I honestly got into the pool and took a dip in the cold water.
"Only use spiritual power." Hu Qing walked around their heads and looked at the others.
Shuang Hua said first: "I will definitely go inside. You can each look at your strength."
Hu Qing said: "You try it here first. The cold pool here is not simple, and the cold force is difficult to resolve."
Shuanghua listened to the advice and chose a pool that was about the same distance from Hu Nuan's pool. She turned her back to it and got into the water.
She was afraid that she would not be able to bear it when she saw her apprentice's misery. She was also very angry when she saw Canjian Tomb being harmed like that. For the sake of her apprentice, she must be punished.
Others also found a place to go down.
The pool Yan Ying found was farther inside than Shuang Hua's.
Shuanghua was surprised.
Yan Ying smiled: "I've been bathing in cold springs since I was a child."
Shuang Hua clearly thought that it was the benefit of being the daughter of the sect master of Jiucang Mountain.
Seeing Hu Qing going out, he called her: "Aren't you coming down? Let's go together. Look, you're as red as a shrimp."
Hu Qing waved his hand: "I have something to do, I'll come back later."
She went to find Yunzhong.
It's easy to find it in the clouds. I'm drinking wine while lying on the old tree with big white flowers.
The tree looks very big from a distance, and even bigger from a closer look. The huge trunk is hung with vines with red leaves and orange leaves. The bark grows in a distinctive twist, twisting out many beautiful lines on the trunk. The crown of the tree is like clouds, and the leaves are
The flowers are distinct. The leaves grow into a green cloud at the bottom, and the flowers stick out from the green cloud, enjoying the sunshine freely.
Hu Qing fell under the tree, raised his head and shouted: "Master."
Yun Zhong lazily replied from above: "It's just a bunch of broken swords, not worthy of your fanfare. Go back."
Hu Qing said: "I have other things to do."
Yun Zhong sighed, look, no one is lonely in the mountains, and when there are people, they are noisy. It is difficult to have both ends of the world - or will they become mute?
"Come up."
Hu Qing went up and saw Yun Zhong lying lazily on a cluster of flowers. She found a place next to her and sat down too.
"Master, where is the spiritual fire?"
ha?
Yun Zhong sat upright in shock and looked her up and down. Are you so rude to him? He asked for spiritual fire when he came up? Your naughty kid got into trouble and you didn't even notice it?
Hu chuckled so hard that he showed two rows of teeth: "I am a weapon master. I need a good fire."
Yun Zhong: "Aren't you making ground fire?"
"It's not convenient. It's more convenient to carry the spiritual fire with you."
Yun Zhong was speechless and lay back down again, closing his eyes and basking in the sun.
Hu Qing was not in a hurry and looked at the flowers on the left and right. The flower was very big, bigger than her face. The outer petals were round and thick, while the inner petals were thin and slender. They were odorless and as white as snow.
When I have nothing to say, I find something to say: "This flower is pretty, and this tree is quite old. Is it alive? Can it become a human being?"
Yunzhong said: "Don't talk."
Hu Qing shut his mouth.
After waiting for a long time, Yun Zhong opened his eyes and said, "Hey, maybe it's your fate."
Hu Qing perked up: "How do you say it?"
Yun Zhong said: "Spiritual fire."
Hu Qing screamed in his heart, and joy almost overflowed from his face.
"Master, you are so kind to me. Can I ask - how can we inspire our master?"
In other words, you brought us here and gave us the inheritance. What do you need us to do? Just give us a happy word.
Yun Zhong cast his gaze over and looked at her again and again. Hu Qing let him look at her openly and smiled innocently at him.
Yun Zhong snorted, picked a petal and bit it between his lips: "What can you do? Become stronger first."
If he doesn't answer directly, Hu Qing will not believe that he is just being kind. By saying this, she has shown her attitude. If she doesn't make it clear now, she won't be bound by morality in the future.
Yun Zhongdao: "There is a spiritual fire under Canjian Mountain."
