Lord Sovereign

After Uncle Wu left, Fei Hong thought about it for a long time in the room.

He was thinking about his way out now. In less than a year, the trip to the iceberg was about to begin. Before that, he had to work hard to improve his cultivation. In the iceberg, due to the special climate and restrictions, the earth monks in the cultivation world couldn't enter, and only the mortal monks in the imperial state can enter.

This also means that any mortal monk who wanted to enter the second-level monster baby lotus guarding the iceberg holy lotus will deal with it by himself. 

One must know that in the Wushan Mountains last time, Li Zong had some difficulty dealing with the third-level monster agouti, and according to Zhang Shi, Li Zong should be in the third stage of the earth realm. If the Imperial was on the second stage, it was almost impossible to walk in the iceberg trip.

The first task was to improve the cultivation base. This was also the biggest bottleneck he had encountered now. As for the armor, he had already thought about it. He went to the ground fire refining room and used ice jelly stone to refine a piece of soft armor that was close to the body. 

With the titan thorne in his hand, he would probably be able to handle it for a while. After all, there were still treading clouds and fighting dragon palms techniques in hand.

In fact, if he wanted to practice the Heavens Shattering Sword Art, firstly, he had no time, and secondly, he did not have a long sword in his hand. Although the Lingxiu Sword held by the new disciples was considered a magic weapon, it was very common, and most of the disciples could only use it as a flying magic weapon. If there was a real fight, it would not be of great use.

After such a calculation, Fei Hong smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "Yes, I thought about it for a long time and then turned back. I still have to refine the medicinal pills that can improve my cultivation level first, or find a medicinal formula."

Why not ask that Master Zhang in the morning. Thinking of this old man with a short stature, Fei Hong couldn't help shivering. Maybe he should go ask Liu Feng? No, even though Liu Feng was a big disciple, he still wouldn't trust him. Now there are thousands of disciples in Lingxiu Mountain, which one of them didn't want this medicine pill.

Thinking hard about it,  he decided to go to Master Zhang's place again. After thinking about it, Fei Hong did not hesitate, turned around and went out to the Tongtian Hall again.

Seeing Fei Hong again in a few hours, Uncle Zhang in the hall was a little surprised: "Hey, why did nephew Fei go and come back so early?"

"Great uncle, I still have some questions to ask you." Fei Hong was afraid that the old man would open his mouth again, so his words were very respectful, and his tone was a little flattering.

"It's impossible to ask me for advice, so don't ask." Old Man Zhang said, twitching his fingers lightly.

Fei Hong's face suddenly collapsed, and after muttering for a long time, he took out a gold coin from his arms and handed it over, and couldn't help but say, "Uncle, I will be ruined by you in just one day..."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine. If you have any questions, please come and ask the old man. The old man will not charge any more."

Fei Hong put on a look of thanking the old man for his mercy, and asked pitifully. "This disciple can't improve his cultivation now, but he still has to prepare for the trip to the iceberg in a year's time, so he was anxious to find some pill recipes, and then he came to Tongtian. The hall, but there was really no pill recipe that the disciples need in the hall. I wonder if uncle has it here?"

"You're asking me for a pill recipe?." Old man Zhang asked when he heard Fei Hong's words. Afterwards, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Fei Hong without speaking.

As soon as he saw this posture, Fei Hong knew there was a show. But when he saw the old man squinting at him, he knew in his heart that it was not good. He would have to spend another gold coin. This old man was really hateful.

"Nephew, cultivation pill recipe is a good thing. Although I don't charge you to answer your question, but this recipe..."

Well, if I were rich one day, I would buy the entire Tongtian Palace and let you clean it every day, exhausting yourself to death. Fei Hong cursed in his heart, and took out another gold coin and handed it over.

"Yeah." Uncle Zhang brought it over with a smile: "To be honest, I really do have a pill recipe for you disciples who are connected to the realm."

"Really?." As soon as Fei Hong heard this, he suddenly felt that it was all worth the effort. "Can I also ask my uncle to let this disciples take a look?"

"Haha..." Uncle Zhang stood up and walked to a wooden cabinet behind him, opened the cabinet door, and rummaged inside for a long time before finding a ball of parchment, spread it out and looked at it, and handed it to Fei Hong: "That's the recipe. It's useless for me to keep it, so I'll give it to you. However, you owe me another favor, Fei."

Fei Hong's teeth itch with hatred. I asked you a few words, and I gave you two gold coins. This pill was useless to you. If I bought it for two gold coins, it would be cheaper for you. In the end, you gave it to me as a present. Hence, I'm owing you another favour.

Thinking so in his heart, Fei Hong was still grateful on the surface. He received the pill recipe and took a look, and his heart suddenly jumped. The pill mentioned above was a kind of pill called "Nine Worlds Pill".

Judging from the description, it was exactly the same as what the young man surnamed Song gave him.