"The swords here are no longer good. They are all turned into scrap metal." Silk cloth said.
Hu Qing just said to look for it again.
Until she walked through the Tomb of Broken Swords and tried many times, even the sword, which looked not rusty at all, broke at the touch of a touch, so Hu Qing had to give up.
“Yes, this is the Can Sword Tomb, and there must be a real sword tomb. How could the Sword Sect accept a disciple without giving him a sword?”
Hu Qing walked to the Can Jian Tomb. On the other end, I looked down at the hole I don't know how deep, and I swallowed my saliva at the hole where the cold air came from.
What's next?
The real sword tomb?
Go down and take a look?
Anyway, Yun Zhong didn’t say he couldn’t go.
Hu Qing gritted his teeth and went down. To his surprise, there was no danger in going down. It is a water system with small Xingzi lakes and connected pools with connected water veins. But the water flowing inside was very cold, and the air-conditioning drifted upward, which was exactly the cold air she saw above.
The further you go, the colder you get. There is only the sound of gurgling water all around. The space is spacious, and there are vines growing on it that stick to the stones. There was actually a fish in the water, the longest one was no bigger than a palm, with a thin and translucent body that looked like a small sword. The sound of footsteps reached the water, and the fish slithered and disappeared so quickly that they seemed to disappear on the spot.
Suibu suddenly said: "Don't use spiritual energy to protect your body."
Hu Qing was startled, and then suddenly realized, this is the body-tempering place of the Sword Immortal in Canjian Mountain, right? Using yourself to resist the cold can improve your physical fitness.
This is a good place.
As we walked to the depth where the cold air almost solidified, a waterfall in front of us made a roaring sound under the ground.
Hu Qing was so cold that she felt numb. She squatted down and inserted her hand into the cold pool under the waterfall, and pulled it out in a second. There were strings of ice on the fingers on the back of her hand. My skin and flesh feel severely frostbitten.
Such cold water does not freeze.
Amazing nature.
“What a great place.” Silk cloth praised, “I never expected that this Broken Immortal Sect would have such a good cold spring. You can come here to take a bath in the future, and use the body refining technique here to get twice the result with half the effort. ”
After hearing this, Hu Qing turned around and walked away without looking back.
It's already so cold under the waterfall, but I don't know what's going on above the waterfall.
She quickly went back and shook the ice on her right hand, feeling something bad. She probably really had frostbite. In particular, her right hand had been injured by the sword before, and the wound did not heal properly. The water vapor from the cold pool penetrated into it, and now her limbs and bones were shaking with cold.
The accelerated speed of her spiritual power failed to maintain her increasingly lower body temperature.
Flying out of the cold cave, Hu Qing’s lips had turned ice white. I hurriedly found a sunny side on the top of a mountain and basked in the sun to beat the cold.
Hu Qing was shivering, and he was still in the mood to joke with the silk cloth: "A girl's house must not allow cold air to enter the body."
Silk cloth doesn't understand the meaning behind this. No woman or man can let the cold air that exceeds their endurance limit enter their body, otherwise they will die.
He said: "Force me to one place and see if I can refine it."
Hu Qing: "The cold will defeat me."
Silver cloth said: "Confidence If you can produce the ice spirit root of Hu Nuan, what can the cold do to you?"
Hu Qing was greatly inspired: "Yes, I will force the cold to my stomach."
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Silk cloth: Hey, hey, that's not what I meant. Do you want to have a cold fetus?
Of course Hu Qing didn't want to get pregnant, she just thought that her dantian was in her belly. There is so much spiritual power in her Dantian that the cold air is forced into her Dantian. Let’s see what else the cold air can do.
If you want others to know, you have to praise her: People are afraid of foreign objects and danger entering the Dantian, but you are better, are you afraid that you can't get in?
This is the wild path without guidance. You can do whatever you want, and you will be very reckless.
The silk cloth didn't stop her, she was always like this anyway, she was just cold and couldn't die.
Hu Qing crossed his legs and faced the sun, gathering his spiritual energy to wrap up the cold air in his meridians and drag it into his Dantian.
