Raising Silkworms and Refining Gu from Mount Hundred Thousand

Zhou Qing came outside the cave, took out an animal skin bag from his arms, and released hundreds of purple fire flying ants from it.

They are under the control of seven ant kings and are hidden in the shadows of the cave entrance.

Zhou Qing gave the ant king an order to attack any creature that tried to enter the cave.

Now that Erqing, Chiyan and Golden Silkworm Gu have entered the dormant stage, they must prevent alien beasts from entering and eat them all in one pot.

"Let me see what secrets there are in this Black Wind Mountain."

Zhou Qing asked Hu Ying to explore the way ahead, following the footprints left by the zombies, and walked higher up the Black Wind Mountain.

The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more intense the miasma becomes.

Time has come to the 965th year of the Jin Dynasty, the 22nd year of Yuanfeng, and November 27th.

"Hey!" The tiger eagle soared into the sky.

The footprints disappeared into the pink miasma ahead.

Before leaving, Zhou Qing asked Huying to remember the way he came.

Cultivation has become an instinct for him.

Grandma never asked Zhou Qing what he was doing when he went out, so it didn't matter if he didn't go back at night.

[Refining: Green Silk Gu (Er Green)]

"Tiger Eagle, remember this place. When the miasma subsides a little during the day, you can come back here to investigate. Remember, safety comes first."

And if he wanted to, he could fall asleep in twenty breaths.

The three ant kings flew back unsteadily, and their originally dark abdomen turned into light pink.

Then, he practiced the Baiyun Palm Technique.

Only three ant kings swung around in the pink miasma for a few times before flying back.

However, he could feel the physical exertion increasing as time went by.

[Progress: Limit Breaking (800/800)]

With an eagle cry, the tiger eagle passed through the bright yellow miasma and landed on Zhou Qing's outstretched arm.

Zhou Qing stepped back for a while, and the feeling of depression slowly faded away.

The fifth child, He Zhongdong, has a relatively cold personality. After Wei Hongyu left, she took her place to guide her apprentices in martial arts training.

Zhou Qing stepped steadily on the slippery mud.

At this time, the miasma in front suddenly appeared layered. The bright yellow miasma gradually mixed with the pink mist, and the air exuded a sweet smell.

The third child, Ma Wenchun, was a muscle-training warrior before. Later, he was seriously injured in a fight. His energy and blood were severely damaged and he could not go any further. Because of his honest and honest character, he stayed in the martial arts school to manage the warehouse and kitchen.

Zhou Qing thought secretly and chose to leave.

"There's not enough food for such a big python."

It seems that only by circulating the true energy can we completely resist the invasion of this miasma on the body.

"You mean there's no way ahead?" Zhou Qing roughly understood what Huying meant.

In this way, for twenty days in a row, Zhou Qing lived in the cave, catching poisonous insects at regular intervals every day, mixed with Tai Sui meat, and put it into a clay pot, allowing Erqing, Red Flame, and Golden Silkworm Gu to absorb nutrients.

Zhou Qing walked out of the cave, went to the forest to pick up some firewood, and brought it back to the cave to light a fire and barbecue.

The fourth child seems unknown and seems to have stayed at the Baiyun Martial Arts School in the county town.

The tiger eagle shuttled through the miasma, constantly leading him forward.

However, he is never late or leaves early, so he is conscientious.

The visibility is getting lower and lower, and there is a cold atmosphere in the air.

Not far from entering the range of the pink miasma, hundreds of purple fire flying ants fell like raindrops.

He used the demon-slaying knife he carried with him to cut the python meat into small pieces and put them in a clay pot containing Erqing, Red Flame, and Golden Silkworm Gu cocoons.

In less than twenty breaths, hundreds of purple fire flying ants fell into the bellies of the three ant kings.

As his strength improved, he finally had the confidence to go to higher places.

In the end, it was only under the intimidation of the three ant kings that they managed to enter the range of the pink miasma.

[You have obtained a new Gu - Mutated Golden Silkworm Gu (Double-winged Golden Silkworm Gu)]

As his internal strength became more and more sophisticated, his sleep time was greatly reduced. Now he only needs to sleep for three hours a day to ensure that he is full of energy for the day.

But he didn't dare to be careless at all. If something went wrong, he would run away immediately.

Zhou Qing paused for a moment and did not move forward.

"What kind of miasma is this? Even the body that is invulnerable to all poisons cannot completely resist it."

For Zhou Qing today, raising money from ordinary silkworms is too slow. As for the silk of golden silkworms, which is of higher quality, it lacks a stable channel for sale.

Zhou Qing cut off a piece of python meat and took it out of the cave.

"It seems we can only wait until Er Qing wakes up before investigating."

When the physical fatigue gradually increased, Zhou Qing found a straw mat in the corner, spread it on the ground and lay down on it.

A line of text appeared in his sight.

Hundreds of purple fire flying ants stagnated on the edge of the pink miasma, not daring to go deep.

The tiger eagle, which had been waiting for a long time, couldn't wait to land, rubbed his cheek affectionately, and flew into the sky with the meat in its mouth.

After eating the python meat, when the qi and blood in his body began to strengthen, he jumped into the biting cold water of the cold pool to practice the Blue Water Kung Fu.

As long as the teaching time is over, he doesn't bother to say a word to others, and just turns around and leaves, as punctually as punching in at work.

As far as he knew, Wei Sheng had five direct disciples, the eldest of whom was Wei Hongyu.

The second child is unknown. It seems that something unpleasant happened before. People who know the inside story are tight-lipped about it.

People who knew the inside story said that He Zhongdong came from a big family in the county and did not associate with people he disliked.

Zhou Qing took the three ant kings back into the leather bag.

Looking at the less than two meters of python meat left, Zhou Qing sighed.

After the New Year, he had to think of ways to get money and resources again.

At this time, after the three ant kings hovered around Zhou Qing for a while, they returned to the pink miasma and gnawed on the corpses of the purple fire flying ants.

Zhou Qing thought like this and soon fell asleep.

"Master Wei should have a way."

Zhou Qing returned to the cave and hoisted the remaining python meat from the cold pool.

After the qi and blood brought by the python meat were transformed into the clear water qi through practice, Zhou Qing returned to the shore and continued to eat barbecue.

"This is."

"In the next period of time, we have to take good care of Er Qing and the others."

Once he officially becomes Wei Sheng's personal disciple and has access to the upper echelons of Heishan Town and the county, he should have more ways to make money.

Then came the knife skills and kick skills.

Before dawn, Zhou Qing went down the mountain and returned home.

This year, the officials who came to collect the autumn taxes came later than usual.

"Jiji~!"

"Bah!"

Zhou Qing just inhaled a little and felt a slight feeling of stuffiness in his chest.

He took out another leather bag from his arms and released hundreds of purple fire flying ants.

Since Zhou Qing gained Wei Sheng's attention, He Zhongdong did become more enthusiastic towards him, but it was also very limited.

Zhou Qing took the money and was about to go outside the town to pay taxes, but the jade tablet in his soul glowed faintly blue.

"It seems that I will need to prepare more daily necessities in the future."

[You get a new poison—the mutated golden-backed centipede (corpse poison centipede)]

Then, he went deeper and repeated this process until his body gradually adapted to the pink miasma.

As for personality, it varies from person to person, so there’s nothing to say.

"Crash!"

[Evolutionary direction: to be determined]

Zhou Qing's eyes lit up, he handed the silver to his grandmother, and headed straight to Heifeng Mountain.