She was not in a hurry to get out of the earth. She first entered the space consciously, and when she saw the changes in the space, her body instinctively opened her mouth, and ah - she took a mouthful of earth.
"This, this, this -"
Suddenly, a waste warehouse with no living animals turned into a planting space.
Although there are no fertile fields or spiritual springs, there is really soil under our feet. Uh...it's dusty and looks very barren. Or does it need to be fertilized with some kind of fertilizer?
Of course, these are not important. What is important is that there are finally living things in her space!
A small green tree!
Is this dry mulberry? Why has it become smaller? Could it be that it has also gone back in time?
Hu Qing saw the pile of spiritual stones and white eggs that had been moved to another place. He walked directly to the small tree without passing by, looked around in circles, and finally stopped and stared at the only mulberry.
Although this mulberry is larger than ordinary mulberries, it is not as big as an apple. Is this still her Pure Yuan Lieyang Fruit?
His saliva was secreted, and his mind was filled with the sweet and sour taste, but the strong eating sensation that he had when he first saw Pure Yuan Lieyang Fruit was gone.
It's over, she missed 100 million!
If I had known she would have eaten it!
"Why didn't you remind me?" Hu Qing was annoyed, "How did it become like this?"
Silk cloth was surprised: "Are you unhappy?"
Hu Qing: "The Pure Yuan Lieyang Fruit is gone!"
"Hey, we already have golden crows and hibiscus, who cares about the broken fruit?"
Hu Qing calmed down and it seemed that mulberries were better.
She asked: "What's going on?"
Silk cloth: "The blood-evil beads sucked out the blood-evil energy from the withered mulberry trees. The scorching sun sent some sparks to help the withered mulberry trees come back to life, oh, or in other words, rebirth from nirvana."
Nirvana and rebirth?
"Because it was phoenix fire that burned it to death?"
In fact, she didn't quite believe it. A dead tree really strayed from the Golden Crow tribe?
"Maybe it's because the Golden Crow that lives on the fusang is close to the sun and has the same source of power." Silk Sermon said.
Hu Qing shrugged his shoulders. There was no way to explain it scientifically.
The space has been upgraded, and the air feels better than before. It's just a mess and needs to be sorted out.
She scratched her head and thought: "Xiaobu, how long has it been?"
Silk cloth hehe: "One year, three months and fifteen days."
He was very happy. It was rare for Hu Qing to study with such concentration.
Hu Qing was surprised, how long did it take? Sure enough, there are benefits to cultivating immortality, at least you can not die without eating or drinking for a long time.
After more than a year, things should have calmed down above.
She ran up and took a look, and it turned out to be calm.
Silk Bu reminded: "That black dragon's cultivation level is not as good as yours, so it evaded his consciousness. When you encounter someone with a higher cultivation level than you, you still have to be more careful."
Hu Qing nodded and saw the leaf litter at his feet. He inserted his fingers and took out a handful from underneath and took a deep sniff.
"It smells of blood. It seems that there was a big bloodshed here at that time."
It was not a big bloodshed. Many monsters died in the beast tide. The dead monsters were eaten and their blood flowed down to nourish the earth.
She knelt down and dug through the fallen leaves, and even found a bone or two.
I continued to dig down, and I don’t know how many years of rotten leaves have accumulated. When I dug down, there was the smell and heat of decaying vegetation. When I dug down further, I could almost get water. At the bottom was a nutrient-rich soil layer, so black that it shone brightly.
I took a handful and put them into the space.
A wisp of spiritual consciousness in the space took over the handful of soil and sprinkled it evenly on the gray soil.
It looks pretty good.
The outer layer was dug immediately and quickly. The fallen leaves on the upper layer and the rot layer in the middle were not suitable for planting, so only the top soil was removed.
She was digging outside, and her consciousness was in the space. With a flick of her finger, a nest of beetles suddenly appeared in front of her. Hu gently pinched one and tried to put it into the space. The insect died as soon as it entered.
Sure enough, I still can't get in any living things.
She clapped her hands and released her spiritual consciousness to spread out, driving away all the reptiles and beasts nearby, and then directly used her spiritual consciousness to take the soil.
Mud rain began to fall in the space.
The area where things, white egg mulberry, and gold-swallowing beasts are placed is automatically isolated.
The black soil piled up quickly. Hu Qing searched deep layers of soil one after another until she found all the places that she felt were stained with blood before finding a safe place to set up a barrier to enter the space.
Once inside, it fell into the soil and was buried up to its neck.
The whole space was filled with the smell of wet earth.
Silk cloth was annoyed: "It's good to have a lot of space. Can you use these soil to grow spiritual plants? Is that possible?"
It's better to go back and dig in Huazong's spiritual field.
Hu Qing said: "The soil in the space is malnourished, I will provide it with nutrients first."
The consciousness came out and turned into hundreds of huge hugs. They started moving at the same time and plunged into the dust under the black soil, causing the soil to roll. They hugged each other horizontally, vertically, and turned in circles. Gradually,
The black soil sinks and the gray soil digs out, and the two merge perfectly.
Silk cloth looked at it coldly, feeling that it was very unreliable.
But Hu Qing has seen farming before. If adding fertile soil is not enough, by the way, there must be a bird habitat in the forest. Let's go find it now.
Automatically hugging the ground in the space, Hu Qing flew up to the treetops. Glancing out of the corner of her eyes, she happened to see a thin vine extending across the top of the tree and opening small flowers at her feet. The flowers were delicate and beautiful.
She came down again, pulled it along the vine all the way to its roots, threw it into the space, dug a hole and planted it.
In view of Hu Qing's short and dismal planting history, Silk Bu is not optimistic.
Hu Qing flew up again, took out the spirit boat, and followed the high cliffs with his spiritual consciousness to find it.
After searching for a long time, I found a cliff where birds were inhabiting. Thick bird droppings had been accumulated for countless years, making it look like weathered white stone.
Hu Qing directly put down his spiritual consciousness to dig, digging up large chunks and collecting them in the space. The fertilizers were piled very deep, and his spiritual consciousness was not able to explore them to the bottom.
Because she controlled her consciousness, she was standing not too far away. The birds in the dense caves on the cliff did not attack. They all opened their eyes and looked down, looking at the big daddy in the pit below.
A large piece flew in front of a human race - Oh my god, everyone eats bird poop these days!
Suddenly the sense of pride and dignity is at its limit, chirping, chirping, eat, eat, don't charge you.
Hu Qingke couldn't understand the words of the birds. She just felt that these birds were very cooperative and good-tempered. Look, they flew over to say goodbye to her when she was about to leave.
Hu Qing waved enthusiastically to the birds and said goodbye.
Bird flying in the sky: Oh, what a fool looks like this.
Misunderstandings make the world a better place.
The bird fertilizer crumbled and rolled with the soil. It felt good to put it down, but the silk cloth felt terrible. The smell of bird droppings was everywhere. This space was no longer available.
"Look at your flowers, they're dead."
The parasitic vine that was moved in earlier and planted alone in a corner is now dead.
"Suffocated to death by bird droppings." Silk Bu said harshly.
Hu Qing picked up the cane and found that it was indeed dead. The leaves were still green, but the roots had lost water and withered. So - her space was still short of water!
After turning over all the soil and mixing it evenly, Hu Qing temporarily stopped working to plan the space.
The warehouse needs to be built, Baidan needs to have a decent nest, and the place where the gold-swallowing beast needs to be well organized.