Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 167 The Gift of Silk Cloth ([-])
Hu Qing fell asleep, and in her dream, she seemed to enter the ball of white light, half of herself and the other half merged into one, with a bang, the white light spread out and filled the sky with stars, Hu Qing covered her eyes , looking out from between the fingers, the whole body is blue and white without dazzling, empty and I don't know where I am.

This is where?

Suddenly something came to Hu Qing's mind, she opened her eyes abruptly, and sat up from the bed in shock.

Spring God Art!

Hu Qing was terrified, and howled out in a loud voice: "Damn——"

It was the middle of the night, and her throat was dry. When the broken gong came out, it was thanks to the barrier that blocked it, otherwise it might wake up the neighbors.

Hu Huahua was so frightened that she rolled her eyes, grinned her teeth and arched her body a few times before standing up. Her two hind legs, which had never been able to stand up, kicked up, and within a second, they bent down again.

Hu Qing panted heavily, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and suddenly stopped.She remembered - silk cloth!
Before she passed out, she covered her face with her left arm.When she woke up, the silk cloth was stuck to her forehead.

She brought the silk cloth to her eyes: "Is that you?"

Silk cloth: It's me.You finally figured it out.

In the semi-dark room, Hu lightly untied the silk cloth and unfolded it, and several white, red, and light golden color blocks were conspicuous on it.

Hu Qing asked with a voice like a thief: "Silk cloth, silk cloth, is that you?"

Silk cloth: This is in your own home.

The master who was forced to admit it was a bit stupid.

Hu Qing's consciousness fluttered, as if she had sensed something, she separated a wisp of consciousness into the silk cloth without any teacher.

call--

The strong wind was blowing, and Hu Qing's other self seemed to be in the eye of the wind. This feeling was very strange.

She felt that she was standing in a different dimension, and the bright white wind revolved around her, but she knew that the self here was not the real self, the real self was in the bedroom outside.

She looked down and couldn't see herself, so what came in was her own eyes?

So creepy.

An inaudible voice opened in her mind: Divine consciousness, what comes in is your ray of spiritual consciousness.

Obviously there is no sound, but I really heard it.Hu Qing stiffened his body: "Silk cloth?"

Mysterious voice: Only by practicing hard and improving your cultivation can you unlock more surprises.

Hu Qing understood that the Spring God Jue was indeed made of silk cloth.

She chuckled: "Good silk cloth, what other good things do you have that suits me right now?"

There was no sound, but a light exploded in Hu Qing's head, she had a splitting headache, fell backwards, rolled her eyelids and passed out again.

Silk cloth: With this physique and soul power, you dare to be greedy.

Hu Qing fell into a coma, this time Hu Huahua pinpointed the culprit, climbed up and bit the silk cloth.

Silk cloth: Dog, take your mouth away.

When Hu Qing woke up, the sun was already high, and he was full of energy, not at all like experiencing a fire and two brain explosions.

She was sitting on the bed in a daze, and now she had three things in her mind: the Art of Spring, the Chapter of the Secret Method of Golden Fire, and the Encyclopedia of Artifacts.

"I always feel that something is very wrong." Hu Qing murmured.

It's nothing more than the Spring God Jue, it's for cultivating spiritual consciousness, and the name is very serious.

The secret method golden fire article.Secret method?What secret method?Very mysterious and evil feeling ah.

Also, the complete collection of refining equipment?Is this based on the Daquan of Lingzhi?
Always feel like I'm being fooled.

"Silk cloth, silk cloth?"

Where did the silk cloth go?Could it be that Aladdin's magic lamp disappeared automatically after fulfilling his three wishes?

Hu Huahua ran in, biting the silk cloth in her mouth, and looked up at her.

Hu Qing got off the bed, pinched a corner with two fingers: "Shut up."

Uh, it's all Hu Huahua's saliva, it's so disgusting.

Carrying it from a distance, went downstairs, threw it into the running water, washed it for a long time, Hu Qing took the silk cloth up, and taught Hu Huahua: "Be nicer to the silk cloth in the future."

Hu Huahua flicked her tail, her small eyes showed dissatisfaction and grievance.

Hu lightly softened: "Of course it's not as important as you."

Hu Huahua wagged her tail, satisfied.

Silk cloth: It seems that I can't get angry.

Hu Qing unfolded the silk cloth, trying to separate the consciousness and enter the silk cloth again.

After being blocked back, the mysterious voice said: Come in when your cultivation base is high.

Hu Qing: "You are not some remnant soul trying to take me away, are you?"

Silk cloth disdains her, it has its pride.

Hu Qing: "Are you a tool? A tool spirit?"

Silk cloth refused to communicate.

Hu Qing curled her lips, well, she was rejected.

Cultivate.

Strange to say, Hu Qing's own knowledge about this world is shallow.All the basics are just what Shui Xin taught and the enlightenment textbooks she taught herself. Sometimes she needs to read the textbooks to read Lingzhi Daquan, but the contents of these three items, the words in them that she has never seen, she unexpectedly I knew everything at once.Moreover, she can understand the meaning of the sentences in it at a glance, and she can understand all the pictures and annotations in it.

This is not a rigid copy, this is enlightenment, and what is poured in is wisdom.

This is the magical effect of divine consciousness?

Silk cloth: Your thinking is so beautiful, naturally there is a reason for me to help you open it up. Otherwise, you are so stupid and rely on yourself to comprehend it. I am afraid that you will not be able to get in touch with the real secret before I fall into a deep sleep again.

Of course, it is just to get enlightened, the real practice still needs to be done step by step by Hu Qing himself.

Hu Qing is not the kind of person who expects something from the sky, since she was very young, she knew that even if there was a good thing from the sky, it would never be her turn.For example, if she got the silk cloth in front of her, she was always suspicious in her heart, whether this strange silk cloth of unknown origin was baiting herself to get some benefits from herself?
But what are the benefits to yourself?
Except her background.

But what good plots does she have in her background?Besides, she is weak, with silk cloth being so capable, wouldn't it be more convenient to take her directly and control her instead of plotting slowly?

But she didn't have the self-consciousness of being recognized as the master, and she didn't have the arrogance like a monk who thought that if the object recognized the master, she would control the object's life.She has her consciousness of survival, even if it's just an object, if it easily gives the three things that are not simple at first glance, this object is beyond her control.

At least, she can't control it now.

No matter, does she have any other way now?It's a good thing to be able to practice, but I can't wait until my daughter condenses pills and she is still dangling in the Qi refining stage.

Having said that, it is true that she is in the Qi refining stage, but which level is she in the Qi refining stage?

When she met other monks, what she said in her speech seemed to be that she was born to know which level of cultivation she had reached, but she had no sense of it.Is it just because you are not born and bred?

Hu Qing went to the refining room, opened the lid of the refining furnace and took a look, it was very good, the egg was cooking steadily inside, without any change.

"Silk, do you know what this thing is?"

Silk cloth can't speak.

"Do you want to add water to boil?"

In the spirit of experimentation, Hu Qing went outside to bring a bucket of water to fill the refining furnace, and the egg sank and floated in the water and finally lay on the bottom of the water.

"It can't even float, the egg is really necrotic, right? Fossil?"

Hu lightly closed the lid and looked at the ores, only to find that because of yesterday's ground fire, the surface of these ores melted and all stuck together.

(End of this chapter)