Douluo: I really am not an ice god!

The feeling of these two extremely cold and extremely hot energies constantly flowing through the body is never pleasant.

Although the taste is unpleasant, the alternation of cold and heat can better exercise the body and will, and can improve the body and spirit of the user.

And because it contains the medicinal power of four immortal grasses and the Yin-Yang Creation Fruit, although it does not have the help of the Ice and Fire Eyes, the actual effect is even stronger than when Tang San used the Ice and Fire Eyes to temper his body.

at the same time.

In the martial spirit space, the Ice Ji Sword and the Frost Song Sheath emitted a circle of extremely dazzling blue light, illuminating the entire martial spirit space clearly and brightly.

Because the Ice Ji Sword suffered the most serious damage when it was in the God Realm, most of the energy was absorbed by the Ice Ji Sword.

As time went by, a few blood-red cracks remained on the sword, which gradually recovered under the wash of energy.

In this way, under the energy of the Yin Yang Creation Pill, the potency of the medicine was divided into two, so that both the body and martial soul were improving. The body gradually became more and more powerful, and at the same time, the Bingji Sword was gradually returning to its former glory.

At this time, Qian Renxue was leaning over the desk, carefully processing the memorial presented to the court. The room was very quiet and only rustling sounds could be heard.

She looked up at Lingtian from time to time, and her irritability and tiredness instantly dissipated.

At this moment, a sweet smile briefly appeared on Qian Renxue's face, mixed with sweetness and releasing a hint of charm that was inconsistent with her gender. Then the smile faded and she leaned over to deal with the complicated government affairs again.

But at this moment, Lingtian had no eyesight.

As time passed by, Lingtian still showed no sign of waking up.

…………

The next day, early in the morning.

The early sun is gradually rising, and the morning light slowly opens the curtain, bringing freshness to the world. The sky is filled with dense purple air, which is softly sprinkled on everything, giving it a unique and pleasing feeling.

"It's been so long, why hasn't Xiaotian woke up?"

Qian Renxue lowered her head slightly, stretched out her hand to support her chin, thought for a moment, and looked at Lingtian who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, a softness flashed in her eyes.

At this moment, Lingtian suddenly opened his eyes, his ice blue eyes sparkling with light!

"Bingji!"

With a thought, the Bing Ji Sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

Lingtian suddenly took hold of the Bing Ji Sword and slashed out with the sword. An extremely sharp sound of tearing was heard in the air, and the air was broken with one slash!

"The speed of this sword has probably exceeded the speed of sound, and the strength must be at least ten thousand kilograms!" The corner of Lingtian's mouth curled up slightly, "And the Bingji Sword seems to have been fully recovered, and my physical fitness has also improved a lot, and my defense power has also improved a lot. It is greatly enhanced, and the effect is almost the same as taking the grass jelly and ice fire body refining."

Before, he was worried that refining the two immortal grasses into elixirs would waste their physical training properties, but now it seems that the worries are unnecessary.

This time not only has the physical strength been strengthened, but the mental strength has also been greatly improved!

The space of consciousness has more than doubled than before.

And what surprised Lingtian the most was that Bingji had basically recovered.

The cracks left by Shura's divine power are more like lines engraved on the sword body, adding a bit of mystery to the Bing Ji Sword.

All the cracks on the Bing Ji Sword have been repaired, and the sword body is shining with dazzling light, which is almost the same as in the memory. At the same time, due to the creation pill, the sword body is covered with a light blue halo.

This halo seems to have special abilities, but Lingtian has not discovered anything yet.

In addition to these improvements, Lingtian's soul power has also been greatly improved!

The soul power that was originally stuck at level 39, with the help of the power of the Creation Pill, broke through the level 43 barrier in one fell swoop, and even reached level [-].

In addition, Lingtian also gained the ability to avoid fire.

Because Lingtian is inherently immune to the ice power, he only gets the ability to avoid fire from the Creation Pill.

This Yin-Yang Creation Pill allowed Lingtian to improve in all aspects.

There is no longer any weak point in the body, spirit, martial soul, etc., which makes up for the innate shortcomings of the martial soul, and will fully demonstrate the power of the god-level martial soul!

"Has it been absorbed?" Qian Renxue walked to Lingtian's side, staring at the young man with her purple eyes unblinking, with a trace of concern on her calm face.

"Well, there has been considerable progress." Lingtian said, with a smile on his face.

"That's good." Qian Renxue smiled immediately after hearing this.

Looking at the confident, majestic and energetic Xiaotian, Qian Renxue suddenly recalled the morning's question, her heart trembled, ripples appeared in her heart, and at the same time, she suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Do I really like...Xiaotian?

But he is my brother, even though he is not related by blood. . .

That's right, I'm not the real Xue Qinghe, and I have no blood relationship with Xiaotian, why can't I... Thinking of this, Qian Renxue suddenly trembled slightly, and a blush appeared on her cheeks.

No, no!

Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue, how could you have such an idea!

Qian Renxue's pretty face looked even more rosy, her eyes sparkled slightly, and she couldn't help but have the thought she just had.

"Brother Prince, what's wrong with you?" Lingtian turned his head and asked with concern.

"Ahem... No, it's nothing. I was just thinking about something." Qian Renxue coughed twice and waved her hands pretending to be calm, but there was still a hint of rosiness on her cheeks.

"But Brother Prince, why are you blushing? Did you catch a cold last night..."

Lingtian pulled up Rouyi and asked with concern. He didn't notice anything unusual about Qian Renxue. He just thought he might have caught a cold after staying overnight.

"No, it's alright!"

Qian Renxue was a little panicked and said quickly, "Xiaotian, you... don't worry, I'm just a little hot!"

Lingtian: "Brother Prince, you..."

Qian Renxue: "You don't have to worry."

Lingtian: "Brother Prince, but..."

Qian Renxue: "I'm fine."

Lingtian: "Brother Prince, please let me speak first..."

Qian Renxue: "I'm fine."

Lingtian: "..."

"The Good Fortune Pill, Prince..."

"I'm a little sleepy after not sleeping all night. Xiaotian, you should go back and rest early. We'll talk about anything else tomorrow!"

Seeing Lingtian who still wanted to speak, Qian Renxue clasped Lingtian's shoulders directly, pushed him out of the room in panic with a pair of delicate hands, and finally closed the door thoughtfully.

boom!

Lingtian was stunned in place, silent for a while, and finally came back to his senses.

Looking at the closed door, a strange look appeared on Lingtian's face: Am I... locked out by Sister Xue'er again?

Why have you been locked out these days?

And recently, Sister Xueer has an inexplicable temper, which is getting more and more weird and elusive...

"Oh~ I can't guess..."

Looking at the closed door, Lingtian sighed, but still reminded loudly, "Brother Prince, don't forget to take the Good Fortune Pill."

Then he shook his head helplessly and returned to his room.