Feng Duwu asked the little prince to send a message to Ao Yixuan about two points, one is to ask Ao Yixuan to hide Shui Jingyue's injury, and the other is to ask Ao Yixuan to inquire where there is a pure yang spirit, only by getting the pure yang spirit can he heal Shui Jingyue's injury.

After dealing with these things, Feng Duwu took her son and Yingying towards the end of the cold ice field, and almost caught the water mirror moon, just for the sake of snow ginseng, she had no reason to give up.

Without the cold spirit, the end of the ice field was exceptionally beautiful, and there was sparse sunlight falling from the thick clouds, sprinkling on the hard and transparent ice, splashing with extraordinarily dazzling starlight. On the starlit ice, there was a small ball of snow-white stuff beating.

"That's snow ginseng." In the middle of the beating things came several leaves as clear as ice, and the shape of the leaves was not so much like ginseng as as turnips. Feng Duwu looked at those leaves and said loudly.

"Yes, mother, that's the snow ginseng, look at the one in the middle, it's about to transform, and once it transforms, it has spiritual power." Yingying pointed to the small half of the body in the middle, and the snowman ginseng road was white and tender like snow.

Feng Duwu dodged closer, reached out and grabbed the fat leaf, and pulled it out with a fingertip of the silver-red spirit yuan. Looking at the legendary snowman ginseng, Feng Duwu felt like a white radish: "This kind of thing is very familiar." ”

"Mother, snow ginseng is not common, out of the cold ice field, it will melt, you have to use the jade crystal box to pack it up, and nourish it with the spirit element of the jade crystal." Yingying Road.

"Can this be eaten by ordinary people?" Feng Duwu thought of ginseng chicken soup.

"Ordinary people can't eat it, because the pure yin qi it contains is extraordinarily heavy, and ordinary people can't afford it, but the mother can, and the snow ginseng is very nourishing to the mother's body." The little prince said to his mother, and at the end of the day, he didn't forget to ask, "Mother, what do you want to eat?" ”

"You can't eat it." Feng Duwu glanced at his son and said, "Since it's a tonic, let's get it all." ”

"Mother, where did you get so many jade crystal boxes?" Yingying looked at the phoenix dancing solo.

"Mother's space!" Feng Duwu stretched out his hand and shook it, then leaned down, pulled up all the dozen or so snowman ginseng, and threw them into the space one by one.

"Mother, there's something down here." The little prince was also helping his mother with the snow ginseng, but he paused when he reached the last one, staring at the place where the ice-like transparent leaves connected to the snow ginseng, there was a purple-blue ghost, shaking.

"What is this?" Feng Duwu and Yingying also came over, and Yingying was curious.

"It's moving." The little prince was surprised to find this snowman ginseng wriggling above it, as if it wanted to jump out of the thick ice.

"I'll pull it out, you two guard, don't let the things down there escape." As she spoke, Feng Duwu stretched out her hand to cross Yuan Ling, grabbed the leaves of the snow ginseng, and gave her son and Yingying a look before pulling the snow ginseng up.

As soon as the snow ginseng was pulled up, a purple-blue light spread out, and Yingying clearly felt that there was something full of primordial spirit in it that wanted to run out, so her whole body was blocked in the pit that appeared when she pulled out the snow ginseng, just in case, she directly turned into her original form.

"You're all blocked, how do we know what you are?" The little prince looked speechlessly at Yingying, who was blocked in the small pit.

"Son, cloth enchantment." Feng Duwu hurriedly said to the little prince. The little prince didn't care about his mother's intentions, and immediately laid down the enchantment, and when he saw this phoenix dancing alone, he said to Yingying, "Get out of the way." ”

Yingying only moved a small gap, and a purple-blue thing the size of a baby's fist rushed out, fortunately, Feng Duwu let the little prince set up an enchantment, Rao is so, that thing still almost broke through the little prince's enchantment, Feng Duwu's eyes were fast, and the Yuan Spirit on his fingertips turned into a rope and flew towards the thing, binding it to death.

That thing was still struggling violently, Feng Duwu continued to deepen the Yuan Spirit, trying to bind that thing tightly, but just a few breaths, that thing broke free from the shackles of Feng Duwu, and once again tried to impact the little prince's Yuan Ling, the little prince's purple eyes were cold, and the enchantment quickly condensed, Feng Duwu and Yingying immediately jumped out of the enchantment, and the enchantment suddenly condensed to the point that there was only a small hand, wrapping the thing tightly, and the thing still did not give up the struggle.

The little prince insisted, his short and white fingertips pinched out a trick, and the golden spirit yuan surged, and quickly drew a rune in mid-air, and quickly pressed the seal into the enchantment, and the thing stopped.

Feng Duwu and the three of them approached, but saw a palm-sized shield lying there quietly, a purple-blue thing forged, with ancient and complex hidden patterns on the edge, and a bright red blood-like gem-like thing in the middle, which seemed to have magma shaking.

"What is this?" Feng Duwu squatted down and looked curiously at the miniature child-like thing.

Yingying and the little prince looked at it for a while before the little prince said, "Mother, this should be one of the eight great artifacts - the Nether Shield." ”

"Nether Shield?" Feng solo danced and raised his eyebrows.

"Well, mother, the only defensive weapon among the eight great artifacts, it is indestructible, even if it is the other seven artifacts, unless it is attacked together, it will not be able to shake the Nether Shield."

"So powerful, so easily suppressed by you?" Feng Duwu looked at the Nether Shield faintly.

"Mother, the Nether Shield should have been absorbed by the Spirit of Yin and Cold, and the spirit element it has now is less than one percent of what it was in its heyday." Yingying explained, "This is indeed the Nether Shield, and someone said thousands of years ago that having a Nether Shield is like having an immortal body. ”

"Immortal? So how did its previous owner die? Feng Duwu was puzzled.

"Mother, the so-called immortal body, when encountering a strong enemy, the previous owner of the Nether Shield should be dead, so it will automatically break the contract with the Nether Shield, and the Nether Shield will be scattered." The little prince had the urge to hold his forehead, "Mother, you are dripping blood quickly, let it recognize the Lord now." ”

"Son, give this thing to you, you subdued him." Feng Duwu was not moved, but said to his son.

"Mother, my son's spirit yuan will greatly reduce the strength of the Nether Shield." The little prince said to his mother, "The Netherworld Shield is a Dunjia tempered by the cold qi of the Netherworld, and the son has the Yuan Spirit to restrain it, and it cannot exert the most powerful power of the Netherworld Shield. ”

"Really?" Feng Duwu looked at Yingying with some disbelief.

"That's true." Yingying nodded.

Feng Duwu was helpless, so he could only drip his blood into the Nether Shield, and at the beginning, the Nether Shield was still repelling Feng Duwu's blood, and soon took the initiative to suck Feng Duwu's blood into his body.

[Eleven o'clock, two or three chapters to go]