Ball Ball Cultivation

Qiuqiu was looking for something that could protect against wind blades in her storage ring and saw several flower umbrellas that she and Zhu Man had bought together.

Hey, no matter if it’s useful or not, just hold it up to block the wind blade.

Each umbrella could last for a quarter of an hour. Qiuqiu took the opportunity to swallow pills to repair his injuries. By the time he got to the fourth umbrella, it had lasted for half an hour without breaking.

Qiuqiu was distracted and saw a hole in the shape of a smiley face facing him.

Isn't this the second-hand umbrella I found so cute? This defense ability is at least at the level of a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Qiuqiu quickly branded it with spiritual consciousness and simply recognized its master, so that by injecting spiritual energy, the defensive magic weapon could last longer.

The black defensive umbrella with a smiley face hole has a special resistance to gray fog, isolating the gray fog while resisting wind blades.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Qiuqiu felt that he had reached his limit, he encouraged himself in his heart: Just hold on a little longer, and I will be able to shake off the pursuit and pass through the thick fog soon.

Qiuqiu was now numb, relying solely on tenacity to hold on. Suddenly, Huahua's voice rang out in his mind: "We'll soon pass through the thick fog. The wind blade has become smaller now. Hold on a little longer."

The body that had been numb for a long time suddenly gathered strength again. The black smiling umbrella in his hand was already covered with holes of various sizes and was not far from being scrapped.

Qiuqiu suddenly used all his strength to quickly run out of the dense area.

Seeing the scene of birds singing and flowers blooming in front of him, Qiuqiu suspected that he had fallen into an illusion. Without time to think about it, he released Qingheng, who was meditating and healing in the space.

Seeing Qiuqiu covered in wounds, Qingheng asked anxiously, "What happened? Why are the injuries so severe?"

Huahua, now able to transform externally after upgrading, explained aloud, "The gray mist is accompanied by wind blades. She has lost too much blood and is seriously injured. She needs to recuperate."

Qing Heng: "Leave the rest to me, you go to the space to recuperate."

Qiuqiu had just nodded in agreement when Huahua quickly interrupted, "I have something important to tell you."

Qiuqiu has taken the soul-replenishing pill and the rejuvenation pill, so he can still hold on for a while.

Huahua: "Among the treasures sealed by your ancestors that you found in the hut, there is one that I need."

Qing Heng: "Since you need it, just accept it. As long as you take out the blood of hundreds of beasts and the seeds of hundreds of spirits, there will be no problem."

Qiuqiu knows Huahua better than anyone else. When she encounters something she needs, she can solve it herself and basically won't say hello here. At most, she will just let her know.

Huahua pointed at the conjured fingers and said, "I wanted to swallow it directly, but I didn't expect there were two residual souls sealed inside, and the residual souls were the Qilin you needed."

Qing Heng showed a little interest: "What kind of Qilin is this?"

Huahua: "One is water attribute, the other is earth attribute. But it's hard to tell right now. They both mutated a bit. The earth attribute Qilin mutated towards stone attribute, and the water attribute Qilin mutated towards swamp attribute."

Qiuqiu: "You mean they are all strengthening the earth attribute? Why?"

Huahua: "I am not just a spatial spirit. As the future Heavenly Dao, I can devour other dimensions to grow myself."

"Now I've discovered a small, dilapidated space. I don't know how this space was severely damaged. The only element left among the five elements is earth. If it hadn't been stored in the space and nourished by the rich spiritual energy within for over a month, it would probably have completely collapsed, and the remaining souls within would have been completely annihilated."

"It is estimated that the soul has been sealed in space for too long, and its attributes have tended to merge, so the attributes have been infected and changed."

Qing Heng's mind raced even faster: "How many drops of Earth Qilin blood are there in the treasure trove?"

Huahua: "Three drops for the Earth Qilin, three drops for the Water Qilin, and three drops for the Fire Qilin."

Qing Heng: "Qiuqiu, I remember you have a legacy that allows you to clone a living being using blood or fur."

Before Qiuqiu could answer, Huahua exploded. "Ordinary humans are fine, but a cloned beast with the blood of a divine beast is a no-brainer. Initially, Qiuqiu only had a strengthening potion used to shape her body. Finally, by chance, she obtained a divine plant with a broken mind - the Vitality Soul-Cleansing Grass. It purified her spiritual roots and cleansed her soul, and only then did her cultivation aptitude improve further. Ordinary cloning potions can't clone a divine beast."

Qing Heng: "Well, we have to give it a try, right?"

Qiuqiu didn't participate in this discussion: "I will meditate and practice, and give you the income from the hut. You can decide how to distribute it."

Qing Heng: "Don't take out the things Huahua needs. Leave the rest to me and I'll take care of it."

Qiuqiu asked Huahua to take out all the treasures she received in the cabin and give them to Qingheng, so that she could recover from her injuries as soon as possible.

Qingheng released everyone from the space in his abdomen, and everyone was surprised when they saw the scene in front of them.

Xuan Zhuo: "Did we escape?"

Qing Heng: "No, this is deep in the fog."

Bai Ran pointed at Qiuqiu and asked with concern, "Why is she injured like this?"

Qing Heng: "There's a strong wind in the mist. It's the wind blade that caused the injury."

Zhu Man was careful and quickly put down a tent where Qiuqiu was meditating. After all, Qiuqiu's robe was torn into tatters by the wind blade, with bones visible in some places and flesh and blood turned inside out in some places.

This is more common with male animals, but female humans are still quite shy.

Qing Heng: "The spiritual energy here is rich. I don't know what dangers lie ahead. Let's all rest here. My idea is to take out the treasures in the hut and use everything we can to improve everyone's combat power."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Zhu Man said, "Use all the stuff. Even if An Chengxiao catches up with us, he won't get anything. It can also improve our combat power."

Bai Ran: "Give all the White Tiger's blood and essence to my uncle. I don't need it." He has already obtained the White Tiger King Seal, so it is not appropriate for him to take the blood and essence.

Bai Bo snorted heavily and said nothing.

Qing Heng: "I believe everyone's ancestral records have been kept. Everyone knows what is sealed. It is the essence of hundreds of beasts and the spirit seeds of hundreds of spirits. In fact, after being sealed for tens of thousands of years, the essence of those monsters without the blood of divine beasts has dissipated, and many spirit seeds have also lost their spirituality."

He set up a defensive formation and took out a portable magic house. The ball was left in the yard, and the group went into the house to distribute the spoils.

Qing Heng waved his hand, and two hundred wooden bottles floated in the air, containing sealed essence, blood, or spirit seeds.

The function of the wooden flow bottle is to ensure the vitality of the things inside for tens of thousands of years. It is made from the extinct tree of life and contains rich wood and water attributes.

When everyone saw the legendary wooden bottle, they finally realized how precious the essence and blood of immortal beasts were.

Qing Heng: "The Wood Flow Bottle can preserve vitality to the greatest extent, but it also depends on the seal. That hut is already connected to the earth veins, but the spiritual energy around it is very thin and almost non-existent, so the vitality is being lost quite rapidly. You can see that one-third of the Wood Flow Bottle has dimmed in color, and the essence and blood inside have lost their vitality."