The friends in Shihaili are very confused.
The Demon King asked those two: Is she stupid? Isn't there that fire? What kind of cold air can't be melted by letting it go out for a spin?
Wu Wusi: Have you finished digesting it? Are the fakes delicious?
Xue Shazhu rolled his eyes: You can get out. Demon Emperor’s Order: We all live together, can we talk nicely? I haven't offended you either.
The Blood Evil Pearl called it stupid: You are still staying here peacefully. Why do you think it is?
The Demon King Ling had been sleeping and digesting the fake brand before, and didn’t pay attention to what was going on outside: there are restrictions on her body, so others can’t find us.
The Demon King’s Order is somewhat enlightened. With such a noble existence, how could others let it go if they discovered it? Of course, we have to pry open Hu Qing's head and grab it.
Thinking of this, it understood: Did she meet someone she couldn't beat?
Only when she encountered those she couldn't beat, she would hide them.
Xue Shazhu scorned: This is the fairy world, do you still think of it as the Xiaoli world? A person is better than her.
After these silent words were spoken, Hu Qing flew over and kicked the Blood Evil Pearl away.
Every movement in the sea of consciousness cannot be hidden from her. If you don't like her, why don't you leave.
The Blood Evil Pearl flew back silently and glanced at Wu Wusi. Damn it, no wonder this guy is becoming more and more silent. deceitful.
Demon King’s Order: You really can’t let the flames out.
It is still self-aware, and the scorching sun is no less coveted than itself.
Hu Qing outside has forced all the cold air into his Dantian, which is now bubbling like boiling paste. But those bubbles were cold.
Of course she knows what happened in the sea. She and Shenhun are one, or in other words, she multitasks. This side is refining the cold energy, and the other side is kicking the blood evil spirit. The little thing was really impatient to speak ill of her in her territory.
But she couldn't care less about collecting the blood evil beads at the moment. The spiritual power in her Dantian was disturbed by the cold air and caused vomiting and diarrhea.
It's really vomiting and diarrhea, the upper part is bubbling, and the lower part is blooming. The cold air acts as a demon in the middle.
The interaction of hot and cold in the Dantian directly affects the outside. The closest place is the belly. For a moment, Hu Qing couldn't bear the pain and hugged her stomach. It was like an aunt who had not been here for a long time and suddenly killed her, leaving no trace of her behind. It's like eating arsenic and the crane's crown will be red, and the intestines will be pierced and the belly will be rotten.
Hu Qing scolded himself: I let you run around everywhere, look, you ate a belly full of maggots.
She really wanted to sit on the toilet.
Silk cloth: What the hell?
Do whatever you want.
While his hands and feet were still strong, Hu Qing used the simplest and easiest materials to build himself a toilet. I found a cave to set up a barrier and went to squat on the toilet.
Of course, this toilet has no flushing system. Of course, Hu Qing won't really fall off.
Although it was a formality, when she sat down on it, she felt extremely safe. I feel like the pain in my Dantian is not that much anymore.
Ahem, I didn’t take off my pants.
After all, the silk cloth is still watching.
She sat on the toilet, with a small table in front of her. She took a large bowl, put brown sugar in it, boiled the condensed water, and rinsed it.
Brown sugar, red sugar.
Whether it has that effect or not, Hu Qing feels more secure anyway.
Sunbu asked her: "What kind of strange ritual is this? Is it the same as kneeling down and calling daddy?"
Hu Qing drank the brown sugar boiled water with a small spoon. Her stomach hurt, but she thought she could do it: "Absolutely. But at this time, she should call 'my mother'."
Juanbu thought about it Then I thought: "Dad is heaven, which is Qian. Mom is earth, which is Kun. You are so big-faced. You call Qiankun your parents."
Hu Qing was stunned for a moment and laughed at himself: "I was born to raise you, I should call my parents."
She added: "You too. No matter who created you, it is not heaven and earth. The materials and aura provided by us are both born to us.”
Suibu: It turns out that I was born to be raised.