger scale.
Keeping such a dangerous object next to you? Haha, is she crazy?
Silk cloth: "Look at the Encyclopedia of Demonic Cultivators."
Silk cloth is acting coquettishly?
I felt goosebumps: "Are you plotting something against me?"
Silk cloth: "I just think the demons in the fairy world are pretty cool. Sometimes it's much more pleasant to be a demon than to be a fairy."
