Hu Qing glanced at the high platform where the items were stacked. Hei Jiao's items collected last time had not yet been properly sorted. As for the black dragon, throw it into the open space next to the high platform. With her current soul strength, she doesn't need to release it to deal with it.
No one should bother her, so Hu Qingbian rolled up his sleeves symbolically.
First, separate the spiritual crystals and spiritual stones according to their grades, and then put the collection of black dragons into categories. The utensils and other items are placed separately in a place where she can easily find them.
She had taken back the spear she had fought with Ji Dian before. The sharp tip had been completely corroded and could no longer be used. The material can only be melted down and remade into a container later.
There are still two fairy swords at Fengling's place, and she doesn't plan to come back.
After packing up her things, Hu Qing walked to the high platform. The so-called high platform is actually just higher than the ground, not much higher, so that the black dragon's big head is still a lot higher when squeezed on the edge of the high platform.
The space is sealed and has a certain preservation function. The black dragon had not been dead for long, and there was still a lot of spiritual power in his body. At this time, he still looked alive, as if he had died.
Hu Qing released a trace of his spiritual consciousness to drill into the scales, but failed to lift them up, which shows how powerful the black dragon monster's body is.
Let's just stick to the short knife.
The short knife is also kindly provided by Heijiao. The first thing you want to do when slaying a dragon is to dig out its eyes.
Holding a short knife in his hand, Hu Qing stepped on the dragon's head and face with a few steps. With a lift of his left hand, he lifted up the black dragon's eyelids. He was startled when he met a dark blue pupil with a sliver of black.
She almost thought he was still alive.
Using his spiritual consciousness to explore the path, he carefully inserted the short knife between the eyeballs and removed the entire eyeball completely. The blood vessels on it were also peeled off cleanly and beautifully.
The black dragon's head is smaller than Ji Dian's. At least, the black dragon cannot chew her like a walnut. However, the black dragon is very long, and the overall size of the black dragon is still larger.
The dragon's eyes were more suitable for use as medicine than for refining weapons, and she planned to hand them over to Elder Tang Er. Elder Tang Er is destined to be an immortal alchemist. The pills she will take in the future will all depend on Elder Tang Er. Or, just give money.
He took out the other eye and sealed it with a jade box. Hu Qing jumped to the ground, pushed the dragon's head, and planned to peel the skin from the dragon's mouth.
"Huh?"
An old lamp was placed under the dragon's head. The whole body was smashed into the soil, and only the top ring was exposed.
Isn't this the exquisite lamp taken from Zheliu's "donation"?
The exquisite lamp has a cover, and the hollow patterns are painted with Yunshan Daze. The base of the lamp has one leg. The body of the lamp has several layers, and the same hollow patterns are different. There is a small lampstand in the middle, only the size of the palm of your hand.
Very old and rusty, without any brilliance as a treasure. Hu Qing felt that this thing was the most interesting among Zhe Liu's private properties, so he only took this one.
But she didn't know how to use it or what it was used for.
At this time, the exquisite lamp was still old, but the lampstand inside had a slight layer of moisture.
Hu Qing held the exquisite lamp and stared at the wet layer for a long time, his face gradually becoming serious. This layer is suspected to be lamp oil, which was transformed by the dead soul of the black dragon.
That day, the soul of the black dragon and the demon body were taken into the space by her. The soul was already dead and could not survive the storm. Later, Hu Qing was on his way and didn't deal with it in time. He thought that it was just a dead soul. It was scattered in the space and added energy to the space.
Why did you go to Linglongzhan to make lamp oil?
Silk cloth said at the right time: "Isn't this in the weapon refining collection?"
Hu Qing couldn't help but roll his eyes: "This is just a lamp. There are many lamp-shaped objects and various functions. If you want to know what this is used for, either we know it, or it knows us."
How to make it know them? Recognize the Lord.
