Chapter 492: Spirit Treasure Tribulation (1)

Hu was silent: "What about the egg?" ”

Silk: "Don't worry about other people's business, you can look at yourself first." ”

Hu was taken aback: "What's wrong with me?" I'm so good. ”

Silk cloth hehe: "Look at your forehead." ”

Hu was shocked, hurriedly took out a mirror, took a look, and almost scolded his mother.

I saw a strange rune floating in the middle of her forehead, and the rune had a dark gold color flowing on it.

"What the hell is this? Don't say you haven't seen it either. ”

"I just happened to know it in the next. This is a contract, if the egg is alive, you will live, and if the egg is dead, you will die. ”

Hu Qing's face darkened, and he almost threw the mirror out: "Anyway, Lao Tzu also helped it!" ”

Bite the hand that feeds one.

Silk: "It's also for children. ”

"Phew, I'm still a child!"

Silk: "..."

When she was angry, Silk Cloth said, "You're not without benefits. ”

Hu snorted lightly.

Silk: "Are you seen through it?" In the space it creates, all your experiences are seen through it. ”

It's a little sour, and he can't even see through it.

Hu was taken aback.

Silkcloth: "If I'm right, it's a blind cat that meets a dead mouse when it meets you." Use the last of your strength to escape the surveillance of the Heavenly Dao for a moment, see through your life, and feel that you can be trusted. But I'm still not at ease, so I made a contract with you and the egg. ”

Hu Qing: "Master and servant? ”

Silk: "Huh. ”

Hu Qing's heart trembled: "I'm a servant? ”

Silk: "Not really. It should be an equal contract of life and death. ”

Hu was angry: "Am I rare? ”

Silkcloth: "So, it gives you the ability not to be seen through by others. ”

Hu Qing stopped talking. It feels very bad to be forced to reminisce about my life.

Sigh: "Do you want me to take care of this egg for the rest of my life?" ”

Silk cloth: "Logically speaking, there should be a time limit. Its final power is limited, and it can't do too much. ”

Hu sighed lightly: "It's a great mother." ”

Silk cloth: "Perhaps, more of them are hatched by the father." ”

Hu Qing: "..."

At this time, Silk Cloth coldly reminded her: "Don't think about other people's business, your thunder tribulation is coming." ”

Hu lightly fried his hair: "My Jindan Tribulation has passed." ”

"Hehe, yes, your Spirit Treasure Tribulation is coming."

Hu Qing raised his head suddenly, only to see that the sky that was about to clear was covered with dark clouds again.

It's endless.

Run, there is no point, here is the basin, there is nowhere to stop.

Hu Qing had to stop and touch the things in the space, and the ones he had prepared to carry the thunder robbery had already been blown up, and they didn't come in handy at all. The spirit stones are all in vain, and they are angry.

Yes, Spirit Stone, she still has Spirit Stone.

Lei Mu faded the dark brown color at this time, because there has been an electric current flowing, I can't see its changes at this time, Hu Qing has been connected with the soul, I only feel that Lei Mu has experienced a great spiritual growth after the thunder, and the sea of knowledge comes from the pleasant breath that belongs to it.

It's still pleasant, I don't know if it can survive the thunderstorm of Lingbao.

Other materials had already been fused into the dragon's body, and Lei Jin and other things had also been absorbed by it.

This is different from what Hu Qing originally envisioned.

She wants an axe, an axe, an axe with an axe and an axe handle. The mountain-like material was collected in order to condense a powerful axe that could move the mountain when released, and the dragon-like thunderwood was of course the handle.

How many times did she have fantasies, as soon as the axe came out, the ghosts and gods cried together, and the edge of the blade must be as bright as electricity, and it was held in her hand for thousands of years, and she threw it out to split the heavens and the earth.

In any case, there must be a blade, there must be a blade.

But now?

After deducing countless times in his mind, he never expected Lei Mu to rub the melted material all over his body as a balm.

has been cultivated in her dantian for so long, drank so much her blood, and ate so much of her soul power, but as a result, they don't have the same heart at all.

Hu Qing faintly felt that his first spirit treasure was not a reckless man.

Silkcloth: Just right for you.

It's just that an excellent refiner has to respect her own ideas, what else can she do if she has already been tinkered with this? Well, she also doesn't have the ability to turn things around as she was.

Hu Qing released a bunch of spirit stones, sat on top of it, frantically absorbed the spiritual power, and then sent the spiritual power into the thunder wood.

When Lingbao is born, it will inevitably be robbed by thunder. This is where the alchemist comes to the test. Although the thunder tribulation is a spiritual treasure, it means that it is a failure. Therefore, this thunder tribulation is to be blocked by the refiners. The refiner who is not strong enough will only have the end of destroying the weapon, or even death. Profound skills can improve the quality of Lingbao again. Oh, and there is also a rare situation where Lingbao runs away by himself, or someone finds a vision and takes the opportunity to snatch it.

No one is here to come, so it shouldn't be robbed. And Lei Mu and the main materials have been cultivated for so long, and she has been fed so much blood and soul power, it is impossible to run in close contact.

As long as you survive the current thunderstorm, the trip will be a complete success.

A thunderbolt struck, and the electricity in Hu Qing's body swayed wildly, wantonly destroying.

Why didn't she cut her own thunder tribulation so hard?

Silk cloth: "It only shows that your status in the monk is not as good as this guy's status in the vessel." ”

Hu Qing: ... It makes sense.

She is a Jindan monk, her skills are not comparable to before, the power of thunder enters the body again, and she is not in a hurry to get rid of it, so that the spiritual power is coerced, and she forcibly runs in the meridians with the power of thunder, returns to the dantian, domesticates it honestly, and then guides them to impact the blocked acupoints and meridians.

For a while, the feeling of stuffing a ton of rattan pepper mixed with mustard and chili pepper water in my body made tears and snot flow, and even sneezed non-stop.

There is no image at all.

Hu sucked lightly and shuddered, insisting on absorbing spiritual power to send Lei Mu over, and at the same time accepting the power of thunder transferred by Lei Mu to quench his body.

The balls above his head flickered and flickered, the purple places were bright, the yellow places were weak, and the ecstasy lamps were the same.

Hu Huahua said: "Mom, I'll come out to help you top one." ”

Although he is afraid, he can be brave for the sake of his mother.

Hu lightly wiped his nose with the back of his hand: "No." Let him rest assured: "In the future, you will also have a thunderstorm, and there is no shortage of your share." ”

Hu Huahua: ... Don't want to grow up.

Feeling that the spiritual power of the spirit stone under his buttocks was insufficient, Hu lightly thought about it, and released it again.

The thunder in the sky struck three times and three times, and then three times, and heavy rain fell from the clouds, drifting heavy rain.

Hu Qing is drenched into a soup chicken.

That's right, alone.

Because as soon as the tribulation was over, Lei Mu entered her dantian and seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

And Hu Qing had nowhere to go, so he had to sit in the powder that the spiritual stone had drained his spiritual power and poured himself in the heavy rain.

According to common sense, after the monk survives the thunderstorm, the weather aura will turn into rain and fall, reshaping the monk's body and increasing his spiritual power.

She didn't catch up with her before, and she didn't think about this stubble when she was busy. I didn't expect Lingbao to be tribulated and make up for this one.

Wandering in the heavy rain, of course, it can't all be aura, only the small area where she is.

For the first time, Hu Qing enjoyed the feeling of the spiritual power surging from the air smoothly pouring into the pores, and he couldn't extricate himself for a while.

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