I honestly got into the pool and soaked in 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 guys 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 and got into the water.
He was afraid that he would not be able to bear it when he saw his apprentice in such miserable condition. 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 looked for was further 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 knew clearly that it was the welfare of 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 an old tree with big white flowers.
The tree looks big from a distance, and even bigger from up close. There are vines with red and orange leaves hanging on the huge trunk. The bark grows in a distinctive twist, creating many beautiful lines on the trunk. The crown of the tree is like a cloud, with distinct leaves and flowers. The leaves grow into a green cloud underneath, and the flowers stretch out from the green cloud, enjoying the sunshine wantonly.
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, but there are people and it is noisy. It's hard to have it both ways - or turn them into mutes?
"Come up."
Hu Qing went up and saw Yunzhong lying lazily on a cluster of flowers. She found a place next to him and sat down.
"Master, where is the spiritual fire?"
ha?
Yunzhong sat upright in shock and looked her up and down. Are you so rude to him? Do you want spiritual fire when you come up? Your naughty kid just got into trouble and you didn't notice anything about 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 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 grew 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 say: "This flower is pretty, and this tree is quite old. Is it alive? Can it become a human being?"
Yunzhong said: "Don't speak."
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 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? Give me a happy word.
Yun Zhong glanced at her and looked at her again and again. Hu Qing let him look at her openly and smiled innocently at him.
Yunzhong 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 won't believe that he is purely kind. By saying this, she has shown her side's attitude. If she doesn't explain clearly now, she won't be bound by morality in the future.
Yun Zhongdao: "There is a spiritual fire under Canjian Mountain."
Hu Qing was refreshed and wished he could go now. But Yun Zhong wasn't done 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 strength. I can't even subdue it. You are not strong enough to fill the gap between its teeth."
Hu Qing said sarcastically: "Master, you must not be just greedy for me when you mention it."
"Yes. 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."
There was no smile in the clouds. Hu Qing didn't even smile.
Pointing 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 corners of Yun Zhong's lips curled up: "Okay."
Hu Qing retreated smoothly.
Yunzhong snorted, it turned out that he wanted to run out.
Hu flew in the direction he pointed and pressed his abdomen lightly, where the peach blossom charm was hidden.
Gotta get out. Her love luck is not strong to begin with, so what can she do if she is stuck here? Liaozhai? Are there any male ghosts here?
In the clouds?
Don't even think about it.
Not the one I like.
Moreover, the Peach Blossom Talisman did not respond to him.
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.
"What do you know? What's the point of 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 the fairy world, she is still a girl.
Her love interest is just beginning, her face is red, her heart is beating, and 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, Yun Zhong 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’s so boring, forget it, let’s go for a walk.
With a flash of thought, Yun Zhong appeared amidst the screams of thousands of ghosts. Instead of using his sword energy to open the way, his whole body lit up with a layer of soft white light, the light reaching the length of a foot. Shrunk down to an inch and walked away.
As he was walking, 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, blending perfectly with the surrounding ghostly aura. On his face, his facial features changed slightly, his skin became pale, and strange black and red lines appeared.
Shaking off the heavy and complicated coat, a terrifying aura surged out, and the surrounding ghosts immediately became 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?"
A ball of colorful brilliance in the thick ghost aura. In a room-sized lotus throne, a holy woman in white stands barefoot, with her hair pulled high into a complicated bun, embellished with pearls and emeralds. A little red makeup between the eyebrows, extraordinary.
Three red ribbons flew around, and the ghosts that hit them all let out miserable screams and then disappeared.
Yun Zhong looked at the three red silk ribbons and smiled. Could he finally hold it back?
(End of chapter)
