At the foot of the snow-capped mountains, there was abundant water and grass, and the lush plants were tender and delicious. Hu Qing's eyes shone brightly as he grabbed a few and stuffed them into his mouth.
So fragrant.
Silk cloth: Even the grass is not spared. Who do you think you are? Why can't you remember it for a moment?
"Wuhua. Come out and eat grass." Hu Qing happily released the five flowers, and was shocked to see a skinny little pitiful person: "My Wuhua——"
As soon as the five flowers fell on the grass, I lost the strength to stand on my legs. I knelt down on the grass. I first looked up at Hu Qing with aggrieved eyes, then lowered my head and inhaled wildly. He didn't even pick the grass roots!
"Xiaobu, is this how you take care of Wuhua?" Hu Qing asked angrily in his heart.
Jubu feels guilty. Can he say that he has completely forgotten about Wuhua?
He said harshly: "It's a monster. It won't die if it doesn't eat for more than a year."
Moreover, it has only been more than a year, so he is not so thin because of hunger, right? Silk cloth is a little suspicious that Wuhua is a tea, and he is deliberately trying to suffer.
Hu Qing: "Can our Wuhua be an ordinary monster? Haven't you seen it with a bull's head and a horse's tail? We are different."
Silk cloth: "..."
Tomorrow he will stew this different green tea!
Hu Qing touched Wu Hua's big head: "Hua, why don't you run out when you are hungry? You are free."
If Wu Hua had the wisdom to speak, she would definitely tell her: I want to come, but it is too dangerous outside and I will die as soon as I come out, so I'd better go hungry.
Silk cloth sneered: "It has become a flower now. If you let Hu Huahua hear it, he can eat it."
Hey, yes, I have the same name as my eldest son. You should be more careful.
"Wuhua, you can eat as much as you want. Don't be afraid of overeating. I have medicine. You eat first and I'll look around. If anything happens, just moan."
Wuhua chewed grass and couldn't help but shook his head randomly.
Hu Qing walked around casually, she wanted to see what was going on in the space.
It is said that her space for planting was all thanks to the ginseng. At first, the ginseng told her to dig and dig, and she dug deep into the ground and found a ball of soft stuff, which felt like fine mud. In fact, it was just a ball.
mud.
A ball of mud that is as black as purple and as bright as purple. It is very delicate and feels more addictive than silk and milk.
At that time, she had a wild idea. Could it be that she had dug up the legendary soil?
Silk cloth laughed at her for talking about such foolish dreams. Soil? Rather, it is called fertile soil. It is the incarnation of the fertile soil of the earth and a kind of earth spirit. Spiritual beings that grow out of the ground are spiritual beings without intelligence.
It is more than enough to improve the soil and planting conditions in her small space.
Just like this, a trip to Yaoshan is worthwhile.
At this time, her spiritual consciousness entered the space, and Hu Qing took a first look at her land. At a glance, the land in the space was enlarged more than ten times, and it became fertile and good soil for planting. Unfortunately, the plants were too
There is not much, and the good land is left uncultivated.
Looking towards the edge of the land, Hu Qing was startled, and his thoughts flashed to the edge: "Isn't this fairy liquid? Why are there so many?"
She had no idea what happened at that time.
Silk cloth helped her think about it: "That's it. You are so wild. I thought I was going to lose my master again."
Bah, bah, bah, it’s unlucky to lose someone.
Hu Qing tried her best to recall but still couldn't remember what happened after helping Hu Nuan, but she knew that it was Silu Bu who saved her life, and she was grateful to him.
Silk cloth was embarrassed: "Everyone contributed. Especially the Brontosaurus, which helped you deliver the medicine into your body. Otherwise, you would have been injured like pieces and wouldn't have recovered so quickly."
Thunder Dragon? Hu Qing is surprised, Thunder Dragon can also heal injuries?
"So, you know our shortcomings very well, right? None of them can be cured. I looked around and found a technique that can heal itself as well. You should learn it."
Hu Qing: "..."
She said: "You tell me, why are these spiritual liquids so good? Why are they motionless? They don't even flow? Isn't this a river?"
