Holding his head and curling up into a shrimp on the ground, it took a long time to slow down.

Sitting up, Hu Huahua and Hu Zhuzhu had already collected the scattered materials, and looked at her worriedly.

"Mom, are there any terrible monsters down there?"

Hu shook his head lightly: "I don't know." This fire is quite sensible. It was horrible in temperature, and it didn't dry the surroundings. Looking at the situation here, I'm afraid this wisp is just a scratch of the skin. My Divine Consciousness can't withstand the energy density below? ”

Hu Huahua: "What is energy density?" ”

Hu Qing: "That's it—the power of this fire." I couldn't resist. ”

Hu Huahua thought for a while and remembered the word: "My energy density is not good, I don't dare to look inside." ”

Hu chuckled and rubbed his head, and then touched his own head, well, a piece of it was burned by the fire.

Hu Huahua rolled her eyes: "Hu Zhuzhu, you go down." ”

Hu Zhuzhu was shocked: "What did you say? ”

To please you, the mother of the Terrans, are you going to sacrifice your partner?

"You are thunder, thunder is not afraid of fire."

"So, do I take the initiative to roast myself and give it to you to eat?" Hu Zhuzhu's face was expressionless.

What kind of fire should be divided into fire, such a domineering fire, he is also afraid.

"Let the fire spirits go."

The fire spirit's angry beard shook into an afterimage: I just got the word "fire", if it weren't for Hu Qing's need, I wouldn't have come to this ghost place, and I'm afraid of it.

Hu Qing: "Okay, okay, you don't need you, you go and play." ”

Take out a basket of fruits, big and small, red, yellow, green, blue: "Eat more fruits for good skin, Hu Zhuzhu, you eat more." ”

Hu Zhuzhu was stunned, looked at Hu Huahua's smooth hair, and then looked at the emerald color of the fire spirit that could drip water, and finally looked down at himself

So he eats less fruit to be less shiny?

"You're a fire spirit and you're green, tsk."

The fire spirit is brutal, and he is ugly and blames others for being too good? All Lingman is green, God decides, you have an opinion.

Hu Qing ignored the noisy fighting spirit between the three little ones, she gathered the materials on the ground, selected a few things that were easy to refine, and directly controlled them with her divine sense and placed them on the tip of the flame.

Silkcloth: "What do you have in mind?" ”

"What's a good idea? The refining furnace can't stand this fire, what else can I use besides my divine sense? ”

Hu muttered softly: "Anyway, the divine sense is mine, and it is more convenient to use than the refining furnace." ”

The silk cloth is speechless, you are only a few catties and a few taels and directly use your divine consciousness as a furnace, okay, you like to do it like this, this is also good, and you can also exercise your divine sense.

The outer temperature of the flame is high, but the damage to the divine consciousness is not great, and there is no idea that the divine consciousness of the monk should be carefully cared for, and it gushes out and burns without hesitation. Her general idea, the divine consciousness is like strength, the more you accumulate, the more you don't have, the more you use it, the more you give birth, that's what the Spring God recipe means.

That's what it means! It has to be!

Hu Qing decided in this way, meticulously refining the material, the material was melted into liquid at high temperature, and the impurities were burned into green smoke and dissipated, turning into a pure liquid mass, which was wrapped in divine consciousness and suspended around the flames, looking like a small orange growing on a tree from a distance, which was beautiful.

The number of small oranges has exceeded 100 from three or five to a dozen to dozens, and Hu Qing is still refining and extracting.

The silk cloth counted the types of those materials, and she didn't know what she was going to refine, but at present, these materials were all gold.

"Fortunately, you have practiced your divine sense before, and you can use it for many purposes." Silk cloth said.

Hu hummed lightly, not caring: "It's okay, it's not multi-purpose." As long as I am steady, my consciousness is like a universal material, and it can be made into any shape at will, and this state of sealing and resting is actually best maintained. It's like things are placed on a shelf, which is very worry-free. ”

Staring at the bright light source for a long time, Hu Qing was a little tired, closed his eyes and pinched the root of his nose, and then opened his eyes and blinked a few times.

"I think divine consciousness is better used than spiritual power, and it should be more widely used. The spring magic recipe you gave me, cultivating the divine soul, is a technique and technique. I think you should have something about other uses of the Divine Sense, other than combat. ”

The silk cloth eyelids jumped: "What are you just a mortal, and you want something else if you haven't studied it thoroughly?" You're too greedy. ”

Hu Qing: "I just want to make everyday life easier. ”

The silk cloth snorted: "No matter how easy the Divine Soul Divine Sense is, it can't conjure up spirit stone resources for you out of thin air." ”

Hu sighed lightly: "That's right, it's not magic. ”

"What? What's what? Silk cloth didn't understand: "Magic? The magic of the demons is not capable of this. ”

Hu Qing: "What I said is not the same thing. ”

"What's that?"

"Ahem, there's a magic that you can conjure up whatever you want. For example, I want a big meal, chant a spell, ice spirits, ice spirits, and a delicious meal is placed in front of me. ”

Silk cloth was speechless for a long time: "You're okay with your brain, right?" ”

Hu Qing: "."

Can't communicate.

Silk cloth said: "It doesn't matter if you think about it yourself, don't teach Hu Nuan badly." She is different from you, you are single and free, she is a disciple of a big sect, and she will be rejected by everyone if she talks too much. ”

Hu Qing sighed in his heart that no one understands me, and said, "You're right, I just think about good things." ”

Isn't it a beautiful thing to have a silk cloth heart, is it possible that ascension can only be achieved by reciting a mantra? The world and the heavens are going to be in chaos.

After extracting all the gold materials, Hu Qing took out the spirit stones to absorb them, and the medium-grade spirit stones were rapidly consumed at a rate of one by one, and after a while, a small pile was piled up around Hu Qing.

Hu Huahua didn't look right, and ran over: "Mom? ”

Hu lightly pressed his head: "This fire is too domineering, my mother accidentally inhaled some fire poison and came in, it's okay, just pull it out." ”

No wonder the fire is everywhere and I don't see the monks use it casually, there are too many impurities in the fire, and it is not cost-effective.

Silk cloth: "Eat a trench to grow a wisdom, the fire is also divided into grades, not only look at the size of the firepower, the most important thing is the quality." Why does everyone want a spiritual fire? Because the spiritual fire has no impurities, there is no danger of going mad when it is fused. ”

Hu Qing: "I have been taught." ”

To replenish her spirit, Hu Qing began to fuse materials for shaping, these are not complicated after practicing in her heart, she only needs to remove the impurities brought in by the earth fire at any time, and finally got a huge gold-colored refining furnace.

With a round belly and three feet, in addition to the arrogant color, the whole body is simple and unpretentious without a trace of patterns.

There is nothing special to speak of.

The three little ones looked stupid, and they came all the way to get this?

Hu sneered: "It's just a rough embryo, and then engrave the pattern when you turn around." ”

The instruments and formations in it can be completed again. The fire was too poisonous for her to last.

A rough embryo is considered a complete success.

Next, Hu Qing took the materials and refined the fire, earth, wood, and water, and the rough embryos of the four furnaces.

The style is exactly the same as the gold one, only the color is different.

The silk cloth couldn't see where to form a formation.

And the fire poison in Hu Qing's body has accumulated to a critical point, and he can't stay here any longer.

She chopped a large piece of metal around her and filled it in, and the ground fire roasted it and blocked the opening, and after checking that there was no trace, she left the fire with a few small ones.