After eating the merits, everyone felt as if they were drunk and looked for a place to rest. Even the six spiritual fires fell on the withered mulberry tree and turned into red persimmons.
Thanks to the integration of space, the dry mulberry tree suddenly grew into a towering tree with a luxuriant crown and many mulberries dotted under the leaves, many of which were purple in color, which was really beautiful.
She picked one and ate it, it was sour and sweet. After taking it, a small but very strong fire spiritual power emerges from the Dantian. It travels around the world and returns to the Dantian. The spiritual power of the Dantian becomes slightly stronger.
Her Dantian has a huge capacity, and a wisp for her is probably a small wisp for an ordinary second-level immortal.
"It tastes good, and it should be good enough to make wine."
Hu Qing muttered to himself. Without Silk Bu and the others to talk to him, the space was so quiet that it made people panic.
Time to put in the critters.
Thinking of small animals, she went to see the first immigrants in space: the basilisk.
The Scar Seed Vine has grown into a large area, covered with Scar Seed Fruit, and the number of Fire-Line Basilisks has nearly doubled compared to before. He was not afraid of being stared at by Hu Qing, and ate leisurely while holding Dao Ba Zi Guo.
There is a sense that Hu Qing works hard just to let them enjoy their happiness.
Hu Qing snorted, she couldn't help others, she had to build a biological chain! What is the basilisk afraid of? Raise a big snake, a big frog, a big eagle!
He released his spiritual consciousness and surveyed the entire space - it took a long time, but his spiritual consciousness extended out in all directions without reaching his head. Oh my god, the space is so huge that it’s so big that spiritual consciousness can’t detect it!
Hu Qing was so excited.
Thinking of what the silk cloth said, the golden turtle shell has its own world, the world! I wonder if there will ever be a day when my own space becomes the world.
However, the current space is too barren, so she needs to transplant more plants. And although the terrain in space cannot be called varied, there are all kinds of terrains, including high mountains, low valleys, plains, basins, and plateaus.
She needs to pay attention to variety when transplanting plants.
What made her feel strange was that the spiritual liquid that had surrounded her old space was opened up into a huge suspended fountain group that stood in the air and circulated in circles. A trace of spiritual power spread to every corner of the space in the flow of spiritual liquid.
Hu Qing felt that these spiritual fluids were nourishing the space. And when the space is on the right track, the spiritual energy will be condensed and fed back to the spiritual liquid fountain. Over the years, the two will form a good cycle, and her small world of origin will become better and more stable.
Could it be that the inner world of Jin Ao is also like this?
Come to think of it, without a good internal circulation and aura generation mechanism, it would be difficult for Jin Ao to live a long life.
Hu Qing thought of immortals cultivating immortality, and if they blindly seek spiritual power from the outside world without giving back, what would happen to the world?
Then she smiled freely and said, "Immortals will die, don't they all go back when they die?"
What about the world of cultivation that the monks ascended and left? How to make up for the spiritual power taken away by the monks?
She made a fist and put it to the tip of her nose. There were many kinds of plants, many kinds of plants that could produce spiritual energy.
And the lair of the gold-swallowing divine beast was finally revealed. What a big, shiny island!
Hu Qingli looked away from him with a dull look on his face. No wonder the two of them could come together because they had similar attributes.
When Hu Nuan arrived, she insisted on bringing her in to see how much her little friend was burning.
She also didn't want to think about what she would do if Hu Nuan saw her and wanted an identical one.
Hu Qing left the space, the spirit ship was still flying, and Xuan Yao was guarding the door outside, sitting on a small bench with his two long legs bent.
She was amused and distressed. When she opened the door, Xuan Yao turned back and raised his face.
"Mom." She smiled silly.
Hu Qing pulled him up: "Don't you know how to change to a big, comfortable chair? Just set up a barrier and do your thing."
Xuan Yao smiled: "The spirit ship keeps flying, and I have nothing to do on the ship."
"Where's Okja?"
"I was called over by the heads of the nine families. I've been bruised and swollen every day these past few days."
Hu Qing smiled unkindly: "The Nine Clans are more arrogant than the Nine Sects. He is lucky to be pointed out by the Nine Clans. Has anyone ever looked for me?"
Xuan Yao: "Han Li came once, and so did Yao Cenzi. I think they were both in a bad mood."
Xuan Yao is not so respectful when carrying someone behind his back. After all, he only recognizes his mother.
Hu Qing thought, could it be that Mao Yurou became a monster again?
"There are female seniors who have also been here." Xuan Yao said, embarrassed to say that those female seniors were too lively and he couldn't resist them.
Hu Qing was surprised and asked Xuan Yao to stop guarding. She went to find the beautiful master.
Hu Qing was surprised when he saw it: "Is it going to be fine so soon? I thought you were going to retreat."
Hu Qing: "I'm just tired. I just need enough sleep." She asked, "What do the masters want from me?"
Everyone looked even more surprised: "What are we doing to you? Are you fun? Of course we are going to tease little Xuan Yao. The little guy looks so cute when he blushes."
Hu Qing: "My son is still young, so you grandmothers shouldn't be too mean."
It was said that grandma had offended a group of people, and they all shouted to show her off. Hu Qing was held down and seven or eight hands scratched her body, making her laugh so hard that she almost died.
After finally getting up, he begged for mercy: "Master, let's talk about Mao Yurou."
Everyone suddenly became cold-faced: "What are you talking about? That shameless person is on the spiritual boat at the back."
What?
Hu Qing immediately ran out and ran up to the observation deck. Sure enough, he saw a strange spirit boat not far behind the team of spirit boats.
A larger spirit ship than theirs.
She ran back again and again: "What do you mean? Doesn't she have a man? Is her man willing to follow the one in front like this?"
The female fairies had sarcastic faces: "My husband is following her. That woman is so powerful. Her husband doesn't care about her past at all, and he still wants to be friends with her ex."
Hu Qing: "."
Met the king.
But - it's not worth it for such a big spiritual ship to follow. Could it be that the current leader of Mao Yurou is the Pavilion Master of Wanxian Pavilion?
Hiss, that’s really something you can’t afford to offend.
A group of women were angry for a while, and then they got to the point: "Actually, it has nothing to do with that woman. It is the custom of Wanxian Pavilion to recruit disciples. Wanxian Pavilion has high reputation and seniority, and has always taken turns to recruit good talents with good qualifications in various immortal worlds. It just happened. It’s time for them to go to Cunzhong Realm, so let’s go together.”
When it comes to Mao Yurou, all the fairies are disgusted. But when it comes to Wanxian Pavilion, they are much more serious, and they have a good impression of Wanxian Pavilion in their conversations.
Hu Qing said: "It's really impressive. Are they also from the Beast Control Gate?"
"No. Who doesn't want to take a piece of the big cake of the Beast Control Sect? The Wanxian Pavilion will definitely get more than us."
Hu Qing nodded: "Then I'll go find Senior Brother Han. He seems to be in a bad mood."
"Han Li? Oh, go ahead. That kid has a good heart. He was so angry back then - forget it, it's all in the past. Hey, don't you ask about Wanxian Pavilion's recruitment of disciples?"
Hu Qing was not interested at all: "It has nothing to do with me."
Pat your butt and leave.
A group of women were left undecided.
"She really doesn't seem to want to. I also want to recommend her to give it a try."
"Let's talk about it then. There is a lot of news about recruiting new people in Wanxian Pavilion."
"If you want me to tell you where to go, our Shuangyang Sect is not bad either. She won't be treated as well at Wanxian Pavilion as she is at home."
"That's true. Let's ask her what she means then."
