Xiaohuo also found that Su Qing had come to his side, and the spirit stone in one paw had just been put in his mouth, and he was about to grab the spirit stone again, so he hesitated for a moment, looked up at Su Qing, and the skin on his face hesitated a few times, like a flattering smile. But the claws finally grabbed a handful of spirit stones quickly, and then said to Su Qing curtly: "Boss, boss, I, I'm already half full, eat for a while, and I'll be full." ”

Su Qing suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell.

But no matter what, this is also a pet of his own, so he can't be hungry, right?

Su Qing frowned helplessly, sighed slightly, and finally didn't disturb Xiaohuo's eating, and turned to leave.

Seeing that Su Qing didn't speak, Xiaohuo left, and was immediately overjoyed, as if he was in a hurry, and began to wave his two paws again in a hurry, eating a lot.

After more than ten minutes, Su Qing was standing there looking at the medicinal herbs all over the ground, when he felt that someone had pulled his trouser legs.

No need to look, of course Su Qing also knew that it was Xiaohuo, and when he lowered his head to see, Xiaohuo was lying at his feet with a flattering look, and stammered: "Boss, boss, did Xiaohuo eat more?"

Su Qing turned his head and looked at the pile of spirit stones again, oh my God, that pile of spirit stones is at least more than three thousand pieces less now.

That's too much.

A monk in the foundation building period can only earn one or two hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones in a year, and this way of eating is not enough for this guy to eat a few meals.

Thanks to this guy following himself, if someone else's words, not to mention the monk of the Yudan period, even the ancestor of the Yuanying Ancestor, it is estimated that he can't afford to support it.

"Not much, not much, your boss and I can't do anything else, just earn spirit stones, if you are hungry in the future, just eat, be full" Su Qing didn't want to pretend to be cowardly in front of his first pet at this time, so he endured the pain and patted his chest and said.

"yes" Xiaohuo heard this, and immediately jumped up happily: "I know that the boss is the best, the boss is the boss, this little spirit stone is a fart, boss, you are busy first, I don't feel too full, eat a few more bites", after speaking, he turned around and lay on the pile of spirit stones and ate.

Su Qing finally couldn't stand still at this time, and sat on the ground with a "poof".

Haven't eaten yet?

Xiaohuo didn't forget to care about Su Qing, turned around, chewed the spirit stone in his mouth, and asked vaguely, "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Of course, Su Qing couldn't say that he was frightened by you, a foodie, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, you can eat, I've been standing for a long time, sit for a while"

"Oh" Xiaohuo replied, and turned around to eat without hesitation.

Xiao Huo ate this again, so it was not earth-shattering, Su Qing finally went to take a look, and the spirit stone pile was more than half less, at least more than six thousand pieces were eaten by Xiao Huo.

My mother, just this one meal eats half of the family property of a foundation building monk, isn't it scared to death?

Su Qing looked at Xiaohuo's stomach uneasily.

It's a small matter to eat more than 6,000 spirit stones, and if this guy is broken, that's the big problem.

But at this time, the guy's body didn't seem to have changed much, and there was no sign of being blown up by the aura.

Where did this guy eat the spirit stones? Su Qing couldn't help but be puzzled.

More than 6,000 spirit stones, piled up, are almost half the size of Xiaohuo's body, but this guy doesn't even have a bulging stomach.

Moreover, although it is only more than 6,000 lower-grade spirit stones, the aura contained in them is for thirty or fifty foundation building period monks to absorb, and it has long been bursting and even the minced meat cannot be found.

"How many days can you last if you eat this time?" asked Su Qing weakly.

"One day is guaranteed to be fine" Xiaohuo replied as if it was already amazing to be able to last for a day. After speaking, seeing Su Qing's dough twitching, he hurriedly added: "If it doesn't work, it's okay to eat it once a few days."

Su Qing was speechless for a moment, this is still a little contemptuous of the boss.

No matter how much the boss tosses, he can't make you hungry, right?

However, if you let Xiaohuo eat as much as possible, six thousand a day, or more than two million lower-grade spirit stones a year, and these spirit stones are almost more than enough to support a third-grade sect.

Sadly, when I was just myself before, although I felt that I was consuming too many spirit stones, I could barely support it. Now there is such a foodie, who consumes spirit stones more than himself, how can this be done?

It seems that in the future, I will still have to work hard to earn spirit stones.

"Boss, boss, Xiaohuo is a little sleepy, can you let Xiaohuo sleep for a while?" Xiaohuo looked at Su Qing without saying a word for a long time, and his heart was up and down, for fear that Su Qing would be unhappy, so he drove him away, and asked weakly on the side.

It was obvious that this guy had eaten too many spirit stones and needed time to digest them.

