Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

chapter 148

Then there are the things in the yard, the barbecue grill, oven, pots, water tanks and cauldrons, all of which she bought and put them away.The cabin is movable and can be stored in a storage bag separately.The bathroom was dismantled and put away, and the water in the pool was washed away to dry out the pebbles and the sand underneath.

It's not that Hu is stingy, it's that she wants to erase the traces of her own home, and for some reason, at first she was clearly just afraid of losing valuables, but she couldn't stop keeping them, so she must bring all her things with her Walk.

She doesn't want anything other than her own, such as the original cauldron on the stove, she forgot to throw it away, and now it's on it again.

A few pieces of wood piled up at the foot of the wall, a chicken coop without chickens, and a cart leaning against the wall.What about a piece of flowers and plants?
Hu Qing hesitated for a moment, then resolutely shoveled all the ground and threw it into the pit of the pool, and then dug some soil in an unoccupied place outside to fill up the pool and the potholes on the ground.

At first glance, the yard turned back to its original bare appearance, Hu Qing looked again and again, and found nothing missing, took the small yard lease sign and went to the place where the rent was refunded.

Only now did she let out a sigh of relief, her heart was beating steadily, and her trachea was no longer blocked.

She went to the refining room, rented it for ten days, went inside and waited until it was dark before releasing the paper cranes: "Xiao Nuan, mom has moved out of the yard, and I will tell you when there is a new home."

Hu Nuan ate snacks in her own room, froze for a moment, and let the paper crane fly back: "I know mom, you come and pick me up after moving to a new house."

Scratch your head, what happened to mom?

Hu Qing is really lonely now, and her daughter is also taken care of by a professional, so she can concentrate on refining the weapon.

Qiao Yu:?
Ten boxes of refined iron and copper ore were released. Last time Hu Qing saw the power of the ground fire, he did not use a refining furnace, but opened a medium-sized fire outlet, and piled the ore around to roast.

She thought, it would be fine if it was fired into molten iron and then cast into shapes, but—what about molds?How does molten iron flow out of the smelting furnace?Oh, by the way, it seems that there is an exit switch on the body of the refining furnace.

Hu slightly pondered and gave up.

I can't walk yet, don't rush to climb.

Moreover, from the notes of the master blacksmith, she always felt that the master was also from Ye Luzi, and in many places, as a layman, she intuitively felt that something was wrong.I don't want to run wild on the wrong road.

Soon, the ore block next to the crater was roasted red, Hu lightly looked at the blue-red translucent flame, and felt a strange feeling.

The last time she came here, she felt that the fire was terrifying, the kind of scorching horror that could burn her bones to ashes at once.This time, she was not as scared as last time. It wasn't because she was adapting, but because she really had the confidence to threaten her down.

Hu Qing thought for a moment, could it be because of the improvement of his spiritual power?Think about it, it’s just the lowest quality ground fire. The higher the cultivator, the better the quality of the ground fire. The key point lies in the cultivation base. Only with cultivation base can we fight against the ferocious natural forces. .

With a revival of spirit, I became stronger.

Silk cloth: It's just such a small fire. I don't care about warming my feet. If you are proud of you, it's really useless.

Hu Qing pulled the red-hot ore aside, hammered it, and soon entered the state of ecstasy.The corners of her robe were tucked into her belt, the sleeves on both sides were rolled up high, the muscles on her slender arms were smooth and shapely, and her thin and tight waist was as tough and powerful as a spring. There was a pleasant crash, sparks splashed, and landed on her head, body, and arms without leaving any traces.Invisibly, spiritual power roamed wildly in her body, forming a thin film on her body surface to isolate external damage.

In the fierce collision of fire and gold, bits of spiritual power splashed on her like invisible golden rain.

The silk cloth flying up and down with her left hand is very satisfying, the person it picks is always special.

Hu Huahua was lying in the corner, the hot and dull air, the monotonous and boring voice, and the small room, all made him feel safe and comfortable because of the person wielding a sledgehammer in the middle, he hugged himself tightly, opened his small mouth and beat He let out a long yawn, stared at Hu Qing, and fell asleep in a daze.

Just when Hu lightly beat the iron so that he didn't know what night it was, two monks came into Baopingfang and went to the place where the flowers sleep and the willows.

"Both of you, the thousand spirit stones you gave me have been used up. The girls should rest." The female boss smiled.

The two monks immediately had a toothache. Their young skins turned out to be old-fashioned, decadent in their fifties and sixties after days and nights of hard work.

The female boss let out a sound of disgust, such a poor old man couldn't squeeze much oil and water.Old and poor, Nong Hua Ge can only come from a small place like home for entertainment, but no matter how small the place of fireworks is, it can eat people without spit out bones.Fortunately, my girl is slightly higher in double cultivation, otherwise she would be sucked down by two poor old men.

It's best to drive out without money, and don't come here in the future.

The two monks gave a playful smile and finally walked out by themselves, without tearing the faces of both parties.

It's just that after they came out, the faces of the two were gloomy and angry, and a wave of evil fire was rushing in their stomachs, eager to vent.

Only then did they realize that it was night, and the two of them had no place to live in the city, so they had no money to go to the inn, and they had nowhere to go.

"That old shrew, don't show any face at all, I will kill her sooner or later." A man said, with fierce desire flashing in his eyes.

Another said: "Those people only have Lingshi in their eyes, you think I don't want it? But there is a seventh step of foundation establishment."

The two looked at each other, and both saw the greed and timidity in the other's eyes.

They were only on the third floor, and they hadn't made much progress for a long time. They couldn't find lucrative jobs in the mine, so they could only go outside to guard the gate in the abandoned mine area, picking out a pitiful piece or two of small spirit stones every day.

A thousand low-grade spirit stones, I don't know how many days the two of them have saved together, and they spent all of them in just three or five days after entering that tender nest.

So many spirit stones, if they are used to absorb spirit power, they will not be consumed so quickly, but they know their own affairs, they were lucky enough to build a foundation, and their cultivation was slow after building a foundation. Seeing that they have not broken through most of their lives, probably, this I can't pass the sixth floor in my life.

The end of a hopeless life is death. Such despair destroys the will of the two of them, and they simply seek comfort in nephrite jade, but unfortunately, they charge for it.

If, if they had a higher level of cultivation, higher than the seventh floor of the foundation building, wouldn't it be easy to take down a small flower building and gain both money and manpower?
Unfortunately, right now they don't even have a place to stay.

The two walked silently in the dark alleyway, the sound of embarrassed footsteps echoed, the disparity in strength not only did not calm them down, but instead aroused the fire of ignorance in their bodies.

Suddenly, the two stopped at the same time, looked at each other, and said in unison: "That disfigured little woman—"

(End of this chapter)