Hu Qing perked up and wished he could go now. But Yun Zhong hadn't finished speaking yet.
"Very fierce."
Hu Qing asked cautiously: "Isn't there any senior who can conquer it?"
Yun Zhongdao: "It grows together with Canjian Mountain. Wouldn't conquering it be digging the foundation of Canjian Mountain?"
Hu Qing immediately stood in awe: "Then I will never touch it."
Yun Zhong sneered: "You also have that kind of strength. I can't even subdue it. You're not strong enough to fill the gaps between its teeth."
Hu Qing said: "Master, when you mention it, you must not just be greedy for me."
"Well. I've counted the days and its little spiritual fire should be cultivated. You can try it."
Little spirit fire?
Hu Qing was surprised: "Spiritual fire can still give birth to children?"
Yun Zhong wanted to kick her: "With abundant spiritual power, it is normal for a second spiritual fire to be born."
Hu Qing hahaha: "Of course I know, I'm just joking. Hahaha."
Yun Zhong didn't smile, and Hu Qing didn't smile either.
He pointed her in the direction: "Go."
Hu Qing did not move: "Master, you gave me the precious spiritual fire right now? I deserve it."
Yun Zhong raised his eyebrows: "So?"
Hu Qing clenched his fist and swore: "When I conquer the spiritual fire, I will open the furnace and refine the weapons. I will refine more weapons and go out to sell them to make money and support the sect."
The corner of Yun Zhong's mouth curled up: "Okay."
Hu Qing retreated smoothly.
Yunzhong snorted, it turned out that he was just trying to run out.
Hu, who flew in the direction he pointed, pressed his abdomen lightly, where the peach blossom charm was hidden.
She has to get out. Her love luck is not strong to begin with, so what can she do if she is stuck here? Is it a chat room? Are there any male ghosts here?
In the cloud?
Don't even think about it.
Not the one I like.
Moreover, the Peach Blossom Talisman didn't respond to him either.
Silk cloth was speechless about her thoughts: "Why are you so anxious? There are many fairies who have tasted love for the first time after tens of thousands of years."
How many thousand years old?
No, no, no.
"What do you know? What is it about falling in love? Mentality! Can the mentality of a teenager, a youth, a middle-aged mentality, and an old mentality be the same? Each stage has its own beauty. I don't want to miss any stage, okay?"
In terms of the fairy world, she is still a girl... right?
Her love interest is just beginning, her face is red, her heart is beating, her hormones are rising... What's wrong with her wanting to experience the taste of love?
Her love cannot be contained in a cage!
While Hu Qing was looking for a place to head underground, Yunzhong slowly stood up from the tree. After bringing such a large group of people back, there was still no one to chat with him. It was so boring, forget it, let's go out for a walk.
As soon as the thought flashed, Yun Zhong appeared in the mournful screams of all the ghosts. Instead of using his sword energy to open the way, his whole body lit up with a layer of soft white light, which was as long as a foot. He shrunk to an inch and walked away.
As he walked, he suddenly tilted his head and listened for a moment. Disgust appeared in his eyes, and he turned his feet in a different direction. With his impatient steps, the dark blue and light blue clothes gradually became thicker, and finally turned into black, which was perfect for the ghostly atmosphere around him.
Fusion. On his face, his facial features changed slightly, his skin became pale, and strange black and red lines appeared.
He shook off his heavy and complicated coat, and a terrifying aura surged out. The surrounding ghosts were instantly frightened and moved away, leaving a large area free.
As soon as he stepped out, the distant sounds became clearly audible.
It was the sound of ghosts being killed, and sometimes calls.
"Long Yi, where are you?"
There is a ball of colorful brilliance in the thick ghost aura. In a room-sized lotus throne, a holy woman in white stands barefoot. Her hair is pulled high into a complicated bun and decorated with pearls. A little red makeup between her eyebrows is otherworldly.
Three red ribbons flew around, and all the ghosts that hit it let out miserable screams and then disappeared.
Yun Zhong looked at the three red ribbons and smiled, could he finally hold back?