"Do I need to bury you?" asked Su Qing.

"No, no, it's good here," Xiaohuo hurriedly replied, his head drooping as he said this, and then a slight snoring sounded sound.

Su Qing bent down, touched the top of Xiaohuo's head with his right hand, looked at Xiaohuo's carefree but somewhat naïve sleeping posture, suddenly smiled, and said in his heart: Isn't it a spirit stone? Moreover, after all, what this guy has eaten is more than 6,000 spirit stones, but it is not chaff, this guy's strength may be cultivated with a large number of spirit stones, and his strength will come up.

At dawn the next day, Su Qing walked out of the tent.

Last night, Su Qing thoroughly understood the anti-heaven effect of the small vase space that could make medicinal herbs grow rapidly, and his interest in collecting medicinal materials from Jifeng Heavenly Cave was greatly reduced.

There are still more than 20 days before the time when Jifeng Heavenly Grottoes go out, and at that time, the space is a medicinal material planted with seeds, which is almost a hundred years old, and if you take it to the difference, it is also a good medicinal material.

And there are a lot of them, not to mention handing them all in, even if you hand in a part, you should get a similar ranking.

Of course, in this Jifeng Heavenly Grotto, there may be medicinal herbs for thousands of years, or even thousands of years, but it is not Chinese cabbage after all, and it is not very easy to find one.

Su Qing planned, now his main goal is still on those high-grade medicinal materials, low-level medicinal materials, so he won't bother about it.

However, this withered root is still a medicinal herb that must be collected.

The growth environment of the withered cold roots is unique, and Su Qing estimates that his small vase space should not be able to grow.

As far as the eye can see, there are many fewer tents temporarily set up on the mountainside, and it seems that those monks are eager to collect the cold roots, so they have already collected the tents early and gone up the mountain to collect medicine.

Su Qing took a look at the small vase space, and saw that Xiaohuo was sleeping soundly, and it was estimated that he would not wake up for a while, so he didn't disturb it, put away the tent alone, and walked towards the mountain.

The first part of the road is quite easy to walk, and although the slope is very steep, it is also flat.

Some distance ahead, although it is already very cold, but with the help of Gang Qi to protect the body, you can still endure it.

At this distance, ordinary monks can come up, so the dry roots that can be exposed to the surface are almost completely picked, and it is not easy to find one.

Su Qing had never picked this kind of medicinal herb, even if it was exposed to the surface of the ground, he might not be able to distinguish it, and if it was those that grew under the surface, he would not know where to find them.

If it were an ordinary soil formation, the monk's divine consciousness would still be able to probe a certain depth, but the mountain was all hard rock, and the extreme cold weather also had the effect of isolating the divine consciousness. Therefore, it is impossible to probe the withered roots under the surface of the earth through divine sense.

Su Qing climbed the mountain very slowly at first, imagining that maybe he was lucky enough to be able to come across one or two withered cold roots, but after walking for more than half an hour, he couldn't see the shadow of the withered cold roots at all, and the hope of finding them later was very slim.

After thinking about it for a while, Su Qing no longer paid attention to his surroundings, quickened his pace, and climbed towards the mountain.

Let's see how cold you can endure.

If his endurance can surpass that of other Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer cultivators, and he reaches a height that other monks can't reach, then the hope of picking the withered cold roots will be even greater.

Along the way, Su Qing also saw many monks, using the magic weapons in their hands, slamming them on the ground, one by one, they were in full swing, but Su Qing did not encounter a single one who really collected the dry cold roots.

This foundation building pill is really too important for the disciples in the qi cultivation period, these monks may have been working hard here to find the dry cold root since they entered the Jifeng Heavenly Grottoes, although there are many monks who still return empty-handed, but if there is a harvest, then after going out, there is hope for building a foundation.

Su Qing couldn't help but feel a little sad for these monks.

The difficulty of cultivating the truth is really unimaginable.

Of course, if he didn't have this small vase space, he wouldn't even be as good as these Qi cultivation period cultivators.

Without a spiritual root, maybe he will live for decades in this life, and he will die in the small ravine of the ditch.

It was that he was able to come to Ling Mang Sect, although there were also reasons for Elder Dong. But if he hadn't found the small vase himself, then Elder Dong wouldn't have a reason to bring him to Ling Mang Sect.

Speaking of which, I have always been stained with the light of a small vase, and this small vase is too important to me.

When it was almost noon, Su Qing had already climbed more than a thousand zhang up the mountain.

This position is basically the limit that those Qi cultivation stage disciples can come up.

But even here, there is not a single monk in sight.

But now that Su Qing felt that the temperature had dropped a lot, he was protected by the True Qi Shield, and it seemed that he didn't feel how cold he was.