Silk cloth said: "Indeed, I have seen a lot of lanterns. Some are for absorbing demons, some are for absorbing demons, some are for refining ghosts, some are for healing, oh, and some have a space for living creatures in the universe. Otherwise, you It recognizes the Lord and has a look.”
Hu Qing hesitated. The exquisite lamp sucks dead souls. His spiritual consciousness swept over the exquisite lamp, but there was no trace of recognition of the Lord on it.
Zheliu has never recognized his master?
Hu Qing looked at the exquisite lamp again and again. He looked at it with his eyes, with his spiritual power, and with his consciousness. He looked at it and saw that it was an ordinary lamp.
She hesitated for a moment, then opened her eyes on the bed, pricked her finger to bleed, and then took it back into the space.
"Xiaobu, it's really troublesome that my body can't enter the space."
Silk cloth: "There is no way, the space is incomplete, just wait until it is repaired. When the time comes, you want your soul to go in, your soul to go in, and your body to go in."
Blood dripped drop by drop on the exquisite lamp.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, the blood dripping on it did not decrease or change color.
Hu Qing grabbed the silk cloth and wiped it on.
Silk cloth: "."
Hu Qing put another brand of spiritual consciousness on it, and then he put it on and slid away. That feeling is like a mark of divine consciousness being placed on a rotten wood. Not everything can be branded, not just useless ordinary things. There are also natural dead things, such as mountains and water, which can leave a mark. It does not mean there is ownership. Only something with spiritual power will do. Moreover, the stronger the brand of spiritual consciousness, the stronger the opponent's spiritual power must be, otherwise, it will not be able to withstand it.
This exquisite lamp cannot be beaten, but Hu Qing does not think it is useless.
She thought for a moment and smiled evilly. Isn't it just that it's old and broken and can't be used anymore? By coincidence, she is a tool maker, so she can just burn it with fire.
Holding the exquisite lamp, he left the space and flew toward the little sun in the sea of consciousness.
Silk cloth followed: "No way, you bake it directly under the scorching sun?"
Hu Qing smirked: "Use it as a toy for little things."
Lifting the exquisite lamp to the side of the ruddy little sun, Hu Qing said in a soft voice: "Lie Lie, can you help sister bake this lamp?"
A small flaming hand stretched out from the little sun and slapped on the exquisite lamp. The exquisite lamp flew out with a swish.
Hu Qing: "."
The little hand stretched and stretched, touching Hu Qing's cheek, grabbing a handful with open fingers, then crawled over her ears, grabbed the hair, and pulled.
Hu Qing: "."
Naughty boy, naughty boy.
"Lilie, come out and play with your sister."
Silk cloth pouted, who is the sister? I don't know how much older she is.
A ball of fire jumped out of the little sun and touched the side of Hu Qing's neck. Two small hands happily pulled her hair, and her hair was spread out in a few strokes.
Hu Qing helplessly allowed it to cause trouble, and touched the small flame, but it didn't feel hot at all.
That ruddy little sun should be the nest that Lie Huoyan built for herself. It was not hot to the touch, but when she touched it lightly with the tip of her finger, she immediately felt a heartbreaking pain, which hurt her soul. This thing is dangerous.
There was no conversation, and although Liehuo Zhuoyan didn't respond, Hu Qing could feel that it was very happy. He couldn't help but feel guilty. The sea of consciousness was empty. The only toy around the sea, the crystal coral corridor, was built by Lie Huoyan himself. They never avoid it, let alone play with it.
"Lilie, would you like my sister to find you a friend to play with?"
Don't even think about Hu Nuan, she has ice spirit roots, and the burning fire will follow her and melt her.
The fiery flames danced on top of her head and flew back to the little sun.
What's going on here? Angry?
Hu Qing was stunned and said tentatively: "Then I won't look for you anymore. I'll play with you."
The little flame jumped back on her head, grabbing her hair with two small hands and pulling.
All right. That's fine too.
