"The swords here are no longer good. They are all turned into scrap metal." Silk Bu said.
Hu Qing just said to look for it again.
It wasn't until she walked through the Tomb of Broken Swords and tried many times that even the sword, which didn't look rusty at all, broke at the touch of a touch, so Hu Qing had to give up.
"Yes, this is the Broken Sword Tomb, and there must be a real sword tomb. How could the Sword Sect accept a disciple and not be equipped with a sword?"
Hu Qing walked to the other end of the Can Jian Tomb, looked down at the hole in the air, and swallowed his saliva.
What's next?
The real sword tomb?
Go down and have a look?
Anyway, Yun Zhong didn’t say he couldn’t go.
Hu Qing gritted his teeth and went down. To his surprise, there was no danger down there. It was a water system with small Xingzi lakes and pools connected in series. The water veins were connected. However, the water flowing inside was very cold, and the air-conditioning drifted up.
It was the cold air she saw above.
The further you go, the colder you get. There is only the sound of gurgling water all around. The space is spacious, with vines growing close to the stones. There are actually fish in the water, the longest ones are no more than the size of a palm, with slender, translucent bodies that are as long as...
Like a small sword, the sound of footsteps spread into the water, and the fish slithered and disappeared so quickly that they seemed to disappear on the spot.
Silk cloth suddenly said: "Don't use spiritual energy to protect your body."
Hu Qing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, this is the body-tempering place of the Sword Immortal in Canjian Mountain, right? Using yourself to resist the cold air can improve your physical fitness.
This is quite a good place.
When we reached the depth where the cold air almost solidified, a waterfall in front of us made a roaring sound under the ground.
Hu Qing was numb from the cold. He squatted down and inserted his hand into the cold pool under the waterfall, and pulled it out in a second. There were strings of ice on the fingers on the back of his hands. He felt that his skin and flesh were severely frostbitten.
Such cold water does not freeze.
Amazing nature.
"What a great place." Silk Bu praised, "I didn't expect that this Broken Immortal Gate has such a good cold spring. You can come here to take a bath in the future. Use the body refining technique here to get twice the result with half the effort."
After hearing this, Hu Qing turned around and walked away without looking back.
It's already so cold under the waterfall, but I don't know what's going on above the waterfall.
She quickly went back and shook the ice on her right hand. She didn't feel good. She probably really had frostbite. Especially her right hand was injured by the sword before, and the wound didn't heal well. It was penetrated by the cold pool water vapor, and now her limbs are all broken.
They were all shaking with the cold.
Even the accelerated operation of her spiritual power failed to maintain her increasingly lower body temperature.
After flying out of the cold cave, Hu Qing's lips had turned ice white. He hurriedly found a sunny side on the top of a mountain and basked in the sun to beat the cold air.
Hu Qing was shivering, and he was still in the mood to joke with the silk cloth: "Girls must not let cold air enter their bodies."
Silk cloth doesn't understand the meaning behind this. Women and men must not let the cold air that exceeds their endurance limit enter their bodies, otherwise they will die.
He said: "Push it to a place and see if it can be refined."
Hu Qing: "The cold can defeat me."
Silk cloth said: "Be more confident. You can produce the ice spirit root of Hu Nuan. What can cold energy do to you?"
Hu Qing was greatly inspired: "Yes, I'm forcing the coldness to my belly right now."
Silk cloth: Hey, hey, that's not what I meant. Do you want to have a cold fetus?
Of course Hu Qing didn't want to get pregnant, she just thought that her Dantian was in her belly. There was so much spiritual power in her Dantian, and she could force the cold air into her Dantian. Let's see what else the cold air could do.
If you want other people to know, you have to praise her: People are afraid of foreign objects entering the Dantian, but you are better, are you afraid that they won't be able to get in?
This is a wild road without guidance. You can do whatever you want, and you will be a lot of reckless people.
Silk cloth didn't stop her, she was always like this anyway, she was just cold and couldn't die.
Hu Qing crosses his legs and faces the sun, summoning his spiritual energy to wrap up the cold air in his meridians and drag it to his Dantian.
