Lord Sovereign

Fei Hong was not worried about other spirit grasses and spirit mines. After all, he had the existence of the yellow bead, even if there was only one left, he could spawn them.

Huan beads? Fei Hong suddenly thought, could this Huan bead also spawn that iceberg holy lotus?

Seeing that Fei Hong's face was gloomy and uncertain, Master Wu thought that he was distressed by the lost drop of the spring of life, so he comforted him. "Actually, it's nothing, although there is a drop of the spring of life, but you are now under the name of Master Dongfang. Disciple, it is not a disadvantage to exchange a drop of life spring for a great backer like Uncle Dongfang. Now as a core disciple of the sect, even the head of the sect, Zhong Qingyang, does not dare to provoke you. This Uncle Dongfang is quite protective."

Fei Hong nodded and said a few words with a wry smile. Uncle Wu said goodbye and left. Of course, the small medicine garden and the spirit mine warehouse were left to Fei Hong.

As soon as Uncle Wu left, Fei Hong ate something hastily and fell asleep on the bed. Although the trip to the iceberg only lasted a few days, it was too tiring for him.

On the next day, Fei Hong slowly opened his eyes. After lunch, he checked the medicine garden and warehouse. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, he sat on his bed and thought about what had happened these past days.

The first was the affair with Murong Yan. It seemed that this matter couldn't be explained clearly, and of course he was not afraid that others would know. Murong Yan was a master of Nanyan Valley, so no one dared to break ground on her case. It was just this matter, how would it develop in the future?

Fei Hong thought about it for a while, and then he became amused. Murong Yan was at least a master of the core realm, and he was only an imperial realm cultivator, what would happen? It was impossible to have any relationship at all, it seemed that he was just thinking too much about it.

If he had a chance, he needed to explain clearly to Bai Daxia and Li Ling, otherwise, they would think that he was an abusive person.

The most important thing right now was how to improve his cultivation. And this time, he had to succeed. If he didn't succeed under the impetus of the spring of life, he would definitely be depressed. If that was the case, it meant that his talent was really bad. He had no bright future.

Iceberg ginseng could be refined into a kind of ice flame, which was a precious elixir for detoxification, frostbite, and internal injury. Iceberg ginseng, if the body could accept it, could give oneself a little natural ice attribute after taking it, but it could only be used or it could only be taken after entering the earth realm. With a piece of cold iron stone, the cold iron wire on the body could be re-refined into a complete item.

The most important, of course, was the drop of fountain of life. The best thing was that the master of the East will not deduct his own spring of life. If he really deducted the situation, he had two drops, and he could use one drop as an experiment in the garden. According to his ideas, a new iceberg holy lotus could be born. He was still very confident.

After thinking about all this, Fei Hong took out everything on his body and took count of them.

Titan thorne was still there, a flywheel magic weapon, a cold iron wire, a spiritual net, and the most famous sword bag. As for the pair of cloud boots, Fei Hong has already put them on. Coupled with the black diamond armor on his body, which was Fei Hong's belongings.

In fact, the black diamond armor could no longer meet Fei Hong's requirements. He wanted to spawn a few ice jelly stones, one was to refine two soft swords for Bai Xiaoxiao, and the other was to refine a piece of armor for himself.

After all, the ice jelly stone could be stretched at will, and it was very tough, which was exactly the way of Fei Hong.

After reading this, Fei Hong took out the spiritual herbs and elixir from the trip to the iceberg and put them on the table one by one: a cold iron stone, an iceberg immortal grass, an iceberg immortal ginseng, a drop of life spring water, and ah, yes, those ten snow-white beads from the belly of the ice fish.

What were these ten beads? They were definitely not an ordinary thing since they could make the Huan bead tremble in the body, but these beads were nothing special except that the edges were cold. Bingyu was just a low-level monster, and it was impossible to have a beast pill...

After thinking about it, Fei Hong realized it was a little troublesome, so he directly input a burst of infuriating energy into one of the beads. In an instant, he felt a biting cold rushing towards his body along with his true qi!

As this cold air was coming, Fei Hong  quickly harnessed his whole body's infuriating energy and tried to block it. It took half a cup of tea to drive the cold air out. At this time, his right arm was already covered with frost. If he had delayed for a while, his right arm would have been condemned.

Damn, what was this? Fei Hong cursed secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to think too much about it. He quickly sat up cross-legged and used his inner qi to ward off the cold on his right arm.

When the cold air was exhausted, Fei Hong slowly opened his eyes and looked at the ten snow-white beads on the table: This thing has such a strong cold air, couldn't it not create a suitable environment for the birth of the iceberg holy lotus!