Although Xuan Yao was slightly injured than Hu Qian, he burned his origin at the cost of recovering much slower than Hu Qian.
After all, this is a place where spiritual energy is abundant. He has to absorb the spiritual energy and transform it to replenish himself. There is no other member of the same race who can help him, so he can only do it bit by bit.
Hu Qing wanted Demon Emperor Ling to help him, but Demon Emperor Ling disagreed, saying that there was no need to use it because of Xuan Yao's injury.
Hu Qing wanted to take a nap, but none of the kids were willing. Hu Nuan even put away the small bed and put out an extra-large bed, which was all carved with patterns. It was a high bed with soft sleepers, and the whole family could lie down on it.
Rolling.
"Where did it come from? Do you think your extravagant behavior looks like a cultivator?" Hu Qing looked at the colorful jade mosaic inlaid on the bed rail and scolded him bitterly.
Are you a rich second generation? Your mother hasn’t started working hard yet.
Hu Nuan pouted and said, "Mom, don't make such a fuss. The cold jade carved bed used by Uncle Shuanghua is bigger than this one, and the large shark shading bed used by Leng Ruo is also bigger than this one. The hundred flower bed she gave me is also bigger than this one."
This is good. I am already very low-key."
Hu Qing said: "You also brought the bed?"
Hu Nuan: "No. It's the bed used by Chaohua Zong before. The beds of the Jurchens of Chaohua Zong are more beautiful than the other. You have never seen them before."
Hu Qingmo, she really has never seen it before. Why is she looking at someone else's bed in such a good way?
However, do people use daily necessities of such quality and grade? - Before that, she was still complacent about having a big house and a big villa. What the hell, only now did she realize that she had a big house and a big villa.
, in the eyes of truly wealthy people, it is a configuration for the poor.
sigh.
As soon as the word "poverty" touches one's body, one has to fight hard with one's life.
Several people were holding quilts and pestering her to tell her about the battle with Baili Jiang. Xuan Yao was weak, so everyone squeezed him and used quilts to separate him from the bed. It was pitiful.
"Don't you know how to backtrack? Have you all seen it?"
Hu Huahua said: "I can only see some pictures, not all of them, and there is no sound, which is not interesting."
Hu Qing said: "I'm hungry."
Bang bang bang, the carp jumped up, and no one shied away from cooking for her.
Hu Qing was very pleased and pulled Hu Caicai: "You stay here."
He raised his leg to touch Xuan Yao, who was struggling to get up: "An Sheng, your cooking skills are not that good."
Xuan Yao then lay down quietly.
Finally, Hu Qing enjoyed the blessing of having children.
She lay on the soft quilt and just opened her mouth.
Eat with one mouth, talk with the same mouth. Several good sons, daughters, and nephews were considerate of her injuries and fed her with all kinds of good ingredients, but they were also inconsiderate and made her talk carefully about everything, whether it was fighting against Baili Jiang or in the secret realm.
She was asked to explain clearly the situation inside and even what kind of monsters were in the Demon Cave.
Hu Qing was asked such questions that he felt dizzy, suffocated, and weak in energy and blood: "These are questions for Xuan Yao."
Xuan Yao immediately recalled the pain of being asked this and that: "I have already explained everything. If you ask me again, I can't figure it out."
Hu Qing was surprised: "You can go in and see for yourself."
Everyone chirped: "There's no way you can get in. With your slash, even the door outside was split open. Master said you can't get in until it's repaired."
Hu Qing was stunned for a moment: "Can my slash reach the outside? Am I so powerful?"
Several people pressed against her and said, "Mom, that's a really powerful move. Please teach us."
Hu Zhuzhu also wanted to learn: "Auntie, my good aunt."
Hu Qing looked at the older young man Hu Zhuzhu with mixed emotions: "Zhuzhu, when you grow up, you finally know how to be sweet-tongued?"
It's too late, you are not as cute as you were when you were a child.
As for the trick of making gods and ghosts cry, they can't learn it.
"You guys are demons, and you can't practice demonic cultivation techniques. Xuan Yao can do it."
Hu Nuan raised his hand: "I can do that too."
"You're so stupid!" Hu Qing's eyes widened, "You're such a nice person, why would you try to learn something you can't do if there are better and more suitable techniques?"
"But you-"
"I have no choice. Baili Jiang is so powerful that even ten thousand of me can't be her opponent. I have no choice but to risk my life and borrow the power of the secret realm to deal with her." Hu Qing said helplessly, "If it weren't for
In the Demon Cave, I have no spiritual energy to replenish except the demonic energy. If I were outside, I would not risk my life to touch the demonic power."
Therefore, it is forced by the general environment.
If it hadn't been for this, even if she only had to come out of the Demon Cave, she wouldn't have used the cry of gods and ghosts, but would have extracted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the five spiritual fires. Maybe, she could really be kept.
She said to Hu Nuan: "You are not suitable for cultivating demons, so why not practice Buddhism instead? Didn't the masters teach you a lot?"
Hu Nuan hummed, then you still messed me up and asked her: "What if I encounter such a situation?"
Ah, Hu Qing remembered: "Yes, I will teach you the technique of converting spiritual energy and demonic energy."
Xuan Yao said: "You don't want to learn from me because you are afraid that I will teach you wrongly."
How many people are looking at him, nonsense, you are just a rookie.
As a result, after learning it, I found that Huhuahua, Huzhuzhu, and Hucaicai couldn't be used, so I learned it from Hu Nuan.
"Yes, you have your own inheritance, so practice your own skills."
Hu Huahua nodded and said, "Yes, we demon clan should have our own secret methods for converting spiritual power, and we may wake up one day."
Hu Qingwei is really envious, seeing that their education system is engraved in their blood, and as long as they are alive, the inheritance will not be broken.
She said: "Don't always accompany me. Those who should practice must practice. That woman Bailijiang will definitely not let Canjianshan go. In the future, you must be extremely careful when you go out. In the final analysis, you must
The more powerful the better.”
So, what happened next when I fell in love with my junior brother and imprisoned the master? Did it happen before he was imprisoned and sealed?
Thinking of this, I scratched my head and punched the quilt with my fist. Damn Yun Zhong, is that a story? It's not even as good as an outline.
Her children and nephews looked at her gnashing her teeth in wonder, thinking that she hated Baili Jiang so much that they all expressed that they would kill Baili Jiang to wash away the shame she suffered.
Hu Qing's heart is so blocked.
Shame on her!
The rest of her recovery consisted of eating and sleeping. Fortunately, Tang Er was kind-hearted and the medicinal diet he prescribed for her tasted good. The little ones used his own hands to cook every meal and feed it to her mouth with their own hands, which moved Hu Qing so much.
It doesn't work, it makes other masters very angry.
"If you were a teacher, would you be able to do this?"
The apprentices were puzzled: "Why can't you do such a small thing? Master, think big, if you are killed by Baili Jiang, I will sacrifice her head."
"..."
Well, the little touch of emotion I had originally has disappeared without a trace. I don’t dare to ask for filial piety or anything like that. I’d better live a good life as a teacher.
Hu Qing, who had been recuperating like a confinement, was finally healed, and she couldn't wait to go to her fire room. After lying there for half a year, all the muscles in her body had shrunk into knots, and she was in urgent need of some iron to stretch herself.
In the valley and outside the fire room, a dead magic dragon and a dead magic eagle came into view, and there were a bunch of other magic beasts around them.
Jin Xin proudly put one hand on his waist and waved out his other hand, scolding Fang Qiu: "Auntie, we got this for you, you can use it as you wish."
