At this time, Hu Qing could only get rid of the violence and gloom in his heart by entering the flower bud room and silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.
It’s good to remember the heart of water.
That monk has gone somewhere. Will he know that something happened to him? Will he come to rescue her? Forget it, he will come down and take another one with him.
Shui Xin didn't have time to save her. He didn't know that something had happened to her at the moment. He was still in dire straits and hoped someone would save him.
After reciting the sutra once, Hu Qing came out of the flower bud room and cut a knife on the cliff at the level of her head. Even with the greatest strength, she only left a slight mark. She used it as a road sign and vented her emotions. Just like this along the way.
The hardships of chanting sutras all the way are more difficult than Tang Seng's journey to the West, but at least Tang Seng still has a place to beg for alms.
She felt that she had walked for a long time and walked very far, but Silk Bu told her ruthlessly: "You have only walked less than ten thousand meters. The first time you used your spiritual consciousness, you walked twenty meters between times, and the second time you walked two
Fifteen meters, the third round is ten meters——"
"Wait, why is it suddenly only ten meters?" Hu Qing did not accept this result.
"Because you used your spiritual consciousness continuously, the backlash from the cliff was huge, causing your soul to be exhausted and your senses to misjudge. You thought you had gone a long way, but in fact it was very short."
Hu Qing: "."
Silk cloth: "You can't use your spiritual consciousness too often, you will be exhausted."
Hu Qing sighed: "What else can I use besides spiritual consciousness? Only spiritual consciousness can distinguish the devil corpse moss. However, you are right. I have a problem with my senses, but you don't. From now on, you will remind me that every time
It's ten meters away. Just tell me and I'll just use my spiritual consciousness to scan it quickly. This can minimize the loss."
Silk cloth: "Yes. You can also take this opportunity to practice the Spring God Art."
Hu Qing: "I know, but the negative impact brought by the cliff is too strong, I can't bear it."
She felt like she had walked for half a year, but in fact it was less than 10,000 meters?!
When is the end?
Silk cloth: "Do you want to know the encyclopedia of magic cultivators?"
Hu Qing: "."
She said: "You really don't want me to be happy."
Silk cloth: "I'm not joking with you this time. I'm showing you, not asking you to practice. I have a lot of things in my collection, and I don't know the specific contents. I'm asking you to look for it to see if there is any way to solve this problem.
Condition."
Hu Qing sighed: "What's the solution? It's in the Spring God Jue. According to the Spring God Jue, it's because my spirit is not strong enough. Fighting the weak against the strong, as long as I don't die, is the best way to train. I'm not ignorant.
, What a rare opportunity. But the negative emotions on the cliff are too heavy, and my - state of mind, yes, my state of mind is too weak, I can't bear it."
She thought for a moment: "Okay, give me the Encyclopedia of Demonic Cultivation, and I'll take a look first."
Juanbu passed on the complete collection of magic cultivation to her. Hu Qing's soul was much stronger than before, and it was easy to accept a magic technique.
"Don't forget the hurricane, it's almost time to blow." Silk Bu reminded her.
I finally explored it for a while, but it was blown away by the wind and I don’t know where it was blown. It was blown here and there. When will I finish exploring it all?
Hu Qing had a headache: “If I could use wind energy——”
Wait! Can wind energy be used?
Wind energy is converted into electricity, electricity, electricity, electricity - I really hate that I am not a science student!
For a second, I held my head in pain and screamed: "I just regret that I was young and didn't study well!"
Silk is numb and crazy again.
The next second, Hu Qing jumped up: "Fuck, what kind of motor do I want? Isn't my ancestor's mechanism skills so good?"
A hundred thousand grains can be transported by wood, oxen, and horses, so why can't she, a mere guard, transport it?
Silk cloth: "Huh? You want to be a mechanism?"
Hu Qing: "I just want to make a mechanism. It doesn't require much material to make a transportation tool. I just use the bones picked up by the demon spirit. I don't use spiritual power as a power to make a powerful mechanism." The more he said it, the more he hated it. He hated it so much that he beat him.
He slapped himself: "Where's the brain? Where's the brain? You can't ride a bicycle on just two legs in a flat place like the Sea of Broken Bones!"
There are big bones everywhere at the moment. Don't even think about bicycles. The shapes of oxen and horses are also inappropriate. The appropriate structure is either like centipedes and snakes, or low-flying like birds.
Hu Qing thought he could give it a try, summoned the flower bud room, and shouted back to the demon spirits running around within a radius of no more than a hundred meters with her as the center: "I'm going to make something in the room, and you can find the bones. Are you tired?"
Just take a rest. If the wind picks up, come back quickly."
Demon Spirit: "Yes, boss."
Sayazi went.
Hu Qing looked around. If there were such employees, she could be the boss. Unfortunately, she didn't meet them and could only work for others.
Hu Qing entered the flower room, wrapped the silk cloth around her wrist, and took out the bones she had collected so far. There were already two jars of broken small bones, and seventeen or eighteen large bones. The car didn't dare to think about it. According to these
The shape of bones. Hu Qing had an idea.
She flipped through the encyclopedia of mechanisms and quickly found a group that suited her current situation. Even the silk cloth said that she should have thought of it earlier and urged her to make it immediately.
Hu Qing was not in a hurry, and she read through the entire Encyclopedia of Demonic Cultivation that Juanbu had just passed on to her. She grimaced. It contained methods for absorbing violent demonic energy and cultivating it, but the premise was that she would give up her spiritual power and practice demonic arts instead.
Of course not.
In addition, there is also a mental method for holding the Yuan and keeping one, but I don’t know if monks can practice it.
She temporarily put aside the Encyclopedia of Magic Cultivation, grabbed the bone fragments and looked at them one by one, put the dimensions and small drawings on the paper, and then drew the design drawings, making changes as she considered them. Occasionally, she had to double the space to use it.
There is something that does not contain spiritual power. I am temporarily addicted to work.
The demon spirit came back biting a head. It was a complete head with intact bones and white color. Hu Qing was startled when he raised his head. He thought it was a bird poking its head in and staring at him.
I was very surprised. The skull was too complete. Put two beads in the eye holes and you could live immediately.
What kind of animal is this? Does it use bones as skin?
She took it over and praised the demon spirit first: "What a great job. Keep up the good work."
The demon spirit turned over happily in the air: "Please scratch me."
The longer they followed Hu Qing, the demon gradually became less afraid of her and began to try to act like a spoiled child.
Hu Qing scratched for a while. It is said that demons can guess people's hearts. The little thing has no beginning or end, but every time he wants to scratch it, it will turn into a furry belly. It is soft, thin and fluffy, and the fingers
Once you open it and push it in, voila, your life is complete.
It can be said that he grasps people's hearts very hard. What boss wouldn't like such a beating of a worker? If he were a boss, no worker would be able to escape.
After being masturbated to increase the favor of the boss, the demon set off full of energy and headed for the next bone.
Hu Qing sighed: "You are still young." How energetic.
Silk cloth thought to himself, at the age of thirty, you are still a baby in the fairy world.
Hu Qing sighed: "Oh, I've already gone to the fourth place."
Silk cloth: "."
With this tone, others would think you were going to run away for four thousand yuan.
Hu Qing placed the skull in the direction facing him. He had no time to think about it now. He continued working hard at his desk and finally made the design drawings and took out a bunch of leather ropes from the space.
The bones, leather ropes, and blueprints are in place, and all that remains is assembly.
