Yang Tianxiao looked at Hu Qing, obviously not angry or happy, but Hu Qing felt unprecedented pressure.
Yang Tianxiao said: "Those in power are most afraid of being indecisive."
Hu Qing's throat felt dry: "Yes."
Yang Tianxiao said: "Don't be sloppy when making a decision. Even if you make a mistake, just correct it. Once you do it, you can't regret it."
Meaning, it’s best to take the right path. If you take the wrong path, then take the wrong path to the right one. Regardless of mountains of swords, seas of fire or thorns, if you walk through them with a smile, you will win!
Just kill Mao Yurou, how can such a big immortal sect with so many people drag her back and forth for her? Even if he kills her and causes losses, he can bear it.
Yang Tianxiao said: "You are not short of decisiveness at critical moments, but you usually muddle along. Now that you have a different identity, you have to change some of your habits."
Hu Qing bowed his head and accepted the training.
Yang Tianxiao said to Fan Lao again: "If you don't do what you say, you can't regret it. Your Taoist heart is still not firm enough."
When Yao Cenzi and Mao Yurou divorced, he promised to kill her, but what happened? She arrived at Shuangyang Sect and was arrested, but he didn't kill her!
What is this if it's not useless?
Fan Lao also bowed his head to accept the punishment and admitted his mistake: "I have regressed." He was very upset.
Yang Tianxiao asked the two of them to pick up the messy things on the ground, which all had spatial attributes. Everything else that was brought outside, whether it was weapons, concealed weapons or jewelry, were all burned clean by Fan Lao and his clothes.
Hu Qing thought of something: "Her protective clothing must be good."
Fan Lao: "What good is being burned?"
Yang Tianxiao found out the carrier of Maoyurou Space, which was a crystal clear jade pendant with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. He entered his consciousness and scanned it, disdainfully: "It's very ordinary. If you don't practice enough, the space can't support it."
Hu Qing was curious: "How big is it?"
Yang Tianxiao told her to see for herself. Anyone's consciousness could enter the ownerless space, and if Mao Yurou died, the space would definitely be damaged and it would not be able to stop prying eyes for the time being.
Hu Qing took a look at it and said with disdain: "It's not that big, it can't compare to mine."
It is a living space, with mountains, water, fields and houses. It is actually not too small, more than 10,000 square kilometers, but - this light space is the world!
Hu Qing said: "Xiaoli is stingy."
Silk cloth sneered: "Do you think anyone has such good luck as you? Such a small space is already a rare treasure. If it is released, everyone will fight for it."
Hu Qing thinks about those relics, caves, tombs and the like. Many of them are not as big as this space. Aren't they being fought over by everyone?
Moreover, the space is not big and there are a lot of things inside! Mao Yurou is quite good at hoarding goods, and the full amount of spiritual plants alone can be a big income.
"Master, let me pick out the things I don't have."
Yang Tianxiao originally wanted her to use it first, so he said: "There is a soil spirit in it. You can catch it and use it yourself."
Earth spirit!
Hu Qing's spirit perked up. He poured in more consciousness and rummaged around in Maoyurou's space. His consciousness formed a web and flew over it without knocking over things or disturbing the living creatures. Finally, he grabbed something from the ground.
Only a dozen meters long dark yellow earth scorpion came.
Pull out the space.
Oh, what a big one. Fortunately, the cell is big enough.
The earth scorpion raised its tail high towards Hu Qing.
"What do you mean? The object resembles the owner? This image is quite rare." Hu Qing said to the earth scorpion, "Why don't you turn into a human being?"
Then he pinched his waist and laughed wildly: "Of course it's because you can't, hahahaha."
The villain succeeds.
The earth scorpion's eyes glowed red, and its tail stabbed hard at her.
Hu Qing let out a hey and jumped up with his fists in hand.
"Let's go out first."
Yang Tianxiao and Fan Lao went upstairs.
Hu Qing jumped on the scorpion's back and sprinted, holding the base of the scorpion's tail and burying his head in one mouthful.
The Hunyuan in her body was restless, and the strange fire spread a thin layer on her teeth. The originally indestructible hard shell was easily torn off large pieces, which were chewed crunchily in Hu Qing's mouth.
I don’t know why, but after eating Yaomu Qiantanhuo, Hu Qing’s appetite became very strange, and I wanted to take a bite of everything I saw.
The earth scorpion whined, feeling the pain of his body being eroded by the strange fire. His tail formed a circle and was pierced towards his own tail. At the same time, many sharp stone thorns popped out from Hu Qing's feet.
Hu Qing did not hide at all, letting the stone thorns pierce her soles and legs. She stared at the scorpion's tail, closed her palms, and opened her mouth to bite it. Her whole head was on fire.
The poisonous sting failed to hurt Hu Qing, but the strange fire caused him unbearable pain.
After all, it is a soil spirit that cannot reach the standard of transforming into a human form. Qingguang cannot defeat Hu Qing, let alone a small scorpion.
No matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't escape the tickles that gnawed here and there on its back.
Hunyuan was very satisfied with the high-quality ingredients, which aroused an even more vigorous appetite. Hu Qian became red-eyed after eating, and unknowingly ate all the tail of the earth scorpion and more than half of its legs. His Dantian was hot, as if he had an abnormality.
Fire-burnt food falls directly into it.
Silk cloth watched for her: "Eat, eat, keep eating."
The earth scorpion fell to the ground slumped, helpless. If it were normal, it would not be so vulnerable. Mao Yurou was its owner. Once the owner died, it suffered a backlash. It had already paid a heavy price for not dying together, and it was the weakest.
When it encounters the most terrifying enemy, what can it do except let others devour it?
Sadly, why was I contracted in the first place and why did I become someone else's vassal?
After eating and wiping clean, Hu Qing leaned against the wall and touched his swollen belly with satisfaction.
Silk cloth: "Congratulations, you have born an earth spiritual root."
Hu Qing was a little surprised, but then he felt that he was not surprised: "You can only grow a spiritual root by eating a soil spirit. This spiritual root is so precious. Then - should I eat a wood spirit again?"
Silk cloth: "How about you go and eat the heart of Muyuan?"
Hu Qing was stunned.
Silk cloth: "The martial arts world is on the right track, you can take back the heart of Mu Yuan."
Hu Qing muttered: "I will discuss it with Wu Ding."
It depends on the meaning of Tiandao in Wuding Realm.
Suddenly my stomach was churning, I vomited, and something fell to the ground.
It's a little scorpion only as long as a finger.
Hu Qing: "..."
"Yo, yo, you've given birth. Congratulations on giving birth to a cross-species child." Silk cloth said in a strange tone.
Hu Qing wanted to tear him apart, so she picked up the little scorpion. The little scorpion rubbed her palm with its tail in a daze, and the aura of earth spiritual power on its body was pure and strong.
She just wanted to eat it clean, but she didn't expect that this little thing was not destined to die. The source survived and escaped from the tiger's mouth. Since God's will was like this, she couldn't tolerate it.
The earth spirit who called out the space carefully handed it over to him: "Here, raise the child. Have you chosen a name for yourself?"
The earth spirit was surprised and held up a small creature of the same attribute, with uncontrollable joy in his eyes: "I'll call him."
interest?
Hu Qing looked him up and down and found nothing interesting about him.
Seeing her like this, the earth spirit wrote with his fingers in the air: "Go."
Hu Qing stared at the word "go" with condensed spiritual power, feeling deeply speechless.
Why, remembering the past? Why didn't you scream? Just cut off your own arm again.
"This word doesn't work. When I ask others to do something, it's like calling you." Hu Qing thought for a moment and wrote with his finger in the air: "This is it."
