Encyclopedia of Spiritual Plants, Spiritual Plants, are not only recorded in Qiyetian, but also in Yunjingtian. To be precise, this is an encyclopedia of plants and related derivatives written by the author during his travels.
I don’t know if this senior has ever been to Huan Mo Tian.
The book is too thick, the content is too rich, and it cannot be read with spiritual consciousness. As a result, it has been more than ten years since Hu Qing has read it all. There is no way, it is impossible to remember it once. She has read the previous ones many times, and every time she reads them
Everyone feels that they have gained something new. The front ones cannot be seen through yet, but the back ones will naturally not be revealed.
This is truly a book that can be read for a lifetime.
Because he was following the author's travel route and there was no quick index, Hu Qing had to turn back page after page from where he had seen it. He turned over and over again, feeling dizzy and yawning all the time. He closed the book, pulled up the quilt and fell asleep.
past.
Get rid of the noise in your head.
The ghosts are still chatting in the group.
"This girl is unlucky and was thrown into the ancient cemetery. Does any of you have any idea?"
"If you can help, just help her. If it weren't for her, we would still be acting like a fool."
"This is Huan Mo Tian. If it's in Qi Ye Tian, it can be done anywhere."
"Why is this a shabby place?"
Hu Qing woke up after a long sleep. Not knowing how much time had passed, he became energetic again.
"Another day of bone hunting!"
He talks like a dog.
I really wish I had grown up. His eyes are so powerful. He might be able to tell which bones can be used and which bones can't be used at a glance.
After drinking a bowl of water, all the cells in her body relaxed, and she walked out of the flower bud room. The demon spirit appeared at her feet when she heard the movement. It could be seen that it was sleeping well, and it was very excited.
"Boss, do you want to start work?"
Listen, I am so happy and impatient when I say this. This guy can definitely become the king of involution.
"Let's go, let's look for bones, like you did yesterday, look for strong bones."
The demon spirit rushed forward, always keeping a distance of no more than a hundred meters around Hu Qing. His body became larger and thinner, and he could tie up a lot of them with a click. The efficiency was very high. Hu Qing smiled with satisfaction when he saw it.
None of them fit together.
Unfortunately, the demon spirit with astonishing fighting power found nothing, and Hu Qing also came back empty-handed. For several days, both of them returned empty-handed.
"Boss, I'm so useless." The demon said guiltily.
If the contract hadn't guaranteed that the little guy wouldn't play tricks on her, Hu Qing would have doubted whether this guy was mocking her as a useless boss.
Hu Qing pulled his face slightly and said, "Don't worry, boss--I'll hollow out this place."
After all, she is a child and she has to maintain her appearance.
"By the way, how did you find that bone?"
The demon spirit said in confusion: "The color is different from the ones around me. I think the boss will like it."
Hu Qing: Look at the color.
But the few pieces she picked up that could be used were white, gray, and black, and there was no color difference between them and these waste bones.
Isn't there any other trick?
Suddenly, the demon spirit trembled and rushed towards Hu Qing's feet: "Boss, run quickly."
What?
"Danger, I feel very dangerous."
What?
Hu Qing didn't understand what the demon spirit was doing. Suddenly, there was a whistling wind above, and a bright green light in the distance suddenly set off a whirlpool. Hu Qing's expression changed, and he ran towards the flower bud room.
The demon was running around her feet.
The green light behind turned into a swaying sea surface, setting off silent waves and chasing after Hu Qing.
Hu Qing's face turned pale. If she was hit, would she be killed on the spot?
The wind roared, coming from the beginning, and the hair that was lightly tied into a ponytail was blown to the front like a steel wire and slapped the cheeks, causing pain. The wind was strong, but the direction of the wind was unstable. It just moved from back to front, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right.
, like a naughty boy who insists on changing the route of the ants returning to the nest.
Hu Qing cursed in his heart. While being frightened by the power of nature, he tried his best to stabilize his body and ran as straight as possible towards the flower bud room. The spiritual energy he was reluctant to use gathered at the soles of his feet, and the weight of his whole body pressed down. He did not dare to jump high for fear of being blown by the wind.
Let's go. With a command, the demon spirit wraps itself around her calf to add some weight.
Hu Qing, who was racing against time and did not dare to look back, did not know that the huge waves behind him stretched as far as the eye could see, as if the resentment of countless dead monsters were impacting this space. Under such momentum, those green lights became thin and useless, and the bones that were usually mostly gray
The waves gather together and become dark and deep. The waves beat the waves, chasing down living creatures that should not exist here.
Closer, closer. Faster, faster.
Xiao Xuanxue sensed Hu Qing's crisis and had already opened the flower bud room. The entrance faced the direction where Hu Qing was running, and the snow-white petals rolled into a passage.
Ten meters, eight meters, five meters.
Hu Qing jumped up and plunged into the flower bud. Only then did the snow-white petals close. The strong wind and waves came instantly. With a bang, the flower bud was thrown up high. With another bang, the flower bud was knocked down hard. Crash, bones.
The turbulent sea water swept the sunken flower buds, bumped them around, and then spit them out of the water. The strong wind blew up the flower buds, and another huge wave slammed them down.
The bad children played with ants and vented their innocent evil unscrupulously.
Hu Qing was caught off guard and fell. Beds, tables, bones, and other objects were thrown at her. After she calmed down and grabbed everything and put it into the space, she had numerous bruises on her head and body. Her forehead was warm.
When the piece is hot, lift up your left hand and put it on it.
Forced to clean up the bloodstained silk cloth: "."
Hu Qing held her head and rolled around in the flower bud, occasionally bumping into the demon. The demon also shrank into a ball, jumping and bumping around her.
She wondered if she looked like a headless fly at this moment.
Boom, boom, boom, there were constant dull banging sounds in his body. Hu Qing felt that his whole body had swollen. He could still feel pain at first, but then he became numb after the pain.
She thought that a layer of shock-proof material should be added to the inside of the bud.
The storm outside never stops, but the snow-white flower buds remain firm.
I don’t know how much time had passed, but Hu Qing still felt like he was spinning around and being physically harmed.
Silk cloth reminded her: "It's over."
I couldn't move, it was so disgusting, I felt like vomiting when I moved, and I didn't even want to turn my eyes.
She closed her eyes and said in her heart: "Sleep for a while, let me sleep for a while."
I definitely have a concussion, this place is very unfriendly.
Shouldn't cemeteries and other places be kept quiet so as not to disturb the peace of the deceased?
Demons are so rude.
The demon rolled a few times, stopped at her feet, and turned into a puddle. It couldn't survive, it was going to die, it was going to dissipate, it was going to turn back into a demonic spirit.
Seeing that the demon spirit was getting bigger and was about to turn into a mass of demonic energy, the wall shook and a petal stretched out. I simply grabbed it and threw it away.
Phew, the room is clean again.
Hu Qing lay down for a long time before he could calm down from the discomfort in his head. He slowly got up and sat up. He took a few wound-healing elixirs and drank them to circulate his spiritual power, and then he felt better.
He took out a water-condensing talisman, tore it open, and held it in his mouth. There was not much water flowing out.
Hu Qing sighed. The effectiveness of the talisman was getting lower and lower. He had to escape before there was no water to drink.