The friends in the sea of knowledge are very confused.
The Demon King asked the two of them: Is she stupid? Isn't there that fire? What kind of cold air can't be melted by letting it go out for a spin?
Wuqingsi: Have you finished digesting it? Is the counterfeit delicious?
Xue Shazhu rolled his eyes: You can get out.
Demon Emperor's Order: ...We all live together, can we talk nicely? I haven't offended you either.
Xue Shazhu called it stupid: You are still staying here peacefully, why do you think it is?
Demon Emperor Ling had been sleeping and digesting the fake brand before, and didn't pay attention to what was going on outside: she has restrictions on her body, so others can't find us.
The Demon Emperor's Order is somewhat enlightened. It has such a noble existence, how can others let it go if it is discovered? Of course, Hu Qing's head must be pried open to snatch it away.
Thinking of this, it understood: Has she met someone she can't beat?
Only when she encountered those that she couldn't beat, she would hide them.
Xue Shazhu looked down upon her: This is the fairy world, why do you still think of it as the Xiaoli world? As a human being, she is better than her.
As soon as these silent words were spoken, the little man Hu Qing flew over and kicked the Blood Evil Pearl away.
All the movements in the Consciousness Sea cannot be hidden from her. If you don't like her, why don't you go away.
The Blood Evil Pearl flew back silently and glanced at Wu Wu Si Cao. No wonder this guy became more and more silent and cunning.
Demon King’s Order: You really can’t let the flames escape.
It is still self-aware, and the scorching sun is no less coveted than itself.
Hu Qing outside has forced all the cold air into his Dantian, which is now bubbling like boiling paste. But the bubbles are cold.
Of course she knows what happens in the sea of consciousness. She and the soul are one, or in other words, she multi-tasks. Here she is refining cold energy, and there she is kicking blood demons. The little thing, speaking ill of her in her territory, is indeed
Live impatiently.
But right now she couldn't care less about cleaning up the blood evil beads, as the spiritual power in her Dantian was disturbed by the cold air, causing her to vomit and have diarrhea.
It's really vomiting and diarrhea, the top is bubbling, the bottom is blooming. The cold air is acting as a demon in the middle.
The heat and cold in the dantian directly affected the outside. The closest place was the abdomen. For a moment, Hu Qing couldn't bear the pain and hugged his stomach. It was like an aunt who had not been here for a long time suddenly came and killed her, leaving no trace of her behind.
It's like eating arsenic and the crane's crown will be red, and the intestines will be pierced and the belly will be rotten.
Hu Qing scolded himself: I let you run around everywhere, and look, you ate a belly full of maggots.
She really wanted to squat on the toilet.
Silk cloth: What the hell?
Just do it if you want.
While his hands and feet were still strong, Hu Qing used the simplest and easiest materials to make a toilet for himself. He found a cave to set up a barrier and went to squat on the toilet.
Of course, this toilet does not have a flushing system. Of course, Hu Qing will not really go away.
Although it was a formality, when she sat down on it, she suddenly felt extremely safe. She felt that her pubic area was no longer so painful.
Ahem, I didn’t take off my pants.
After all, the silk cloth is still looking at it.
She sat on the toilet, put a small table in front of her, took a large bowl, put brown sugar in it, boiled the condensed water, and rinsed it.
Brown sugar, red sugar.
Regardless of whether it has that effect or not, Hu Qing feels more secure anyway.
Silk cloth asked her: "What kind of strange ritual is this? Is it the same as kneeling down and calling daddy?"
Hu Qing drank the brown sugar water with a small spoon. Her stomach hurt, but she thought she could do it: "Almost. But at this time, she should call 'my mother'."
Silk cloth thought again and again: "Dad is heaven, which is Qian. Mom is earth, which is Kun. You are so brave. You call Qiankun your parents."
Hu Qing was stunned and laughed at himself: "I was born to raise you, so I should call my parents."
She added: "So are you. No matter who created you, it was not the materials and spiritual energy provided by heaven and earth. We were both born and raised."
Silk cloth:...It turns out that I was born with it.
