Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 826 Starting Up ([-])

At the bottom of the ancient cemetery, Hu Qing finally made his own organ puppet.The appearance of the final product cannot be said to be very different from what she originally envisioned, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with it.

Even though it was built bit by bit under my nose, seeing the finished product, the silk cloth was still so shocked that its soul left, and it was a long time before it could say a word.

"Ah-ah-ah-"

Feelingless, after a long time, Silk Bu finally organized his words: "I have never seen anything uglier than this."

Hu Qing: "."

Even Xuan Yao, who had her own [-]-meter filter, looked left and right and couldn't find a place to exaggerate, so in the end she could only exaggerate.

"Very-special." Xuan Yao boasted dryly.

Hu Qing was very depressed: "There is no way, our tools are limited and our capabilities are insufficient, this is already the limit of what I can do."

Quickly cheered up: "Judging people by their appearance is no good. As long as you can climb up, you are the best-a puppet."

It's a puppet.

A person with a head and feet is obviously a biological type, Hu Qing thought with a guilty conscience.

The silk cloth is straight, which one's head is long from the top to the bottom, and which one is full of feet from the belly to the top.Even the ugliest monsters don't have this strange shape.

After all, the silk cloth has not broken through the barrier of civilization. If you have seen the virus, you will not have such an uninformed idea.

Hu Qing is also very helpless, what she needs is a climbing mechanism, and only needs two basic and strongest functions.One, can resist pressure.Two, it can be fixed.

For the first point, she used all the bones, which can be described as three layers inside and three layers outside. Even the broken bones that Xuan Yao hugged were also filled in the bone gaps. Half of the ruthless silk on the device is used to fix these small bones.

And for the second point, she put all the things that can be hooked, hung, and drilled outside, and also installed many drill bits made of hard metal.In order not to fall halfway, she has racked her brains.In case she fails to climb to the side and fails again, she can kill herself.

"Everything is used until it is used. In fact, it is better to add some suction cups and glue." Hu Qing and Juan Bo said: "You remind me, no matter what, I will put more in the space in the future. Not sure when it will come in handy.”

On this point, Silk Cloth agrees. Suction cups and viscose are easy to make, and they can be made with very common materials. On the contrary, those good materials collected by Hu Qing cannot be made. It can be seen that there is no high or low material, and it depends on the application.

There is a cabin in the organ, Hu Qing controls the mechanism with the ruthless thread, and then controls the ruthless thread with the soul, practiced for a long time, until every bone on the organ can move at will, and waited for a hurricane specially, Hu Qing Officially start the machine to climb up the rock.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters, forty meters, and fifty meters, the machine crawled quickly on the cliff, with its head and claws indistinguishable, and the sharp parts took turns piercing the moss of the demon corpse into the stone for more than one meter.

The depth of more than one meter sounds like a tongue-twisting sound, but it is actually incomparable with the huge body of the mechanism.This distance is the most suitable traveling scale obtained by Hu Qing through many experiments.It is necessary to be able to hang the huge and bulky body of the mechanism, but also allow the mechanism to be easily pulled out and climbed upwards.

You must know that her mechanism is more than ten meters in length, width and height, and its weight is measured in tons, which is definitely a few hundred too big.

With this weight and volume, when you stop to rest, you need to drill at least ten meters.No matter how bad it is, dig a downward hole in the moss and fix it inside, so as not to crush the moss.

Hu Qing's scruples were not unreasonable, because she dug deep under the cliff, and after digging a deep hole, there was still magic corpse moss behind it, and I don't know how thick the magic corpse moss was after how many years it had grown.What if it can't bear the weight of the machine and collapses?

It's always good to be prepared.

Speaking of which, those heads are all of the same style, the pointed beak and the skull with bony edges are all picked up by Xuan Yao.

A total of eighteen, all safe on the mechanism.The two of them had never seen any other usable skulls, and Hu Qing deeply doubted that the owner of this head might be an aborigine who lived in groups at the cracks of the ancient cemetery, right?
Nothing can be tested at this time.

The sharp beak on the head and the nails on the paws can't be drilled so deep, so Hu Qing added ruthless threads to them.

The ruthless silk looks soft, but when it should be hard, it is harder than bones.Hard and thin for better grip on rocks.

Hu Qing inexplicably thought of a sentence: A man's heart is like iron.

Sure enough, ruthlessness is unstoppable.

Seventy meters, eighty meters, ninety meters, one hundred meters!

No hindrance!

The machine is still climbing rapidly.

Hu Qing was excited, she didn't feel oppressed.

Xuan Yao: "Ah—boss, have we succeeded?"

Hu Qing was tense, looking forward to a smooth journey, but also afraid of failure, when Xuan Yao asked, she couldn't help but whispered a mantra: "Daddy protects me."

dad?Cover me?
Xuan Yao was stunned: "Dad, what is it?"

Hu Qing swallowed a mouthful: "Father is God. Xiaoyao, I can't get distracted now, hurry up, kneel down, lick your head upwards, and beg your father to bless us."

Xuan Yao was even more confused: "Boss, is your father also my father?"

"Nonsense, God is everyone's father, hurry up and kowtow."

Xuan Yao knelt down obediently, kowtowed three times, and said once: "I beg father to bless the boss."

What a caring worker.

Hu Qing was moved and decided to give him ten times his salary.

Silk cloth: Have you ever paid him a salary?Turning it a hundred times is also a zero egg.

The souls in the Sea of ​​Consciousness were also nervous and did not dare to make a sound.Hu Qing is the master of the sea of ​​knowledge, as long as she doesn't want to, they won't know everything about her in the outside world.Suddenly one day, Hu Qing said that she was going to climb out of the ancient cemetery and asked them to pray for her together!
First thought: Ridiculous.

After all, this girl is still crazy, and the next step is to die.

Alas, as expected, no one can escape from the ancient cemetery where there is no return.

Hu Qing didn't want to persuade them, and didn't prove it to them. She just said calmly: "You guys better pray that I can get out alive. When you are tired from praying, you can think about the way out after getting out. Is it reincarnation, or To cultivate ghosts, or to cultivate demons. Anyway, in Huanmotian, it is most convenient to cultivate demons."

Listen, listen, the little girl asked them to cultivate demons!They are a group of souls who have been baptized by merit and virtue to cultivate demons?Isn't it the big pill that was sent to the lips of the demons?

It's annoying to talk.

At the same time, I inexplicably believed that she might really be going out!
Excited.too excited.

Although the girl is narrow-minded and doesn't let them look outside or listen to the outside, they have a feeling in their hearts that she is heading upwards!

Ahhh, I'm so excited, if I can really go out——

"Hey, what do you plan to do when you get out?"

"What are you going to do? Direct reincarnation—if there is such a chance."

"But—you may not be a monk in your next life." He was reluctant to be a monk.

The other party sneered: "So what if you don't become a monk? We have cleansed our merits and virtues, and reincarnation has advantages. Even being a mortal can live a smooth and happy life. Oh, I understand what you mean, mortals have short lives, but monks can live a long life." All right?"

The souls are thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)