It should be a river, right? The land surrounding her is dozens of meters wide, but on the other side of the river is a vast expanse of white that cannot be seen through.
She touched it carefully with her fingers, and was surprised to find that the spiritual liquid was solidified.
"How is this going?"
"I don't know." Silk cloth said, "Otherwise, you go ask the white eggs. They are made of them. By the way, ask it when it will come out. I see that it has lost all its flesh and grown its eggshell over the years."
Hu Qing was speechless. When he asked, Bai Dan didn't respond. I don't know if he didn't want to pay attention to her or he fell asleep tiredly after peeling off a layer of shells.
She said: "Thank you very much."
The white egg was motionless.
Hu Qing took a closer look and felt that the white egg had not become smaller. It seemed to be bigger than when he first arrived. Will the egg grow bigger?
When she returned to the high platform, her things were not reduced, except for some healing elixirs used by Thunder Dragon. There was a box on the table that could not be opened. It was the box she found under the floor tiles of the teleportation platform on the main peak of Yaoshan Mountain.
One. She guessed that it was the Ge family's treasure. Unfortunately, the box was so weirdly made that she hadn't found a way to open it yet. Did it need the blood of the Ge family? If so, she would have to go to Quhuanjie again in the future. It just happened to be a visit.
Li Xianglou is a good reason.
The withered mulberry tree grew taller and thicker, and was even thicker than her fist. New branches grew out where the branch originally cut off to give to Old Linghuo. The thicker end also grew much longer, with several branches growing out.
A new branch. At the bifurcation of the tree trunk, six crystal covers were hung in one breath, with different colors inside. It seems that the six spiritual fires have made their home on the withered mulberry trees.
The little mulberries have also grown up and turned into a light purple color. The only big mulberry is more purple and brighter, like a big apple, with a sweet smell.
Hu Qing took a sip and said with difficulty: "It's ready to eat."
Then just eat it.
"No. You have to leave it to the children. Let them share the food with them later." Suck, suck, suck.
Silk cloth: It’s just a mulberry, and there are so many more beside it.
Hu Qing: "You don't understand."
Silk cloth: "Yes, yes, yes, I only know the happiness of eating alone. Ah, I am so selfish."
Hu Qing: "..." It's strange.
Beside them, the ginseng seeds and samson trees are growing vigorously. The old ginseng’s wrinkle-free old face exudes a sense of leisurely Nanshan contentment.
It seems to be looking for a way to support itself in old age?
Hu Qing touched his chin: "Ask it, why did it run away from Yaoshan? As a plant and a medicinal material, a place like Yaoshan with both medicinal properties and spiritual power is suitable for it, right? Isn't it doing something to Yaoshan?
Did something bad happen?"
The silk cloth could answer her without asking: "How big is Yaoshan? It has been there for hundreds of thousands of years." Take her as an example: "Isn't Xiaoli Realm so big that I can't keep you here?"
As you say, can this compare?
"It said that it has been hiding from those pharmacists and alchemists, fearing that they would catch them back to make medicine. When the time comes, it will not be able to live or die on its own without freedom. The older it gets, the harder it can hide. Originally, it planned to wait for you when you entered.
Find someone easy to fool among those people."
Good, confused, done.
Sure enough, he was fooling her.
Silk cloth: "You help it avoid disasters, and it will give you a ginseng forest."
Hu Qing gritted his teeth: "How could I be fooled so easily? Where did it figure it out?"
Silk cloth was speechless for her: "Do you think that the spiritual beings who are enlightened can only talk? They each have their own innate magical powers. Old man's ginseng is not good at fighting. It is good at identifying the medicinal power and scent of elixirs on people. You are not a pharmacist or an alchemist.
, your aura is pure and righteous, so of course I will choose you.”
Hu Qing: "Can it still see that I am a good person?"
"If you match its aura, you won't be able to do anything bad."
Plants, like animals, have natural intuition and do not like to be close to dangerous, dark existences. To them, those pharmacists and alchemists are dangerous people who commit serious crimes, plant killers.
Hu Qing thought to herself that this was a sure sign that she was an honest person.
